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Dragon City.

Young Runfa Era Supermarket.

“This supermarket is ridiculously shabby,” Ye Fan muttered as he opened the door. A cloud of dust rushed into his face, making him cough.

He’d just graduated from university this year. After months of hard work, his boss had gone bankrupt and fled, leaving him with a small shop as compensation for unpaid wages.

But the place was a mess.

“Forget it, let’s clean up first.” With no time for complaints, Ye Fan swept the shop from top to bottom.

Given the current job market, graduation was akin to unemployment. At least his boss had left him this little shop to make a living.

Checking the expiry dates on the goods, he found that almost everything was out of date, except for a few items like instant noodles and bottled water. There was also a pile of assorted snacks, mostly edible.

It was clear these snacks had been stocked recently.

“Incredible—he could afford new stock but not pay his debts!” Ye Fan grumbled as he hauled the snacks out, planning to separate the edible from the expired and toss anything past its time.

Looking around, he couldn’t find a suitable storage spot.

Finally, a peachwood box caught his eye.

“This’ll do for now,” he thought, tossing all the snacks inside, layering them one after another. After a long bout of busy work, he’d finally tidied them up.

“Next, I’ll sort out the instant noodles…” Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed something amiss.

The box was only so big, yet he kept putting things inside and it didn’t fill up.

Could there