I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 75 Principal’s Remuneration

"The Red Rose Empire is also where I and my family live." Anlos said, "So, of course I will not let evil invade."

I am enough for the evil forces.

Makur was deeply moved, a mixture of admiration and shame.

"I should be damned if I doubted you so much before! Master Tian!" Macul shouted, with tears in his eyes.

Anlos: "Don't call me with honorifics. It's weird. People who don't know may think we are playing some kind of game."

Macul: "Then why can Master Louis do it?"

He still remembered that on the first day of school, Master Louis called Anlos master!

Anlos:?

What kind of weird comparison is this?

Anlos silently leaned back and tightened the quilt.

Just as the atmosphere between the two became increasingly anxious, Anlos suddenly raised his head with emotion and looked at the door of the infirmary.

Then there was a heavy sound from outside the door, like someone wearing hard platform boots stepping on the ground.

"Squeak-"

The door to the infirmary was pushed open again.

The first person to step in was a strong white goat leg.

The leg-of-mutton chair staggered in, along with the handsome man with silver hair flowing down like a waterfall.

As soon as Principal Gabriel Hamlet entered the infirmary, a mysterious feeling filled the room.

Those silver eyes looked at Anros and Macul with a smile, as if there were stars flowing in them.

Macul immediately straightened up, bowed respectfully, and left the infirmary on his own initiative.

He knew that the conversation that followed was not something he could listen to.

"Click."

After the door closed, Principal Gabriel sighed softly, held up his cheeks pretending to be distressed, and said, "Anlos, you have done another big thing."

"You are like the protagonist in an adventure story, surrounded by countless struggles."

Anlos: "Winter is coming, Mr. Principal. I don't want to cause trouble."

"Rather, this should be handled by you."

Principal Gabriel was silent for a moment and shrugged: "There are a lot involved in this, dear. The agreement between me and the old man is just to protect Nymeria."

"After you have lived for hundreds of years, if you want to interfere in the conflicts of the world, you will feel as boring as chewing a piece of chewing gum that has been chewed for hundreds of years."

"But, alas, I do owe you a reward, and that's what I'm here for."

"Tell me, little hero, what do you want?"

Anlos: "I want to win the Hamlet Prize."

"Oh," Gabriel raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I didn't expect that there would be something you could appreciate in my little academy."

"But - it's a pity."

"Because you prevented the disaster from happening in advance, you did not attract the attention of the people and the king. I cannot give you this worldly glory."

"But why go to all this trouble~ Just come and ask me for help."

Anlos thought for a moment, and for the sake of his status as a wealthy young man and his family, the Red Rose Empire could not be overthrown.

In this case, the Hamlet Award will be won sooner or later, and the body can still hold on, so there is no need to ask Principal Gabriel at this time.

"Then - I want the 'Tempering Flame' and the 'Unchangeable Mold'."

This is the material from which the Fairy Bone China Cup is made.

Anros still doesn't know how he got them.

"The unchanged mold, yes, I understand." Gabriel thought for a moment, then nodded, "This is enough to repay the reward."

"Next week, I can give it to you."

"What about the tempered flame?" Anros asked, feeling a little surprised.

Just an "immutable mold" can actually offset the merits of exorcising the curse of a resentful baby.

What on earth is this?
"The tempered flames are all around you, you don't need my help." Gabriel said to the Riddler. ".All right."

Anlos nodded.

Although Principal Gabriel is very unreliable, he will not lie.

Now that he said so, Anros just needs to wait quietly and pay attention to his surroundings.

After finalizing the payment, Principal Gabriel did not stay any longer.

He yawned tiredly, waved goodbye casually, and staggered out of the infirmary.

Macul wanted to come in again, but was kicked away by the nurse, leaving only a look of reluctance that made Anlos furious.

Quite strange.

Anlos rubbed his arms, and after the nurse's instructions, he lay back on the bed.

I opened the system out of boredom, only to find an option I didn’t have before——

[Player Forum].

Immediately, Anlos almost ejected from where he was.

As an NPC, can he actually check the player forum? ! !

With excitement, Anlos quickly opened the [Player Forum].

What came into view were the extremely familiar characters - [Land of Electronic Sheep].

"Oops! What's wrong with you?!" the nurse lady exclaimed, and hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No," Anlos rubbed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm just too happy."

After a while.

Anlos gathered his emotions and looked at the player forum again.

Just like in the previous life, as soon as the closed beta started, the forum was in a state of chaos and chaos.

Among the popular posts on the homepage, Anlos couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the article "If I win the hidden camp in the opening draw, I will become the evil god's lackey".

Habitually typing "+3", Anlos didn't realize until he clicked send that he probably didn't have an account now——

[Sent successfully, experience value +3]

Anros's eyes suddenly widened.

Trembling from the bottom of his heart, Anlos clicked on his personal homepage and saw a familiar name:

[Asgardian Angler].

It's his account from his previous life.

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At this moment, countless memories surged out, creating a storm in Anlos' heart.

If he was just reborn and time-traveled, why does the account he originally created by purchasing the game cabin still exist?

Is there any other explanation for time travel?

Is it just a "pop", just like in the novel, when the dump truck hits, the eyes close and open, and time travels?
Anlos doesn’t think so.

All of this must be driven by someone behind the scenes, because the meditation pattern that constitutes his origin is a fish caught by fate.

Anros raised his head and seemed to see a spindle thread, spreading from his body to the end of the sky.

After long thought.

Anlos recovered his thoughts and let out a long breath.

Every time he uncovered a corner of the truth, the light emanating from within made his eyes dazzle.

This matter cannot be rushed.

We can only climb the ladder of God step by step.

Anlos was browsing the forum absentmindedly, and suddenly, a post jumped into his eyes.

——[Red Rose Empire Mission: Capture Anlos Tian! 】

(End of this chapter)