Hao scanned the last can of Cola as the screen beeped. The group lined up at the dispenser, chatting while their noodle cups were filled with steaming hot water.
That left him alone behind the counter again.
Only then did it hit him.
He hadn't even eaten breakfast.
Hao blinked at the thought. Oddly enough, he didn't feel hungry.
Was that… because of cultivation?
That had to be it, right? Spiritual qi was nourishing his body. Cultivators had this kind of perks all the time.
Qi over food. Cultivate over rice.
Regardless.
He was a cultivator now. That meant he should finally be able to experience the effects of the store's products firsthand.
He leaned on the counter, thoughtful.
Wait… didn't it send people into enlightenment?
What the hell was he supposed to do if a customer walked in while he was spaced out?
Hao stared at the door.
Yeah. No way.
That would be bad.
