Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 90 Game God ([-])
Chapter 95 On a whim?
That person avoids dangerously, and still grumbles in his mouth: "No way, are you serious, kid?"

Luo Junyao glared at him, raised his leg and was about to kick again, when a familiar sweet and soft voice sounded behind him: "Please make way."

Although An Mo didn't know who these people were in front of her, she naturally knew the big names in the entertainment industry in her previous life. After roughly looking at the clothes of a few people, she knew that they were of good status, and it would be best not to provoke them.

Hearing this, Lu Zining raised his eyebrows, and was the first to get out of the way, leaning against the wall with his arms folded and waiting to watch the play. The reaction of this little girl was as unexpected as ever.

The game accounts of the few of them have been reprogrammed, and their appearances are all virtual images, so it's no wonder she can't recognize them.

Luo Junyao turned around quickly, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

At first, he was only attracted by the little girl's behavior. There were countless beautiful women around him, and her appearance really didn't appeal to him.

It's just that he didn't expect that the 45% appearance adjustment turned out to be a downgrade. The real appearance is more delicate than in the game. No wonder she showed it to Liquor Ruge and the others without paying attention.

He didn't dare to take a closer look, and he was amazed by just a quick glance. He looked around blankly, but the figure of the little girl appeared in his mind:
The long golden-brown hair poured down like a waterfall to the waist, giving people a very soft feeling without touching it with hands. The pupils were rare blue, as clear and bright as the sea. Luo Junyao even concluded that the eyelashes were long and curly , like the doll my cousin used to hold in her arms.

She is wearing a very simple shirt and jeans, and the front hem is tucked into the trousers, which makes her slender waist full of grip. She should have earned a lot of money from the live broadcast, but she is still so plain and too thin. Could it be that she didn't eat? Are you full?

Although he was thinking wildly all the time, he still didn't know what to say.

With his family background, he has always had the wind and the rain, and he has been a lawless bully since he was a child. It is rare for him to be hesitant.

The people around him felt even more surprised when they saw this, and they all gathered around Lu Zining and whispered about who this girl was.

An Mo looked at him inexplicably. It was already very difficult for her petite body to bear the weight of a person, and she still had to hold on at the door. A little bit of anger gradually rose in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't let it out.

Seeing that the little girl lifted the person on her shoulders up again, Luo Junyao was also very impatient. His mind was in a mess now, he didn't know whether to reveal his identity, or something else, he was very annoyed Grabbing the already messy short wine-red hair, he blurted out a sentence: "Let me help you support her!"

"Pfft..." The people behind him couldn't stop laughing wildly, they never expected him to say such a sentence after holding back for a long time.

"..." An Mo was also speechless. She was silent for a second, then raised her head and smiled politely: "No, thank you."

The corners of Luo Junyao's eyes twitched, and he regretted what he said. The wanton laughter of the brothers behind him didn't stop, and his anger became more and more intense: "Get out of here!"

Seeing this, several people laughed and walked away with their shoulders crossed. Luo Junyao stood on the spot and clenched his fists, his face darkened. He had never been so ashamed before.

He has always been not interested in women, and for some reason, he is especially interested in this little girl. Maybe Zi Ning really said it, just on a whim.

"Are you okay?" An Mo asked again, her shoulders were so sore now, Tong Nan had already fallen asleep on top of her, if this person still didn't move, she decided to go back to the box to rest for a while.

"Uh...that" Luo Junyao looked around worriedly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl's slightly frowning eyebrows. He reached out to smooth it out, but when he raised it to half the height, he retracted it in embarrassment and turned to touch his nose. A flash of inspiration.

"What's your name?" He didn't know her name yet.

An Mo looked at him vigilantly again, he must have met a dude who raised a little girl.

No, seeing that his clumsy appearance just now doesn't look like that kind of person, then, what's the matter...

"An Mo." She couldn't think of a clue for a while, not to mention that this person wanted to know who he was, and he could find the result if he just checked it. There was no need to hide a name.

"Ah..." Luo Junyao answered absently, but his mind was running wildly about what to say next.

After a long while with no results, he sighed: "How about I send you off?" That's the only way to go, the little girl's shoulders might be useless if she drags on.

"No, thank you." An Mo tentatively asked, "Can we...can we go?"

"..." Luo Junyao got out of the way very depressed, and hurriedly asked the waiter to find out where the person was, but nothing happened.

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It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when An Mo returned home. He hadn't eaten yet, but he was too hungry and didn't feel any better. Go online and continue the experiment.

Playing a dungeon in the morning gave her an inspiration. It was tiring to farm monsters outside, and she had to sit on the floor if she wanted to rest. Not to mention whether it was dirty or not, it was hard and uncomfortable, so she decided to make a sofa!
At this time, the favorability of the NPC showed its effect. Putting on homemade nail polish, An Mo excitedly went to the house of the carpenter uncle in the town. Useful.

After staying there for an hour, she finally learned the basic configuration of the sofa, and learned how to make basic furniture such as beds and tables by analogy. She wants to go back and make improvements by herself. The goal is a super comfortable one that is soft enough to sink the body sofa!

I was very busy until it was getting dark and realized that it was already night, and then realized that someone was very quiet today. An Mo opened the friend list and found that Yeye Shengge was not online at all, so the strange shrugs stopped. I thought, I also went offline to have dinner.

As soon as he took off the gaming helmet, the phone rang. Tong Nan was probably sober, and he was no longer confused when he spoke:
"Momo, you are so kind."

"Come on, why are you being hypocritical with me?" An Mo scolded with a smile.

The person on the other end of the phone also laughed: "I've recovered, and I won't shed a single tear for the scumbag man! Next, I will work hard and earn a lot of money!"

Speaking of Qian Anmo and thinking of Tong Nan's wanton profligacy at noon, he might suffer for a while: "Are you playing "Sky Tomb"?"

She thought that maybe she could bring Tong Nan with her. Although only she could make things, she could let her friends do it for the collection of materials, and she would share part of the money earned.

"What is that?" Tong Nan's previous life basically revolved around her boyfriend, except for work, which was their daily necessities.

An Mo shook his head speechlessly. According to the current popularity rate of "Sky Tomb", it can basically be said to be a wave of games for all people. There is even a novice who has never heard of it.

Briefly explained to her that this is not the first holographic online game, and Tong Nan knew a little bit about it, and after a few words, he agreed to An Mo's suggestion, saying that he would buy a game helmet when his salary was paid at the end of the month.

　Thank you, 丠湬, thank you.

　　Thank you very much for your support and encouragement all the time. If you have any bad points, please feel free to comment. I will work hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)