Chapter 160 - The Endymion (II)

Xiao Lan took her luggage and blended in with the passengers boarding the ship so as not to look out of place.

 

The boarding process went smoothly and the check-in staff managed to get him on board The Endymion without any doubt.

 

There is plenty of space on board and Xiao Lan follows the room number on her room card.

 

He intended to go over there first to see how things were going, after all the cruise had more than one day to travel, a temporary stopping point was still very much needed and if that didn't suit he would need to find somewhere else.

 

The further he went the more he got a bad feeling.

 

The man in the suit looked like an elite man, but why did the road to his room go further and further down?

 

The surrounding area is getting darker and darker, there is no longer any view of the sea, even a few street lights are broken in the corridors and there are no waiting waiters to be seen, the place doesn't even look in the same class as the whole luxury cruise ship.

 

Finally Xiao Lan walked to her room - F301.

 

It was an inner cabin on the lowest floor, without even a window, and although it was centrally air-conditioned, the air was still very bad, not only dull but also smelling strange.

 

Apparently, this is probably the cheapest batch of rooms on the whole ship.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

It was clear that he had picked a poor man.

 

Or one that is so shiny on the outside that he's actually so poor he's about to pawn his trousers.

 

This is probably what the poor have in mind for each other.

 

Xiao Lan swiped his card to get inside.

 

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It is a four-room apartment with an interior in the same class as the corridor, which is now occupied by two people.

 

The two men were sitting on the edge of the bed when they saw someone enter and they turned their heads to look over.

 

Xiao Lan also looked at them.

 

It was two young men, one in a sweatshirt and nine-quarter trousers in a stylish style, with short hair dyed flaxen and a carefully trimmed hairstyle, a smile on his face and a casual looking posture sitting lazily.

 

The other is wearing a black trench coat with rimless glasses and short black hair.

 

He sat with his spine straight and a serious look on his face.

 

But more importantly, the man was holding a distinctively shaped sniper rifle, which was clearly not a configuration expected of an ordinary tourist.

 

The word "player" flashed instantly in Xiao Lan's mind.

 

I don't know if it was luck or bad luck that out of 6,000 visitors, his roommates were actually the two players.

 

Xiao Lan's guard was just rising when the young man with flaxen hair waved at him, "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here Little Lanlan!"

 

Xiao Lan is a bit confused: "......?"

 

What's going on here? Little Lanlan, is that what he's being called? Isn't that a bit too shameful a term ......

 

But he didn't know this man at all, so why did the other man seem to be familiar with him?

 

The dark haired youth glanced at his companion and spat in an indifferent tone, " A Xian, he doesn't know you well at all, you seem overly enthusiastic, suspicious looking and not at all like a nice person."

 

The young man with short flaxen hair glared at his companion, " A Cheng, can you stop tearing me down all the time!"

 

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The dark-haired young man said calmly, "That's because you have too many slots."

 

He put his gun away, indicating that he meant no harm, and turned to Xiao Lan, "Hello, I'm Feng Cheng, and this guy next to me is Wen Zhixian."

 

Xiao Lan nodded at them, "Hello."

 

Wen Zhixian said, "Little Lanlan, I've heard about you from my dad for a long time, he used to drink with your dad, and I've heard him talk about you occasionally."

 

Xiao Lan remembered Xiao Chengyan's mention of an old drunkard who had asked him for a rare item in exchange for an illusionary wine, and judging from his tone of voice at the time, he must have been friends with the old drunkard.

 

Could this old drunk be Wen Zhixian's father?

 

Wen Zhixian rubbed his chin and said, "It's a bit inaccurate to say it's drinking. The reason is that every time my dad comes back he looks like he's in pain, saying that Xiao Chengyan, this guy, has screwed him over again with a bunch of rare props and won't let me talk about it for fear of embarrassment. But he sends his ass up for the pit every time, I really don't understand their friendship ......"

 

Even the details are right, so it seems that this man is really the son of an old drunk.

 

The father and son are both pulled in by the Advent world, which is about as unlucky as Xiao Lan and his son.

 

But it's really a bit vain to say that your own father used illusions to take advantage of other people's props, and it's good to hear that they are willing to fight one another, so there should be no need for Xiao Lan to compensate.

 

Xiao Lan: "...... That's probably what friendship is like between men."

 

The man who vowed to stand at the pinnacle of poverty breathed a slight sigh of relief.

 

Wen Zhixian: "By the way, I heard about you entering the game from Xiao Yi."

 

Xiao Lan wondered, "Xiao Yi Yi?"

 

Wen Zhixian said casually, "Oh, it's Cheng Wenyi, that slutty guy who's always been particularly active in matters relating to your dad."

 

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Xiao Lan: "......"

 

You are really good at naming things.

 

He suddenly felt that with "Little Lanlan" in front of him, "Little Lanlan" was not so difficult to accept.

 

Happiness, always in comparison.

 

However, Cheng Wenyi is still alive and kicking after having dared to give him such a humiliating nickname.

 

Wen Zhixian's fighting ability is not bad, is it?

 

Otherwise it might have joined the reclamation family long ago.

 

Wen Zhixian said and gave a thumbs up, "Your Brother Xiao support group is amazing, you're the first person who dared to dig Xiao Yi's corner and still be alive, Little Lanlan.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Has the Brother Xiao Support Group become so well known?

 

It's scary to think just how far this backing group has automatically multiplied ......

 

Suddenly, Wen Zhixian winked at him, " Little Lanlan, do you want to know anything about this copy? I'll give it to you for free, for the sake of friendship between dads."

 

Xiao Lan asks, "You mean the strategy? I don't think you can summarize this one, right?"

