Rumble, rumble...

In a dazed state, Gu Ji felt his body swaying slightly from side to side.

"Alright, everyone, don't be impatient. Today's show is about to start. Oh, thank you to Boss J for sending the 'Super Rich' gift, much appreciated!"

The sudden voice seemed strangely familiar, prompting him to open his eyes. Beside him stood two figures surrounding a segment of a silver stainless steel railing.

One of them, a slightly chubby man from the Xia Kingdom wearing a black trendy half-sleeve and black-framed glasses, was holding a selfie stick with a phone, live streaming right next to him.

It was none other than Passion Fruit, the outdoor streamer he had encountered before near Ningzhou University City!

What... what's going on?

Gu Ji raised his hand to look and found that he was also holding a phone, showing the backend of Passion Fruit's live streaming room, with a flurry of bullet comments and gifts rolling through the screen busily.

The news said he fled abroad after being detained by domestic police.

Is this the United States?

[Due to physical limitations, your skeletal muscle movement attributes have weakened to some extent;]

[The "Poison Needle Trap" mine*1 you carry has been delivered. Open your backpack to view it.]

He felt some weight coming from the backpack on him.

Gu Ji turned his head.

The air faintly smelled of acrid cologne, along with the sight of purple seats on both sides, lightbox advertisements overhead, and stainless steel double doors.

Turns out, he was in the subway.

Through the rounded rectangle glass reflection, he saw a tall, slim young foreigner wearing a purple hoodie and black shorts, with golden curls, a fair face, clear eyes, and an unspoiled youthful aura.

This was the role Gu Ji was playing: an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young foreign white guy.

He seemed to be Passion Fruit's live broadcast assistant abroad.

Just as Gu Ji was trying to gather more information, a sudden English shout came to his ears.

"F**k! Baron, what are you doing spacing out? I paid you to be a mascot, didn't I? Hurry up and ban those trolls trashing me!"

Gu Ji raised an eyebrow at the sound, his sharp gaze instantly shooting over.

They made eye contact for half a second.

Passion Fruit awkwardly shifted his gaze, but the burly black man in a gray jacket beside him did the opposite, coldly surveying Gu Ji, making the atmosphere tense and confrontational.

The subway was about to reach the station.

Passion Fruit couldn't be bothered to continue and raised his phone, smiling playfully at the screen, "We're almost at the station, watch how I stir things up, it's gonna be a great show!"

Gu Ji noticed the burly black man holding a black cylindrical bag.

At the moment the train doors opened at the station, he slightly unzipped the bag, revealing a flashing red light inside, immediately throwing the black bag onto the ground as both of them dashed out:

"Run!!"

Passion Fruit suddenly shouted, startling a few foreign office workers who were about to board, causing them to instinctively take a few steps back.

Several passengers in the car saw this and turned pale with fear, standing up hastily to escape, fearing that something terrifying might jump out of the bag.

Among them, an older foreign woman with unsteady legs stumbled and fell midway, but the panic instinct forced her to roll and crawl.

Pretending the bag was a bomb to scare people?

[Crisis starts!]

[Please choose your initial reward!]

[City Map*1] or [Black Mask*1]

The sudden prompt noise in his mind interrupted Gu Ji's thoughts.

Gu Ji already knew 'Crisis Management' was a roguelike game, and rewards refreshed randomly every round.

Yet upon seeing these two item choices before him, he couldn't help but fall silent.

White [City Map*1]: A detailed map of the current city, printed on A4 colored paper with a scale of 1:1000000, helping you quickly grasp the city's transport routes and building layouts.

White [Black Mask*1]: A black mask made from non-woven fabric, primarily used for preventing respiratory infectious diseases, it also slightly enhances appearance while disguising your identity.

Goodness, both are trash.

The city map isn't very useful to him.

Gu Ji had already spotted "NYU" on the subway line map on the door, which is an abbreviation for New York University, confirming he was currently in New York, United States.

Even without this information, he could still open his phone and use Google Maps to find his location.

However, the other option was even more useless.

This level wasn't about public health; even if it involved chemical or biological terror attacks, what protection could a single mask provide?

Reluctantly, he chose the first option, and immediately a folded map appeared in his pocket.

[New Objective: Survive for half an hour!]

"Hahaha..."

The system had just issued a new mission, and outside the subway car, Passion Fruit's arrogant laughter resounded, rocking his body back and forth.

Only then did a few passersby realize they had been pranked.

A middle-aged white man stormed forward, pointing at Passion Fruit and shouting:

"F**k! What kind of joke is this! I'll call the police to arrest you!"

"Hey, man, did we do anything illegal?"

Unexpectedly, the burly black man beside Passion Fruit stepped up, clenched his fist, seemingly cracking his knuckles.

Seeing this, the middle-aged white man instantly backed down.

On the phone screen, viewers from both domestic and abroad were sending frantic bullet comments.

[Awesome! Isn't the streamer afraid of getting shot?]

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