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When contacting 007, the first thing Gu Mian has to do is ask her if the game of 007 looking for her mother is over.

Soon Gu Mian got the answer—

It's not over.

Poor 007 continued to start his journey after the college entrance examination activity.

I still haven't found my parents for more than a month.

Fortunately, although the relatives were not looking for them, they were still alive.

After listening to the fat man's request, she agreed directly.

007 seemed very busy, and disappeared after a few words of conversation. Fortunately, the fat man had finished talking to her seriously.

Coco is also easy to talk to.

She had always wanted to find some medicine for her sister, thinking that she might find some in the recycling bin.

As for Liu Ruyan, Chu Changge didn't want to discuss it with her at all.

Gu Mian looked at Chu Changge and pushed his glasses: "You can just fill in her name on the copy exchange coupon at that time."

So things were decided so happily.

"But the copy exchange coupons you mentioned seem very precious, right?" the fortune teller said, "If you don't find what you are looking for when you go in this time, there is no second exchange coupon for us to use."

There is indeed a possibility that the clown mask cannot be found.

Ticket booths are all randomly matched copies, and only the dungeons can be redeemed to specify the copy to enter. If you cannot find the clown mask this time, you have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month next time if you want to enter the recycling bin.

Gu Mian thought for a while: "Other players may have this kind of thing in their hands, and Xiao Qiao has gotten one before."

Xiao Qiao, who was named after the name, raised her head and said very simply: "It was given to me by Xiaolu, and he still has it there!"

Little Green? Mr. Green?

Gu Mian turned around and wanted to find the green figure, but after searching for it, he couldn't find it.

After a closer look, he had sneaked to the door.

Of course he couldn't escape.

The brother reached out and grabbed Mr. Lu back. Mr. Lu, who was caught, lay on the ground with no desire, like a little kid who was forcibly dragged out of the convenience store by his parents.

"Take it out." Gu Mian stretched out his hand.

Mr. Lu, who was lying on the ground, looked up at Gu Mian, looking like he was suffering from humiliation.

The so-called poverty and humbleness cannot be moved, and the mighty and powerful cannot bend.

Mr. Green moved and bent. He got up, pursed his lips and reached into his arms, and suddenly said, "It's OK to give it to you, but you have to... listen to me."

He wanted to say, "You have to promise me a few conditions," but then he thought that even if Gu Mian didn't agree, he had no choice. He changed his words when he spoke.

"What?" Gu Mian didn't have the intention to force him to rob him for the time being, anyway, he was not very anxious.

Mr. Green's hand was still in his arms: "First, the recycle bin's dungeon has almost no NPCs, and it is said that there is no danger, but you can't stay in it for too long and you must complete the task and leave quickly. Although there are almost no NPCs in that dungeon, the inspectors of the dungeon sometimes go there. Most of each dungeon is inspected every hour, because the recycle bin's dungeon is very special. If the inspector finds Gu Mian, they will definitely try their best to get you out."

Try to get it out?

In other words, it can't be done directly? Gu Mian thought to himself.

Mr. Lu was thinking about something else. He said this because he was completely afraid that Gu Mian would be in it for a long time and could not help but do something.

"Second, I just said that this copy is very special. It is a garbage dump for all worlds. If this copy is gone, it will have an impact on all worlds and even affect the real world!"

Mr. Green emphasized his tone when he said "influencing the real world", hoping that Gu Mian could be careful.

"If the recycle bin copy crashes, the garbage it has stored before will have nowhere to live, and it will randomly fly to various worlds. The amount of garbage in that copy is uncountable, and even NPCs can't calculate it. Don't look eager to try it out! They will also fly to the real world!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Mian restrained her expression and became much more subtle.

"So there must be no problem with this dungeon, and you don't want this world to become a garbage dump."

Gu Mian nodded in disguise.

"There is a last point." Mr. Lu's hand moved and finally stretched out from it. He saw his hand clenched into a fist, and his palms were facing up to Gu Mian, looking like "Show you a big baby."

The fat man seemed to be very interested in this big baby and stretched his head over excitedly.

"This," Mr. Green said as he spread his hands, "You have to bring this."

After spreading his hands, Gu Mian understood what was in his hand.

It was a ping-pong ball-sized eyeball. The ball rolled a few times in Mr. Green's hand, and then spread out both sides, stretching out a pair of vibrating wings.

I saw this thing flying buzzingly, and circled around Gu Mian for a few times, then hanged on his head and stopped moving.

What's this thing?

Then Mr. Lu took out a remote control-style thing and pressed it towards the void. Then a screen similar to a game panel appeared in that direction. There were Mr. Green and others moving around. The angle was the perspective of the eyeball.

"Tracker," Mr. Green said, "You can bring in the dungeon and let the people outside know what you are doing in the dungeon. It is convenient for me to know if you are doing demolition."

What a good thing.

Gu Mian reached out and took off the ball that was nesting on his head.

This thing is soft and it's almost the same as a real eyeball.

The eyeballs that were pinched for a few times struggled to fly away, flapping their wings and getting farther away from Gu Mian.

At this time, Mr. Lu repeated: "Anyway, you must not carry out demolition in the recycling bin, you must not!"

"I know, I know." Gu Mian answered perfunctorily.

Then Mr. Green reached into his arms again, took out a movie ticket size with a hesitant expression, which was a copy exchange coupon: "I only have this one left, and I will have nothing if I ask me if I want it."

The fat man happily snatched the things from Mr. Green: "Doctor, we have two redemption coupons. Even if we use one, we can still get the remaining threatening NPC."

In the past, Gu Mian often used dungeons to threaten NPCs.

Mr. Green just wanted to vomit blood after hearing this.

The dungeon was only entered on August 1st, and the fortune teller was arranged to be neighbors with Xiao Qiao, Liu Ruyan and Keke. When I saw the fortune teller officially living on the first floor next year, I couldn't help but ask the fat man who happened to be passing by: "When will the sign downstairs be replaced with a new one?"

Shop sign?

The fat man thought for a while before he remembered that the unlucky sign of the "Die Residence Inn" was chopped into firewood by him.

Now the gate is empty and nothing is there.

The fat man asked strangely: "What signboard should I change?"

"Gu Mian's harem and other things..."

Hearing this, the fat man seriously thought about the feasibility of this name, then shook his head: "That won't work, the target is too big, maybe it can be changed to a doctor's beautiful harem or something."

But the direction of the word "doctor" seems to be not low.

"It should be possible to customize the signatures in the supermarket." The fat man left while thinking.

The next day, Liu Ruyan stood in front of the hotel gate, looked at the new sign hanging on it, and fell into deep thought.

As Coco walked out, he saw this new sign.

The two stood silently at the door.

The top of his head is the seven big words "The beautiful harem of the collapse of the collapse".