I open a supermarket with strange rules

Zhao Xiyue frowned unhappily, "Other children are accompanied by their parents, you want me to go in alone and embarrass myself?"

Grandpa and brother quickly shook their heads in denial, "No!"

Of course, Zhao Xiyue was not planning to let these two guys follow her in. After entering the factory, these so-called family members would definitely be a drag.

She prefers her mother and sister, who are weak but easy to control.

As for these two guys.

She smiled gently, "Of course, you don't have to go."

The two weirdos just breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard the witch continue, "Grandpa, your daytime and nighttime wages are 18 green bills in total. My brother's daytime and nighttime wages are 29 green bills in total.

I shall be back soon from my visit, and I hope to see these wages, converted into candies, laid out on the table.

We will share these candies together then."

My brother asked hurriedly, "What about sleeping?"

Zhao Xiyue looked at him in surprise, "How can you sleep at your age?

Look at this shabby house with a leaky roof. You need to work hard to get a newer and bigger house."

"Then you will live in a beautiful house, have endless bread, and eat as much finger-bone bread as you want.

What does it matter if I work harder now? "

Over the years, my grandfather and brother have eaten bread and people, but they have never eaten pancakes.

A round and fragrant pancake.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel longing.

Zhao Xiyue coaxed, "When the time comes, buy Mrs. Mary's bakery and let her make whatever bread you want."

My brother's tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

When they stepped out of the house again, the two weirdos had many more expectations in their hearts.

Highly motivated.

Zhao Xiyue tapped the spirit body of the small world tree, took out a candy and asked, "Little tree, can you purify the rules here?"

After a while, the little tree responded, "Sure!"

A trace of polluting power was drawn away, and Zhao Xiyue ate the candy and frowned.

If her physical condition can be visualized, her full blood volume is 100, and the candy just now added 2 points of blood.

It’s useless, but it’s also useful.

It's useful, but it doesn't seem that useful.

I felt like I was eating a lonely meal.

If this is the only function of candy, then why would the Ghost Story Management Bureau go to so much trouble to collect it?

Zhao Xiyue had no idea what to do. She sighed and after a quick meal and rest, she came to the dilapidated old house where she had agreed to meet Gao Juan.

She first compiled a map based on her vague memory.

The Ghost Story Management Bureau kills anyone who sees something weird.

Gao Juan still has this mother, so naturally she has to cooperate and deal with it.

After drawing the map, Zhao Xiyue took out the newspaper she received yesterday, looking for any missing clues.

She actually found something wrong.

The owner of the chocolate factory is Willy Wonka, but he has rarely appeared in people's sight since ten years ago.

Klaus, the executive president, often represents the chocolate factory in interviews and meetings.

Zhao Xiyue looked carefully and found that there was no photo of Willy Wonka and Klaus in the same frame in all the newspapers.

Klaus, this is a new character that has never appeared before.

Gao Juan arrived earlier than expected. Just at one o'clock in the afternoon, the car bumped along the mountain road and stopped in front of the cabin.

A blonde, blue-eyed woman wearing high heels and professional attire walked in first. Her cold eyes swept around and stopped at Zhao Xiyue. "You're the one who said there was a clue about the chocolate factory?"

"Of course." Zhao Xiyue shrugged. "Absolutely reliable. I hope you brought enough greenbacks."

The blonde woman's lips curled into a stiff smile, "You're not trying to fool me, are you, kid?"

Zhao Xiyue swore, "My brother works as a porter in a factory at night. He brought him up personally. He is absolutely authentic and reliable."

The blonde woman seemed to be unconvinced. "Take it out and let me see."

[Death value +40]

Oh no, this is even weirder than dad’s.

According to the strength classification of the weird world, this weird thing is already on the verge of four stars.

Gao Juan walked in behind her. She glanced at Zhao Xiyue wildly and raised her hand to reveal the bruises and scars on her clothes.

The smile on Zhao Xiyue's face became even brighter. "A stack of all Willy Wonka's old newspapers, and this--"

She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her bosom. "This is a topographical map of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. It's absolutely real and valid."

The blonde woman's face lit up with joy, and she rushed over to grab the map. "It's this road. I went there once ten years ago. It's real."

Zhao Xiyue thought to herself, what a close call, this person actually had been to the scene.

Fortunately, she drew it according to her memory, not just guessing it blindly.

Her face was full of pride, "Of course, this is the only one of its kind, this map is definitely the most complete.

It's only 100 greenbacks, and you won't lose anything."

"Hehe." The blonde woman didn't move, but turned her head and made a strange breathing sound, "Little boy, where is your parents?"

Zhao Xiyue said innocently, "They all went to work, and I came here alone."

She bit someone hard.

The blonde woman said fiercely, "Then go die!"

Zhao Xiyue was already prepared. She dodged to the side, and the moon blade in her hand kept cutting at the blonde woman's neck, stomach, and ankles.

Moon Blade is an S-level talent with extraordinary lethality.

The blonde woman's head fell to the ground.

Gao Juan breathed a sigh of relief and ran over as if she had been rescued, "You scared me to death, you're really awesome.

The skills are great, and the awareness is great too."

Although the three blades just now looked simple, to accurately hit the enemy's vital points during movement, it required not only talent but also hard training.

Zhao Xiyue nodded. She was indeed very aware when playing games like Chicken.

I didn’t expect that the actual combat would be the same and no adaptive training was required.

Gao Juan let her guard down, but Zhao Xiyue didn't. She pulled a bottle of kerosene from her sleeve, poured it on the blonde's head, and lit a fire.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The blonde woman's head, which had originally closed its eyes, screamed violently and stared at Zhao Xiyue with resentment, "I... hehe, I will kill you..."

Before she could finish her words, her head turned into a pool of ashes.

Zhao Xiyue dragged her body over again and burned it cleanly in the same way.

Gao Juan stared at her behavior in amazement. Is this the ruthless person who can destroy two strange stories?

The ashes were scattered.

After Zhao Xiyue finished handling everything, she clapped her hands and said calmly, "Just in case."

In some dungeons, strange deaths will not result in drops. In such cases, you must prevent the other party from pretending to be dead.

She didn't want to be attacked from behind by an enemy who was not yet completely dead one day.

Zhao Xiyue brought Gao Juan back to the car. The blonde woman got out of the car in a hurry and didn't even take out the key, which was convenient for her.

"Show me the way." Zhao Xiyue said with a smile, "Go back to your home."

Gao Juan was stunned and asked, "Why are we going back?"

Tomorrow morning is the open day of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. If we go there now, won't we have to rush back overnight?

Zhao Xiyue smiled and said, "Inherit the estate."

She patted the steering wheel. Gao Juan's family was obviously wealthy as they even drove a car.

The blonde woman died, and Gao Juan inherited the family property. Isn't this natural and logical?

Gao Juan, the person who is inheriting the estate: Still, it is still possible to do this?