Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

[Old Newspaper (B): An old newspaper filled with news articles. The person who finds it will unconsciously put it in front of them and start reading. Take advantage of the obstruction of their view to launch a sneak attack. Don't put the newspaper down until you've finished reading it~ Hehehe]

Feng Lan glanced at the somewhat lewd item description and her lips twitched. She still set the item aside, thinking it was somewhat useful. She remembered that Chu Yixuan was still stuck at B-rank, but she was about to be promoted to A-rank soon. The guild's advice to her was to stay at B-rank. However, regardless of whether Chu Yixuan wanted to become an A-rank player or not, she would have to enter the leveling dungeon, which was very difficult. These one-time use items should be very useful to her.

Having come this far, Feng Lan has witnessed many partings. She knows that, given her personality, the further she goes, the fewer familiar people she will become. Therefore, she still makes sure to reconnect with her surviving friends and see old acquaintances every time she leaves a dungeon.

After Feng Lan finished picking out her items, she put the ones she had given to Chu Yixuan into a storage ring. She looked up at Bi Ke, who was still selecting items. Most of them were shiny or brightly colored things, such as glass bottles, gemstones, necklaces, candy wrappers, sculptures, and colorful lollipops.

Hua Hua selected a wide variety of items: large flowerpots, large wooden carvings, straight long swords, roses in covers, and gems of different colors. Feng Lan could tell at a glance that they were for holding soil, for use as climbing supports, and for color references...

She shook her head, judging from the two guys' slow and deliberate selection, they probably wouldn't finish choosing in the next few days.

"Take your time choosing, I'm going out for a bit." Feng Lan didn't want to wait for them, so she packed her things and left.

Wenben Xin also sent her a message. The other party was very interested in such a high-paying job, but did not plan to stay in the dungeon for a long time, so she was considering it. Feng Lan planned to go to Chu Yixuan's house to put the ring there and give the invitation to Wenben Xin. She also planned to go to the little pigeon shop to ask if they would buy junk. Ugh, not junk, but props.

"Please come in." The puppet led Feng Lan into the courtyard. Before they even entered, Feng Lan smelled the aroma of food. Her lips curled up for a second, then quickly closed again, but her steps were lighter than before.

"Invitation." Upon arriving at the reception hall, knowing Feng Lan's personality, Ben Xin didn't engage in much small talk. As she brought out the last dish from the kitchen, Feng Lan casually handed her the invitation.

"Thanks," Ben Xin smiled. The moment she touched the invitation, the A-level item description that popped up on the panel told her how valuable this job was. "Didn't you want to eat some savory snacks before? I researched some and you can take them back to share with your friends."

Looking at the table again, it was full of Feng Lan's favorite flavors: crispy tarts, sesame crisps, chicken slices in red soup, braised fish belly with salted pork hock and vegetables, braised pork ribs in soy sauce, pickled bamboo shoots and bamboo shoots, and several innovative seafood dishes, such as fried crayfish...

Feng Lan took the food box and scanned it with her divine sense. There were five or six kinds of pastries, each weighing in kilograms, starting at ten kilograms. She could also smell the lingering sweetness on Benwen Xin, guessing that she had been making them since receiving her message. Although Benwen Xin didn't say much, Feng Lan didn't pretend not to know. As usual, she copied a portion of the food on the table. While eating with Benwen Xin, Feng Lan told her about the dungeon and the employer, the calico cat.

The main purpose is to give Wenben Xin a basic understanding of this instance, since this job is just a stopover for her, and she's currently eating food made by humans.

"That's the basic situation. With two deities around, there shouldn't be any major danger. Resources are plentiful, and as for spirit coins, you can open any shop outside of her and make a lot of money." Feng Lan elegantly wiped her mouth. All the food on the table was gone. A hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes as she relaxed and leaned back in her chair.

"Thank you, I will consider it carefully." Wen Benxin frowned slightly, feeling both annoyed and happy, but her body language told Feng Lan that she was actually very happy and would probably agree to it in the end.

After all, divine power is very rare for ordinary players.

At least she didn't see any divine power in the food sold at Ms. Wen'e's restaurants.

After all, the threshold for divine power is becoming a god.

……

"She's not home again." Feng Lan pushed aside the family robot squatting at Chu Yixuan's door, stared at it for a few seconds, and thought the robot looked like a puppy with polka dot patterns on its body, ugly-cute. Since she didn't see anyone in her house, she put the storage ring on the living room floor, tore a piece of paper from the drawer, wrote a message, and then swaggered into Chu Yixuan's refrigerator to find some snacks to eat. After sitting for a while without seeing anyone return from the dungeon, Feng Lan left with regret.

I went to Qingdian again, ate some snacks under the gaze of a bunch of pigeons, bothered the pigeons a bit, and was then shooed out with satisfaction. I then went to Senboshi's shop.

The shop was still gloomy, no different from when Feng Lan first came here a few years ago. The crows in the shop still disliked Feng Lan, looking at her with disdain with their small eyes.

"Which bird shop did you come from? You haven't even cleaned the bird feathers off your head." Sen saw Feng Lan, but didn't even lift his eyelids. He lazily leaned against the high counter, looking at his magic book. The chair next to him moved by itself, creaking and groaning, and walked to Feng Lan's side. He even poured her a cup of black tea.

"Just came out of the dungeon, came to see you all." Feng Lan reached out and actually pulled out a few pigeon feathers from her hair. She also pulled out some snake skins from the supermarket. Feng Lan remembered that the Forest Mage had a special fondness for snakes. "The dungeon we went to this time was good, the materials we got were of very good quality."

"Contains divine power? Indeed, quite impressive." The snake skin flew automatically to the Forest Mage. She touched it with her long, slender purple fingernails, scraping the snake skin and making a sharp, sarcastic sound. She was very satisfied with the quality of this batch of snake molts. Her gaze towards Feng Lan became much more amiable. Her smooth, long hair hung down her back. When she stood up, her long shadow fell on the wall behind her, large and wide, like a sinister and beautiful female ghost.

"The new nail art is nice." Feng Lan thought the colorful one that Mage Sen had before was better and suited the beautiful woman better.

"Drip."

A notification sound came from the panel. Feng Lan was standing by the station in the central city. She opened it casually. It was from Misel. She said that she had recently discovered an undeveloped dungeon and asked if she wanted to explore it together. The game rewards were pretty good.

Feng Lan replied casually. The car arrived, and she got in to go home. At home, Bi Ke and Hua Hua were still waiting for her.

"This dungeon is so hard! I almost died in it. There was a wolf that kept chasing me."

"Haha, didn't the master say you're disliked by animals? You must have been touching them again."

Two players sat together. The other player, whose clothes were somewhat tattered and bore numerous bite marks, stroked his hair and grinned smugly. "Hehe, I stole its cub. It has A-level potential."

Feng Lan sat by the window, listening to the whispers of the other players in the car. Outside the window, the buildings, layer upon layer, flew by quickly, leaving the car behind.

In less than a minute, Feng Lan returned home.

"I'm back. Have you made your choices?" Feng Lan casually closed the door, walked to the dining table in the living room on the left, put down the pastries that Ben Xin had brought, and left the food box. They were still steaming hot and at their most delicious.

"It smells so good!"

"I am coming!"

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