My Master Is an Unkillable Strange Boss - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“Shopkeeper, has business been good these past few days?”

Three or five players walked toward me. The one at the very back looked listless, his head drooping as he idly toyed with the lighter in his hand.

Before I could answer, another player let out a derisive snort.

“Why are you asking a brainless NPC something like that? Didn’t you read the guild info before you came?”

“Her? Flower Seller NPC. Danger level D. Attack power unknown. She’s just got a pretty face. Doesn’t look like anything special.”

The player who had asked me the question gave an awkward laugh.

“It’s not like I wanted to ask. It was the guy in the back…”

Click.

The player standing at the very back snapped his lighter shut.

The others instantly fell silent.

He took a few steps forward and stopped in front of me.

“I’m Song Yan. I wanted to ask you if anything unusual has happened at the manor recently.”

So he was Song Yan.

It wasn’t just the players who kept files on us anomalies. We anomalies also had a ranking list for players.

Song Yan was a newcomer who had risen to prominence in the past two years, climbing to the very top of the player danger index at a terrifying speed.

I lowered my head and fiddled with the Eyeball Flower.

“No.”

Actually, there had been.

Last night, the anomaly net had practically exploded. Supposedly, the boss had been ambushed and was now gravely injured and unconscious.

As an anomaly myself, of course I wasn’t going to tell the players the truth.

Song Yan didn’t say anything, but the others grew anxious.

“How is that possible? Bro Song, don’t listen to her nonsense!”

“I saw it with my own eyes. The guild leader and the others risked their lives to besiege the boss. They were this close! That thing still got away.”

“Now that the guild leader is seriously injured, the boss must be hiding somewhere in the manor to recover. Bro Song, other than you, no one can…”

“Are you buying flowers?”

I picked up the bouquet of Eyeball Flower.

“If not, please step aside.”

It was my way of seeing them out.

To my surprise, Song Yan took a stack of anomaly currency from his pocket.

“I’ll buy them.”

“Since I’ve bought the flowers, can you tell me more about what you’ve seen these past few days?”

“Sure.”

I accepted the money without the slightest hesitation.

Song Yan hadn’t said I couldn’t lie.

So I started with the stall the players had smashed, then moved on to the Yellow Rose I had sold yesterday.

In short, whenever I reached anything important, I glossed right over it.

Song Yan’s expression remained calm, but the players behind him couldn’t take it anymore.

Just as one of the players was about to cut me off, rows of bullet comments suddenly appeared in the air.

[I’m dying here. Want to kill the anomaly boss? Isn’t that simple? Just attack this flower-selling NPC.]

[They gave the boss such a high attack coefficient, so he must have a weakness. But nobody expected the boss’s weakness to be the Flower Seller at the entrance, right?]

[Who could’ve imagined an anomaly boss could be this innocent? Every day, he changes out of his bloodstained clothes, gets all clean and neat, then goes to buy flowers. He even blushes if he says one extra word to the Flower Seller.]

[Who was the innocent anomaly hugging the Yellow Rose last night and sniffing it like his life depended on it? I won’t say.]

[What a pity. That Flower Seller is face-blind and hasn’t recognized him even once.]

…

I slowly lifted my head.

Every player’s gaze instantly landed on me.