The day passed quickly, and Lu Ze woke up early to hang out the sign.
The wooden sign read, "Honkai Impact 3rd Experience Store, Inazuma Branch, Now Open!"
It even advertised the helmets, which came as a surprise to the early risers. Soon, a long queue formed outside, longer than that of the Yae Publishing House next door.
"It seems to be working well..."
Lu Ze nodded with great satisfaction and pulled out the helmets he had redeemed from the system store, ready to sell them. As for the figures...
In addition to the continuously updated Honkai Beast figures, three new humanoid figures had been released: Kevin's, Kallen's, and even Wendy's...
All of them were cartoon-style humanoid dolls, which should avoid the so-called problem. Surely no one would really... *hiss...*
As for version updates, Lu Ze decided to directly update to Chapter 15 next time, and then to Chapter 20 in the version after that. A faster pace... was also good.
Then he would continue to update Post-Honkai Odyssey and other storylines.
After breakfast, Lu Ze went to the house next door, tidied it up a bit, and then opened the door to start business.
The people who were already queuing in front of the store rushed in like madmen. The noisy stampede and shouting directly annoyed Wendy, who was washing dishes in the kitchen.
Just as she was about to get angry, she heard a girl shout loudly:
"What are you doing?! Making such a racket, what kind of behavior is this? Line up obediently, if you don't want to have tea with the Tenryou Commission! Be quiet!"
Kujou Sara looked at everything coldly, her imposing aura overwhelming them. They could only obediently start queuing.
"Phew... thankfully, thankfully, otherwise it would have been another disaster..."
Glancing at Wendy washing dishes in the kitchen, Kujou Sara breathed a sigh of relief. She had just seen veins bulging on Wendy's forehead. If she had gotten truly angry... it would have been trouble.
Fortunately, it was not too late.
After selling throughout the morning, most of the helmets and figures were sold out. As for why Kevin's and Kallen's figures sold so well... it wasn't just men reading, there were women too, you know?
So, most of the buyers of the male character figures were women. Although there were some men, their numbers were relatively small.
He threw all the Mora into the system space, feeling a bit weak and lying on the chair. Why had he been feeling so tired lately? It was truly strange... could it be that he was really... depleted?
He went to the bathroom, cupped water with his hands, and splashed it on his face. The tiredness in his mood was instantly relieved. He then noticed a wisp of black mist slowly drifting out...
Lifting his shirt, he saw his chest... occasionally emitting a little black mist. What was going on?
That spot was precisely the core of the Herrscher of Ice. It couldn't be that the core had a problem, right? He placed his right hand on his chest. Although it was through flesh, he could still clearly feel the core inside.
The appearance of the core appeared in his mind. From a general perspective, there seemed to be no problem. Then... was he hallucinating?
He looked again carefully but could no longer see the black mist. Could it be that he... was truly depleted?
It seemed he needed to buy some wolfberries in the afternoon. He suddenly felt that taking care of his health was quite good.
Meanwhile, those who had bought things were lining up again at the Yae Publishing House to buy the final volume of the latest "Fire Moth: Thirteen Haxors."
Those who got the books couldn't wait to read them. Among them were many important figures.
"Let me see what the latest volume is about. Can the Thirteen Haxors defeat the Honkai God? I'm really looking forward to it."
Yoimiya eagerly flipped open the first page and continued to the last. Her hands rested on the book, her emotions churning. A tear slowly rolled down and dripped onto the page.
The white paper was stained with water, and then it slowly spread. It dried up in no time but became very creased.
"I... I actually cried... It's been so long since I... felt like this..."
Yoimiya chuckled, put down the book, and went to the fireworks preparation area. Soon, she prepared a super large firework.
"Heh... Lu Ze! It's either you die or I die today! How dare you stab me! You're too much, I'm going to make a huge firework and send you to the sky!"
Others felt the same. Lu Ze, who was looking for wolfberries on the street, suddenly sneezed.
"Achoo! What's been happening lately? I keep catching colds. This isn't good... Hmm? Yae Miko, why is she here?"
Just as Lu Ze was about to enter a pharmacy, he saw Yae Miko. She seemed to be looking for someone. It couldn't be him, could it?
Across the way, Yae Miko also spotted him. She chuckled and shouted loudly:
"Lu Ze! You rascal, stop right there! Why do I get stabbed when I'm reading a novel! Give me an explanation!"
Lu Ze was a bit bewildered by her words. He didn't think he had done anything. How could he... Wait... A novel?
He suddenly remembered the news he had heard yesterday: the Yae Publishing House next door was selling the final volume of "Fire Moth: Thirteen Haxors" today. Could it be because of this?
Suddenly, someone else rushed out from behind him. Arataki Itto, unlike his usual jovial self, had a grim expression, and he was holding a book.
"Hahaha, old thief Lu Ze! I pooled Mora to buy this book, and you stabbed me like this! You truly make me... Stop right there! Let me vent my anger!"
Oh no, it's over... This afternoon was destined to be restless. Lu Ze wasn't foolish; realizing something was wrong, he immediately ran out from the front of the pharmacy, his legs pedaling as fast as he could, afraid of being caught.
"Hey! The old thief Lu Ze is here! Hurry up and follow! Don't let him escape! How dare he write a novel like this, do they think we readers are pushovers!"
"Everyone, hurry up and follow! Don't let him get away. If I don't vent my anger today, I'll be letting down the Mora I spent! My Pardofelis! She died just like that! She didn't want to die!"
Within half an hour, the number of people following behind began to grow into the hundreds and thousands.
"Why are you following me? I didn't want to write it like this, but this is the truth! I'm just a narrator!"
But the people at this moment were completely unwilling to listen to his explanation. Today, his only option was to run.