Chapter 314: The Only Possible Present Turn Spoof II

The next day, Xue Meng arrived at Director Jiang's office, and after hearing the whole assignment, he realized that he had been assigned a pimp-like job this time.

Xue Meng was furious: "Why am I either stamping the sperm donation report or looking for a way to bring a new life into being?" You should leave this to CenturyLink or Lily.com, why are you asking me?

Director Kang eats one bite of the pan-fried bun beautifully but at an amazing speed.

"I'm telling you for the third time, you're not pimping, you're shining a light on the genetic engineering for the Xianxia research group."

He finished the last bun, wiped his lips slowly with his handkerchief and then raised his eyes: "Listen carefully, the devil race's movements over the past few centuries are becoming more and more obvious, and within two centuries there will be another fierce battle between man and devil, I'm afraid. We need the most powerful resources for warfare."

"To put it bluntly, you just need the offspring of the Special Beauty Seat to breed." Xue Meng rolled her eyes.

Jiang Xi was not amused: "Yes, that's right."

"But the Special Beauty Seat hasn't been around for a long time, and the only one who has a clue is a guy called Mo Ran."

"That's right."

"You guys need that guy to give you a baby."

"Quite right."

The disgust on Xue Meng's face was clear: "But that guy's a faggot."

Jiang Xi added faintly, "Purebred faggot."

Xue Meng gritted his teeth and said, "So you spent more than ten years developing a simulation game called Destiny Jumping Machine"

"A jumping machine." Jiang Xi corrected with a grimace, "And technically, that can't be called a game."

"I don't care if it's a jumping machine or a bouncing machine" Xue Meng finally ranted, "you're asking me to run a fate simulation through that machine and find a chance to correct a faggot's sexuality in Mo Ran's life, just like those character development games where you can archive and read the files and introduce him to girls with big tits and long legs so they can have kids."

Jiang Xi interrupted him again, and the Lord Commander held out his finger and wagged it: "You don't need big breasts and long legs, you just need big hips to keep."

""

From the director's office came Xue Meng's terrifying roar: "Isn't this still the fucking job of a woman?"

"You calm down. The Destiny Jumper is just a simulation of the possibilities, a test version to be frank." Jiang Xi took a sip of tea, "The Bureau will collect the results of your tests and finally develop a real practical solution."

"I refuse."

"Take it easy, young man." Director Kang ignored his refusal, "Just think of yourself as a tester for a nurturing game."

"I said I refused whether you needed a hearing test at the otolaryngology department, Bureau Chief."

Unfortunately, the Bureau Chief is very stubborn, so Xue Meng has to accept the assignment in the end. Of course, Director Jiang was not so insensitive, and he kindly gave Xue Meng a game sidekick, a little talking paper dragon.

"Assistant, counsellor, guide, toy, summoner, dog-headed warlord." Jiang Xi, holding his Rooibos tealight, said leisurely, "Call it what you will. It is yours now and will enter the simulation game with you and advise you."

With that, and ignoring Xue Meng's fuss, he waved his hand, "Let's get started, fresh graduates."

"What did you call me?"

Commissioner Kang wasn't about to pay any more attention to him.

With a wave of the Lord Commissioner's hand, the fresh graduate was forced to invite a couple of smiling ladies into the operations room, put on a range of equipment and begin his task.

After a whirlwind, Xue Meng arrives in the first world.

I've seen teenagers not being allowed to play games, but I've never seen teenagers being forced to play games.

But as it is, since Jiang Xi said it was a mission, it would be good to get it done sooner rather than later.

Xue Meng turned his head with a black face to find the little paper dragon lying on his shoulder, his short dragon paws clutching a copy of the mission guide as he read it, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Shut up." He said in a vicious voice, "Are you a goose"

"Of course I'm not, I'm the all-knowing, all-seeing dragon," the little paper dragon said, flicking his dragon tail in Xue Meng's face, "go this way."

Xue Meng glanced in the direction it was pointing, a small, crumbling, dark alleyway with all sorts of advertising junk posted outside and an unidentifiable accumulation of liquid on the ground, a mixture of leaking rubbish bags and spittle cans spilled over.

