Chapter 13: Uncomfortable, the first day of work after the holiday is uncomfortable!! ...
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"You're awake."
I greeted him in a friendly way, and Odysseus jumped up from my thigh as if he had been electrocuted, with a look of panic as if he had just woken up and found that he had lost his virginity.
I was speechless, so I said tactfully: "There's no need to be so frightened. I don't eat humans."
It took about five minutes for Odysseus to finally find himself. He sat cautiously opposite me with a very stiff expression.
"Why am I lying on...your lap?"
I asked incredulously, "What else? Are you going to lie on the ground?"
I didn't expect you to have this hobby. Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll make sure you fall asleep on the floor.
"…No, I didn't."
"Why don't you say thank you to me?"
Odysseus opened his mouth and said stiffly: "Thank you."
I nodded politely: "You're welcome."
Unlike in the dream, Odysseus in reality was obviously much more tense.
This is not surprising, after all, dreams show the truest self. In reality, people always try to disguise themselves.
He stared at me for a while, and finally said, "So you really are a fraudster?"
"It is true. I thought you had already experienced it."
I shrugged. Odysseus was silent for a long time, so long that I felt a little sleepy. He continued to ask: "Can you really help me?"
Of course, otherwise am I teasing you? Using magic consumes a lot of energy, okay? I rubbed my nose and explained patiently.
"You can think of this as a magic trick, a trick or a lie. The most important thing is that it can bring you happiness. Isn't that enough?"
As if touched by these words, Odysseus let out a long breath and stood up: "Come with me, let's talk."
He led me down a long corridor and into another room. As soon as I walked out, the ring on my wrist kept flashing, completely ignored. I couldn't help but ask, "Is it okay if that thing is flashing?"
Odysseus said without even turning his head: "Amy, activate the signal jammer."
"Understood. You have 32 missed calls and 68 text messages. Are you sure you want to block them all?"
"Don't make me repeat myself a second time."
The ring on his hand immediately went silent. I watched this neat and tidy scene and couldn't help but marvel at it. It was definitely a problem to contact this guy, especially since he was so good at blocking all messages so confidently.
Odysseus didn't care what I thought at all. He opened the door and led me in.
This room is obviously more suitable for entertaining guests, with soft and comfortable sofas and a small and exquisite wooden round table. The robot butler brought refreshments. The view outside the full-scale simulation window is a quiet ocean.
Odysseus was leaning on the sofa, with his ankle clearly visible from his trouser legs. He was sitting directly opposite me, but his eyes were obviously not focused on me, but on a point in the void.
"Like you know. After my parents died, many people wanted to adopt me. But I knew that they only saw my talent and wanted to use me as a cash cow. In order to be independent, I signed a 20-year contract with a record company. I was still very young at that time and was deceived by them. They signed me a bully contract."
"At first we agreed that I only needed to sing my own songs, but later they started asking me to do all kinds of promotions and asked me to cooperate with the work. Recently they even prepared a music movie for me. I refused them, but they said if I insisted on doing so, they would take me to court and deprive me of the ownership of several of my works."
Having said that, Odysseus sighed deeply, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
"I can pay the penalty or never sing again. But I can't allow them to tarnish my songs and use my name to deceive other people. It's disgusting."
I see, this is what bothers him. For people in the real world, this is indeed a difficult thing to solve.
The struggle for interests and the crushing of power. This is an era where victory and status cannot be determined by strength. The suppression of capital is advanced, civilized, and more silent.
Don't ask me how I know these things, after all, the player forum is a magical thing.
For me, this is not a problem. After all, magic can never be measured by reality. It is because it symbolizes power beyond imagination that it is worshipped and followed.
Odysseus didn't know what I was thinking, and continued, "I thought it was your brother who asked you to come. Damn it, I knew that these things would be laughed at if they were spread out."
"...Wait, where is my brother?"
This time it was my turn to be confused. I couldn't put down the snack I just picked up, and I couldn't pick it up. I was filled with questions.
When did I have a brother? How come I didn't know?
Did the computer give me some settings for my avatar? Even if it did, it shouldn't be something Odysseus knew about.
"Aren't you Kajol's brother?"
Odysseus looked even more surprised than I was. I quickly defended myself: "I am not!!"
The name Kazhuo is a little unfamiliar to many people. After all, He is more often called "God of Darkness", "Lord of the Underworld", "Lord of Darkness" and other names.
But among the gods, this name is like a sign that says "Khadra and dogs are not allowed." Everyone knows it.
So I really don’t understand, how did I become Kazoo’s younger brother?
