With the system in place, Kim Haru wasn't worried about Hwa Jian doing anything shady. All the vegetables on the shelves were bound by the system, and once the shop was in "closed" mode, no one except Kim himself could take anything out.
If anything suspicious were to happen, the system would alert him right away.
By the time Kim Haru returned to his small wooden cabin, the sun was just about to set.
In the simple chicken coop, Little Nugget and Sir Peckington were already fast asleep. Kim Haru peeked at them quietly—one big and one small, nestled against each other with their heads tucked into their chests, making them look like nothing more than two fluffy balls of feathers.
...He wanted to squeeze them.
