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Chapter 573 Little Gu must strive to become stronger!
The NPCs have started raising their hands to vote, and it seems that more people are in favor of immediately closing the instance.

It's worth mentioning that the demon on the high platform was also staring longingly at the "First Dungeon NPC Representative Conference" of the NPCs below, wishing he could rush down and raise his hand to vote as well.

Gu Mian, who was not far from the demon, watched the group of people voting with great interest.

These NPCs don't know that he has another dungeon entry ticket. Even if they kick him out of the dungeon this time, he can come back in next time.

If things really develop this way, Gu Mian guesses that the expressions on the faces of these NPCs when they see him next time will be quite interesting.

Even if the Recycle Bin instance is now more secure and Gu Mian can't enter it again, it won't stop him from causing trouble in other instances.

You can't put all your eggs in one basket.

Even if he can't enter the circus instance, he can still enter other instances.

It was the NPCs' talk of "breaking the rules" that piqued Gu Mian's interest.

He sat on the princess's throne, pondering: "A violation? Terminating a normally functioning copy halfway through is a violation? Is this rule something jointly established by Earth and the lower-dimensional world?"

These NPCs seem terrified of the punishment they will face for breaking the rules.

But they are even more afraid of ending up like the driving instructor and Mr. Green.

Speaking of Mr. Green...

Gu Mian looked around for the little eyeball that Mr. Green had given him before entering the dungeon.

But the eyeball had disappeared by then, probably when the group of NPCs mentioned that "the big iron cage in Mr. Green's instance is still here."

Thinking of this, Gu Mian understood. He looked over the platform and down to the ground, and sure enough, he saw several large iron cages near a garbage dump not far away.

Gu Mian recognized the large iron cage; it was from the "Crazy Guess the Word" instance, the one with Mr. Green.

Sure enough, the little eyeball hovered over those large cages, and it even looked somewhat dejected.

The others weren't as relaxed as Gu Mian.

When the fat man arrived at the location Chu Changge had described, panting heavily, he found Chu Changge holding a [Supernatural Editor Simulator] and writing something next to a hole in the ground.

The Supernatural Editor Simulator is a special pen-shaped item that Chu Changge obtained during the dragon boat race. It can slightly modify inanimate objects.

At this moment, Chu Changge took a pen and wrote the two characters "expand" next to the cave.

The opening had indeed widened somewhat.

The paranormal editor simulator has limited capabilities; the opening was only widened by a few centimeters, but Xiao Qiao could fit her entire head inside.

"Brother Chu," the fat man ran up to Chu Changge, panting, "What did you call me here for? I saw those NPCs holding some kind of vote to decide whether or not to end this instance early."

"What were the voting results?" the fortune teller asked nervously, pulling Xiao Qiao's head away.

The fat man shook his head slightly: "When I left, they had just started voting and hadn't reached a conclusion yet, but I think more people agreed to end the dungeon early."

His guess was indeed correct.

The voting on the NPC side has been completed. Gu Mian could see it clearly from above. There were a total of nine NPCs, including the inspectors. Seven votes were in favor of immediately closing the instance, and two votes were against.

“In that case, I’ll notify the higher-ups that we need to shut down this instance. The buffer time will take a few minutes,” the male inspector said, taking out a walkie-talkie. “The instance will be shut down in a little while.”

He pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie and said something to the other end.

The remaining NPCs then gathered together and started talking.

"Sigh, this is the only way now. Let's get Gu Mian out of here first."

"Nothing should happen in these next few minutes, right?"

"By the way, where are his teammates? I just saw that fat guy next to him, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

"I just saw him leave in a hurry."

As soon as he said that, everyone fell silent.

They looked around but couldn't find the fat man from before.

The female inspector suddenly spoke up: "By the way, that fat guy said they entered this instance to find something, but when asked what they were looking for, he was vague, only saying that he was looking for something from the goddess in the Angel's Redemption instance. But what good stuff could that goddess have in here? I bet they were looking for something else."

"There are only a few useful items in this recycling bin. Oh no... Could they really be here for circus tickets?!"

