Chapter 1: Lao Deng, Go to Hell
Her lips were turned down under her upturned eyes, her thick black hair hung down, and her ink-black eyes, which were almost covered, revealed a hint of boredom.
The boy in the mirror looked exactly like himself, except for a small black mole under the thick eyelashes at the end of his eye.
Oh, and there's a big bump on the back of my head.
"Hiss——" Li Xiaogou lightly touched the wound with his fingertips, and the phantom pain of the explosion and burning was still jumping at the nerve endings.
He sneered at his reflection in the mirror and splashed cold water on his face. As the water dripped down his sharp jaw, a mechanical sound suddenly rang out:
[Host, hello, the No. 027 Melon Eating System has been activated. Please confirm to accept the world line mission.]
Li Xiaogou was not in a hurry to click "Confirm".
Seeing that Li Xiaogou remained silent, the mechanical voice added a subtle urgency:
[The system gives the host a chance to be reborn. In return, the host must help the system complete the world line mission.]
“There’s no such thing as a free lunch?”
【Yes? 】
Li Xiaogou leaned against the tiled wall, his arms folded. The young man reflected in the mirror looked like a wet black panther. Even the ending of his tone carried the laziness of pre-hunt: "You dare call this a favor, even though it's just a business of resurrecting a corpse?"
“Sizzle, sizzle—”
After a quick sound of short circuit—
[System tasks are closely related to the fate of the world. Failure to complete system tasks will affect the host's luck.]
"Are you putting on a curse out of nowhere? Do you think I'll fall for it?"
[…What does the host want? ]
"Two conditions." He tapped the countertop with his knuckles, the chill of the marble seeping through his fingertips. "One, inspect the goods first, then decide. Two, we're in a partnership of equals."
The light screen twisted in the void for a moment, and finally a confirmation interface popped up.
Five minutes later.
Li Xiaogou stared at the floating 3D projection, the vibrant data streams mimicking the bursts of fireworks. "Are you really just a "meat-eating system"? Are you sure it's not a weapon system, promotion system, or some tech tree system disguised as a system?"
[Of course not! How can those partial systems compare to me, who is all-knowing and all-powerful?]
"You said that on purpose out of revenge, didn't you?"
【？ 】
"Okay, so how many people are on this 'stop the world from being destroyed' mission, and how do I contact them?"
【There is only you in this world line. 】
"...Then who wants to destroy the world?"
[The host needs to find it by himself. 】
Li Xiaogou pursed his lips tighter and tighter. "So, I have to find the person who will destroy the world among 7 billion people without any clue?!"
You could say that.
He wanted to spray but stopped.
"How much longer do I have?"
Five years.
Fortunately, he still has time.
This task can be put on hold for now, as there is a more pressing crisis before him.
Just now, he took over the life of his original body, a person also named Li Xiaogou.
Li Xiaogou is 20 years old and is an 18th-tier actor. He is currently filming a fantasy drama with a crew. He plays the role of one of the male protagonist's followers, a fairy transformed from isatis root.
The male and female protagonists are both popular, so even if it is just a small follower role, it is very popular. In order to grab this role, the original person agreed to the producer's unspoken rules. Now, he is in the bathroom of the hotel private room.
The injury on the back of the head was caused by a fall, and the fall was caused by taking fake medicine.
Li Xiaogou picked up the transparent medicine package in the sink and looked at the tadpole-like words on it, confirming that it was a secret medicine from a neighboring country. Judging from the naked man on the cover, it was the kind of medicine that helps people regain their virility.
"You're only 20 and you need to take medicine?" Li Xiaogou clicked his tongue, wiped the package with a towel and put it away.
You might even make a small profit by defending your rights.
He spent another ten minutes cleaning up all traces of himself in the bathroom, then changed back into his original clothes—a black shirt and a black coat, looking gloomy and like a widower.
"Xiao Gou?" A sticky call came from outside the door.
Li Xiaogou hid his hands in his sleeves and turned the door open.
The bedroom was not big, and as soon as the door opened, I saw the man on the bed.
He instantly understood why young people had to take aphrodisiacs.
The man lying on the bed was estimated to be about sixty years old. He was wearing a bathrobe. The loose flesh on his chest hung down to his belly, which pushed the bathrobe up high. The mottled age spots divided his pale skin into several pieces, making his smile even more terrifying.
"It would be strange if it could get hard." Li Xiaogou complained in his heart.
When I looked at the man again, there was a floating box above his face, which read: [Do you want to eat melon?]
[The current melon energy value is 0/1000. The maximum number of people who can eat melon per day is 1, the maximum number of times you can eat melon is 1, and the maximum type of melon you can eat is 1.]
"Eat melon."
[Detecting that the host is using the melon-eating system for the first time, automatically matching the melon that the host needs most at the moment. ]
[Basic Information: Huang Binhai, 63 years old, started directing his first TV series at the age of 27...]
