Chapter 65

"Zhang Wei 758, Wang Fang 659, Li Na 633..." the names were read out without a foundation.

"Damn, how can there be so many!" a chorus of exclamations arose.

In fact, this was quite reasonable. These three names, in terms of commonality, could all rank in the top ten among Chinese names. Everyone, at some point in their lives, would know one or two people with these names, or even more. In a city with a population of millions, having so many people with the same name was quite normal.

When players entered the game, they could not have the same name as each other, but having the same name as an NPC was not a problem. It was this common, but being so common also reached a certain level of sophistication.

Some people were at a loss after receiving the bounty: "What should we do now? Can't we filter out some of them?"

"Filter? How? What criteria? Age? There are very few old people or children in this world. Appearance? Does anyone know? Place of origin? Everyone is randomly assigned..."

"Then download all the data!"

"More than two thousand people, what's the use of downloading all the data? Are you going to kill them all? Before you can kill them, we'll all be exposed. Hacking into the online database is cheating and will get us disqualified."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Wait a moment, I'll ask..."

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"Three slots used? Zhang Wei, Wang Fang, Li Na? One man and two women? One woman is normal, but two women... quite a playboy, aren't you." Standing on the deck of the warship, Hong Qingsong squinted his eyes in enjoyment as he watched the fireworks-like explosions in the county and heard the cries of agony carried by the wind.

"No need to guess, this is almost certainly the target. Who, after entering the game, wouldn't choose a grand and powerful name? Being so cautious about cheating, what else could it be but guilt? By the way, be careful when you cheat..."

Someone beside him gave him a surprised look, seemingly amazed that he would say such a thing.

Hong Qingsong snorted coldly: The world of the Republic of China's masters was just a low-tech world, easy to clean up after causing chaos. The Death God World, though small, was a testing ground for the human elite, with countless eyes watching. The commotion caused by the massacre in the city was already significant; stirring up the Death God World as well...

He was crazy, not stupid. He wouldn't do anything that would truly ruin his foundation for acting without restraint.

He said into the phone: "I can guarantee that all three are using NPC characters. The man might be hard to find, a traitor. But the women, they are most likely natives. Don't tell me you haven't hacked into the 110 emergency system."

"Pay more attention to this information, find the two women first. They must know what the guy looks like..." Looking at the flames in the city, Hong Qingsong sneered. "Of course, if they're all dead within an hour, then there's nothing to say. Think of another plan."

"The possibility is low, those traitors are all crazy, ruthless to players but soft on NPCs... Capture the women, get the man's information, and try to keep them alive. You know what to do." After giving all the instructions, Hong Qingsong leaned back.

The sofa beneath him creaked under the weight. His left hand extended, and someone immediately handed him a lit cigar. His right hand extended, and a crystal-clear red wine appeared out of nowhere. Hong Qingsong's cold snort carried with the river breeze: "Little brat, dare to challenge me! Watch me make you shit and piss yourself, worse than death!"

As a second-generation official and rich kid, he had encountered many situations like the one from the past two days, where he was openly or secretly set up.

Jealousy of power and wealth, such was the world, no need to think too much about the reasons. But wasn't this the very purpose of his arrogance and tyranny? If no one stood up to be trampled and humiliated, what would life be like?

Hehehe...

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"Phew! Finally here!" Seeing the taxi stop not far away, Dugu Fu let out a long sigh of relief. He and Guo Xingxing, who had arrived earlier, got up to greet them.

The car door opened, and the boss, dressed in a bright red cheongsam, stepped out, her beauty dazzling and captivating.

Dugu Fu's steps faltered at the sight, and Guo Xingxing couldn't help but exclaim, "Sis Wei, you look so beautiful!"

Indeed, she was too beautiful! The cheongsam seemed tailor-made for her, even though Dugu Fu had picked it up randomly from an unmanned shop on the street. People around them, coming and going, all cast admiring glances. Some even stumbled and tumbled down the stairs...

The boss's face turned red, and she smiled shyly. She wanted to cover her exposed thighs but remembered Dugu Fu's instructions and forced herself to hold back. However, this shyness soon disappeared.

After getting out of the car, she noticed that the people around her, dressed in all sorts of strange outfits, were even more revealing and provocative...

By comparison, she no longer felt anxious.

Dugu Fu finally managed to pull his eyes away from the boss and approached the taxi: "Driver, how much?" The driver said a number, and Dugu Fu handed over the money, dismissing him.

Beside him, Guo Xingxing circled around the boss, marveling. She was also wearing a cheongsam, one that Dugu Fu had picked up, but it didn't fit her as well as it did the boss. A cheongsam that doesn't fit well is useless, no matter how beautiful the person.

She looked at the boss enviously and glanced at Dugu Fu, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions—

Sis Wei? What is her identity? What is your relationship with Sis Wei? Why are you living in the same house? You have Sis Wei, yet you still want to kiss me? What does that mean? Sis Wei's figure is so good, when will I be like her, sigh...

This gaze, filled with resentment, doubt, envy, and amazement, would be perfect for improving emotional intelligence.

Unfortunately, now was not the time to improve emotional intelligence. "Sis Wei, your phone," Dugu Fu said to the boss.

"Phone? Oh, this." The boss handed over the strange device she had received upon entering the world, looking around curiously, "Xiao Fu, where are we? Why are these people dressed so strangely?"

Indeed, the people around them, coming and going, were all dressed in strange outfits, red, green, blue, purple, some with wings, some with tails... They looked strange not only to the boss but also to Dugu Fu.

Dugu Fu smiled, and no matter how eloquent he was, how could he explain the concept of a comic convention to two people in the game? "I'll tell you later, let's focus on the task at hand!" Instead of taking the boss's phone, he took out a card and waved it in front of the phone.

"What is this?" The boss looked at the familiar face that suddenly appeared on the screen, full of doubt. This seemed to be the driver who brought her here. Was he called a driver?

Then she saw Dugu Fu tap the avatar and write two words: "Car accident!" He pointed to the distance: "Look over there."

The boss and Guo Xingxing followed his finger and, a few seconds later, heard a loud explosion a few hundred meters away. The thing that seemed to be a taxi was suddenly hit by a much larger monster, shattering into pieces.

Amidst the screams of the two women, Dugu Fu slowly and solemnly said, "Sis Wei, Xingxing, this is the Death God Space."