I Became an Anonymous Boss

In life, apart from blood relatives, isn't it all a relationship of mutual use, and there is nothing shameful or taboo about it.

Bai Taki said: "In short, the matter of Gu Qingyi is over for now, and she will live well in the future."

Duan Mujin licked the breadcrumbs on her fingertips: "I believe that at least you will not do things that harm others and benefit yourself."

"Nonsense." Shirataki rolled his eyes: "The knowledge in the textbooks has taught us to pursue a win-win result since we were young. How can the result of benefiting both parties be better if we harm others unilaterally?"

"That's just what you think." Duan Mujin said softly, "In some people's eyes, a win-win situation means that one person wins twice."

"Here's a fallacy."

"But this world is full of demons and heretics." Duan Mujin asked in surprise, "Are you an idealist who believes in world peace?"

"You scold again?"

"Just kidding." Duan Mujin held her chin: "You have spoken out what's on your mind."

"You have the right to know, and even if I don't tell you, you will find a way to find out." Bai Taki said, "I can explain it to you." He paused for a while: "It's also thanks to the phone number you gave me, otherwise it will happen. Nothing strange."

Duan Mujin was slightly astonished for a moment, and then showed a faint smile.

The ice sculpture beauty's smile was subtle, and she squinted her eyes, more like a smile than a smile.

"What kind of funny eyes do you have?" Bai Taki was uncomfortable being stared at.

"I just didn't expect that you can speak your heart so naturally now." Duan Mujin's eyes showed a sense of freshness: "Could it be that you are too tired, so you are willing to open your heart to others? It turns out that when you are tired, your heart is also empty." Back then, it was said in psychology that taking care of someone who is sick in bed can make the other person feel dependent and easy to develop a good impression, is it the same for you?"

"What? You wish I could act a little more hypocritical with you?" Shirataki intentionally put on a straight face, but because his head was pressed against the table, it had no deterrent effect at all, instead it looked like _(:з"∠) _.

"Your hypocrisy, do you mean scaring people with a straight face?" Duan Mujin almost laughed.

"No, this trick is very useful. Auntie won't shake her hands when I go to eat, and no one will grab a seat with me." Bai Taki lay down on the table expressionlessly, with a somewhat proud tone: "Like a tiger."

"Then I'm amazing." Duan Mujin approached pushing the wheelchair, and boldly reached out to rub his hair. Seeing the short, fluffy hair shining in the sun, she narrowed her eyes: "I can't even touch the hair of a tiger." Dare to rua with your head."

Shirataki slapped her hand off: "Don't make trouble with me."

Duan Mujin stretched out her hand reluctantly: "It's really scary, Brain Axe."

Shirataki grabbed her wrist: "Don't blame me for being rude."

The ice sculpture beauty spread out her palms, and there were a few pieces of scraps of paper on her palms: "You are so scary, no one told you that there was something on your hair, maybe you came to class someday with an ax on your head, and you fell on the table, blood No one will call the police for you.”

Bai Taki had already gotten used to his situation, he said disapprovingly, "That's my business too."

But Duan Mujin said: "It's my business to care about you."

Shirataki was taken aback: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Duan Mujin blew away the confetti in his hand: "The Brain Axe is also a feline creature, and it's kind of cute if you look closely, don't you know?"

Bai Taki let go of his hand, and glanced at her: "I think you've lost your mind."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Duan Mujin was pushed a few steps away, with no trace of annoyance in her eyes: "Next time you meddle in other people's affairs, you can take me with you. Although it is a burden, it is still useful occasionally."

Shirataki said lightly: "It's more suitable for you to find Rei Hanyu, she is too weak, and needs you to comfort her at any time."

Duan Mujin said: "Perhaps, Lian He hopes to be comforted by a solid chest."

Shirataki said, "That's the same, anyway, your chest is strong enough without heaving."

Duan Mujin knocked on the table, but said nothing.

Shirataki leaned on the table: "Put down the murder weapon in your hand."

