[Mr. Electric Store]
Fang Raon saw the sign and knew that he had co to the right place.
It was one of the more famous electronic stores in the entire gaworld Apartnts. It offered affordable and good equipnt.
[Please, place your ID on this]
In that mont, he ca across the glass doors. The machine on the right was asking for his ID.
It was what Mr. Electric Store was known for, as with this machine, they could make sure that nobody with a criminal record could enter their store.
He pulled out his ID from his wallet, pressed it against the machine, and at that mont, the screen turned green.
The glass doors opened up, and Fang Raon quickly stepped through, and the doors behind him closed.
"Welco!"
The shop clerk shouted.
Fang Raon nodded to the glasses-wearing clerk and moved straight to the back of the store.
There was a wide selection of the microphones, and with his phone, he checked out the reviews of each one.
’There are a couple expensive ones that are apparently not that good. This one is slightly expensive but has really good reviews. I think I’ll go with this one.’
Fang Raon took a box out of the shelf. It was a Series-X microphone. It was a known gaming brand.
With it tucked under his arm, he went to look at the computers, and then he reached a big dilemma.
He didn’t have an amazing dilemma, and each affordable computer for him was quite bad according to reviews.
’However, they only ntion that it is bad for gaming because of the bad hardware, but I am fine with it.
’Why would I need to play computer gas when I have Black Online.’
Fang Raon thought with a wry smile.
He decided on one of the cheap computers, picked it up, and walked to the counter.
The shop clerk used the barcode scanner and then told him the total amount due, and Fang Raon paid for it with a bleeding heart.
"A bag?"
"Yes, please..."
When the shop clerk finished bagging his stuff, Fang Raon walked out of the store, feeling the weight of his decision.
’Hopefully I don’t regret this purchase in the future.’
He thought with a wry smile.
And since there was nothing else to do in here, he headed straight to the elevator and descended back to the 18th floor.
"...Ah."
When the elevator doors opened to the 18th floor, he saw sothing that made his heart skip a beat.
There were thuggish-looking people sitting right at the doorstep of his apartnt. They were just laughing, smoking, and playing loud music.
’Why at my door... God damn it.’
Fang Raon sighed, slowly walked towards them, and stopped right next to them.
They didn’t notice him. Or they noticed him but didn’t care.
"May I enter my apartnt, please?"
Fang Raon asked.
At that mont, they looked over with not-so-approachable expressions on their faces. They acted like they heard sothing offensive.
"Why don’t you fuck off?"
One of them said.
"...Co on, just let enter."
Fang Raon said with a sigh.
He was getting really tired, and he just wanted to get inside and be done with it.
"Haha, are you guys listening to this prick? We aren’t moving, so get that through your fucking skull!"
The person sitting shouted and tried kicking him in the knee, but Fang Raon quickly backed off and kept his cool.
"Alright, damn..."
He shook his head, turned around, and just heard them laugh between each other.
With anger burning in his heart, Fang Raon cald himself down by clenching his fist tightly, and he headed back to the elevator.
[22nd Floor]
He pressed on that button.
The elevator’s doors closed, and Fang Raon leaned against the back wall, trying to calm his racing heart.
’Unfortunately, this is not Black Online. This is real life. If I even tried picking a fight with them, I would get my ass kicked.’
Ding!
The doors opened, and with the bag in hand, he stepped out and just headed towards the convenience store.
Rumble~ His stomach was slightly rumbling in hunger.
He entered the store and heard the familiar "ding" above the door, and the shop clerk turned to look over.
"Welco~ Oh... It’s you!"
The shop clerk said with a smile. It had been a while since Fang Raon had visited this place, after all.
"Hi."
Fang Raon greeted her with a smile.
He was quite familiar with this shop clerk.
She always helped him whenever he ca to purchase food at this shop. Because he was blind and needed so guidance.
"Ah..."
She looked into his eyes and saw that he was looking straight at her, and she didn’t need the crutches to move anymore.
"You can s—?"
"Yes, I can see."
Fang Raon replied with a smile, and the shop clerk bead with a smile, as she was really happy for him.
"That’s amazing. How, though? I’ve never heard of anyone getting their sight back like that."
"Uh... I don’t really know... It just happened."
Fang Raon said while scratching the back of his head.
"I guess good things just happen to good people sotis. What would you like? It’s on as congratulations for your miracle!"
The shop clerk said with a smile.
"I won’t say no to that. I am just hungry, so can you heat up one of those wraps for , please?"
"Okay~"
She took one of the wraps from the display case and put it in the microwave. It humd for a while. Then a beep sounded, and she took out the wraps from the microwave.
"Here~"
"Thanks."
Fang Raon thanked her, took the wraps, and stepped out of the convenience store to sit on the table outside.
He opened the wrapping and took a big bite out of it.
’Those guys will get tired of sitting outside of my apartnt. I’ll just have to think about what to do till then.’
He thought to himself.
When he finished eating, he stood up, walked to the garbage bin, and tossed the wrapping in.
He then looked up at the convenience store window and saw that there was a quite intriguing poster.
[Black Online Tournant - One-versus-One Matches - Register now on the 38th floor!]
’Interesting... The tournant is in an hour’s ti. There is still ti to register. And there is also a cash prize!’
Fang Raon’s eyes brightened.
[1st - 1,500 Dollars]
[2nd - 1,000 Dollars]
[3rd - 750 Dollars]
[4th - 500 Dollars]
’Isn’t this a perfect chance for to cover the expenses of my new equipnt? All I need to get is 4th, and that’ll be enough.
’A better result than that is just extra!’
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