[Your account ending in 1269 has completed a transfer transaction of 30,000 yuan. Balance: ...]
The starlight was dim, and the chime rang clear.
Leaning against the sofa, Fu Qian set aside the phone he had just turned on and let a stream of familiar yet pleasing notifications pour in.
The Midnight Bookstore still hadn't opened.
It wasn't that his dedication to his work had faded in the slightest. On the contrary, it was precisely out of consideration for his customers that he'd made this decision.
A bookstore open at night wasn't strange, but having the owner sit behind the counter in full armor was more than a little alarming.
Since he'd thoroughly wrecked all the clothes in the bookstore, Fu Qian had thought it over and decided to come back and collect his pay first.
He'd been on this platform for side gigs he could do from home for several months now. Just as the invitation had said, the income was quite substantial.
It still wasn't enough to do much, but it was enough to buy a batch of clothes.
After all, the wardrobe here had taken a heavy hit too.
And after he'd turned into a brute, quite a few of his clothes had become unwearable anyway.
That was why, after his shower, he'd put on a T-shirt and shorts in the same style as the ones he'd worn when he left.
Soon, the notification chimes stopped. Fu Qian glanced over the messages, but didn't pay much attention to his balance. Instead, he picked up his laptop.
Getting paid was one of life's pleasures, of course, but there was another reason he'd come back this time.
During his back-and-forth with Lord Angel Lord earlier, he'd used the Za Warudo Secret Technique.
He hadn't found anything amiss