
What should I see! How can I look around? I can't even move!
Ackerman's students were trembling, a sign of his inner struggle, He saw the bookstore owner's friendly and warm smile and seemed to feel deep-rooted ridicule and malice.
The bookstore owner saw her as if she was a helpless doll caught in a trap. The more the owner watched, the more enthusiastic he was.
This guy must have seen my disguise a long time ago!
Ackerman assumed that the bookstore owner was unconscious when he cleverly pretended to be a regular customer and said that he was "just looking around".
The owner of this bookstore cynically replied with "Please and have a look."
This meant that he wanted to see fear and helplessness in the eyes of these offenders. The meaning can no longer be implied— This is an unadorned threat!
Don't you want to just look around? Please see. I'm not gonna stop you. You can't move?
Sorry, it's just my pet who's been acting up unintentionally. Ackerman had never experienced such humiliation before. He could have easily been killed, but the owner of this bookstore had ulterior motives!
But unfortunately for Ackerman, it was helpless no matter how hard he struggled even to move a muscle, the blood vessels in his temples bulged out and his eyes were completely red. It could be said that he used every ounce of strength throughout his body.
He swore that if under normal circumstances, the power he was using right now was enough to crush the entire neighborhood of the bookstore into dust in a single blow.
However, on the outside, the current scene looked like he was frozen on the spot, staring at the rose without moving in the slightest. He was limited by formless power and could not move, what was even more frightening was that Ackerman felt himself 'wasted'.
Whatever he had in his soul was currently being 'stepped' greedily by the rose eyeballs. As an analogy, Ackerman felt as if he was a gelatinous dessert, which was originally hard inside his plastic container. But now, the cover had been torn and he was sucked out.
It was an abstract sensation, but it was completely bone-chilling. Worse, Ackerman was unable to stop it and was also unable to maintain what was absorbed.
Therefore, he finally understood that it was not the aether or any formless force that prevented him from moving. Therefore, his strength did not decrease, nor did he experience any resistance. What stops him in his tracks is that power in a spiritual sense.
'The eyes' of the roses tell him this— "Don't move!" And thus, he completely stopped moving.
What's that thing?
Ackerman fear. As he stared at the rose, his emotions went from anger to fear, before turning into total helplessness. Within this short span of a minute, Ackerman understood the meaning of absolute despair, He could not have imagined that he would remain in this state until he died …
The physique of a Destroyer rank hunter would only allow him to survive for three months without food and water. By the time he actually died, Ackerman felt that he would only feel relieved after being released.
The owner of this bookstore is truly a demon who likes to play tricks on people's hearts! Ackerman wailed silently in his heart.
Davey's excited today.
The seeds she had planted had sprouted into an extremely beautiful red rose after seven days, Flowering after a few days did not seem right. Moreover, roses grow into shrubs but the seeds grow into a single stalk that is strange. However, the elf woman said it was a valuable specimen, so it was only natural that it had its own distinctive features.
Today, many people grow plants and shrubs as a hobby, but it is difficult to ensure these plants grow well. This type of flower is fast growing and easy to cultivate which can be a selling point.
No one said it was a rose. Maybe it could be another species that looks a little similar.
The second reason to improve Davey's mood is new customers, No visits from repeat customers in recent days nor any new customers. It was as if the bookstore had returned to its old, desolate state from before.
Although a relaxing day like this isn't bad either, who wouldn't want there to be a lot of people handing out chicken soup and occasionally earning money?
However, although a large number of people have been attracted to the area due to the gas explosion incident, Davey's bookstore still remains cold, lifeless.
Even the audio store next door sees more business, but not a single customer has been seen here yet. This made Davey begin to wonder if he should continue his bookstore renovation. Actually, he always fought for this renovation.
Yet…
The lack of renovations will make the store unable to attract customers. The lack of this business meant that he could not make money to pay for renovations.
It's a vicious circle!
Well, but is it okay because no customers are coming now?
