Chapter 291 The End of the World? The European Emperor and his anonymous player boss (32)

The end of the world? The European emperor and his anonymous gamer boss (Part 32)

[Shelter display], did you see it? This is the shelter I just traded with the boss and got back. The boss is not the kind of person you said he was. ]

He swears by it.

But there are still people who refute it.

[Maybe it's because you told him in the hall first? He felt embarrassed not to return it to you, and was afraid that you would tell the truth.]

[That is to say, I can understand asking for rent, but asking for a shelter as a deposit is a bit weird. Doesn't he already have a purple shelter? Why does he need a shelter as a deposit? It's suspicious no matter how you think about it.]

[That is to say, since you are a big shot, why can't you be a good person and help the Buddha to the west? We are not unwilling to pay the rent, so why do you have to mortgage the shelter? 】

This man was extremely anxious, but he just kept going around in circles, not knowing how to win the argument over this group of people.

A new reply suddenly appeared, which touched the man deeply.

This new reply is very calm and rational.

[I don't understand why you are blaming the only player who has helped everyone verbally so far, and is even the only player who has actually helped us in a practical way. We call him a big boss because we have received his kindness. I think everyone should cherish such a person. Ask yourself, even if you have extra weapons, five loaves of bread and a bottle of water, would you dare to lend them to other players? ]

This question hits home.

Especially after they experienced the Mr. Mo incident, they felt inexplicably ashamed and confused when seeing such accusations.

Yes, the big boss is the only one who has truly helped them both verbally and in action, so why would they target him like this?

The man sent another reply.

[I was the first person to rent a weapon from the boss. After I got the weapon, I understood the boss's concerns. [Weapon display], did you see it? This is a blue weapon. I used this weapon to kill three treasure chest guardian beasts in four hours. Although I didn't get a suitable weapon, the harvest from these three treasure chests is enough for me. ]

[In addition, in order to clear your name, I directly disclosed the weapon information without your consent. I think this will make it difficult for you to rent weapons in the future. I would like to ask you to add a new rule: after each weapon is rented, the corresponding player's ID and weapon will be announced, and all players in the channel will supervise him. If he does not return the weapon within four hours, then all of us will boycott his transaction just like we boycotted Mr. Mo.]

“This person is very special.”

Song Ning saw the player's remarks for the first time while he was in Lance's arms.

He didn't expect that someone would stand up and support them like this. He still remembered this player, who was the first player to take the initiative to rent weapons.

"Well, he's smart and he has a conscience."

Lance gave a brief comment.

His understanding of human beings is always being refreshed, but as long as his little prince is in his arms, he will only have more favorable impressions on human beings.

"So we still have to rent out the unused weapons we got from this dungeon. Look, aren't these people worthy of our help?"

Song Ning smiled happily. He played with a small and exquisite golden pistol in his hand, and then quickly put it back into the holster on his leggings.

"Since he has taken the initiative to propose this condition, let's agree to it. After all, this is the will of the people."

"it is good."

Lance responded and did the same.

Seeing that the boss really agreed to his proposal, the person who took the initiative to trade and return the weapons breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the initiative to trade the weapon back, thought about it, and sent another message.

[I'm sorry for exposing some of your information without prior permission. 】

He is not stupid. The fact that the boss can rent blue quality weapons to him means that he has at least one or two purple weapons, or even higher quality, gold ones.

But no matter what, while he was clearing the boss's name, he did expose some of the boss's background, and he did not get the boss's approval, which is his problem.

The other party's reply came quickly.

[That's fine, but you don't plan to continue renting weapons? Haven't you received new weapons yet? ]

The player was stunned for a moment, and the next second a trace of relief and gratitude flashed in his eyes.

【I want to rent it, thank you. 】

He still traded the shelter and rent, and the other party accepted it again.

The man was holding the familiar blue sword with excitement, and took the initiative to update his rental information in the chat hall.

[I, the player, would like to rent a weapon from the boss for four hours again - a blue quality long sword. Please supervise me.]

After him, one message after another refreshed on the screen.

[I am a player..., please supervise me. 】

"They are all lovely people who deserve to be rescued."

Song Ning looked at the messages sent spontaneously by these lovely people on the screen and fell back.

A pair of hands caught him, and Lance hummed softly in his ear.

"You're right, they are all human beings worth saving."

He lowered his head and kissed Song Ning's eyes.

"You too, you deserve more than them."

His little prince possessed qualities that shone brighter than pure gems.

"Why are you suddenly talking like that?"

Song Ning felt a little embarrassed, but he would be a fool not to kiss such a beautiful woman.

After exchanging a kiss with Lance, Song Ning shyly reached back.

He touched the scabbard on Lance's back. The cold and icy scabbard gave him a sense of security.

"It's mainly because we both have very good weapons. We were really lucky in this dungeon."

Nothing else was found in that golden box except two golden weapons.

His golden pistol, and Lance's golden sword.

In addition to these, they also opened many other weapons, so many that Song Ning began to doubt whether the dungeon they entered was a specific weapon dungeon.

That's why he proposed renting out these excess weapons.

For them, this is just icing on the cake, but for ordinary players who are still struggling, this is probably like an oasis in the desert that can save their lives.

Lance looked at Song Ning's sighing eyes and silently held him tighter.

This is the so-called villain that the will of the world has always targeted. In the previous life, the Son of the World obtained a large amount of weapons only to buy people's hearts and trade materials for his own enjoyment.

What about the villains who are suppressed by the will of the world?

However, he chose to use his will to save the people. The comparison between the two is so ridiculous and sad.

Lance carefully placed a light kiss on the top of Song Ning's head, with a firm belief in protection flowing in his eyes.

He would never let his little prince become a so-called villain again.

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