Lin Yu, a quasi-college student, works in a milk tea shop during summer vacation.
His hand speed ranks first in the store, and he earns a monthly salary of 2,800 yuan.
On the last day of summer vacation, she shook her milk tea until she fainted——
When you open your eyes again, you are already in a different world.
Good news: the system appears...
Bad news: People in this world have been drinking Kuling tea for a thousand years and have no idea what "roasted milk, 70% sugar, ice and pearls" means.
So——
The casual cultivator drank the body-tempering Bobo tea and punched the foundation-building stage.
The sword cultivator drank a raw coconut latte, and the sword energy smelled like milk.
The cold-faced handsome guy who came for free lemonade every day, after drinking it... Refused to leave.
Later, rumors spread throughout the continent: Lin Yu kidnapped the youngest genius of the Tianxiao Sword Sect with a cup of milk tea.
Lin Yu bit his straw and shook his head: "Rumors are purely rumors."
Mo Han added calmly from the side: "Well, it's not a cup."
"...?"
"That's three hundred and sixty-five cups. One cup a day for a year."
"Brother?! You actually have the nerve to mention it."
