Free Web NovelChapter 818: Chapter 782: The Hospitable Crazy Tower Chief: Wanting to Refuse but Unable to Resist Gu Bengbeng
Seeing the Doggie Doll’s expression getting more and more blank, it was obvious he’d also recognized who was standing in front of him.
Earlier, in order to reveal his identity to the Crazy Tower Chief, Gu Mian had ripped off the "Holy Disguise Item ’Eight Characters’ Moustache" stuck on his forehead and stuffed it into his pocket, so now everyone could recognize him.
stared at the Doggie Doll’s stiff face, and she actually saw a hint of pallor on that furry mug.
This Doggie Doll really knew how to read the room.
Before seeing Gu Mian, he’d hated him to the core, running around everywhere spreading his ugly photos and recounting his insane deeds.
Now that his enemy was right in front of him, he shrank his dog head back from the bottom of his heart, casually dropped the wanted posters in his mouth on the ground, and said, "Time’s up, I should go home for dinner."
Then he spread his four short green legs and bolted, running like crazy back the way he’d come.
But how fast can a dog doll really run?
He was soon chased down and caught in Gu Mian’s hand.
Gu Mian looked at the dog doll curled into a ball in his hand, pretending to be a lifeless toy: "That ’Wanted Poster of the Ugly Mr. Gu’ was your masterpiece?"
The wanted poster even had the author’s name on it, and the signature was Doggie Doll.
The dog doll in his hand played dead, motionless, as if he’d truly become an inanimate toy.
At this moment, Dai Huanhuan, who’d been watching the show from the side, suddenly felt this dog doll looked familiar. He stepped up and studied it carefully for a while, then recognized who it was: "Isn’t this one of the clerks from the ’Twelve Twelve Happy Dolls’ shop?"
Twelve Twelve Happy Dolls?
Gu Mian remembered he seemed to have heard about this shop somewhere before.
After thinking for a bit, he finally managed to dig the name out of his memory.
"I remember, I saw that shop on your NPC Street."
Back then it was that fortune-telling man who’d pointed out the shop to him, telling him the shop had more than a dozen employees, and because they couldn’t pay the rent, they’d had to go hand out flyers in Game City.
He hadn’t expected the flyers to be this kind.
Gu Mian glanced at the wanted poster with his own ugly photo printed on it in his other hand.
The Doggie Doll had clearly also recognized Dai Huanhuan, who had exposed his identity. It glared fiercely at Dai Huanhuan with its button eyes, as if accusing him, but still didn’t dare move its body.
Dai Huanhuan went on, "That shop specializes in making dolls, and there are twelve toy employees inside. This Doggie Doll is one of them;
"Their original shop was also in the lockdown zone. Later it got affected when the forbidden zone collapsed, so they hurriedly left and went to NPC Street to open a shop."
After listening to Dai Huanhuan, Gu Mian understood why this Doggie Doll hated him so much.
The forbidden zone collapse had been caused by him alone, and this unlucky Doggie Doll had been forced to abandon their original shop because of it.
That fortune-telling man had also told Gu Mian that when the people on NPC Street evacuated from the lockdown zone, they didn’t have time to take their wealth with them, so later they couldn’t even pay rent and all came to Crazy Game City to work.
"How pitiful. Why don’t you follow me from now on and live the good life?" Gu Mian understood the Doggie Doll’s feelings and generously expressed that he wouldn’t pursue the matter of him snapping ugly pics anymore.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the Doggie Doll’s face turned even paler, looking like he might faint any second.
"Here," he tossed the playing-dead Doggie Doll to 007, "I think you need this."
007’s class required her to collect some small animals.
Gu Mian had already bought her a big goose in the supermarket earlier. Now they’d also acquired the mechanical dog Hei and this moving, jumping Doggie Doll. With all these different types of small animals, there was no worry about 007’s class not progressing.
caught the green-furred doll Gu Mian had thrown over.
Once out of Gu Mian’s hand, the Doggie Doll seemed less afraid. The pallor on his face regained a bit of green, then his pitch-black eyes rolled as if he were plotting how to escape.
At this moment, Gu Mian also felt something was off, so he took the Doggie Doll back and shoved it directly into his guitar bag: "I’ll give it to you when we get out, in case he runs away."
When Dai Huanhuan saw Gu Mian unzip the guitar bag, a cold glint flashed inside.
He couldn’t help but recall the rumors. Everyone said there was a vicious weapon in the guitar bag on Gu Mian’s back, and now the Doggie Doll was sharing a room with that weapon.
Then Chu Changge spoke from behind, "The variety show will start in six days. Our identity issue..."
"The Crazy Tower Chief customized identity badges for us. He’s gone to pick them up." Gu Mian recalled what the Crazy Tower Chief had said on the phone. "But it seems he made all of yours Upper Class People identities, and mine is a lower-class identity."
had still been worrying about how to deal with things once she was on stage, since the stage performance in that Circus instance last time had been way too bloody.
"So we just need to sit in the audience and wait for you to pull out the key?" 007 pondered. "As long as we’re within five hundred meters of you."
Gu Mian pulled out the "No.108 Key From the Mysterious World (Long Aotian Version)."
This was the key the Evil God had given him to enter and leave the Paradise World, palm-sized and looking very much like a dog door.
As long as he recited a specific Spell, he could take all living beings within a five-hundred-meter radius into Paradise World with him.
When they wanted to leave, he just had to recite it again, and he’d take all living beings within five hundred meters out with him.
"To be safe, it’s better if you guys stay in the audience as Upper Class People and wait. The stage and the audience shouldn’t be too far apart. Even if you end up outside the range, we can just move closer to each other." Gu Mian felt it wasn’t wise to have Chu Changge and 007 both participate in the show as lower-class people.
This kind of variety show that uses lower-class people for entertainment would, with high probability, lead to casualties. If the two of them went on stage, accidents would be easy.
"The Crazy Tower Chief is really a good guy, to even think of this." Gu Mian nodded, praising Chief Luo.
"There are still six days before the show starts. Gu Mian, you’re going to participate as a lower-class person. We need to use these days to figure out the show’s process." Chu Changge was still holding that Trial and Crown flyer.
They’d already read the flyer once and couldn’t extract any extra information from it.
"Chief Luo said the show wouldn’t start for a few days. He told us to stay here with peace of mind and leave when it starts. We can spend these days gathering useful intel in Game City." Gu Mian rubbed his chin.
"He told us to stay here with peace of mind?" 007 repeated the sentence as a question. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
When Chief Luo and Gu Mian talked, they’d closed the photo studio door. The others outside hadn’t heard the conversation, but later a few of Chief Luo’s roars had come through, roughly meaning "leave here immediately" and such.
"Yeah, stay here with peace of mind." Gu Mian answered without blushing or skipping a beat.
Dai Huanhuan had already been staring at Gu Mian with an expectant look for a long time. He didn’t quite understand the conversation among the three, and only firmly remembered Gu Mian’s promise in his heart—to find a way to help him make money.
He still owed a pile of online loans he hadn’t paid back yet.
"Don’t worry," seeing the urgency in Dai Huanhuan’s eyes, Gu Mian patted him, "you can come on the show with us. The Upper Class People there have a lot of money."