Xue Meng lifts his foot firmly and steps in the opposite direction.

"Hey hey, where are you going?"

"Head for the cleaner road."

The little paper dragon was angry: "Do you think I want to choose this path" he said and slapped the mission statement on the tip of Xue Meng's nose, "Read it yourself, it says here, walk 200 meters down this alley, find a noodle shop and you will meet Mo Ran who is in primary school. "

Xue Meng took the quest guide and gave it a sceptical glance, but it was true.

He had to return the guide to Little Dragon with a grimace, grit his teeth and hold his breath as he stepped into the darkness.

Although he felt he was going mad, he followed his guide out of this alleyway, turning left as the road gradually became spacious and clean.

"Yes, that's the noodle shop out front again." Little dragon danced with excitement and Xue Meng was glad that the people of this virtual world could not see them because of the spell, otherwise it would have been humiliating.

They soon found Mo Ran, a schoolboy who was recognisable among the patrons, with his battered school bag, poorly made sneakers, and dark, greasy hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in days and hung down in front of his eyes.

Although Xue Meng was still a long way away, it was almost certain that Mo Ran smelled badly of rancidity, as no customers were willing to sit in the circle of seats around him.

"What a malnourished little dirty dog." Xue Meng commented, rubbing his chin.

"You can be very handsome when you grow up." Little dragon reminded him.

"So why are we looking for Mo Ran who is in primary school," Xue Meng said, "just find him as a handsome adult, put a yin and yang in his mouth, then grab a girl and throw her in the dark room."

The little paper dragon gave him a disgusted look, "Brother, we are from the Xianxia Bureau, not the Courtyard of Elysium."

""

"Besides, the Xianxia Bureau has ordered that such unruly drug use be prohibited. You have to make Mo Ran fall in love with a girl willingly and marry her and have children. Then it must be best to cultivate a relationship from an early age."

Little dragon said this while trying to find corroboration in the mission guide, and to add insult to injury it actually found it.

"Haha, I told you I'm a Tongtian all-powerful armchair dragon, and look, there's really a recommendation on here."

" Jiang Xi really isn't stuffing you with game cheats"

Despite this statement, Xue Meng pulls the guide back with a disgusted look on his face. He smoothes out the crumpled paper pinched by little dragon and squinted at it in the dim streetlight.

Hell, it actually details about a dozen or so female targets for the current Mo Ran.

"Raider 1: Wang Xiaomei. How to befriend: Please cast a spell to make Wang Cai in the noodle shop break out into rabies and come up and bite Mo Ran who is eating the noodles. A Santana will pass by and the owner will be kind enough to take Mo Ran to the hospital for an injection, Wang Xiaomei is the owner's daughter, she is one year younger than Mo Ran and is in the third grade.

Xue Meng's face is one of "this is fucking great" as he moves on to his next target.

"Raider target two: Li Da Mi. How to befriend: Please cast a spell to make the wangcai in the noodle shop suddenly die a violent death"

"Not this one." Xue Meng, who has long stampeded pig farms and chicken farms, actually has some compassion for animals and his conscience makes him exercise his veto, but curiosity drives him to read on, "After Wang Cai's violent death, the noodle shop owner's daughter will come out to stroke the corpse and cry, her cries will attract her little friend Li Da Mi, and Mo Ran will meet the two little girls tonight. "

"So why can't we just raid the noodle shop owner's daughter?"

Hearing Xue Meng's mumbling to himself, the little paper dragon flicked his face with his tail and pointed ahead with the tip of his tail, only to see the noodle shop owner's daughter, three times the size of Mo Ran, eyes squinted into slits, wearing big autumn trousers with red flowers on a green ground, crouching in the doorway, picking her feet and chewing garlic.

Xue Meng: "I get it."

If it had been the noodle shop owner's daughter, it probably would have pushed Mo Ran even further into the deadly faggot abyss.

All right, the work is not pleasing, but since I have taken this job, I have to do things properly, that is what makes a good Taoist priest for the people and a good monk for the country.

So Little Xue, while chattering and grumbling, carefully went through the ten or so trigger-happy female subjects.

