I cosplayed as the battle-damaged Azure Sparrow and got caught by the Immortal Boat!

Chapter 63 I Want to Become a Beautiful Girl

Brothers and sisters! The next match will be the most exciting, thrilling, and breathtaking showdown of the day!

Recommended by a deep blue-haired handsome guy who, for some unknown reason, renamed himself "The Super-Joyful Beautiful Girl Who Isn't Fireworks."

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On the other side, Sambo, who had just sold Danheng for two and a half Winter City shields, was discussing with Hook how to spend this huge sum of money.

In the end, Sambo used the money to buy some sugar and started making sugar paintings with the tools he made on the spot.

"Hmm, this thing called sugar painting is pretty good."

Hook stood tall and proud, his finger touching his lips, his eyes fixed on the sugar figurine drawn by Sambo.

Upon hearing this, Sambo's face lit up with joy. As soon as he finished drawing it, he handed it to Amber.

"Lord Hook, what about my joining the Mole Party?"

Hook took the sugar painting, examined it carefully under the light, and immediately became excited.

"He really looks like Hook... cough cough, he's joined the Mole Party."

"Yes, you can, but afterwards you must listen to Lord Hook and not do anything bad secretly, understand?"

Upon hearing this, "Sambo" immediately showed an excited expression: "Then wait for me to do a few more orders, I promise."

Once I've saved enough money to become a beautiful girl, I'll retire from this life of crime and never cause trouble for law enforcement again.

Then I threw away the mask of 'joy' and became a mourner on the spot.

After hearing what "Sambo" said, Hook's eyes seemed to sharpen.

"So you're saying you'd do bad things for money? With that skill, you could easily make money just by setting up a street stall!"

Sambo shook his head and said, "It's impossible for me to work. I'll never work in my life."

They can only make a living by buying and selling cultural relics.

Before "Sambo" could finish speaking, he was kicked away and rolled into the distance.

"What bad things are you teaching your kids!"

Sambo was kicked mercilessly by Seele, and rolled far down the slope like a kite with a broken string, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Strangely, the rolling trajectory was unusually "smooth," even carrying a strange sense of rhythm, as if it wasn't being kicked away, but rather performing a musical show on its own initiative.

Seele stood there, her brow furrowed. The sensation she had just felt on her feet was definitely wrong—it was too light.

It felt like kicking an inflatable doll, rather than Sambo's lean yet muscular body.

Her doubts grew instantly, her eyes sharpened, and her figure disappeared into the night like a ghost as she quickly gave chase!

At this moment, Sambo, whose rolling momentum had gradually slowed down, lay sprawled on the ground. Instead of getting angry, he burst out laughing.

"Wow... I got kicked by a beautiful girl, that's awesome."

That intensity, that gentle yet angry expression… as expected of Seele, perfect!

She patted the snow off her body and sat up. Her virtual title, "Super Happy Girl Who Isn't Fireworks," flashed a few times, as if she was also having a good time.

Having confirmed that they were far from the children, and seeing Seele's figure approaching like an arrow, "Sambo" had a sudden idea.

Instead of running away, she dusted herself off, stood up, straightened her disheveled clothes, and then pulled a small megaphone from her pocket.

Just as Seele was less than ten meters away from her, and the scythe was about to be swung—

Sambo suddenly turned around, brought the megaphone to his mouth, and with Sambo's voice, burst forth with a loud passion comparable to that of a professional host.

Shout at Seele:

"All eyes on me—!! I have something to announce!!!"

Seele's sprint suddenly came to an abrupt halt, somewhat bewildered by the unexpected broadcast.

"Sambo" spread his arms wide, as if standing on a stage under the spotlight, and spoke with great emotion:

Ladies and gentlemen, a man's abilities have their limits. In my short life, I have learned one thing.

The harder a man strives, the more relentlessly he will be exploited by various forces; he needs to become an almost invincible force.

Seeing this, Seele tilted her head in confusion and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The next second, she regretted asking that question.

Qingyuan pulled out a wig (projected from somewhere) that looked just like Seele's and put it on: "I'm not going to be a man anymore!"

Then, she vanished instantly, snatched Seele's scythe, and reappeared in the distance just as quickly.

"I want to become a beautiful girl! Use your scythe to accomplish this great feat for me!"

The next moment, everyone watched as Sangbo bled, and then bandaged himself at a speed that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Great, now I'm a beautiful girl too!"

She quickly pulled out a shiny plastic trophy model that looked like it was made of pure gold and had a strange smiley face printed on it.

"Congratulations on winning this 'Pure Gold Laughter Trophy' and the title of 'Most Watched Person in the Lower District'!"

"Ugh!" Seele vomited, and not only Seele, but also Sambo, who shared the perspective, and even the universe in the tavern vomited.

"If your mask is so faded, don't try to be the fool!"

Inside the tavern, Hanabi complained, "Although this might convince everyone that it wasn't her, this whole thing was just awful."

Sangbo also complained, "Don't force yourself to do things you don't have to do! My eyes, ah!"

Why can't I cut off the view?! Ah! Why show me this? I've never wronged you before!

After vomiting for a while, Seele's knuckles turned slightly white as she gripped the scythe.

Looking at the guy in front of her who had Sambo's face but was doing things that Sambo would never do and saying absurd things, she finally realized that this was definitely not Sambo!

Even though she knew the other person wasn't Sambo and that what had just happened was all a smokescreen, she was still disgusted.

"Who are you?" Seele asked, each word sharp and chilling. Her figure blurred instantly, and the next second she appeared in front of "Sambo," the tip of her scythe almost touching his nose.

Sambo's smile remained unchanged despite the weapon so close at hand; he even winked playfully.

"Me?" she whispered, in a voice only the two of them could hear, as the illusion of Sambo around her began to ripple gently like water.

"I'm just a cute, enthusiastic girl who happened to be passing by, looking for some fun, and maybe trying to liven up the dull atmosphere...is that all?"

"As for the name..." The illusion's fluctuations grew more pronounced, and one could vaguely see Qing Yuan's sly smile and blue hair below. "After the Starry Sky Train leaves Yalilo-VI, if you're still interested..."

She leaned back slightly, avoiding the tip of the sickle, and her voice suddenly rose, switching back to broadcast mode:

"Well then—dear viewers! First of all, thank you all for witnessing my transformation into a beautiful girl."

She scattered a handful of glittering, colorful confetti from somewhere, which fluttered and danced against the backdrop of the snow.

Seele: "..." She suddenly felt that taking this lunatic seriously might have been a mistake from the very beginning.

Then she began to run away, throwing out countless videotapes along the way, in all sorts of styles.

"Please spread the determination to turn others into beautiful girls to more people~"

She even winked!

"Lead you my foot!" Seele and the spontaneously joined hunters destroyed many videotapes.

Food was already scarce in the lower city, and yet they were made to vomit.

"Ugh! No, I can't be the only one who gets hurt. I have to show these things to other people!"

Some people, adhering to the principle that sharing is worse than keeping it to themselves, wanted to share the videotapes with others.

In short, today, the Lower City was filled with a joyful atmosphere because of Qingyuan's arrival.