Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"elder brother……"

Even the Blank brothers and sisters, who were always victorious and undefeated in the game kingdom, couldn't help but take half a step back when faced with such a messy and dusty scene.

"That...Mr. Chen Mo, in order to prevent misunderstanding, it's better for me to confirm first... What you just said about cleaning up the store is referring to here?"

"if not?"

Smiling at Kong whose expression began to twitch, Chen Mo bypassed the sundries piled up in the store and continued to inspect the backstage of the store.

It may be because the original boss would come to the store from time to time to see if it was stolen or leaked. Compared with the messy storefront, the backstage of the store is much better.

Although there is still a thick layer of greasy black ash in the corner, and the ceiling is covered with cobwebs, at least there are no other messy things to be seen. A thick tanned cloth curtain divides the entire backstage into two parts, the front and the back , we can vaguely see traces of people who lived here.

Dirty, messy, poor... plus the location of the store itself is far from the edge of the capital city center.

Chen Mo estimated for a while, and suddenly felt that he was a little short on the fifty kilograms of flour.

"Converted and converted, thirty-five kilograms should be about the same..."

In the dark alleyway, the obese boss was struggling to carry a whole bag of flour on his way. Although the heavy weight on his shoulders made him breathless, there was a radiant smile of joy on his sweaty, fat face.

The dilapidated shops that were originally planned to be disposed of at a low price, did not expect to be able to sell for the price of the newly opened prosperous shops, making a lot of money!

Perhaps because of his good mood, the obese boss was walking faster and faster, and he didn't look like he was carrying something weighing fifty kilograms.

"Strange...why do you feel that the weight has become a lot lighter?"

As he walked, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in the boss's mind, but then he shook his head again, thinking it was his own illusion.

After all, when trading goods that have been weighed face to face, how can it be possible to say that it becomes lighter when it becomes lighter? It must be an illusion...

After working hard all morning, Sora finally cleaned up all the sundries in the shop before the sun rose to the highest point in the sky.

"Brother... Come on..."

In front of the entrance of the aisle leading from the storefront to the backstage, Bai Zheng was sitting on a high chair, holding the handheld psp in his hand and quickly operating the game characters with his fingertips, while not even looking at the screen, his eyes fell on the Cheering him up on him.

"Sister, why don't you put down the game console and help brother..."

"Comment...rejected..."

"Did you directly reject it?!"

Kong put one hand on the sundry shelf beside him, his whole body looked burnt out: "Miss Bai, I might die from overwork at any moment now? This is definitely not a joke?!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

When the topic came to this point, Bai seemed to be struggling and moaning in his heart like a battle between heaven and man.

Then she looked away with a sad expression.

"...Brother, it's useless."

"I just don't want you to say that!"

Sora has no doubts, if there is a bed in front of him now, he may fall straight on the bed and pass out at any time.

I basically live a house life without going out all year round, and I rely on instant noodles for three meals... Occasionally, I don’t have enough time to eat instant noodles when I encounter game activities. Liver explosion is also commonplace, and the body has been hollowed out long ago.

"Continuing to work will really kill people...Mr. Chen Mo, are you listening?!"

The eighteen-year-old virgin playing abandoned house with a broken expression on his face, turned his head to look at the man leaning against the front door of the shop, and tried to persuade him: "No matter what you do, you have to relax and relax to maximize it." Be productive... at least, at least leave the rest of the work until tomorrow, right?"

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows."

Chen Mo shook his head, but he didn't continue to embarrass Kong, who had indeed reached his limit, got up and walked to the pile of sundries: "Okay, leave the rest of the work to me."

"..."

As if dazed by the sudden surprise, Kong stared blankly for a few seconds, and then he immediately showed an expression that was so moved that he was about to cry: "Thank you, boss!"

"Even if you call me the boss, you still don't get paid."

Chen Mo raised his hand while talking, and patted on the top of a thick wooden table among the sundries.

boom--!

A loud and slightly dull voice echoed in the shop.

The next moment, under Sora's dumbfounded gaze, the wooden table—along with all the sundries piled up together—exploded into countless dark spots of light, whirled and disappeared into the air.

The seed of divine power inherited from Jian Yulei, another extreme opposite to creation, annihilation.

If Jian Yulei knew that he was doing such a thing with his authority, he didn't know what expression he would show?

After cleaning up the sundries, Chen Mo glanced around at the dirty floor and walls of the store, and the soft silvery white light diffused out from him as the center, making the store look brand new in the blink of an eye.

"This... this is the end?" Kong swallowed hard, and suddenly came back to his senses: "Obviously it can be done so easily, why do you insist on letting me do it?!"

"No work, no food."

Chen Mo didn't even look at him, just walking around in the store casually, with the silver light shining in his hands, a dozen brand-new sets of tables and chairs emerged out of thin air, and within half a minute, the whole store had become like look presentable.

Tables and chairs, aisles, partition walls, floral decorations, carpets, reception desks...

After renovating the storefront, Chen Mo stopped, turned his head to Bai who was staring at him and asked, "Miss Bai, is there any color you like?"

"……White?"