Game Boss She Comes From Interstellar

After passing the gate, An Ran did not return to his lounge, but sat on a bus.

What's happening here?

The dungeon ended. Logically speaking, I shouldn't have gone back. How could I be in the car?

【Welcome players】

Looking out the window, it was pitch black outside, and as the vehicle drove, the howling night wind blew into the car.

The cold wind made An Ran feel numb all over.

The system shows that we are going to a fairy tale town. Is this dungeon related to fairy tales?

Just as I was thinking about it, the moving bus slowly stopped.

From the passenger seat, a young man with a face covered in tattoos walked out.

"Passengers who get on the bus later, please pay the fare."

A familiar voice, with a head of yellow hair. An Ran tried hard to think back and then realized that the player in front of him who was shouting for him to make up the ticket was the player who entered the dungeon himself. He was the first player to be assimilated for violating the rules, that unreasonable little boy.

Bullying.

Seeing that An Ran ignored him, the gangster said again, "Please make up the ticket."

"Otherwise I'll throw you down."

The gangster kept shouting, his mechanical voice echoing in the huge car.

"How can I buy a ticket?" An Ran asked.

Isn't it like last time that you want to use your belongings as a mortgage to serve as a ticket?

The gangster tilted his neck, as if after thinking for a while, he said to An Ran, "The terminal is Fairy Tale Town. You want to pay something equal to your own weight."

After saying this, I still smiled and thought that no one could afford this condition.

Same as weight.

So what is his verification method?

An Ran was very curious, "If I pay, how do you judge this standard?"

The little gangster pointed at his belly and opened his clothes. What was originally a smooth human belly was transformed into a monitor, followed by a tattoo of two letters "kg".

It was actually transformed again by the system!

If you want to go to the next dungeon location, you really have to pay him the fare.

Seeing An Ran didn't say anything, the gangster put down his clothes, thinking that An Ran couldn't afford the fare, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, and was about to throw An Ran away.

"What's the hurry?" Seeing the little gangster act impatiently, An Ran took out a can of something from his backpack, shook it a few times and threw it to the little gangster.

"My ticket."

The little gangster swallowed what An Ran threw to him without even looking at it.

After taking it, the little gangster's eyes became cloudy and white, and then he continued, "The weight is not enough."

I knew you would say that, so An Ran raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly, "There's more."

With a wave of his hand, many bottles and cans appeared on the iron floor.

"Now look at it again."

I watched quietly as the little gangster hugged the things on the floor and wolfed down the jars in his stomach.

An Ran said kindly, "Eat slowly, there is still not enough."

After saying that, An Ran took out a bottle of something from his backpack again and sat down next to the little gangster.

The reddish-brown liquid was illuminated by the vehicle's only three small lights, which looked dangerous and mysterious.

What An Ran is holding, and what serves as a vote, is water of equal value given to him by Yin Bai and Zheng Caijun.

After seeing the sequelae caused by equivalent water, An Ran was no longer obsessed with this thing, turned around and put these potions into the innermost part of his backpack.

I didn't expect that I could use it as a ticket today.

The little gangster hadn't finished cleaning up for a long time. Bored An Ran stood up and looked around.

Although there were only three lights in the carriage, making it extremely dim, he could still barely see clearly that there were no other passengers in the carriage except himself.

The fare was so expensive, so I had to think of some ideas before I could get on it, An Ran complained in her heart.

The weight of water is much heavier than other ordinary props. If I hadn't had an idea and thought of using liquid to mortgage the ticket, I would have been thrown out by now.

After swallowing all the potion, the gangster let out a loud belch, walked to the iron window of the cab, and tapped the window lightly with his fingers.

"The passenger has paid for the ticket."

As soon as he finished speaking, a knocking sound came from the cab, indicating to the gangster that he already knew. The car body shook and the wheels started rolling.

Continue on your way.

The driver in the cab was probably an old man with several arms whom he had met before.

Look at the car which is much bigger than before. Could it be that NPCs also have their own promotion system?

Just like the players.

Just as An Ran was thinking about it, the car that had been driving for a while stopped again.

Through the two headlights on the front of the car, a man wearing a blue robe with the brim of his hat lowered was blocking the way of the car.

After seeing the bus stop, I picked up my luggage at my feet and started walking, ready to get on the bus.

"Welcome passengers, please show your ticket." Forced to stop the wheel, the gangster was a little impatient.

But he still said the words set in his program.

After all, there is profit to be made, so you can’t live with the profit, right?

The man moved very quickly, stuffing the black suitcase he was carrying into the little gangster's arms, "Just weigh it, there's no need to swallow it."

After that, he walked sideways around the gangster blocking the door and found a place to sit down.

interesting.

What the man said proved that he must have ridden in this type of vehicle before.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically told the little gangster that there was no need to open the contents of the suitcase and swallow it to measure the weight.