The person who compiled the book was probably a demented man with a lot of time on his hands, and included the height, weight and interests of all the young ladies, and even a two-inch headshot of each of them.

Xue Meng, with her straight aesthetic, fell in love with a young girl called "Zhao Wumi".

"Oh, the chances of winning are slim as soon as you hear that name." The little paper dragon bemoaned.

"What do you know, she's cute, she's going to be a beauty." Xue Meng is confident in her own aesthetics, "If I choose her, Mo Ran won't be able to bend."

"That's what you said."

So one dragon and one man began to follow the instructions in the mission guide in earnest.

"To trigger the "Jo No Mi Befriending Event", wait for Mo Ran to finish his bibimbap and walk two blocks ahead and start casting a spell to bring down the rain." Little dragon reads, "Mo Ran will then run under the nearest roof with his school bag because he doesn't have an umbrella, at which point he will hear the cries of a little girl coming from the back street."

"Sounds like a ghost story."

"Nonsense, it's clearly a hero saving the day story." little dragon grunted. little dragon grunted, "Look, the book says that Mo Ran hears the cries and goes over to check on the situation and finds that little Jo No Mi is being bullied by a group of school bully girls, Yau Yung Nurse, and Mo Ran's little friend sees what's going on and pulls out a knife to help, and then they meet."

Little dragon sets off a thunderbolt and Xue Meng makes sure that Zhao Wuming is attacked by the schoolyard hooligans, and all goes well until the most voluptuous-looking senior girl in the group picks up a brick and slams Mo Ran on the head.

Heroic teenager, Little Ran, p.

Xue Meng :""

little dragon :""

Xue Meng: "Where is the promised special beauty seat?" "This is the battle power that teases me"

little dragon: "Probably too young to be activated"

In the middle of a thunderstorm, Mo Ran collapsed in the rain, blood gushing from her forehead. But the most desperate of them all was Zhao Wumi, who got up from the ground trembling and shivering, and when she saw Mo Ran's body in the rain, she was so shocked that she left her rescuer behind with a scream and ran away.

The speed at which she ran was mind-boggling. Xue Meng couldn't understand how the girl group of "You Rong Milk" could catch up with her, even a rabbit can't go that fast.

Xue Meng and little dragon crouched beside the unconscious Mo Ran, looking at each other.

"Now what do we do to wake him up?"

"But we can't operate directly on people in this world."

Xue Meng said in shock, "Then won't he bleed to death like this"

"Oh well, it's a game simulator anyway, it's not like you're actually travelling through time and space, so you can just die." little dragon said in a jarring voice, "Victory and defeat are commonplace, young warrior, please start again."

That said, Xue Meng was still angry, and he held up the guide, his anger showing in every eyelash and pale green vein: "This book is a fraud, isn't it? We've done everything it says, how can we be wrong?"

The little dragon hesitates, but nudges its pointy dragon claws onto a small line on the back cover of the guide that reads

The guidance provided in this book is derived from the Great Spiritual Stick Fate Calculation Algorithm and is subject to instability and is the sole responsibility of any accident.

Xue Meng paused for a few seconds and roared from the sky: " Jiang Xi, fuck you".

Fuck Jiang Xi moncler is a surrogate matter, and given that this fate jumper is a full simulation of reality, they also need to collect data on various contingencies.

The immediate priority then is to save Mo Ran's bleeding little brain.

Xue Meng and little dragon tried many ways to bring to the attention of well-wishers that in this dark corner, there was a child who needed the warmth and care of 120.

They overturned rubbish bins to block the path of pedestrians and cast spells to make feral cats catch passers-by in their trousers, but all they got in return was curses from passers-by about rubbish bins and crazy cats. It was late at night and people were rushing home, so no one would pay attention to such an insignificant backwater path.

" Wangning, you wait here."

Suddenly, around the corner comes a mother and son, the mother young and beautiful, wrapped in a long camel-coloured cashmere coat, the son just above her knees, carrying a white umbrella with a big-headed cat on it, his long eyelashes drenched in rain and the night air. The wind is picking up and the boy seems a little chilled, shrinking his fair face into his cashmere scarf, revealing only a small part of his face.

