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Chapter 046 Acting

获得主角能力的我只想过平凡生活 · 第046章 演技

When this thought arose in Wang Bo's mind, he was tempted.

In his view, the White Witch had been living leisurely, clearly confident in her extraordinary magical power, showing no regard for the people of this world, which was why she appeared so carefree.

In fact, Wang Bo had once held the same attitude as the White Witch.

Back in the world of Di Renjie, Wang Bo had felt the same way.

Confident in his indestructibility and invincibility, he had adopted a very relaxed attitude toward life, showing no regard for anyone, including the supreme imperial power in the eyes of the ancients; he treated it with contempt.

Whether it was Wu Zetian or Li Zhi, in his eyes they were just ordinary people.

Whenever he wished, he could teach them a lesson.

Even an army of a million men was nothing to him.

From the White Witch's actions, Wang Bo deduced that her current attitude toward this world was exactly the same as his had been in the world of Di Renjie.

Because she was invincible, she feared nothing.

Wang Bo thought that if he exploited the White Witch's mindset, he could easily catch her off guard, and even defeat her and send her home before she could react.

At the same time, Wang Bo began to formulate a detailed plan.

But in the process of planning, he suddenly thought of something.

Something that could greatly increase his chances of success.

That was the other time traveler, whom he had yet to meet, suspected to be a member of the Black Organization—Vermouth. But in this world, she should be called Sharon Vineyard.

If Wang Bo sent this Sharon Vineyard back home, he would likely get a chance to draw a lottery.

If he was lucky and drew something good, he might be able to send the White Witch back home with ease.

Of course, the likelihood was slim.

But it wasn't impossible.

Winning a lottery—if you try, there might be a fifty percent chance; if you don't even try, you have zero chance.

However, if he sent Sharon Vineyard away and then sent the White Witch away, and if there was no third time traveler in this world, he would have to leave this world.

To be honest, Wang Bo was reluctant to part with his newly purchased mansion.

It was indeed very comfortable to live in.

So, whether to send Sharon Vineyard back home first left Wang Bo in great dilemma.

He was well aware that with the help of six Spider-Men and his own strength, he had a seventy percent chance of defeating the White Witch and sending her home.

But the problem was the remaining thirty percent chance of failure.

In battle, things change in an instant; who knows what accidents might happen. Unless it's one hundred percent, there is always a possibility of failure.

If he accidentally got killed by the White Witch during the fight, he would never have another chance to draw the lottery.

After some internal struggle, Wang Bo finally decided to draw the lottery first.

But to draw the lottery, he had to send Sharon Vineyard back first.

“Friday, help me find Sharon Vineyard's whereabouts.”

“No problem, sir.”

Friday connected to the network and within minutes found Sharon Vineyard's location.

“Sir, Miss Sharon Vineyard is currently resting in her mansion in Beverly Hills.”

Wang Bo was not surprised to hear this. Beverly Hills is a world-famous dreamland for the global wealthy. As the most famous city within Los Angeles, it boasts the world's most upscale shopping streets, gathers numerous mansions of Hollywood stars, and is also a holy land for the world film industry.

Basically, all top-tier movie stars buy property here.

Sharon Vineyard had a good reputation in the film industry, so it was not unusual for her to buy a house here.

After confirming her location, Wang Bo had Friday check whether there was anyone else in Sharon Vineyard's mansion besides her.

“No, sir. Currently, only Miss Sharon Vineyard is in the mansion.”

“Good.” Wang Bo locked onto the location, cast a spell, and in the blink of an eye vanished from his New York mansion and arrived in the living room of Sharon Vineyard's mansion in Beverly Hills.

In terms of square footage, the mansion Sharon Vineyard had purchased was larger than Wang Bo's.

But the interior decoration, layout, and luxury level were far inferior.

After all, Wang Bo's mansion had cost over a hundred million dollars.

Standing in the living room of this house, Wang Bo looked around and saw a typical American mansion. The room was spotlessly clean, with a magnificent chandelier, crimson carpet, a semi-open kitchen, famous paintings hanging on the walls, and a top-tier swimming pool in the yard.

To be honest, Wang Bo thought this place was nice too.

If he hadn't wanted to live in New York, he would have been willing to buy a house here.

Wang Bo walked through the French windows to the yard outside the villa and saw a woman in a long dress watering flowers, humming a pleasant tune. Sunlight spilled over her, and the bright rays combined with her golden hair made her look like a world-famous painting.

Seeming to sense someone watching her, the woman turned her head and immediately saw Wang Bo standing by the French windows.

In that instant, her pupils contracted slightly.

At the same time, her muscles tensed as if she was about to strike, but then, as if remembering something, she slowly relaxed and a faint smile appeared on her face.

“Unknown gentleman, trespassing into someone else's home is not polite, is it? May I ask what business you have? If you want an autograph, I can oblige, but please don't tell anyone, because that would trouble me.”

Wang Bo said, “It's not an autograph. I just want to send you home, Miss Vermouth.”

The woman standing before Wang Bo was undoubtedly Sharon Vineyard.

The woman suspected to be Vermouth.

“Vermouth?” Sharon Vineyard said with a surprised expression. “My name is Sharon Vineyard, not Vermouth. Unknown gentleman, you must have mistaken me for someone else.”

Wang Bo saw that her tone was natural, her puzzled expression恰到好处, and even her eyes were sincere, as if she truly didn't know any Vermouth.

Even Wang Bo momentarily doubted whether he had made a mistake.

But he quickly calmed down and walked toward Sharon Vineyard. “Whether you are Vermouth of the Black Organization, let me confirm it, Miss Sharon Vineyard.”

Sharon Vineyard involuntarily stepped back and said, “Unknown gentleman, if you keep pestering me like this, I'll have to call the police.”

Wang Bo shook his head, clapped his hands, and cast a paralysis spell.

In an instant, Sharon Vineyard was frozen, unable to move.