After the rebirth, the little lady spoiled her husband

Chapter 175 [Extra] Mr. Damian's Daily Life 1
Damian opened his eyes in the morning, lying naked on the bed in his apartment.

To tell the truth, he often moves, mostly to avoid those clingy paparazzi and some illegitimate meals who appear and disappear.

After all, Damian is used to being hugged by people who suddenly appear at any time while walking on the road.

Wrapping around the towel beside him casually, Damian opened the door, and as expected, he saw the courier package placed at the door.

There is also a thoughtful handwritten text on it: "Brother Damian, remember to eat well."

The express package contained a lot of ready-made instant food products, which should be made by that guy Yun Yun himself.

Damian laughed, the two little guys have grown up, and now they look like they are old.

"Are you awake? I asked your manager and I know you are resting during this time. I learned those foods from my mother. They taste good. I have tried them." After calling Yunyun, Damian Hearing the angry voice on the other side, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "Okay, I see. How is your mother?"

"She is still the same. She likes to spend all day in the laboratory, and sometimes she will go to the test field in the outer galaxy for a while. Sometimes Papa can't find her."

"Hahaha, as expected of your mother."

After talking to Yun Yun for a few words, he hung up the phone.Damian turned his gaze to the house again.

Ruo Da's room was empty, because he had just moved here not long ago, and the walls and decorations were brand new, but it lacked some human touch.

Gu Tang and Lu Sheng have been married for half a year.Do you have to start thinking about starting a family...

Damian suddenly shook his head.

How could he think so.

Although under the research of Professor Li Haiyue, virus vaccines have been developed.Most of the residents are now vaccinated, and Damian can even take off the bite stopper without any scruples when walking on the street.

But getting married and having children is still too far away for him.

Opening the huge double-door refrigerator, the man bent slightly to take out a cold beer from it, and turned on the optical brain to prepare for an exciting virtual game.

Linking to the game cabin, with the ups and downs of consciousness, Han Kuai lightened his body, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a completely strange world.

This is a recently released virtual simulation game, "Intermittent".Each opening has a completely different experience, and the complete plot needs to be completed by more than a dozen players.

The plot line of the game is ups and downs, and the vivid game experience made this game soar to the top ten of the game list.

This is quite a high honor for a new game.

And the main reason why Damian is interested in this game is because of this game, players can never tell whether the people around them are other players or NPCs in the game.

This makes men very comfortable.

Although it is a new account, Damian has already done his homework, and he is very familiar with the operation of this game.He raised his left hand, and a familiar electronic voice came from his ear: "Please try to move your left hand to the red dot."

A red dot appeared out of thin air in front of him, and Damian moved his left hand to the position of the red dot as prompted by the system.

"Verification succeeded. Next, please do the same with your right hand."

The system beep sounded again.

This is to check if the brain is well connected to the game.

Damian followed suit and quickly completed the verification process step by step according to the prompts.

"Welcome to Intermittent, dear player, I am your exclusive pilot, Miss Persia. May I ask if you are a game guide or a veteran player, do you have a certain understanding of the game before this?"

A woman with long white hair and a black eye patch appeared out of nowhere in front of her, wearing a hat decorated with feathers on her head.The dress she was wearing was quite royal.

Such a gorgeous woman is an NPC?

To be honest, Damian was a little unbelievable.

"Miss Persia, if I say no, will you teach me a little bit by yourself?"

A smile appeared on the man's face.

Although the current body is not at all like Damian's original body, but with Damian's precise control of the camera, this smile is dangerous and charming, making an amazing performance with an ordinary face.

"Of course, dear Mr. Player, please enter your name. From now on, your identity will be presented with this name in the game experience."

Ms. Persian handed over a business card.

Without even thinking about it, Damian wrote a few words on the business card - "Mr. Persia".

Miss Persia froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

Damian didn't expect that even an NPC could be so vivid in this game.

"Please close your eyes, and we will arrange your identity - Mr. Persia."

Closing his eyes, Damian changed his posture when he opened them again.

In front of the man was a piece of dirty broken glass, and he could see his current appearance through the cracks in the dust on the glass.

"Now imagine yourself in your mind," said Miss Persia.

After about three seconds, Damian looked at his face in the mirror.

His face has completely changed.

Become what you imagined.

This is a very ordinary face, a little immature, looks like a teenager.

"Very good, are you sure this is the appearance you have imagined?"

Miss Persia's voice sounded in her head.

"I'm sure." Damian replied.

This face is so stereotyped.

Damian now has time to look at his surroundings.

Now he was hiding under the bed, and the broken glass he saw just now was something on the floor outside.The broken glass was still stained with bright red blood. It seemed that a murder had just happened here.

"Your identity is the lover of the hostess of this house. When you were caught by the hostess, you hid under the bed in a panic. The hostess didn't have time to clean up the scene but you were caught by yourself. The husband killed his wife in a rage."

Ms Persia said.

"Where is that husband now?" Damian asked.

"He's just finished a murderous rampage and is drinking in the kitchen downstairs."

Ms. Persia replied.

Damian nodded and crawled out from under the bed.

As soon as I came out, I saw the lady's body lying on the ground.

The neck of the corpse was brutally divided into two parts, almost completely broken.The blood on the floor was about to overflow the bedroom, the carpet was stained bright red, and lay wet on the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Damian couldn't help but sigh, "What a tragic scene."

This is much more exciting than when he was making movies. If those movies are made like this, whether they can pass the review is a problem.