The man was walking on the left side of the vehicle by the window, right next to An Ran.

An Ran looked at this mysterious man with his peripheral vision, but a man's voice came to his ears.

"If you want to see through others, shouldn't you first express your sincerity before exchanging information?"

The calm tone revealed an air of alienation.

After listening to what the man said, An Ran no longer peeked, but adjusted her sitting posture to look at the man openly.

"My name is An Ran, and I am a player."

The man moved, took off the hat on his head, and pointed to his side, "Your name is written on the panel. If you want to cooperate, you have to tell me the information that is not written on the panel."

"In this way, I will know whether we are considering cooperation."

The man in front of me is different from all the players I have seen.

It gives people a sense of rationality and danger.

He has an extraordinary handsome appearance, with ink-like hair hanging down by his ears, giving him a warm and elegant atmosphere, but his tightened brows destroy his entire temperament like a thousand miles of ice, giving him a sense of alienation.

What surprised An Ran the most was that the man actually had the same red eyes as Junxuan.

Junsuke's eyes are rose red but the overall color is dark red. This man has bright red pupils. He is the first character to be noticed even in dim light.

[Yan Guizhu, five-star player]

Another five-star player, after reading the information on the man's panel, An Ran's eyes flashed with amusement.

Among the five-star players on the list, plus Yan Guizhu in front of me, I must have met two in total.

Like a cabbage, other players who had never encountered high-level players in more than a dozen games called themselves seamlessly connected and met two in a row.

"The new five-star player on the list, An Ran?" When An Ran was looking at Yan Guizhu's basic information, Yan Guizhu was also looking at hers.

"it's me."

After An Ran answered, Yan Guizhu was not too surprised and said lightly, "Then you have the capital to cooperate with me."

"If the dungeon is too difficult, I will consider cooperating with you."

"..." Still very arrogant.

An Ran silently updated her impression of him in her heart.

After a brief exchange, An Ran leaned his head against the back cushion, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Unlike Yan Guizhu, she had just finished dropping a dungeon and was pulled into this dungeon by the system before taking a break.

The mental energy consumed can be imagined. Now An Ran is at the end of his strength and needs a good rest.

An Ran did not talk to Yan Guizhu. Yan Guizhu was also leaning on the chair like An Ran. However, he did not close his eyes and meditate like An Ran. Instead, he stared at the iron sheet on the roof of the car, his eyes twinkling.

I don’t know how long I drove, but the dark night gradually became brighter. The windshield was also illuminated by colorful bright lights, and I drove into a small town full of auroras.

"The end is here, everyone get off the bus."

The gangster knocked on the iron sheet in front of the passenger seat, reminding An Ran and the two of them to get out of the car as soon as possible.

Just like that, the two of them got out of the car in a daze.

Fairytale Town, as its name suggests.

The dreamy starry sky is filled with colorful stars, and various elves are singing and dancing in the sky, making sounds as clear as bells.

Even in the air, there is a unique fragrance.

But looking at the layers of castles, An Ran was in trouble.

There won’t be only two players in this dungeon, right?

Moreover, the system has not yet told the player the goal of completing the level, and there is no clue.

An Ran sighed and was just about to speak to Yan Guizhu.

An NPC wearing a brown dress and a white bib came over.

"Why don't you get ready? The performance is about to start."

After saying that, he wanted to pull An Ran away from here in a hurry.

The mission begins.

An Ran didn't care about Yan Guizhu, but allowed the NPC to take him into the alleys of the town.

Along the way, An Ran discovered that there were various wine barrels placed in the alley, and through the bright light, almost nine out of ten NPCs in the room were drinking wine.

Stopping at a house at the end of the alley, the npc looked around, and after confirming something, he hurriedly knocked on the brightly lit door.

"Thank God, Peggy, you are finally here." The NPC who opened the door was wearing heavy makeup, but strangely, only half of her makeup was completed, and the other half of her face was bare-faced without any makeup.

The NPC called Peggy by the woman inside the door pushed An Ran forward, "She will perform tonight. There are some things I need to do, so I'll leave first."

Before An Ran could understand the conversation between the two, the woman pulled An Ran into the room and slammed the door.

Seeing An Ran standing still, the woman clapped her hands, and then a large group of people poured into the small room.

"The performance is about to begin. Why don't you even change your clothes? You guys should change her clothes quickly."

A few people randomly jumped out of the woman's pink nails and gave instructions.

An Ran, who was tortured by several NPCs, complained endlessly. He wanted to find a chance to speak, but when he opened his mouth, either powder puffs were on his face, or his mouth was covered with clothes.

After finally getting a chance, the women headed by this group of NPCs disappeared.

"What are you going to do now?" After finishing changing her makeup, An Ran took advantage of the NPC and casually pulled a piece of clothing and put it on her body. She exhaled cold air and asked the NPC who was leading the way.