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Chapter 317 GuGu Never Stops Updating
"Mr. Gu, I've never seen a dating show where a guest ties up their date." The moment the door opened, a sarcastic remark reached Gu Mian's ears.

He looked up.

To his surprise, Teacher Sweet was in his room, standing in the middle of the room, looking at him with a displeased expression.

It seems this host is here to help his own suffering employees.

Several employees, bound hand and foot, were still wriggling at her feet, as clumsy as caterpillars.

Gu Mian silently wrote it down: It seems that you really can tie up a ghost with a rope.

As he thought about it, he gave an awkward yet polite smile: "You've seen it, haven't you?"

Gu Mian couldn't resist retorting, "You've never seen someone tied up with a rope, and I've never seen a ghost sneak into a dating show, hahaha."

The final laugh was very perfunctory, sounding as if it were meant to be sarcastic.

Teacher Sweetie's brow twitched; she looked somewhat depressed.

In Gu Mian's room, there was not only Teacher Tian, ​​but also several photographers carrying video cameras.

These pale-faced photographers were ubiquitous, able to slip into any crack they could find.

Just as Gu Mian was speaking, a photographer jogged over and gave him a close-up shot.

This is definitely a segment with a strong variety show vibe...

Teacher Sweetie knows that Gu Mian is a troublemaker.

For this reason, the NPCs in the instance even held a special meeting to discuss it, and the conclusion they came to was nothing new. It was simply that they should get the people out as soon as possible, otherwise they didn't know what would happen next.

Of course, some people have proposed bold ideas, such as a righteous backstabbing, but such bold ideas have been unanimously rejected.

Sweet Teacher deeply agrees with this; with two victims, the driving instructor and Mr. Green, it's truly unbelievable.

Moreover, I've heard that the statue of an evil god in some remote corner is being destroyed every day, truly an innocent victim.

In order not to become the third victim, Sweet Teacher has always wanted to find an opportunity to kick Gu Mian out of the instance.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the authority.

Teacher Sweetie felt a bit of a headache. She looked at Gu Mian and said, "You already know the most important clue in this instance, right? You told the other guests about this clue and asked them to leave so that you could stay here alone and do things more conveniently?"

She understood Gu Mian's intentions.

Last night, Gu Mian went on a crazy spree, dragging Number 4 into a discussion about life all night long. The next morning, Sweet Teacher learned about their conversation from her miserable employee.

"It seems you were already aware of the unusual nature of the instance. Well, it's not surprising that you were aware of it..."

Teacher Sweetie continued, "However, if you want to figure out your relationship with this game, you've probably come to the wrong place, because even I don't know the answer."

"Even if you are a high-level NPC in a special instance?" Gu Mian asked back.

At this moment, the bound ghosts stopped struggling and calmed down, seemingly listening to the conversation between the two.

Sweet Teacher shrugged: "Even if this is a special instance, even if I'm a slightly higher-level NPC, if I don't know, I just don't know... But judging from what you're saying, has someone told you that you can get more information out of a host-type NPC?"

I must say, your guess was pretty accurate.

However, Gu Mian didn't waste words with her: "If I believed everything you said, wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

Gu Mian was not easily persuaded by her.

NPCs' words are deceitful.

Besides, it's rare to find so many reasonable ghosts in this instance; it would be a waste not to make good use of them.

Seeing Gu Mian's opportunistic attitude, Sweet Teacher opened her mouth as if to speak, but then she seemed to realize something and shut her mouth, looking behind Gu Mian.

Gu Mian turned around and saw the fortune teller's head peeking furtively into the doorway. The fortune teller had come up to Gu Mian to discuss their professions and, incidentally, to try and win her over.

Unexpectedly, just as I went up the stairs, I heard what sounded like people talking inside.

When she arrived at the door, she realized that the person she was talking to was actually Teacher Sweetie.

"What's going on here..." The fortune teller stared at the two people in the room with a puzzled expression.

It was the same last time.

The two seemed to have had a conversation in the hall.

However, the fortune teller did not take it seriously that time.

What's there to talk about between an NPC and a player?

And this time, the fortune teller ran into them during their conversation.

But after witnessing Gu Mian's unusual behavior, the fortune teller couldn't help but become suspicious.

Before Gu Mian, she had seen players who dared to attack ghosts in dungeons, and quite a few of them.

That was right at the beginning of the game. Some players didn't believe in superstitions, saying that the dungeons were all data and the ghosts couldn't do anything to them. The fortune teller clearly remembered that when the ghost appeared, that player mustered up his courage and attacked the ghost with whatever he had in his hand...

The outcome is self-evident; even a brief recollection of it is enough to make one feel the bloodshed.

Some players believe they are the chosen ones and think that since they won't really die, they don't need to be afraid. However, when they enter the dungeon and encounter ghosts, they run faster than anyone else and scream shrilly when they are caught by ghosts. They are nothing like the people who once said "I won't really die".

Reality is far more terrifying than we imagine.

The fortune teller had never seen a player who could withstand that kind of terror, until now...

She not only saw the sweet teacher standing in the middle of the room, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to, but also several people who were tied up like rice dumplings and wriggling on the ground.

The fortune teller's mouth dropped open slightly.

Without a doubt, it must have been the doctor's doing.

To date, he is the only person the fortune teller has ever seen who can truly deal with ghosts.

Moreover, they strike with deadly force.

She saw the doctor turn around and look at her, and the fortune teller shuddered the moment his gaze fell on her.

She always felt that the doctor played a comedic role; every time she met him, he would do something very dramatic, making people laugh even in the most terrifying situations.

For example, slapping a driver who is incompetent and furious; or suddenly crawling out from under the bed at the most dangerous moment, scaring everyone away.

But it was different just now.

That instant revealed an undisguised gaze, brimming with the aura of someone wanting to kill and silence witnesses, making it hard to breathe.

Somewhat scary.

"You guys chat... I'll be going now..."

Realizing something was wrong, the fortune teller immediately turned around and, under the watchful eyes of the two people in the room, quickly walked towards the stairs with mechanical steps.

For some reason, she had a bad feeling, as if she might lose her life at any moment if she stayed in this instance for even a little longer.

"Yuwen Hao is right..."

The fortune teller had already reached the top of the stairs, and was looking back at the open door with lingering fear: "I should have left this place sooner..."

Just then, she heard Teacher Sweet's voice coming from the other room again.

(End of this chapter)