The man first carefully avoided the bloodstains, and circled around the house.

Obviously, the pair of scissors in the house is the real murderer of the mistress.

To be able to use this pair of scissors to make people look like this, the hero must have an unusual job.

"You guessed it right, the male owner is a butcher on a farm, and he is usually very good at slaughtering work."

Damian simply measured the size of the window with his own arm to make sure he could get out, "I think the host's next plan is to transport the hostess' body to the slaughterhouse in the middle of the night, like those ordinary cut like beef and mutton, and then processed."

"You are very smart." Ms. Boss praised Damian, "Please enjoy the plot, and I will always be with you."

The following is to rely on yourself to get out of the current predicament.

The system will constantly trap the player in different situations, so that the player will get a great sense of satisfaction when escaping from the predicament.

This is exactly the key point of the original design of this game.

The man opened the window carefully, and before opening the window, he used his fingertips to make a shallow mark on the position where the window was just opened.

He had to make sure that after he left, the host would not find anyone else in the room when he came back, otherwise the murder would probably be pushed on him.

Carefully open the window, this is the second floor, and the downstairs is dense bushes.Jumping from here is bound to leave traces.

It seems that this way is not feasible.

"I can't help it. It seems that I can only be rebellious at the beginning."

Killing can be done in the game, but in order to avoid bloody violence, the related process will be erased.

Damian only knew that he had killed someone, but he didn't know how he did it, nor would he see those bloody scenes.

"Please consider carefully before making a decision." Ms. Boss reminded that killing people rashly will lower your moral value, and if your moral value is too low, you will not be able to play the game.

"My character doesn't have a high moral value." Damian waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I'm sure."

The guy named Mr. Boss came down from upstairs, holding the scissors in his hand, and stabbed the unsuspecting male owner to death on the spot.

The host screamed and died, and Damian stood there to make sure that the host was dead before getting up and going out.

Now he's going from lover to desperado.

What an exciting game.

He stole the man's car, turned the key in and left the house humming a little song.Damian played a song on the way, and the male voice in the singing was thick and charming.

The man followed suit, looked at the vast wheat fields around him, and suddenly asked Ms. Persia in his mind, "Are there any players who have walked through the same plot as me and chose the same role? How many people choose to kill the male protagonist?"

"Rarely." Ms. Boss replied, "Unfortunately, your choice has become the focus of the administrator's observation."

"As I said, it doesn't matter." Damian drove with one hand, "I knew there would always be counselors. They were tied up hand and foot by other people."

It is estimated that very few people who are so carefree will choose to go to the end.

"Maybe." Unexpectedly, Ms. Persia answered Damian now.

"What about you?" Damian asked.

This time, Ms. Persia didn't answer.

This also seems to be expected.

Damian didn't care.

……

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The car is driving all the way, passing through the wheat fields, and the wind that meets the head-on is full of the aroma of wheat.

Damian hasn't felt this kind of atmosphere for a long time.

I have to say this game is pretty darn good.

Now I am a murderer, if I want to survive, I can only run, to a place where there is no one.Damian glanced at the map on the back seat of the car, and circled a place on the map, "Go here."

Ms. Persia wouldn't answer, and Damian was actually alone in the entire car.This man is unrestrained and unrestrained, humming like a whole band has been planted on the car.

Half a day was enough for Damian to leave the small town and reach the wilderness dozens of kilometers away.

Here you can occasionally see wheat fields planted by farmers, as well as cattle and sheep grazing on the grass.The car was almost out of gas, and Damian stopped in front of a farmer's house.

He got out of the car and politely knocked on the door of the house.The one who came out to open the door was an old woman with gentle eyes. Damian asked her in a low voice, "My car ran out of gas after driving here, can I borrow some gas?"

"Of course. But my husband usually manages the keys to the garage, and he'll be back in a while. Would you like to come in?"

Damian politely refused, "I'm dirty for the journey, and I will dirty your house. It's okay, I'll be there tonight. Thank you."

The humble appearance is like a young man who doesn't know much about the world.

The old woman began to feel distressed visibly, and she first warmly invited Damian to go to their house to rest and rest, or even stay for one night.She also said that her son is about the same age as Damian, but his son is working outside and may not be back for a while.

Damian refused one by one, and finally even refused the old woman's hug on the grounds that he was dirty.

He knew that these were game characters, just needed by the plot, but he still didn't want this kind and lovely old woman to be disturbed by the police, asking her why she was covering for a murderer.

Damian sat in the car for a while, listening to the song briefly.His musical talent is very high, and he can hum simply after listening to it twice.

The man was humming softly in the car, but at this time he didn't know that the old woman in the house had seen the wanted notice about Damian on TV.

This man is a murderer!

The old woman trembled with fear.

Ten minutes later, the old woman's husband came back.Damian went up to knock on the door again.

"Wait a minute, dear child. I will discuss it with my husband and let you stay for one night. It will not be too late to go on the road tomorrow." The old woman said.

Damian opened the curtain next to him and saw the old woman pointing at her wanted warrant on the TV and talking.

It seems... kindness is just a certain aspect of human quality.Kindness and ignorance do not conflict.

The man got back in the car, smashed the old woman's garage door, and sped off with the diesel.By the time the old woman and her husband heard the movement, Damian was nowhere to be seen.

"Catch him! That sinner! Destroyed our garage!!" cried the old woman.

After running a few kilometers, Damian found a place to refuel, and then entered another small town.

It was already six o'clock in the morning when he entered this strange town. The man parked the car beside a trash can, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)