Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

After visiting the lantern festival, it was too late, so Jiang Yuan would definitely have to spend the night in Yucun.

Shen Mingchao then suggested that they stay at Shiguang B&B.

"Where is that?"

"It's next to Xilaimian, a new restaurant my brothers opened together, and the environment is pretty good."

Jiang Yuan suddenly realized: "Boss Wu and the others?"

"No, it's a different group, but they all know Wu Xie and the others."

Jiang Yuan hesitated after hearing this.

After the two removed their makeup and were riding their electric scooter back, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but tease them, "Mingchao, tell me the truth, how many good brothers do you actually have?"

A very insightful question.

"Forehead....."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao's handlebars wobbled slightly.

There's no way to refute it.

Who can blame them when this is a world of tomb raiding where male characters are everywhere?

But Shen Mingchao felt that this had nothing to do with her; it was mainly because Wu Xie and his friends had many friends, and she was just benefiting from it.

During their conversation, they arrived at their destination, where the sign for Shiguang B&B was particularly eye-catching in the night.

After parking the electric scooter, Shen Mingchao led Jiang Yuan through the door. The first thing to greet them, accompanied by the sound of the wind chimes on the door, was the calico cat that had been woken up on the counter.

"Oh, it's San San!" Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up, and she went over to pet the cat in a high-pitched voice.

The man behind the counter looked up at the sound, his gaze gradually focusing, then he paused in surprise.

The girl in front of me was wearing elaborate makeup, which was rare for her, and her appearance was even better than usual.

"Tomorrow... tomorrow?"

It was a familiar, trembling voice.

Shen Mingchao couldn't help but laugh and went over to tease him.

"Brother Meng, when are you going to get rid of this stuttering habit?"

Wang Meng lowered her eyes and whispered in her defense, "I heard from them that you went to the Lantern Festival with your friends today. I really didn't expect you to come. How was it? Did you have fun?"

When this was brought up, Shen Mingchao had a lot to say. She and Jiang Yuan took turns telling each other about their day's events. When they were thirsty from talking, Wang Meng very tactfully handed them drinks and fruit.

When they mentioned that they had also been interviewed, another male voice came from the house.

"So it really was you guys."

Shen Mingchao looked up and saw that the white snake had come out of the inner room, followed by Huo Daofu.

She glanced at the latter, then stared intently at the white snake and asked, "What does this mean?"

The white snake waved her phone and said, "I saw it online, but I wasn't sure it was you at first."

"They've been released so quickly?" Shen Mingchao asked in surprise.

Jiang Yuan immediately took out her phone and searched, then exclaimed in surprise: "The Yucun Lantern Festival is trending on local social media, and our interview video is in it."

Shen Mingchao quickly opened Weibo, browsed for a while, and then rubbed his temples.

Amidst the overwhelmingly positive comments, there are always a few malicious, fake comments, and some people are even making comparisons based on appearance.

"What's wrong?" Hordolph asked. "You don't seem too happy?"

"I wouldn't say I'm unhappy. People are afraid of becoming famous, just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. There are all kinds of people on the internet. I'm mainly afraid of getting into trouble. However, information changes so quickly, so not many people probably care about this video."

"Don't worry," the white snake said with a faint smile, "the situation you're worried about won't happen."

The voice was deep and reassuring, giving one a sense of peace.

Shen Mingchao understood the implication in the other person's words. She was worrying unnecessarily. With so many talented and extraordinary people around her, and even dangerous individuals who walked on the edge of the red line, her public relations skills couldn't be lacking.

After checking Jiang Yuan in, Shen Mingchao glanced at Wang Meng's computer and noticed a Minesweeper page flashing by. She couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Meng, you really haven't forgotten your original intention. You've been playing the same game from Wushanju to a homestay."

"More than that," Hordorff said coldly, wiping his glasses. "He's been playing around ever since I met him, and I don't know what's so interesting about it."

"Tsk, you all don't understand." Wang Meng blushed, looking like he wanted to retort but didn't know what to say. Finally, he said in embarrassment and annoyance, "It's very effective at killing time."

Shen Mingchao took out his phone, raised an eyebrow at Wang Meng, and said, "Brother Meng, I recommend a game to you. It's newly released and will be a more effective way to kill time."

Wang Meng had never seen Shen Mingchao with such a fawning expression before. He stammered, "Wh...what game?"

With that alluring "timi," Shen Mingchao loudly proclaimed the four words that were about to sweep the nation.

"Honor of Kings!"

As a soldier brought out by the future King of Glory, Shen Mingchao doesn't mind playing it again. What's the difference between this and a master being reborn as a newbie and entering the newbie village?

She couldn't resist using a drastic, overwhelming attack!

First, she needs to train a few reliable teammates to form a team with her and play ranked matches. Wang Meng plays online games regularly and should be a good prospect; she should nurture him.

Wang Meng was intimidated by Shen Mingchao's confident demeanor. "Is this game really that fun?" he asked skeptically, clicking the download button.

"You'll see once you play it," Shen Mingchao said confidently. "I guarantee you'll never want to touch Minesweeper again."

Jiang Yuan, who was watching the drama unfold, said, "Mingchao, you're trying to drag people into a pit."

"What a trap! This is the gateway to a new world!" Shen Mingchao corrected him in a serious tone.

While Wang Meng was downloading the game, Shen Mingchao began to persuade the others.

"Brother White Snake, Brother Huo... do you guys want to try it out? This game is so much fun, five-person teams, playing together to rank up, it's really interesting."

Hodor was taken aback by the "brother" address, hesitated for a long time, and finally refused: "No."

The White Snake also shook her head: "Sorry, Ming Dynasty, I'm not interested in games."

Just then, Wang Meng finished downloading.

"The Ming Dynasty, and then what?" He scratched his head, looking at the densely packed hero portraits with a puzzled expression.

"Come, come, let me teach you." Shen Mingchao leaned over and began to teach you step by step.

Teaching inevitably involves physical contact.

He could barely hear the girl's chattering voice anymore. Wang Meng felt his breathing becoming more and more rapid. He thought Mingchao was right; this game was indeed more addictive than Minesweeper.

This scene caught the attention of the other two people, who regretted their hasty refusal.

They weren't really interested in games, but...

Each of them harbored some secret thoughts that they couldn't share with outsiders, and secretly took out their phones to download a certain game.

After demonstrating it once, Shen Mingchao asked, "How was it? Did you understand?"

She looked away from her phone screen and at Wang Meng, only to find that his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were unfocused.

kindness?

The gameplay of King of Glory shouldn't be that hard to understand, right? Why are you talking about being sleepy?

"Brother Meng?" She patted Wang Meng's forearm, but the latter immediately shuddered as if he had been electrocuted.

"Ming Dynasty." The White Snake finished downloading the game first, walked over, shoved the lost-in-the-moment Wang Meng aside, subtly blocked Huo Daofu's view, handed him the phone, and said softly, "I don't know how either, can you teach me?"

"Sure, sure." Shen Mingchao took the phone, then asked doubtfully, "Brother White Snake, didn't you say you weren't interested?"

The white snake's eyebrows curved into a smile: "Now I'm interested."