My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 563 - 194.The great Mason Brothers’ Association was established today! Milian, you’d better not owe us wages!_2

Chapter 563: 194.The great Mason Brothers’ Association was established today! Milian, you’d better not owe us wages!_2

She said:

"Mum sent back the first batch of food from Bataxin City, she was heavily praised by Sir Morphy and Baroness Milian, and she also brought us back this."

Speaking, Sister Palen opened the box and took out a set of exceptionally delicate round glasses. From the special symbols left on the frame, it could be seen that it was the work of a half-body man.

Although such ornaments are not uncommon in Charldo Harbor, they have always been sought after by rich merchants and nobles in the region of Transylvania.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding! Sir, didn’t you say it’s weird without glasses?"

Sister Palen picked them up and, under the the surprised gaze of Dust Beater, stretched out her hand and put them on his nose bridge. The familiar weight relived in the game made him subconsciously readjust the frame.

Although in the game, his severe nearsightedness has been corrected to normal, and he doesn’t need glasses for assistance however, upon pushing them...

Oh dear, the familiar feeling seemed to have come back all at once.

"They’re a perfect fit!"

The Palen sisters looked from side to side, praising Dust Beater.

The latter shook his head, thoughts mixed. This was probably the first time in his life he had been given a gift by a girl, and it was happening in his mother’s game.

This is crazy, no wonder so many indoor men are into paper wives... who can stand it?

"We believe that you can definitely accomplish the mission given to you by Sir Morphy, it’s something only you can accomplish."

Sister Palen held Dust Beater’s hand very seriously and told him.

"Hmm, I believe it too. He is the best!"

Sister Palen grabbed Dust Beater’s other hand. The warmth from the two hands made the young student’s heart pound as if he had escaped. He withdrew his finger and said:

"Umm, I need a rest, can you help clean up the drawings? We’ll start new planning when I get up.

I’ll take a nap, just for a while."

He dashed back to the bed as if escaping, closed his eyes and logged off the game.

"He always sleeps so soundly, and can’t be woken up."

Sister Palen grumbled, her sister shrugged her shoulders, glanced at Dust Beater who was already snoring on the bed, and chuckled, saying:

"He is so cute, isn’t he?"

"Yeah, he seems a little silly, but indeed very amazing. He is much better than the teacher mum hired before. But mum just said, Sir Morphy is going to make Bataxin City her knight estate. After a while, we’re going to live there with mum... Sister, should we tell Lord Grey this news?"

"Hmm, let’s wait for a few days."

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"Ah, this is killing me."

On the hard bed of the dormitory, Chosen Ashman took off his game helmet, let out a sigh, and smacked his face to calm himself down.

He scratched his hair and said to himself:

"Stay calm! Be cool! You bastard, that’s just two paper people... Yes, they are no different from the paper wives you’ve been after before. Behave normally. You have dozens of paper wives."

"What are you mumbling about?"

This self-talk of his has amused the dorm mate who is busy with designs.

Compared to Gebao’s six-bed room, Dust Beater’s dormitory is much better. After all, it is a dormitory for postgraduate students. It’s a two-bed room that has a nice environment.

His dorm mate, also wearing a heavy pair of glasses like him, was busy with a project and teased him without raising his head:

"Not to mention anything else, but you’ve been acting funny lately, I even heard you talking in your sleep last night while wearing that weird helmet. Weird talks about sister Palen, and asking sisters to stop. Tell me the truth, have you joined some kind of weird cult?"

"I’ve told you many times it’s a game. Haven’t you filled out the questionnaire, too?"

Dust Beater scratched his hair uncomfortably, casually opened his laptop and began searching for information online.

As he was typing, he put on his glasses again, saying:

"The forum has been full of rumors recently that a new batch of spots will be released soon. If we’re lucky, we can play together."

"Oh please spare me."

His dorm mate whined, saying:

"Our advisor will be back in a few days and he will definitely want to see our progress during this period. You are playing games all day, and I will see how you pass the test then! I’m busy here. This city rule map is not yet complete, you go ahead and play."

"Why are you even doing that?"

Dust Beater sneered:

"Even if you do, no construction side will actually use it. You haven’t even been to the site, it’s like shooting in the air. The advisor will say you are over imaginative when he sees it. Why don’t you help me? My design will be really applied to the game scenes. Although it is indeed a bit simple, but at least it is practical.

Forget it. You won’t believe me.

When your helmet arrives, I’ll show you my ’masterpiece’ in the game. But I have a question, what about this Khrushchev building..."

"Ah? You’ve begun to research this weird stuff?"

The roommate across the table was startled and turned his head, looking at Dust Beater in shock and exclaiming:

"What the hell kind of game are you playing? Why would such an unsightly, utilitarian design appear? Didn’t you say it was a world of swords and magic before?"