Chapter 150: Book-headed Boss

A shrill scream came, and the delivery person curled up abruptly, then bounced wildly, scratching his head with his hands.

Meng Ziqi took advantage of the gap and slipped into the back seat of the car. Su Mian turned the car key, the engine started, and a figure suddenly rushed out of the second building.

"Wait! Take me with you!"

Su Mian saw her in the rearview mirror, her brows frowned.

"Go back!"

She didn't want to drag Qiao Yinuo into the water, no matter what idea she had to get in the car now.

Su Mian would not agree, nor did she think that a newcomer who had just entered the game and had no power to bind a chicken could help.

Qiao Yinuo chased desperately, almost slipping in the mud.

"He Sansan!"

"Do we know each other? I seem to have forgotten something very important... Please, I must go, I want to help."

In the rearview mirror, the small alien that was temporarily "crashed" because of the chili began to twitch violently, and the red light gathered again, looking like it was about to recover.

There was no time to hesitate.

"Hurry!" Su Mian slammed on the brakes and shouted outside the window.

Qiao Yinuo climbed into the back seat of the car in a mess, and Su Mian stepped on the accelerator, stopping the car under the mist.

The rain seemed to become smaller here, or rather, it was isolated and absorbed by some force, and the surroundings fell into a weird silence.

Meng Ziqi wiped the chili powder off his body and looked at Su Mian, "Have you thought about it?"

Su Mian nodded and took out her phone to open the fresh delivery software.

Exchanging for props means needing a lot of continuance to get permission for the new mall, but there is no other way in this situation, because the human body will be ravaged when entering the mist, and there must be props that can pass safely inside.

Qiao Yinuo in the back row suddenly leaned forward and handed over her phone, "Use mine, my mall has been opened, and there is quite a lot of continuance."

Qiao Yinuo, who had lost her memory, seemed not to know what her continuance was exchanged for. Su Mian glanced at her and said lightly, "If you keep buying, you will really become a fool."

Meng Ziqi chuckled, feeling it was impolite, and covered his mouth to look out the window.

Su Mian had already turned her head back and faced her phone screen again.

She took a deep breath, her fingers suspended.

She knew that once she clicked the exchange button and opened the high-level prop mall, she would temporarily forget many things, forget her parents, forget Si She.

But her mind was made up. Su Mian closed her eyes, forcibly suppressed all the surging emotions, and did the final psychological construction for herself.

【Ding-dong!】

【Congratulations on spending continuance to exchange for 1000 vegetable coins. The member mall has been opened for you. There is a discount on the first order.】

Su Mian clicked into the mall and saw some useful props.

【Temporary Mist Disperser (Range: 3 meters radius)】 - Price: 500 vegetable coins (450 after discount)

【Vehicle Temporary Protective Coating (Validity: matches vehicle single trip)】 - Price: 600 vegetable coins (400 after discount)

Fingers fell.

【Exchange successful.】

【Temporary Mist Disperser has taken effect.】

【Vehicle Temporary Protective Coating has taken effect.】

A strong sense of detachment struck, accompanied by dizziness and nausea. Su Mian shook her head, forcing herself to break free from the huge loss and dizziness.

With her hands on the steering wheel, she still remembered what she was doing, but her eyes were a bit confused.

"I forgot how to drive."

The air was silent for a moment. Meng Ziqi got out of the car and walked to the driver's seat. Su Mian and Qiao Yinuo were side by side.

The car started quickly and rushed to the wall of mist.

Instantly, the rain, roads, and scenery outside the car window all disappeared.

Light was swallowed and absorbed. Only the light beam shot by the truck's headlights cut out a short, hazy passage in the thick fog.

The truck traveled in the boundless gray-white mist, and the concept of time was completely stripped away.

They drove on a road that seemed to have no end, and outside the window was the eternal scenery.

Long-term silence and repetitive scenery wore down people's will. At first, they tried to communicate, but later they were replaced by a deep fatigue.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but no one knew how long. The fast food, canned food, and fruits in the car were consumed little by little.

Just when the food in the courier box was about to be turned over by them, a little light appeared in the mist ahead.

At first it was as weak as a star, but as the truck moved forward, the halo gradually expanded, became clear, and finally outlined the outline of a building.

Convenient Supermarket.

Meng Ziqi squinted his eyes. He didn't wear glasses for the convenience of fighting. Qiao Yinuo also leaned forward, a happy expression on her face.

Meng Ziqi slammed on the brakes, letting the truck stop slowly at the supermarket door.

Inside the door, a half-human or humanoid thing sat at the cash register.

Wearing a black sequined suit, with legs crossed, it could be seen that it was a human body, but his head was not a human head. It was a huge leather-covered book, with the book spread out facing up.

Hearing the wind chime at the door, the "Book-headed Boss" didn't even raise his head.

"Back? Just put it in the back warehouse after counting the goods."

Su Mian gave Meng Ziqi a look, and Meng Ziqi immediately moved his steps, approaching the cash register.

Just as the "Book-headed Boss" seemed to notice that the footsteps were wrong, the book-shaped head turned slightly.

When he wanted to look over, Meng Ziqi instantly restrained the arm that the boss stretched out from the suit sleeve.

He frowned. This touch felt like bones becoming brittle, and it was very like a cardboard box, but it was not so easy to pinch off.

"You guys?! Are you players???"

The pages on the head were shaking, seeming nervous and surprised, "How could you come here?! How did you find this place? Impossible, the fog should have isolated you all!"

His voice was distorted because his "face" was pressed on the counter, and the rustling sound was heavier, carrying unbelievable panic.

Su Mian walked to the cash register and pulled out a letter with a special mark.

"This supermarket of yours, if there is no accident, is a loophole in the rules, right?"

The light in the boss's eyes flickered violently, as if he was thinking quickly.

He struggled, but Meng Ziqi's strength made him unable to move.

A moment later, there was a hint of disdain in the rustling sound.

"Humph... rule loophole? So what? You want to use that broken artificial intelligence 'Script Eye' to sanction me? It won't care about this kind of thing."

"Your props have a time limit." His voice was hoarse, "If you want to survive, don't waste time with me. Hurry back. No one will care about you if you die here."

He seemed to have regained some confidence, and the edges of the pages even curled up slightly, as if mocking.

Su Mian, however, sneered and pointed to the letter, "Is that so?"

"Look clearly, this is an appeal letter submitted to the Arbitration Group."

The hot gold runes on the letter paper, as well as the familiar Twelve Time Slots sign, the light on the cover of the Book-headed Boss instantly went out for a moment.

"Ar... Arbitration Group?! No, impossible, you are just players... low-dimensional players, how could you possibly come into contact with the Arbitration Group."