God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3776

[Chapter 2738 The past that can’t be let go 2/2]

Luochuan opened another bottle of Coke and drank half of it, and his thirst was relieved a lot.

Soul Lock remained silent.

It seems to be thinking, but also like reminiscing.

The face…well, the face with obvious arthropod features basically doesn’t show much expression.

Luo Chuan left him time to think.

“How was it?” he asked.

Soul Lock took a deep breath and raised his head. His vertical pupils were flat, like the surface of a lake in a gloomy weather, without any ripples in sight.

“Maybe… that’s really my hometown.”

“Then what? What are you going to do?”

Soul Lock was silent.

He looked down at himself.

The alienated and twisted body, and even the soul had been completely transformed. He couldn’t tell whether he was an elf now or a brand new life that had nothing to do with his past self.

From the moment he chose to accept the gift of the Lord of the End, everything was doomed.

But can the past really be let go?

Soul Lock doesn’t know.

“Forget it, you can think about it yourself.” Luo Chuan stood up, waved his hands, and the seats behind him disappeared. “I can’t go there now anyway. I’ve been very busy recently. You have a lot of time to think.” Luo Chuan

left. It’s as clean and crisp as it came.

The black scales have recovered.

The shape with big eyes is waving its tentacles, much like an extra-large jellyfish, except that the main body is replaced by eyeballs, and each tentacle is also dotted with closed eyes.

“Soul Lock, it seems that you are not in a good mood.”

Soul Lock just glanced at him coldly without any reaction.

Now he doesn’t want to fight.

“What, what did the boss just say to you, actually made our great soul-locked leader care so much? Why don’t you say it and let me have fun?” Black Scale’s words were still as aggressive as ever.

Soul Lock took a deep breath and tried to suppress the urge to send this guy to meet the Lord of the End.

“Black Scale, I have a question for you.” He tried to stay calm as much as possible.

“It’s my mother-in-law, if you want to ask, just ask.” Hei Lin said disdainfully.

“…What race are you?”

“Me?” The black-scaled tentacle pointed at himself and let out an arrogant laugh, “I am me, and I am a unique existence! Those humble ants are not comparable to me at all. Qualifications!”

The soul lock blocked his hearing, and he realized that asking Black Scale was a mistake.

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