Ling Ping'an walked to the bookshelf. Very easily, he found a book that the customer would definitely like.
"Pretty Girl Warrior"!
This was the favorite of countless girls!
It was a story about a group of adorable beautiful girls waving magic wands to destroy evil in the name of the moon.
Speaking of which, this comic book was also the only set of foreign comic books in Ling Ping'an's shop.
It was a representative work of the cultural export of the Fusang Kingdom!
The animation adaptation had been popular in more than half of the Federal Empire more than ten years ago!
When he was very young, Ling Ping'an's aunt would hold a magic wand every day and say, "I want to destroy you on behalf of the moon!"
Therefore, when she started to take charge of this bookstore, she bought a batch of original "Pretty Girl Warrior" comics. The Fusang Kingdom and the Federal Empire had the same language and language. Other than the language being different, the characters were the same.
Generally speaking, Fusang, Xinluo, Siam, Jiaozhi, Lanfang, and other kingdoms within the radiation range of the Federal Empire all used the language, calendar, and even laws and systems of the Federal Empire.
After all, only a fool would put aside the mature global language and make their own set.
Wouldn't that increase the difficulty of oneself?
Therefore, even though it was the original comic, it was used in the Great Xia language.
Holding it in his hand, it was heavy. There were at least a few hundred pages!
Because it was the original animation from more than ten years ago, there were very few of them on the market.
In the entire Jiangcheng City, Ling Ping'an was probably the only one who had it!
It couldn't be helped. It was the era of the mobile Internet.
A niche product like Fusang's animation could no longer attract people.
Children nowadays watched hot-blooded animations produced by the local people!
No one waved a magic wand and shouted from the roof of their house, "I will destroy you on behalf of the moon!"
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an still felt a little nostalgic.
Fusang's animation was also a memory of his childhood.
"That customer probably hasn't seen it before..." he thought, "He will definitely like it!"
After all, the audience of this kind of shoujo comic was the ignorant girl like that customer.
Holding these four comics, Ling Ping'an began to walk back.
Walking to the customer who was drinking tea, Ling Ping'an handed over the comics in his hand, "Customer, take a look..."
"I specially chose this for you..."
"I think you will definitely like it!"
Well, other than feeling that the positioning was suitable, the most important thing was the price!
The original price of this set of original comics was 128 yuan!
Now, on some auction websites, it could be sold for more than six hundred yuan!
Of course, that was an auction. The actual price was around 300-400.
… …
Ran Bing listened to the footsteps behind her.
She looked up and saw the book being handed to her.
It was different from the previous Gun Spirit.
The book didn't look any different.
Even the cover looked very ordinary. There was only a young girl with her face turned away, looking up at the sky.
But …
Ran Bing took it, and the moment she touched the page,
Whispers could be heard in his ears.
"Saya … Saya …"
"Saya … Saya …"
"My lovely daughter …"
"My kind daughter …"
"Mommy loves you …"
It sounded like a warm and sweet nursery rhyme, a nursery rhyme written by a mother who loved her daughter deeply.
But …
Ran Bing could only see blurry and distorted figures amidst the low murmurs.
Countless terrifying monsters.
There was also the deepest terror and the ultimate ominous!
When the song gradually stopped, the young girl on the cover suddenly turned around.
She looked at Ran Bing and smiled sweetly. Her smile was like that of a beautiful woman.
"You … take my place and be a good daughter of Mommy!" She smiled sincerely and cutely.
She stretched out her hand.
Ran Bing could not help but stretch out her hand as well.
The two hands met in the air and held each other tightly.
"Remember!" The young girl said brightly, "You must not anger Mommy!"
"Otherwise, Mommy will be angry!"
She grinned. Her white teeth, one after another, were extremely sharp.
Countless flesh sprouts and black smoke emerged from her body.
Ran Bing looked at it, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.
The young girl suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Four big words appeared on the cover.
"Song of Saya".
Just looking at the title of the book, Ran Bing was in a daze.
She knew that this was a book that recorded all the secrets of a monster named Saya.
If one could read it, then the reader would inherit everything of Saya.
