Min Zhizhou choked, he couldn't understand who the 'guy' that sounded so evil in Lu Hu's mouth was. Lu Hu's expression was extremely gloomy, and his anger seemed to penetrate the ice, he shuddered violently.

Lu Hu had no intention of leaving. Without the consent of Lu Hu, the strongest man, Min Zhizhou didn't dare to leave even if he wanted to. He couldn't stand the overly tense atmosphere and was extremely embarrassed. He tried to find a topic: "Is this your first time meeting the city lord?"

Min Zhizhou didn't understand. As the city lord, He Fang should be well known to people in important positions in the city. However, judging from Lu Hu's attitude just now, it was most likely that Lu Hu was meeting He Fang for the first time.

Lu Hu pursed her delicately made-up red lips slightly, and the corners of her lips slightly turned down in an arc of displeasure, but unexpectedly echoed Min Zhizhou's words: "In the game, all N-PCs will follow a fixed route, and important N-PCs cannot leave their original positions for even a moment."

"Game? N-PC?" Min Zhizhou, who had never played games before, had no idea what Lu Hu meant.

Seeing Min Zhizhou's puzzled look, Lu Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he understood something. His mood improved and he raised the corners of his mouth: "I really like you showing such an ignorant and stupid look. This is enough to prove how easy it is for those people outside the city to fool."

Min Zhizhou frowned. Lu Hu's eyes seemed to be filled with mockery and contempt from the sky, but with his strength and experience, Min Zhizhou could not make any rebuttal.

——

He Fang was woken up by a phone call. After entering the game, the somatosensory warehouse was still able to connect to the mobile phone to prevent players from being too immersed in the game and losing awareness of the outside world and causing trouble.

He Fang doesn't like answering the phone, but he will answer every call because he doesn't want to cause trouble to anyone and also wants to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Looking at the familiar number, He Fang's heart skipped a beat. He felt that this number looked familiar.

I picked up the phone nervously, and a familiar, penetrating voice came over: "Sir, your takeaway has arrived. I've been knocking on your door. Are you not home?"

He Fang: “…”

He Fang glanced at the door in confusion. If there was a knock on the door, he would not have missed it.

"Customer?" The extremely pleasant male voice asked in a doubtful tone because he didn't get a response, as if he was afraid of disturbing him. Then there was a brief silence, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered something and spoke faster, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, customer, I think I called the wrong number."

He Fang: “…”

"I'm really sorry. I saved your number because I often receive orders from you. Today, I accidentally called it when I was calling another customer. I'm really sorry."

The man spoke in a tone that sounded a little flattering and aggrieved, coupled with his extremely magnetic voice. No one would be so willful as to blame someone who apologized so sincerely.

He Fang pursed his lips, somewhat unwilling to communicate and unable to speak.

The other party didn't seem to mind He Fang's silence, and seemed to be used to his incommunicativeness. He said enthusiastically: "I'm sorry to bother you. How about this, next time I deliver to you, I will buy you a cup of your favorite pearl oatmeal mochi milk tea as an apology. Is that okay with you?"

He Fang was silent for a long time, and the other party waited patiently for his response.

But He Fang suddenly hung up the phone.

Afraid that the person on the other end might misunderstand that he hung up the phone because he was angry and called again, He Fang quickly edited the text message and sent it to the other party.

——It’s okay, no need.

These two sentences are enough to express the attitude of the two parties. It is obvious that as long as there is no communication, they are absolutely unwilling to communicate even a little bit.

He Fang looked at his phone and received another message from the other party.

——I am really sorry, customer. Please forgive my mistake this time and accept my compensation.

He Fang looked at his phone and suddenly thought of the overly brilliant golden color. It was a rebellious color, but it unexpectedly had a very kind and serious character.

But even so, He Fang had no intention of continuing to communicate with the other party and did not reply to the message.

He Fang returned to the game, and was surprised to find that the N-PCs who had gathered were still standing there and did not leave. When he came online, he saw his own shadow reflected in Lu Hu's eyes, which seemed to be filled with proud red.

Was it because he triggered the mission? He Fang thought secretly.

As someone who has seen all kinds of game CGs and countless browser ads, He Fang actually has a very good acceptance of Lu Hu's hot body. He even thinks that Lu Hu's character is very harmonious with such modeling. Coupled with the real senses, He Fang actually experienced the feeling of seeing a super beauty in reality.

But it's just for appreciation. After all, no matter how good-looking the N-PC of infrastructure games is, it's just a means to attract people.

But before that...

"Why put my statue in the middle of the hall?" He Fang was still too embarrassed to look back. The statue behind him was simply a source of shame.

The sculpture was actually perfectly sculpted, but He Fang felt that the image was very different from himself. The loving expression, as if of Mother Earth loving her people like her own children, and the posture of embracing hope with twenty feet in the middle, He Fang really just felt that this statue was just a statue that looked very similar to him.

"Of course it's to boost morale." Lu Hu half-closed his eyes and looked at the extremely expensive pure gold sculpture. "We are protected by the city lord and have a rich and comfortable life. In order to repay the city lord, we should offer our best work under the witness of your statue."

He Fang was blushed by the pride in the other party's tone: "Can we change this sculpture?"

"Sure." Lu Hu whispered in He Fang's ear, a little intimately, "I have always felt that although the statue is good, it has too many clothes. Why not take this opportunity to rebuild it? You can come here and be my model."

"..." He Fang's expression gradually became dull. "I suddenly feel that this statue has a very majestic feeling of a city lord. Not bad, let's leave it like this."

Lu Hu covered her red lips lightly and laughed softly.

"I'm here to ask you something. Are you free?" He Fang immediately changed the subject.

"Ah, so that's it." Lu Hu straightened up and pressed down his red lips with his index finger. "Of course I am free. As long as the lovely Lord Mayor asks me to do so, even if I am not free, I will be free too!"

He Fang breathed a sigh of relief. Just as Min Zhizhou said, as a city lord he should be good at employing people. Facing such an intelligent N-PC, He Fang actually had great expectations.

"Then..." He Fang just wanted to speak, but Lu Hu's index finger blocked his lips.

"My dear city lord, this is not a good place to discuss matters. I have a place that is particularly suitable for the noble status of our city lord." Lu Hu half-closed his eyes, and He Fang was in a mist.

Min Zhizhou, who was standing by, looked at him strangely. Did Lu Hu just kiss He Fang through some trick? Was it intentional?

At this moment, Lu Hu glanced at Min Zhizhou with his fox-like eyes, as if smiling but not smiling, but he couldn't make out the meaning.