Chapter 123: How come players are not considered netizens? What’s the point of finding them…

Three hours later, Dusk Guild.

Zhu Ci walked in with a stern face, even though a red alarm was sounded when he passed the gate of the Huanghun Guild.

The alarm was ineffective. No one came to stop him. People passing by at most scanned him. It was a miracle that this guild had not been robbed.

"Who are you? Are you here to see our president?" a girl with a blue headband asked curiously.

Congratulations: "Yes."

"Oh, are you the dog's hairstylist today? Come on up." When the girl heard that he was here to see the president, she naturally judged his identity.

Dog hairstylist?

A profession for children.

Zhu Ci looked down at himself and was silent for a while. This scene seemed very common. This guy named Qi Shiyu seemed to do this often.

However, this is the first time someone said he looks like a dog.

But he actually came here because the man named Qi Shiyu asked him to come over to discuss countermeasures and gave him a prop as a gift. In order to prove the truth of this sentence, he came to take a look.

"Zhu Ci, why are you here?"

When I went upstairs, I happened to meet an acquaintance.

Mo Anan was obviously confused by his appearance, but she immediately said happily: "Are you going to join our guild? You can play with my brother in the next guild competition!"

Zhu Ci shook his head numbly and joked seriously: "I'm a dog hairstylist."

"Huh?" Mo An'an couldn't help laughing, "It's indeed something the president can do. I'll take you upstairs."

…

The top floor of the Dusk Guild.

Zhuci sat at a table nearby, surrounded by a dog sniffing the air.

If he really is that hairstylist, then this dog must be his client.

Bringing living creatures into the dungeon, this guild leader really has a lot of free time, Zhu Ci once again doubted the seriousness of the Dusk Guild.

"Crack."

The door opened and a man walked in.

Congratulations raised his head.

"Sorry, wait a long time."

It looks somewhat familiar.

But who knows? It's just a pair of eyes and a mouth.

Qi Shiyu walked over with a smile, and the dog pounced on him as soon as it saw him.

"Are you the president of the Dusk Guild?"

"Yes, your name is Zhuci, right? I have heard of you for a long time."

He grabbed Zhu Ci's hand and shook it. Everything was fine, except for the width of the handshake... Zhu Ci glanced at the white dog at his feet and understood something.

His "I've heard of you for a long time" was a bit polite, but the handshake was a bit offensive. Zhu Ci shook his hand with his backhand and shook it vigorously: "Yeah."

Qi Shiyu: "Sorry, I'm used to it."

"Thank you, I'm not used to it."

"Sit here, there's tea." After Zhu Ci warmly greeted him and sat down, Qi Shiyu suddenly asked, "You want me to help you fix the game?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Zhu Ci asked.

"The plan you mentioned is feasible, but aren't you tempted by the reward that Joseph offered?"

Zhu Ci said: "General."

What Joseph promised him was that he would eventually fulfill it, and if he lost, he could transfer the sword. Hearing that the stakes in the challenge were very high, he was curious whether the curse would be transferred with it.

As long as they are transferred, then... they may not even meet in the dungeon.

But that's not true. He and Shen Wu have already broken up, and they might not even meet in the next instance, so there's no need to worry about it anymore.

Qi Shiyu saw his careless look and raised his tea: "Did you break up?"

Zhu Ci glanced at him and said, "Hmm?"

"It's okay. I seemed to have seen you arguing with your boyfriend last time. Are you guys okay?" Qi Shiyu said.

Cheers: "It's you?"

His original expression was very subtle, but the surprise at that moment was suddenly magnified and became very obvious.

"It looks like you've been heartbroken. I really didn't mean to look at you like that." Qi Shiyu stabbed her again.

Speech: "...Is an apology useful? Did I charge you? Will you pay?"

He asked three questions with a stern face, and he was quite aggressive.

Qi Shiyu narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox: "Yes, the props are compensation for you."

Compensation for a broken heart? This is a new idea. Zhu Ci: "No, you have to pay more."

Qi Shiyu: "Take back what you said before, you don't look like someone who has been heartbroken."

Isn’t it said that falling in love reduces one’s intelligence?

…

"How about providing free intelligence, plus Joseph's information, and you can specify a condition?"

Congratulations: "...Oh, next time's love subsidy?"

"If you want to find a marriage partner, it might be a little troublesome, but it's not impossible for me to ask for you."

Congratulations: "...Six."

Too lively. The president of the Dusk Guild is actually such a person.

Qi Shiyu smiled and asked, "How is it?"

Zhu Ci: "No, but I want the props." He would rather give it to him than refuse it, otherwise he would find a way to beat Qi Shiyu up, even if it would offend the Huanghun Guild.

"You say."

Zhu Ci frowned slightly, as the memory he had tried hard to forget was reminded again, and the figure of a certain person appeared in his mind again.

He even wanted to go to the hospital to see if there was anything wrong with his brain.

"Do you know someone..." Zhu Ci couldn't help but speak.

"Um?"

"This one has the skill to find all the basements in the dungeon?" Zhu Ci added.

Qi Shiyu suddenly opened his mouth wide and made an exaggerated sound: "Huh?"

He squinted his eyes, but the lively expression on his face made Zhuci turn his head away immediately.

