Transmigrated to the parallel world Blue Star, Mo Ran and all humans were sent to a so-called survival game.
Just as Mo Ran was extremely desperate, his transmigration golden finger finally a...
"Mouse, head north."
Mo Ran sat back in the command chair and gave the order to Shu Shu.
"Understood, conductor!"
A cold, mechanical sound emanated from the vehicle, and it began to move, heading north.
It was already 3:30 PM, and the sun was beginning to set in the west.
The surrounding temperature was not as hot as at noon, and the sun was not as scorching.
The mouse traveled across the wasteland at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, kicking up a cloud of dust behind it.
With nothing else to do, Mo Ran opened the bag of sunflower seeds, grabbed a handful, and started cracking them open.
"Hmm, it's been a long time since I've eaten sunflower seeds. Tasting them today really brings back some memories."
Mo Ran even brought the robot vacuum cleaner in from outside, cracking open a sunflower seed and spitting out a piece of shell.
Wherever there are sunflower seed shells on the ground, the robot vacuum will go and clean them up.
It's so convenient; Mo Ran can choose whichever direction she wants to go for it.
Robot vacuum cleaner: Okay, okay! So this is how you play it?! You're so high and mighty!
While munching on sunflower seeds, I opened the game panel.
Mo Ran decided to check if there had been any new private messages for transactions during this period.
Once I opened my private messages, I was bombarded with all sorts of messages.
Looking at the various resource exchange requests above, Mo Ran accepted them all as long as they weren't too bad.
After all, water is inexhaustible, and the one who suffers a loss can never be Mo Ran.
Moreover, Mo Ran is also a seasoned game hoarder, and she loves hoarding resources.
"Hey, there's another special private message here."
Just then, Mo Ran discovered a unique message among the many private messages.
The sender of the private message was a player from Japan named Yamada Hanako, who, judging from the name, should be a female player.
The message was clear: it ordered Mo Ran to provide them with water unconditionally.
Furthermore, his words were full of belittling and disdain, as if Mo Ran was supposed to be like that.
"Okay, okay, is this how you play? Then I'll definitely let you experience the charm of language."
Mo Ran simply stopped eating the melon seeds and typed with both hands.
"Hey, where did this mad dog come from? Did your parents forget to tie you up at home this morning?"
"If you're so awesome, why don't you just fly to the sky? If you're so tough, come and beat me up through the internet!"
Mo Ran edited the text and added several beautiful and melodious phrases.
As for what beautiful language it is, I won't reveal it here.
"Phew, my hands are almost sore from typing."
Looking at the long message on the chat panel, Mo Ran shook her aching hands.
Then click send, and immediately block the other party.
After resolving this minor incident, Mo Ran continued eating sunflower seeds.
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On the other side, in a makeshift camp.
"That damned Long Guo Mo Ran, didn't she hear me clearly? How dare she not reply to my messages for so long!"
Yamada Hanako looked at the blank panel and a look of anger rose on her face.
"bite"!
Just then, a notification sound rang in the message panel.
Yamada Kaori immediately looked over and saw a long string of comments.
The game's translation function automatically transformed the text into a format she could understand.
As she continued browsing, Yamada Hanako's entire face began to change.
Like those colored lights, his face changed from blue to red, green, and blue in turn, until finally his face turned completely black.