Fallen Chronicles

Chapter 381 Chapter 381 Why Don't You Let Me Try?

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"The total is 601 yen. Will you be paying by card or mobile payment? Okay, please scan here."

"Welcome! Our store is currently having a promotion. Squid cans, vegetable salads, and many other bento foods have a great buy-one-get-one-free deal!"

"If you need the sandwich heated, you can go over there. There are self-service microwaves. Just select the corresponding button according to the number above!"

"Little one, you can't just mess with these things. Where are your parents?"

"Sorry, today's cooked food is already sold out. Please come again tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go restock in the back warehouse right now!"

Today was Renji's first day officially working part-time at the convenience store. Busy from morning until evening, seeing the customer flow finally gradually decreasing, Renji was finally able to take a deep breath and rub his slightly tired waist.

The other chubby store clerk on duty with Renji now couldn't help but sigh when he saw Renji:

"Bro, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're the first newbie I've seen work this hard."

The chubby store clerk's words were sincere.

He watched with his own eyes as Renji worked nonstop from 9 AM until now at 9 PM. In between, except for lunchtime when he bought the cheapest sandwich in the store and spent three minutes filling his stomach, he was busy the whole time, not even going to the bathroom more than a few times.

"This way I can earn a bit more money." Renji shook his head. After letting his waist rest for a bit, he continued wiping the shelves.

Seeing Renji like this, the chubby store clerk seemed to have something to say but stopped. Thinking back to what the store manager told him yesterday, that a young man from out of town would be coming to work under the table today and to show him the ropes, in the end, he could only cast a few glances of pity and sighs at Renji's busy back.

Although his back was turned to the chubby guy, Renji could keenly sense the other person's gaze on him for some reason.

Renji didn't pay much attention to the chubby guy's attitude towards him.

When they were chatting, the chubby guy had introduced himself. His name was Shota, and he was a top student at a nearby prestigious university. The reason he was working part-time at the convenience store with him now was purely to accumulate social practice hours. He was completely different from someone like Renji who was truly working for money.

With the other person's identity laid out, being a local and a top student, it was only natural to have a bit of a superior feeling. It was quite normal.

Actually, Renji had a pretty good impression of the chubby guy. Although he often slacked off, especially after seeing Renji being so diligent and giving him many tasks to do.

But when Renji encountered things he didn't understand, the chubby guy did properly teach him. When he made mistakes and accidentally charged the customer incorrectly, it was also the chubby guy who rushed over first to help him redo the operation and apologize to the customer.

"Bro, take a break. You see there aren't really any people now. Don't go mop the floor. You can wipe all day but it's still the boss's place. This isn't your store!"

Seeing Renji just finished wiping the counter and about to mop the floor, the chubby guy who had been hiding in the surveillance camera's blind spot playing on his phone and slacking off finally couldn't sit still anymore.

"You don't have a local resident card. With how stingy the boss of this store is, he must be underpaying you quite a bit, right?"

"Yeah, 155 yen an hour." Renji answered truthfully.

When the chubby guy heard it was only 155 yen, his eyes instantly widened. The expression on his face showed even more that Renji wasn't worth it. He immediately said, "155 yen! Only 155 yen! With your work attitude, I thought the boss was paying you 1500 yen!"

"Come, come, come, listen to my advice. Money can be earned again, but health comes first. Rest a bit, rest a bit, bro."

The chubby guy directly got up and pulled Renji over to his slacking spot, wanting Renji to slack off and kill time with him.

For a slacker, having a hard worker next to them indeed made them restless.

Renji was indeed a bit tired. Plus, there really weren't many people in the store. So he also sat down next to the chubby guy.

Seeing that he successfully stopped Renji from working diligently, the chubby guy was overjoyed. He even took the initiative to chat with Renji.

"Bro, do you play mobile games?"

"I don't have a phone." Renji shook his head.

This stumped the chubby guy and made things a bit awkward. The difference in class seemed to be like this. The chubby guy's earlier eagerness to chat also fizzled out. He could only give a few awkward laughs and then continue putting all his attention on the mobile game he was playing now.

Renji had nothing to do anyway. Sitting was sitting. So he started watching the chubby guy play.

The chubby guy was now playing a strategy game that was a combination of battle flags and tower defense.

It was roughly about arranging combat team members of various professions in different positions on the battlefield to fend off wave after wave of enemy attacks.

Renji watched the chubby guy play for about five minutes. It couldn't be said that he was fumbling around, but rather that he had no rhyme or reason.

Especially when the boss arrived and the enemy's offensive was the fiercest, under the chubby guy's command, his combat personnel often ended up in situations where the Calabash Brothers were saving Grandpa, getting strung up by an elite enemy. Or they would only remember to use skills after the enemies had walked past the skill range, wasting several ultimate moves.

However, fortunately, the combat personnel the chubby guy had trained were still up to par in strength. After leaking a dozen or so monsters, with all combat personnel entering a "near-death" state, the chubby guy still managed to clear the level by a hair's breadth, getting a "D-" excellent rating.

This "excellent rating" wasn't Renji's words, but could be seen from the chubby guy's current ecstatic expression.

He slapped his thigh, looking at the words "Congratulations on clearing the level" on the screen, fiercely pumping his fist as if he had won a championship, almost jumping out of his chair.

When people are extremely excited and joyful, they need to share it. When people accomplish something very impressive, they need to show off.

And Renji, the silly part-time worker from out of town who had been watching him play the game, undoubtedly became the chubby guy's best target to show off to right now.

"How about it bro? Aren't my skills awesome?" Shota had a proud look, puffing out his chest. Judging from his flushed red face from excitement to the point of congestion, it really wasn't an act.

Renji: "..."

Seeing Renji hesitate a bit and not getting the praise he imagined, the chubby guy instantly became a bit anxious.

"Let me tell you, this is Miasma Contract! Do you know Miasma Contract? It symbolizes the highest difficulty dungeon in this game! Based on the different modifiers you choose, there are corresponding thirty levels of difficulty!"

"For average players, being able to beat the tenth level of the contract is already very impressive. Those elite veteran players who started when the server opened can barely beat the fifteenth level. And me! I just cleared the eighteenth level!"

"You saw how fierce that last wave of monster hordes was just now, right? Damn, those monsters were densely packed! You have to take care of several battle lines at the same time. You can imagine the value of this! Many people who make videos can only beat the eighteenth or nineteenth level."

The chubby guy chattered on for a while. Seeing Renji still being a bit silent, he only now realized that Renji, this out-of-

towner, didn't even have a phone, let alone understand the tactics, operator layouts, boss monsters, and such that he was talking about. He was basically playing a lute to a cow now.

He didn't expect to show off his skills but not have anyone who could understand him. Feeling a bit regretful, the chubby guy slapped his thigh and sighed with his head down:

"Damn it! Why didn't I screen record on my phone just now! Wasn't my extreme skill play a hundred times better than those strategy guide groups? No, no, I have to play it again. This time I'll definitely screen record and post a guide online!"

Later, the chubby guy restarted several more times.

Unfortunately, in the next few attempts, he clearly didn't have the same divine luck as that previous round. The more he played, the worse he did. Even later on, he couldn't even see the boss's face before getting pushed back by the elite monsters in front.

Seeing his operators get wiped out under his "command" once again, the chubby guy couldn't take it anymore. He was so angry that he felt like smashing his phone.

At this moment...

Renji, who had been a bit ignored on the side and had been silently watching, finally spoke up.

"Um..."

"Why don't you let me... try it?"

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