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Chapter 561 Princess Mianmian?

Before the fortune teller could even lift her gaze from the two women, she heard a "thump" at her feet, as if something had landed at her feet.

She looked down and saw a short, green creature from head to toe.

He was bound hand and foot, with a tattered rag stuffed in his mouth.

The fortune teller had never seen him.

Strangely, the little man glared at her as if she were his enemy.

Just as the fortune teller was puzzled, Gu Mian suddenly appeared in his sight. He stepped out of the car and reached out to remove the rag that was stuffed in the little man's mouth.

Only then could the little dwarf speak.

The fortune teller saw him glare at him fiercely as soon as the rag was removed, saying something like, "So you're the one who blew up the food factory?"

Fortune teller: "?"

When Gu Mian caught Xiao Hong and Xiao Qiao, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

At this moment, they were all crammed together in the fortune teller's house, ignoring the sullen Mr. Green and the two women who seemed ready to fight at any moment; everything was harmonious.

A small table was placed in front of the fortune teller for divination.

Mr. Green was pressed to the opposite side of the small table, serving as the medium for divination.

On the small table were two thick white candles, their flames flickering slightly, and in the middle was a crystal ball the size of a baby's head.

Gu Mian remembers this thing.

In the movie "Sweet Lovers," the fortune teller said he was going to do a fortune telling for him, but during the fortune telling, the thing exploded.

Thinking of the previous explosion, Gu Mian took a small step back, just in case.

The fat man, who was craning his neck and almost pressing his face against the crystal ball, gave Gu Mian a strange look, then turned back to look at the crystal ball.

The fortune teller sat at the table and said, "I usually use pendulums or cards for divination, but this time I need to divine the specific name of the dungeon. Pendulums and cards cannot divination provide such specific information."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "A crystal ball divination would be too much of a hassle with so many people here. Perhaps it could just be me and this little green-haired... gentleman..."

“You’re the little green dwarf!” Mr. Green roared.

Amidst Mr. Green's roar of "Your whole family are green dwarfs," Gu Mian and the others retreated.

When the fat man came out, he looked reluctant to leave and kept looking back.

Chu Changge kept a close eye on Xiao Qiao and Xiao Hong to prevent them from fighting again.

Gu Mian listened to Mr. Green's roar and wondered if the fortune teller could successfully perform a divination in such a noisy environment.

Fortunately, their wait was not long.

The fortune teller opened the door a few minutes later, indicating that the divination was finished.

However, her expression was somewhat strange, as if she had divined something that was difficult to explain.

Chu Changge pushed up his glasses and asked, "What did you divine?"

"Well... I was indeed divining the name of your so-called 'recycle bin' copy, but... I don't know if the result is correct, anyway, the name is very strange."

Mr. Green had previously told Gu Mian and the others that the name of the Recycling Station instance was strange, so Gu Mian and the others were already mentally prepared.

As the fortune teller spoke, he handed Gu Mian the paper he had been holding: "I've written down the name that was divined."

Gu Mian took the paper and looked up.

Then silence fell. Seeing that Gu Mian didn't speak, the fat man curiously leaned over to look at the contents of the paper.

Then he fell silent.

Chu Changge also came over.

The three of them remained silent.

"Princess Mianmian and her seven devoted admirers?"

Even though she was mentally prepared, Gu Mian was still shocked by the strange name.

The fortune teller hesitated before speaking, "This name... I don't think it fits the vibe of a recycling center. Maybe something went wrong. Should I do another reading tomorrow?"

Gu Mian also felt that this didn't sound like a dungeon name, so she nodded and told the fortune teller to try again tomorrow.

But the fortune teller's divination results on the second day were still the same as the previous day.

The instance name remains "Princess Mianmian and Her Seven Simp Knights".

Gu Mian: "..."

This doesn't look like the name of a recycling center at all.

From the side came Mr. Green's voice, who was tied up: "I heard that the name of the Recycling Station instance was given by an NPC to satisfy his own perverse tastes. I never thought that NPC was so good at naming things."

Gu Mian looked at Mr. Green to the side: "It seems you know quite a bit about that place. Why don't you tell us what's inside?"

Mr. Green quickly spoke up: "I heard this from others, but the recycling center is just full of junk that's not needed in dungeons. If you look hard, you might find something useful... As for dungeon quests, I'd probably only know about things like garbage sorting. You know, some NPCs in factories don't want to do any work themselves, they push it all onto the players..."

"As far as I know, those dungeons like car repair shops, libraries, sewage treatment companies, and construction sites are all places where players have to do chores. Your garbage dump is probably similar."

indeed.

Gu Mian remembered that Xiao Qiao had entered a car repair shop instance. The task was for the player to repair cars, but ghosts would appear as parts interspersed throughout the instance.

"Is the Recycling Station instance dangerous?" the fat man asked curiously.

"Didn't I say before that there's no danger? It's probably the safest dungeon in the whole game. I heard that the probability of dying in that dungeon is even lower than the probability of choking to death while eating."

The fat man hesitated and said, "You're not lying to us, are you? You're lying to us that the dungeon is safe, and then you lure us in and wipe us all out."

"Heh," Mr. Green rolled his eyes, "Would I trick you into entering a dungeon? I'd rather you never even get to the entrance of a dungeon in your entire lives!"

He spoke with such genuine emotion that it didn't seem fake at all.

Chu Changge pushed up his glasses: "Anyway, we now know the name of the Recycling Station instance... Princess Mianmian and her seven devoted knights..."

When Chu Changge mentioned the name of the instance, he paused for a moment, as if he found it difficult to say.

"Since there's no danger, the more people who go in, the better. After all, we need to find something. Fortune teller, could you go in and help us?"

Fortune tellers are a great profession for finding things; one fortune teller is worth several.

The fortune teller who was called on nodded slightly: "Since there is no danger, of course I can go in."

After receiving the reply, Chu Changge continued, "Although the more people the better, those who go in must be trustworthy, otherwise they might keep the special items for themselves. In addition to the people here, Liu Ruyan and Keke can also go in. Anyway, Gu Mian, you have dungeon exchange coupons, so you can just fill in their names to bring them into the dungeon."

Gu Mian always felt that Liu Ruyan was unreliable, but Chu Changge seemed to trust her completely.

Chu Changge paused for a moment, as if thinking about who else he could trust, before saying, "007 would be fine too. Gu Mian, do you have anyone else you can trust?"

Life, ah.
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(End of this chapter)