CHAPTER 322: CHAPTER 103: MAID OPERATES THE MECH, NO ONE CAN WITHSTAND_2

The players don’t know much about what they’re doing.

They don’t even know that the people who fought on the street a few days ago are players and their bosses.

The red barrel opened its lid and jumped out.

Then said to Nina

"Go in and give it a try."

"Eh!"

Nina thought she had heard wrong, standing there blinking.

She confusedly pointed at herself

"Me?"

"Yes."

The red barrel nodded.

The other players nearby immediately got irritated

"Damn, Red Barrel, you’re favoring love over friendship! Why not let me try! I can also wear a maid outfit for you to see!"

Red Barrel sneered at that guy, "Get lost, I’m afraid of getting eye sties."

Brother Dao and the others saw what Red Barrel wanted to do, and joined in, yelling

"Nina, go up and try, it won’t hurt you."

"So many people are watching, what’s there to fear."

"Maid driving a mecha, awesome!!!"

The players’ enthusiasm was hard to resist, with Nina stuck in the middle feeling her head buzz, and finally was confusedly pushed into the dangerous Wanderer.

Inside, there wasn’t the expected smell of oil, just a chilly feeling of steel.

Following the mechanics’ instructions, she connected the data line to the back of her neck, and her vision instantly went black.

The sudden loss of sight made her panic, and she hurried to wave her hands, her body wobbling and unsteady, while the sound of players’ commotion and bar tables being flipped over echoed in her ears.

Several seconds passed before her vision returned, though much higher now, and she looked down to find herself sitting down on the ground, knocking over two tables.

Even sitting, she was about as tall as the customers standing around.

"Eh? I’ve... I’ve gotten taller?"

She looked at her hands in confusion, which were made of steel, though oddly, she felt no tangible sensation.

Even the incident of knocking over the tables left no impression on her.

This is the same as the MT-1, translating neural signals into electrical signals to control mecha movements.

This only works for humanoid machines, but when turned into a car or plane, it’s impractical, since humans can’t fly.

The players surrounding her were as excited as ever, seemingly filled with endless energy

"Bring another Eureka Raider for Nia to wear, from now on, our bar maids will be Mecha Hunters!!!"

"Add a Storm Scarlet, Chernobyl Alpha, yay!!! Just thinking about it is thrilling!!"

This thing is not practical for combat; both the mechanics and Red Barrel, who fought wearing exoskeleton, rate it the same.

These things are more suited as exhibits, essentially just for show.

But since Red Barrel spent a lot to make this, there’s no way he’d let Nina wear it for free.

Lin Miao on the upper floor watched the increasingly excited players on the screen, thinking it was time to bring out the maid costume change system.

[Hidden task triggered]

[Maid Costume Change - Weekly Activities]

[Task Description: Tired of the maid costume? Maybe we can try something new, prepare some unique outfits for our lovely maids to provide better service to guests]

[Players can post their prepared outfits on the official forum for voting; the top-voted will be worn by maids after their agreement to serve players, rotated weekly]

[Task Reminder: No coercion allowed, must have costume change subject’s consent, not excessively revealing, must ensure safety of the outfit, or the task will immediately fail]

[Task Reward: Maids wearing activity outfits can receive tips from customers, maximum tipping amount not exceeding 10 Euros per day, total is settled next Monday with a 24-hour cooldown, 20% fee, 20% goes to the maids, and 60% as incentive for the outfit creator]

The players were stunned with their mouths agape upon seeing the task

Maid costume change... was actually realized.

They were just casually talking about it.

Red Barrel was ecstatic indeed, because the task specifically suggested that if Red Barrel and Nina were willing, they could put Wanderer on display here for a whole week, with fuel costs covered by the official.

A hundred people

Ten Euros in tips per day equals a thousand!

Even without doing anything for a week, that’s 4200 income.

Not to mention the players will keep increasing, isn’t money pouring in?

Both Nina and her sister also received a text from Lin Miao, looking at the contents for quite a while before coming to their senses, then Nina confusedly chose to agree to the costume change for the week.

After all, it’s not forced, Lin Miao made it clear they can refuse anytime if they don’t want to wear it, but being grateful to their lifesaver, they were willing, and besides, the thing she was wearing wasn’t revealing at all.

However, the money wasn’t easily earned, as over the next 12 hours, due to poor control of Wanderer, she crushed 53 beer glasses, toppled six tables, even broke the door frame, all deducting from the tips.

Nina "QAQ, so much money is lost."

...

"Bionic muscle fiber, third live stimulation experiment, begins."

In the bright, spotless laboratory, researchers in lab coats started bustling around.

Among them also were elderly white-haired folks, who were fully focused, gathered around transparent electronic equipment, observing various spectral data from analyses.