Supermarkets connect to all realms, it's not too much for a succubus to like me, is it?

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lin Mo swallowed hard and quickly waved his hand.

"Sister, I'm a respectable businesswoman, I don't do this kind of sex work..."

The main problem is that no matter how well you jump, the system won't give you any points!

Lin Mo thought to himself, "This is a bad feeling."

He silently communicated with the system in his mind:

"Zero, what valuables does this guy have to pay off his debts? Ideally, something that can get rid of that 'dog-skin plaster' thing outside the door."

[System search in progress...]

The target possesses "Dream Scales," remnants of illusions that spill out from a succubus during a deep sleep.

[It is recommended to make this exchange to unlock the store disguise module.]

Lin Mo chuckled inwardly, but put on an extremely troubled expression:

"Alright, seeing you having such a bad internet addiction is pathetic. I have a service called 'Universal Connectivity' that can instantly give your crappy phone full signal and let you surf the 5G network without dropping the connection. But, the cost..."

He pointed to a tiny scale on Su Jiu'er's chest that was faintly visible and emitted a colorful black light.

"Hey, little brother, weren't you just acting all serious? What's wrong now...?"

"Stop! I mean, let's trade you your 'Dream Scale'. That thing is like skin you shed while sleeping to you, but it's actually quite novel to me. How about it? You won't lose out on this deal, will you?"

Su Jiu'er glanced down, and without thinking, she pinched the scale between her two slender fingers, and it floated lightly onto the counter, making a crisp tinkling sound.

"Hey! You mean this?! Change it! Get me connected to the internet right now!"

[Ding! 1 'Dream Scale' deducted and converted into a 'Shop Disguise Module'.]

[Loading disguise: The current shop will be displayed as a 'bankrupt, abandoned warehouse with no psionic activity' in external detection.]

The "Night Owl-3" sensor patch has been forcibly fed junk data, simulating a scene where shop owner Lin Mo is snoring behind the counter.

Lin Mo was overjoyed when he heard the system notification.

That Special Agent Zhao is probably staring blankly at a bunch of fake data right now.

"Done, signal is full, enjoy surfing!"

Lin Mo casually tapped the air, and a certain frequency from the system instantly filled Su Jiu'er's phone.

"Wow! It's really full! Manager, you're amazing!"

Su Jiu'er screamed and immediately looked down and started frantically operating the screen, instantly filling the progress bar.

Upload successful! Haha, I'm here in the comments section!

Watching the succubus taking selfies and replying to comments, Lin Mo felt that the beautiful image of the succubus in his heart was gradually collapsing.

His eyes darted around, and his gaze swept over the shelves.

Since we're here, let's rip them off a bit more.

"Ms. Su, when you were recording that video just now, your lip color seemed a little...light?"

Lin Mo, like a strange uncle, went over and pulled out a "Flaming Red Lips" lipstick from under the counter. The lipstick had expired two months ago, but the packaging was extremely bright.

This thing was a five-yuan item that the old man bought from the wholesale market. Because its color was too flashy, it was impossible to sell in the real world.

"What do you know? This kind of aloof aesthetic is just what we demons appreciate."

Su Jiu'er answered casually while scrolling through videos.

"No, no."

Lin Mo lowered his voice, his tone full of seduction.

"This is no ordinary rouge; it's 'Blood Essence Ointment' that I searched for at great expense from the far northern wilderness!"

"Applying this will not only instantly boost your color payoff, but more importantly, it possesses a magical power that can ignite the most intense desires within mortals. A top influencer like you, with this lip color, is truly a 'soul harvester'."

Su Jiu'er's attention was instantly drawn to it.

She took the cheap lipstick, sniffed it suspiciously, and said, "The smell... is weird, it smells like candle?"

"That's because it contains 'millennial whale blubber,' which has the taste of time."

Lin Mo continued to spout nonsense without changing his expression.

Su Jiu'er tried applying a little bit in front of her phone screen, and in an instant, a rich, almost blood-red dark red color spread across her lips.

The color was indeed extremely eerie and alluring. Combined with her fleshy wings and deep purple dress, she looked like a queen who had emerged from the depths of hell, instantly elevating her aura by three levels.

"My God... the color payoff! The texture!"

Su Jiu'er stared at herself on the screen, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"This is so much better than all the high-end brands I've used before! Manager, how much is this? I want one too!"

"Since you're a returning customer, just give me two more 'Dream Scales'."

Lin Mo smiled like a fox that had just stolen some fish.

"make a deal!"

Su Jiu'er arrogantly flung out two scales, then excitedly grabbed her lipstick and ran to a corner of the store, striking various poses to take selfies.

"Guys, does anyone know this?! I discovered a hidden gem of a shop today, and this lipstick is absolutely amazing! Let me show you my current state..."

While bombarding the camera with her messages, Su Jiu'er ran around the supermarket.

Lin Mo was currently crouching behind the counter, taking out a strangely shaped, constantly writhing black mass of flesh from his system space—

That was the containment item he had just obtained from the system lottery, "The Never-Ending Tumor".

He was just about to figure out how to deal with this thing when he didn't notice that Su Jiu'er's shaky phone camera happened to sweep across the area under the counter.

"Look here! Look here! This little shop even has such a great atmosphere in its decor..."

Su Jiu'er didn't even look at what the camera was capturing; she just focused on showing off her "stunning beauty" and then directly clicked the "post" button.

In that instant, the video crossed the dimensional barrier, passing through the "signal bridge" that Lin Mo had just built.

Not only was it uploaded to the social media platforms of the Demon Realm, but the high-frequency psionic energy fluctuations it emitted also rippled through the radio waves of the real world.

"All done! Store manager, I'm going back to my live stream now. Remember to reserve some good items for me next time!"

Satisfied, Su Jiu'er put away her phone, gave Lin Mo a flirtatious wink, and then transformed into a wisp of purple smoke, disappearing into the thick fog once more.

The supermarket returned to silence.

Lin Mo stood up and dusted off his hands.

Before I could even marvel at how efficiently the deal had been done tonight, the piercing alarm bells of the Zero alarm suddenly rang in my mind.

[WARNING! Abnormal data leakage detected in a specific frequency band!]

[Because the video posted by customer Su Jiu'er contained high-resolution images of 'containment objects,' the keyword filtering system of the 'Anomalous Phenomena Management Bureau' has been triggered!]

Although the "Night Owl-3" sensor patch was interfered with, its backend system, through comparison of high-frequency signals received from the internet, has already located the video recording coordinates!

Lin Mo's smile froze.

He slowly lowered his head, looking in the direction Su Jiu'er had just filmed, a few black lines hanging down his forehead.

"Hey lady, don't you blur your face when you post your vlogs?!"

Almost at the same moment, at the end of the street, the black SUV that had disappeared suddenly drifted, its tires screeching against the ground, emitting a pungent, acrid smell.

Zhao Qinghan sat in the driver's seat, staring intently at a blurry video captured on the tablet.

on the screen.

Lin Mo, the seemingly ordinary college student, was holding a wriggling black lump of flesh in his hand, his eyes cold and deep, a stark contrast to his cowardly demeanor just moments before.

"Lin Mo... I've found out!"

Zhao Qinghan floored the accelerator, and the car sped towards the supermarket that was faintly visible in the thick fog once again.

At this moment, Lin Mo was leisurely taking a sip of Red Bull, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed roller shutter door, and he sighed softly.

"These days, public servants really aren't given any time to rest..."

The voice just fell.

A hand wearing a black tactical glove was already pressed against the edge of the roller shutter.