Laughing, the host always wants to escape

[Uh… Actually, this isn’t necessary…]

"Xiao Ye, which of the people here do you think is easier to deal with?" Tang Cuo stared at the dormitory doors standing side by side, a little hesitant.

[The third room on the left, the system detects that the combat power is low, there is a chance of success, and he is not in the dormitory at the moment.]

"Okay, then let's choose him." Tang Cuo nodded and walked towards the door of the third room.

Seeing that there was no one around, Tang Cuo immediately took off the brooch on his clothes and started to pick the lock skillfully.

In just a minute, he heard the door lock click, then he raised his hand to put the brooch back on his clothes, a faint smile on his lips, "It's done."

Tang Cuo turned the handle, walked in carefully, and turned on the wall light.

Looking at the decoration inside the house, Tang Cuo couldn't help but sigh and tutted his tongue twice, "As expected of the evil capitalists, this decoration is dozens of times better than our institute."

[Host, I have to say, your ability to pick locks is truly...essential.]

"There's nothing I can do. The door locks of the houses I rented before were all broken. If I didn't have a skill, I couldn't even get into the house." Tang Cuo shrugged.

As he said that, he sat on the round bed beside him and looked out the window quietly. The sky was dark and he didn't know how Sals was doing.

[Host, please note that someone has returned. Please switch to combat mode immediately.]

"Got it." Upon hearing the order, Tang Cuo immediately stood up and stood at the door in a few steps.

The invisibility talisman on his body had not been completely removed yet, so he was not worried about being discovered.

The sound of a key being inserted into the door lock was heard. As the door handle was gently pressed down, a man about 1.7 meters tall quickly walked in. He closed the door with his hand and walked a few steps to the bed.

Then he spread his arms and fell straight down, complaining, "I'm so tired! This is not a job for humans, you evil capitalists."

Hearing his complaints, Tang Cuo's eyes twitched a few times, then he raised the hand holding the drugs and walked towards him.

As a tingling sensation came over him, the man on the bed soon lost consciousness.

"Are you tired? Brother, if you are tired, take a good rest." Tang Cuo stretched out his hand to pick up his work card and looked at it carefully. "Ning Chao, 23 years old, second-level researcher at Lingxi Research Institute..."

Tangcuo didn't hesitate too much and quickly put his work badge into his shirt pocket. Then he took off his clothes and exchanged them with the person on the bed.

When everything was over, he wrapped the man in the quilt again and pushed him under the bed.

"Mission accomplished." Tang Cuo clapped his hands and exhaled a few times.

The fair cheeks were covered with a thin layer of sweat due to the exercise and were now turning crimson.

[Host, although you are about the same height as him, you look different and it is easy to be seen. How do you solve this problem?]

"You can see at a glance that you don't understand. Of course, I have a way." As he said this, he pulled down the black scarf hanging beside the bed, then picked up a pair of scissors beside him, and with a few "clicks", he cut out a mask.

Then he put it on his head neatly. Looking at himself in the mirror who looked like an ancient killer, Tang Cuo couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

"so cool!"

[Well……]

"Don't talk yet, Xiaoye, do you know how tempting a masked hero is to a child?" Tang Cuo interrupted him.

[I see, it’s not only very tempting, but also very influential…] It’s corrupting your brain.

"Okay, now let's just wait for dawn." Tang Cuo folded his hands, put them behind his head, and lay casually on the bed.

[Host, if his colleagues ask about this tomorrow, what will you say?]

"Xiao Ye, have you ever lied in your system?"

[No, I belong to a more basic system. If I am not careful, the Lord God will throw me back into the furnace for re-creation...]

"No wonder, then you have to learn it well, maybe you can use it in the future." Tangcuo smiled brightly, "In this respect, I am a national player."

The next morning, there was a knock on the door. Tangcuo stretched, stood up and walked to the door. He was fully armed, and almost all parts of his body were covered except for his eyes and nose.

A black mask, and because he was worried, he also wore a black cap on his head...

The moment he opened the door, he could clearly see that the colleague who came to call him was startled and jumped a little, "No...what are you wearing?"

"Well...I had an allergic reaction to something I ate last night and got a rash. I was afraid I might infect you guys, so I took some precautions."

"Does your voice cause a rash?" The man's cheeks twitched a few times.

"I have a cold and ate spicy food, so my voice has changed a little. What's wrong? I'm Ning Chao, you can't fail to recognize me, right? It's really mean of you to say that..."

"I can recognize you, I can recognize you. You're still as talkative as ever. Hurry up and gather. We're about to set off." The man rolled his eyes and interrupted him in time.

Then he grabbed his collar and walked towards the fleet.

"Okay." Tang Cuo's lips curled up into a smile.

When the ship left the sea, Tangcuo was dragged all the way. He staggered a few steps and finally came to the railing. In order to ensure the success of the trip, several identity verification personnel were arranged at the entrance to the ship.

Anyone who comes on board must show their ID card for inspection.

My colleague next to me was the first to pass the inspection and get on board.

Tang Cuo was at the end of the line. He seemed a little bored, and was swinging his ID card back and forth between his left and right hands.

"The guy at the back, what's wrong with your face?" The inspection personnel at the ship's entrance frowned when they saw his attire.

"I ate something bad last night and had skin allergies. I applied medicine because I was afraid I would infect you." Tang Cuo looked at the two of them and explained casually.

"What's your name? Give me your ID card." After hearing his words, the two did not have too many suspicions.

Tangcuo handed the ID cards to the two men and asked, "Can I go up now?"

"Go ahead, go ahead. Be careful with your diet from now on. If this delays the doctor's work, I won't forgive you."

"understood."

Seeing that the two men let him go, Tangcuo quickly walked onto the boat.

"Why are you so slow?" The man standing next to him on the deck sounded a little impatient.

"Since your face is wrapped like this, it's only natural for them to check it more closely." Tang Cuo spread his hands helplessly.

"Okay." The man didn't say anything else.

The two men quickly came to the cabin, and the man pulled his clothes and stood sideways in front of the door.

"Ning Chao, you'd better be careful and don't always go against them. It's not good for your future development. Although you are the doctor's cousin, the doctor cannot blatantly favor you." The man advised earnestly.

what?

Mu Rong's cousin?

Wow, I didn't expect that he would tie up a big one...

"I know. I just can't stand their style." Tangcuo agreed with him.

"Once this matter is completed, the doctor will transfer you to another department, and you won't have to meet with them anymore. Just be patient."

"Well, I'll bear with it."

"Are there enough people?" He Zhao walked out of the cabin and looked around.

"Everything is ready. We can set sail at any time." The inspector who had just come over saw him and hurried over.

"Okay, let's set sail now. This place is some distance away from the Mandragora Sea, so don't miss the best opportunity to catch it." He Zhao raised his hand to adjust his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone serious.

"Yes, then let's go negotiate now." The inspector nodded and turned to go to the control room.