Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 116 No such person ([-])

[The plane is being launched, and the delivery is successful. 】

Nan Wan woke up and found herself sitting in an old carriage. The carriage was so small that it was difficult to even turn around.

There was a panel floating in front of her with four large characters written on it.

[Game Notes. 】

[Host, you are currently in an escape game, and I swallowed the system responsible for guiding you, so I will send you the plane information and game information next. ] System output channel.

When all the information came, Nan Wan frowned slightly.

This task was more difficult than she imagined.

It’s fine to find a ghost, but to pet him and agree to whatever he does.

But in this escape game, the player and the ghost are completely opposite.

"Miss, we're here." The coachman knocked heavily on the carriage with his fingers.

Several choices immediately pop up on the panel.

[One, tell the coachman that I will not give you a penny. 】

[Second, thank the coachman and give him a coin as a reward. 】

[Third, accuse the coachman of driving irregularly, which is likely to cause a car accident. 】

Nanwan thought about it and chose two.

"Dear miss, thank you for your kindness and beauty, I wish you a pleasant stay." The coachman bowed to Nanwan and pulled the carriage away.

"Spring comes to the ice coffin."

Nan Wan gently read the name of the hotel.

[Arrive at the game location, now start dungeon loading. 】

[Game dungeon name: Chinese version of the little match girl. 】

[Level: Level 50.00 (The death rate is as high as [-]%.]

[Mode: Multiplayer combat mode. 】

[Game task: help the little girl sell matches and prevent the snow from coming.Remember, little girls die in snow. 】

[Player information: Nanwan,...]

"You are a player!" A little girl suddenly appeared at the door.

The girl was about ten years old, with an ordinary face, but beautiful eyes, reminiscent of spring.

Seeing Nan Wan looking at her, the girl smiled and said, "I am also a player. My name is Xiaoxue. I am 11 years old this year."

"My name is Shi Fang."

"Hello, sister Shi." Xiaoxue smiled and held Nanwan's hand, "You are the last player, I will take you in."

Nan Wan obediently followed behind Xiao Bei.

A man and two women were sitting in the hall.

The man was in his thirties, wearing a suit, black-rimmed glasses, and a serious expression.

The two women are in their twenties and the other in their forties.

The [-]-year-old looks like a college student, wearing a dress, youthful.

A vicissitudes of face in his forties, with thick calluses on his hands.

"Xiaoxue." The college student beckoned to her.

"Sister Liu Qing." Xiaoxue smiled and jumped forward, innocent and innocent.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Youjin, a junior player." The only man among the three said while holding his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Liu Qing, junior player."

"Li Yanyan, junior player..."

"Hi, I'm Shi Fang, a junior player." Nan Wan nodded towards them.

"Dear guests." An old gentleman in a black coat suddenly walked in the door, "Welcome to stay in the Chunlai Ice Coffin. Next, let me tell you about the check-in rules."

"One, you can't go out at eight o'clock in the evening."

"Second, the food prepared in the ice coffin must be eaten and not wasted."

"Third, we must keep in mind the core socialist values ​​and traditional Chinese virtues."

"Socialist core values?" Liu Qing repeated in disbelief.

"That's right, the core values ​​of socialism." The old gentleman said solemnly.

"These three points must be followed, otherwise the ice coffin will not be responsible for any problems."

After speaking, the old gentleman left.

"I want to ask, are everyone's tasks the same?" Zhao Youjin said slowly.

"Isn't it just to send the little girl home safely?" Liu Qing said without defense.

"Sister Liu Qing is right. This is a group task, and everyone should have the same task." Li Yanyan said softly.

"Me too." Xiaoxue smiled brightly, "Big brother, isn't your task like this?"

"My mission is the same as yours." Zhao Youjin took off his glasses, and wiped the frames carefully with paper.

"It's mine too." Nan Wan glanced at Zhao Youjin.

She didn't believe that this man was just a junior player.

"Since everyone is here, don't we have to understand the mission background first?"

After the words fell, a mechanical sound sounded.

"The little girl had a very happy life and had parents who loved her. But the good times didn't last long. The little girl's parents died in a car accident. The little girl's family property was taken over by the vicious uncle and aunt. In order to oppress the little girl, the uncle, Tell her to go out and sell matches, and don't come back if she can't sell them all. The poor little girl was scared and died in the snow."

"The task has been issued, please work hard to complete the task, all intermediate and advanced players."

Nan Wan fell silent.

Dare to tell the truth just now, they are all intermediate and high-level players.

Even Koxue, who seemed the weakest.

"It's so strange! I'm clearly a junior player, why do you classify me as an intermediate and advanced player?" Xiaoxue smiled sweetly, "Big brother, do you know?"

Faced with Xiaoxue's question, Zhao Youjin suddenly began to sweat.

"This... this..."

"Forget it, you don't know at first glance with your stupid head." Xiaoxue curled her lips and turned to look at Nan Wan: "Sister Shi, do you know?"

"Sorry, I don't know either." Nan Wan shook his head lightly.

"Beautiful sister doesn't know either, so forget it, Xiaoxue won't ask." Xiaoxue talked about other topics understandingly: "Should we eat now! I'm so hungry."

She rubbed her stomach as she spoke.

"Dear guests, your dinner is ready, please follow me." The old gentleman appeared again.

"God, he's so scary." Liu Qing complained softly.

No one knows how he appeared.

"Dear guests, it's six o'clock now, you have one hour left for dinner, and one more hour..." The old gentleman paused.

"What are you doing in another hour?" Xiaoxue asked curiously.

"Of course it's dinner for the ghosts!" the old gentleman said with a light smile.

"Is there any point in cooking dinner for ghosts?"

"Of course." The old gentleman stared at Nan Wan and licked his lips.

"We ghosts are very particular. We don't eat non-delicious food. Delicious food, hehe, we want the most tender meat."

"Grandpa, your saliva is dripping." Xiaoxue said with a look of disgust, "You are so old, why are you less hygienic than a kid like me?"

The old gentleman's expression changed, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

"Dear guests, I'm sorry for making such an indecent move." The old gentleman bowed, "To express my apology, I decided to prepare some more food for you."

(End of this chapter)