——Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the level——
Congratulations to the transfer student working group for completing the mission——
In the copy, two different system tones sounded at the same time.
As a light blue light curtain spread out from the center of the campus flag pole, the NPCs stopped their movements together.
They closed their eyes, lowered their hands, and slowly dissipated into the air.
After the plot is over, the NPCs also need to return to their own positions and wait for the next opening of the dungeon.
Of course, there are ABCD dungeons, and there are also three, six, or nine NPCs.
In this A-level dungeon, Luo Jin is not the only boss with self-awareness.
"Your Highness." After the dungeon ended, Xue Fanghai changed his previous gloomy temperament and floated to Yunchuan's side with blinking eyes.
"Your Highness, can you give me your signature?" Xue Fanghai eagerly handed over the pen and paper with his transparent hand.
"Your Highness, can you give me an autograph~" Luo Jin pinched his throat and came in from the window.
"Boss..." A blush appeared on Xue Fanghai's pale skin.
"Hehe." Luo Jin laughed twice and prepared to joke a few more words.
But before the words could reach his lips, a loud sound of opening the door attracted everyone's attention.
What caught the eye was a large bouquet of flowers.
Pa Pa
Monet took the lead. He opened the two colorful firecrackers in his hands, and the fireworks exploded with a bang.
Hula
The students and ghosts behind him unfurled the banner.
【Warmly celebrate His Highness’s visit】
Several large golden characters were printed brightly on the banner.
"..." Luo Jin's mouth twitched.
"You secretly used a printing shop to print banners again." She used an affirmative sentence.
"No, no, I made it a long time ago. Aunt Ning printed it herself, hehe. Fang Nian made the typesetting, isn't it nice~" The ghost with long hair hung upside down on the wall, waving his hands happily.
"Go, go, let me talk to your Highness about business. If you have some free time, why not go help the logistics department dispose of the body." Luo Jin rolled his eyes.
"Boss!" Monet was the first to protest. "We can't let you leave the copy at will. You know, my lifelong dream is to get the chief's signature."
"Shut up, you freeloader. You have ten lifelong dreams a day." Xue Fanghai was dissatisfied that Monet was too close. He tried to condense into a solid body and pulled Monet's hair.
"I shine on other battlefields!" Monet looked dissatisfied. "A bunch of treasures." Luo Jin chuckled and patted Yunchuan on the shoulder, "Would you like to go and see her?"
"Yeah." Yun Chuan nodded.
Ten minutes later…
"As a boss, don't be impatient and impatient, be down-to-earth. Don't always think about being clever..."
In the small printing room, the woman pointed at Yu Li with her head on her head.
"I was wrong." Yu Li sat on the rickety bench angrily, with a look of despair.
"Hey, Sister Ning~" Luo Jin was so happy to see Yu Li deflated.
"Xiao Luo is here, and His Highness is here." The woman quickly stood up when she saw Yun Chuan approaching.
"Come and see how you are living here?" Yun Chuan smiled and gestured, indicating that she didn't need to be polite.
"It's very good. There's not much plot. The children in the dungeon are very lively. It's much more lively than the one above the galaxy." The woman sighed as she straightened her chicken head.
"The galaxy is about to open, March." Yunchuan blinked, a smile flashed in his golden eyes.
"Open? Has anyone passed three S-level dungeons?" Ning Sanyue was stunned.
"That's not true, but the conditions can be relaxed." Yun Chuan shrugged, a little helpless.
"Okay." Ning Sanyue raised four fingers, her eyes extremely firm.
"The younger one will move tomorrow and call all the brothers and sisters back within three days!"
"There's no need to be so anxious." Yun Chuan waved his hand, "I need to personally select a group of people for the next dungeon. Only qualified people will be eligible to enter the galaxy. You can make preparations first, but maybe not It won’t be used.”
"It won't be used, why? Your Highness, why are you so anxious?" Ning Sanyue frowned, and she felt something was wrong.
"Father God, Ying, and the ancestor. Ying can't hold it anymore, and any further delay will only trigger a war." Yun Chuan sighed, "I don't want to, but I can only hold them all in the palm of my hand. It’s the safest place.”
"A dike of a thousand miles collapsed in an anthill. Our goal is to save, not to fight within ourselves. Furthermore...I have another idea about...the content of the copy above the galaxy."
"Be prepared, and switch immediately if something goes wrong." Yunchuan twirled his fingertips and tapped the crumbling door frame thoughtfully.
(End of chapter)