120 The Perfect Eye of the Thunder Gun Magazine

Recently, the business of Feng Zhi Dan Heng Ammunition Store had been taking a dive. Two tall, slender, attractive cowgirl sales assistant NPCs were lounging in boredom by the payment counter, their expressions blank.

"Welcome! Oh, boss. It's you."

Their faces lit up when they saw what appeared to be a customer walk into their shop. However, after realizing that it was their boss Feng Luo, their faces turned despondent again.

"Woah, what's with the long faces? Am I not welcome?" teased Feng Luo.

Both of the NPCs had pretty good AI, so as long as you asked them questions that were within their scope of understanding, they would react just like any other human.

"No, boss… It's just that our business has been really bad these few days," said the slightly taller sales assistant.