I was so scared that I put all my points into health.

Juno, a renowned alchemical metropolis, is teeming with alchemists. Every corner here is imbued with the wonder and mystery of alchemy, where various alchemical techniques have been passed down, developed, and flourished. From towering alchemical towers to workshops hidden in the streets and alleys, everything showcases the city's unique charm.

In this city, alchemical creations are ubiquitous and actively participate in the battles. Colossal alchemical golems strode with heavy, resolute steps, their bodies inscribed with intricate runes and mechanical devices. These runes shimmered with a mysterious light, providing the golems with a continuous source of power. The golems wielded enormous weapons, crafted from alloys meticulously forged by alchemists, possessing immense destructive force. Smaller, agile alchemical creatures, like spirits with their own will, danced in the air, unleashing various elemental attacks.

Blood Mist Scorpion, leader of the Blood Mist Potions Society, this utterly evil creature, brought with him a malevolent artifact that chilled the entire city of Juno to the bone. This artifact exuded a dense aura of darkness, like a demon crawling out of the abyss. When Blood Mist Scorpion activated it, a black beam shot into the sky, causing houses to collapse and the ground to crack wherever it touched. Neither sturdy city walls nor the defensive barriers erected by alchemists swayed precariously under the attack of this black beam. Many ordinary alchemical creations instantly lost their ability to function under the impact of the artifact's power, becoming riddled with holes by its powerful dark energy.

Faced with this critical situation, a mysterious organization—the Dark Star Society—decided to send Night Shadow Assassins to assist in the defense. Like ghosts in the night, the Night Shadow Assassins appeared silently throughout the streets and alleys of Juno. They wore specially made night-clothes that blended seamlessly into the darkness, making their movements virtually undetectable. Each Night Shadow Assassin possessed extraordinary skills and unique combat techniques.

They excel at stealthily approaching enemies and then launching surprise attacks. A Night Shadow Assassin can instantly appear behind a Blood Mist Potion Society henchman, his dagger gleaming coldly, delivering a fatal blow. Other Night Shadow Assassins are skilled in using concealed weapons coated with a special poison that can rapidly corrode the enemy's body and disrupt their magic.

The alchemists discovered the arrival of the Night Shadow Assassins. Although they were curious about these mysterious visitors, they had no time to think about it at the moment. The two sides began to cooperate, and the alchemists used their alchemical knowledge to set up clever traps along the Night Shadow Assassins' path. For example, they created fake alchemical constructs along the enemy's likely route, which would suddenly explode or unleash powerful magical attacks when the enemy approached.

The Night Shadow Assassins, like loyal guardians, silently erected a solid protective barrier for the alchemists. Their eyes, sharp as hawks', vigilantly scanned every blade of grass and tree, not missing a single movement, as if no attempt by the Blood Mist Scorpion to launch a sneak attack could escape their notice. Each Night Shadow Assassin was fully focused, like a taut bowstring, ready to launch a swift counterattack the moment danger struck.

With the concerted efforts of the Night Shadow Assassins and alchemists, Juno's defenses gradually solidified, much like a building after a storm. The defensive line, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse due to the Blood Mist Scorpion's evil artifact, now exuded an unyielding strength, standing silently in the city like a slumbering beast, poised to face any further attacks from the Blood Mist Potions Society and the Shadow Alchemists…

The continent of Elanoel was plunged into unprecedented chaos, like a raging tide breaching a calm shore. The entire continent seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, filled with turmoil and unease. Yet, amidst this upheaval, a few individuals returned to Elparan City as if nothing had happened. To them, the chaos and turmoil outside was like the noise of another world, unrelated to them. Elparan City, at this moment, was like a tranquil harbor, isolating them from the dangers of the outside world.

Fryn dashed into the store, having just finished a busy day and still in her work uniform. Like a nimble deer, she burst into the bustling crowd. In that instant, her appearance was like a ray of light, instantly attracting the attention of several male adventurers.

The male adventurers' gazes were like iron blocks drawn to a powerful magnet, clinging tightly to Fryn. Their eyes were fixed on her, filled with curiosity and amazement. One of them muttered softly, "Who is this cute girl? Where did this fairy come from?" Another echoed with adoration, "How can she be so adorable? She's practically a princess straight out of a fairy tale!"

In an instant, as if receiving a silent command, the male adventurers swiftly surrounded Flint. They encircled her, forming a dense, impenetrable human wall. Flint was somewhat taken aback by this sudden display; her face flushed slightly, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, and she shyly lowered her head. Her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes, her eyes furtively glancing around—she looked utterly adorable.

Just then, Wang Xiaoyi entered the store. At first glance, he saw Fulin surrounded by a group of people. His heart tightened, thinking something unexpected had happened. He quickly hurried over, mentally calculating how to get out of the situation. When he got closer and learned the truth, he couldn't help but smile.

