Escaping Death is Easy

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[The Idea King · Daring and Action-Oriented, Absolutely Not Compliant · Newborn Dongxi (Bottom) X Специаized in Curing All Sorts of Show-off · Ascetic Alpha Male · CEO (Top)]

Chapter 134 is a trap, its significance is profound, and its prophecy has come true. Recently, Harami Hoshino has been doing well…

Chapter 134 is a trap, its significance is profound, and its prophecy has come true. Recently, Harami Hoshino has been doing well…

The atmosphere at the General Administration of Customs has been cheerful lately.

The most gratifying thing is that there are fewer and fewer emergencies related to the [key] in the area, and everyone's life seems to be gradually returning to normal.

Following closely behind, whenever a particularly difficult problem arises during the handling of incidents related to the "key," which could affect everyone's ability to leave work on time, the investigation would inexplicably produce a major breakthrough.

Besides the two work-related points mentioned above, what delights everyone even more is that they often receive generous gifts from the entire staff of Que Ling.

What does "when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven" mean?

The special treatment given to the General Administration of Justice made the other four branches very envious. While they were criticizing their own leaders for lacking ambition, they also extended a warm invitation to Yuan Jianxing to come and provide guidance on weekdays.

Mu Wangzhuo alone sensed a subtle, abnormal atmosphere.

Of course, this wasn't gleaned from the food that was read as "extra meal" but written as "bribe."

It was because Hara Kensei, a guy who never actively participated in social interactions, actually offered to accompany him to practice driving!

Something was amiss; I suspected something was wrong.

But Mu Wangzhuo gladly accepted this sparring partner who came to him.

The word "vehicle" here refers to a vehicle in a broad sense, or perhaps "vehicle" would be a more appropriate term.

Ever since he learned that Yuan Jianxing had secretly passed the A8 test behind his back, Mu Wangzhuo, who has always adhered to the belief that "effort may not guarantee results, but not trying will definitely make things comfortable," finally turned his life around, caught up with the times, and obtained the A7 driver's license with his talent, and boldly set his sights on the A8.

But as is generally acknowledged, the difficulty increases exponentially between A7 and A8.

Given this difference in difficulty, both talent and hard work are almost indispensable.

At least Mu Wangzhuo's talent is not enough for him to pass the A8 exam without diligent practice.

Thinking about it this way, Hara Miki's previous statement, "Although I have no talent or interest in driving, I happen to have an A8 driver's license," becomes particularly repulsive.

However, after Yuan Jianxing's training sessions over the past few days, Mu Wangzhuo has indeed corrected many of the minor mistakes and omissions in his past driving.

After Mu Wangzhuo finally got a perfect score on the simulator, Yuan Jianxing in the back seat asked, "Shall we do another lap to solidify our skills?"

Taking off his helmet and scratching his messy hair, Mu Wangzhuo quickly declined, saying, "No, no, if I take up any more of your time, your big star might tear me apart."

As he spoke, he showed his phone to Yuan Jianxing.

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Sparrow Feather: [My knife is covered in poison.]

Yuan Jianxing raised an eyebrow: "You two actually have a connection?"

"Heaven and earth bear witness, one should not deceive a friend's wife." Mu Wangzhuo immediately raised his hands to show his innocence. "It's just that I ran into her by chance during the last mission and exchanged contact information with her."

"The reason I contacted them again was because some of my subordinates wanted Sparrow Feather's autograph."

As he said this, Mu Wangzhuo, who had resumed driving, nervously gripped the simulator handle in his hand.

He was unsure whether he should tell Yuan Jianxing that he already knew that Que Ling was Fu Ze.

Yuan Jianxing didn't care and got up to leave the simulator. "Just don't make him write any random signatures."

Mu Wangzhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, after encountering Fu Ze in the elevator that day and pointing out his identity, he regretted saying those things impulsively.

It's a good deed that these two freaks can be dealt with internally. As for me, an outsider, what am I but a small piece of biscuit, pointing fingers and giving orders?

However, it seems that Fu Ze did not mind his offense, and even actually followed his own words to "settle down, be a good big star, and live a stable life with Yuan Jianxing from now on".

As he muttered those words, Mu Wangzhuo suddenly realized something was off.

This unnaturalness stems precisely from the word "steady".

