Global Collapse-Chapter 592 - 560: Princess Mianmian?_1
Before the Fortune-teller could even tear her gaze away from the two women, she heard a THUD, as if something had landed at her feet.
Looking down, she saw a short, entirely green man.
He was bound tightly, a rag stuffed in his mouth.
The Fortune-teller had never seen him before.
Strangely, this little green man glared at her fiercely, as if she were his mortal enemy.
Just as the Fortune-teller was feeling bewildered, Gu Mian suddenly appeared in her line of sight. He stepped out of the car, reached over, and pulled the rag from the little man's mouth.
Only then could the little man speak.
The moment the rag was removed, he glared fiercely at the Fortune-teller and demanded, "Was it you who blew up the food factory?"
Fortune-teller: ?
By the time Gu Mian had captured Xiao Hong and Xiao Qiao, it was already six in the evening.
Now, their group was crowded into the Fortune-teller's house. Ignoring the fuming Mr. Green and the two women who looked ready to brawl at any moment, everything was quite harmonious.
A small table was set up in front of the Fortune-teller for divination.
Mr. Green was pressed down on the opposite side of the table, serving as the medium for the divination.
Two thick, white candles flanked the table, their flames flickering gently. In the center sat a Crystal Ball the size of an infant's head.
Gu Mian remembered this object.
In the 'Sweet Lovers' instance, when the Fortune-teller had tried to read his fortune, this very Crystal Ball had unexpectedly exploded.
Recalling the previous explosion, Gu Mian cautiously took a step back, just in case.
Fatty, who was craning his neck so far he nearly pressed his face against the Crystal Ball, shot Gu Mian a strange look before turning his attention back to it.
Sitting at the table, the Fortune-teller said, "Usually, I use a Pendulum or tarot cards for divination. However, to divine specific information like the name of an instance, neither a Pendulum nor tarot cards are sufficient."
She paused, then continued, "With so many people here, it could affect the Crystal Ball reading. It would be best if only I and this... green little... sir... remained..."
"You're the little green shorty!" Mr. Green roared.
Amidst Mr. Green's roars of "Your whole family are little green shorties!" Gu Mian and the others exited the room.
As Fatty left, he wore a look of reluctance, frequently glancing back.
Chu Changge, meanwhile, kept his eyes fixed on Xiao Qiao and Xiao Hong to prevent them from starting another fight.
Listening to Mr. Green's bellows, Gu Mian wondered, Can the Fortune-teller even divine successfully in this racket?
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long.
Just a few minutes later, the Fortune-teller opened the door, apparently finished with the divination.
However, her expression was rather odd, as if she had divined something truly baffling.
Chu Changge pushed up his glasses and asked, "What did you find out?"
"Well... I was indeed divining the name of your so-called 'Recycling Station' instance, but... I'm not sure if the result is correct. In any case, the name is very strange."
Mr. Green had previously told Gu Mian and the others that the name of the Recycling Station instance was bizarre, so they were already mentally prepared.
As she spoke, the Fortune-teller handed Gu Mian a piece of paper she had been holding. "I wrote down the divined name on this."
Gu Mian took the paper and looked at it.
Then he fell silent.
Seeing Gu Mian's silence, Fatty curiously leaned over to look at the paper.
He, too, fell silent.
Chu Changge also came over.
The three of them stood there in silence.
"Princess Mianmian and Her Seven Simp Knights?"
Even with their mental preparation, Gu Mian was still shocked by the bizarre name.
The Fortune-teller hesitated before speaking, "This name... I don't think it quite fits the atmosphere of the Recycling Station. Perhaps something went wrong. How about I try divining again tomorrow?"
Gu Mian also felt it didn't sound like an instance name, so he nodded, agreeing to let the Fortune-teller try again the next day.
However, the result of her divination the next day was still the same.
The instance's name was still "Princess Mianmian and Her Seven Simp Knights".
Gu Mian: …
This doesn't sound like a name for a recycling station at all, Gu Mian thought.
From the side, the bound Mr. Green's voice piped up, "I heard that the Recycling Station instance was named by some NPC to satisfy their own twisted sense of humor. I never expected that NPC to be so creative with names."
Gu Mian looked at Mr. Green. "It seems you know a fair bit about that place. Why don't you tell us what's inside?"
Mr. Green quickly said, "This is all just hearsay! But the Recycling Station is mostly filled with unwanted junk from other instances. If you search hard enough, you might find something useful... As for the instance tasks, I guess they're probably things like garbage sorting? You have to understand, some factory NPCs are lazy and push all their work onto the players..."
"From what I know, instances like auto repair shops, libraries, wastewater treatment plants, and construction sites all make players do manual labor. This 'Recycling Station' of yours is probably similar."
Indeed. Gu Mian recalled Xiao Qiao once entering an auto repair shop instance. The task was for players to repair cars, but ghosts would be interspersed among the parts.
"So, is the Recycling Station instance dangerous?" Fatty asked curiously.
"Didn't I tell you? It's not dangerous at all. It's probably the safest instance in the entire game. They say the chance of dying in there is lower than choking to death while eating."
Fatty said hesitantly, "You're not trying to trick us, are you? Telling us that instance is safe to lure us in and wipe us all out?"
"Heh." Mr. Green rolled his eyes dismissively. "Me, trick you into an instance? I wish you lot would never even get near an instance entrance for the rest of your lives!"
He sounded utterly sincere, without a hint of deception.
Chu Changge pushed up his glasses again. "In any case, we now know the name of the Recycling Station instance... 'Princess Mianmian and Her Seven Simp Knights'…"
He paused for a moment when saying the instance name, as if finding it difficult to utter.
"Since it's not very dangerous, the more people, the better. After all, we need to search for something. A Fortune-teller is invaluable for finding things, one being as effective as several people combined. Fortune-teller, can you go in and help?"
Addressed directly, the Fortune-teller nodded slightly. "If there's no significant danger, I can certainly go."
Receiving her affirmative reply, Chu Changge continued, "Although it's 'the more, the merrier,' everyone who enters must be trustworthy. Otherwise, they might conceal any special items they find. Besides those of us here, Liu Ruyan and Keke can also join. After all, Gu Mian, you have an instance pass; you just need to write their names on it to bring them into the instance."
Gu Mian had always found Liu Ruyan unreliable, yet Chu Changge appeared to trust her implicitly.
Chu Changge paused for a moment, as if considering other trustworthy individuals, then said, "007 can go too. Gu Mian, is there anyone else you trust?"