He thought to himself, "Flint's cuteness is a natural advantage!" This idea, like a seed, quickly took root and sprouted in his mind. A shrewd glint shone in Wang Xiaoyi's eyes; he thought, "This might be a golden business opportunity." He decided to make Flint the shop's mascot and brand ambassador, making her the focal point to attract customers' attention.

This decision was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing a huge uproar among the crowd. As soon as the news spread, male adventurers who liked catgirl styles swarmed in like sharks smelling blood. They packed the shop, crowding the doorways and windows, all hoping to catch a glimpse of Fryn. The shop was overflowing with people, both inside and out, all chattering excitedly about her.

There are also some extremely fervent fans of Flynn, for whom she is a unique and supreme being in their world. Whenever these fans gather together, they seem driven by an invisible force, eagerly and passionately discussing Flynn's every smile and gesture. The scene resembles a group of devout believers worshipping a sacred object, solemn and reverent. Their eyes burn with an intense light, as bright and dazzling as the stars twinkling in the night sky, and they continuously express their overflowing love for Flynn. As they discuss her enthusiastically, they gesture wildly, mimicking Flynn's hairstyle, clothing, and movements, as if they were completely immersed in the character they were portraying, as if they were Flynn's embodiment in the world.

At first, Flynn found the adoration she received quite amusing. Seeing her image garner so much affection was like a flower blooming in her heart—an indescribable sense of accomplishment. Every time she saw the excited expressions on her fans' faces as they talked about her, a unique warmth welled up inside her, like a gentle spring breeze. However, as time went on, this feeling changed. Flynn gradually began to feel uncomfortable, as if her every move was being watched by countless eyes, even the slightest slight movement couldn't escape scrutiny. This feeling of being watched from every angle was like a huge, invisible net, tightly binding her and robbing her of her original freedom.

Wang Xiaoyi was an extremely perceptive person. Like a keen observer, he quickly noticed Fulin's little predicament. He thought to himself, "Fulin is the apple of our shop's eye. She's like a dazzling pearl. We can't let her be put in such a distressing situation just because of our shop's business profits." So, he made up his mind to find a way to improve Fulin's current situation.

He first searched around and found a relatively secluded spot, a quiet corner away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd. Then, he gently invited Fulin to sit down and began to talk to her earnestly. Wang Xiaoyi's eyes were full of tenderness, like the warm sun in spring. He spoke softly, "Fulin, I know many people are watching you now. You're like a little star in our shop, our one and only treasure. We all sincerely hope you can be happy and comfortable every day. But I just noticed you seem a little unhappy. Is it because you feel uncomfortable being stared at?"

When Fulin heard Wang Xiaoyi's question, she nodded slightly, a hint of helplessness on her face, like a dark cloud obscuring the sun. She said softly, "I know everyone is doing this because they like me, but being stared at like this all the time really makes me uncomfortable. It's like my whole life is under public scrutiny, and I have no privacy at all."

Wang Xiaoyi frowned slightly upon hearing Fulin's words, a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a moment, as if he had come up with a brilliant idea, he began to explain his thoughts. "Fulin, I think we can take some measures to change this situation. For example, we can put up some signs around our shop. These signs are like silent little guardians; they will tell everyone to maintain a proper distance and respect Fulin's personal space." Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Fulin's eyes, like a star twinkling in the darkness. She thought this idea was truly excellent.

Wang Xiaoyi continued, "Also, Fulin, we can set up a special fan interaction area in the store. This area will be like a little world for you and your fans. However, there will be time restrictions for this area. During the designated time period, everyone can interact with you to their heart's content, such as taking photos together or having a pleasant chat. But at other times, you can relax and unwind in your own rest area without worrying about being disturbed."

Upon hearing Wang Xiaoyi's words, Flint's face immediately lit up with a grateful smile, a smile as radiant as a blooming flower. "Thank you, Brother Ryan. This will probably make me feel much better." Hearing Flint's words, Wang Xiaoyi also smiled with satisfaction. He reached out and gently patted Flint's head, saying tenderly, "Flint, you're our source of joy, just like a member of our big family. We all hope you can always be happy."

So Wang Xiaoyi immediately took action. Like a diligent little bee, he quickly found workers. Working together, he soon set up the signs around the shop. These signs neatly read, "Please maintain a proper distance and respect Flint's personal space," serving as silent reminders to respect Flint's privacy. At the same time, he carefully selected a suitable room in the shop as a fan interaction area. This room was decorated with warmth and comfort, like a joyful little world specially created for fans and Flint. Furthermore, he posted notices about the rules and schedules for using this interaction area in prominent places throughout the shop, providing clear guidelines for behavior.

After these adjustments, Fryn clearly felt much more relaxed. She was able to work and live happily in the store again, just like before. As for the fans, although they were initially a little unaccustomed to the change, they were all understanding people and quickly grasped the good intentions behind the arrangement. Their affection for Fryn didn't diminish because of this change; on the contrary, they respected her personal space even more.