As long as he can develop this relationship, money will be available to take, Davey is happy to welcome this new customer and maintain his usual enthusiastic attitude like a warm spring day.
Even if the customer says he is just looking around or if he has no desire to buy anything, Davey needs to think of a way to instigate it.
As Davey racked his brain, he suddenly discovered that this customer who was just looking around had actually been stopped next to the counter for some time.
A little curious, he turned his head and asked, “Hai, is there something you are thinking about? Aren't you just looking around?”
The customer did not answer and his gaze was still glued to the table, Davey followed the customer's gaze and found him looking at his potted rose.
Davey enlightened and reached out to pull the flower to himself, which was the best bright spot in the bookstore. Chuckling, he asked, “Do you think I also have a very beautiful plant?”
He specifically tilted the plants to face outwards so that customers could see this beautiful scene better.
His bookstore was a bit rundown to look at, but thinking about it differently, if a place like this had such beautiful flowers, the effect would definitely be more shocking than a luxurious place.
It seems that my efforts were not in vain!
Thundering…
As the pot shifted, Ackerman's gaze with the eyeball suddenly broke. As he was released, Ackerman exhaled sharply and shuddered. Then, his eyes widened and his face turned pale as he looked at the flower now right in front of the bookstore owner. The eyeballs on the flowers rotate several times before retreating back to the petals.
Due to adequate lighting, Ackerman can see into the flower buds at the time the eyeball is pulled in. At the moment of the split, he had seen a bunch of writhing and dense eyeballs…
Ackerman even wondered if he was hallucinating from injecting himself with too much dirty blood. However, when he looked up and saw the bookstore owner's warm smile, he knew that it was not a delusion but a true hell.
Ackerman took a deep breath and replied, "Beautiful, what a beauty..."
All of a sudden, he no longer wanted to reach the Corrupt rank evaluation, nor did he have any desire to find Wilde again. His desire and ambition had disappeared. All he wanted right now was to sink onto the sofa and ponder the meaning of life.
Davey smiled as he watched the customer express his admiration for his rose. “Thank you for your appreciation. I'm sure it'll be fun, too.
Everyone has a soul. Respect for plants and flowers is one form of romance in life.
Moreover, the young elf woman specifically said that she also had thoughts. Even if he was just toying with the young lady's heart, he would still have to act like a mysterious salesman.
—So if one day comes when the young elf woman comes back and sees how her gifts and good intentions are appreciated, she will feel appreciated ... And maybe he'll have another one for his customer base?
See, the money-making path has to be built over a period of time.
'The smallest detail can determine success and failure' is a very true saying.
“...” After hearing what was said, Ackerman felt a chill inside his body as he recalled the scene he had just witnessed.
Not only did the owner of this bookstore like to play tricks on people's hearts, he even looked very friendly with this 'flower.
Even the black magician Morphey who broke many taboos at most only adored resurrected dream creatures as extraordinary creations, yet he would not treat this kind of loathsome monster as a human!
What exactly is the owner of this bookstore?
Ackerman's eyelids twitched as he suddenly guessed sensibly. Perhaps, the bookstore owner was not a human either?
What if she and the 'rose' were of the same species, it was just that she had a 'human' layer of skin'? Doesn't that make sense?
Why couldn't Ackerman sense an etheric aura? Why did the owner of this bookstore have such a vile and twisted character? Why is he so strong... That was because the one standing in front of Ackerman was just some sort of higher life form. But, does the Truth Society not know?
The cursed Truth Society had used him as cannon fodder!
Wilde had the ability to use this place as a hub but Ackerman felt he was sent here as an offering!
“Heh...heheheh.
Ackerman laughed coyly, thinking that the bookstore owner was pleased with the praise for his 'bunga'. So, he said the opposite of what he actually felt. "I'm just telling you the truth."
Davey saw the expression of his new customer turn pale and thus shifted the pan to the side. "You seem a little unwell, how about sitting down first?"
