Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

"You mean..." Li Changfeng pondered for a moment, "That female corpse told you that Mr. Duke's partner must like white roses?"

Bad nod.

Li Changfeng closed his eyes.

The conditions for completing the hidden mission are the same as those he investigated.

There are so many dungeon rewards in total, and they are divided according to the degree of contribution. If possible, he wants to take all the rewards for himself.

He originally thought that the duke's partner could only be a woman, so he asked Xiao Lin, who seemed the most ignorant in the team, to play the role of bride.

Other newcomers do not participate in the task, and the contribution is 0.Kobayashi plays the bride, and her reward goes to him, that's what they agreed.

However, at the dinner, the Duke named the man in black as his partner.

It seems that Mr. Duke's conditions for choosing a spouse are far wider than he imagined.

Originally, he just wanted to send the bad guys away so that he could catch the newcomer in black, but he didn't expect this silly-looking guy to actually find a clue.

No.

If this continues, the more these naive newcomers know, the less rewards he will get.

"I see." Li Changfeng said, "How about us..."

……

"Why don't we go back and play cards now." Next to the entertainment room, Jiang Xianyu sat slumped on the sofa, and opened the bag of potato chips beside him.

"Little salted fish!" Dr. Zhang snatched Jiang Xianyu's potato chips heartbrokenly, with a look of hatred for iron.

Also, what time is it, and what are the things on the poker table doing!

There is only one employee in the castle, Jiang Xianyu, and the moving and talking female corpse feels abnormal even with her toes.

Nine times out of ten it was the intruder.

The intruder couldn't find the power of the undead in the prison and returned to Xiaoting. Maybe the next step would be to smash this powerless salted fish boss into thousands of pieces.

"There's nothing in my cell, the intruders should have finally figured it out."

"My world is rejecting him, so now he can only return to Hakoniwa."

"And that means he's running out of time."

"Victory is ahead." Jiang Xianyu concluded, "We are not far from killing him."

Doctor Zhang took a step back in a daze.

In a place that Jiang Xianyu didn't know, the boss of Samsara Realm once set up a support club for this confused boss, and he was worried about him every day.

The little salted fish who lived in the ancient castle for hundreds of years finally learned to think. Although the final conclusion was strange, it was still worthy of encouragement.

"We have to keep an eye on those players. It's the last moment to kill the invaders, and there can't be any mistakes."

There are white roses everywhere in Uzi Castle, Jiang Xianyu played with the flowers on the table while talking.

Considering the high cost of flowers, the roses in the Castle of Uzi are all fake flowers.

He stared at the white petals, and inexplicably thought of the awkward expression of the big man in black just now, and seemed to realize something.

……

Doctor Zhang was confused.

The old friend is probably driven crazy by work.

After repeating many times to kill the intruders and go back to continue playing cards——

Jiang Xianyu ran to the basement.

Doctor Zhang followed, and immediately met the extremely weird BDJ doll.

When the storage space in the lounge is insufficient, many bosses will put insignificant things directly in the box garden.

But the matter of putting a doll that looks exactly like a real person in the basement can only be done by this salted fish boss with an unusual brain circuit.

Besides this doll, Jiang Xianyu piled up many things in the basement.

Including various peripheral products he previously created for his own tomato brand.

Unique, all gadgets designed and made by himself.

After searching, he found a dusty music box from a pile of old things.

The shape of the music box is a tomato.

Jiang Xianyu tried to fiddle with the button hidden at the bottom of the music box. The music box made a "squeaky" sound, and the tomato slowly opened from the middle, spreading out layer by layer, and finally turned into a flower.

It's exactly the same as the tomato flower he made when he was eating supper.

The gears in the music box are a little rusty, and a simple "Fur Elise" is playing staggeringly.

Mr. Jiang Xianyu, who is ingenious and ingenious, found such a thing as repairing the music box. It didn't take long for him to find the broken gear and skillfully replaced the music box with new parts.

The smooth music poured out of the music box again, and Jiang Xianyu stood up from the ground holding the strangely shaped music box like a baby, whispering: "That's it, he will definitely like it."

"But what if he doesn't like it? Wouldn't I be cold?"

He turned his head to look at the puppet lying on the wall, and suddenly smiled.

He activated his ability and transferred his soul into the puppet.

Over time, the discomfort of the previous spinning has subsided.After moving around on the spot twice, and after confirming that there is no problem with the puppet's movement, Jiang Xianyu said to his old friend: "Old Zhang, help me carry my body to the secret base."

Doctor Zhang: "..."

……

The whole conversation led by Li Changfeng was like playing a house.

