Chapter 21-Wings of Death

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 21-Wings of Death "

weight="123020"

series = ["What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub"]

mode = "manual"

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A hangover is painful, especially when He Ruge wakes up and sees the terrible game notification at first sight:

[Dip-the time to block the monitor has come, and it is detected that the player has not left the compartment, and the small love heart *1 is automatically consumed, and the blocking time is extended]

...

[Your little love balance is insufficient, you will be sent out of booth 20]

He Ruge: "!!!"

Is this game the devil? !

He Ruge tremblingly turned off the game, so poor that he couldn't breathe for a while.

A codeword machine without emotions: "Are you sober?"

He Ruge was silent after opening the penguin.

The chaotic brain vaguely has an impression of what it did before, but the details are not very clear.

But it doesn't matter, the chat history is the best black history, as long as he wants to, he can always review his stupid things.

Emotionless codeword machine: "It's noon the next day now, you won't be still asleep."

Ruge: "..."

A codeword machine without emotions: "Oh, wake up. I still type the ellipsis. It seems that I can still codewords. Are my friends every day? Are they friends every day?"

Ruge: "...day."

A codeword machine without feelings: "Don't call me a machine, I'm so used to it~"

Ruge: "...machine machine."

A codeword machine without emotions: "Shut up! Don't call this name! Give me codewords!"

After finishing the code, He Ruge opened the game. He looked at his little love and was silent for a long time. Without the little love, the monitor cannot be shielded, and if the monitor cannot be shielded, there will be no intimate interaction, and there will be no little love if there is no intimate interaction.

Very good, perfect loop.

He has no choice but to fast forward. He fast-forwarded another seven days, and at the same time that Subject 16 died, He Ruge got a new pink gashapon.

The mouse clicked on the pink gashapon, and the red pattern on the leg once again sent warmth. He Ruge stared at the red pattern, which became dim after glowing and heating.

He looked up and saw the new rare item "Love Fortune".

It's the third time, and the rare item is drawn for the third time. And he was sober just now, without blinking in the whole process, sure and sure, the red lines really shined.

Maybe, maybe, maybe I really... got a gold finger?

From then on can you embark on the road of making a fortune by selling top-quality equipment? No, it should be an overnight win in the lottery.

He Ruge thinks of the lottery ticket he bought yesterday, and the draw date is today. If his guess is true, then he--

No more tens of thousands! ! !

Words are bound to be coded, writing is love, to write that the world is full of love, Riwan is too hard, Riwan is very comfortable.

He Ruge excitedly opened the outlets, and retired blankly.

No prizes were won.

Dreaming is so good. In this materialistic society, people's hearts are indifferent and ruthless, only a trace of temperature remains in daydreams.

He Ruge remembered his previous speculation about red lines. Red lines can improve his luck, but he can only use it once a day. He drew two props in the game yesterday, and may have squandered yesterday’s luck. Up. The lottery ticket was bought yesterday, so the red pattern did not work.

If the red pattern really affects the lucky value, he can buy a lottery ticket tomorrow.

After He Ruge roughly straightened out the red lines, the fear of the unknown in his heart began to dissipate, replaced by some unreal joy.

Luck is too illusory, like a gift from the sky, but does the sky really fall into the pie?

If the world really has a golden finger like red pattern, then what is the principle of its existence? What makes it work? There must be a reason why Hongwen can only be used once a day.

Maybe it is just enough to absorb the energy used once a day. Red lines grow on his legs, is it to draw his vitality?

He Ruge was shocked by this speculation.

Richness is precious, and the price of life is higher. Before finding out the purpose of the red pattern, he still shouldn't use it unrestrictedly.

He Ruge stopped thinking about it, he pushed the frame and looked at the new rare item, a peach-pink card.

[Name]: Love Fortune

[Quality]: Rare

[Evaluation]: This is a fortune-telling prop for measuring marriage and fortune. The result may not be 100% accurate, but sincerity is good

『Instructions for use: tell the type of person you like on the screen』

"Restriction: Can only be used once"

Are the rare items in this game so extensive? Isn't it another scam prop? He Ruge accidentally clicked on the Marriage Test website before. He carefully filled in his birth date, and when he clicked on the measurement, he popped out of the payment interface.

Poverty always allows He Ruge to reject feudal superstition.

He Ruge hesitated for a while, and the figure of the male god in military uniform appeared in his mind. He whispered to the screen, "You must be handsome."

If there is no paper lover handsome, then what kind of love can you talk about?

"Don't have a good temper." Because he has a good temper.

"But be nice to me." Even if a person has been over for many years, occasionally he would be caught off guard by the sudden surge of loneliness.

It's like being drunk yesterday and lying on the computer desk all night. When woke up, felt dizzy, aching back, struggling to straighten up, and felt helpless for a moment.

He also had extravagant expectations, a thin blanket draped on his back, a cup of hot tea handed to his hand, or a belated hug.

He seems...he has never been embraced.

What does it feel like to be hugged? Will it be warm? It must be warm.

"Like each other."

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and He Ruge gave a small smile, "We still have money."

The mouse clicked on the peach pink card, the card rolled around a few times, and when it stopped, small pink characters appeared on the screen.

[Marriage]: Peach Blossom

[Fortune]: Wang Fu Ming

[Playing language]: The person you like is a hero. One day you will find him with colorful bubbles. From now on, we will live together and grow old together.

Obviously the meaning is very good, but He Ruge always feels something weird, he flipped over the results several times, and suddenly found something wrong——

Vanves fate!

This game is really for girls, not only the gender of the target is limited, but even the results of the marriage test are prepared for girls.

After He Ruge Tucao finished the spicy chicken game, he still felt that something was wrong. What is wrong?

——Be handsome.

His previous decisive words sounded in his mind.

He Ruge: "...?!"

Why is the first reaction to be handsome, shouldn't it be beautiful? !

Sure enough, games have a subtle influence on people's thinking and cognition. It's all because the games have made him crooked. He Ruge believes that he is still a straight steel man.

After He Ruge relieved himself, he rejoined the game. Because he didn't have a little love, he could only fast-forward, and soon got eight unopened pink capsules, and fast-forwarded directly to the end of the first experiment.

[The "Ice Project" ended successfully

Total experiment time: 91*24 hours

Survival rate: 10%

Surviving subjects: No. 19, No. 20

Your performance in the experiment: excellent (does not violate the experiment regulations and successfully prevented the yellow ferret from harming the subject)]

[Your outstanding performance in the "Ice Project" has been affirmed by Scorpion, and you have the opportunity to participate in the second experiment "Wings of Death"

This is an evil and crazy experiment of organ transplantation. The fallen people in Xinghai Orphanage believe that the worm wings are the core of the Zerg’s strength. Because of their low intelligence and strong force, the Zergs can fight against mechas with flesh and blood because they have worm wings. Cracking the Zerg’s genetic code and spiritual knowledge of the sea can create a perfect fighter

The wings of the god of death, when the god of death spreads his wings and soars in the sky, the rising sun will be obscured by it】