Chapter 511 Forced Offline? (2/2)

And there beneath the towel was a pair of straight and slender calves.

“Sigh, not being able to use my own face to meet others is really annoying.” Nicole sighed.

If I run over to meet him using my own face, he would probably get frightened, no?

Would he end up screaming?

Or would he cry and run to hug me?

Damn it! Why am I thinking about something so strange?

Nicole walked back into the shower room. One minute later, she walked out. She was wearing a new set of clothes. A sports jacket and even a baseball cap.

Her Floater was left in Roddy’s hands for so long it was now severely lacking in energy. . Thus, Nicole decided to return to Zero City in order to recharge and repair her Floater. Since she did not have any repair machines with her, she could only choose to go back to Zero City and figure out how to proceed.

Thankfully, as a high-ranking member of the Angel Corps, she had some secret reserves.

She walked before a door and held the door handle gently. Next, she rotated the door handle repeatedly. After a few rotations…

She forcefully pulled the door.

What happened next stunned Nicole.

Unlike what she was expecting, what lay beyond the door was not Zero City’s reserve passageway.

Rather… … it was her own bedroom.

“What happened?”

Nicole knitted her brows and closed the door. Once again, she rotated the door handle.

This time, things ended on a more definite note – with a click, the door handle simply broke and fell down.

Nicole was utterly dumbfounded.

“Wha, what, what the Hell?!”

…

Within a certain racecourse for the aristocrats within the London suburbs…

Men of the aristocratic class were in riding gears and they rode upon horses. Two men with especially well combed hair deliberately rode before Miao Yan, riding their horse back and forth. This was already the eighth time.

Feeling somewhat bored, Miao Yan yawned.

She was seated beneath a patio umbrella. There on the table beside her was the standard afternoon tea for British aristocracy.

I really messed up. I had wanted to experience the standard lifestyle of the British aristocrats, so I came online earlier to participate in this horse racing event… … how could I have guessed it would be so boring!

She watched as some fellow with the title of Lord rode his horse before her for the ninth time. He even pulled out his hat to throw a salute her way.

Miao Yan forced back the impulse to pull out an RPG to blast the unsuspecting fellow into smithereens and forced a smile on her face.

Although the fellow had a very courteous smile on his face, Miao Yan knew very well that this fellow was thinking of how to obtain this Countess and lead her all the way into his bed.

Humph, disgusting things.

After sitting there for over half an hour, Miao Yan decided that she had given the host of this event enough respect. She got up, intending to leave.

It is better for me to return and check to see if there are any interesting instance dungeons. Then, I can make use of my authority as a high-ranking Player to create an exclusive right to enter. Going in there to play around would surely beat participating in this damned aristocratic lifestyle.

Just as Miao Yan was moving to leave the table…

[Personal system: Unknown data disruption has occurred. Attention to all [High] class Players who are presently online, the connection will be cut off immediately. All online users will be forced offline in five seconds’ time.]

Forced offline? Da, damn it! !

A few seconds later…

The ‘Miao Yan’, who was standing there, suddenly looked at her hands absent-mindedly. A look of shock and terror quickly appeared on her face.

“I, I… … how did I end up here? Aah!”

Plop!

The helpless Countess fell on the ground in a seated posture and she clutched her head. “I, I, how did I end up here? How can I be here?”

It did not take long before some people ran over to her side…

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