"Pretend I didn't say anything and let's talk about the props you mentioned." Zhu Ci said.

Qi Shiyu touched his chin and said, "I originally wanted to give you another item, but I was very curious about your wish to find all the basements in the dungeon. Can you tell me why? If the answer is interesting enough, maybe I will be interested in helping you."

Zhu Ci snorted coldly: "If you ask the reason, I'll add a price."

"Really? I've watched your live broadcast, and you seem to treat money as dirt." Qi Shiyu said.

"Oh." Zhu Ci said sarcastically, "It just suddenly dawned on me, is there anything in this world that doesn't have a hidden price tag?"

Where is the such thing as taking things for granted and selfless love?

Zhu Ci glanced at him and said, "Besides, it's you, so I'll raise the price."

Qi Shiyu's previous behavior was a bit annoying, and since he looked like a smart person, he naturally had to answer questions in a smart manner.

"Is your answer worth an extra bet?" Qi Shiyu looked at him with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to raise the price, don't ask. After all, there are many people with quirks in the world. How would I know why some perverts like basements?" Zhu Ci answered the question with a hint of sarcasm.

"Ah, so that's it, if that's the case..." Qi Shiyu sighed, showing some helplessness, and then seemed to think of something, deliberately shook his head and said in embarrassment, "Then I have no choice but to ask other presidents to save money."

Greeting: "You know a lot of presidents?"

Qi Shiyu: "Oh, it doesn't matter whether you know him or not. If you ask more questions, you will know him, right?"

There's no way to refute it. The smile on this man's face is so amiable and his temperament is quite approachable. But at this moment, he inexplicably makes people feel like a rogue.

The congratulatory speech was indifferent: "Oh, then you ask."

I don't know which president can answer this question, and he is not actually too nervous about Qi Shiyu's props.

…

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly opened, and a figure ran in, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Ci.

"Speech? Are you really here?"

Qi Shiyu looked at him: "I'm here too."

Mo Yangbing walked over and said to Zhu Ci, "Why did you come here suddenly? I just entered the game space."

Qi Shiyu emphasized: "I invited you."

Mo Yangbing: "Why do you look so haggard after not seeing you for a few days?"

Qi Shiyu immediately asked, "Hey? You can see this right away?"

…

Zhu Ci sat there without saying a word, watching the two of them singing the same tune, and suddenly he began to doubt the authority of the president of the Dusk Guild.

"I'm fine." Zhu Ci said.

Qi Shiyu continued to answer for Zhuci: "He said he was fine."

Mo Yangbing helplessly held his forehead and said, "President, I'm talking to him." And looking at Zhu Ci's half-dead look, it doesn't look like he's fine.

Oh, if Zhu Ci knew that he was half dead in front of him, he would probably glare at him.

Even if I lose weight, it should be...free from love.

"I'm here to get the props." Zhu Ci said.

"He wants to find the basements of all the copies. He is indeed the talent you mentioned. As your president, I intend to help him with this." Qi Shiyu said to Mo Yangbing. He intended to be a conspicuous person to the end.

Zhu Ci suddenly felt that with Qi Shiyu around, he could speak less.

However, in the context of Qi Shiyu, Zhu Ci reasonably suspects that the word "talent" has another meaning.

Mo Yangbing: "What are you looking for in the basement?"

Congratulations: "...I'm tired."

He didn't want to answer this question anymore.

"He answered this question, but netizens this time did not answer my question." Qi Shiyu sighed in a melancholy manner.

Netizen?

What netizens?

For the first time, the speech was filled with doubts.

Mo Yangbing widened his eyes and looked at him: "President, you are not going to ask questions using the guild account, are you?"

Greetings: “???” Shouldn’t this be a private chat?

He hurried into the forum.

Apparently, he did ask.

The contest post of the Dusk Guild was ranked in the top three and directly pushed down the original hot post. The original hot post was the post of the congratulatory speech and Joseph's challenge. Because the content of the challenge will be automatically announced, it has now been spread as a war of the century.

The content of the post posted by Qi Shiyu is: [Question: Why do some people like to appear in the basement in the copy?

(The poster has invited an expert to answer this question) Reward: 2 points]

The following comments:

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"What a weird question. Is there a prize contest? When will the prize be given out?"

"666, only 2 points. Who can answer this question? Forget it. Can I answer it?"

F2B Guild: "Thank you for the invitation. The one who appears in the dungeon basement is of course the boss."

Vegetarian Guild: "As for humans, I don't think they like it. They were forced to be in that position."

"Did the post from the Dusk Guild invite all the guild leaders?"

Guild of Justice: You poor bastard, you are too greedy. You still want me to answer your questions with a public account. Who do you think you are? You are giving away 2 points to a poor bastard? Whoever answers me will laugh...%&*...((&)))...Okay, who would appear in the basement of the instance? Is it a hard-headed person like you? You deserve to be kidnapped! Call your daddy for 2 points!

"It's so funny. Who is managing the account of the righteous man now? He is both the boss and the incumbent."

"Oh my god, Dusk Guild, 2 points?"

"It doesn't really matter whether I get points or not. The important thing is that I want to answer."

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Hmm...how come the players on the forum are not considered netizens?