"This is the real myriad world mall. I didn't expect it to be so lively!"
The first merchant of the myriad world mall came again, just in time for the arrival of the transmigrators from the original world. When he saw the endless stream of people on the street, he finally confirmed that this place was worthy of its name.
The sci-fi style decorations dazzled the young sect leader even more. He stood there for a long time before he came back to his senses.
Looking at the wide variety of products in the shop, a trace of confidence flashed in the young sect leader's eyes. He began to choose the items he needed in the shop.
The young sect leader's figure wasn't conspicuous in the crowd, so no one knew that he was a plane merchant.
When he passed by a shop, a trace of joy appeared on his face, and he entered it without hesitation.
