C3275 CHAPTER3275 MENTAL DIVISION

"Yes!"

"Not bad."

Sam Moreels nodded, maintaining a casual demeanor. As a shop owner, he had to keep up appearances. Constantly laughing wouldn't suit his role.

"Really?"

"But I feel like I'm playing terribly!"

"I can't even get past the seventh level..."

"I have no idea how many levels are left..."

"Hey, you're the shop owner. Did you create this game? You must be really good at it