I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Survival Game

A crazy pervert × cold-hearted but warm-hearted little naive.

Transmigrated to the interstellar era, Ming Mei chose a job where she could lie down with her eyes closed to live a peaceful lif...

Chapter 433 A Martyr's Death at the Start

"Your Majesty, let's set off."

Mingmei entered the game, her eyes closed and then opened again—well, she didn't quit.

She looked down and exclaimed, "Wow!"

White silk, dagger, poison, and a dog's leash – a three-piece set.

What game is this?

Is that the "Succession Struggle" scenario?

Just as she was thinking this, Mingmei looked up and saw that the people standing opposite her were wearing clothes that looked like... fur, braids, and beards... an overly rough grassland style.

Looking up at the domed tent that resembled a felt tent, she realized she had entered a game.

This is exactly what I feared – this round is "Assassin's Creed"?!

Mingmei looked around and saw a middle-aged man with red, swollen eyes from crying in the crowd. He looked very familiar.

After thinking it over carefully, Mingmei remembered that the uncle with red, tearful eyes was the head chef who cooked for His Majesty.

He used to be sharp-tongued but kind-hearted in the game, always criticizing himself, but now, only the other person seemed to be crying because of his predicament. (M.cascoo.net)

Mingmei remembered hearing Mu Chen mention the storylines that other players had experienced a few days ago.

The tyrant ascends to the heavens at the start, so—is she really going to be buried alive with him?

No way?

The opening boss and the mysterious merchant ascend to the sky together—isn't this a recipe for disaster right from the start?

"His Majesty is gone?"

Undeterred, Mingmei asked again and saw that when she said His Majesty was gone, the people around her were staring at her as if they wished she would die on the spot. She immediately changed her words.

"I'm just a cook, I don't deserve to be called 'Your Majesty'..."

She didn't really want to die at the start of the game, because if she did, the game would be over.

"Of course you don't deserve it!"

The minister beside her glanced at Mingmei with disdain, but then, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and said, "But if His Majesty likes it, it's not impossible. It would be your honor if His Majesty liked you!"

Oh, judging from her tone, so even if she dies, she'll still be grateful and weeping for this tyrant?

Mingmei inwardly pursed her lips, recalling that the tyrant in this game was previously played by Mu Chen after being assassinated without anyone noticing, and this one... should have died early, right?

Players are likely still following the storyline in Hua Liang, waiting to receive the assassination order.

【Ghost, can I still struggle a little longer?】

Mingmei lowered her head and lowered her eyes, frantically summoning ghosts in her heart.

[Host, do you think you can fight your way out of this massive army?]

"Shall I give it a try?"

Mingmei stared at the dagger in front of her, her mind racing with countless thoughts about how she should charge.

Guigui never expected that if it dared to ask a question, its host would actually dare to consider it.

Even if the game doesn't restrict Mingmei's skills, but—[Host, haven't you thought about what would happen if you rushed out?]

[I've already rushed out... so isn't this next area where Gui Gui excels? Shouldn't you take the initiative to plan an escape route for me or something?]

Gui Gui: ? ? ? ?

Gui Gui wondered if her host had fallen asleep in the game pod, using it as a bed, and then, before even waking up from her slumber, was already thinking about ordering her around.

[Host, this tyrant's death is rather suspicious. You can't leave; shouldn't you investigate?]

Gui Gui decided that she still needed to give her host a serious reminder.

[They're not even giving me a chance to investigate!]

Gui Gui made it sound so easy, but Ming Mei could tell from the speed at which these people rushed in, surrounded her, and gave her the three-piece suit, as if they wanted her dead the next second, that she couldn't stay here any longer.

But if I were to die immediately, would they then attack Hua Liang?

"Wait! How exactly did His Majesty die?"

Just as these people were watching Mingmei hesitate, someone was about to step forward to "help" her. Seeing this, Mingmei could only repeat Guigui's earlier words to stop them from doing so.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the other person with an imposing aura, which actually intimidated the person for a moment.

"What exactly are you now?"

Since this group of people isn't investigating His Majesty's cause of death, they should at least send His Majesty's coffin back and find a noblewoman of high status, someone worthy of His Majesty's, to serve him.

"What? You think you can just casually bury His Majesty after he's gone, planning to find a cook to bury him on the spot to serve him? What are your intentions with such a careless attitude?!"

Anyway, they keep saying that it's an honor to serve people, and Mingmei is expanding the scope of "honor"!

The little cook is not worthy of a tyrant! If anyone is worthy, it's your daughter!

If all else fails, you bunch of old men will do too!

"Hey, you gentlemen, I see you're all getting on in years. You must have quite a few beautiful daughters at home, right? Sending them down to serve His Majesty would be perfect. After all... it would be quite an honor!"

Mingmei deliberately emphasized Rongxing's voice, making the words that those old guys had just said about her bounce back to the ministers present.

Their faces turned green. What kind of daughter is born to be buried alive with His Majesty?

The problem is that this is hard to say, as His Majesty's die-hard fans are watching closely!

And why isn't the cause of His Majesty's death being investigated...?

"Isn't it obvious? This is clearly the work of assassins sent by Hua Liang! Seeing that we've already reached the gates of the capital, they've resorted to desperate measures!"

After he died, an old man with a white beard hurriedly stood up and quickly changed the subject, explaining why they hadn't investigated the cause of His Majesty's death.

"Once you're gone, we'll gather our troops and massacre the capital of Hualiang to avenge His Majesty!"

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