Chapter 1063: Chapter 1063: Side Story – Live Streaming World 32

Shen Mo, friend request rejected.

Bai Youwei was puzzled.

In the residential area, there wasn’t a function to add friends; clicking on the name would only show if the other person was live streaming or not.

The competitive area had an additional function to add friends, probably to facilitate team formation.

Now that she had been refused, Bai Youwei couldn’t do anything about it. Seeing that his status was “live streaming,” she had no clue which instance he might be broadcasting from–Ghost Wail Manor? Beheaded Valley? Or Evil Spirit Castle or Zombie Siege?

Bai Youwei sighed, claimed her newbie gift package with 1,500 points, and then started to browse the store.

The items always on the front page were the bestsellers, various models of guns, cannons, and ammunition–the banned items from the residential area were all available here!… This indicated the level of danger in the instances.

After a quick glance, Bai Youwei realized that with her mere 1,500 points, she couldn’t afford anything.

Back to square one overnight.

She closed her eyes in frustration.

After calming down for three seconds, she checked her own backpack and found that Yi Zichu had smartly placed a canvas messenger bag in the shared compartment.

Right, the kind of bag she would usually carry with her. Inside there were pens, notebooks, and even a bottle of unfinished pepper spray.

Bai Youwei felt that this bottle of pepper spray, less than 60ml, probably wouldn’t serve any deterrent effect in front of that pile of weapons.

She sighed, stuffed the rabbit into the bag, and then left the service station.

Outside–

was an extremely bustling street with huge high-rises, streamlined viaducts, and colorful neon lights reflecting off machinery and buildings, giving a bit of a steam age fantasy city vibe.

As soon as she stepped out of the convenience store, she immediately drew quite a bit of attention.

Because here, women were rare.

Beautiful women were even rarer.

A delicate, soft-looking girl dressed in a lace skirt and tiny leather shoes made people wonder if she was a doll NPC.

At the same time, Bai Youwei was also amazed as she observed the passersby.

When Yi Zichu brought Uncle Hai to the welfare home, she had thought that Uncle Hai was unusually tall and robust, but now she found that Uncle Hai’s build, in this world, would be considered average.

Giant muscular men filled the streets, causing a significant height disparity in the field of view, giving Bai Youwei the illusion of being handicapped once again.

It seemed that anyone with a strong physique had been allocated to the competitive area by the system.

Where should she go to find Shen Mo?

Bai Youwei stood still, pondered for a long time, and in the end, decided to call the police.

…

The mannequin NPC of the Police Tea Bureau took her to the subway station.

The subway in the competitive area extended in all directions, leading to all instances. By waiting at the exit, Bai Youwei would eventually be able to see Shen Mo come out.

However, she also needed to be cautious because there were too many people coming and going. If it was during peak hour, her small stature could easily be overwhelmed by the crowd, making it impossible to find someone.

Bai Youwei tiptoed to look into the subway station, surrounded by buff men carrying guns, some striding energetically into the station, while others came out injured and weary. They occasionally glanced at her, seeming rather puzzled by the appearance of a woman outside the subway station.

Bai Youwei ignored these gazes. She sent a message to Yi Zichu, asking him to make a big sign which she wrote two enormous characters on–Shen Mo!

She refused to believe that with all this effort, she still wouldn’t be able to find Shen Mo.

“Hey, look here, is a chick.”

A group of people walked out of the station entrance, the man leading them spotted Bai Youwei from afar and seemed quite interested, leading his teammates closer.

Several people surrounded her, forming a wall that even darkened the light around them.

Bai Youwei frowned and looked up at the man.

He was about 1.9 meters tall, with brown curly hair, a mixed-race face, a corner of his mouth smiling cynically, young and yet beard with a frivolous moustache.

The young man glanced at the sign, looked down at Bai Youwei with great interest, bent down, and leaned in even closer, “…You don’t seem like a mannequin, could it be you’re a living person?”

As he spoke, his hand reached out towards her cheek.