Recently, Harami Hoshi seems to have been a bit too... peaceful.

So peaceful... I really don't want to see the stars.

Looking back, Yuan Jianxing's life was almost entirely devoid of these two words, as if something in the dark had deliberately inserted ups and downs into it.

Fortunately, Yuan Jianxing was also a person who refused to admit defeat. Not only was he not defeated by the wave after wave of changes, but he also stood up and confronted them head-on, and even won in the end.

At first, Mu Wangzhuo was a little confused. What was Yuan Jianxing trying to achieve by torturing himself like a thorn bird?

Later, he gave up thinking about the problem. After all, you have to accept that some people have more energy and more resilience than you.

The "peace and joy" you yearn for may be "bland and tasteless" to others.

until……

Looking at Yuan Jianxing filling out training records not far away, Mu Wangzhuo opened the cockpit door, rested one hand on the window sill, and asked loudly, "You haven't had any trouble lately, have you?"

"What do you want me to get into trouble for?" Yuan Jianxing asked without turning his head, still wearing his simulator training suit. "You don't have enough merits to run for deputy director, do you?"

Mu Wangzhuo immediately rolled his eyes to the sky, "Pah, who asked you that?"

Sure enough, he was overthinking it.

Hara Mihoshi is still the same Hara Mihoshi.

After giving a few more instructions regarding the A8 driver's license exam, Yuan Jianxing began buttoning up his coat from top to bottom. "But what I said earlier was serious."

Mu Wangzhuo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Yuan Jianxing was referring to his lack of merit points for promotion to deputy director.

Rarely hearing gossip from Yuan Jianxing, he immediately pressed, "Oh? The higher-ups in the Adjudication Bureau are fighting again? Who's going to be kicked out this time?"

As he expected, Hara no Shinsei didn't say anything more or reveal any more effective information.

But that doesn't stop Mu Wangzhuo from starting to talk.

After his analysis, he exclaimed, "With your help now, Director Xu is like a tiger with wings!"

Seemingly inspired, Yuan Jianxing turned around and asked, "Speaking of Director Xu, do you have any good gift recommendations? Something that you'd pretend she gave to someone else."

Mu Wangzhuo rested his chin on his hand: "That's a tricky question. You should at least give me some more information. For example, who are you planning to send off for Director Xu?"

“A female friend who used to be very close to her, but who has not been in direct contact for many years due to some misunderstandings.”

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After leaving the observation restaurant on the top floor of the cruise ship, Fu Ze pulled out a beach chair by the pool and slumped down on it without any regard for his image.

He rubbed his face vigorously and sighed to the heavens, "My lord, now I know where you learned that petty and vindictive nature from."

—This was inherited from the previous CEO, Xu Xiezhi.

Yuan Jianxing really wanted to refute Fu Ze, but considering that not long ago the two of them had witnessed Xu Xiezhi and Lu Er, two women who were over ninety years old combined, recounting their first meeting and the scene of their falling out, as well as how they "cared" for each other in the following ten years, and then concluded that "Lu Er was more sorry to Xu Xiezhi."

Finally, Xu Xiezhi apologized to Lu Er, saying that "since it was her son Yuan Jianxing who 'married' Que Ling from Lu Er's family, and as his mother-in-law, I should give way to my mother-in-law," and the two reconciled.

During this time, Yuan Jianxing and Fu Ze were like two children who couldn't get a word in edgewise when the adults were talking. They could only focus on eating and be ready to stop the adults from clashing with their knives and forks at any moment.

Yuan Jianxing moved the parasol over Fu Ze's head and held it up, while Yuan Jianxing also dragged a chair over and sat down next to him.

After a meal with ulterior motives, both of them were exhausted and, in perfect unison, gazed into the distance.

Standing on the platform beside the ship, the two could see the shimmering, deep blue sea through the white railing, calm, serene, and profound.

The sea holds extraordinary significance for both of them.

However, the ocean they experienced last time was too cold and cruel, far from the tranquility and peace they saw now.

"Thank you for taking the time to come today." Gently grasping Fu Ze's hand that was hanging from the edge of the chair, Yuan Jianxing said in a deep voice, "Because Director Xu is very important to me, I really hope to introduce you to her in person."

“I also asked about my mother’s condition at the nursing home. The caregiver said that her mother’s condition was not very stable and told me to take you there in a while.”

