Luo Xi glanced at the text projection floating in front of his eyes.
[Traveler, you have entered deep sleep...]
The Dream World situation had stabilized for the moment, but in reality, he seemed to have landed himself in trouble again.
The middle-aged man, seeing Luo Xi's perplexed expression, thought he was still in a daze.
After all, as a college student living in a peaceful era, who has experienced such incidents?
He called out to someone behind him, "Xiao Mu, you come and talk to him, I'm really not good at conversing with young people."
"Sure, Brother Zhang."
A rather handsome young man pushed the door open and came in.
The young man sat down, smiled at Luo Xi, and said, "Mr. Luo, hello, my name is Mu Yao, 'Mu' as in 'herding cattle' and 'Yao' as in 'Sunday'. I'm also a staff member of the Haicheng City Travel Bureau."
