I open a supermarket with strange rules

Zhao Xiyue asked.

After Michael calmed down, he said calmly, "It's not some kind of tangible substance... but it's like an invisible force."

He seemed to be very afraid of this matter and was unwilling to say more, leaving only one sentence, "Beware of dreams."

After Michael used his divine power to send Zhao Xiyue back to the palace, he left.

Dreams...

Zhao Xiyue thought of the dream she had a few days ago, and suddenly felt a little flustered.

Pollution comes from dreams...

She lay on the bed, simply turned on the system and went on a shopping spree.

Even though the draw had just ended, the remaining balance of his suicide value was still as high as 100,000.

This was unimaginable when I first arrived.

But after actually owning it, Zhao Xiyue didn’t feel much.

Now, she was even glad that she didn't rely too much on the system. Most of the things she bought were props, not other items that affected the soul.

Zhao Xiyue bought out all the red and blue potions that were subject to purchase restrictions.

Then the small tree is transported back to the supermarket.

Various talismans, disposable ghost story props...buy, buy, buy!

Zhao Xiyue was almost sleepy from shopping before she spent all her last points.

During this period, the system pretended to be dead and nothing happened to stop the dying man's final carnival.

After spending all the money, she transferred all the green bills to the supermarket account and left a message to Gu Quan: Cooperate with Lin Yuan and hide the supermarket well.

Gu Quan’s reply came quickly: The items in the warehouse and the green banknotes have arrived, Xiyue, did something happen?

Zhao Xiyue: Don’t worry, just run the supermarket well and wait for me to come back.

She thought about it and sent another message in the group: I will be away for a while, please take care of yourselves. The First City is about to appear, with opportunities and dangers coexisting.

I didn’t expect that everyone in the group was a night owl and none of them slept.

Lin Yuan: Are you in danger? Where?

Lan Ling: I have finished my housework and will go back to the supermarket tomorrow. @Gu Quan, remember to pick me up.

Kagura: The Foundation has been in quite a turmoil lately, and I’m also considering leaving.

Wen Ruoshui: Yueyue, I'm about to leave the dungeon, where are you? I'll come find you.

Wen Ruoshui was the most uneasy, and Mithras could see part of the trajectory of her fate.

"Zhao Xiyue's current situation is very critical, she has found a way out of a desperate situation.

If you can get over it, you will get rid of the shadow and usher in a real new life.

If she fails to cross the river, death is the only thing waiting for her."

Wen Ruoshui was so anxious that he wanted to leave the copy on the spot.

Mithras said with a serious look, "We cannot interfere, this is her own destiny.

If you act rashly, perhaps even that glimmer of hope will disappear.

Don't say anything, don't move, all we can do is watch."

Wen Ruoshui still refused to give up, so she contacted Zhao Xiyue and told her about Mithras' prophecy.

Zhao Xiyue calmed her down and told Wen Ruoshui not to be impulsive, saying that she had a complete plan.

She probably guessed why Mithras said that.

If the Heaven copy is too noisy, or even a war between gods breaks out, it may cause some uncontrollable changes in the Boundless Eye.

That would be a real desperate situation.

She sank deep into the soft bed, turned over and closed her eyes.

Never mind, just go to sleep and get some rest, and we’ll deal with it after we get through tomorrow.

That night, Michael brought the last thing Zhao Xiyue requested.

He did not disturb Zhao Xiyue who was sleeping. He put the thing beside her pillow and left quietly.

Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment and placed a blank scroll into his soul.

This scroll has the power to protect the soul. If consciousness goes smoothly, perhaps it can reincarnate this girl into a real angel.

Zhao Xiyue slept very soundly and opened her eyes on time the next day, full of energy.

The nuns surrounded her, lifted her up on a crystal bed, and walked toward the temple.

Along the way, they were chanting some obscure spells. Zhao Xiyue listened carefully for a while and found that it was a prayer to the Virgin Mary, praying for her to return soon.

And quite pious.

The crystal bed came into the temple.

There seemed to be an indistinct figure sitting on the throne above the high steps. Just a glance at it was enough to make one's eyes hurt.

Can’t look God in the eye.

But...didn't God leave? Who was sitting there?

The crystal bed was lowered.

A golden formation rose up around the crystal bed, and Zhao Xiyue, who was in the center of the formation, suddenly heard a faint cry in her ears.

"Holy Mother Mary, pray for your return."

"Holy Mother Mary, pray for your return."

……

The repeated cries made her soul float higher and higher, and she gradually lost control of her body.

She saw a golden body.

The lines of the golden body were graceful and soft, and the facial contours gradually became clear, revealing a round and compassionate face.

Somehow, Zhao Xiyue knew the other person's identity: the Virgin Mary.

Maria seemed unable to see her and walked towards the call in a daze.

Soul passes through soul.

Zhao Xiyue felt that she was about to leave her body.

The Virgin Mary is coming back.

The golden formation glowed brighter and brighter.

Michael spread his twelve pairs of wings, hovering in the air, looking down at the scene.

Satan deceived Zhao Xiyue, and her soul would not be preserved at all.

The moment Maria entered the body, enormous and unparalleled force came from all directions, trying to tear her soul apart and serve as a harmonizer for the fusion of Maria and the body.

This will allow Maria to master the body faster and inherit everything that belongs to this body and soul faster.

"Yueyue!"

The little tree was crying out in grief, but it was blocked outside and unable to interfere with what was happening.

Zhao Xiyue endured the severe pain, and with trembling hands, she crushed the statue in her hand.

A bright light burst out of her eyes.

Be it Satan, Michael, or the Virgin Mary, none of them took her seriously.

I always feel that an ordinary mortal can't make any waves.

Even if she is a human with godhood and a contracted god.

"So that you will know the consequences of underestimating me."

hum-

The golden formation shattered!