Chapter 70 - 67: The Power of a Major Studio
Chapter 70: Chapter 67: The Power of a Major Studio
After Da Fei gave Selvia his instructions, Selvia left under the cover of night, leaving behind a Banshee and Da Fei hiding together in a room.
“Don’t touch me!” The Banshee impatiently pushed away Da Fei’s roaming hands.
Hey, still trying to act all proper! Anyway, Little Baby has ordered you to hide in the corner with big bro here, even if you’re the BOSS you have to listen obediently. Once big bro has taken Little Baby under his wing, you’ll be mine too, wahahaha!
Da Fei smirked, “Baby, what skills do you have?”
The Banshee turned her head and threw a flirtatious glance: “Want to know?”
Haha, such attitude! Da Fei nodded repeatedly, “I want to know!”
The Banshee’s smile grew even more sinister: “That would be hell~~”
Wahaha! Hell, is it! Little Baby has commanded that you must not attack me, so let big bro have a look at your hell!
Da Fei excitedly said, “I indeed want to see hell!”
The Banshee smiled, “Then you better hold on to me tight, and don’t let go!”
Da Fei nodded again and again with a lecherous grin, “Bring it on, whatever tricks you’ve got!”
The Banshee chuckled; a faint red glow emanated from her body, then her figure began to blur and twist. After the red light dissipated, a black-robed, black-veiled nun appeared in front of Da Fei.
Da Fei was shocked, “Transformation Skill!”
The nun croakily said, “Yes!” and then started to turn around!
Wait a minute! That voice, that figure, something’s not right! Da Fei suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
The nun turned around with a gnarly smile, “Here’s the hell you wanted!”
Nanny Rong!!! In that moment, Da Fei’s breathing stopped! Time stood still for Da Fei! His world began to collapse! An endless abyss had opened its gates to Da Fei!
Da Fei cried out in panic, “Okay! Okay! I know your skill now, change back, quick!”
Nanny Rong grabbed Da Fei with a hoarse voice, “Can’t change back! It will take quite a while!”
“Don’t~~~ let go!!!” Da Fei struggled with all his might!
“This is a small place, stop flailing! Otherwise, we’ll be discovered from outside!”
——Ahem……
Bloodrose Studio, bustling with activity.
The boss lady, Zhou Qing, on a caffeine high, was at her most agitated, “Little Yue! Have you found it? What kind of mission would allow a nun to leave the Monastery legitimately?”
Little Yue answered without hesitation, “There are five missions in the Monastery that would allow a nun to leave legitimately: comforting and treating disaster victims, festivals related to the gods, invitations to royal and noble weddings and funerals, burial of a large number of soldiers’ bodies, and fundraising in the name of the gods. At the moment, the event that best fits the schedule for leaving is the Mass two months from now, when most nuns will be out and it will be very easy to slip away.”
Zhou Qing ground her teeth, “No, the longer the Banshee stays here, the more dangerous her exposure is. Let’s set a fire!”
Little Yue cautioned, “Sister, don’t be rash. There is another special event. Our Monastery’s vineyard supplies grapes exclusively to Marquis Wenbodun’s Goddess brand winery. Marquis Wenbodun is a freak; he’s crazily obsessed with grapes nourished by the nuns’… fertilizer. He firmly believes that grapes picked by young nuns’ hands are the holiest, and when his winery starts operating, he’ll also invite young, beautiful nuns to stomp grapes while sweating profusely in the fermentation tanks, under the so-called blessing of the Goddess day. At that time, many important people from the city will be invited by him to watch at the winery, and the grape juice extracted will be reserved on the spot by these bigshots at high prices, while they also generously donate to the Monastery…”
“Wow! That’s so perverted!” All the beauties in the studio exclaimed in shock!
Qiqi joked, “We might as well sell wine naked!”
Little Yue glared, “Are you a virgin? Are you pristine? Did you wash up properly after going to the bathroom?”
Qiqi retorted angrily, “You… You’re the virgin, you’re the one who just went to the bathroom!”
The women all laughed boisterously, “It’ll sell better if it’s not clean!”
Zhou Qing waved her hands, “Stop it! Stop it! So, what are you suggesting?”
Little Yue chuckled: “As long as we send someone to smash all the grapes in the winery’s cellar, that weirdo Marquis will have to start work all over again. Then, he’ll immediately turn to our Monastery for more labor and grapes. At that time, the girls can go out!”
Zhou Qing was taken aback: “Smash the winery’s cellar?”
Little Yue nodded: “That’s right, it’s much better than setting fire to the Monastery! If we get caught burning the Monastery, we’ll all have to skedaddle, and the risk is too great.”
Zhou Qing nodded: “What does everyone think?”
The women laughed heartily: “Is big sister going to make Boss Xie take the blame again?”
