Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

The ancient snake was standing where the shopping baskets were stacked, which was very close to the main entrance. At a glance, he could see the remaining six archangels charging towards the store menacingly!

Even the weapons were taken out!

He looked around in panic and wanted to ask the three leaders to come forward to calm down, but who knew——

Because the cross-dimensional signal was not good, Gu Xingyan ran to the stairwell with the optical computer and made a phone call. It seemed that he was talking about the next batch of goods.

Star Map is sitting in the processing workshop in the corner - the outer shell of the workshop is packed into a large gift box, with a small window opened for external communication. There are many gifts piled up in hills around it, making the workshop look even more Mystery and fairy tale.

She had just reached the critical moment of refining the weapon. Even a genius like her could not be distracted at this time.

Datu stood behind the cashier, which was logically the closest to the ancient snake and the entrance, but she seemed to be fine. Countless codes flashed in her electronic eyes, and she didn't know whether she was dealing with 99+ or 9999+ affairs.

She even had the energy to care about Gu She's mood, "Don't worry, the boss has told you before."

The ancient snake paused, then strengthened himself, picked up six shopping baskets, and rushed towards the archangels.

"Welcome to all the archangels - ah!"

When passing through the blind box area, I accidentally tripped over Michael’s figures piled at my feet!

The ancient snake fell solidly, and the shopping basket in its hand flew out of the air and hit the angels with a clatter.

The six archangels moved very quickly, each showing their skills.

Some hooked the handle with their toes, some directly picked it up with one hand, and some only used one finger to hold the corner of the shopping basket and spin it on their fingertips...

The angels turned around magnificently, looked at each other, and walked towards different areas in tacit agreement - taking the shopping baskets with them.

"Eh?" The ancient snake was helped up by Michael in a daze, hearing Michael's apology in his ears.

"I'm sorry, I was too involved in smoking just now and took up the aisle."

The ancient snake looked confused and pointed in the direction where several angels left, "Why do they change their faces so quickly?"

Michael looked at his colleagues and said with a smile: "The light element in the store is so strong, it's hard not to let the angels get addicted!"

Assume that before entering, the energy overflowing from the store was 10. The angels estimated that there was only 50 in it, but who knew it was 1000+!

This concentration is like an alcoholic falling into a wine vat and bees soaking in honey, happy and deadly!

This is actually no accident.

When Gu Xingyan and Xingtu prepared the goods, considering that angels were purely light-attributed, they prioritized adding light-based materials to the first batch to cater to the market.

Angels all like to live in an environment full of light. That is the instinct of living creatures.

Therefore, the reason why most angels can endure the boring life of extreme self-denial in heaven is because they can never find a place with a higher concentration of light than heaven.

As for the boutique store, with tens of thousands of products, the density of light has reached a terrifying level!

It’s so thick that an angel would be drunk!

In such a place, no evil or darkness can exist! Once there is a sign, it will be burned to ashes by the bright truth!

——This was the first thought of the six angels after their cerebellar palsy as soon as they stepped into the store.

Then, they suddenly remembered the sundial and the original intention of this trip. There must be similar practical equipment in the store. Look for it quickly and buy it if you find it!

Mine, mine, all mine!

"Hey, if I don't tell you anymore, I will soon take out the hidden treasure!"

Michael was afraid that someone would snatch his title of "The First Owner of a Hidden Box Series in All Heavens", so he ran back and continued to open his eighty-eighth box of "Voice of China".

"..." Ancient Snake was speechless. He didn't expect that angels are all light brains. As long as there is light, they believe that there is no conspiracy.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, why do the angels keep coming back to life...

He pushed up the lensless cartoon glasses on the bridge of his nose and silently returned to his post, paying attention to the guests, ready to provide help at any time.

Among the seven archangels, Sariel considers himself to have the smallest light brain.

He carried the shopping basket, pretended to make a small circle, and walked around behind the fool Michael. The crowd watched him open four, five, six, seven or eight blind boxes, and they quickly figured out how to play the game.

Michael did not put the figures he took out into the space ring. He planned to put them all in a transparent laser bag and carry them out so that all the angels could admire his new treasure.

Therefore, Sariel roughly estimated the six full bags beside Michael's legs and raised his eyebrows.

"Michael, do you know your sin?"

Michael's hands shook, and just as he was about to tear off the last layer of plastic packaging, he heard Sariel's gloomy and deep voice faintly ringing from his ears.

"Shariel, you scared me!" He stroked his chest and asked, "What crime have I committed?"

Sariel's bangs are so long that they almost cover his eyes. If he had not been chosen by God to become an archangel, he would easily be suspected of being a fallen angel because of his very rare character among angels.

He smiled evilly, "Oh, the crime you committed is called [greed], one of the seven deadly sins.

"You already own dozens of exquisite ornaments, but you are greedy for more. Your desire will continue to expand. If you have the first set, there will be a second set. Now it is just a fine product, but in the future it may be someone else's. Epic equipment! Hehe, by then, even the holy fire will not be able to purify your filth..."

"Ah, ah! Sariel, stop talking!" Michael had goosebumps all over his body.

He is indeed the Angel of the Moon who is responsible for pronouncing sentences on the dead every day. With his chilling tone, the word "regret" will be burned deep into the souls of innocent people!

Michael looked at his "results" for a long time, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and felt that he was really stunned.

"You are right to remind me. In order to make up for my [greed], I chose to use [generosity] to offset my sin."

As he spoke, he pushed the unopened plastic blind box bag into Sariel's hand.

Sariel curled his lips and tore open the package on the spot.

Michael turned around to clean up the mess, threw the packaging boxes and plastic bags into the recycling bin, and finally tried to stuff them all. The six laser bags could barely contain all the figurines.

He was like a self-employed wholesaler carrying a snakeskin bag. He hung six bulging bags on his shoulders, three on the left and three on the right, with his hands holding them underneath.

"What did you draw?" He planned to buy so much today, and there was a whole shopping basket of goods left at the checkout counter.

"Hmm - a bit abstract."

Sariel knew nothing about Chinese musical instruments, and he simply thought they looked good-looking, but good-looking was meaningless in his eyes. The light element contained in it was very little, and it was completely incomparable to the previous sundial.

If he comes to buy, he will never buy a blind box.

Sariel silently marked blind boxes and other products with a cross in his mind.

"Is it guzheng or xun? I feel the weight is very close to these two...oh my God!"

Michael's eyes almost popped out!

“Hidden style!!!”