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Chapter 785 Xiao Qiao's Diary: The Paradise Film Crew

The transparent glass dome was covered with some dust, but that didn't obstruct the view of the clear blue sky outside.

At this moment, a steaming hot pot base was brought out, and fresh vegetables and meat rolls were laid out on the table in abundance.

Although Gu Mian and the others did not order any food.

But the waiter was also sensible. He probably wanted Gu Mian and the others to eat and leave quickly, or he might have wanted to use the food to shut them up and make Gu Mian focus on eating, so that she wouldn't have time to do anything else.

Gu Mian noticed that the waiter was also gritting his teeth as he served the food, probably hoping that the meal would make him burst.

Looking at the steaming hot pot, Gu Mian thought of Fatty.

He opened the ten-person group chat to see what message the fat guy had sent this time.

Unexpectedly, the page was filled with the fat man's mournful messages, complaining that Gu Mian and the others were not replying to his messages, worrying that they might be in danger, and being very curious about the Paradise World's rollback.

Fortunately, voice messages are not allowed in group chats with ten people, otherwise Fatty would have had to record a half-hour-long voice message and send it to the group.

Chu Changge, who was standing next to him, said, "I just looked at it. It's all Fatty's nonsense. There's also a diary entry written by Xiao Qiao. If you want to know what's going on outside, you can read Xiao Qiao's diary."

Gu Mian had a question mark in her mind.

Has this group chat turned into a diary? Why is Xiao Qiao writing in it?

Moreover, a diary is a rather private thing, and this is the first time I've seen someone write something like this in a group chat.

He scrolled up and, sure enough, found Xiao Qiao's diary entry—

Today is sunny.

Okay! You started by writing the wrong date format. Who would write "today" as the date in their diary?
Gu Mian went into the amusement park wearing scary glasses and a string of numbers, without me. I'm so bored.

"Liu Ruyan taught me how to write a diary, which is to record the things that happen each day so I won't be bored. So I decided to write it in the group and share it with everyone."
"Today, Little Fatty wasn't in the mood to cook, so I sneaked into Gu Mian's house and secretly took the pot away. I found it contained that wretched curly noodle soup."

"I bet Gu Mian, the scary glasses, and the string of numbers were filming at the amusement park because they messed up. I really want to film that too."
"You absolutely must take me next time! You absolutely must take me next time! You absolutely must take me next time!"

Xiao Qiao's diary was so abstract, but fortunately she could read, and Gu Mian managed to read the correct content from the abstract text with difficulty.

Gu Mian looked up at the "terrifying glasses" opposite her, which was the nickname Xiao Qiao had given Chu Changge.

And next to the "terrifying glasses" sat a string of numbers: 007
To be fair, Xiao Qiao's naming skills are quite good.

However, besides Chu Changge and 007, other people also came in.

Gu Mian looked at another table in the store where Mingliang and Dai Huanhuan were sitting. The mechanical dog was also sitting obediently in its seat, curiously watching the hot pot that was steaming. It even stretched out its metal arm to feel the rising steam.

Mingliang probably hasn't had a proper meal in a long time.

He stared at the food on the table for a long time, then looked up and searched the store for the staff.

But the waiter who had finished serving the food had already hidden back in the kitchen, not wanting to have too much contact with Gu Mian.

Mingliang searched for a shop assistant without success. He swallowed hard, looking at the table full of food, and looked at Dai Huanhuan sitting next to him with pleading eyes: "Can I eat all of this...?"

Dai Huanhuan had already picked up his chopsticks to put meat into the pot, but after hearing Mingliang's words, he cautiously put them down: "Could it be poisoned?"

“No, no,” Mingliang quickly waved his hand to explain, “It’s just that suddenly coming to such a nice place and being provided with such good food feels a bit unreal to me.”

So that's how it is. It was a poor player who was terrified by the dungeon.

"This isn't one of those scary dungeons, it's fine." Dai Huanhuan patted his shoulder. Besides, Gu Mian was still at the next table. Even if this were a scary dungeon, if you wanted to eat the food on the table, would any ghost dare to jump out and say "no"?

With permission granted, Mingliang picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands. He hadn't used chopsticks properly in a long time, and he could barely hold them.

One or two leafy greens slipped from the trembling chopsticks and couldn't be picked up, so Mingliang hurriedly grabbed them with his hands and put them into the pot.

Although Dai Huanhuan is an NPC and has never personally experienced the terrifying dungeons designed for their world, he knows how high the death rate is in those dungeons.

It seems there are very few people left on Earth.

He felt a strange sensation as he watched Mingliang wolf down the food before it was even cooked.

They should be on opposite sides, but now they're sitting at the same table eating, and I even feel a little sorry for them.

Meanwhile, Gu Mian was watching Mingliang stuff food into his mouth. The meat he had just taken out of the pot was still piping hot, and Mingliang couldn’t wait to put it in his mouth. Then he burned his mouth and hissed.

He was completely different from when I first met him.

No longer looking at Mingliang, who was fanning himself with air, Gu Mian turned her gaze to Chu Changge's face: "You didn't mention Mingliang before the rollback, so you probably didn't encounter him. This time, I mentioned in the group chat that after the rollback, you took different actions than last time, which is why you encountered Mingliang;
Did you experience anything special when you entered this world?

Chu Changge had no memory of the events before the time rewind, so Gu Mian couldn't ask him what the differences were between the two operations. She could only ask if anything unusual had happened.

Chu Changge looked up at the sky outside the glass dome again, thinking of the photograph he had seen the first time he entered this world.

Jiangyang

Jiangyang?

It was Xie Bi'an's former name; Chu Changge had mentioned it to Gu Mian.

“We already knew that Jiang Yang came from this world. This time, I landed at his residence in this world, Rat Head Alley, a street where the lower classes live.”

Unexpectedly, Chu Changge ended up in the place where Xie Bi'an used to live.

“Louis once told me that the guardian sent by this world is a low-class person. Xie Bi’an is a low-class person, and his appearance wouldn’t be out of place in the real world.” Gu Mian stroked her chin.

The upper class in the Paradise World would be albino in the real world. If Xie Bi'an were an upper class, it wouldn't be surprising if he always covered himself with a cloak.

But since they look similar to everyone else, why are they covering themselves with a cloak?

“Speaking of which,” Gu Mian suddenly thought of something and looked at Chu Changge, “how did you know that you had fallen into Jiang Yang’s former residence?”

"He still keeps photos at home."

By the way, Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao had both seen Xie Bi'an before he wore the cloak, so they could recognize him from his photo.

Xiao Qiao had even given Xie Bi'an a good review, saying that "Xie Bi'an is good-looking."

You should know that she has a very discerning eye for aesthetics.

Gu Mian was really curious about what Xie Bi'an looked like, but unfortunately Chu Changge didn't bring him a picture.

Why did he always walk around wearing a cloak? Gu Mian couldn't figure it out.

While he was thinking, he glanced at the location of the express delivery storage point on the first floor.

The madman was no longer on the small mountain of packages; he must have found the package he was looking for.

As if on cue, the voice of the Mad Building Manager suddenly came from behind Gu Mian: "So you're here!"

It's only 12:30 AM! The update time isn't even in the dark! Damn it!!! I want to smash the keyboard and make it come back to life to type!!!