Chapter 31 Michael’s murderous intent (second update)

On this day, Lucifer didn't make a penny, it was all about bleeding money, and it successfully aroused these people's interest in the game.

Oh, they don't know this is a game, they call this a trial.

In short, it can be considered a large-scale advertisement. These people who came today will go back and tell their relatives and friends. The advertising effect is no worse than the Eden Daily's evaluation of his store as "should be punished by God".

He saw them all, and some of them were playing cards. Before they left, they made appointments to come back tomorrow. Lucifer felt that the day when he could return to his roots was close at hand.

But before that...

Although it was only around three o'clock in the afternoon, Lucifer just closed the door and thanked the guests.

In the store, tables, chairs, plates and cups were flying in the air. This was the alarm clock cleaning. After all, Lucifer was not even willing to cook, so it was a dream to expect him to wash dishes and sweep the floor.

Michael didn't mind the surrounding environment at all. He sat behind the counter where Lucifer usually sat, holding a book and flipping through the pages. The speed was simply the legendary quantum reading of IQ tax, which normal people can read.

You can’t even read it clearly, let alone remember the contents, but Michael can really recite it for you after reading it like this.

Lucifer can also see it this way, and even most of the books he drew have actually been read, but after reading them, he has no other entertainment activities and can only kill time word by word.

Seeing Michael reading the book like this, Lucifer felt a headache: "Don't spoil it for me."

"It won't be broken," Michael said nonchalantly, "and if it's broken, I'll fix it for you. I want to finish reading these books quickly... ok, I've finished this one too."

Lucifer snatched the book back from Michael's hand: "What are you in a hurry for?"

"I'm leaving." Michael sighed, "There are still many places that I haven't inspected, and I have to write a report when I get back. The time spent here in the Garden of Eden has exceeded the budget."

Lucifer was a little surprised. Are angels so anxious about time?

"And aren't you going to relax the conditions for God's Punishment here in the Garden of Eden? I have to go back and make adjustments quickly. Looking at the state of your shop today, I'm really afraid that the coffin shop will suddenly become rich tomorrow."

Lucifer: ".........it's not that exaggerated."

"..." When Michael heard Lucifer's response, he raised his head and took a deep look at him. There was no smile in his clear blue eyes, just like when he first met Lucifer, as if he had just returned from the battlefield.

With a cold expression, he said, "You..."

Lucifer also noticed something was wrong with Michael, and he frowned: "What's wrong with me?"

Michael is very cheerful when he smiles, but when he is expressionless, he has a very sharp temperament, and it always feels like he will draw his sword out of its sheath in the next second.

He maintained this state and looked at Lucifer for five seconds. Then under Lucifer's impatient gaze, his eyes drifted to Lucifer's hair: "Your hair color has changed."

"……ah?"

Lucifer was stunned.

That's it? That's it? That's all you say as if you're going to slay the dragon?

Although he was complaining crazily in his heart, Lucifer also knew that Michael definitely did not have such a scary expression because of such a trivial matter as his hair color changing, but the specific reason...

Since Michael didn't want to talk and changed the subject, he wouldn't ask. There was a high chance that he wouldn't be able to ask anyway.

Lucifer reached out and took out a handful of hair, took a glance, and found that Michael was indeed not just making an excuse, the color of his hair had really changed.

It was as dark as ink before, but now it looks weird, as if some inferior hair dye has faded, and there is a faint silver light... But if I look closely, the silver light has disappeared and it has returned to black.

"..." What the hell.

[Due to the murderous intent of His Highness Michael just now, your body automatically adjusted to a state suitable for fighting, and the power leaked from the seal, causing the discoloration. 】

"Ah? Did Michael want to kill me just now?" Lucifer was shocked. He only felt that Michael's reaction just now was very wrong, but he didn't expect that Michael was actually releasing the legendary murderous intention towards him.

[…No, it’s not necessarily directed at you.] The alarm clock is actually a bit unclear.

Lucifer was puzzled.

Did Michael take the wrong medicine just now? No matter how you think about it, nothing strange happened before or after his sudden change of attitude?

Forget it, his abilities haven't recovered yet. It's possible that Michael in his prime felt something that he couldn't feel and didn't want to tell him yet.

When he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. Lucifer put away the book and picked up the previous topic: "Then you go back quickly, I won't keep you."

"Yes." Michael responded in a distracted manner, with a somewhat serious expression on his face, "Then I'll go first...just call my name if you need anything."

Lucifer nodded casually: "I understand."

Michael left in a hurry, and the Apple store returned to its former tranquility.

Lucifer saw off a great god and felt a lot more relaxed: "Okay, next is the layout of the chess and card room. You can design a few plans for me."

The tone of the alarm clock is a bit resentful, and no honorifics are used: [You rejected the design plan for the first floor more than fifty times...]

"Don't worry about details like this."

Alarm clock:【……???】

Bah! If you really don’t care about the details, how can you still call back so many times? This should be said!