Become the daughter of a great existence!
Don\'t ask why one would become someone else\'s daughter after reading a book!
To these terrifying great existences.
Bloodlines were nothingness, and genes did not matter.
Souls and willpower were the only ones.
They themselves did not know what kind of descendants and heirs they would give birth to.
Ran Bing trembled as she opened the first page of the book.
A strange picture assaulted her face.
It made her dizzy, her mind absent-minded, and she almost collapsed!
She immediately closed the book.
Her current strength was not enough to read it.
At the very least, she had to cultivate the spear spirit to the fourth form!
Turning the void into reality. With the blessing of the spear spirit, she was qualified to read the first few pages of this book!
She took a deep breath, then looked at the owner of the bookstore and asked, "Sir, what\'s the price of this book?"
"Although a collector\'s edition like this is usually more expensive..." the owner said, "But... since it\'s you, it\'s 300 yuan..."
The fire in his eyes slowly swayed.
Ran Bing knew that she had taken a huge advantage!
Because, this book, this Song of Saya, she would soon be qualified to read it.
Moreover, reading it would make the spear spirit stronger.
The strength of the spear spirit meant that she was strong.
Therefore, with this book, she would have enough confidence in the future, saving the world, and even restoring the world!
At least!
She could open up a safe area for the survivors on the ground!
Let the elderly and children have a safe environment.
It would also make the so-called Divine Cult of Light, which was most likely a religion controlled by an umbrella, unable to bewitch and enslave the people!
This was Ran Bing\'s only dream at the moment!
Therefore, she bowed deeply, "Thank you so much!"
"I really don\'t know how to repay you!"
Ling Ping\ 'an looked at this rich second generation who suddenly bowed at a disagreement. He was stunned, but he was used to it.
Almost all the customers who came here were a little abnormal.
But overall, the customers were good people.
Therefore, Ling Ping\ 'an smiled and said, "You\'re too polite..."
"Next time, just bring a few more customers for me!"
Yes, go back and bring your friends, especially those who like comics or reading books, to my bookstore!
Ran Bing listened and nodded solemnly, "If there\'s a chance, I will!"
As long as she obtained permission, she would look for companions when she returned.
… …
He watched as the customers disappeared into the fog.
Ling Ping\ 'an looked back at the time on the wall. It was almost ten o\' clock.
"Let\'s go to sleep after watching the news..." The young bookstore owner held the three hundred-yuan bills in his hand and sat down at the counter happily.
He counted the bills and was very happy!
Tonight's deal was the biggest one he had made in a month.
"As expected, doing business still requires a heart-to-heart relationship with customers!"
"Only sincerity can win customers!" The young bookstore owner muttered to himself.
"Similarly, I should also put this spirit into writing!" His gaze became firm, "I should write something that readers like to win over readers!"
Thinking of this, he turned on the television.
… …
Ran Bing walked in the fog.
The flashlight in her hand shone on the fog.
As she walked forward, the Song of Saya in her arms sang softly.
"Saya... Saya..."
"Saya... Saya..."
In the song, the football logo above her head floated again.
Thus, she successfully passed through the wall of light.
Countless monsters turned to look at her.
Countless whispers spread in the fog.
But...
Ran Bing couldn\'t hear or understand what these things were saying?
She could only hold the flashlight and continue forward obediently.
Suddenly...
An identical bolt of lightning appeared in the fog in front of her.
It was also a flashlight.
The lightning hit the fog and illuminated it.
Ran Bing couldn\'t help but turn the flashlight and shine it at the other party. At the same time, the other party also shone the flashlight at her.
A slim, plump, and charming figure was indistinct in the fog.
Was it a human?
Ran Bing couldn\'t help but say, "Hello!"
A beautiful and moving female voice came from the fog, "Hello!"
She walked over.
It was a girl that even Ran Bing couldn\'t help but swallow her saliva.
She was about 172 centimeters tall, and her tight black combat suit outlined her perfect figure.
There was no emotion on her small face that was as beautiful as a peach blossom.
She looked extremely cold!
