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In countless worlds, mysterious doors appear, leading to an ordinary-looking convenience store. That is, until you see who’s inside.

An immortal cultivator ponders over instant noodles flavor, an ancient demon sips a cola, and a primordial beast carefully holds a bag of potato chips. Beings who could shake the heavens stand quietly in line, waiting their turn.

At the counter, a young man scans their purchases. No one knows where he came from, but all understand one thing. In this store, rules must be followed.

Welcome to the Dimensional Convenience Store, where even the greatest existences must check the price before they buy.

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Dimensional Storekeeper

His mouth opened slightly… then froze.

Who raised a brow and gave two small, expectant nods.

Like: Go on. Say something. I believe in you - but also, I'm watching.

Was this part of the job screening? Was he going to be kicked out if he fumbled the social interaction?

Would he be disqualified from standing behind the holy register?

Hao could guess Yan Zhi was overthinking - but not to the level of full mental trial-by-fire.

Not on food. Not on words. On existence.

On the sheer idea of being perceived.

Classic introvert mode. Shoulders slightly curled in. Half-breath. Eyes darting like a startled NPC.

That tiny nervous chuckle that wasn't sure if it was laughing or dying.

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