Part-time Boss
Chapter 47 - 47 47 Morphis's Deal

47: Chapter 47 Morphis’s Deal 47: Chapter 47 Morphis’s Deal Mo Fei walked towards the exit of the treasure vault, reopening the live streaming plugin as he did so.

By this point, he had completely relaxed.

This operation was definitely profitable; he had looted a pile of good stuff from the vault, including several plot items, which could, at the very least, sell for tens of millions.

Next would be his final live stream before going on a killing spree–taking down as many as he could before his own demise.

After all, he owed his audience a spectacular curtain call, didn’t he?

With the activation of the live streaming plugin, the barrage of comments instantly flooded in.

[Damn, Dragon bro, why did you turn off the live stream?]

[Come clean, did you snatch some good loot, Dragon bro?]

[Give it up, Dragon bro, the place is swarming with Adventurers.]

[Hurry up and come out, Dragon bro, your brothers are all waiting outside to blow up your gear.

We’re not asking for much, just blow up a couple of Divine Artifacts for us.]

[Dragon bro, after you come out, turn right.

All your old fans are keeping watch here.

We’re all going to die anyway, it’s better to keep the wealth within our circle.]

[Don’t worry, Dragon bro, we are your loyal fans.

Just come on out, and we’ll definitely cover you.]

Mo Fei wasn’t surprised by the information revealed in the comments, but did these players really have that much confidence?

After all, he was a World-level BOSS; it wasn’t certain that he couldn’t escape if he truly fought for his life.

When he stepped into the corridor outside, he immediately transformed back into his Ancient Black Dragon form—his human form and black dragon form had a tenfold difference in health, making him feel very insecure in his human body.

Just as he was about to leave, a message suddenly flashed on the built-in communicator of the plugin.

Situ Cheng: Mr.

Morphis, thank goodness you’ve turned on the plugin.

I’ve been trying to contact you.

What’s your situation now?

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Foolish Mortal, do not bother me; the fate of End of the World is calling me!

(Get lost, I’m about to destroy my account.)”

Situ Cheng: Listen to me, Mr.

Morphis, please don’t be rash; we can talk this out.

What you’re doing isn’t good for anyone,

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Insect, your ridiculous Magic cannot control me, nor can your delusional words deceive me.

I have already seen through everything.

All things will come to an end—no one shall be spared.” (Trying that trick on me?

Playing games with me?

I’d rather destroy everything, including myself, than let you have it.)

Situ Cheng: Mr.

Morphis, can we have a proper talk?

I admit that I was wrong, and I didn’t expect you to go to such extremes.

Let’s do this: I’ll transfer ten million to your account immediately.

Please, don’t let the black dragon die.

Mo Fei had thought that the other party was just bluffing, but unexpectedly, his account really increased by ten million.

Although the ten million could probably still be reclaimed by the other party, it took Mo Fei by surprise.

Damn, are they for real this generous?

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “I’m listening, little thing.

Entertain me, but don’t expect my mercy.” (Keep talking, and tell me all the benefits you can offer, but I can’t promise I’ll agree.)

Situ Cheng at the computer thought to himself that this guy was really committed to the role, playing his part even at this late hour.

Situ Cheng: Listen, Mr.

Morphis.

If you really destroy your account, the company will not let you off.

I know we have signed an agreement before, but I understand the law better than you; with enough money spent, they can make your life difficult.

I know Mr.

Morphis is tough, but it’s not necessary to go this far.

Business is business, after all.

I’m sure Mr.

Morphis wouldn’t mind the extra money, right?

As long as Mr.

Morphis keeps the character Ancient Black Dragon Morphis alive, you’ll have the ten million without fail, and we’ll consider the previous matters settled.

The chat records will serve as proof.

This account is crucial for the company’s upcoming strategy, and I hope Mr.

Morphis can understand.

Mo Fei was speechless, thinking to himself they’re really going through with this now that I’m at this point?

What happened to acting earlier?

