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Chapter 565 The Sleeping Prince and the 100 Sleeping Princesses
Chu Changge had somehow acquired a watch and was holding it in his hand: "Mr. Green said that inspectors will patrol the instance every hour. If Gu Mian is seen by them, it will probably be very troublesome. Although they can't directly teleport players out of the instance, if they come to help us with the quest, the time we spend in the instance will be greatly reduced."

“We don’t know how long ago the inspector last came, so we need to find the clown mask as soon as possible. Let’s put the mission aside for now…” Chu Changge said, glancing at the fat man who was frantically rummaging through the garbage not far away.

He was trying to find the "talking trash," while the demon on the tower had somehow moved to the edge of the platform and was staring longingly at the fat man rummaging through the trash.

Seemingly sensing Chu Changge's gaze, the dark, menacing demon turned its head to look this way, its expression still full of expectation, as if to say, "Go find the trash and take this thing off the platform."

Chu Changge looked away: "Don't worry about Gu Mian."

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

Searching separately is definitely the fastest way.

Soon, the group headed in the two directions indicated by the big data search and began searching in their respective directions.

The fortune teller, as the most important member of the search team, was walking unsteadily with a pendulum in her hand, which would guide her.

While the fortune teller struggled to determine the direction of the clown mask, Xiao Qiao was having a blast on the other side.

At this moment, she squatted down next to the fat man, reached into the pile of garbage and pulled out a barely usable radio, which made a "buzzing" sound when turned on.

"Is this considered talking trash?" she asked the fat man, looking up at him.

The fat man thought for a moment: "I guess so?"

Suddenly, the two heard a voice above them. They saw the demon perched on the edge of the high platform, casting a look of certainty across its face, as if to say, "This is it! This is it!"

Xiao Qiao looked at the devil's face, then suddenly threw the radio far away, saying seriously, "It's being so attentive, it must be trying to deceive us! This can't be it!"

The fat man nodded in agreement: "You're right."

The two walked past the radio amidst the demon's despairing gaze and headed into the distance.

Gu Mian was sitting in a chair watching the demons scurrying around the platform.

It always turned its back to Gu Mian, making it difficult for Gu Mian to see its face.

Gu Mian tried to leave, but the platform was like an automatic treadmill; no matter how many steps she took, she couldn't leave the same spot. When she got tired, Gu Mian could only sit down and rest.

The eyeballs above his head were buzzing around. When Mr. Green outside the instance saw Gu Mian sitting on the tower, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

“Sitting up here, I can’t do any of that messy stuff, right?” Mr. Green touched his chest, feeling safe in the recycling center.

Just then, he suddenly saw Gu Mian on the screen reach into her pocket, pull out a CD, and swing it off the platform.

Mr. Green certainly recognizes this.

He knew there was a terrifying ghost in the CD, the kind that dared to call Gu Mian "little sister".

"Do you want this ghost to go find the clown mask too?" Mr. Green looked at the screen. "Anyway, a ghost can't cause any trouble, as long as he sits here obediently."

However, the scene shifts, and Mr. Green sees Fatty and Little Joe carrying a bunch of stuff to the first trash can.

“These shoes definitely are!” Xiao Qiao picked up a pair of worn-out children’s shoes that made a squeaking sound when stepped on.

After she finished speaking, she threw her shoe into the trash can in front of her, under the devil's desperate gaze.

Then, the shoes were spat out, and the demon, with tears in his eyes, took a step closer to the princess.

"It seems like we've made a mistake," the fat man said nervously, looking at the demon that had gotten closer to Gu Mian. "We can't let the doctor get caught by it!"

As he spoke, he earnestly tossed a rag doll that would play music when punched into the trash can. The rag doll was spat out, and the devil was now closer to the princess…

Mr. Green watched the two of them from outside the instance, his face twitching.

"Could they have done this on purpose?" he wondered, looking at the screen. But considering that neither of them had a very large brain capacity, it was somewhat understandable that they would do something like this.

On the other side, the brother who had been abandoned on the platform by Gu Mian climbed out of the CD and ran away on his own.

Meanwhile, Fatty and Xiao Qiao continued their antics. The two stood in front of the trash can.

Just as the fat man was looking at the pile of trash at his feet, considering what to throw away this time, he suddenly noticed that Xiao Qiao next to him had been watching him.

The fat man turned to look at Xiao Qiao, only to find her staring straight at him, making him feel uneasy.

"What are you doing..." The fat man subconsciously took a few steps back.

Xiao Qiao leaned closer to him and suddenly said, "You can talk!"

Then the fat man felt dizzy and, before he knew it, he had been stuffed into a trash can.

Of course, he was spat out as a matter of course, and the demon got one step closer to the princess.

The fat man sat on the ground, his buttocks aching from the fall, while Xiao Qiao exclaimed, "So you're not trash after all."

Mr. Green could no longer suppress his twitching face; he now desperately wanted to rush into the dungeon, open Xiao Qiao's skull, and see what was inside.

The fortune teller was walking beside a mountain of garbage.

She was the only person in this area. Because there were so many things in this recycling station, the pendulum was not very stable and often made her spin around.

Just as the diviner was intently watching the pendulum's rotation, he suddenly felt a barely perceptible vibration coming from beneath his feet.

She paused for a moment, then looked down at the ground.

The vibration lasted only half a second, and it would be difficult to notice unless you were standing still.

"Was that... an earthquake?" The fortune teller looked around in confusion. All he saw were mountains of garbage, nothing else of note.

Without paying much attention to the tremor, the fortune teller continued to concentrate on searching for the clown mask.

Chu Changge said that the dungeon inspectors could appear at any time, so they had to act quickly.

Meanwhile, 007 made quite a few discoveries.

She discovered many special, discarded items.

[Concentration Desk (Destroyed)]

[Description: This item comes from the 'Haunted High School' dungeon. Due to a massive collapse in the dungeon, this special item was damaged and is no longer useful...]

This dungeon sounds familiar.

Besides some special items, there was also a lot of messy household garbage.

The most conspicuous piece of trash 007 saw were those three wrecked cars in front.

The three vehicles, a prison van, an ambulance, and a hearse, were left crookedly in an open space. Because of their eerie aura, 007 couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.

A note was still pasted on the windshield of the hearse, with a few lines written on it: "I've temporarily left several cars at this repair shop. I'll come back to get them repaired when I have the money. Please don't tow them away—Driving Instructor"

007 looked at the hearses that had appeared in the recycling center.

It seems this so-called driving instructor is unaware that his car has been dumped in the junkyard.

Just as 007 finished looking at the cars and was about to leave, a man suddenly crawled out of the ambulance.

This startled 007. She took a big step back and looked at the person who suddenly popped out of the car, only to find that it was Coco.

The two had met in the "Close Your Eyes When It Gets Dark" instance, so they had some prior acquaintance.

007 looked at Coco, who was covered in soot, with a slightly embarrassed expression, and asked, "What happened...? Did you go to the car to find the clown mask?"

Coco brushed the dust off her hair: "No, I saw an ambulance here and wanted to come in and see if there were any medicines or anything like that."

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