“Of course.” Fu Ze let Yuan Jianxing lead him, even playfully swaying him a couple of times. “But is it really necessary to handle the two things, ‘taking me to see Director Xu’ and ‘resolving the long-standing conflict between Director Xu and Lu Er,’ together? Why the rush?”

“Why go through the trouble of doing something twice when you can do it once?” Yuan Jianxing glanced at Xu Xiezhi and Lu Er, who had reconciled in the restaurant. “Besides, this way, Director Xu’s attention won’t be on you, and you’ll be under much less pressure.”

Fu Ze chuckled, "Oh my, as expected of my considerate Chief Executive."

“Besides that, I have another reason for doing this.”

Fu Ze rolled over and asked with interest, "Oh? What's that?"

“The previous ship was destroyed, so I had to settle for this alternative.” Yuan Jianxing’s eyes darted around. “This cruise ship was recently purchased by the Kangming Group, and currently, getting on board requires certain channels.”

And clearly, this channel is Lu Er, who is close to Long Ji.

Fu Ze immediately lay back down, looking straight ahead, and said, "Let me clarify, Dragon Spine destroyed the cruise ship to test its [Special Key] ability, it has nothing to do with me."

Yuan Jianxing, being very understanding, did not expose the truth behind the two people's indirect rivalry, and continued, "Aren't you going on a business trip later? Then I will naturally try to finish as many things as possible together while you are still here."

Fu Ze inserted five fingers between Yuan Jianxing's fingers and pinched them as if playing with the paw pads of a pet. "Why are you making it sound so pitiful, like I'm going to abandon you?"

Although he smiled brightly, Fu Ze felt extremely bitter inside.

As he wiped out more and more ravens today, he gradually came to understand the ingenuity of the distributed virus the other side had constructed.

This will allow us to better understand just how ruthless the other party was in implanting the core of the virus into Yuan Jianxing's body as their final move.

That sarcastic remark, "A difficult choice between two options, well, it should be difficult, right?", actually came true.

As a GM and game designer, he is responsible for the players who entered this world because they loved his game but are now trapped here.

But after shedding that prestigious identity, as Fu Ze, a person who should be allowed to have his own unique experiences and feelings, how could he possibly bear to erase Yuan Jianxing?

However, if he selfishly preserves the original star or takes it to the next world, the raven could very well seize the opportunity to make a comeback.

At that time, the number of players who will be "kidnapped" will only increase, and the more severe the impact, the more he will become a sinner in the history of the holographic game industry.

Fu Ze had ridiculed countless times the protagonists in TV dramas who sacrificed the common people for their lovers, feeling that their awareness was not worthy of being the leader.

However, when he himself was standing in the position of making this choice, he realized how difficult it was to make the so-called "correct" choice.

Just as he was trying to sink these thoughts into his mind once again, Yuan Jianxing's question came right up: "Speaking of which, how are you handling the matter of the raven?"

Feigning a scream, Fu Ze pulled out a bath towel from the side and covered his face, muttering, "Help! You're not my boss anymore, why are you still rushing me to meet deadlines?"

"We're working on it, we're making progress, there really is. We're still assessing the specific conversion rates, but there's definitely been progress..."

“What I wanted to say was,” Yuan Jianxing asked with a light laugh, lifting the towel from Fu Ze’s head as he muttered to himself, “is there anything I can do to help you?”

In fact, everything that Yuan Jianxing could do, Fu Ze, as the GM, could do as well, and even do better.

But to Fu Ze at this moment, the other party's words were like the howl of a puppy that was proudly pledging to protect him from strangers.

Cute and sincere.

I couldn't refuse.

Pulling the bath towel down and draping it over his lower abdomen, Fu Ze said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't hesitate to help you whenever I need it."

He beckoned with his finger, and the beach chairs that were slightly apart between the two people were brought together perfectly as if by some kind of divine power of rules.

“On the contrary, it seems like you never make any requests of me.” Taking the opportunity to casually lean on Yuan Jianxing’s shoulder, Fu Ze urged, “Quick, say something, let me feel the sense of accomplishment of being needed as your boyfriend.”

Yuan Jianxing pressed his cheek against the crown of Fu Ze's head and pondered for a moment. "There is indeed something I would like to ask you to help me accomplish."