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Chapter 692 This update is such a beautiful thing!
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the next important day is the Spring Festival.

The chubby guy, who just finished making mooncakes, has already started researching dumplings.

"The New Year is almost here, I need to quickly figure out what kind of dumplings to make for the New Year." The fat man sat on the sofa, propping his head up, looking very troubled.

Gu Mian was wiping her beloved saw with a towel: "There are still four months until the Spring Festival, okay?"

"There are still four months until the Spring Festival, Doctor, you'll have time to prepare my lucky money. Last year you gave me 50 cents, 50 cents! That's ten times less than what Brother Chu gave me. This year you have to treat me the same way and not mistreat me." The fat man said, wiping away a fake tear.

Gu Mian retorted, "You clearly chose the red envelope yourself."

Little Red, who was standing nearby, seemed to know that red envelopes were a good thing. She had been dozing off, but upon hearing the words "red envelope," she immediately woke up. She scrambled over to Gu Mian's side and rummaged around, trying to find a red envelope.

Seeing this, the fat man quickly stepped forward and pulled Xiao Hong away: "You can't be lewd with the doctor."

Xiao Hong didn't find one she liked, so she got bored and went to take a nap.

Xiao Qiao, who was stealing things in the kitchen, saw what Xiao Hong was doing. Shouting "Let's share the good times," she grabbed Gu Mian and started groping her. Gu Mian was so angry that she kicked her out of the room.

After kicking Xiao Qiao away, Gu Mian held the saw and pondered how to deal with the ghosts in the dungeon.

We can't use a saw to interrogate people anymore; it will scare them.

“Sigh,” he sighed, “the damned labor protection contract.”

"I heard from Brother Chu that after the ghost in the last dungeon pulled out a guarantee contract, the dungeon kicked you guys out," the fat man began.

“Yeah,” Gu Mian said, touching the saw in her hand, “I didn’t even take out the saw, I just touched the ghost’s neck and got kicked out of the dungeon.”

What a terrible labor protection contract from this insurance company! I wish this company would go bankrupt.

Gu Mian cursed in her heart for a moment, then began to formulate her next plan.

"Since we can't use force to interrogate them, we can only resort to a policy of appeasement. But what kind of appeasement is appropriate..."

Gu Mian was in distress.

“I have an idea,” the fat man raised his hand. “Doctor, I think the ghosts and NPCs in the dungeon really want to beat you up. Why don’t you make a deal? They can beat you up as long as they answer one question for you. I’m sure a lot of people would be happy to do that.”

Thank you so much, you're such a good fat man to me.

“How about this,” Gu Mian suggested, “I’ll take you into the instance to do business with them. They can beat you up for every question they answer. It hurts a father to beat his son, and they’ll be happy to see me in pain.”

The fat man's eyes widened, and he ran away in fear, clutching his buttocks.

After the fat man left, Chu Changge made his appearance.

He came out of the room with an A4 sheet of paper in his hand: "I think not all ghosts have signed the 'copy ghost labor contract.' Just like insurance in the real world, you have to pay a certain amount of money to sign this. Some people don't have money, so they don't buy insurance; some people think they are lucky and won't encounter accidents, so they don't buy it either."

Yes.

In so many dungeons, you're bound to encounter a couple of ghosts who didn't buy insurance; just take advantage of them then.

Chu Changge continued, "Moreover, this is a ghost contract, which is ineffective against NPCs. Next time you enter a dungeon, try targeting only NPCs, like Mr. Green and Coach Car."

Gu Mian nodded. However, some dungeons don't have NPCs, which is a bit troublesome.

But that's not a big problem. As long as you enter the dungeons often enough, you'll eventually run into NPCs.

"I'm worried that the game developers might launch an NPC insurance service in the future, so you'd better go into more dungeons now," Chu Changge suggested.

Gu Mian thought so too.

He decided to run a few more dungeons in a few days.

As for the past two days...

I'm a bit tired after coming out of the last dungeon, so I'll take a couple of days of relaxing.

These past few days, Gu Mian has been doing grocery shopping, fishing in the park, and occasionally enjoying Fatty's little desserts. She's living a very comfortable life.

Until he met Mr. Green, a beggar, by the roadside.

Gu Mian didn't recognize him at first glance because Mr. Green's signature green hat and green clothes were gone. He was squatting at the supermarket entrance in tattered clothes, and at first glance, he looked like a beggar.

Before Gu Mian entered the death-shooting instance, Mr. Green "ran away from home," leaving them only a farewell note.

I never imagined that he would fall to this state just a few days after leaving home.

“Isn’t this the host of Green University?” Gu Mian went up and poked his head, which wasn’t wearing a hat. “Why do you look so tired after just a few days?”

Mr. Green was robbed.

Poor Mr. Green encountered a group of vicious thugs the day after he ran away from home. They robbed him of everything. After robbing him, they even complained that his clothes were too small, too small for even a woman.

He wanted to resist, but he didn't dare.

Looking at this group of vicious players, he even began to miss the kind-hearted Dr. Gu Mian.

Fortunately, the group left after looting the food, without any intention of cooking or eating him.

Mr. Green, wrapped in a curtain, went out onto the street, wanting to ask the supermarket staff for help, but he felt ashamed, so he squatted at the supermarket entrance, conflicted.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Gu Mian who was passing by.

Seeing how pitiful Mr. Green was, Gu Mian took pity on him, picked him up, took him home, and gave him to Xiao Hong to play with.

Little Red, who wasn't very bright, had long forgotten that Mr. Green was her former boss. After getting Mr. Green, she immediately hung him on the ornate chandelier in the living room and played a swing game with him.

Mr. Green was moved to tears but dared not resist. Even swinging on the ceiling was better than being homeless.

The fat man clapped his hands and exclaimed under the chandelier, "What an inspiring story! My boss, who used to make things difficult for me, has become my plaything. This could be written into a million-word novel on a website."

GuGu's greatest pleasure is reading everyone's comments about unfinished books, and then clicking on the chapter comments to see how everyone criticizes unfinished books. Whenever GuGu sees everyone criticizing unfinished books, GuGu gets a jolt of energy and is filled with enthusiasm.

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