Qipao Beauty Deified in the Villain's Game

Yuan Qingli was selected by a 'damned' game and thrown into a bizarre instance, desperately trying to survive.

Lu Xingyun was a rich young master, seemingly noble and elegant, but in ...

Chapter 189, /.

"Hello, I'm not in charge of recruitment. Please contact my colleague in green."

The yellow clown's mechanical reply was just like the robotic customer service of a certain mobile phone company.

Mu Yingshan's gaze drifted over.

Are these clowns really that innocent?

If you ask the question like that, the matter can be resolved in just a few minutes.

So, Mu Yingshan walked up to the nearest purple clown and asked, "Who's in charge of helping the guests?"

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The clown remained silent, staring blankly at the sword immortal with his two purple eyes.

"Is that how you ask a question? If you opened a shop, you would scare away your customers long ago."

Yuan Qingli dragged her weak body, feeling even more tired than when she was a mother.

"Never mind, you can go back..."

"Whoosh." The sword immortal vanished.

"Running so fast!"

Yuan Qingli muttered to herself as she walked toward the green clown.

With a sweet smile on her lips, Yuan Qingli even felt she could compete for a flight attendant position: "Hello, I'm here to apply for the job. Who is in charge of this area?"

The green clown nodded "caw caw," its neck resembling a rusty gear.

Yuan Qingli noticed a hint of fear in his eyes.

It seems being a clown isn't so simple after all.

"plz follow me."

The green clown led Yuan Qingli to the center of the service hall.

After clapping their hands, the clowns in the hall resumed their normal activities.

"Ahem, everyone, we have a very important event to attend to today."

The clown pointed to Yuan Qingli beside him, "This lady is applying to become one of us. Let's give her a round of applause."

A round of enthusiastic applause filled the hall.

Hearing the clown's words, Yuan Qingli was somewhat flattered.

Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss just for a job interview?

Yuan Qingli had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"Over the past five years, we have interviewed seventy-nine applicants, but unfortunately only one of them was successful. The others left us in tears."

"This time, hopefully we can welcome our first female clown."

Splash...

The applause was continuous.

Yuan Qingli felt like a bluebird fluttering inside, but her face wore a gentle and kind smile like that of a flight attendant.

"However, becoming a clown is not an easy thing. You need to pass our three tests and the ultimate test of the Clown King."

"Let's begin the exam right away."

Roar roar roar woo woo woo...

Before Yuan Qingli could react, she saw two blue clowns running from below the stage.

"The first challenge is tossing a colored ball by hand."

Tossing colored balls?

Two blue clowns spread their arms and handed over four colorful balls. Then, very considerately, they tossed them into the air.

That's it?

Yuan Qingli had never practiced it, but she thought she could handle it.

As long as your stomach cooperates, it's not a problem.

Just as Yuan Qingli was about to take the colorful ball, she saw the ball in the clown's hand.

Sweat started to drip down my forehead.

These people are perverts, calling this a ball?

This is a hedgehog, okay!

The colorful ball in the clown's hand clearly had sharp iron spikes growing from it, with a ghostly blue light flashing on them, as if it were highly poisonous.

What would happen if I gave up the job application?

Yuan Qingli turned around, innocent and naive.

The green clown's face instantly fell: "Where you fail, you eat it."

The voice was icy.

Hundreds of emotionless eyes were fixed on Yuan Qingli.

Eat this thing?

That would have to be a dinosaur's mouth.

Hmm? Could it be that the nickname "dinosaur" originated from this?

Yuan Qingli slowly walked towards the blue clown.

The other person didn't seem to care about her slow movements and just stretched out their hand.

Yuan Qingli twirled the thorns, her hands greasy.

Fortunately, it wasn't poison; it was probably machine oil to prevent rust.

Tear.

Yuan Qingli tore off the sleeves of her cheongsam, turning the short sleeves into sleeveless ones, which added to her charm.

Yuan Qingli rolled up the sleeve she had torn off in her hand.

Use it as a simple protective glove.

He focused his energy in his dantian and took the two hedgehogs from the clown.

It was tossed back and forth into the air.

Before the hedgehog could land, Yuan Qingli kicked it twice, sending another hedgehog flying into the air.

The first two colored balls traced a parabola in the air before falling.