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Chapter 724 Wishing everyone a Happy National Day!

The driver in the car opposite paused for a moment, probably trying to recall if she had heard of this delivery task.

After a few seconds, his voice rang out again: "I haven't heard of this mission."

"Gu Mian still has to deliver over ninety packages. I wonder if this task will involve other NPCs. If they are, they'll be in big trouble." 10076 was already starting to sympathize with the people who were about to be involved.

“I happen to have a group of people chatting right now, I’ll ask them if they know about that mission…” Che Lingling said on the other end of the phone.

"Isn't your place usually deserted? How come it sounds like quite a few people are chatting today?" 10076 asked, puzzled by the conversation.

Che Lingling works in the hearse sales area of ​​the supermarket. Because no one buys cars, there is usually not a soul in sight, but today there seem to be quite a few people.

“As you know, driver’s license copies are gone. Since players worldwide can’t get their licenses, naturally no one will buy cars. The hearse department’s sales have been zero, and the higher-ups have decided to cancel the hearse sales areas in supermarkets. I’m planning to find a new job, so please give me some advice,” Che Lingling said.

“But now that we’ve landed on Earth, there’s no way to go back to our original world, right…” 10076 knew that shortly after the game started, Gu Mian had brought the host of a special instance to Earth. That host was completely helpless and couldn’t get back to Earth.

"Yes, I plan to find another job at the supermarket. Anything I do will be more profitable than selling hearses."

10076 thought about what he had just heard: "I heard someone on your end say that the world is short of people, and I thought you were thinking of going back."

Che Lingling forced a couple of laughs: "We can't go even if we want to. You said it yourself, those of us who logged in don't have a way to go back. We just mentioned it casually during a chat. Everyone in our supermarket has been talking about it lately, since there aren't many new things to hear."

"I have a lot of people here now, so someone should know about the delivery task you mentioned. I'll go ask around for you."

As Che Lingling spoke, she turned her gaze to the people in front of her.

His hearse sales area had two rows of hearses, but they were all covered with a thin layer of dust. At first, he would wipe and clean each one, but lately he'd been too lazy to even take out a broom.

Between the two rows of hearses was a wide aisle, where five or six people, all supermarket employees, had brought stools and were sitting and chatting.

Che Lingling interrupted the group's conversation: "I received a call from a ticket seller nearby, saying that Gu Mian is currently doing a package delivery task, it seems she has to deliver more than ninety packages. Has any of you heard of this task?"

"Gu Mian? Delivering more than ninety packages? The recipients must be in big trouble."

"What kind of mission requires delivering so many packages?"

"Wait... I think I've heard of a dungeon where you have to deliver 99 packages before you can enter. I think it's a special dungeon for some class."

"Then this class dungeon is really unlucky; its good days probably won't last long."

"We need to deliver over ninety packages to meet the requirements for opening the dungeon. I estimate it will take a while to deliver those packages. The NPCs in the dungeon probably won't see Gu Mian for a while, so at least we can prepare in advance. The unlucky ones are the people receiving the packages..."

"Wait a minute, I think I saw Gu Mian?" Someone suddenly blurted out as the group was discussing.

People immediately stopped and stared wide-eyed at the person who had just spoken, only to see him staring straight in one direction.

Everyone immediately turned to look in the direction he was looking.

Turning around, he indeed saw Gu Mian's figure, with the fat man who was always by his side beside him.

Gu Mian was holding a yellow book and walking through the bookshelves, seemingly searching for something.

The fat man held a camera and looked at the package list in the photo: "The package contains a pornographic book. The delivery address is the book shelf area of ​​the nearest supermarket. That's right, this is it."

It's worth mentioning that the list included a parenthesis after "Yellow/Book," indicating that in response to the organizer's healthy and green game theme, this "Yellow/Book" refers to a book with a yellow cover, not the erotic kind. Fatty had found this yellow-covered book while looking for mosquito coils before leaving the house. It was a cookbook he'd bought in the supermarket's book section; he'd learned all the recipes in it, so the book had been buried at the bottom of the drawer. He never expected it to see the light of day again.

"This time the package didn't even have the recipient's name written on it. Did they just leave the books here?" The fat man said, looking around. He didn't see any sales clerks in the book sales area; they were probably slacking off.

He looked down at the delivery list in the photo again: "Doctor, after we deliver this book, let's buy some things at the supermarket. There are some things on the list that we don't have at home. There's also a package that needs thirty rolls of toilet paper delivered to a public restroom..."

The fat man couldn't help but wonder how much he would have to excrete to use it all up.

Gu Mian went to a counter decorated with bows and placed the book she was holding on it. The package didn't have a recipient's name on it; she figured she only needed to deliver the yellow book to the book section to complete her task.

After placing the book on the counter, he loudly announced to the empty air, "Customer who ordered the yellow book, your package has arrived."

The fat man behind him seemed a little nervous: "Isn't it inappropriate to announce this so loudly?"

Gu Mian had just finished loudly proclaiming when that familiar hand appeared again.

It appeared out of nowhere, picked up a yellow book on the counter titled "Delicious and Easy Home-Style Dishes," and muttered with a non-existent vocal organ: "This yellow book is full of recipes, it's not what I expected... Oh well, the cover is pretty yellow too, I'll give you a good review."

Then another positive review slip floated into Gu Mian's hands.

He now has three five-star reviews.

After delivering the package to the supermarket, Fatty dragged Gu Mian to buy some more things, including some miscellaneous daily necessities and thirty rolls of toilet paper—luckily, the toilet paper could be put in the inventory, otherwise there would have been no way to take it back.

In addition, the fat guy also bought a rather rudimentary game console, which could only play simple games with a basic art style, such as Goose, Screw, Block, Snake, and Connect Four.

When Xiaohong has nothing to do at home, she always steals clothes drying in the yard. Buying her a game console can attract her attention and stop her from focusing on stealing clothes.

When the fat man went to pay with thirty rolls of toilet paper and a rudimentary game console, the cashier's expression twisted slightly, probably because it was the first time he had ever seen someone buy so much toilet paper.

Soon the two returned to the apartment with thirty rolls of paper and a rudimentary game console.

Fatty's tactics were undoubtedly successful. When Gu Mian handed the simple game console to Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong's eyes lit up immediately. She threw away Mr. Green in her hand and took the game console.

Mr. Green had been tossed around by Little Red the whole time, and now he landed on his bottom with a thud, but he dared not say anything in anger and silently left, rubbing his bottom.

"By the way, doctor," the fat man said as he was carrying toilet paper into the room, "I overheard the employees at the supermarket talking about Paradise World today. Apparently, some upper-class person was being publicly tried for some reason, and Paradise has even put together a show for the trial, and they're currently building the venue."

A trial? Setting up a venue for a program?

A few days ago, when I called the dock recruitment office, the people there said that the amusement park had recently launched a new talent show and they were setting up a stage.

Is this talent show just a prelude to trial?

Moreover, there are actually upper-class people in the Paradise World who are on trial. You should know that the upper-class people in that world are lawless, and murder and arson are not considered crimes.

Unless he killed someone of high social standing.

But all the superior people are the same; why would they kill their own kind for no reason?

No... there was one upper-class person who was different; he even planted bombs under the seats of the other upper-class people, killing a large number of them at once.

Could the upper-class person being tried in Paradise be Louis?
Yay! National Day isn't over yet, so I'm late with my greetings today! (Repeated "yay ...
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