Chapter 2 Customer Death Stories
Infinite Flow or not, life still had to go on.
The three customers who refreshed today were different.
They looked very handsome.
They were whispering in the corner.
The slender boy in the sportswear said, "This S-Level Instance has no one cleared it yet. No guide."
The wild dark-skinned man curled his lips in a smile. "Then isn't it more interesting? The rewards will be very rich."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses analyzed expressionlessly, "I spent money to buy all the death replays of this Instance."
He glanced at me and continued in a low voice, "One of the players flipped the table in the Dessert Shop. He went smoothly in the early days of the Instance, but on the last day he was stabbed into a sieve by wood shards."
The wild dark-skinned man glanced at me and restrained his smile.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses added, "There was another player who ate three bowls of dessert without paying. Still smooth in the early days, only on the last day he was filled with dessert water until his stomach burst and he died."
The boy in the sportswear shivered and tightened the string on his hoodie.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses finally concluded, "All players who caused trouble in the Dessert Shop died miserably on the last day without exception. So I suspect—"
"She is the final big boss?" the boy in the sportswear blurted out.
The wild dark-skinned man said suspiciously, "Just her with those thin arms and legs?"
The man with gold-rimmed glasses shook his head.
"Didn't you hear the weird talk earlier?"
"I suspect the Instance boss is her Husband."
"And she is the key person to break the game."
The three of them turned their gazes straight toward me.
I shivered.
Didn't they know it was impolite to stare at a girl like that?
Besides, my hearing was better than ordinary people.
These three seemed to have worse middle-school syndrome than me.
No saving them.