Rat 1
"You're fired." Yan Ke asked lightly, looking at the fat but successful middle-aged man in front of her.
"reason."
The middle-aged man looked up at the slender man, who was about 1.9 meters tall and looked very strong. He said with disdain, "You've been here for a week and haven't sold a single item yet, and you've been complained by customers. Look at your muscular body. You look sloppy and shabby. It's damaging to the company's image."
"Oh, how much is the salary for three days?" Yan Ke roughly knew what it was.
"You still want a salary?"
Yan Ke frowned and said in a cold voice, "Does that mean you won't give it to me?"
Yan Ke raised his hand with full of pressure. The middle-aged man said, "No." But in his heart he thought that this man didn't dare to do anything.
Before he could finish his thought, Yan Ke punched the middle-aged man with a hammer.
The middle-aged man was in pain. "Ouch, ouch."
Yan Ke turned and left: "Okay, my salary is my compensation to you."
“You…you…”
At this time, someone came over and said, "Boss, should we call the police?"
"Call the police!!"
"But boss, your eyes are not black or blue, and our store's surveillance cameras are not turned on. You said before that it was to save costs."
Yan Ke ignored the noise behind him and turned to leave the store.
He has seen a lot of people like this, so one more wouldn't make a difference. He is experienced, and making that idiot hurt without leaving any trace is also a way to vent his anger.
He got on the elevator and looked at the figure in the elevator mirror. He was wearing a simple, colorful coat with a sense of age, messy long hair and an untidy beard. He really looked like □□. He smiled and then took out his mobile phone to look for new job opportunities.
He has worked in many jobs on the mobile phone, but he has not stayed in any of them. Since he quit his teaching job six years ago, he has tried many things, but all ended in failure. Later, he just let things take their course. He was often fired from his jobs, which forced him to study side jobs. He tried many jobs, but did not stick with them for various reasons.
The most stable job he had ever done was delivering takeout and express deliveries, but later on for some reason he didn't continue doing that. In the blink of an eye, he was in his thirties and still had not achieved anything. He took various odd jobs, and when he had little money, he would go out to set up stalls and earn a few thousand yuan, which allowed him to live a comfortable life at home.
Yan Ke once made a lot of money and worked as a game anchor for a while, but was banned due to a company war. Fortunately, the money was enough for him to live on for a few years, but the days of going hungry and full were not going to last forever, and he had to have a career. Unfortunately, he was simply possessed by bad luck. He would be fired for various reasons after working for a job for a few months at most or a few days at least.
He even wanted to move to another city, but he had a house here, which was his only asset. He was still relatively conservative about going to another place where he was unfamiliar with the place. After all, his hometown was a provincial capital, and if he went to another place, the situation might not be much better.
Yan Ke walked out of the commercial building, found a shared bicycle, scanned the code and rode away. He did not look at all like a lost person, but rather rode leisurely.
At the end of October, the leaves on both sides of the road were no longer green and had become dry and yellow, but the scenery was still beautiful.
Yan Ke was riding on the side of the road, thinking about what to eat in the evening. Also, his visual hallucination problem seemed to be getting worse. In Yan Ke's eyes, there was not only the scenery in front of him, but also a game-like interface, which displayed the time, place, character attributes, backpack and other attributes. He was very familiar with these things, but everything was his illusion, because this interface only existed in front of his eyes and would not change. It had been almost twenty years, and it still had not changed at all. He saw the world through the frame of the game interface.
The transparency of the game interface sometimes decreases, but it never disappears. He went to see a psychiatrist for this problem as an adult, but the high cost of 800 yuan an hour made him give up the idea.
After all, it has never affected my life much.
While waiting for the traffic light, he received a WeChat message.
Huazi: "Boss, Chen Jianai died in a car accident. I was notified. Can you come over in the evening? No. 23 Fuxing Road."
Yan Ke was in a daze for a moment. Chen Jianai, the child from another family, had died. It was really unpredictable. But she still replied, "I'm not familiar with him. I won't go."
Soon I received a reply: "Boss, if you don't go, I won't go either. After all, we haven't been in touch for more than ten years. Let's bring some money as a gift. After all, we are classmates, and her parents are quite pitiful."
Yan Ke handed over two thousand yuan and said, "Give it as you see fit."
"Okay, Boss, two thousand is not a lot, I'll take the same as you."
It took Yan Ke more than an hour to ride home. He was sweating slightly. After locking his bike, he entered an old residential area. There were fewer and fewer people living here, and many of them were tenants. He climbed to the sixth floor, which was the top floor. It was an old tube-shaped building with one household per floor. Fortunately, it was quiet.