Duan Mujin put down the brief history of time rolled into a stick in her hand, and she said: "Seeing that you can't sleep, I want to help you sleep."

Shirataki didn't reply, the sound of breathing came evenly, he was already asleep.

The beauty of the ice sculpture pushed the wheelchair close, and the young man turned his face sideways, sleeping peacefully in the sunshine, with a peaceful mind.

After some innocuous chatting, his mood was indeed relaxed, and he could sleep soundly only after letting go of his worries.

Duan Mujin looked at his peaceful sleeping face, and said to herself, how many thoughts and secrets do you still hide?

She understood his thoughts and could see through his character, but she was always at a distance and couldn't see clearly.

What happened last night?

This is the answer she will never know, and the truth will always be vague.

Because she's in a wheelchair, because she's so ordinary, she can't reach it.

Even if Shirataki is here, she can't touch that boundary, she can see it but can't see it clearly, she can't touch it when she reaches out, she knows that there is still mystery close at hand, but she still can't cross this short distance.

Duan Mujin withdrew her gaze, she returned to her original position, held up her teacup, and was in a daze for a while, then she also leaned on the back of the chair, relaxed her stiff shoulders and lumbar spine, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes in the afternoon sun.

She is not Rei Hanyu, she doesn't have much personal emotional involvement, and she and Shirataki are neither friends nor lovers.

What is friendship?What is love?

She was just satisfying her curiosity.

He just refused the request.

If so.

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In a flash, it was four days.

After finishing Friday's class, Shirataki returned to the apartment building.

These days, he can be considered to have returned to the normal life. He goes to and from get out of class every day, and his entertainment is playing games.

Yata Crow has become more and more used to it these days. Seeing Shirataki came back from get out of class, his first reaction was to greet him with a happy Mario Kart.

Ordinary days are also quite comfortable.

Cui Minghuan came here twice in the past few days, but he didn't stay for too long.

... They must have been persuaded to quit. There is no common language in the first place, so why pretend to be familiar.

Amamiya Ying invited Shirataki to visit the dojo again, but he refused on the grounds of heavy studies.

...I still want to find a chance to beat me up, treat me as a fool, who will be your free training partner if I don't give you money?

He also noticed that Rei Hanyu was restless these days, but he didn't have the heart to worry about it.

...It's better not to meddle in other people's family affairs, so as not to be unclear. Talking nonsense is easy to increase the favorability, which is troublesome.

Gu Qingyi didn't come, but Li Chenggong came, expressed his positive thanks, and tried to inquire about some things, but Bai Taki kept his mouth shut, and he didn't ask anything in the end.

...This guy doesn't even send a fifth-generation router, so he really deserves a bad review!It's too superficial to talk about giving gifts. What I need is that you are so superficial. As a businessman, you have the traditional virtue of being polite when you meet!

In short, the aftermath of the incident has passed, and Shirataki's plan to take a break for a day or two before setting off to another world fell through. He had no choice but to stay for a week, studying hard, playing games, and living in a university life that was not improving. Silently spreading his prestige.

For example, on the road, I ran into an off-campus person who robbed a senior with a knife. After beating the robber until he passed out, he robbed the robber.

For example, at the suggestion of Duan Mujin, he agreed to the request of the Photography Association, was hired as a model, received a part-time job fee of 500 yuan, and took a lot of photos... Then it is said that these photos that were originally used for publicity and photography competitions were all Was secretly bought out at a high price by someone.

For example, when I received two movie tickets, I completely ignored the date invitation letter from a certain mysterious senior, watched the movie twice by myself, and when I came out, I gave a bad review on Douban, saying that the love of crazy men and women is simply It's boring.

Five or six little stories like this happened, all trivial things.

Shirataki didn't take it to heart, and he didn't realize it too much.

By Friday night, he finally had a sense of fulfillment that his energy storage was over.

Very good, very energetic, and speak loudly.

This means that he has recovered to the period of complete victory with all his body and mind, and is ready for the trip to the rivers and lakes.

I don't know how long I will stay here.

His longest staying time is more than three months, and he hopes to control the time within one or two months this time.

