Shi Qi, who was working on the sofa, looked up at him indifferently.
"It's a dream..." Mu Su looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back into the pillow.
He dreamed that "The Story of Mu Susu" could finally be charged, so he secretly changed the chapter price to the highest value. As a result, a large number of readers used the additional coins to read.
This kind of thing is terrifying beyond description.
After they returned to the main world, Transparent Bridge returned their stand-in dolls and asked them to keep one on their body.
Wen Xiang curiously asked what happened after her death, and Transparent Bridge summed it up in one sentence: Mu Su was the absolute protagonist.
I was stunned when I smelled the fragrance and didn't ask further. Everyone knew this kind of thing tacitly.
The abandoned Wanghaiya, which they regarded as a safe house, had undergone some changes. The wooden bars leaning against the windows had all disappeared, and were replaced by a circular outline surrounded by more than a dozen wooden bars. Outside was the deep water area.
Blazing God greeted them and continued to search for materials from the water. Everyone stepped forward to help, and finally the safe area was briefly surrounded before the thick fog appeared.
The high waterline is a problem for them who want to settle here, and there is no way to solve this problem - they lack materials.
There is some sand in Musu, which can barely prevent water accumulation in the wooden house, but whether to waste it on a crumbling wooden house is a question.
After simply blocking the window with the rectangular wooden board that Blazing God took out from the water, something happened in the hazy sea of fog.
The first one to discover it was Kallen. He saw something appearing in the depths of the fog sea at the edge.
Everyone stepped forward to take a look, and in the hazy gray-white gloom that resembled a sketch, the outline of a nest was looming. It was like a low volcano made of fleshy balls, with thick mist erupting from the top as it squirmed.
The sanity value was declining, and everyone looked at each other.
They finally knew the source of the thick fog.
Unable to do anything, everyone returned to the wooden house and sat down side by side. When the thick fog came and the cabin became dark, they quit the game and resigned themselves to their fate.
No one is a professional gamer, even Mu Su, who is very idle, has his own firm. They cannot focus all their energy on the game.
Mu Su took advantage of the fact that Shi Qi would not come to work for a while, so he went to bed first, so that he would not blame himself for sleeping at work. He could also use "Hey, hehe, he accidentally overslept (scratching his head)" to excuse it.
So the initial situation happened.
Mu Su speculated in her mind that she would open EHMO to check her subscriptions, and then suddenly remembered.
It seems like he didn’t even get a contract...
The upper right corner of the opened EHMO prompted a message. Mu Su clicked on it. It was sent by an editor suspected of being Lord Grim a few minutes ago.
"What the hell is this chapter of yours???"
Mu Su answered naturally: "It is a necessary means to make up 2,000 words."
The editor happened to be online and responded quickly: "One chapter contains a lot of repetitive content. You just repeated the name four times!"
"That's five times." Mu Su corrected.
"Don't look proud of me!" The editor's mentality exploded. "What will the readers who clicked on Chapter 2 think if this continues!"
"My book is like this. Don't they have a clue about what's in the second chapter?"
The editor was shocked for a moment, and then fell into silence not knowing how to refute.
After a while, Mu Su sent a new message tentatively: "If you come to me, does it mean that I can sign the contract?"
The editor laughed angrily: "No. First of all, you can't repeat paragraphs. Secondly, this elementary school student's writing style cannot meet the contract standard."
"Give me a chance. You see, we both have this kind of relationship."
"I told you I'm not Lord Grim!"
"I didn't say anything." Mu Su laughed like a chicken thief.
On the other side of the horizon, Lord Grim wanted to dig his eyes out of his sockets, just to stay away from the horizon and Mu Su.
With a perfunctory sentence of "keep working hard", he hurriedly closed the message box.
How on earth did this guy find me?
Lord Grim gritted his teeth.
Are all mental patients so sensitive?
He couldn't help but think of what Transparent Bridge said.
Then he thought of what Mu Su had done.
Lord Grim narrowed his eyes slightly.
Now...you are in my hands.
…
Mu Su has never been a person who asks for advice humbly. But for the title of a famous writer, he can appropriately abandon some principles.
Isn't it just that there are too many repetitive contents and the writing is too poor? Just change it.
After exiting EHMO, Mu Su began to debate whether it was better to code or just take a nap.
Shi Qi seemed to be aware of it and looked at him calmly: "The client will be here soon. Do you want me to introduce to them, 'This guy who sleeps like a dead pig is Detective Mu Su of our agency'."
"What are you doing! Didn't I tell you not to get up?" Mu Su reluctantly went to the ground and slipped into the bathroom to solve the physiological problem.
Well, it’s just what you think, don’t think too much about it.
After Musu came out, Empress Shiqi began to explain to Musu in a stick-reading tone without emotion.
"The client, Anna Filin, is a 12-year-old female. She will stay in our office for five days, and then the client, Haven, will pick her up. During this period, the office needs to be responsible for her food, daily life, and transportation to and from school."
"Fifty percent of the total commission fee and 50,000 credit points have been deposited into the firm's account as a deposit. The remainder will be made up after Anna Felin picks it up."
"Going to and from school?" Mu Su put the half-empty glass of sleeping water on the boss's desk, intending to keep it as a family heirloom.
"The police and Film Machinery are searching for Anna Filin. Just in case, Haven arranged for Anna Filin to disguise herself as an ordinary human child and enter the school as a transfer student."
Shi Qi's authority in Haven is very high, otherwise he would not know this. Mu Su is also very important, otherwise Shi Qi would not tell this.
"What happened to the naughty kid I mentioned earlier?"
"One of the people who helped her died. She had extreme distrust of everyone and acted without any rules, just like you."
"Just give it a beating," Mu Su said, as casually as if the TV was broken and you were told to take a few shots.
After doing nothing for more than ten minutes, Shi Qi turned off the holographic screen.
"The client has arrived."
The two of them went downstairs and saw two figures, one large and one small, outside the wooden fence in the sunshine.
Shi Qi didn't need to say anything, so Mu Su took the initiative to come forward, touched Anna Felin's head, and said kindly: "You are Anna Felin, you are a little different from what I imagined."
Although he hates naughty kids, he doesn't hate naughty kids who give money.
"Mr. Mu, please respect yourself. This is another entrusted party, Mr. Simpson."
Shi Qi reminded him coldly.
"Then you didn't tell me earlier." Mu Su rolled his eyes, took his hands off Simpson's greasy hair, squatted in front of Zhen Anna Feilin and stretched out his hand to touch it.
The latter dodged away, as if he had seen through Mu Su's intention to wipe his hands.
Simpson neither cursed nor stuffed Mu Su's head into his butt, nor did he take off his pants and pee all over Mu Su. He only looked at Mu Su deeply, turned around and left. He said nothing the whole time.
Mu Su turned to Shi Qi and asked, "Is this guy's name Trevor Simpson?"