 

Wen Zhixian shook his head, "That's not true, this playground is called ' The Endymion ' and it's a very famous advanced field. Because it has a particularly simple main line, each player will be placed into a different organisation when they enter the game, and then these organisations will arrange the identity and tasks for the players and send us on board."

 

Xiao Lan sensed something was wrong: "Arranged? How did you get on board?"

 

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"My organisation gave me a boarding card and an identity, so I came straight up, and if I'm lucky I'll get a better one." Wen Zhixian smiled and looked at Xiao Lan, "What, did you draw an unreliable organisation?"

 

Xiao Lan says he doesn't want to talk: "......"

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It turns out that there is a difference between a regular and a pheasant organisation.

 

Xiao Lan changed the subject: "What is it known for? It's not just the simplicity of the main line, is it?"

 

According to what he knew about players, those who made it to Advanced should not be satisfied with just making it through the level alive.

 

Wen Zhixian snaps his fingers, " Little Lanlan you're so clever~ The game's main line is very, very, very easy is just one of the reasons, after all, there is little to no reward for completing the main line here."

 

"What makes it well-known is the sheer number of side storylines here, each with a generous reward, which is what really makes players yearn for it."

 

"But that's where the most danger lies here, almost all the players who fold in The Endymion die in the spur, and the death rate isn't any less than any playground."

 

"It could be argued that there are no bosses in The Endymion, or it could be argued that there are countless bosses on board."

 

"'A good swimmer drowns, a good rider falls.' Be careful, Little Lanlan, keep your greed in check to survive."

 

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's doubts about the playground were suddenly cleared up.

 

No wonder the main thread of this game was so clear, although he had a bit of a twist due to bad luck, but it wasn't really a fatal crisis.

 

It turns out that the real death trap is on the spur.

 

With plenty of branch lines and lucrative rewards, players who can't get excited about these have probably already gone into hiding.

 

He could imagine the countless people who had gone forward and backward for these spinoff rewards.

 

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Like a beast prowling on the edge of a trap.

 

Wen Zhixian stood up, "Okay Little Lanlan, I'm going to go mess around with things."

 

Xiao Lan looked at him, how could Wen Zhixian look like he already had a clear goal when the players had only just entered the playing field?

 

Noticing his confusion, Wen Zhixian said, "Have you ever heard of the 'Ayanagi'? It's my family's organisation."

 

Xiao Lan flipped through his memory, it seemed to be a player organisation, not as large as Reincarnation, but it was one of the leading medium-sized organisations and seemed to have a long history.

 

Xiao Lan said, "Yeah."

 

Wen Zhixian continued, "I've actually been running Xiangliu for the past two years, and recently Dad has planned to let me take over his position completely, but there are some people in the organisation who are not convinced and have even secretly contacted other organisations to prepare for trouble. These people talk a good game, but it's just for their own personal gain."

 

Wen Zhixian curled his lips and his eyes were dark: "Since they want to do it, don't blame me for not being polite."

 

In this moment, the casualness of his body faded away and his aura was sharp as if a sharp blade had been sheathed.

 

Those who can control an organisation of players can never be generalists.

 

Wen Zhixian beckoned Feng Cheng and the two headed for the door, "Goodbye Little Lanlan, and good luck."

 

Xiao Lan replied, "Good luck to you too."

 

When the two men left, Xiao Lan was the only one left in the room.

 

Xiao Lan examines her luggage, having not taken a good look at its contents before because she was pressed for time.

 

Nothing was found inside the luggage of the man in the suit.

 

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The man had nothing of value except a few clothes that could be seen, and even brought his own bottles of water and noodles and biscuits to save money.

 

But inside the baggage belonging to her identity, Xiao Lan found a bracelet.

 

The bracelet has a simple shape, with only a screen and Little Xiao buttons.

 

According to the instructions, the bracelet has a device inside that sends out signals.

 

After the mission is completed, if you need help in an emergency, you can press the button to ask the organisation to come and get you, and there is a note in large bold letters - "Additional fees will be charged, please do not use it until it is an emergency".

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

This note follows perfectly the organisation's usual poor style.

 

I'm really a bit worried about whether the so-called pick-ups are reliable or not.

 

He put the bracelet away and started to contact Luo with an envelope and asked him about his current situation.

 

Luo's reply was quick.

 

[Sir, I'm on board and the organisation has arranged for me to replace a newly rich man]

 

[This identity is based on virtual currency trading to get to the top, always hiding personal information, and few people know what he looks like]

 

[The organization has replaced all the people he normally comes into contact with with their own and has him under full surveillance, so there is no risk of my identity being exposed]

 

Xiao Lan thinks about his status as an 18th-tier male model who got to the top by trading on PY ......

 

And the fake license company that was wiped out by the police ......

 

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People are more angry than people.

 

Happiness, always in comparison.

 

At the same time, it disappears in the comparison.

 

Xiao Lan sighed and asked.

 

[Where are you?

 

Luo.

 

[My room number is A001, which is a separate garden suite to ensure privacy for the travellers therein].

 

[It will be easy for us to communicate here, would you like to come to my room, sir?

 

Xiao Lan looks at his room F301, where even ventilation is a problem.

 

The difference between a trenchant, reliable organisation and a stingy, pheasant organisation was instantly felt.

 

I also felt the huge gap between the lucky dogs and the non-coms.

 

He replied decisively.

 

[Come on!

 

On the other side of the room, out of Xiao Lan's sight, Luo hooks the corners of his mouth into a satisfied smile.

 

The author has something to say.

 

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Mini-theatre.

 

Xiao Lan: I used to be a rich kid, but unfortunately the company got cold; then I had the chance to be the young master of an awesome organization, but unfortunately the organization also got cold ......

 

Xiao Chengyan: I'm obviously the one who's worse off, okay?

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