Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

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Several more safe box tasks have been completed.

The original 18-compartment safe was expanded to 25 compartments. This meant that Song Mu not only had a backpack at the beginning, but also had an additional 25-compartment GT1 outdoor mountaineering bag hidden in his crotch.

"This is what a fucking safe is!"

"The 25-compartment safe looks impressive!"

It is difficult to describe in words the sense of security brought by the 25-compartment safety box, especially for a Tangren player like Song Mu, a super large crotch is more important than anything else.

"Another one?"

Song Mu was just about to pull his two hungry adopted sons and continue to go to the dam to make a fortune when a phone call came in out of the blue with the note: Sister Nuan.

"Hello, hello, Sister Nuan."

Sister Nuan is Tang Nuan, Song Zijin’s best friend and her colleague in the Night Watch Club.

"Hello, Xiao Mumu~~"

Tang Nuan's voice was a bit off-key as she asked with a smile, "Have you finished your three assessment opportunities? Have you had lunch yet? Hurry up and get dressed and go downstairs. I'll take you to eat hot pot."

As she spoke, Tang Nuan honked the car horn twice.

Song Mu upstairs heard it clearly, but a question slowly emerged in his head: "?"

Ah this...

Isn't this right?

My sister’s best friend is waiting for me downstairs and wants to take me out to dinner?

"Mumu, hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Tang Nuan hung up the phone without giving Song Mu a chance to refuse.

This strange development direction inexplicably made Song Mu feel a subtle sense of guilt.

However, his body was quite honest. He backed out of the Secret Service, changed his clothes, and even fixed his hair. The whole process took no more than five minutes.

Standing in front of the mirror, I admired my appearance.

Song Mu nodded in satisfaction. "When in doubt, eat first. Now that things have come to this, eat first. Food is the most important thing for the people! It's already 12 o'clock. I'm going to have hot pot with Sister Nuan... Song Zijin should have no objection, right?"

Chapter 29 Tang Nuan: Your sister is busy, it is more important for us to live a good life!

A pure black Mercedes-Benz G-Class Collector's Edition is parked downstairs.

The driver's window was rolled down, and a woman wearing sunglasses was leaning lazily against it with a lollipop in her mouth.

The most eye-catching thing is her long wavy hair.

The main color is light maroon, but it has several light pink highlights.

"Sister Nuan!"

Song Mu recognized him at a glance and greeted him.

Tang Nuan nodded in a pretentiously cool manner, and raised her chin towards the passenger seat, giving off a strong sense of déjà vu as if she were a little puppy being kept by a rich woman.

Sit in the passenger seat and fasten your seat belt.

Song Mu then looked at Tang Nuan: "Sister Nuan, why did you suddenly remember to take me to lunch? Could it be that Song Zijin gave you a death order?"

"That's right." Tang Nuan curled her lips.

"Your Song Zijin is great in every way, except she's too dedicated to her get off work. She insists she won't leave until today's orders are completed... so I, the eldest daughter, have to take you to lunch!"

While talking,

Tang Nuan took off her sunglasses and suddenly reached out to pinch Song Mu's face. She deliberately made a heart shape with her thumb and index finger on his face and pinched him hard.

Song Mu: "..."

If he didn't know Tang Nuan's temper, he would have cried for help by now.

Of course this is not the main reason.

Don’t ask, the only thing I know is that my sister Nuan is indeed pretty and good-looking, speaks nicely, and even has a very interesting soul under her pretty appearance.

"I, Song Mu, have an incompatible relationship with gambling and drugs!"

"That's right."

"What do you mean by lustful? I'm not lustful, it's just that the flowers are in full bloom right now, and if I don't appreciate them... it would seem that I'm a little unromantic."

Song Mu didn't resist at all during the whole process, and even seemed to enjoy it a little.

Tang Nuan's appearance and looks are truly impeccable. She is a quirky type who likes to play around. In a sense, she is also one of Song Mu's favorite types.

Because if you really want to fall in love, you will only be happy if you are with this type of girlfriend, as your personalities are compatible and there is no conflict.

If we compare Tang Nuan and Song Zijin,

Tang Nuan actually did not lose in terms of looks and appearance, but she lost points in terms of figure. When she and Song Zijin stand together, there is a very sharp contrast.