As soon as he got home, he lay down on the sofa and touched his beard, which was a little prickly.
Yan Ke, who was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, suddenly heard: "The game has been cleared."
Yan Ke, who was already sleepy, was awakened by a clear mechanical sound. As the feeling of being suspended in the air came, Yan Ke suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was the familiar game interface, but it had undergone tremendous changes, allowing him to clearly see the real picture behind the game panel in an instant.
What caught his eye was a group of huge Buddha statues in the caves on the cliffs. Each of them had a different expression, some standing, some sitting, in different shapes and forms, and their expressions were lifelike. Each one towered into the clouds, giving a full sense of visual oppression, as if looking down at him, gazing at him with compassionate eyes.
A mechanical voice came.
"Congratulations to the player for completing the game. You can choose any level and difficulty to complete the game, or choose free exploration mode."
Yan Ke rubbed his eyes and muttered, "What the hell? Here we go again."
He hasn't had a good night's sleep in more than a decade since he finished a weird stand-alone game at the age of sixteen. He didn't know how many times he had come to this familiar yet weirdly real world.
Every time I had this sickening feeling of falling, I would open my eyes and find myself in this place with huge Buddha statues carved everywhere.
Then you will hear: "Congratulations to the player for completing the game. The above players can choose any level and difficulty to complete the game, or choose free exploration mode."
This is the initial interface of the game. It was when I saw the promotional interface of this game that I couldn’t resist my curiosity and clicked on the purchase option.
He stood up and looked at the surrounding environment. It was still so familiar here. Every time he went to sleep, he would come here. This game had seriously affected his real life. He rubbed his forehead subconsciously.
Suddenly, he heard a cell phone ringing from far away. He struggled to open his eyes in a daze. He looked at his phone and the number displayed was Huazi. He pressed the answer button.
"Hey, what's up?" A hoarse voice came out, and Huazi stood on the street trembling: "Boss, I want to tell you something?"
"What's wrong?"
"Chen Jianai's death was strange."
Yan Ke took a mint candy from the table and put it in her mouth, then said, "What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to bring a gift?"
Huazi stood by the road, looked at the coffin and said, "Boss, um, hey, how can I put it, this is too weird, didn't Chen Jianai die in a car accident? His body was a little broken, hey, this makes me shudder."
"Are you back? Have you written the gift?"
Hua Zi said, "I came out and wrote it down."
Yan Ke said calmly: "Then there's nothing to worry about, just go home, it's better not to know too much about some things."
"Boss, no, I'm just not good at talking, it's just that Chen Jianai's death was strange."
"Shut up. Death is the greatest thing. Let's not discuss it too much. Be careful with your mouth. Curiosity kills the cat, don't you understand? You just came out of someone's funeral and you called to discuss it. Isn't that bad? The police have been informed of the strange death of Chen Jianai. You and I are ordinary people. We should not get involved in things that we should not get involved in. And where is the psychological clinic you told me about last time on Fuxing Road?"
Hua Zi's reason was brought back to reality by Yan Ke's words. He looked around and realized that it was indeed not good to talk about the dead. Then he bowed carefully and said, "No offense, no offense. OK, boss, thank you for reminding me. I almost got stuck in a dead end. Well, things are unpredictable. What did you say, boss? The psychological clinic is very expensive. It charges by the hour. You might as well go to the mental hospital in Shaling. You are hallucinating. It's not safe."
Yan Ke continued to ask: "Address, the address of the psychological clinic."
Huazi gave the address. Yan Ke frowned after hearing it, but still expressed his gratitude, and then told Huazi to go home if he had nothing to do.
Huazi left obediently. What no one knew was that Huazi had accidentally escaped a fatal disaster.
Yan Ke looked at the address of the psychological clinic he had written down, then threw it into the corner, stood up, put on a casual coat and went out.
It was drizzling outside. Yan Ke came out of the convenience store and suddenly heard a mechanical voice: "The game has been cleared. Please explore on your own if you have cleared it."
[Again.] This was Yan Ke’s inner thought.
The drizzle was falling, and the gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds, just like the airtight loneliness of this city. The rain washed the polluted air in the city, and it smelled a bit like the moisture of life.
He was walking on the road when suddenly a shadow flashed by. He subconsciously looked up and saw a chubby but slightly wet calico kitten.
Yan Ke wanted to avoid it, but the calico cat rubbed against his trouser leg.
He squatted down, looked at the cat and asked, "Are you trying to scam me?" Then he saw an eye with a trembling pupil.
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