"Mum's going across the street to take care of some work stuff, so you stand here and stay put. I'll be right back."

The child nodded quietly and obediently, the fur hat on top of his head sliding down diagonally to cover half of his eyes.

"Good, good, good, good.

Xue Meng didn't need it to say it a second time, and this time it went better than even before. The small child soon noticed the place and he was led by the wild cat.

When he looked down at Mo Ran, who was on the ground in dismay, and called out, "Hey, are you okay?", Xue Meng and little dragon, who were standing next to him, let out a long breath as the others could not see them.

"Thank goodness it was saved."

"There is truth in the world."

They both wiped the sweat from their faces as Xue Meng watched the young boy run anxiously across the road to find his mother, while pulling out the dodgy guidebook, "I'd like to see what the aftermath of the Zhao Wumei incident is like."

As if it had heard him, the guide automatically clattered through several pages in his hand, finally stopping at a certain one at the back.

The pages glowed with golden light, the scene around them distorted and changed, and by the time everything was restored, they had arrived twenty years later.

little dragon yelled at him from the side, "ow ow ow what are you doing"

"I just said it off the top of my head." Xue Meng was also a little confused, "I didn't think the book would send us straight to see the results twenty years later."

little dragon :""

Xue Meng froze, "But in that case, it means that the incident we just facilitated with Zhao Wu Mimi is having an impact on Mo Ran's future, otherwise the guide wouldn't have brought us here, right?"

Little dragon puffed out his cheeks in anger for half a day before finally sighing, "You're right, that should be the change we caused in this simulation. Let's go and see how it ends."

As they walked on, they found the same old road from twenty years ago, and not much had changed except that the buildings around it were more dilapidated.

The only thing is that every shop along the way has the word "demolition" painted in red, and there are not many people along the way, so it looks very depressed.

"This place is going to be bulldozed next month." Suddenly, Xue Meng heard a low, gentle male voice with a smile coming from the narrow alley to her left, "A little sad to leave."

"So do I." The other man's voice, clear and light, "After all, it's a place I used to come to."

"Haha, and more importantly, this is where I met you."

The light voice laughed, "You were covered in mud then, and you had the nerve to say so."

The sounds that followed dwindled down, and eventually all that came from the darkness of the corner was the wet, lingering sound of water from the kiss and the slightly heavy breathing of the men.

"" Xue Meng and little dragon stared in awe at the two handsome, tall, handsome men embracing and kissing in the path, their faces still vaguely recognisable from their childhood even after twenty years.

"So" little dragon faltered.

" Mo Ran or" Xue Meng picked up the words with difficulty swallowing.

"Turned into a dead faggot," one man and one dragon said in unison, then turned to look at each other and both cried out in tears.

"Or we made it happen."

Little dragon was not happy and yelled, "It's mostly your fault who told you to cast a spell to get the wildcat to show this Wangning the way."

Xue Meng didn't expect it to pass the buck and was immediately furious: "You're the one who blamed me for the rain and wind that caused Mo Ran's eyes to be blurred during the fight and his head to receive a brick."

"Blame it on you it was you who chose the Jo No Mickey Raider line, and look what a wise choice you made"

"The blame is on you for not pointing me to the small print on the back cover of this guide in advance, you are a selfish little ragged dragon "

"Blame you for your blindness."

"Blame it on you you're too annoying"

"Blame you, blame you, blame you."

The two Time Bureau workers are in a brawl, while Mo Ran and Chu Wanning have emerged from the shadows, interlocking their fingers and reminiscing about the twenty years they have known each other, walking through the old street that is about to be demolished

Looking at the two of them, Xue Meng held Little Dragon's head down and ranted hysterically, "It's all your fault."

But noise aside, the task must go on.

There are so many girls in the world, there is always one to introduce to Mo Ran to get married and have children.

How can there be only one ending to a game?

With anger and ambition, and after inspiring themselves, the two staff members thus switched the line of the Destiny Jumper to another branch point of the game.

"It's not the bloody trail this time."

Xue Meng looks around once she is firmly established in this world.

"It seems we've been transported to a school gym."