"Did that fat guy rush off because he knew the dungeon was about to close and went to find entry tickets?" "Oh no, we need to find those guys quickly!"

"We absolutely cannot let Gu Mian enter that instance!"

"I just saw that fat guy head in that direction." An NPC pointed in a direction, and everyone rushed in that direction.

Meanwhile, the fat guy who was looking at the group chat also noticed that Gu Mian had sent a message in the group.

[Gu Mian]: The dungeon will close in a few minutes, and those NPCs are coming to find you.

The fat man turned pale: "Oh no, Brother Chu, the voting is over and they're going to shut down the dungeon! And the doctor said those NPCs are coming for us!"

The fortune teller wiped the sweat from his brow: "What are we going to do..."

She stared at the hole at her feet, barely big enough to fit a head, with a sense of unease. Unless someone possessed the ability to shrink their bones, there was no way to retrieve the clown mask from the ground.

The fortune teller frowned as he glanced at 007, who had just arrived. 007 was the most slender person present.

The fortune teller quickly looked 007 up and down a few times and figured that 007 couldn't fit into that hole either.

007 followed the fat man here.

She was looking for a clown mask when she saw the fat man running in this direction. After rummaging through the trash in her hand, she also took a few steps this way and saw Chu Changge and the others gathered here.

At this moment, 007 felt a chill run down her spine from the fortune teller's gaze, and she touched her arm and took a few steps back.

It's not far from the high platform; those NPCs will arrive here in less than two minutes, and they'll be caught before the dungeon even ends.

At this moment, Chu Changge remained completely calm. He looked at the fat man and said, "Give me the CD."

The fat man clutched his pocket: "You don't want to throw it into a mouse hole, do you?"

Judging from Chu Changge's posture, it seemed she intended to throw her brother in so he could pick up his mask.

Although my brother is a ghost, he doesn't seem to have the ability to shapeshift.

Throwing it into a mouse hole will cause it to get stuck.

Furthermore, if the disc is not in their hands but in the rat hole when the dungeon ends, then the older brother will have to stay in the dungeon.

Chu Changge denied the fat man's idea: "Not long ago, this disc sucked in a monster. Since ghosts can enter and exit this disc, then 'believers' should be able to as well."

The fortune teller understood: "You mean throw the disc into the rat hole and then release the monster? Let it destroy the ground? But won't the monster turn into mincemeat inside the hole?"

“There’s no other way now. In the exile world’s selection of figures, this believer is very destructive and won’t die easily,” Chu Changge pushed up his glasses. “Now we can only take a gamble, betting that the believer can destroy this place. We don’t have time.”

"But whether that disc can actually unleash the monster is another matter entirely." The fortune teller's eyes widened.

Just then, the group heard a few shouts coming from afar: "They should be over here..."

The NPCs are coming.

The fat man said impatiently, "In that case, let's grab my brother and question him first!"

007 looked at the fat man: "What are you expecting him to say besides those two words? Can he say anything else?"

Both of them spoke very quickly, without even taking a breath, which gave the fortune teller a headache.

She shook her head and reached in to pull out a bundle of red thread, a tool she had bought for divination: "If that monster can really destroy the underground, use this to tie the disc to the ground. Once the monster is released, we'll pull the disc up immediately."

There's a hole in the middle of the CD, so you can tie a string to it. The fortune teller's suggestion is feasible.

At this moment, the older brother had already been called out by the fat man, and 007 saw the fat man whisper a few words to the older brother.

The fat man then turned around and announced to the group, "He said the monster can be released!"

007's expression was strange. To be honest, she heard the man who crawled out of the disc only call out "sister" a few times, and she didn't know how the fat man translated those "sister" words.

"Let's hurry up!" The fortune teller had already heard footsteps; she knew the NPCs would see them in a few more steps.

She quickly tied a red string to the CD, and after getting her brother's permission, she threw the CD with the red string attached into the mouse hole.

As the diviner finished doing this, he heard shouts behind him: "I see them! They're here!"

Today was another day without a break from updating.
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