My Player 2

Chapter 350: Not as Good as a Pretty Boy

A level 210 existence, "Thieving God" seems to have only been heard once.

She was the female swordsman who emerged from the flesh and blood battleship during the event not long ago.

It took more than 1000 max-level players who had activated [Ashes] to kill the boss after suffering a small half casualties.

Moreover, more than one person posted that the female sword fairy was a controlled slave. As long as the collar on her neck did not move, she would not actively attack, and her desire to attack was so low that it seemed like a tutorial for novices.

It can be said that existence at this level has completely another level of combat power.

"Thief God" feels that the female sword fairy was released in advance by the official to test the players' enthusiasm in order to set a new level cap.

It will gradually appear in the players' field of vision only after most players reach level 200.

But how come two level 210 female strangers suddenly appeared?
Inflation?
The "Thief God" was extremely curious about the two women. The panels they scanned were NPCs, so they should not be hostile units.

"Are you two here for tourism?" asked the 'God of Thieves'.

Except for the Creator God faction, other NPCs assign tasks to players, just like taking odd jobs in real life, and the rewards to be obtained must be negotiated.

But most of the things that NPCs can give are not to the players' liking.

However, when facing a level 210 boss, even a retired legendary professional player like "Thief God" will take the initiative to become a bootlicker.

After all, for an NPC of this level, just a little soup or water from him would be enough to fill his stomach.

"I guess so. It's half travel and half work. The good thing about field work is that I can see different scenery using public funds. By the way, do you have anything delicious here?" The driver put one arm on the car window and started chatting with the 'Thief God' in the car.

"You've asked the right person. I know all the treasure shops, from the Glorious Dessert Street, the grand banquets in Shadow Castle, to the fly-in restaurants in Phantom Valley." The Thief God patted his chest and said.

Hearing this, the driver showed an awkward look, looked at the forbidden god barrier not far away and said:

"These places you mentioned...are they all inside that barrier?"

The 'Thief God' nodded.

In fact, he had never been to those stores. He just searched for them on the travel guide. It is still unknown how many of them have reopened after the insect plague.

He just wanted to bluff these NPCs and make them choose him as their guide.

"Forget it. Aren't there any special delicacies outside the barrier?" The driver said unwillingly.

They still don't know the situation of the master of this world. Taking the initiative to enter the place of rules that prohibits divine power is no different from seeking death.

"The restaurants in town all serve pre-prepared dishes. Occasionally, a chef will cook, but they just want to improve their proficiency and cook whatever dish they can."

After answering the question, the "Thief God" shook the "cigarette" in his hand and asked directly:

"I see you are unfamiliar with the place, and you will probably have to take a lot of detours. How about you give me this box of cigarettes and I will be your guide?"

Without waiting for the driver to refuse, the snowman-looking president stepped forward, snatched the cigarette box that the driver wanted to put in his arms, and handed it to the waiting thief in the car, saying:

"Then it's troublesome, brother."

“Hey, Boss, my cigarette!” [The driver] protested, “It’s personal property!”

"I'll reimburse you later." The [President] waved his hand.

The 'Thief God' happily took the cigarette box, checked the number of cigarettes inside, and then smiled:

"Just tell me where you two are going, and I will definitely make arrangements for you." The ten traditional cigarettes in the cigarette box can increase the sixth dimension by up to 30 with a puff, and also restore full status and fatigue. Each cigarette lasts for one hour, and is the top-level Buff medicine.

The side effect is a bit serious. You will have to hibernate for a while after smoking one. The lower the level, the longer the hibernation time. With his current strength of level 121, he will have to hibernate for three years after smoking one.

He had never seen this kind of cigarette before, but it looked like a mass-produced product, which was good news.

The [President] looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so he said stealthily:
"We are a talent scout company. We are here to find potential stars, package them after signing them, and then sell them to other big companies."

"Ah? Human trafficking?" The Thief God asked subconsciously.

The [President]'s expression turned pale and he said unhappily, "What are you talking about? We are selling contracts, and this is a serious business."

"I see." 'Thief God' asked, "So you guys want to find beautiful girls or handsome guys?"

The [President] shook his head and said:

"It's not about looks, it's about temperament. The aesthetics of different races are very different, but the pursuit of temperament is the same. It doesn't matter if someone can fight, sing, or dance. It mainly depends on their skill."

"Can I fight?" The Thief God immediately became interested, "Do you think I can do it?"

The [President] turned on the optical computer and did a full body scan of the "Thief God", then shook his head and said:

"B-level strength, don't blame me for telling the truth, there is no value in packaging, the battle track is too competitive, the contract of 100 S-level seeds is not as good as a pretty boy who can sing."

"Fuck, what kind of gigolo is so valuable?" "Thief God" was shocked.

He had already guessed that these two were visitors from the outside world, but he didn't expect that the outside world was so abstract and actually discriminated against those who could fight like them.

Before the [President] could say anything outrageous, the [Driver] beside him sighed and explained:
"Little brother, you have to know that every world can find a hundred or eighty top warriors, but a pretty boy who is liked by all races, well, I think it's harder to find than a poaching ship in the abyss."

The 'Thief God' immediately thought that it was time to stock up on a wave of [Rebirth Tickets] that could be used to reshape one's face, as the price of this thing would definitely increase in the future.

"After all, things are valuable because they are rare. Unless they are the top fighters, no matter how good others are at fighting, they are not as good as these pretty boys who just pose." The [President] also started to complain.

The 'Thief God' discovered the blind spot in the conversation and asked again: "What is the best fighter like? Is there a way to judge?"

"Actual combat."

"Invincible in the same level."

The two nannies each spoke their own words and answered two different questions.

Hearing this, the eyes of the "Thief God" lit up, and he rubbed his hands like a fly and said:
"Or you guys are lucky, I have a lot of resources, how about I help you set up a game and see if there's anyone I can sign?"

The [President] narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is your purpose in doing this?"

The 'Thief God' chuckled and said, "If you really meet someone suitable to sign, give me some of the profit."

"This business makes money from information asymmetry. You can't make much money from one contract."

[President] I wanted to refuse, but when I thought about how a Hydra-class abyss ship had suffered a setback in this world, the specialists from those big companies must have noticed this place.

What if they reach an agreement with the Lord of the World and just sign the entire world?

This trip was in vain.

(End of this chapter)