Damn it, the bookstore owner seemed to realize something was wrong. Ackerman hurriedly shook his head. "No no no no. I'm really fine..”.
Davey frowned. "Thul? Don't force yourself.”
He thought that this customer always performed strongly. Even if he was tired and almost fainted, he would never show any signs of weakness to an outsider. From the looks of it, this new customer seems to be typical of the adult working class in their 30s and 50s.
Working-class adults at this age will probably have parents and young children to look after, wives at home, and bosses at work. It is not uncommon to have a sense of crisis as they approach middle age while still reluctant to part with their youth. This is a period in life that can be very stressful.
Moreover, this customer seemed to be a busy person who had come to see the location of the explosion, yet without any particular purpose, he could feel perplexed.
Obviously, this is a customer who desperately needs guidance. Therefore, Davey smiled kindly and said, “Don't worry, sit down. There is no one else here so you will not be seen by anyone else. There is no harm in telling me about any unpleasant issues you may be facing. I'm pretty good at uncovering people.
Unloading...unloading people?!
Ackerman's entire body stiffened and he felt something bad would happen if he didn't sit down, Is there anything else that upset him?
Of course because he wanted to know this bookstore but was instead ambushed…
But can he say this? Of course not!
Wouldn't he really unravel if he admitted all this?
Are you not happy? Then let me open your heart (physically) — The implied meaning of the bookstore owner is very clear.
Facing an even simpler threat, Ackerman could only nod his head in embarrassment and hesitantly sit on the only other bench in the bookstore.
Davey knew that he had succeeded on the first step as he looked at the customer hesitantly sitting down. However, having a customer with this kind of personality express his deepest thoughts would be a rather difficult task.
He had to take the initiative and investigate, as if opening the hard shell of the oyster bit by bit to reveal its soft interior.
Davey folded his hands and revealed his usual professional smile. “It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Let me guess, this is about your development, right?”
'Repair yourself' like 'do you have a problem'. Both are specific phrases from Davey.
As long as one does not suffer from depression, any ordinary person will inevitably seek a form of self-improvement on many levels.
Many will call themselves 'trash', 'useless', or 'worthless vagabonds', but in reality, some hope, no matter how small it may be, will remain in their hearts.
Even those with delusions of grandeur also want to improve certain aspects to realize their dreams, be it learning new skills, or raising their standards.
Even changing a small flaw, figuring out something, or simply solving a question can also be considered self-improvement.
And if you look deeper, the scale of self-improvement can be limitless.
This customer was clearly confused and his entire attitude was the archetype of someone currently stuck in trouble.
This phrase is an appropriate remedy and Davey does not believe that it will not be effective.
Ackerman's pupils contracted and his breathing became heavier. He knew that I was trying to evaluate the Broken rank?
No, it would be weird if he didn't know…
If this is the case, he probably knows that I have taken Wilde's gift with the intent to stage an ambush here.
Ackerman had no idea what the bookstore owner's motives were, Ackerman could have died many times during his 'flower' full minutes if the bookstore owner wanted to kill him.
However, the bookstore owner did not move and instead started chatting with Ackerman as if there were other intentions.
"I've given up." Ackerman decided to tell the truth.
“They just use me and treat me as a disposable tool. I just saw it now. This kind of structure sounds fair, but in fact, the tall and mighty still look down on people like us.”
His tone was full of self-mockery.
In the end, black magicians, Truth Union scholars, and other extraordinary beings all looked down on the hunters who borrowed the power of dream monsters.
Our own desires tame the filthy blood!
Davey nodded while thinking hard. Ah, so. That's pressure from the boss …
This customer was looking for a promotion or a raise, but he was often urged by his superiors, resulting in a tired look at knowing his place in society. After being confused, he finally walked into the bookstore.
All possible thanks to destiny.
Davey looked at this customer. "Have you thought of finding another way forward?"
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