It is necessary to control the time, because human beings are too easily assimilated by the environment. He must remind himself at any time that he is a modern person who uses a flush toilet. He cannot get used to life in another world. Modern life is so nourishing, so why suffer there?

"Gate open!" Shirataki raised his hand and uttered a sentence in English.

The gate of the world appeared, and then the roulette began to spin, and it was time for another exciting extraction task.

Last time I was lucky, I got the task of killing every ghost, sprinkled blood on the landlord, and also got the five-style thunderbolt and the seven-style flower god.

This time I really don't know what kind of tasks I can draw out, I hope I won't be too black-faced.

【Random task】

[Task Name: Bandit Crusade Order]

[Mission description: Please crusade against gangs such as water bandits and bandits located in Tianfu Prefecture. The number of gangs must not be less than [-], and the total crime value must not be less than [-] (wolf-hearted and dog-lung). Repeat the crusade, up to ten times]

[Task reward: 150 karma points; random martial arts (upper, middle, lower, etc.)...can be obtained repeatedly, up to ten times]

[Task Remarks: During the crusade process, there is a certain probability that treasure maps and other information can be obtained]

Bai Taki sighed suddenly, this task... blue sky and white clouds.

Tasks that can be repeated repeatedly are naturally not good tasks.

It is equivalent to an ordinary task, the Qiuqiu people who cannot be killed, and the slimes who cannot be defeated.

The high degree of repetition also means that its difficulty is low, not to mention that the law and order around Tianfu Prefecture is good, there is a high probability that it will not be able to collect a few monster gathering points, and the bandits, bandits and water bandits are not original god players, so it is a wave Come again.

After all, this is not an online numerical game, and it takes time for monsters to grow out of the ground.

This kind of mission is tasteless, and you won't get much experience if you collect it, but it's better than garbage missions. There's really no choice, so let's do it.

If you are lucky, if you really get a treasure map, or find a certain imprisoned NPC, you may be able to trigger the running mission.

Shirataki had encountered it before. During the crusade against bandits, he discovered that these bandits were actually a group of private soldiers raised by the local city lord (because it was near a famous city in the Southern Tang Dynasty, so there was a city lord). The group was supplied with resources from the City Lord's Mansion, and the follow-up troops were abundant and extremely powerful. They once pushed Shirataki into a dangerous situation. Although they resisted several times, they were finally tied up and arrested in humiliation.

After he was captured, he met a crippled man, a refined old man, in the bandit's dungeon. The two chatted happily in the cell. The old man stopped the bleeding and also temporarily suppressed the pain. Only then did he finally trust Shirataki and tell him the truth that he was the lord of the city.

The city lord has already been secretly replaced. This is another old-fashioned civet cat swapping the prince. But the trouble is that the enemy is not an ordinary coup initiator, but the Demon Gate, which is as famous as Hengxingdao, Sacred Fire Cult, and Hehuanzong. One of the six great demon sects, Wuju Demon Gate, because he already knew the truth, Shirataki also triggered a special plot of crusade against the outer nine "Wuji Demon Gate".

The task was triggered, and with his mentality of playing in another world at the time, it was naturally obligatory to get involved and act as a shit-stirring stick.

Just relying on Bai Taki alone, it is impossible to crusade against the many masters of the Wuju Demon Sect, not to mention that almost the entire city has fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect. Seeing that they are about to rebuild the mountain gate here and resurrect their corpses, the only way to solve it is to find reinforcements.

Bai Taki got a token engraved with the word "South" from the old man, and was told that the only reinforcements capable of rushing to the rescue were the Southern Tang cavalry stationed in Yunzhong Pass 180 miles away.

What happened afterwards is a bit bizarre... Bai Taki's journey was tortuous, and he encountered an enemy of Buddha on the way, was chased and killed by the Wuju Demon Sect, and was forced to enter the palace at night by accident. This incident actually became the beginning of his acquaintance with Nan Xinmo.

Thinking back carefully at this time, I can't help but want to sigh from the bottom of my heart.