I open a supermarket with strange rules

After Satan left, Zhao Xiyue had a rare good sleep.

There are no strange things appearing in dreams anymore.

The next day, when Zhao Xiyue woke up according to her biological clock, the sun was already high in the sky outside.

But when the san value exceeded 100, in her eyes, the sunlight was also shrouded in a shadow.

Looking up, there seemed to be some strange creatures floating behind the white clouds. But when she blinked, trying to see if it was an illusion,

The strange, huge shadow disappeared again.

Zhao Xiyue lowered her eyes and looked at her own palms.

An indescribable strange feeling arose in her heart. It was clearly her own hand, but it looked a little strange today.

Illusion?

There was a knock on the palace door, and the nun respectfully asked, "Your Highness, are you up?"

Zhao Xiyue looked outside the door, but suddenly she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness and joy in her heart, "Come in."

The palace gate was pushed open silently.

The nun with golden brown eyes looked at Zhao Xiyue by the window, tears streaming down her face instantly, "My Highness, you... you are finally back. It has been three thousand years. You have been away from us for a full three thousand years."

Tears hit the ground, corroding the marble floor into small pits.

Zhao Xiyue looked at the nun with a half-smile, "Oh? I've been away from you for three thousand years, how come I didn't know?"

The nun woke up as if from a dream.

Her golden brown eyes were instantly filled with anger and contempt, and she put down the plate in her hand heavily, "Eat."

It's like feeding a pet.

Zhao Xiyue said lazily, "I don't want to eat."

The nun was instantly furious. The dry skin on her face began to wriggle and swell like an inflatable doll. "Eat...food!"

Zhao Xiyue, "I don't want to eat."

She looked at the nun, raised her lips and added, "You may not know me well enough. I am mentally ill and I like to hurt myself when I am upset.

For example, chopping off hands and feet, committing suicide. "

The nun's temper was deflated. She seemed to be worried about something, but she instantly regained her calmness.

She put down the plate in a good-tempered manner and said, "Please don't be hard on your body. I'll put the plate down first. You can eat when you feel better.

If we come here at noon and find the plates still like this, we will report it to Lord Michael truthfully."

[Death value +99]

Zhao Xiyue ignored the weirdness of the 12 99s, walked leisurely to the table, sat down, and casually lifted the entire tablecloth.

The exquisite and gorgeous tableware fell to the ground with a clinking sound, and the food fell on the floor, instantly forming a large mass of mixed slime.

The nun's expression changed drastically, and she suddenly became fierce, "I will... kill you!"

Almost instantly, she lost her mind, and her eyes were dominated by murderous intent.

Food is more important than physical integrity.

Zhao Xiyue looked at the series of 99 suicide values ​​in the system and wanted to ask where they got the courage to say such things in front of her.

As the nun finished her words, the nuns, who had swollen to the size of giant dolls, rushed over with knives and forks in their hands, roaring.

Zhao Xiyue sat leisurely, with no intention of getting up, and the moon blade danced with her movements.

The blade formed by pure moonlight was extremely sharp and instantly cut off the heads of the three nuns in the first row.

Three heads with wide eyes fell to the ground, and the headless bodies instantly turned into white ash.

The nun behind was stunned and didn't dare to move forward for a moment.

For the Weird, they have no honor or ideals, but becoming stronger and the fear of death are deeply engraved in their bones.

The death of their three companions shocked them.

Zhao Xiyue still had a relaxed smile on her face. She changed her posture so that she could sit more comfortably on the chair. She looked up at the nuns in front of her and said, "No need to wait. Call Michael over now."

She was just about to talk to Michael when he gave her a pillow because she felt sleepy.

That’s so thoughtful.

The nuns didn't expect that even Michael couldn't control the container in front of him.

They looked at each other for a moment, then left decisively and rushed to Michael's palace to complain.

Perhaps because this place was once a paradise, these nuns still retained some human emotions and thoughts after becoming weird - although most of them were negative.

In their exaggerated descriptions, Zhao Xiyue became a bitch who was willing to hurt herself in order to prevent the Virgin Mary from returning.

When Michael arrived at the palace, Zhao Xiyue had already moved the chair to the window and was sitting in the not-so-warm sunshine to bask in the sun.

"You came."

She spoke calmly, turning back to look at Michael, "I am not the reincarnation of the Virgin Mary."

This is a statement, not a question.

Michael stood in the shadows of the doorway. "It is God's gift to you to be the vessel for her return."

Zhao Xiyue sneered, "This gift is given to you. Do you want it?"

Michael continued, "I can agree to three of your requests."

The three requests of the Vice Prince of Heaven do sound tempting.

Zhao Xiyue looked at him with a half-smile, "How about we switch places? How about I agree to your five requests?"

Michael was silent.

Guang Zhengwei's Seraphim rarely seems to do such shameless things as making others willing to die and give up their bodies.

Zhao Xiyue kept recalling a scene in her mind: Michael did not have the cross of faith on him.

Moreover, the other party was the only creature that had not been polluted into a weird shape that he had seen in heaven after his san value broke through.

The dream suggested that her plan was only one step away from success.

So, she asked playfully, "Even if I ask you to destroy heaven?"

In the shadows, Michael finally raised his head and said word by word, "I can't ask for it."

Those beautiful eyes were filled with hatred and loathing.