Fu Zhan sat on the high stool the whole time, looking coldly at the self-righteous senior.

Bad explained the girl's words verbatim, and even perfectly whitewashed the fiancée in the diary.

But Fu Zhan didn't listen to a word.

When he started talking about Mr. Duke's past, Fu Zhan's thoughts drifted far, far away.

He thought of the books and diaries he had opened in the study.

The flamboyant cursive characters and the rigid primary school students' round characters don't look like they were written by the same person, and the style of speech is even more different.This kind of situation has occasionally appeared in dungeons before, and the explanation given by the main god at that time was that there was a bug in the dungeon refresh.

But an almost impossible conjecture rose from the bottom of his heart:

Could it be that the duke in front of him is not the tyrannical boss of Uzi Castle at all?

[I hope someone can love me. 】

There was a bookmark in that vulgar but cherished love novel by Mr. Duke, and this puzzling sentence was written on the bookmark.Fu Zhan still can't figure out why there is such a strange bookmark in the love novel, but it seems that at a certain moment, he felt the loneliness of the owner of the bookmark.

Someone can love themselves.

A humble but unattainable wish.

A wish that was exactly the same as the one he made when he was a child.

Was it the tyrannical and bloodthirsty Duke of Uzi who wrote this sentence, or the bewildered young man he met?

What is life like in a centuries-old castle?

Many, many questions popped up one after another, irrelevant to dungeons, all things were like a mess in his mind.

"That...that..." A familiar voice came from above his head.

Fu Zhan raised his head, and met Wang Bitou's blue at once.

The person in front of him felt a little strange, but Fu Zhan was sure that he was the confused Mr. Duke.

After talking to the man in black, Jiang Xianyu was a little embarrassed.

It's over, it's over, it's over...

Fortunately, he dispatched Zhang Quide to fix his body.

Don't let that fellow Zhang Quide see the scary boss giving the player a dungeon souvenir.

What's more, if you give it away, it is very likely to be rejected by the big boss. If the big boss in front of you is not happy, he might raise his hand, and his life will be lost.

Fortunately, the body of the BDJ doll is more insured, if the boss gets angry——

At most, the puppet is broken.

Just a little embarrassing.

But for some reason, Jiang Xianyu wanted to give this tomato music box to this big guy who didn't know his name.

There is no special reason, the boss has basically never laughed since the beginning of the dungeon, and the expression on the tomato a few times before was so lonely.

After all, he was the only one who praised his cooking skills, he just wanted to make the boss happy.

Tomatoes are gone after eating, this tomato music box can run for a long time without breaking.

But things haven't been delivered yet——

Jiang Xianyu shut himself up.

What is the name of this black man?

He only knew that the man's ID was a string of ellipses, but he didn't know what the man's name was or how to call him.

The other party seemed to see what Jiang Xianyu was thinking, and said, "Fu Zhan."

Jiang Xianyu: "What?"

"Fu Zhan, my name is Fu Zhan."

"V... Zhan?"

Jiang Xianyu called out the name.

His voice was a little nasal, and he seemed to be awake, evoking a strange numbness, like grass buds washed by spring rain, soaked in the morning mist, green and bright.

Fu Zhan pondered this tone carefully in his heart.

Nice voice.

"Tell me, Your Excellency, what do you want?"

He is willing to pay a little more patience for this duke who has no bad intentions.

"This." Mr. Duke pushed the music box in front of Fu Zhan, "For you."

"I personally made it, unique."

Fu Zhan played with the tomato-shaped thing for a while, and the mechanism triggered the tomato to turn into a flower.

"I just saw that you were very reluctant to part with those tomatoes, so I will send you a fake tomato."

"It's... a souvenir of the three-day and two-day tour of the Castle of Uzi"

"Why send me?"

"What?" Mr. Duke didn't understand Fu Zhan's question for a while.

"I said, Your Excellency, why did you send me off?"

"Just." Mr. Duke said this in a low voice, "I hope you will be happy."

Very warm feeling.

Obscure emotions spread in Fu Zhan's eyes.

It's been a long time since anyone did this.

Give him a unique gift, just want him to be happy.

He had never been so impulsive.

It was the first time I gave up thinking, and something was clamoring and gushing out from the bottom of my heart.

It doesn't matter whether his boss is real or fake, it's just a bunch of data, even a bug doesn't matter!

Fu Zhan remembered the reward for the hidden mission.

"Thank you, I like it very much." He suppressed his voice and expressed his gratitude to the youth.

A plan was brewing in his mind.

He wanted to hold this string of data tightly in his palm.