Sitting in the cashier's position, he looked at Levitra walking behind a door.

Peter Parker murmured to himself: "Why do you feel like your boss is weird? Especially when you look at me, isn't it... hiss! It's impossible, the boss doesn't look like that kind of sexual orientation."

He shivered inexplicably, and he felt that the temperature seemed a little cold.

Then.

My eyes were on the grocery store's goods, which seemed to be all very well-made crafts, such as a doll with fine needlework. Why is the doll stuck in the chest with a cross?

A doubt in my heart.

Peter Parker walked slowly over and stared at the rag doll on the shelves curiously.

I was attracted by the price at first sight.

"1,2,3,4,5,6! Six figures!! The price of this doll is actually a US dollar for six figures?! This is clearly a blatant robbery of money!"

He exclaimed.

That's right.

A doll that is half the size of an adult's palm is actually priced at $100,000 in a grocery store. Can people afford it?

Gold inlay is not that expensive!

"My God..."

Peter Parker is now very suspicious whether he has found the wrong job?

It's clearly a black shop!

A rag doll.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Will there be customers coming to this store? I guess they will be scared away when they see this price.

He guessed right.

There is indeed no customer in the grocery store that Levitra runs, because the cheapest items on his container cost $1,000, and the weird doll priced at $100,000 is not the most expensive one.

suddenly--

A strange feeling rose from my heart, and the hair on the surface of my skin stood up. Peter Parker instantly widened his eyes and looked around with great vigilance. This was a spider sensing belonging to Spider-Man!

After looking around for more than ten seconds, I seemed to have found nothing.

Could it be...

"Is this rag doll?"

He said in surprise.

"Is this a mechanism? Or is there a bomb hidden inside? As long as I touch it, it will explode with a 'boom'? It shouldn't be possible. If this is a bomb, why would the boss take it out and sell it? Is the boss an arms dealer?"

“…”

A series of English words spit out from his mouth, and his whole body looked like a machine gun.

Twist and talk nonstop.

Peter Parker stared at the doll on the shelf, and finally couldn't help but feel curious, and poked the cross on the doll's chest.

Poke ~

Poke ~

Poke ~

...

"Hey? It fell!"

He quickly caught the cross that was about to land. Peter Parker did not expect that this thing would be so loose, and he fell off after a few slight pokes.

Just as he was about to insert the cross back, a red light flashed through his originally still doll, painted black and unmoving eyes.

Painted black mist emanated from the doll, and the breath of the entire grocery store seemed to have become cold before, filled with various dark negative energy, which made people feel very uncomfortable instinctively.

An unknown premonition suddenly arose, and Peter Parker quickly threw away the cross.

Quickly backwards!

"What the hell is this?"

He stared at the doll slowly floating with black gas all over his body, and he didn't understand what the situation was. What about the bomb that was agreed upon? Why did the picture suddenly become supernatural?!

Did you go on the wrong set by yourself? Or did you accidentally get the wrong script?

"Ho ho ho ho ho..."

The doll's weird grinning mouth opened and closed, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against each other: "The great necromancer, Orthov, is here, and the humble mortals have not given your soul to the great one...ao!!"

Bang!

A staff with rubies inlaid on the head of a rag doll.

Pick up the cross.

Levitra looked down at the doll that was knocked to the ground, seemingly becoming a little dizzy, and pinched the small cross and aimed it at a small hole.

Just plug it!

Hit the target!

Full marks!

Looking at the cross on his chest dullly, the ugly sound of the doll sounded again, but this time he became a little angry: "It's you, you shameless mage again! You actually fucked me with this thing again!"

The voice became weaker and weaker.

Becoming weaker and weaker.

...

Finally, he returned to peace again and became an ordinary rag doll.

After putting the doll back, Levitra glanced at Peter Parker, who was helpless next to him, and said slowly: "Don't touch the things on the shelves, there are notes on the goods, you'd better take a look."

"Good...good boss."

The young spider swallowed secretly and nodded quickly.

Although he calls himself Spider-Man.

It's the nemesis of the criminal.

A good person on the street.

but……

Faced with this mysterious test, Peter Parker was completely blind.

What Peter Parker, the little Spider, didn't know that all the products on the shelves belonged to the Marvel World, they all came from some unknown third-rate online game, and were exposed by Levitra when he was cultivating immortals and playing games.

As mentioned before, he not only travels through the game characters' attributes.

Even the equipment, props, scrolls, skill books, pets for backpacks...

etc.

They all brought them here.

The strange doll just now was a remnant soul from a middle-aged boss named "Ortov" in the game. It was originally a big boss of level 50, but was blown into a hundred remnant souls by Levitra.

That is to say...

There are about 99 more weird rag dolls like this.

Watching the boss leave yawning.

Peter Parker stared at the doll in fear, and found that the other party had no movement anymore, then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were on a small note below the doll, which contained a bunch of English.

"A soul-devouring doll? After pulling out the cross, throw it onto the enemy within ten seconds. As long as the opponent is not a powerful spiritual superpower (mutant), the doll will devour the opponent's soul. Traveling at home is a must-have for killing people, and it will not leave any leg left behind?"

“Selling price: $100,000!”

"Note: People who are very determined to be in a willpower may not work."

After reading it word by word.

Peter Parker's expression became more and more bizarre. People like him who are academically overbearing have always been atheists and have never believed in gods, gods, ghosts, etc., but this thing is clearly unscientific!

etc……

Could it be that this grocery store is full of such unscientific things?

"Gudong..."

Swallowed.
Chapter completed!