Volume 4, Chapter 25 – Let Go of That Girl

[Where do you think the first faction war between players will break out?]

[That’s right, on No. 1886!]

[And the side that finally won was…]

[For fuck’s sake, are you going to say it or not? If not, I’m unfollowing right now!]

[You still dare string us along? Looks like you don’t know how the word “death” is written!]

[I’ll say it, I’ll say it, my lords, please don’t unfollow me. groveling.jpg]

[In the end, the government forces faction won.]

[The Morningstar Resistance faction got completely wiped. That highest-level guy got killed three times and is still running around the fountain waiting for his respawn CD.]

[I have no idea what you’re talking about, but it sounds awesome.]

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[Stop being so smug. When I kill Anran, you’ll know what pain feels like!]

[Ptui!]

…

The flaming on the forums did not affect Anran.

After changing into a different outfit, she took Aila with her to attend the charity reception.

This reception was being hosted by Lorion, president of the Yaxi City United Chamber of Commerce.

As president of the United Chamber of Commerce, although he was colluding with Morningstar behind the scenes, Lorion still cut a very glamorous figure in public.

Therefore, everyone attending this charity reception was someone of status and standing in Yaxi City.

You could only get in with an invitation.

Given Anran’s current situation, with her identity unclear, there was naturally no way she could get in by normal means.

But Anran had never intended to use any normal route to begin with.

“Do you choose to accept the mission [Crash the Reception]?”

“Yes!”

Several players accepted the mission Anran had issued at the same time.

Right after that, all three entrances of the luxury hotel were simultaneously hit by “Outlander attacks.”

“Ora ora ora—”

“Die—”

“Hey, boy, fuck you!”

“Get these lunatics out of here now! If any guests get hurt, we’re all finished.”

The security captain’s face was livid as he brandished his baton and charged out through the front entrance.

He looked ferocious.

He rushed straight at one of the players.

“…”

That player was feeling extremely conflicted right now.

The rewards for the mission Anran had posted were very generous, and it was easy to do, but the content was weird enough to make it hard to accept.

Seeing the baton about to swing down, the player’s eyes sharpened.

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Rewards this good would be a waste not to take. It was just a pile of data anyway.

I’m doing it!

Bang!

“Ow, you little bastard.”

The player cursed, but as he bent over, he suddenly twisted around, found the right angle, clasped both hands together, crossed them, and finally pressed only his two index fingers together.

Then he viciously jabbed them toward that fragile flower bud.

Take this—!

Mmgh!

The security captain’s face changed, and he immediately let out a scream. “Aaaaah—”

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

“Hiss—”

At the same time, a fat man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf. He sucked in a breath and hurriedly looked down.

But his body was bumped from the side.

It was an effeminate-looking boy.

“Whose kid are you? How can you be so rude, so ill-man—”

Before he could finish the word “mannered,” the fat man suddenly realized his arm had been seized.

When he turned around, he saw two burly men.

Left man, right man.

“Brother Fat, Brother Long wants you in the car for a little talk.”

“What are you doing? Do you know where this is? Do you know who I am?” the fat man shouted.

Who the hell cared who he was?

Players did not care about that at all.

The fat man was dragged away on the spot.

“Help! Help!”

“Fuck your Grandpa Li!”

Bang bang bang!

An unsigned invitation suddenly appeared in Anran’s hand.

She had just fished it out of the fat man’s pocket.

“Please go right in!”

Even though things outside were a total mess,

the waiter still courteously ushered Anran inside.

Aila did not go in through the front entrance.

Because there was security screening at the door.

With Aila’s body, it would be all too easy for something weird to happen during the security check.

Besides, Anran needed Aila to bring some weapons inside for her.

So Anran did her best to stir things up at the front entrance and draw attention.

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Lorion had rented the banquet hall on the hotel’s third floor. Security at the front entrance was tight, but the rear entrance was a different story.

The moment attention at the front was drawn away, several other players immediately started causing trouble at the back entrance.

Relatively agile as she was, Aila slipped inside with ease, bringing some weapons along with her. Anran provided cover at the right moment with Mechanical Interference.

Cute little Aila walked down the corridor carrying a small backpack.

She ran into quite a few people along the way.

There were waiters pushing food carts, bodyguards in sunglasses, and businessmen standing in the corners talking on the phone.

But no one suspected Aila in the slightest.

They simply assumed she was a child brought along by some family.

None of them had any idea that her rabbit backpack was hiding some serious goodies.

“Aila, over here!”

Anran waved from a corner.

The clothes she was wearing were rather tasteful. After all, she had gritted her teeth and spent several thousand Bilu on the outfit.

“Anran!” Aila trotted over.

“Shh. Come on, let’s walk around first.”

The reception had not formally begun yet, and almost everyone’s attention had been drawn to the players making trouble outside.

