I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 621: The Boss of the Game Studio
"I really traveled through time..."

After much difficulty, he found an empty alley and happened to see a broken mirror in the trash can. The honest man Sean was touching his face in disbelief.

In the mirror, I have changed my appearance. I am tall but a little hunchbacked, which is a sequelae of long-term desk work. Similarly, my skin is very white due to years of not being exposed to the sun, but barely healthy.

The person in the mirror had a good-looking face, with distinct and handsome features and lazy eyebrows. There was a logo printed on the white T-shirt. Sean squinted his eyes to make out that the name of the logo was "Dawn Signal".

Weird name... However, just as Sean had this thought, he was startled by another logo on the upper right corner of the T-shirt.

It was a pure gold one-horned ghost head!

After all, having made a living in a caravan, Sean considered himself to be well-informed. Moreover, the reputation of this logo was becoming more and more famous.

This is... the biggest force behind Paradise City, the [Golden Ghost]!
Moreover, the tyrant with the same name and surname as himself is the second in command of [Golden Ghost]!
I...I have traveled through time and space to the body of a Golden Ghost member?
Sean couldn't help swallowing. He threw away the broken lens in a panic, groaning in his heart.

What the hell is this mine at the bottom of the Sand City? How could it allow me to travel through time and space to the body of a Golden Ghost member?
If someone finds out, it'll be fatal...

However, what was even more strange was that he had heard a lot of news about Paradise City, but he had never heard that the interior of Paradise City would be like this now.

To be honest, Sean felt that there would probably not be such streets in the entire world, not just in Paradise City.

If this is true, why is there a golden ghost symbol on the clothes of my current body...

Full of doubts and worries, Sean walked out of the alley carefully. He couldn't just stay in the corner and do nothing. Besides, at least for now, this street and the people on it did not show any hostility towards him. No, to be precise, no one paid any special attention to him.

After observing carefully for a while, Sean found that the people here were extremely busy and no one noticed him as a sneaky person - to be precise, people like him were not worthy of attention at all, because Sean had seen many people in strange costumes walking by, but others just took a few glances and then looked away.

From the other party's few words, Sean heard that the other party seemed to be going to a place called Comic Convention.

What is that?

How about going over and taking a look?

Somehow, Sean caught up with the group of people in strange costumes.

The location of the comic convention was not far away, and soon, Sean followed the group of people to a place called Sports Center. It seemed that the comic convention was held here.

Looking around, Sean's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The group of people just now could not be considered to be dressed in strange clothes here. There were more people wandering around wearing strange clothes that did not conform to the characteristics of this era. At the same time, a large group of people were holding things that looked like energy cannons and pointing them at that group of people.

Killing people in the street?!

Sean just showed some fear in his eyes, and then he saw the group of people holding the energy cannons pressed the buttons. The "clicking" sound was heard, and the group of people who were aimed at by the energy cannons just quickly made various movements.

Gradually, Sean came to understand that those "energy cannons" seemed to be a kind of precious filming equipment in the wasteland, and those people in strange costumes seemed to be just playing a role?
What is the picture?

Sean was a little confused. He had been doing various jobs to make a living since he was old enough to understand. He didn't understand, apart from spies and detectives from various major forces, why would there be people who pretend to be other people and even take pictures to record it?

Not knowing what was going on, he wanted to go into the sports center to see more, but was stopped at the door.

"Where's the QR code?" the person who stopped him asked lazily.

Sean was a little flustered, he didn't know what this thing called a QR code was. The man looked at him strangely and said, "Didn't you buy the ticket online in advance? It's the same offline, 80, I'll scan you."

Sweep...me?

Sean was a little flustered. He didn't understand what the other party was saying. However, people who made a living in the caravan for many years would not be stupid. He noticed the actions of the others. The other party was taking out the square screen.

I seem to have this thing in my bag. Could it be that this is my passport to this world?
With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he took out the screen from the bag, but for some reason, the display on his screen was different from others.

"Dude, your phone is broken?" The ticket inspector poked his head out and saw Sean swiping randomly on the unlocked interface.

He showed a suspicious expression. Could this brother... have picked up someone else's phone?

With this thought in his mind, he frowned slightly and was about to take some measures.

Just then, a voice rang out: "Hey, Lao Xiao, didn't you say you couldn't come? Okay, okay."

Panicked, Sean and the staff all turned their heads and saw a young man striding towards them with a happy look on his face.

"Brother Lei? Do you two know each other?" The staff member scratched his head. The Brother Lei he was referring to was the staff member of the organizer of this comic exhibition.

Brother Lei came over and put his arm around Sean's shoulders, grinning at the staff member: "Sean, the modeler at Dawn Signal Studio, was the prototype of the model you bought a few days ago."

The staff member's eyes suddenly lit up, and the look he gave Sean suddenly changed.

Glancing at Sean's white T-shirt again, he suddenly realized, "I was wondering why I hadn't seen this one for sale online. It's a limited edition piece from the studio?! Damn it, Sean, get me one!"

"Go away, you are so sociable. Go back to work."

Brother Lei grabbed Sean, who was still confused, and walked straight into the venue.

As he walked, he said excitedly, "Boy, I offered you a VIP ticket but you didn't come. You sneaked over here on your own, right? Well, well, now that you're here, don't even think about running away. Do you know how many cosplayers have played characters from your game at this comic convention? I have to pull you up there to have a word with you."

Game… Sean’s eyes became more and more confused.

The person that I traveled through and occupied was a member of a studio and made a game? Moreover, the body that I am in now is also called Sean?!

This is……

Just when his brain was overloaded, Brother Lei beside him picked up the screen and put it to his ear, saying a lot of gibberish, but Sean clearly didn't hear anyone else.

"Old Xiao, I have something to do over there. Please turn around first. Don't run away. I'll go up and talk to you later. I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

Brother Lei left, leaving Sean at a loss.

Just then, the staff member at the door came over again, and this time, there were a few more people around him.

One of them made Sean's heart beat faster.

How come that person looks exactly like Sean, who once appeared on the wanted poster, was called the nightmare, and has the same name as himself? !

(End of this chapter)