Regardless of the process, when David Carnegie came the next day, the second floor had been decorated as a chess and card room.

There is a long table placed on the south wall of the room. On the table are some empty bowls, tongs, and several glass buckets with faucets for drinking drinks. Under the long table is a storage area, stacked with plates and

glass.

In addition to the unobstructed tables in the public area, there are also several partitions here. If you don't want to be seen, you can choose to enter the private room.

These tables and chairs are all made of logs, and Lucifer bought them directly from the carpenters on this street. Some are round tables, some are square tables, and the chairs are of various styles and are not very matching.

What? Is the money enough?

The 1,000 silver coins he had worked so hard to save crashed in the high-level pool. Lucifer really didn't have much money left, but he reasoned with the alarm clock.

At that time, after finishing his soda machine, Lucifer returned to the pre-liberation period overnight. He might not even have enough raw materials to buy skewers, but sometimes IQ is money, so he immediately went to find an alarm clock.

"Look, this money was supposed to circulate in the market and create new value. However, it was wasted in your high-end pool -"

[It’s not a waste, you got a soda machine.] The alarm clock emphasized.

"Quiet." Lucifer shut up the alarm clock coldly and continued, "Anyway, they are with you now. Paper money is okay. It is common to wear out every year, but silver coins are rare metals that gave you this world.

The silver on it will be permanently reduced, which will cause some bad consequences, do you understand?"

The alarm clock said: [Just say what you want to say.]

"I mean, you don't really need the money anyway, you just don't want me to... be idle." Lucifer gritted his teeth, "Why don't you just return the equivalent money to me. This part of the money can only be spent here.

The world's spending cannot be used to give you krypton gold lottery, what do you think?"

Alarm clock:【……】

Alarm clock: [That makes sense.]

As a result, Lucifer suddenly became rich. Not only did he get back his 1,000 silver coins, he also got back all the money he had spent in the ordinary pool.

The only regret is that the money can only be used to buy things in this world, and according to the current state of the world, he may not be able to spend it all in hundreds of years, because there is nothing he particularly wants to buy... This makes him even more

I hope the world develops quickly and at least gives him somewhere to spend money!

Therefore, he finally got an opportunity to spend money. When Lucifer, who was sitting on the silver mountain, decorated the second floor this time, he was not stingy with spending money. He bought out the carpenter's inventory. He put hard work and hard work into practice.

The carpenter, who had never been interested in making such fancy things, was so moved that he wanted to come to the Apple store to support Lucifer, a great good man...

In fact, in Lucifer's opinion, the layout is actually very rough. Not to mention the sofa, there are no tablecloths, cushions or the like, because no one usually buys these, and the stock is insufficient. The tailor said that they should be made fresh, rather than just one or two tables.

If you do this, it’s better to leave everything alone.

But in David Carnegie's eyes, it was unexpectedly perfect.

"You are so attentive." Carnegie said movedly, "I can already imagine how prosperous this place will be in the future. Maybe in the future, people from other places will come here to discuss business... The Garden of Eden will become famous because of this.

Get better.”

Lucifer was noncommittal and just introduced it lightly: "In the future, there will be unlimited supply of Coke, coffee and other drinks, as well as French fries, potato chips, popcorn, etc."

Carnegie thought for a few seconds: "Are you going to put it directly on the table on the other side of the wall? The same buffet mode as the tasting party?"

"Yes." Lucifer admitted.

One good thing about the human beings in this world is that they are not squeamish at all and they are self-reliant and have enough food and clothing.

So Carnegie had no opinion.

Even if they spend money, it is natural that no one will serve them. Why bother others when you can do it yourself? How embarrassing! The wise man is already doing charity!

"Then the fees..." Carnegie is now starting to worry about Sage, always worried that Sage will go bankrupt one day.

Regarding this point, Lucifer has already thought about it: "Charge according to time, one hour... 5 silver coins, or is it better to be cheaper?"

Carnegie said without hesitation: "Five silver coins are already very cheap!"

He asked about it. In the past, a cup of Coke cost about 1 silver coin. But with the current exchange model, if you win the 100 copper coin challenge gold once, you can exchange it for a cup. If you keep losing, you have to lose 10 times, which is equivalent to 1 silver coin.

Exchange for a cup.

And here, not only Coca-Cola, but also so many other foods are available in unlimited quantities. If you calculate the prices...

Oh my god, the sage is simply the most kind person in the world!

Carnegie said sincerely: "Sage, you will live a long life."

God, if you want to inflict divine punishment, just do it to me! This sage must not die!

Lucifer: "...thank you."

After opening the door of the private room and taking a look, Carnegie turned to Lucifer and said, "I will bring someone here this afternoon. Please forgive me."

"Okay." Lucifer said, "But it will probably be just you on the first day. I won't be at the long table -"

"No, please arrange it." Carnegie said, "I will bring many people."

Lucifer looked at him in surprise.
Chapter completed!