Don't tell me there are Kajols in this world.
Bad things always seem to happen one after another. After confirming that I was not lying, Odysseus frowned.
"That's strange. You and Kajol look exactly alike. Amy, turn on the light screen."
A light screen unfolded in the air, facing me. Odysseus opened a photo. The man in the picture had black hair with a hint of red, and a wild smile.
He was wearing a black leather short-sleeved shirt and pants of the same color. His body was covered with jingling metal ornaments. He looked more like a few pieces of tattered cloth that were forcibly linked together.
The action revealed a bit of ambiguous skin color. But the chest was stretched very wide, more than two-thirds of the full chest muscles were about to come out, shining with an attractive luster under the light.
His leather boots stepped on the top of the stairs, and he looked down with an arrogant and presumptuous look. He was the only one who could hold up the whole place with his handsome face. He was so arrogant that he seemed to want to put the world under his feet.
The slightly upturned corners of the eyes are full of temptation, and the little mole is so charming that it seems that she will surrender to you anytime and anywhere.
The most important thing is that his face looks 90% similar to mine, the only difference is age.
Faintly, I heard the sound of something breaking.
Ah, it turns out that I was just relying on luck.
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Why is there a face exactly like Kajol in real life? No, to be exact, this is Kajol! ?
I was a little panicked at this moment, but as we all know, the more panicked you are, the more you can't show it.
I remained calm and spoke calmly, making sure Odysseus would not notice any problem: "Isn't this the NPC in "God's Favor 2.0"?
Odysseus looked at me strangely, as if he was puzzled that I didn't know this: "Initially, "God's Favor 2.0" invited people from all walks of life to promote it. For this reason, many important roles were based on spokespersons as references, such as me and Kazhuo."
I couldn't even think about what this meant. It meant that I would have to face those faces not only in the game, but also after I got out.
Oh my God, what did I do wrong in my previous life that I ended up in this situation in this life?
My face turned pale, and while giving myself psychological counseling, I asked, "Does the god of death have a corresponding promoter?"
"Death... not really. At first, real people were used to play the roles simply because the technology was not mature enough. Later, optical computer technology was developed, and perfect human models could be created through two optical computers, so the publicity plan was abandoned. There are no corresponding actors for the characters that appeared later."
Odysseus paused, looked at me covertly (but actually completely exposed to my observation), and then said, "By the way, Kazhuo and I are from the same company, we should be able to see him this time."
Good news, at least I don’t have to be confused by looking at faces like mine.
Bad news, this damn thing, it goes round and round. I can't escape the fate of being entangled with these people.
I raised my hands in surrender: "Okay, let's go to your company. When? Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow?"
"Now."
"Um??"
Is it too fast? I'm not ready yet, at least I'm not ready to meet Kajol with this face and be commented on by a group of people "Oh~ So this is your brother". When I think of this scene, I want to jump out right now.
Odysseus had no idea of my dilemma and said coldly, "Eat quickly, the snacks here are quite good. You won't be able to eat them when she comes."
She? Can't eat anymore? What do you mean?
I stuffed the snack in my mouth in confusion. Odysseus has pretty good taste.
The soft almond biscuits have a strong milky aroma, the cream in the puffs is very fresh, and the crust is crispy. The combination is not greasy at all, but full of refreshing feeling.
The delicious snack quickly captured my attention until the door flew open with a bang.
"Odysseus! What's going on between you and Kadzu!?"
An angry roar came from the door, and I almost spit out my tea. I turned my head in horror, and a woman who looked 50% like Odysseus walked into the room in high-heeled shoes, her sharp eyes swept across my face, and she slammed the table in anger.
"I just haven't seen you for a few months, and you and Kajol already have a child!?"
Odysseus: “…”
I:"……"
I tried to protest: "No, I'm not."
The woman then looked at me carefully, and it seemed that she really couldn't see any of her family's genes in my face.
The blonde beauty's expression suddenly softened, like a gentle spring breeze, and then she thought of something and became extremely gloomy again. She interpreted the words "gloomy and uncertain" so vividly that it was simply amazing.
"Even if it's not a child, how are you going to explain to your fans that you brought the other person's brother home like this?"
Odysseus rolled his eyes in a very unpresentable way, turned around and introduced me: "This is my agent, you can talk to her if you need anything. Although she has poor taste and likes to make up a lot of things, she is very capable and trustworthy."
"What are you talking about? How can I—"
The chaotic sounds were isolated behind him. Odysseus sighed, "See? This is the easiest first level, dealing with this noisy agent. Don't blame me for not reminding you, this guy is a terrifying fighter."
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