Chapter 64: I, the Rat (7) sneak in quietly!
If there is any NPC/pet rhythm list in "Garbage King", at least at this stage of the server launch, Shen'er is definitely T0 level.
It's not just a matter of strength. This guy not only has extremely high strength and charm, but also provides players with an SR-level super practical stealth skill - this skill is undoubtedly the one Chaomu uses the most, and it is very practical in various occasions.
As a producer of skills, Shi'er's own stealth skills are naturally much stronger than hers.
The tall man's face and figure were extremely conspicuous, but he was able to miraculously reduce his presence, squeeze himself into the ill-fitting security uniform, and blend in with the crowd.
Zhao Mu lay in his pocket, looking up through the slit at the fabric stretched so tightly across his chest. He couldn't help but marvel at the magic of games again: "If this were real life, no one would miss this curve, right? His physique didn't seem to be on the same level as an ordinary security guard."
I don't even know what the hamster in my pocket is thinking.
"If it's just ordinary employees of the security company hired by the Watanabe family, then for people like us, this job wouldn't be difficult." He stopped in a blind spot in the surveillance camera, skillfully hiding himself in the shadow of the corner, and lifted her to the ventilation vent above. "The level of martial law today will definitely not be comparable to tomorrow's. You should first explore the route."
Although his lips moved, he didn't actually make any sound. Chaomu looked at the text in the system chat box and was shocked for a moment: He even knew how to use the team channel! Mimi didn't even know this trick!
But having a reliable and well-coordinated partner was clearly a good thing. She pushed herself into the vent, struggling to squeeze between the bars. She responded in the chat, "That 'powerful enemy' you mentioned shouldn't be here today, right? Can I explore freely?"
It's a rare opportunity to visit such a wonderful place, so it would be a shame not to check the trash cans and open the teleport point along the way - what kind of things are in the trash cans of such a big family auction house? Is there a chance of dropping some wonderful antiques?
"Well... I heard that gentleman from the Discipline Foundation is notoriously reluctant to participate in group activities. Since there's nothing else going on today, he shouldn't be here." Shen'er had clearly done extensive intelligence gathering and quickly answered her question. "You should have already imported the pipeline layout. Once you've identified the key locations, you can proceed as you wish."
His tone was like he was coaxing a child, saying something like, "You can play however you want after class." But the player fell for it, and before he could finish his words, the hamster ball shot out with a whoosh.
Unlike humanoid infiltration, scurrying around in the dark tunnels as a hamster gave Chaomu the strange feeling of playing some kind of adventure parkour game. After importing the map, the system conveniently placed a row of glittering gold coins along the route ahead. While consuming them didn't actually offer any rewards, simply lighting up each area of the imported map, it still greatly stimulated the player's desire to explore.
Straight roads, corners, and drifting on curves!
The hamster's tender pink paws silently scraped across the dusty pipes, exploring the interconnected passageways. Her hearing and sense of smell were extremely sharp, and she suddenly braked before a bend. "Is that... the kitchen up ahead?"
"Well, according to the route, the exit to the kitchen should be right in front of you." Shen Er noticed her pause and raised his eyebrows slightly. "What's the matter? Is this road blocked? Then you can take a detour. The kitchen is not a key area anyway."
"Nothing much, just that there are already people here... a group of natives." The morning mouse blinked, meeting several pairs of scarlet eyes across from him. "They're a bit big... They're walking towards me enthusiastically."
Shier: “…………Hmm?”
He had initially assumed she wouldn't be in danger if she wasn't discovered, but he'd forgotten there might be some "small critters" in the pipes. Although he'd personally experienced the bite and grip of morning shrews, he realized now that even a nibbling morning shrew wouldn't want to bite or grab hold of the small creatures that often inhabit ventilation ducts or sewers.
"Do you need help? Or should you just run away?" He frowned slightly, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked towards the kitchen. "It's not an important area anyway. If you're scared, just run. I won't laugh at you."
"I'm not afraid..."
The morning-evening rat's whiskers twitched slightly as it stared at the gray-haired rat in front of it, two or three times its size. The leader was slick with skin, his whiskers stained with suspicious meat scraps, and he was followed by four or five minions, a true gang in the pipeline.
These rats were clearly quite displeased with having their territory invaded by an unfamiliar creature—though perhaps her Charm D was still taking effect. In short, within the brief seconds of the standoff, the gray-haired rat with a missing ear was already grinding its teeth.
"Let me see if I can use this item... Come out! Golden Raccoon Vacuum Cleaner!" She squeaked with great force, and a miniature vacuum cleaner appeared in her paws. "Luckily, I had some junk I didn't exchange for before, so it finally came in handy."
"Wait a minute... You're not thinking of using that thing in the ventilation duct, are you?" On the other side of the teammate's channel, Shen'er's eyebrows jumped, and his usually relaxed voice became a little anxious. "Are you crazy, idiot? You're still in the duct, how good will it do you to blow through the floor directly..."
Players always have fast hand speed.
The golden, cannon-barreled vacuum cleaner switched modes at the flick of a button, its cute raccoon eyes flashing a dangerous red. Chaomu switched to invincibility mode with a snap, distracted for a second by the whistling sound of a fat rat swooping down from the opposite side. I wonder if this thing will be too powerful. If it blows up the pipes, I'll have to consider reloading the game. It's so annoying that this game doesn't have a save function. I can only reload the game back to 4:00 AM today. If I reload the game, I'll have to go through the whole process again...
