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Chapter 33 Night Festival

【Ding! 】

[Anchor information has been loaded successfully...]

[Anchor He Ziyun has entered the game... Please pay attention to the game interface notification! 】

[20 anchors have been gathered, and the copy is being searched...]

【warn! The copy "Night Tour Festival" is loading... All anchors please pay attention...]

He Ziyun, who had had the experience before, sat down subconsciously, adjusted his posture to a comfortable position, closed his eyes and waited.

【3】

【2】

【1】

The familiar feeling of dizziness and weightlessness entered his nerves, causing He Ziyun to subconsciously hold on to the armrests on both sides of the chair.

[Anchor He Ziyun has started broadcasting]

"Wake up sir, please fasten your seat belt."

A sweet female voice sounded in the ears of the young man with his eyes closed, mixed with an imperceptible numbness.

He Ziyun's eyelids moved, and his nerve endings were stinging from sleeping for too long, which made the young man open his eyes much slower.

The last time I entered the dungeon, I didn’t seem to have this feeling...

While his thoughts were surging, He Ziyun quickly nodded to the woman in front of him, took off his mask and showed an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."

The young man was handsome, not to mention apologetic. Even if the woman was a little irritable just now, she couldn't help but blush under such a staring face.

"It's okay, sir. Please put your seat belt on first. It won't be safe to drive later."

The woman changed her previous impatience and her eyes lit up: "You have such good looks, you will definitely find a very good job."

Work?

He Ziyun's heart moved, and he looked around his environment with hidden eyes.

This is the inside of a somewhat cramped bus, and the nose is filled with the stuffy smell of stale air, which makes people feel dizzy. There were many passengers with their eyes closed sitting on the seats next to them.

"is it?"

After quickly sizing up the young people around him, he looked expectantly: "It would be great if I could really find a good job."

Looking at the young man's face, the woman's expression became a little strange. She smiled and said, "You will definitely do it."

[Congratulations to the anchor He Ziyun for triggering the main plot of the copy "Night Tour Festival""

[What to do when all the work is saturated? You are unemployed and have received an email. The recruiter named Alien sincerely invites you for an interview. Once admitted, you will have an easy job, generous remuneration, and lifelong security. Faced with such a job, you happily embark on the "Alien" The bus sent by the "World"...]

[Side mission: Pass the interview]

The system's female voice reported in a leisurely manner, but the information she spat out allowed He Ziyun to roughly guess the current situation.

For example, now, are they actually a group of social animals heading to another "world" to work?

He Ziyun, who had never experienced working before, was really curious.

The woman stepped on high heels and walked towards the next passenger with her back to the young man. She also whispered to remind him to fasten his seat belt.

Passengers who have just woken up, or can be said to be "job seekers", have different expressions, some are confused, some are at a loss, some are cautious, some are expressionless...all kinds of expressions and movements are available.

He Ziyun could tell with just a few glances that many of them were novice anchors who had just entered the live broadcast room.

This is the terrifying thing about "Miracle". Whether it's a senior anchor or a novice anchor, it doesn't care about everyone's strength. He just grabs them and stuffs them into the same copy, regardless of the consequences.

He Ziyun remembered that the system announced at the beginning that there were 20 anchors in this copy.

It seems that this time it won’t be like the last time where all levels were cleared without casualties.

He Ziyun looked at the people in the car casually, and then his eyes fixed on the woman who kept reminding "job seekers".

He felt that there was something wrong with the other party. He had not seen it due to the lack of sight just now, but now he could see it very clearly.

For example, why does a woman wearing high heels not make the distinctive "click-click" sound of high heels?

The woman is hunched over, with a graceful figure and slender calves. A thin shoe chain hangs on her ankle, and below is a pair of dazzling red high heels.

If it weren't for the two centimeters difference between the soles of high-heeled shoes and the ground, they would still be very eye-catching.

The female ticket inspector who was dutifully reminding her suddenly turned around, her bright red lips raised in an exaggerated way, and she stared back at He Ziyun who still didn't look back.

He Ziyun sat on the seat, as if he didn't see the strange smile of the female ticket inspector, and waved the mobile phone in her hand shyly:

"Sister, can you add me on WeChat?"

The viewers watching the live broadcast in front of the screen were shocked:

[Holy crap, what kind of operation is this? 】

[No, isn't he an omega? Are you still thinking about flirting with girls in the dungeon? 】

[Omega are men too, why can’t men flirt with girls? 】

【Add one plus one! ! ! agreed, agreed! Omegas are men too! ! ! 】

The barrage was in chaos, and they began to discuss whether omega would work or not.

There are also sane viewers who typed with difficulty:

[...No, what are you talking about? Shouldn't we be discussing why the anchor suddenly flirted with this obviously problematic ticket collector? 】

[…It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, he flirted with the girl anyway]

【Is it possible to meet true love? 】

[Please dry your eyes and speak! Is this girl as beautiful as the anchor with a pinky finger? 】

[Hahahaha, the metaphor above is so vivid and vivid]

[Although I admit that anchor Queshi is very good-looking even with her little finger, but why do you have to look at someone’s face when you like them? 】

[Made can't stand it anymore! No one talks about the key points! Isn’t the point of it that this woman looks like a ghost at first glance? Do you want to see what you are posting? besides! My wife just called me sister! ! ! ! 】

The barrage went blank for a few seconds.

[It seems, forget it, it’s nothing]

[Sister...sister...hehehehe...]

[Post, post, post, post! ! ! ! 】

【What is my wife calling me? Yes, yes, yes? ! ! 】

【Sure enough, it doesn’t work! My wife can only be ours! 】

[Draw your sword, female ghost! ! 】

[Shasha... So why don't you call me brother? 】

[...Is it possible that the female ghost is called a female ghost because the female ghost is female? 】

【…】

Compared to the chaos on the barrage side, the female ticket inspector who passively became a love rival looked confused: "...?"

Before she could retract her exaggerated mouth, she was stunned by the young man's words and subconsciously pointed at herself: "Add, add WeChat?"

He Ziyun nodded "shyly": "Yes."

"Can I add one more?"

The young man raised the phone in his hand again, his finger bones turning white, and he seemed a little nervous.

Some of the anchors who had regained their composure next to them looked at the shy young man and gritted their teeth.

What is this omega doing?

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