"Mu Chen".

"Um?"

Did you offend my uncle?

Why do you ask that?

"Otherwise, why would you take on the job of playing the villainous boss?"

Having just experienced how a player's unintentional remark triggered a feeling of discomfort in the character's body, I immediately understood how difficult it is to play this role.

For someone like Mingmei, whose emotional fluctuations are not usually significant and who has not experienced a great deal of emotion, this sudden, intense, and destructive emotion almost overwhelmed her mentally.

She couldn't even imagine what reason Mu Chen would have to play the villainous boss, or how long he had been doing this kind of work.

This time, however, Mu Chen did not answer Mingmei's question.

When did he accept the role of the villainous boss?

To be honest, if you asked him to think about it himself, he couldn't remember exactly how long it had been.

Different escape games and different time flows sometimes make him lose track of how much time has passed even after he leaves the game pod.

He didn't know how long it took him to get over that intense and negative emotional outburst, or how long he had been living like that.

Perhaps it started the moment he came into this world?

"Mu Chen".

"Um?"

As if sensing Mu Chen's negative mood, Mingmei tightened her grip on his waist: "How about you continue playing the player next time, and I'll just sell my lunchboxes again..."

Before the game had even truly begun, Mingmei declared that she didn't want to have a script and become a big shot in the future.

It's too bitter.

Is it always the case that big shots experience initial success followed by hardship?

"...Okay, if nothing unexpected happens."

After hesitating for a long time, Mu Chen finally gave Mingmei an ambiguous answer.

Mingmei let out a dissatisfied snort and withdrew from the other person's embrace.

She glanced at the clean vegetables on the stove, composed herself, and muttered irritably, "Okay, go cook, I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Mu Chen grabbed her hand and she felt something warm being placed in her palm.

She looked down and saw a small bun wrapped in oil paper.

This is probably the closest dessert I've ever made to a meal, as a dessert enthusiast—red bean paste buns with jujube paste filling.

·

I'm still hungry.

Despite having eaten quite a bit of bread, Lu Xiaoyao still felt hungry.

The other players present also felt this.

"Is it really true that bread isn't filling enough?"

Madison poured himself some hot water while looking puzzled. Seeing this, the others followed suit and started drinking water, hoping that the hot water would soak up the bread they had eaten and make them feel fuller.

Unfortunately, the more I drank, the hungrier I got.

Before nine o'clock at night, everyone's stomachs were already rumbling loudly.

Lu Xiaoyao couldn't take it anymore and rushed downstairs to the bar. But the "kind-hearted" boss was gone. The person sitting behind the bar was Mu Chen, who had been in the kitchen!

"Big... Boss..."

Before she knew it, Lu Xiaoyao blurted out her usual quirky way of speaking to Mu Chen. Fortunately, Mu Chen didn't respond immediately, but simply smiled and asked, "Is there anything you need, sir?"

"Forehead……"

She could express her wishes when facing an NPC who looked exactly like her friend, but when facing an NPC who looked exactly like Mu Chen, and recalling how Mu Chen usually looked at them, she felt like she would be mocked if she opened her mouth.

However, before Lu Xiaoyao could even speak, her belly had already spoken for her.

Hearing her stomach growl echoing through the hall, Lu Xiaoyao immediately wanted to dig a luxurious hole in the ground with her toes and bury it in it.

How shameful!

"I've made some boxed lunches here, if you need them..."

"Yes! Of course we need it!"

Before Mu Chen could finish speaking, Lu Xiaoyao's eyes lit up instantly, and the eagerness she blurted out made Mingmei, who was resting in the room watching Lu Xiaoyao's live stream, turn pale.

Okay~

Even when she wasn't selling boxed lunches, Lu Xiaoyao was so eager to eat them!

[Ding—Congratulations! You have discovered a mysterious merchant. Please seize the opportunity to purchase your favorite products!]

Lu Xiaoyao: What?!

Live Stream Room:

Good grief!

Holy crap!

[Am I seeing things? The businesswoman lady has turned into a businessman gentleman?]

Wow! You're really something else, game companies!

[My god, suppressing the player's memories is one thing, but they're also taking precautions here?!]

[Holy crap! They found an NPC who looks exactly like the merchant girl to mislead us, and then found an NPC who doesn't seem like a harmless person at all... This is just... indescribable!]

Wait a minute, if the businesswoman isn't a businesswoman, then what is she?

...

The live stream was bustling with activity, and Lu Xiaoyao was staring intently at the lunchbox in front of her.

[A vegetable and tofu boxed lunch costs 0.5 credit points per minute; one boxed lunch can keep you full for a day.]

[Stir-fried cured pork with chili: 0.5 credit points/minute, enough to keep your body warm even in heavy rain~]

Looking at the food options, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but ask, "Based on the game's time flow and the comparison with external time, when can I buy it again next time?"

Compared to Mingmei, who would chat with players when playing the role of a merchant, Mu Chen really didn't want to say anything superfluous.

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