She's a Passerby, But Can See the Protagonist's Halo-Chapter 97

Lu Chen quietly observed the young couple sitting calmly in the spacious VIP lounge. Whether it was the newly upgraded snack bar corridor they had just passed through or this VIP reception room, which clearly didn’t belong to any existing technology on Earth, the expressions of Yan and Zhu Jue were far too composed.

The pair of jade-inlaid couple rings still rested in Lu Chen’s hands, yet they now felt unbearably hot to the touch. His head dipped slightly, not daring to meet their eyes just yet, afraid he might catch a glimpse of their mocking gazes—though, for now, that was only his imagination.

"System, say something!" Lu Chen urged inwardly.

"Reply to the Dimensional Host: The system can currently only detect that the VIP clients possess high spending potential."

Hearing this, Lu Chen froze. "So, you’re saying they aren’t hosts from other dimensions?"

Before he could relax, the system continued:

"The Dimensional Host’s current authority is Level 3. The system shares the same level as the host. If a higher-level dimensional host is concealing their identity, the system cannot detect them."

Lu Chen: "…"

"So, you can’t detect higher-level dimensional hosts. You can’t confirm the couple’s identities either."

His eyes flickered as countless thoughts raced through his mind.

When he first obtained the dimensional system, Lu Chen hadn’t assumed he was the only lucky one in the universe.

Especially during the "Dimensional Host" tutorial, he had learned firsthand about this unique profession.

Take his home planet, Earth, for example—still rooted in modern technology, not yet advanced into the cosmic stage of dimensional civilization. As a host, he was among the lowest-tier, yet also the one with the easiest path to sudden wealth.

All he needed was to find the right dimension and the right goods, then play the role of a cross-dimensional middleman—buying and selling between worlds. Leveling up this way was fast.

Especially since he had chosen the "Snack Bar" function—meaning his dimensional store could stock just about anything, buying and selling without limits.

Besides the snack bar, Lu Chen remembered that new dimensional hosts could choose from many options: dimensional farms, dimensional hotels, dimensional restaurants, and more.

But whether it was farming, cooking, or hotel management, specializing in any of these required personal skills.

And Lu Chen? He had none of those. So, he’d played it safe and picked the snack bar—fulfilling a childhood dream.

Back then, his decision hadn’t been made lightly.

The dimensional system had warned him: choosing the "Snack Bar" path meant breadth over depth. Specializing in a single field, like running a dimensional restaurant, made it easier to access higher-rated dimensions at low levels. Using ingredients from lower-tier worlds to impress high-tier diners was a quick way to level up.

Many hosts who specialized in single-function dimensional businesses—farmers, restaurateurs—loved scouring smaller dimensions for rare ingredients, raw materials, seeds, and the like.

Different hosts had different temperaments. In occupied dimensions, the polite ones might ask permission before taking anything. Others barged in, grabbed what they wanted, and left—sometimes even wreaking havoc.

Then there were the top-tier dimensional hosts, rumored to have grown bored of high-tier worlds. Some loved slumming it in lower dimensions, disguising themselves as locals to experience "authentic" life. Others took perverse joy in teasing fledgling hosts.

Now, recalling this part of the tutorial, Lu Chen couldn’t help but compare it to the couple before him.

Thinking back, Yan and Zhu Jue had been different from the moment they stepped into his dimensional snack bar.

They were his first customers. And when he’d stocked up on interstellar-era snacks—like those mind-bending Mistberries—they’d accepted it all without batting an eye, buying everything without question.

At the time, Lu Chen had chalked it up to their open-mindedness. Later, when he learned they were students at Bin University, he’d rationalized it further: top students could adapt to anything, right?

Since then, the couple had become regulars, always the first customers every month.

In fact… his snack bar’s door had sought them out.

Lu Chen had never quite figured that part out. Compared to his other customers—some timid and reverent, kneeling before him as if he were a god, others wary yet fawning—this couple had always treated him with easy familiarity.

Every visit felt like meeting old friends. They moved through his snack bar with more ease than he did.

For this very reason, Lu Chen had a particular "soft spot" for young couples. They were around his age, so there was no generation gap, and conversations flowed more naturally. He didn’t have to put on airs, making them rare clients he didn’t need to overperform for.

When the couple first suggested using the convenience store as a loophole for studying, Lu Chen had simply thought, "The minds of top students are truly terrifying."

But now, a new realization struck him.

There was an obvious detail he had overlooked all this time.

The chain-adorned glasses perched on Lu Chen’s nose weren’t just for show.

Ever since he unlocked access to two different dimensions, one of the upgrade rewards he received was a skill called "Customer Hint Display."

It allowed him to see certain details about customers who entered his store—names, professions, backgrounds, or even a brief hint. This was how he managed to navigate the challenges of running a business in the post-apocalyptic dimension with more confidence.

The skill could be toggled on or off. Currently, it was installed on his left lens, alongside the newly acquired "Customer Potential Scanner" on the right.

A tap on the left lens revealed the hint display, while the right showed a customer’s spending potential.

Back in his home world, modern-day Blue Star, Lu Chen rarely activated the hint feature. He considered it a test of his observational skills—a way to hone his ability to read people through their mannerisms and deduce information on his own.

He didn’t know if this dimensional system would vanish one day, so he wanted to master the art of social interaction and reading subtle cues himself, rather than relying on external aids.

But in unfamiliar dimensions where supernatural forces existed, Lu Chen had no choice but to depend on the system’s assistance.

Now, gloved fingers brushed lightly against the left lens as he focused on the couple sitting across from him.

[Scanning current customers…]

[Customer Hint: Just an ordinary couple. Nothing special.]

