My Iyashikei Game Chapter 567: Message sent by Qiangwei
Han Fei was finally relieved after receiving the system prompt, he opened the property panel and took a look.
After winning the title of father, he added two more talent abilities in his talent column-Elementary Ghost Eye and Elementary God Dependent.
He was originally lucky to be as high as nine o'clock, but now he has directly risen to twelve o'clock. You should know that luck and charm are hidden attributes, and attribute points cannot be used for promotion. They are basically fixed since the establishment of the account.
"Luck at twelve o'clock. I have never seen a player with such a high lucky value. I want to buy a lottery ticket and be shocked."
After repeated inspections, Han Fei also found a problem. He only gained the absolute trust of Fu Tian and Fu Yi. With the talents of these two children, Fu Sheng’s primary soul-recovering talent is still gray and in Unavailable state.
"It seems that I have not gained the absolute trust of Fu Sheng, but everything is changing for the better."
"Furthermore, I have the soul-recovering talent, which can send away players who enter the deep world, but also restrain their souls and occupy their bodies. This should be the real effect of the soul-recovering ability."
"Fu Sheng's soul-recovering talent seems to be used only for himself. Although it is special, it is very limited. It is no wonder that he is only a junior soul-recovering talent."
The talents of these three children have not been fully utilized, so their talents are all elementary. In the future, their talents should become stronger as they grow.
"It's a pity, the special title of the shrine can only be used in the shrine, and cannot be taken out." Han Fei was really greedy, and Fu Yi gave him three points of luck.
Han Fei went to the lottery shop and bought all kinds of lottery tickets before hurried back to his original community.
The sun went down and Fu Sheng was also "end of school". He parked downstairs at his home and watched the large carts deliver octopus furniture to the community.
Octopus bought the house he likes at a very low price. It is now when the spring breeze is proud. He invites some of his hands to help him move. In the evening, he is preparing to hold a small party in his new home.
Sitting on the fitness equipment in the community, Fu Sheng watched the noisy crowd, but in his mind he was thinking of a sentence Han Fei said-if there is a home, who would be willing to be a stray cat?
"Let's go, I'll buy you a mobile phone in two days." Han Fei's voice came from behind Fu Sheng: "Let's go to the new home."
Fu Sheng nodded, picked up his schoolbag and followed Han Fei. When he was about to leave the community, he looked back at the home where he had lived for several years.
"What's wrong?"
"After my mother passed away, we moved to a new home. She still doesn't know where we live, and she will move out now." Fu Sheng said about his biological mother.
"I will take you to find her some time later, I miss her a bit too."
Han Fei and Fu Sheng walked out of the community, and they came to the street lamp not far away. Fu Sheng bought a lot of yogurt and put it under the street lamp.
"I'm going to move, you are fine by yourself."
Fu Sheng opened the yogurt lid and muttered to himself to the street lamp. Han Fei stood beside him silently, and he could vaguely see a girl in a shabby school uniform.
When the father and son bid farewell to the nearby "residents", the octopus and the subordinates just came out of the community, they were talking and laughing.
"I'll go! Isn't that Fu Yi! Leader Fu?" Octopus was surrounded by the crowd, and looked at Han Fei and Fu Sheng with a smile, "Didn't you move away? Why are you back again? Can't bear it?"
The octopus's mouth is very stinky, but after all, he has sacrificed himself and helped Han Fei solve his urgent needs.
"Why is there a bag of lottery tickets and scratching?" One of Octopus's subordinates had sharp eyes and saw the lottery bag in Han Fei's hands: "Fu Yi, are you too depressed?"
Don't go to work, and pin their hopes on things like lottery tickets. Octopus and his subordinates laughed.
The former trump card of the company, the elite of the workplace, and the chief designer have now become like this.
"Don't laugh at people, what if you win the prize?" The octopus laughed: "Go, let's go shopping, and I won't be drunk tonight! Xiao Wang, count the number of people, who else hasn't Come here and call him."
"Brother Zhao and Brother Chong were on the night shift the day before yesterday. They didn't come to the company today, so they couldn't get through with their mobile phones."
"Forget it, leave them alone, we are hi!"
Octopus led a group of people away. Han Fei originally wanted to remind octopus to be careful at night, but he was "afraid" that it would ruin people's interest.
"Hey, I am a person with a higher EQ."
Han Fei said nothing, carrying the lottery ticket bag, and taking the bus with Fu Sheng to the new home.
While sitting in the car, Han Fei began to scratch the prize. The lucky number at twelve o'clock is indeed a bit outrageous. Basically, every one will win the prize. The amount is not small, so Fu Sheng next to him was dumbfounded.
"Is this unreasonable?"
"Existence is reasonable." Han Fei was scratching vigorously, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and he handed the lottery ticket bag to Fu Sheng, and Han Fei answered the phone.
"Team leader, something went wrong in the company the night before. The night shift of the immortal project team seems to have not come to work for two days. It seems that they have disappeared from the company." The fake tree brother called, his voice was listening. I was a little nervous, not the same as usual.
"Don't call me the team leader. I have nothing to do with the company. What happens when I love you." Han Fei has resigned, and his only concern now is the horrible love game adapted from his personal experience.
