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"So, boss, since that store right there is the best one, no doubt you are targeting it, right?" Feeling proud of his intelligence, Archibald concluded the obvious.

"No, follow me." Denying his assumption with a wave of his arm, Virus sauntered far into the district. The deeper they walked into the district, however, the more lost the four felt.

That was because according to Virus himself, with each step they took deeper into the district, the customer potential also decreased by that much. According to them, Virus was acting completely irrational right now.

Nevertheless, Virus continued on foot until he reached the most distant shop, which based upon Virus' claim itself, was the worst one in the entire district itself.

"We'll rent this one." He mouthed casually as if he was stating the most obvious fact in existence.

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