Lu Chen: "…"

"System, don’t you think this hint is a little off?" he asked inwardly.

"First of all, they attend this world’s top university—that’s not ordinary. Second, they’re both talented and good-looking. How is that ‘nothing special’?" he argued.

The hint’s dismissive "nothing special" felt like a blatant cover-up!

In journalism, there was a saying: the fewer the words, the bigger the story.

And this couple’s hint was by far the shortest Lu Chen had ever seen. Back in the post-apocalyptic world, he’d been bombarded with information—customer abilities, juicy gossip, even niche preferences.

But now? The hint display was utterly useless against these two.

[No further hints available at this time.] The dimensional system responded.

Lu Chen’s suspicion deepened. There were only two possibilities:

One, the couple truly was as ordinary as the hint claimed.

Two—and far more likely—his current skill level couldn’t reveal more about them. Either his rank was too low, or theirs was too high.

After all, Lu Chen had dealt with S-rank superhumans in the post-apocalyptic world. Even the most powerful figures there couldn’t evade the hint display. So how could this couple?

Carefully, he handed the ring back to them. "Good clarity. A pair like this would easily go for a small six-figure sum."

Yan let out an indifferent "Oh," confirming the estimate was about right.

Lu Chen had casually quoted the price of an average jadeite ring, but his gaze was loaded with meaning.

"Ordinary," the hint claimed?

Yeah, right. Not even ghosts would believe that!

Secret operatives, ghost kings, wood-element superhumans—Lu Chen was certain these were entirely different domains.

One belonged to a classical supernatural-fantasy dimension, the other to a superhuman world. There was no way that silver bell bracelet and this jadeite ring came from the same universe. The power systems would be a complete mess otherwise.

Unless… they were from the real world?

No. There was only one conclusion.

Based on Lu Chen’s limited understanding, these two artifacts had to be sourced from separate dimensions. And the only ones capable of that were dimension lords themselves.

Playing dumb? Absolutely playing dumb!

Back when he was still a novice dimension lord—before upgrades, before remote artifact scanning, before unlocking new skills—he’d been completely fooled.

The couple hadn’t even bothered hiding much, probably assuming he’d never notice.

Now, Lu Chen recalled their first visit to his dimensional convenience store. They had seemed genuinely startled and awkward at first, but that act had dropped suspiciously fast.

Tch. Couldn’t even keep up the pretense for more than a few minutes!

Though perhaps their initial surprise had been real. At their level, they likely never expected to encounter such a "complete rookie" like him.

Despite their efforts to blend in, the cracks were there. Being labeled "ordinary" yet holding VIP status was contradictory in itself. Add his inability to scan them properly, and the truth was obvious.

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Still, one thing puzzled Lu Chen.

"System, do you think they’re just being mischievous, or are they here on a cross-dimensional trip to mess with newcomers and relive their youth? Was there some ulterior motive behind them coming to my place to study before?" Lu Chen’s mind was in turmoil. He had always seen the two as just an overachieving, competitive couple, but now he wondered—what if their earlier "bug-exploiting" visits had a hidden purpose?

Even the fact that his cross-dimensional convenience store refreshed its stock monthly, with the couple always being the first to arrive—could they have orchestrated that? Maybe they just wanted to check out his store’s inventory as soon as possible.

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"The abilities of high-tier dimension lords are beyond my reach. What if they have some hidden agenda on Earth? I wouldn’t stand a chance against them. They seem nice, but appearances can be deceiving, and my warehouse supplies are limited. Could they just… take over this dimension?" His thoughts raced with questions.

"Dimension Lord, please rest assured. While the system cannot detect high-tier dimension lords, I can confirm that every dimension lord must be a native of their own dimension. High-tier lords may enter, but they will inevitably be suppressed by the local dimension’s rules," the system replied.

"But the beginner’s guide mentioned cases where high-tier dimension lords invaded and caused chaos. How could they do that if they’re suppressed?" Lu Chen pressed.

The system paused briefly before responding. "There are indeed rogue high-tier dimension lords who use special methods to infiltrate lower-tier dimensions, bypassing the suppression."

Lu Chen’s heart skipped a beat. "You mean like those demonic possession plots in xianxia novels? I’m a native of this dimension, so if a malicious dimension lord wanted to invade, they’d have to… possess me?"

The system reassured him, "Dimension Lord, there’s no need to worry. Your dimension is a low-tier, technology-based one. Even if a high-tier dimension lord came here, there’d be little to gain—just tourism at best. And they’d need to maintain a good relationship with you."

Lu Chen: "…So we’re not even worth their time, huh? What do you mean by ‘maintaining a good relationship’?"

"Cross-dimensional lords are already bound to other dimensions and don’t belong here. Even if they enter in ordinary bodies, they’ll face rejection. As the local saying goes, ‘a strong dragon cannot suppress a local serpent.’ Outsiders need your help to mitigate the dimension’s suppression and absorb its essence," the system explained.

In that instant, Lu Chen had an epiphany.

He got it. He understood! He saw the light!

In simple terms, foreign dimension lords needed a local connection.

So that’s why Yan and Zhu Jue had lingered in his store all day, studying and refusing to leave—they were using him as a "recharge point" in this world! And showing up first every month? Just another way to "renew their stay," absorbing traces of this dimension’s essence through minor transactions, pretending to have its permission so they could keep living on Earth!

Now it made sense. The couple truly meant him no harm—no wonder they’d always been so friendly.

If they really were high-tier dimension lords, they were practically his seniors! Even a little advice from them could be invaluable!

Lu Chen smiled at them. "New stock just arrived. Want to take a look?"

High-tier dimension lords! Please take me under your wing, buy everything, and spoil me rotten!