Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

The lower limit of deep sleep is very low, and it can be lowered at any time.

Therefore, after a moment of astonishment, he calmly accepted this unimaginable side mission.

"Just peek at him taking a shower and give me a gift bag, right?"

Would normal people accept it so calmly?The system was so shocked that it even paused for a few seconds before responding.

[Yes, as long as the host completes the task, the gift package will be sent to the system background immediately. 】

In fact, Shen Mian thought very simply.

First, everyone is a man.Second, that man is the original owner's father.

What's so pretentious about that.

The only troublesome thing is the problem of human design. You must find a way to rationalize your behavior.

Fortunately, there is a three-day time limit, which is enough.

He looked up at the live broadcast room and found that the number of fans had already exceeded a hundred.

Pretty good start.

But it was too far away from his goal, and according to the system, even if the mall opened, it still needed enough V coins to buy items.

Then, increasing the number of fans and attracting rewards from fans is imperative.

He asked the system: "During the mission, can the anchor use special means to attract followers?"

special means?The detection system immediately issued a warning, and a red light flashed on the screen.

The system said: [We are a serious live broadcast platform, please actively cooperate with the national policy, and be sure to put an end to all disharmony and ideas that do not conform to the core values ​​of socialism, otherwise they will be severely punished. 】

"..."

Shen Mian said, "I mean live streaming the game."

The system made a sound of "Ding--" and fell silent. The scene was once very embarrassing.

The live broadcast room is full of "excellent", "it doesn't look like a serious system", "A Tong is really strict" and so on.

Even 007, who is an AI, felt a little ashamed.

It cautiously said: [In principle, OOC is not allowed. 】

The corner of Shen Mian's lips twitched, and said: "If I remember correctly, the purpose of maintaining the human design is to prevent the aboriginals from discovering the anomalies, which will affect the progress of the mission, and the collapse of the human design itself will not be punished."

[Yes, once the abnormality is discovered, the host may be sent to a mental hospital or a special human research institute. If in the ancient plot, it may even be burned alive as a monster, but in the cultivation plane, it will be As the devil who seized the house, everyone got it and punished him.All in all, OOC tends to have very serious consequences. 】

Shen Mian said: "That's it, as long as no one finds out, it's fine."

The system said: [The risk is too great. 】

"The road to success is often accompanied by risks, and risks often mean opportunities."

***

When I returned to Shen's house, it was already noon, which happened to be lunch time.

The servant asked, "Master, where is lunch?"

Shen Mian still followed Shen Qing's habit, and replied: "Bedroom."

"Yes, sir."

The servant bowed slightly and stepped back.

Back in the room, Shen Mian first checked the original owner's computer. The configuration was above average. Although it was not as good as his own professionally configured computer, it could meet most of the game's needs.

And this world is similar to his era, so there is not much difference in game types, that is to say, there is no need to relearn, and you can get started immediately.

He said: "007, help me check if there is surveillance in this room."

The system said: [Sorry, there is no such function. 】

So Shen Mian put it another way, and said, "Help me find all the equipment for receiving and transmitting signals in this room."

Three seconds later, the system transmitted a floor plan of the room to his mind, where the red dots in the picture indicated that there were electronic devices.

Through fixed-point elimination, it was confirmed that there was no abnormality, Shen Mian downloaded several popular games, and chatted with the audience while experiencing them.

It has to be said that it is easy and pleasant to go back to the old profession, because he is an Internet addict himself, otherwise he would not stick to the game area for so long.

There is a game in this world that is very popular. It is a game similar to Battle Royale. After the player is defeated, he has three chances to be resurrected.

Shen Mian created an account: Mian Shen 123, and started a game.

Because it is a novice game, there is no difficulty. Shen Mian basically meets gods and kills gods, and Buddhas and Buddhas.

After killing an enemy neatly, the fans on the bullet screen urged him to turn on the voice, so Shen Mian turned on the voice and said "sorry" to that person.

After a while, Shen Mian realized that someone was ambushing him, quickly found a bunker, and killed the opponent with residual blood.

He went over to lick the bag, and heard the other party gritted his teeth and said: "It's you again, just wait for me."

Shen Mian chuckled and said, "Okay, brother, I'm waiting for your courier."

When it came to the final round, Shen Mian saw the familiar ID again. The clothes worn by this person could only be bought in stores, and they were the legendary limited editions of local tyrants, so it was easy to recognize.

Shen Mian raised her lips, said "Yo", and shot at the other party provocatively.

In this kind of game, hiding one's position is the most basic rule of survival. In doing so, he undoubtedly did not take the other party seriously.

The other party was still calm and not provoked, but Shen Mian's purpose was not to provoke him at all, but to test him.

After judging the approximate location of the opponent and the distribution of the surrounding enemies, he made a decisive decision, used a nearby big tree as a cover, found a suitable sniper position, and shot his head again.

After killing the person, Shen Mian walked over, put on the fancy local tyrant limited edition, smiled slightly, and said, "The courier has been signed for, five-star praise."

"..."

After quitting, Shen Mian found that the person applied to add him as a game friend.Could it be that he was killed three times and wanted to make friends and scold others?

Can't afford it, can't afford it.Shen Mian simply refused.

***

After playing the game all afternoon, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became more active. Although there were still a lot of fans, there were also many people discussing the game.

There are two more labels in the live broadcast room: you are self-willed, and the game is all-round.

In the evening, Shen Yan came back.

When this man was at home, Shen Mian didn't dare to play games. If he was caught, he didn't even know how to explain it.

You can't say: "Dad, in fact, by a coincidence, I discovered that I am a game genius!"

so funny……

Had dinner.

The man stood up and was about to go to the study. Shen Mian timidly followed behind him, and whispered, "Father, when are you taking a shower?"

The man paused and looked back at him.

"I..." The boy pursed his pink lips lightly, and stumbled, "I learned how to push and massage. Do you want to try it? It should be very comfortable."

Shen Yan stared at his open and closed lips, his eyes darkened.

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, the boy's dark eyes suddenly shone brightly, like a lake under the night sky reflecting the stars, clear and bright.

The man took a step forward, looked into those eyes that people couldn't look away from, and after a long silence, he suddenly grabbed his slender wrist.

He glanced at the wound on Shen Mian's palm, it hadn't healed yet, and he could vaguely see the newly formed scab.

Like a father who cares about his son, he carefully inspects the child's wounds.

It's just that the movements are really not gentle, the rough fingertips are gently slid across the palm, the tender skin is instantly red, the blood scab is gently opened, revealing the new tender flesh, and a trace of bright red blood oozing out .

It's not a good experience, some itches, more stings, but you can't fight it.

The boy begged in a low voice: "Dad, I hurt..."

The soft voice hitting the stone should have no effect, but the soft thing is not cotton, but cotton candy, and the sweetness penetrates into the cracks of the stone.

The man stops.

The child cried out for pain, and he felt a little distressed.But more, I wanted to make him feel more pain, more pain.

He wanted to hear the child call his father in his ear with a softer, sweeter voice, suppressed and cried softly.

Something is in the chest, almost breaking free.

He suddenly frowned, and after a while, he let go of the boy's wrist and said, "Another day, Dad is tired today."

The boy nodded slightly, and responded obediently: "Okay, Dad."

The man gave him a deep look, then turned and went upstairs.

Shen Mian stood where she was, trying her best to keep the little white rabbit's expression from collapsing.

tired?Shouldn't it be better to massage?

#Man, really fickle#