That familiar book review was deleted by Qidian himself. I originally wanted to deceive myself as a person who wrote it himself...

In addition, is it the low point of recommendation votes after every vote request? Is this hint to me?

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Morning is not the best time to visit supermarkets, because all kinds of discounted prices or even half-price products usually only appear in every corner of the supermarket in the evening or at night. Of course, there are also many people who are inexperienced or indifferent to this kind of thing. Compared with the busiest time when the supermarket is before dinner, the supermarkets are now deserted.

"Noodle instant noodles, instant noodles...ah, I found it!" Yan Ye found what he wanted in the supermarket's goods rack. Although he is not the kind of person who likes to eat instant noodles, he cannot spend a lot of time cooking in the current form. Compared with the unchanging hamburger, instant noodles have at least many flavors, which is better than nothing.

He picked up a pack of instant noodles of each flavor and put it into the shopping basket. Yan Ye just wanted to leave, but suddenly turned his head in confusion and looked behind him: "Hey? berserker?"

This may be the first time Beserker communicated with him. It is not right, and this time it cannot be considered communication. Beserker simply shared the sense of crisis with Yan Ye.

Yan Ye suddenly realized what this sense of crisis means. It is only a server that can defeat the server, so it is only a server that can make the server feel the crisis.

"How is it possible? Here?" Yan Ye felt the hairs on his body erected.

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"Saber, how about this?" Alice Phil picked up a delicate black cross pendant and shook it in front of Saber.

"Cross? Alice Phil is religious?" Saber asked in surprise.

Alice Phil shook his head: "How is it possible... the magician is the most standard non-faithist." Alice Phil replied as she played with the pendant, "When did saber see the cross full of Bibles? It's just a small decoration."

Suddenly, Alice Phil's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new world, and he picked up another cross that was exactly the same but had black letters on white, and said excitedly: "Saber, come on. Are these two pairs apart? I'll leave this, how about giving this to Kiritsugu?"

The white Alice Phil and the black Emiya Kiritsugu. Saber suddenly felt that this was unexpectedly consistent with the two people in the real world. Saber nodded slightly.

"Hey, I'll just say it, that's the decision." Alice Phil put these two things in the shopping basket and said a little regretfully, "But there is no blue one, otherwise you can give Saber one too."

"Ah, me? I won't need it." Saber was surprised that Alice Phil would want to buy a gift for himself. He was just a servant. Even if he gave himself a gift, he would soon disappear after the end of the Holy Grail War, and such a gift would not be able to be taken away.

"Well, Saber is also a girl, and she will have something she wants to buy. If..." Alice Phil wanted to continue talking, but was frightened by Saber's sudden blocking in front of her. She asked tentatively, "saber?"

"It's a servant. Alice Phil, please stay by my side and don't move around." Saber has not changed into conceptual arming. There are some scattered ordinary customers not far away, so Saber is not good enough to do it here.

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"rider! Where are you going? Didn't we go to several supermarkets just now?" The Weber boy is no longer sleepy now. It's not that his sleep has been fully supplemented, but that another feeling called "tired" replaced "sleepy". From the morning when rider decided to go to the supermarket, they have almost strolled all the places in the city that can put a plane to sell things. Whether it is a supermarket, department stores, or even some large specialty stores.

"I said rider, haven't I told you? Fighters are not for sale in such ordinary cities, right?" Weber complained again.

Rider turned his head confidently and said, "Did you forget what the salesperson at the first store we went to said?"

"Huh? So that's it..." Webber recalled that when they went to the first store, rider did complain to the salesperson because he didn't have the things he wanted to buy.

"At that time, the salesperson should have said, um...'We don't sell such things here, but there may be some in other stores.'"

"Right? So you can't give up, boy. 'Never give up' is also a part of the domineering."

"Ha?rider, you took me around all morning for this reason." Weber once again felt the powerlessness of the dimensional disorder, "I said, don't you think that person is perfunctory, rider?"

"Ah?! That's right..." rider actually started to think, "It's true that this possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Can't you think about this kind of thing from the beginning? What does it mean to think about it now!"

"Ah, but if you don't do it, you can't be sure if he is cheating on us."

"What's there to be sure about this kind of thing! It's obvious that he's just perfunctory to us!"

"Well, don't imagine others so maliciously. You see, there is still a family there? Maybe what I want is there?"

"Ah? You guy doesn't care at all what I said? No matter how you look at this store, it's exactly the same as the previous ones. Even if you go in, you won't be able to gain something!"

"Don't say that, isn't this store much bigger than the previous ones? Maybe things like fighter jets are not necessarily sold only in such large stores. Let's go, master." Rider said and walked towards the supermarket, completely ignoring Webber's dissatisfied look behind her.

Weber lowered his head and murmured: "My clear, it's just a servant... The reason why rider is like this must be because he doesn't have the ability to talk to him... Damn, even my own servant, I can't control it...Web Wervet is a person who can't control his own servant."

"Master, what are you muttering here?" Rider's voice suddenly rang beside Webber.

"Ah!" Webber straightened his back in an instant, scratched the back of his head, and smiled in a very fake voice, "No, nothing. Aren't you going to that store? Let's go, go quickly." As he said that, Webber began to strode towards the store that he had refused to approach a minute ago.

Behind him, rider smiled and touched his chin, and said with satisfaction: "I'm so inferior. It's not bad, I deserve to be my master."

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Chapter completed!