Global Collapse

Chapter 817: Chapter 781: What Do You Think This Ugly Photo Reveals About the Author’s Thoughts and Feelings?

"Are you the chief of this Game City, and this whole building is yours?" Gu Mian finally understood why Slaughter wanted him to find this person for help.

Moreover, Crazy Tower Chief had to help.

Slaughter directly dropped himself, this ticking time bomb, into Crazy Game City, and Crazy Tower Chief would definitely do everything possible to prevent him from exploding in the Game City.

Thinking about this, Gu Mian looked up at the ceiling of the room: "If such a big building exploded, the damage would certainly be significant, right?"

Crazy Tower Chief’s face visibly turned red, clearly not from embarrassment but from anger causing blood to rush to his head.

"I didn’t know... I didn’t know Slaughter at all before yesterday! Okay, we did know of each other’s existence, but that was it. We had never met or spoken before!"

Really?

Gu Mian silently thought, when Slaughter introduced Crazy Tower Chief, he said, "I have a friend in Crazy Game City." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Seems like this "friend" was a title temporarily given by Slaughter. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

At this moment, Crazy Tower Chief continued his endless chatter:

"Honestly, the NPCs in Game City are not familiar with those Upper Class People. Even though Slaughter is considered a relatively normal Upper Class Person...

"So when he called me yesterday, I was indeed surprised. The Upper Class People sometimes call us in Game City to place orders, but they usually call the store manager directly. Therefore, when he called my photo studio yesterday, I felt something was wrong;

"I thought of countless possibilities, but I never imagined he would throw you—this hot potato at me, and an enhanced version at that!"

Wherever Gu Mian went before, it was always chaos, with Evil Ghosts wailing.

Now that Gu Mian had acquired a wish-fulfilling buff, the scene was even more like a hell on earth.

"Slaughter said you’re taking your Blast Team to participate in some show hosted by the Upper Class People, and he asked me to find you an identity suitable for participating. I’m already contacting my friends, just hoping you don’t roam around in my mall before I get this sorted, and certainly don’t come up with any brilliant ideas in a heat of the moment."

It’s clear that Crazy Tower Chief truly detests Slaughter. The moment Slaughter’s name is mentioned, Crazy Tower Chief’s tone becomes filled with gritted teeth.

Gu Mian had no doubt that if Slaughter were in front of them, Crazy Tower Chief would definitely rush up and strangle his neck.

At this time, a phone suddenly rang, bringing the nearly collapsed chief back to some level of sanity.

Gu Mian glanced over and saw the caller ID displaying "Toy Goose Special Items Factory."

"Toy Goose Company also manufactures special items?"

He knew Toy Goose had a food processing plant, but it was the first time Gu Mian heard of a special items factory. It seemed the company had a diverse range of businesses.

Crazy Tower Chief glanced at Gu Mian warily and pressed the call button to answer the phone.

"Hello, is this Crazy Tower Chief? The identity cards you ordered from us yesterday have been made. The courier is delivering them to you right now and should arrive at the Game City shortly."

A young man’s voice on the other end made Gu Mian a bit concerned.

Crazy Tower Chief ordered identity cards from Toy Goose yesterday? Just the name suggests it serves the same purpose as the "Human Skin Mask" in TV shows, exactly what Gu Mian and his team need now.

It seems Slaughter’s call yesterday had a significant intimidating effect, forcing Crazy Tower Chief to order identity cards overnight.

"Alright, alright, I’ll go get them right away."

"But your Paradise’s NPCs have always had little interaction with Upper Class People. Why the sudden order for so many disguised Upper Class identity cards? Is it to go see that show six days later?" the young man on the phone asked.

The NPCs of the Low-Dimensional World have always been hostile to Gu Mian, so Crazy Tower Chief couldn’t say it was for Gu Mian. He could only evade by saying it was for himself and his friends to watch.

"Besides those Upper Class identity cards, you also ordered a lower-class identity card. Is it for you or a friend to personally experience it?" The voice on the other side sounded suspicious.

Crazy Tower Chief wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead: "I do have a friend who wants to experience... Ah! I suddenly have something to attend to, goodbye!"

With that, he hurriedly hung up the phone, then rubbed his forehead in distress and looked back at Gu Mian: "The identity cards for changing your identities have arrived. I’ll go get them now, and I hope once you have them, you’ll leave immediately to join that damn show!"

After saying this, Crazy Tower Chief quickly unlocked the door and left, as if unwilling to stay with Gu Mian for even a second longer.

Outside, 007 and his group were questioning Doggie Doll about Crazy Tower Chief’s identity, and turned to see him coming out.

"Ah! The chief has come out. Did the chief see the big bad villain today?" Seeing Crazy Tower Chief come out, Doggie Doll excitedly jumped up and handed him a wanted poster, seemingly giving out Gu Mian’s wanted picture daily regardless of whether others had received it before.

Everyone present already had an average of one picture of Gu Mian in their hands.

Mingliang looked at the wanted poster in his hand, feeling both surprised and honored. It was his first time having someone forcibly hand him a special item.

Crazy Tower Chief didn’t stop walking, holding onto the wanted poster with a grim expression, heading towards the escalator.

Doggie Doll watched his back, with a perplexed expression on its fluffy face: "This is the first time I’ve seen the chief in such a bad mood."

Just then, it heard the sound of a door opening behind it again, and turned to see a man with a guitar case emerging from the photo studio.

Seeing someone it hadn’t seen before, Doggie Doll immediately got excited, jumping up and eagerly handing the man a flyer: "Sir, see the big bad villain, see this big bad villain."

Big bad villain?

Gu Mian curiously raised his hand to look at what was handed to him. It was a very familiar wanted poster, with a very familiar ugly photo on it.

Gu Mian: "..."

He looked at the wanted poster and then at Doggie Doll, whose expression grew increasingly puzzled.

He had now found the homesick wanted poster creator.