You've been ruined by games all your life!

Chapter 26 Beautiful Friend (Seeking votes and continued reading)

[Standard - Pretty Friend (Admission fee: 10000 yuan)]

[Pre-battle preparation time. This game lasts for one month. You must evacuate from the designated location within the time limit. The timer starts from when you enter the instance.]

Your game items: None

Bank balance: 40000 yuan

During the preparation phase, Chen Lai hesitated for a moment, then opened the game items to make a purchase, when a casual voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You said our world is a game, so that's what you meant."

Fuheishen was still dressed the same, floating above Chen Lai's head like a spirit, pondering with great interest the various props that appeared in "Bel Ami".

"The military strength of this world is not even as great as one of my fingers."

He looked at the props such as the "African Veteran ID Card," "Newspaper Reporter ID Card," "Fallen Aristocrat ID Card," and "Muslim" and sneered.

Chen Lai nodded. The [Beautiful Friend] instance world seemed to be just like that. The combat power was not high, and even the items sold were mostly identity cards. It didn't have much of a trace of the extraordinary world.

But why is Fuheshel here?

"Where did you come from?" Chen Lai couldn't hold back anymore. Among so many deep-sea players, why did he have the most problems?
“There’s nothing in your underwater warehouse. I’m not hungry, but I’m very bored. When you came in just now, a crack appeared in front of me, so I squeezed through.”

"I'll possess your body. I'm quite interested in this other world too... Let's treat it as a trip, let's go!"

After Fuheshen finished speaking, he burrowed into Chen Lai's body like a fish, but this time he completely lost control and could only be a spectator.

Chen Lai stretched his body a bit and felt that it didn't affect him much, so he let it go.

Chen Lai’s attention returned to the game items. Looking at so many identity cards, he hesitated about which one to choose.

"Choose fencing fighter, I can teach you how to fight," Fuheshen reminded Chen Lai.

Chen Lai ignored him and went to the Deep Sea Forum to check the news. He had never heard of this dungeon before, so he could only follow the experience of other players.

However, this whirlpool had just emerged, and the forums only featured beautiful scenery posted by new players, with no guides available yet.

Chen Lai glanced at the scenery a few more times and felt that it was somewhat like 19th-century Europe. The men were wearing top hats and carrying canes, while the women beside them wore corsets, veils, and what looked like makeup on their faces.

There was foul-smelling excrement and black water on the streets, and cafes and pubs were everywhere. Someone poked their head out of the kitchen in the basement, seemingly calling out numbers.

"That's quite unusual," Chen Lai thought to himself. "This is truly a trip to another world."

Since there was no strategy guide, Chen Lai didn't dwell on it. Zhang Long had already told him that not all dungeons have major events, and the first thing most players do when they enter a dungeon is to figure out the local customs and culture.

"Then I'll do as you say. [Fencing Fighter Identity Card], plus a musket, for a total of 20000 combat supplies."

Chen Lai made the decision and quickly completed the exchange.

[Game Item: Fencing Fighter Identity Card (15000 RMB): Upon entering the game, you will become a fencing fighter from Paris, a foreign land.]

[Game Item: Musket (5000 yuan): A musket that works intermittently, seemingly a defective product brought back from an African arms resale market]

[The conditions for entering the combat readiness base have been met. Shall we proceed?]

“Of course.” Chen Lai nodded, and then everything in front of him blurred. His short-sleeved shirt transformed into a tight-fitting suit worth sixty francs, a top hat appeared on his head, a walking stick appeared beside him, and a cylindrical rapier symbolizing his profession was at his waist. He stood on the side of a street in Paris.

Ah, Paris! My beautiful homeland!

A guy who looks a bit like a bard appeared next to him. Don't get me wrong, he has the label "[The Fierce Tiger of the Auditorium]" above his head. It seems he bought an artist identity card.

However, judging from his attire, he should be a street artist.

The fierce tiger's remark drew the attention of gentlemen and ladies on the street, but he paid no attention to it. Instead, he bowed to them with an honored expression.

His response was met with several Sussos thrown off the carriage.

They were mistaken for beggars.

“Go to a pub for a beer, wash your face, and find a job… God, these provincials wandering around Paris.”

The voices from the carriage were intermittent, but one could tell that the person was a respectable and compassionate gentleman.

One sou is worth 100 centimes. To be honest, a few sou are more than enough to have a meal at a beer hall on the street and then a large glass of ginger beer.

"Has your friend always been like this?"

Zhang Long turned around from another street corner and saw Jue Xiong Hu playing with a few banknotes, which left him speechless.

“He does live streaming; no work means being eliminated… it’s a profession he’s forced to do.” Chen Lai looked at Zhang Long’s attire and figured he must have bought a [newspaper reporter ID card].

He wore single-rimmed glasses, still had his walking stick, a pen was tucked into his chest, and a copy of the French Life newspaper was tucked under his arm.

"What should we do now?" Chen Lai asked Zhang Long.

"First, familiarize yourself with the profession and find out the relationships between your characters. This is what players have summarized. If there are big events, participate in them. If there are no big events, start with the identity you are assigned."

“Each world will have a few ‘protagonists’ or ‘chosen ones.’ Finding them will allow you to grasp the entire plot of the instance… The only thing that’s stressful is time.”

Zhang Long took out the newspaper tucked under his arm, glanced at it a few times but lost patience, turned around, waved goodbye to Chen Lai: "Let's meet here again in a week, and share any information we have."

After saying that, he walked away from the foul-smelling black water on the ground, presumably to report to the newspaper listed on his ID card.

"And you? What are you planning to do?" Chen looked at the ferocious tiger.

"Me? Are you familiar with this world?" Absolute Ferocious Tiger was somewhat nonchalant. He had switched to peace mode and came in just to find live stream content. If Chen Lai's side wasn't interesting, he would leave.

"I'm not familiar with it, so I plan to start with the ID card."

"See you in a week then. If you have any extraordinary abilities, or if you're ready to make a move, remember to let me know! We'll still split the profits 30/70!"

Seeing that Chen Lai didn't seem to have as much to do as in the previous instance, the Ferocious Tiger decided to explore on its own for a few days first.

Chen Lai watched them disappear into the distance, then took out a business card from his jacket pocket.

It reads: 17 Basillo Street, Sherlock Fencing Club.

It seemed this was the identity he had purchased: a fencing club coach. Chen Lai thoughtfully put away the business card and headed towards Basil Street, following the route he remembered.

(End of this chapter)