Fortunately, but regrettably, no nuclear-like fire erupted from the barrel. Perhaps due to its level, current size, and energy reserves, the so-called "invincible mode" of the Level 1 Golden Raccoon Vacuum Cleaner wasn't particularly powerful. It simply unleashed a powerful gust of wind, blowing away the several rats that came its way.
[Note: In silent mode, the firepower of invincible mode is reduced by 80%.]
While the firepower might not be enough to kill people, it was more than enough to kill rats in this environment. The wind pressure released from the muzzle was like an invisible shockwave, sending the approaching rats flying. Their plump bodies slammed against the metal pipe walls, setting off a chorus of squeaking and squeaks. The leading one-eared rat rolled twice, its whiskers quivering, clearly unprepared for the furry creature's heavy firepower. It squeaked a few times, locked eyes with her for a few seconds, and then led the pack away.
"It's resolved." Chaomushu held the barrel of his cannon coldly, blowing out a puff of nonexistent smoke. His tone was calm. "What are you worried about, Shinji-kun? Do you think I'm the kind of idiot who would perish with the enemy?"
"Of course not." Shen Erke on the other side breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a forced smile, "You did a lot of stupid things like this before you lost your memory."
Chaomu thought this was pure slander: God damn it, those things haven't even happened yet! How can you use the sword of the future (although it is the past for Shen'er) to kill officials of the current dynasty?
But she couldn't bring herself to tell Shier about this, so she could only accept the situation with a pinched nose. She planned to absolutely exact revenge if she ever triggered the Past Dust dungeon again. If Past Dust was actually Shier Lily, even better! She'd dress him up in women's clothes, beat him until he cried, and then take a picture!
The player turned her indignation at being slandered into pure motivation, turning on her vacuum cleaner in silent mode to clear out the dirt, dust, and clogged garbage in the pipes. With her diligence, it felt like asking the Watanabes for an extra salary wouldn't be too much.
The footprints and hair left by the rats were completely sucked away, and the air in the duct became much fresher. The hardworking and brave Chaomu Rat, having made a huge contribution and sacrifice for the team's crucial map opening, plunged headfirst into the duct leading to the kitchen, intending to find a trash can.
"I was going to ask you to go through the staff lounge, which isn't far from the kitchen." Shen'er knew her way around pretty well, so he didn't correct her erroneous route. He even pointed her in the direction, "Go straight, then turn right... There's a security camera in the kitchen, so you'd better not stay too long."
Chaomu didn't stay too long. She just grabbed a few trash cans, took over the territory of the driven Rat King, and took out all the resources they had accumulated.
Her movements were nimble and swift, like a flash of silver-gray lightning, and she easily reached her target, passing through the chefs who were talking.
It wasn't even lunchtime yet, so the kitchen wasn't very busy. A few young kitchen helpers were chatting quietly. Chaomu overheard them, and they seemed to be discussing preparations for the dinner before tomorrow's auction.
"What on earth do you think the young master was thinking... He demanded a grand presentation, but without prior notice, he added so many complicated new dishes at the last minute... The chef and his team meticulously prepared the menu for over two months, and the ingredients were already prepared, yet he just changed it..."
"...Is this your first day meeting the young master? It's not just our kitchen issues; he's always keen to assert himself in every area, trying to impress the master with his illustrious reputation as a potential successor... If the young lady weren't a girl, she'd be a far better fit to be our future boss than the unreliable young master."
"Hush! Are you trying to kill yourself? How dare you gossip about the young master?"
"...I'm just too tired from working overtime...I only slept for three hours last night..."
The morning mouse twitched its round ears and retreated into the trash can, avoiding the gaze of the kitchen helper who had finished chatting and returned to work. The young chef who had dared to criticize the young master was a dessert chef and had not noticed that a piece of chocolate was missing from the table for the brownies.
A chef who has a grudge against the young master... When this kind of plot appears in Beika Town, it always feels like a poisoning case is about to happen in the next second.
She stuffed the whole chocolate bar into her cheek and used all four paws to quickly move across the moving cart. As she moved, the chefs above continued to chat.
"So what kind of distinguished guest is coming tomorrow that could make the young master so nervous?"
A familiar magnetic voice suddenly penetrated his ears. Chao Mu Shu jumped out of the car midway, walked through the forest of legs in white pants, and looked up in shock.
"He seems to be a big shot from the Fuji Foundation... I heard that gentleman is very fond of his hometown. The young master even asked us to draw a thumbnail of Namimori Town on the cake..."
As they were talking, one of the chefs turned around, and a familiar figure came into view. The dark-skinned young man wore a chef's hat, with a few strands of golden bangs sticking out.
"The Fuji Foundation... they are really some big shots." Amuro Toru sighed thoughtfully, not noticing that under the food cart below, a hamster was staring at him with gritted teeth.
Why is this little black face everywhere? The unsolved crime scene she created at his house yesterday didn't even stop him!
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Author's words: Juan Wang Toru (tired smile)
I'm so stuck that I want to jump (scratching my hair) How can it be so stuck! I really want to write some mindless postings! Next time I must go crazy postings and not write any serious drama (screaming)
Moreover, these past few days, I seem to have entered a cyber-haunted wall. After watching a video of a boat, it started to loop endlessly. My mind is full of "the hard-working and brave Kou Kou Kou, brushing the iron machine for the key of the team"...
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