"I\'m Han Li... the major general of the United Nations Security Council!" She stretched out her hand.
"Ran Bing!" Ran Bing stretched out her hand. "The deputy captain of the A1 floating city adventure team!"
Two pairs of eyes confirmed each other through the fog.
Now, for the first time, they confirmed a fact that they had always suspected before. This fog was the entrance to countless worlds!
It might even be connected to different space-time!
"I just finished paying tribute..." Ran Bing said.
"I\'m planning to pay tribute!" The girl named Han Li said.
Then, she asked, "How\'s your world?"
"It\'s terrible!" Ran Bing said, "But I\'m working hard! I\'ll make it better! "
Ran Bing remembered the Old World that she had heard of.
The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the world was peaceful and prosperous.
A girl like her could go to work, study, and fall in love without worries.
Until the disaster came and everything changed.
She looked at the other party and asked, "What about your world?"
The girl\'s eyebrows furrowed slightly. "My world... is also terrible..."
Ghosts and evil spirits were still wreaking havoc in countless lands.
The gravity of the Abyss was pulling the world toward the end of the world.
The future and hope of the entire world were on her shoulders.
But …
She smiled like a flower. "I\'m changing everything!"
Donglin City, Linhai City …
Millions of square kilometers of land were safe!
The demons were heavily injured!
The development of psionic power was being popularized, and arcanists would slowly appear.
She believed that one day, a floating city would rise in her world!
"Come on!" Ran Bing said seriously.
"Come on!" Han Li also sincerely wished her well.
"If there\'s a chance..." Ran Bing looked at Han Li and said, "If we can meet again..."
"When that time comes, let\'s talk about our respective worlds!"
"I hope our worlds can be restored to their original state!"
"Yes!" Han Li nodded. "I hope our worlds can be restored to their original state!"
Thus, the two girls parted reluctantly.
One walked back the way she came.
The other walked toward her destination.
… …
Han Li looked at the girl who was getting further and further away and gradually disappearing without a trace.
She took a deep breath.
She worshipped and admired the ruler in the fog even more.
"What a great existence that is..."
"He extended a helping hand to one world after another..."
"We should all thank him!"
Without him, Han Li knew what the world that gave birth to her would be like?
The Abyss would devour it.
Everyone would not be able to escape the calamity!
Thus, she held a bottle in her hand.
It was a cloud of mist contained in a thin glass bottle.
Now, she finally had the feeling of paying tribute!
The feeling of pilgrimage!
… …
Looking at the news on TV, Ling Ping\ 'an started to yawn out of boredom.
"The latest news from this station, the Fusang Kingdom announced that starting from the fifth of this month, all tourists from the Federal Empire who enter the country will be subsidized..."
"Every tourist will receive a consumer voucher of 5,000 yuan..."
"It can be used to compensate for the hotel expenses and buy all kinds of goods..."
However, Ling Ping\ 'an was drowsy when he heard this.
Because this was the basic operation.
Every election season, Fusang and Xinluo would start to make their presence known.
What was the point of subsidizing tourists?
Back then, the people of Xinluo even gave away free concert tickets.
The most popular groups and celebrities in Xinluo also started to hold concerts and meet-and-greets.
The tickets were basically given to the federal voters who were willing to go to Xinluo.
It was for one thing -- canvassing votes!
As for why the Federal Empire did not care about such blatant interference in the internal affairs of the Federal Empire?
Because...
In a broad sense, from a certain point of view.
Especially from a traditional point of view.
Fusang, Xinluo, Lanfang, Cochin, Siam, and other kingdoms were all part of the world!
Under the old tributary system, they were called vassals.
Now, they were called 'good-neighborly and friendly cooperative partners'.
So...
Of course, they had the right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Federal Empire!
The people of the world cared about the affairs of the world!
This was their legal right!
Both the Datong Party and the Gonghe Party recognized it.
They had no choice but to recognize it!
This was a tradition! It was also a culture!
Turning off the television, Ling Ping\ 'an yawned, walked to the door, and pulled down the shutter.
He was too sleepy!
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