Li Xiaogou glanced through the man's resume and his eyes fixed on the "history of unspoken rules".
[Under the threat of being banned, she used unspoken rules against no less than 20 male actors, two of whom were under the age of 16.]
[Afterwards, he used his industry resources to lure people into him and obtained the forgiveness of all those he had sexually exploited.]
"Forgive?" He sneered.
Not everyone has the courage to resist, but that doesn't mean they do it voluntarily.
Li Xiaogou stood by the door without moving when he was reading the negative information. He has single eyelids, deep inner corners of his eyes, and upturned tails. There is a frivolous air in his eyes when he looks down on others.
The light and shadow made half of his outline look even colder. Huang Binhai was unhappy that he could not eat. He frowned and patted the bed beside him: "Why don't you come over?"
Li Xiaogou put his hands in his coat pockets and walked towards the bed.
Huang Binhai's voice was hoarse, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. He complained dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I tell you to come out in a bathrobe?"
Huang Binhai only likes young girls, preferably straight men who have never been "developed".
The best way to deal with this kind of chick is to give it a big stick first and then a sweet date.
He softened his expression, raised his upper body slightly, and said gently, "I don't like to force people to do things. You can still regret it now."
"It's just that—if you walk out this door, the role I promised you will definitely be gone."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his head and glanced at Li Xiaogou confidently.
Li Xiaogou thought for a second and walked towards the bed.
Huang Binhai smiled triumphantly.
Li Xiaogou stood beside the bed, looked down at the old man, and under the man's gaze, slowly put on cleaning gloves.
His fingers were long, white, and well-defined, and the way he put on gloves made the old man's mouth dry.
"Aren't these gloves prepared for you?" The old man asked in a hoarse voice, wanting to continue watching but worried that Li Xiaogou had not done the preparations.
Li Xiaogou smiled softly, like ice and snow just beginning to melt: "Don't worry."
Huang Binhai licked his lips, his cloudy eyes staring straight at Li Xiaogou's face. While he was in a daze, one of his arms was tied to the head of the bed.
At his age, he no longer had the energy for fancy tricks. He frowned slightly and was about to scold him when the young man took a step forward with his long legs and straddled him.
From this angle, one could only see the boy's pointed chin and slightly thick lower lip. His lower abdomen tightened and he forced himself to swallow his words.
Li Xiaogou felt the old man's chest rise and fall violently, with a strong sneer in his eyes, and slowly tied Huang Binhai's limbs to the bedposts.
"Right away." He spoke before the old man could urge him.
He went back to the bathroom, took out a towel and covered Huang Binhai's eyes.
Huang Binhai's voice was hoarse: "I didn't realize you were such a little dog. Tomorrow I'll have the screenwriter add a plot line about your dual personality!"
"Thank you very much." Li Xiaogou said casually.
The colder his voice was, the more fiery his actions seemed to be. Huang Binhai was so hooked that he turned up his nose.
Li Xiaogou looked at the rapidly rising and falling belly and sneered in his heart: "Lao Deng, go to hell."
Huang Binhai's phone password was included in the basic information. He successfully unlocked Huang Binhai's phone, swiped through WeChat twice, and accurately found four people who were willing to sell themselves to Lao Deng. He sent a group message to them:
【position】
[401, the door code is 0235. Don't knock, just come in. Let's do something different tonight. Don't make any noise when you enter, just join in.]
"Xiao Gou?" Huang Binhai urged.
"I'm coming." Li Xiaogou's voice was filled with a smile, "Wait for me to open the entertainment video."
Is this what the post-00s generation is like? They really play big.
Huang Binhai licked his lips for no apparent number of times. His dark purple lips had become peeled, and combined with his dry and wrinkled skin, he looked like a peeled and dried orange.
Li Xiaogou finally found the videos that Lao Deng secretly filmed. In addition to the private videos of those who were sexually exploited by him, there were also videos of him secretly filming the crew...
What a complete pervert.
These videos were hidden in a stealth space and two passwords were set to unlock them, but who made Huang Binhai run into him?
Li Xiaogou called up the videos of the four people and made a playlist. He clicked on the first one in order, played it, and projected it onto the screen. The hair-raising sound and eye-catching images immediately filled the entire room.
Huang Binhai tilted his head. Of course he knew what "video to cheer people up" meant, but why did the voice in this video look so familiar?
"Xiao Gou?" he called out anxiously.
"Here they come." There was the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching.
Huang Binhai felt a little relieved.
What he couldn't see was that Li Xiaogou covered his hands with his coat, walked up to him expressionlessly, and with a cold face, without blinking, slashed fiercely at the back of his neck -
Huang Binhai lowered his head.
Li Xiaogou raised his foot and kicked his face. Seeing that he didn't react, he kicked his face to the other side, tied the cloth on his eyes tightly, and blocked his mouth with socks.
After taking a few artistic photos of him, he turned and left the room, walked out of the hotel, and called the police using Huang Binhai's mobile phone.
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