"Don't hang up, I'm just a little curious." The fake tree brother cautiously said: "Group leader, you have been reminding us not to work night shifts some time ago. Do you know something? Talking about haunting things, there are rumors that the female ghost is related to you."
"You can't just buckle all **** basins on me just because I am a scumbag, can you? Besides, how do you know that it is a female ghost, you saw it?"
"The surveillance has taken some weird pictures, you can see for yourself, it's pretty scary." The fake tree brother sent a intercepted surveillance video to Han Fei: "Group leader, don't dare to spread this thing."
Clicking on the video, Han Fei frowned to watch.
The company hallway was silent late at night, and suddenly the door of the safe passage opened by itself.
There is no change in the surveillance picture, but a woman walks by in the grooming mirror next to it.
The picture freezes and zooms in a little bit. The woman's face is distorted by hatred, and she seems to be looking for something.
The doors of the company offices were opened one by one until the woman seemed to have entered the office where Han Fei was. Then something that no one expected happened, and dense blood-colored handprints began to appear on the office windows.
As if hearing something, the members of the "Eternal Life" project team who were still working overtime ran over, and the monitoring stopped abruptly.
"Group leader, have you finished reading it?" The fake tree brother was a little guilty: "I am a materialist, but the problem now is that someone in the company is missing, and the monitoring is not synthetic."
"What did the company executives say?"
"How can they care about our life and death now? Another major event has happened recently." The fake tree brother sent a message to Han Fei: "I can't imagine that a group of desperadoes kidnapped us. The daughter of the richest man in this city."
"The richest man's daughter?"
"It is Du Shu, who is known as a genius investor. She is also a major shareholder of our company. Now the entire company is in a mess. The staff below cooperate with the police to find the missing colleague, and the people above meet every day to find a way out of the company." The fake tree brother said helplessly: "In order to get the funds back as soon as possible, our horror love game has received unprecedented attention."
"Then we can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." Han Fei was very happy. It is normal for the company to die, as long as the game is made before the company is over.
"The key is who would dare to work in the company building! Thinking about it, I feel crappy. What we do is still a horrible love game."
"Let's do it, the female ghost should have already left, wait until the game is released, and then consider other things." After Han Fei comforted the fake tree brother, hung up the phone, he and Fu Sheng came to the new home together.
Compared with the high-end community in the past, the new place they moved in looks very shabby. The building is mottled and the sanitary environment is poor. If it were not for the convenience of children to go to school, it is estimated that many residents here would move out.
"Let's stay here for a period of time, and wait to stabilize before moving to another place." Han Fei has a psychological shadow on the rooms here, and he always thinks about the task of building manager.
"It's okay, I think it's...very good." Fu Sheng greeted the empty place around him, and said strange things to the air from time to time.
In order to prevent the neighbors from treating Fu Sheng as a lunatic, Han Fei asked Fu Sheng not to be too enthusiastic and to restrain himself.
When the father and son arrived at their new home, they began to choose their own rooms, organize the house, and arrange the furniture.
Everything overlapped with the picture in Han Fei's memory, and soon the room became the same as the room in the manager's mission.
"Fu Yi killed Fu Yi's mother and daughter in this ruined house and processed the corpses during the manager's task."
Sitting on the sofa, Han Fei looked at the room where he had "dead" more than forty times.
The former Fu Yi fell into complete despair when he moved into this house. He was completely wrapped in negative emotions and turned into a toy in Du Shu's hands, losing all his humanity.
Now Han Fei has moved into this house, reducing the hatred of most people, clearing up the misunderstanding with his wife, having both children, and everything is changing for the better.
Even if it takes a while, Fu Yi and Han Fei, played by Fu Yi, will die on the same day, and their future will be completely different~IndoMTL.com~Wife and children are busy, Han Fei takes a break As he was about to help, his cell phone rang again, this time it was an unfamiliar number.
Press the answer button, and Wu Shan's voice came from the phone: "Is it convenient to meet? Qiangwei sent a message from the Plastic Surgery Hospital, and we don't understand it."
"What's the approximate content?"
"It's a short sentence, it says Perfect Personality No. 0001."
"Perfect personality?" Han Fei's expression changed instantly: "Where are you? I will look for you now."
After Wu Shan gave out an address, Han Fei put on his coat and left hurriedly.
Half an hour later, he came to the hill behind the school.
Standing here, in addition to overlooking the private high school, you can also see the plastic surgery hospital and the starry sky art hotel a few blocks away.
"Come out, don't hide." Han Fei entered the pavilion still under repair, and Wu Shan walked out of the darkness alone: "You are the only one of the eighteen players now?"
Wu Shan has a wry smile on his face: "Others don't believe you, and they think Qiangwei and you have harmed them, so they are going to act alone next."
The top players who can squeeze into the first echelon in "Perfect Life" are either rich and powerful, or they have very rare talents, or they are extremely personal.
Such a group of people unite, work together perfectly, and can do a lot of great things.
But their weakness is also obvious. Once the backbone is destroyed, they will fall apart immediately, and no one will accept it.
After all, for some of them, "Perfect Life" is still a game in the final analysis. If it weren't for worrying about losing all the punishment after death, some of them might have chosen to commit suicide and offline.