Chapter 420
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In the afternoon, the attendants of the Chamber of Commerce carefully surrounded the entrance of the warehouse.
"It's been almost six hours. What's wrong with the young lady?"
"When I went in to serve the young lady lunch, I saw her gesturing in the air with her hands," a maid said in a slightly fearful voice. "She even let out a creepy smile from time to time."
"Could it be that the young lady has been driven crazy? She's so young … "
"I think it's more like she's been possessed by an evil spirit. It's more reliable to hire a spellcaster who knows the Holy Light System," another attendant said in a low voice.
However, the discussion of the attendants was quickly stopped by a voice behind them.
"What are you all standing here for?!"
The owner of the Chamber of Commerce came to the group of attendants gathered in front of the warehouse.
"Sir Linton."
The group of attendants heard the voice behind them, and they were no less shocked than when they saw Dorothy muttering to herself in the warehouse.
They turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in front of them, Linton Rodney Colin. The attendants of the Chamber of Commerce all knew that the owner of the Chamber of Commerce hoped to be promoted to a noble society, but after so many years of hard work, he only managed to obtain the title of a baron.
Moreover, since the failure of the last business, the Chamber of Commerce's reputation ushered in the Waterloo, and this Sir's wish was on the verge of being shattered.
"It's not time to rest yet, and where's Dorothy?! Have any of you seen Dorothy? "The Sir began to yell loudly.
The attendants all looked hesitant. Perhaps for this middle-aged man, marrying his daughter into a noble family was the only way to save the Chamber of Commerce.
"In the warehouse." One of the attendants told the young lady where she was. "Sir Linton, please be careful, the young lady is a little … strange."
"That's none of your business." After saying this, the Sir walked straight into the warehouse.
…
Dorothy rubbed her eyes. Looking at the interface of the magic net for a long time made her eyes a little dry.
This symptom and the sleepiness on her body reminded Dorothy countless times that she needed to rest, but Dorothy could not stop at all!
Just an hour ago, she had completed the third stage of "Super Mario". Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dorothy was ready to take a nap. However, the moment she closed "Super Mario", the magic net was occupied by colorful paintings.
These 'paintings' were from other games!
Dorothy's scalp went numb at the time. After browsing through the introductions of a few of the games, she thought to herself, 'I'll give it a try.' Dorothy clicked on a game called "The Snowman Brothers".
By the way, this was Dorothy's one hundred and twenty-third attempt.
She picked up the cup of black grass juice that had already turned cold and took a sip. Then, she picked up the fruit slices that the attendant brought in and put them into her mouth.
"Just a little bit more …"
Dorothy stared at the screen in the game. Her character in the game had reached the end of the level where the leader was. After a period of fighting, the leader was on the verge of death.
She only needed to throw a 'snowball' at the leader to kill him.
But just as Dorothy was concentrating, a rebuke came from behind her.
"Dorothy! Why are you hiding here alone! Hurry up and put on your new clothes, Count Kirrlutz's ball is about to start tonight! "
The sudden voice startled Dorothy, who was highly concentrated. Her hand trembled slightly, and with a single mistake, her character's last life was taken away by the leader at the end of the level!
Dorothy stared blankly at the words' Game Over 'that popped up on the screen of the Weave. She stood there in a daze, feeling as if her soul had been sucked out of her body.
"Dorothy! Dorothy? "The noisy voice was still ringing in Dorothy's ears.
A nameless anger rose in Dorothy's heart. Dorothy swore that she had never been so angry in her life. Even if the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce was tarnished, Dorothy could still bear it with a smile when she was slandered on the street.
But now, Dorothy just wanted to pick up the plate beside her and throw it at the owner of the voice!
In fact, Dorothy's hand was already gripping the edge of the plate, but after realizing that the owner of the voice was her father, Dorothy held it in.
"I'll go," Dorothy said in a low voice.
"Then hurry up and go upstairs to change your clothes. Dress up nicely! I heard there's a big shot at the ball today. "
Dorothy ignored her father and went upstairs to her room without a word.
She opened her wardrobe and fell into silence as she looked at the luxurious dresses inside.
Dorothy admitted that her father was doing all this to save the Chamber of Commerce. It was the most effective and feasible way to do so.
But Dorothy hated the fact that her father was selling her like a commodity on the 'ball' market.
"Are there any other ways?"
Dorothy had been thinking of ways to save the Chamber of Commerce. She had tried to persuade a few other companies and savings banks to invest in the Chamber of Commerce, but all of them failed.
This made Dorothy feel a little hopeless. She didn't want the Chamber of Commerce to disappear from the streets of Iron Nation.
Dorothy took off her clothes and chose a more conservative dress from her wardrobe. Just as she was about to change in front of the mirror, a notification rang in her ears.
She opened the Weave with a wave of her hand. Dorothy had forgotten to close the Weave game section when she left the warehouse.
"Minecraft?"
A notification popped up under the game section … 'Minecraft tester selection begins now.'
Dorothy didn't see any Minecraft-related games in the game section, but that didn't stop her from clicking the 'Draw' button in the notification.
"Congratulations on becoming a beta tester for Minecraft."
"Huh?"
Even though Dorothy was stunned by the 'draw' notification that popped up so quickly.
She suddenly remembered that she had won the special prize of an event held by a company when she was younger. She was the only one out of ten million people, and the prize was a special magical machine.
"My luck's not bad today."
The negative emotions that accumulated in Dorothy's heart were instantly swept away. Just as she was about to try out what Minecraft was like, someone knocked on her door again.
Dorothy then remembered that she hadn't changed into her clothes, and the 'lost connection' notification popped up in front of her again.
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