Now with Adventurers and heroes all around, even if I don’t want to die, it’s quite difficult.

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Foolish Mortals, I am shocked by the despicable nature of yours—such insatiable greed, such reckless audacity… Heh heh heh heh.

However, it does not matter; perhaps we can strike this deal.

I might bestow upon you a glimmer of hope, but fate cannot be tamed.

You have already wasted too much time…”

(“You capitalists are just insatiable.

You’ve eaten the meat, gnawed on the bones, and won’t even spare us a sip of the broth.

Damnit, where were you earlier?

If you had paid up sooner, none of this crap would’ve happened.)

(Fine, I can accept this condition, but let me make myself clear.

I am now in a desperate situation, and whether I can survive is a matter of fate.

Don’t blame me if I die.)

Situ Cheng finally understood what was being said and thought to himself, alright, there’s at least a glimmer of hope now.

Situ Cheng: If the black dragon dies, of course I won’t blame you.

But the boss will definitely still cause trouble for Mr.

Mo, so you’d better stay alive.

As long as you’re alive, everything is negotiable.

Mo Fei thought to himself that it was easy for him to say, but it seemed like his own death was already a certainty.

Who knew how many enemies were waiting outside for him to walk into their trap?

However, after glancing at the ten million in his account, Mo Fei decided to give it a try.

Who knows?

Maybe it would work out.

At the end of the day, people hate hassle.

If he could reconcile with the company and get another ten million, it was definitely better than acting rashly and simply throwing his life away.

Plus, once he transferred the account, the black dragon would no longer be his problem.

Perfect!

But if it was just up to him, he really didn’t have much confidence.

He turned off the plugin again.

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Morphis, Morphis, are you there?

I know you’ve always been there.

You heard that whole conversation just now, didn’t you?

If you don’t want to die, give me a sign.”

An idea suddenly popped up in Mo Fei’s mind, a dialogue that materialized out of nowhere, as if a memory from long ago had abruptly come to mind.

(I’m here.)

Damn, this guy really is always online.

(“I’m not going to waste time on you.

Can you cheat just one more time, or else I’ll have to improvise.”)

(I can try, but you have to cooperate with me.

Otherwise, there’s nothing I can do.)

(“How do you want me to cooperate with you?”)

(Empty your mind, do nothing at all, don’t use any skills, don’t make any movements, don’t speak, and don’t even blink.

In other words — you can’t issue any game commands.

Let me take control of your body.

I must have full control of the character if I am to have any hope of escaping.)

(“Then I might as well log off.”)

(No, if you leave, I’ll surely die.

The Formless Mother will control me and manipulate my actions, leading me to fight in the clumsiest way possible.

Then there really would be no hope.

You have to stay.)

The Formless Mother?

Is he talking about the system?

Mo Fei originally thought Morphis was just an AI managed by the system, but now it seemed it wasn’t quite that simple.

(“Really, I can’t do anything?

Not even recite a few classic lines?

I’ve come up with quite a few.”)

(No, anything you do will affect my operation.

It must all be done by me.

You just need to watch, and no matter what happens, don’t react.

Not in the slightest.

Only then will we have a chance to survive.

As for your classic lines, I can take care of those.)

Damnit, he even looks down on my skill.

Without me, would you have reached such a high level?

Mo Fei agonized for a moment, whether to proceed on his own or to leave everything to Morphis.

But in the end, he had no confidence whatsoever in making it out of this mess alive.

(“Fine, if you’re that confident, then go ahead and do your thing.

It’s just death at worst.”)

(Rest assured, puny human.

With me here, just wait to bask in your victory.

Now go out the door, and after you do, just don’t do anything.

I’ll take over when it’s time.)

Mo Fei was half convinced, wondering why Morphis wouldn’t just take over right now.

But he didn’t ask any further.

Although he and Morphis seemed like enemies, for some reason, there was an inexplicable understanding between them that made him believe what the other said.

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