Yes, comparing yourself to others can really make you angry.

If Song Zijin is like the abundant fruits hanging on the branches in the autumn harvest season, then Tang Nuan is like a penniless family. The gap is not just a little bit, but the gap between parent-child B and parent-child D+.

"Huh? You seem to be enjoying it?"

Tang Nuan rubbed Song Mu's face for a long time and suddenly asked a question.

Song Mu turned his head with a serious face and said, "What are you talking about! I'm just reluctantly not resisting because you want to treat me to hot pot, okay!"

"Oh, what a good brother." Tang Nuan deliberately rubbed Song Mu's hair twice before driving off.

At first, Song Mu didn't notice anything unusual.

But it wasn't until Tang Nuan drove the Mercedes-Benz G-Class out of the community and onto the road that Song Mu suddenly realized that his life might very well end in this car today!!!

"Sister Nuan, have you ever taken F1 training before?"

"Huh? Why do you ask?"

"nothing."

"You're a talkative little brat. Hold on tight, I want to go faster."

"..."

Song Mu could only secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, Tang Nuan was driving a G-Class today, which had a high chassis and high durability, so it would hardly suffer any damage even if it crashed. If he was driving a sports car like a McLaren, he would have probably crawled under someone else's car.

In order to divert attention, Song Mu took out his mobile phone and started chatting in the group.

As I was getting wet, I ended up chatting in the class group.

Song Mu: "@Liu Weiwei, didn't you fight a regular dam game about ten minutes ago? Did you encounter a boss prison game in that game?"

After a few seconds,

Liu Weiwei: "How do you know?"

The group chat immediately became much quieter. The students who were previously bragging and showing off suddenly switched to the quiet watching mode in a second.

Song Mu: "I think we were in the same group in that round. My friend found your and Du Jiali's dog tags."

Liu Weiwei: "You've been ranked in the first round? So you were also killed in the prison match?"

Song Mu: "Also? Weren't you killed by other operators? What does it have to do with the prison race?"

Sincere question,

Liu Weiwei almost broke down on the spot!

Suddenly, someone popped up in the group chat. Lu Dayong said, "We were just unlucky that round. So what? We stormed into the administration building the moment we landed! What about you? Do you dare?"

"It's a shame we were robbed by the other team. What can we do?"

"Oh, I see! Song Mu, you must have waited until the last few minutes to enter the administration building... You went to become ghouls, right? Did you also die at the hands of Lao Sai in the end?"

"I've always said that the boss prison match at Dam Zero is too dangerous. And the general dam has equipment restrictions, so if you really encounter a prison match, there's no way you can beat it!"

"..."

Before Liu Weiwei could break down her defense, someone else did, and it was even a bit sarcastic.

Song Mu looked at Lu Dayong's messages in the group chat, one after another, and in the blink of an eye there were seven or eight messages. He guessed that this guy must be under stress.

Look, look, and you're anxious again.

"Laosai? He's easy to kill. Just three strikes and he'll be taken away."

Song Mu calmly sent a message and casually posted a screenshot of the successful evacuation. It was the settlement of his third round of Dam No. 275, million fat people evacuated!

A screenshot successfully killed the chat.

Lu Dayong remained silent.

But the other students in the class became excited, and the word "awesome" quickly appeared on the screen, dozens of them in the blink of an eye.

"Your God Mu is so arrogant!"

"Brother Mu, that's awesome! 275 million evacuations? Conventional dam? Brother, can you play a game with me sometime? I don't mean anything else, I just want to see how strong you are."

"Evacuating a million people is no big deal for Brother Mu, right? I heard that in this assessment ranking, Brother Mu beat everyone else to take first place, a huge lead!"

"Gosh, do you have any gossip?"

"This information is highly confidential and cannot be leaked for the time being. Once the assessment rankings are announced, you'll know what I mean. Brother Mu is absolutely amazing!"

"Dad Mu, please take me with you! I'm your long-lost adopted son!!"

"..."

The class group is very lively.

Song Mu glanced at the classmates who were frantically @ing him in the group chat and suddenly felt a little regretful. He thought it was a bad decision and he should have known not to act so pretentiously.

"Next time, Yidingha. My sister called me to eat, so I went down first."