“Have these Outlanders gone insane?!”

Lorion slammed the table in fury, with not a shred of gentlemanly grace left.

“Leave this to me. The reception still has to go on properly.” A woman rose from the sofa nearby. It was none other than Heloise.

Lorion’s brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was grave.

He was already burdened with worries, and even the slightest disturbance was enough to make him irritable.

The root of it all was that Morningstar’s contact station had been wiped out.

And that morning, some names of people colluding with Morningstar had already been exposed.

Lorion did not know whether those people really had ties to Morningstar, but they were probably guilty nine times out of ten.

The key point was that he himself really had been colluding with Morningstar all along.

If his name got exposed…

Lorion looked at Heloise. “Then I’ll have to trouble you.”

This woman sent by Morningstar was simply terrifying.

Just a moment ago, right in front of him, she had smilingly demonstrated the strength to snap a blade with her bare hand.

Even four top-tier bodyguards had not lasted two exchanges against her.

Lorion had gone from puffed up to completely limp with fright.

This reception was no easy assignment at all. Its main purpose was to help Morningstar negotiate business.

“Chairman!” A knock suddenly sounded at the door.

When Lorion looked up, he discovered that Heloise had already disappeared, and standing before him now was his seductive female secretary.

“What is it?” Lorion asked in a deep voice.

“People from Nine Songs are outside looking for you,” the secretary said.

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What?

Nine Songs?

Lorion shot to his feet in fright.

Why did people from Nine Songs have to come at a time like this? Had he already been exposed?

Sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Lorion stood there in utter panic, restless as hell.

What do I do? What do I do?

The Morningstar people… damn it, that woman just left.

“Chairman, do you want to meet them?”

“No, no.” Lorion answered immediately.

But on second thought, refusing would not work either, unless he no longer wanted to hold this reception.

“Yes.” Lorion changed his answer.

He still had to meet them.

“Then I’ll go notify them.” The secretary turned to leave.

“Wait!” Lorion called out to her.

“???”

What was wrong with the chairman?

The secretary was completely baffled.

Right, she had just seen that “demon woman” walk out with an icy expression, but her clothes were neat and her expression looked normal. Had the chairman turned over a new leaf?

The secretary had been sent out, so she had assumed the chairman planned to have a good private “exchange” with that woman.

After thinking it over, Lorion said, “Don’t meet them here. Bring them to the reception room upstairs.”

That was also the place where he discussed business with Morningstar.

“Yes, Chairman.” The secretary left.

Lorion immediately took out his phone and sent Heloise a text message.

This matter still depended on Morningstar. With that terrifying woman around, there was still some room to maneuver.

…

Fourth-floor reception room.

After roughly familiarizing herself with the surrounding environment, Anran began moving toward the reception room.

The purpose of this operation was to dig out everyone on Lorion’s line.

As president of the United Chamber of Commerce, Lorion had been supplying military goods to Morningstar all along. If she uprooted that entire line, Morningstar was definitely going to feel the pain.

She went up from the second floor.

Just before reaching the corner, Anran’s pupils suddenly contracted. She instinctively grabbed Aila and ducked into the women’s restroom beside them.

“…”

She had actually seen Heloise!

Heloise, dressed in a professional skirt suit, was a different kind of stunning altogether.

But the cold expression on her face had not changed much.

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Fuck.

Why was she here?

Did Morningstar really have to go this hard?

They had actually sent a boss over!

If Heloise was the one talking with Lorion, it would be very hard to make a move.

Tap tap tap…

The sound of high heels striking the floor drew closer and closer.

Was she going downstairs?

That was what Anran thought. Aila stared nervously at Anran, one little hand even covering her own mouth.

However, Anran soon realized she had guessed wrong.

Heloise was actually walking toward the women’s restroom.

This…

Anran’s face turned bitter.

Even though she was in disguise, and even though Heloise probably did not know Aila,

what if something unexpected happened?

Was she really going to get dismembered by Heloise in a women’s restroom?

What was more, she was currently dressed as a man, yet standing in the women’s restroom with a little girl.

Emmm…

That really did feel kind of perverted.

They had to hide, fast.

The women’s restroom had a total of three stalls.

Anran…

Anran was suddenly on the verge of despair.

They were full. Full!!!

Hey, hey, hey, could you NPCs stop using the toilet?!

I’m so mad I could cry.

At a moment like this, Anran could hardly rush in and chase the people out.

She could only move close to Aila and whisper, “@#%#&%”

The moment Heloise walked in, she saw Anran and Aila standing beside the sinks.

When her gaze fell on Anran, she was visibly stunned for a moment.

A man in the women’s restroom?

And with his face pressed right up against a little girl?

That kind of intimacy looked extremely perverted at a glance, and it immediately stirred up some very bad memories in Heloise.

Anger unintentionally surfaced on her face.

“Let go of that girl!”