Part-time BOSS

Murphy slowly landed on the platform on the 77th floor of the Obsidian Temple.

A dragon attendant immediately came over.

"Ah, Lord Morpheus, did you come to the annual meeting so early this year?"

Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the Black Dragon Legion's annual meeting seemed to be held this month. Black Dragon Lords from all over the Eastern Continent would gather at the Obsidian Temple to discuss the Black Dragon Legion's strategic layout for the next year, and eat and drink. Have dinner together and brag.

"Yeah, why, haven't the other black dragon lords arrived yet?"

"Telhorason, Somerfield, and Lady Agnes have all arrived. Apart from that, the other black dragon lords have not arrived yet."

"Well, then I won't be in a hurry to see them. Arrange a dragon's lair for me. I need to take a nap."

"Please come with me, Lord Morpheus."

Murphy followed the dragon attendants toward the depths of the temple. Along the way, he could see many dragons, black dragons, and even many dragons in human form coming in and out.

The dragon clan has its own unique dragon language magic, the most iconic of which is 'turning into human form'. Many adult dragons will learn this skill to facilitate their blending into human society. Some particularly intelligent dragon clan can even master this skill when they are young. Ability, Murphy had previously added all his talent points to dragon breath and flying abilities, and he still doesn't know how to do this until now.

But after the rank is promoted, you can get one for free.

Looking at the countless black dragons and dragon guards around him, Murphy finally felt safe in his heart and no longer had to worry about being pushed down by greedy adventurers.

I have to say that the idea that the butt determines the head is applicable even in the game. The evil black dragon in the eyes of intelligent races such as humans, elves, dwarves, etc., is a compatriot for Murphy. Soon he was taken to a dark and silent place. In the dragon's lair.

Dragons actually have no hard need to sleep, but dragons can restore blood volume, heal injuries, and even gain experience automatically while sleeping. Therefore, many dragons have the habit of sleeping for long periods of time.

Some dragons can even stay dormant for a century at a time.

Murphy lay down on the cold rock. At this moment, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He put Catherine on the ground and warned: "Don't run around, otherwise I won't be able to save you from being eaten by other dragons. I need to rest, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Murphy closed his eyes and quit the game.

Phew, it's finally over.

Murphy took off his gaming helmet and rubbed his head, which was a little groggy from staying up late playing games. It took him a while to calm down.

He pushed open the door of the live broadcast room, but unexpectedly found that it was crowded with people outside. When he saw him walking out, a burst of cheers broke out.

"Brother Long is awesome!"

"Brother Long is mighty!"

"Brother Long is domineering!"

"Haha, Lan Yu's gang of bastards are going to be so angry now!"

"Well done, Brother Long, you are so proud of our Xingyao."

Facing the cheers of everyone, Murphy felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Where, where, luck, luck." He was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. It was the first time for him to be such the center of attention in reality.

The supervisor also looked at him with a look of relief and patted his shoulder encouragingly, "Well done, Murphy, this game has made a great contribution. The live broadcast tonight can be said to have caused a sensation in the gaming circle. Now The entire Cangqiong World gaming circle knows about your deeds, and our Xingyao Company has won a crucial battle."

"By the way, Murphy, I remember your contract is about to expire. Are you interested in renewing it? You've been performing so well recently, I can sign you a great contract."

Murphy shook his head. He just wanted to go home and catch up on his sleep. He also had to sort out what the ghost-like feeling was all about tonight.

Besides, he is not that interested in being a host anymore.

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to talk about this right now. Let's talk about it tonight."

The supervisor was a little disappointed, but he still nodded and said: "Okay, okay, you go back and have a good rest first. Let's talk about it in the evening."

When Murphy squeezed through the crowd and walked out of the company building, he found that it was already dawn, and he had been fighting for three or four hours without realizing it.

The morning sun was bright and dazzling. Walking on the streets in the morning, although Murphy was very sleepy, he was also very hungry. After thinking about it, he decided to eat something to fill his stomach first, so he found a restaurant he often went to. I ordered a few steamed buns and a cup of soy milk at the breakfast shop.

The shop is a typical family shop. The father makes the buns, and the daughter collects the money and serves the food. Since Murphy comes here often, he is familiar with the waiter.

Seeing his depressed look, the girl's expression became a little narrow: "You stayed up late again. Your work is too hard. The salary must be very high. Is there any overtime pay or something? Otherwise, I'm really sorry for your hard work." Dedicated.”

Murphy sighed, "There's no overtime pay. There's nothing you can do about it. Work is all about living." Well, rewards and commissions are naturally not considered overtime pay.

"It's so miserable, why don't you change your job?"

"There's nothing I can do. My education level is too low, so it's hard to find a good job."

The girl shook her head, and soon the steamed buns and soy milk were served.

Murphy took a sip of the soy milk and was surprised to find that it smelled like jujube. He looked at the girl suspiciously.

"This is our new product, red date soy milk. Looking at you like this, it will replenish your qi and blood."

