No. 16 glanced at Wang Jiaojiao and suddenly showed a pitiful expression, "I am alone and have no companions. I can't leave the live broadcast. I can only wait for the worker to come and pay him to help me make food."
Wang Jiaojiao couldn't bear it, "But a meal costs 50!"
No. 16 lowered his head to reveal his furry head, "Yes, but there is nothing we can do."
Wang Jiaojiao rubbed her fingers and said, "Let me beat it for you."
No. 16 raised his head in surprise, his eyes bright, "Really?"
Wang Jiaojiao smiled and nodded, "You are younger than me, so it's okay to help with this kind of thing."
No. 16 showed a big smile, "Thank you, sister!"
Although No. 16 has a baby face, he is good-looking, clean and handsome, and looks like an unborn child.
This smile made Wang Jiaojiao blush inexplicably, and she muttered, "Well...well, just wait."
After saying that, he quickly went downstairs.
She didn't see that after she turned around, the innocence and purity on No. 16's face disappeared. He showed a somewhat naughty smile and licked the corners of his lips, "Young girl is so interesting."
No. 8 had already discovered that No. 9 was gone. He scrolled through the messages and roughly knew what had happened.
He sat in his chair, not knowing what to do.
Looking for help?
Where can I find people when they are so cold?
In the final analysis, I was careless and dared to deal with the guest even though he was a ghost.
But he will definitely survive, because when he passed by Room 1 today, he hid in the stairwell and heard the woman and her companions saying that the key was to leave the town, not just to achieve the target.
Luckily he overheard it, otherwise he would have missed it.
He also heard that cars would only leave on Sunday, so he could just charter a car and go.
In order to prevent the guests in the live broadcast room from hearing, Cheng Miao and the others kept talking to each other instead of talking together in the room.
She noticed someone eavesdropping in the morning, but she didn't mind.
In the past, several dungeon sharing clues were shared. Could it be that they are hiding them now?
But she didn't plan to knock on doors one by one in this dungeon to give clues.
In the previous dungeons, everyone was together, and the clues and team members were all the same when told together, so there was no need to be shy.
But she is not the player's guardian, and there is no need to go door-to-door to remind players in a dungeon where players can be separated.
After all, you have to rely on yourself to pass the dungeon.
Cheng Miao helped Qiu Dong after dinner. Seeing Qiu Dong still unable to sell anything, Cheng Miao was a little anxious.
Today is the third day. It stands to reason that a person’s income would be 2,700, but in autumn and winter it is still only 1,000.
No, I have to find a way...
At the end of the third day, Cheng Miao earned 4,800, Lin Zhu earned 3,400, Qi Jiajia earned 5,000, Qin Musong earned 3,600, and Qiu Dong earned 1,000.
This led to Cheng Miao still thinking about what to do in autumn and winter during the live broadcast.
Since the last dungeon, Cheng Miao knew that although Qiu Dong could pass the level violently, he would still be subject to the backlash of the rules.
So it would be great if you could pass the level by achieving the goal.
Their live broadcast room is already very popular. At this time, a fan effect has been generated. There is no need to spend as much time as in the past few days, and regular customers will naturally come to spend money.
Xiao Qi: Hello anchor, I looked at the 5,000 bracelet I bought yesterday and didn’t like it very much. I want to return it.
Cheng Miao's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time their live broadcast room had faced returns.
Fortunately, Cheng Miao's income was quite large and the deadline hadn't come yet. She didn't hesitate and kept her tone unchanged.
"Okay, I guarantee that the goods are in good condition and can be returned."
Then Cheng Miao saw the skinless hand slowly stretched out again and put the bracelet back on the table.
After Cheng Miao repeatedly checked that there was no problem with the bracelet, he continued the live broadcast.
Little girl in red: Hello anchor, I want to buy a bracelet.
When Cheng Miao saw this ID, she suddenly remembered the story of the mass graves in the east, and she answered calmly.
"What kind of ring do you want to see, young lady? What color and price?"
Little girl in red: Circle 45, can you help me check the color? My skin has no color, what should I wear to look good?
45 laps...
The skin has no color...
Cheng Miao remembered that the girl in the story was skinny and bones because her whole body was bled, her wrists were surprisingly thin, and there was no blood.
Cheng Miao fell silent, looking for the bracelet as if chatting.
"If your skin is bloodless, a bracelet with a darker color will look better. I'll look for it for you. My dear, if your skin is very pale, eat more meat. Don't just eat fruits and vegetables to lose weight."
Lin Zhu, who was looking for a bracelet, truly admired Cheng Miao. When they first met, Cheng Miao was still a person who would be nervous because there was a ghost in the copy. Now he can talk about health care with customers who know they are ghosts.
The little girl in red: I don’t have white skin, someone harmed me! !
Cheng Miao exclaimed: "Who is it! This is too much. The ladies in our live broadcast room are all little fairies. How could I do this to you!"
Lin Zhu:......
The little girl in red: They drained all my blood in order to use virgins to raise jade. I am so miserable... I hate it so much!
The entire screen flowed with thick blood as the words on the public screen appeared, and the lights in the live broadcast room began to flicker on and off.
Lin Zhu swallowed nervously and suddenly found that his props could no longer be used, and Qi Jiajia and Qin Musong, who were usually particularly sharp, did not respond.
Qiudong moved his eyelashes, apparently wanting to wake up, but was blocked by the rules.
Props cannot be used. Cheng Miao discovered just now that the Kun Bone Dagger, which he could take out at will before, could no longer be used after the public screen started to bleed.
It seems that as jade sellers, they cannot use violence against "customers".
This is the balance mechanism of the dungeon. Although it seems that selling jade is not difficult, it is not easy for players because there are no props to protect themselves and the customers are angry when they disagree.
Cheng Miao was not panicked because the props failed and Xiaohong was angry. She seemed to be unable to see the strangeness in the live broadcast room and continued to be filled with indignation.
"This is too much! Jade is a very pure thing, but the human heart is dirty. Jade and people obviously nourish each other, how can you nourish jade with human blood!!"
Perhaps he had never seen an anchor who was angrier than himself, and the blood on the public screen gushed out a little slower.
Little girl in red: Aren’t you scared?
Cheng Miao turned his bUff to the maximum, trying to make the resentful ghost on the other side of the screen feel his kindness.
"I'm not afraid. I feel sorry for you and hate this kind of thing."
The light bulb flickered and returned to its original brightness.
The blood on the screen stopped flowing, and it seemed that the ghost opposite was still a little embarrassed.
Little girl in red: Ah... Well, you are the first one who is not afraid of me, so I want that jasper bracelet on your hand.
