Bind to the fake death system, the goddess turned into a black yandere for me

Shen An was looking at the cute little tentacle monster, and his mood relaxed a little.

Just then, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Host, don't forget your current identity. It's time to go to work."

Shen An immediately felt a strange memory flooding into his mind.

He quickly browsed through it.

He found that the original owner who possessed this time was just an ordinary worker.

He lived a nine-to-five life on weekdays.

It was not much different from his life in his previous life.

"Go to work..."

Shen An sighed, feeling a little helpless.

Although he has experienced many strange worlds.

But this ordinary daily life made him feel a little strange.

He quietly packed up and found the original owner's backpack.

He skillfully put some necessary things in it.

Then, like in his previous life.

He put on his backpack and prepared to go out to catch the subway.

"Well, it seems that I have to continue working for this mission."

Shen An said to himself, feeling a little helpless, but not too much complaining.

After all, compared with the dangerous world before.

This ordinary life doesn't seem so bad.

He walked to the door and looked back at the little tentacle monster in the glass tank.

The little guy seemed to be digesting the instant noodles just now.

It lay quietly at the bottom of the tank, and its round body looked a little lazy.

"I'll feed you when I get back from get off work."

Although Shen An knew that the little tentacle monster didn't understand, he still said it casually.

Just like when he raised a husky before, he would also tell the other party not to confiscate the house.

But often when he came back, it was still a mess.

He closed the door and walked out of the room.

He began his life as an ordinary worker in this world.

The subway station was still crowded.

Shen An squeezed in the crowded carriage.

It felt that all this seemed to be not much different from his life in his previous life.

However.

Shen An didn't know that at the moment he left the room.

The little tentacle monster in the glass tank suddenly moved.

The originally round body squirmed slightly.

The slimy body began to expand slowly, as if adapting to the new environment.

The originally cute little eyes turned scarlet at this moment, and countless sharp teeth grew on the side of the tentacles.

It stared quietly in the direction of the door, as if waiting for something.

There was some indescribable emotion flashing in those scarlet eyes.

It also seemed to be some kind of hidden desire.

But Shen An was unaware of all this.

Shen An stood on the subway platform of Line 3.

Looking at the train that was about to enter the station, he sighed silently in his heart.

As soon as the train door opened, there was a sea of ​​people in front of him.

It seemed that the whole city was crowded in this carriage.

"It's like this again..."

Shen An thought helplessly in his heart, but he still squeezed in.

He grabbed the backpack with one hand and held the handrail tightly with the other hand.

Try to keep balance in the crowded crowd.

There was almost no space in the carriage.

He felt like he was compressed into a piece of paper.

He barely found a foothold between the two people.

The subway was moving fast on the track, but the air in the car seemed stuffy and heavy.

After arriving at the station, he adjusted the shoulder straps of his backpack and began to walk towards the company.

Although the identity of this world is new.

But Shen An quickly adapted to the original owner's pace of life.

After all, the life of a worker is not much different from his experience in his previous life.

The office building where the company is located is not far away. He walked through several streets with ease and came to the door of the company.

Pushing open the glass door, Shen An walked into the familiar office environment.

There are already many colleagues busy in the company.

Everyone is immersed in their own work, and the sound of keyboard tapping comes one after another.

Shen An walked to his workstation, put down his backpack, and skillfully turned on the computer.

He began to deal with today's work tasks.

He quickly browsed today's task list.

It was found that most of them were some daily copywriting editing and data sorting work.

Shen An began to handle these tasks with ease, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.

It seemed as if all this had become his instinct.

Otherwise, he would not have died suddenly in his previous life.

Time passed quietly in the busyness, and Shen An had completed most of the work unknowingly.

Shen An was concentrating on the work at hand.

Watching the items on the task list being crossed out one by one.

He felt a little relieved.

Just when he thought that today's work could be completed on time, and even possible to get off work on time.

The boss suddenly appeared at his workstation.

"Shen An, there is an urgent project that needs your follow-up."

Shen An looked up and saw his boss holding a thick stack of documents, and his heart sank.

He knew that this meant he would have to work overtime again today.

"Okay."

Shen An could only nod his head and took the documents.

The boss gave a few simple instructions and left in a hurry.

Shen An was left worrying about the pile of documents on the table.

He opened the document and found that it was a complicated project.

It involved a lot of data analysis and report writing, which could not be completed in a short time.

"It looks like I have to stay up late again today..."

Shen An sighed, feeling a little helpless.

Just then, the system suddenly popped up, with a hint of gloating in its tone:

"Host, it looks like your time off work today will be delayed~"

Shen An rolled his eyes and complained in his heart:

"You are quite happy, right? "

The system smiled unabashedly:

"After all, I don't have to work overtime, so of course it's easy~ But since you're working so hard, how about I chat with you?"

Shen An ignored him, just turned on the computer and started working on a new project.

But the system was relentless:

"Don't be so serious, host. Look, isn't this the daily routine of workers? Working overtime, staying up late, drinking coffee, and getting bald are simply standard!"

Shen An smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Your system is really wicked, and you actually use these to tease me."

The system continued to respond with a laugh:

"This is not called wickedness, this is called sense of humor~ Look, are you in a better mood now?"

Late at night.

Shen An finally typed the last character on the screen and saved the file.

There were only a few dim lights left in the entire office.

The empty workstation seemed particularly quiet.

"Finally it's done. "

The feeling of exhaustion surged into his heart like a tide.

He quickly packed up his things, put on his backpack, and hurried out of the company.

The streets outside had become deserted.

Shen An quickened his pace.

He was a little worried whether he could catch the last subway.

Fortunately, he squeezed into the last train at the last moment.

The carriage was empty.

There were only a few people scattered in various corners, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Shen An found a seat by the window and sat down, leaning back tiredly, closing his eyes and resting for a while.

The image of the little tentacle monster at home unconsciously emerged in his mind. , feeling a little uneasy.

Although the system repeatedly emphasized that this was a "healing" task.

But he always felt that things were not that simple.

Finally, he returned to his rented apartment.

The corridor was silent.

Only his footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

He stood at the door.

He took out the key, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and turned the doorknob.

The door made a slight "click" sound, and Shen An pushed the door open.

At the moment he opened the door.

But it seemed that something strange had spread throughout the room.

It was an extremely cold peeping.