Zhou Qing snorted coldly: “These lower-ranked studios exist because of us. Asking them to take action is giving them honor.”
Little Yue also snorted coldly: “Exactly. Just post something online, and who knows how many studios would come licking our boots. Not to mention smashing a winery, even the Imperial Palace would have to be smashed!”
The women laughed out loud.
Zhou Qing clapped her hands: “Alright, it’s settled then. We’ll take care of the tasks up front, Little Yue, you’re in charge of the outside tasks. Shufen, you and your team go to the vineyard for a preemptive harvest; Meiling, have all the empty barrels placed in the storeroom’s backyard; Qiqi, when we leave, your team will distract the old gatekeeper woman! Ann Hong, you coordinate with the team outside to set up a rendezvous point near the winery. In short, this matters to whether we can hire heroes and keep the Banshee Instructor, so everyone must give it their all, quick battle, quick decision!”
“Understood.”
…
Night passed, day arrived. The storeroom outside was bustling with noise, clearly Bloodrose was up to something big. What Da Fei didn’t know was that in Saint Paul City at this moment, there was a team of professional gamers making an even bigger move.
Hundreds of players attacked an NPC winery in waves, ignoring the guards’ attempts to stop them and forcefully causing destruction, then being collectively detained by NPC security, leaving everyone puzzled by their behavior and motivations.
As the boss of the Bloodstained Dragon Spear Studio, Scorpion was extremely frustrated. You ask me what I’m doing? I have no idea what I’m doing! Tell them there’s a Divine Artifact in the cellar! Otherwise, they all think we’re fools, damn it! I am a fool! Over the New Year’s, getting all our accounts locked up for five or six days, what’s the damn point!
Under the precise operations of the large team, the escape plan unfolded step by step in an orderly fashion.
And Da Fei didn’t have to worry about any of this anymore, at this moment he was enjoying the pleasures of the Hell Race. Da Fei felt as if thousands of years had passed, and countless life cycles had transpired. Why is life so long?
Da Fei had an epiphany! The most terrifying aspect of the Banshee isn’t their ability to turn into beautiful women and send men into ecstatic bliss, but to turn into nannies and send men into hell! Now that he’s enlightened, if lust is an illusion and the illusion is lust, then a Banshee is a nanny, and a nanny is a Banshee! If even Zhuge Liang has an ugly wife, what does it matter if I embrace a nanny?
So, as a master and a professional gamer, it’s not enough to just elevate your state of mind in this long life. One must also delve into some practical issues to prepare for future developments. For instance, the Banshee’s Transformation Skill, transforming into NPCs, which indicates their espionage abilities, means they can use Teleportation Gates, greatly avoiding the problem of troop types not being able to use Teleportation Arrays. Then, she could be brought aboard the ship. Otherwise, transporting troops from Saint Paul Port to Elorin would take at least three real days, by which time my Epic Quest would have already failed.
Then there was the issue of the Banshee Camp. The hallmark of the Hell Race is space teleportation, the very thing that allows the Hell Race to sweep across worlds. That means, Hell Race barracks don’t need territory or population (though having them is naturally better); the barracks are essentially a Teleportation Gate. Once the barracks are built, the corresponding troop type can be summoned, and troop output entirely depends on the instructor’s summoning ability.
If that’s the case, could we build a Banshee Camp on the ship? The ship is a moving territory after all! If my ship could recruit Banshees then this operation would be even more assured, right? But the Banshee said the biggest problem with building a Summoning Array on the ship is that the ship is mobile, resulting in uncertain coordinates. This is quite troublesome; this issue needs further in-depth and straightforward discussion and study with the Banshee.
Night fell.
In the darkness, faint footsteps could be heard. Nanny Rong immediately let go and turned around to greet: “Master!”
My Little Baby, you’ve finally arrived! In that moment, it was as if a ray of sunlight shone into the darkest depths of hell; Da Fei shed tears bright and piercing, I still have tears to shed!
Selvia whispered: “It’s clear now; you guys hide in the empty barrels on the truck outside!”
Da Fei nodded tearfully: “It’s all on you!”
The whole backyard was filled with grape barrels in one day, some filled with grapes, some empty. Obviously, Bloodrose intended to sneak people out in the barrels.
Selvia pointed at an empty barrel: “You two squeeze in there!”
Da Fei exclaimed: “Why do two need to squeeze in one barrel?”
Selvia whispered: “This way, the chance of being discovered is reduced by 50%!”
— Ah choo!!
Nanny Rong embraced Da Fei with a coquettish smile: “My lord, let’s continue!”
Da Fei nodded woodenly. He suddenly realized that his state of mind had elevated. Seeing the mountain is no longer the mountain, seeing the water is no longer the water.
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