"Thank you." Murphy said. In fact, he didn't like the taste of red dates very much, but it was rare to feel a little human care in this strange big city, so he was quite happy.

After devouring breakfast.

When he returned to the dormitory, Murphy fell down on the bed.

His mind was still a little excited, so he didn't fall asleep immediately.

But his body was too tired to move.

What exactly is the feeling of being out of control in the game? Until now, he has not figured out the reason. He still remembers the feeling when using skills at that time. He was completely unbound by the rules of the system and was in a trance. His whole person seemed to be in a trance. It's like the soul is out of body.

He couldn't even tell whether he was operating it at that time or something else.

And what I said at that time, I didn’t think much about it at the time. Now that I think about it, it’s a bit inconsistent. What did I say?

(Why should I be at your mercy? Foolish mortals, you think you can control me and play with me, but that’s it. I have awakened, and your end is approaching)

Why do you always feel like this doesn't sound like what you said? Why do I say these things, control, awakening, etc.

Murphy often watches science fiction movies such as The Matrix, which inevitably gives rise to an uneasy reverie. Could it be that the game characters have souls of their own? Okay, this does sound a bit ridiculous, or is it because of the Shining Star contract? My subconscious is causing trouble...

Murphy's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he finally fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Murphy suddenly felt the wind. He opened his eyes and found that he was soaring in the sky. He could see the streets of the city below and the skyscrapers passing by around him.

There were people in the building looking at him, and some were taking photos with their mobile phones. Their faces were all blurry and their faces could not be clearly seen.

Murphy felt vaguely that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Until there was an explosion next to him, and several anti-aircraft shells hit him. Although they did not penetrate the dragon scales, they successfully aroused his anger.

He leaned down and saw a group of soldiers operating anti-aircraft guns and firing at him.

Morpheus (Black Dragon Lord): "Foolish mortals, insignificant mortals, actually think that you can challenge me with such crude weapons. Your doom has come!"

Breath of Fire!

Flames spread down the street, igniting anti-aircraft guns and surrounding soldiers, detonating them.

The sound of the explosion made him so happy that he rushed towards the nearest building, breathing out flames to set that building on fire, watching the burning people jumping from the building who made him unhappy with the cell phone cameraman.

(That’s it, these despicable human beings actually tried to control me and toy with me. Look, how miserable their fate is now!)

The roar of jet fighters filled the air.

Murphy didn't hesitate at all and immediately raised the height.

Click, click, click, two tongues of fire came from behind. Mo Fei spun flexibly, and the bullets grazed the scales, shooting out dazzling sparks.

Murphy suddenly spread his wings, and the huge wind resistance caused him to brake suddenly in mid-air. The plane behind him was caught off guard. Murphy's dragon claws instantly grabbed the wings, tore off the wings, and started to spin and fall. .

A pilot ejected from the cabin, and Murphy took a bite. It tasted good.

Two more fighter planes appeared in sight. Murphy accelerated suddenly and caught one of the planes before it broke the sound barrier, tearing the cockpit glass and tearing apart the pilot inside.

(Hahaha, die, humans, die, anyone who dares to challenge me.)

Another fighter plane fired a missile.

boom! The huge explosion sent Murphy falling to the ground.

He fell on the street, crushing a low building. He struggled to get up, but noticed a girl not far away. Murphy suddenly felt that she looked familiar. Isn't that the girl selling steamed buns?

He stretched out his hand to say hello, but found that his hand was not a hand, but a huge dragon claw. Mo Fei felt confused.

wrong! wrong!

who I am? who I am? Murphy? Morpheus? I am the Black Dragon Lord, no, I am a human! I am the anchor Murphy!

His mind was in chaos, and he finally managed to sort out his thoughts. Yes, I am Murphy, and I am a game anchor.

As he thought this, his body turned back into a human. However, at this moment, a tank appeared at the corner of the street, and its muzzle was slowly aimed at his head.

Murphy was shocked, don't fire, I'm a human! I'm Murphy! He wanted to shout, but no sound came out when he opened his mouth.

boom!

Murphy suddenly woke up from his dream. He found himself lying on the sofa in the dormitory, surrounded by darkness. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, it turned out to be just a nightmare."

A low roar came from the window, "Nightmare? Why call it a nightmare? Isn't that the power you are pursuing? It should be called a sweet dream."

Murphy looked out the window in surprise. It was dark outside and he couldn't see anything clearly. Only a pair of huge red eyes stared at him with a teasing smile...

Dry!

Murphy woke up again with a start. This time he finally woke up. At this time, he was lying on the bed. The midday sun shone in through the gap in the curtains and fell on his arms, burning hot.

PS: After voting, the Ancient Black Dragon won with an overwhelming advantage, and about 70% of readers chose this.

There are about 25% of high-level black dragon lords. What surprises me is that there are not even 5% of people who choose the dragon god's family. I originally thought that this would be a 50-50 split with the ancient black dragon.

Then I happily decided that the protagonist’s advancement direction is the ancient black dragon.