Chapter 1 Turn on the slag abuse system

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The crescent moon outside the window mingled with the dim light of the street lamps, and occasionally a large truck that had been on duty overnight made a screeching whistle.

"Hu Ge, Peng Yuyan, don't fight for me. I've decided, I'll choose ...... Choose...... Whew!"

Mu Yiren, who was lying on the bed on her side, turned over violently, kicked the doll bear next to the bed on all sides, and she subconsciously grabbed her white arm and let out a slight muffled snort.

The doll bear on the carpet had purple pupils glowing with a purple glow.

"Congratulations to the Muyi people, you have been selected to bind the Bright System. ”

The cold male voice penetrated Mu Yiren's ears, and the fingers of the otaku who were still in her sleep waved in the air, "I refuse." ”

"Checking for you, invalid rejection of application. Enter the forcible binding mode, Muyiren code name 007, welcome you to officially enter the background of "Scumbags Are Landscapes". ”

Before Muyi could respond to anything, a blinding white light pierced her hazy sleepy eyes like a needle. Immediately after that, I felt an inexplicable force pull violently, and she felt her body sink and fall into the chaotic space.

The space is like a galactic dream, and the Mu Yi who was disturbed by the dream bit her lip fiercely, and it hurt! It seems that it is not a dream within a dream, so where is she?

"Get to know, I'm Ji Minglang, and I'm also the system gentleman. For the next 3,500 years, I will accompany you to complete the task of the abuse system. ”

Ji Minglang walked out of the background curtain of the space, and the handsome face of the young man like a sculpture and his tall figure like a pine and cypress appeared.

He has a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see the world, and under the thin and cool lip flap is a clear collarbone.

Mu Yiren rubbed his crescent-shaped eyes, pointed at the tip of his nose in surprise and said, "I'll go, isn't it." You are the male number one Ji Minglang in the game I designed, I ...... I'm going through the game?"

Muyi is a 21st century otaku game designer with a bachelor's degree in computer science. Because I have a dream of directing, I didn't become an IT engineering woman after graduation, but developed games independently.

Every once in a while, her girlfriends will sigh at her 99-point appearance, which can be used to fight with her face, but she has to work hard to fight for her talent.

Ji Minglang automatically ignored Mu Yiren's surprise, and opened the main page of the system to introduce, "Let's enter the task selection mode, please select the starting task according to the following three titles." ”

[Teach him to be a person], [A touch of green on the top of his head], [Set up a stall to seek a counterattack].

Mu Yiren read out the three titles casually, and Liu Yemei frowned slightly and stared at Ji Minglang and asked, "What is this?" But my game doesn't have these plot settings. Wait, wouldn't it be ...... if I wore it into the game."

"Wouldn't I be in love with you!"

Mu Yiren clearly remembers that there is only one ending left in her game that has not yet been completed, as a fan of novels and movies who is well versed in soul wearing, book wearing, and various ways of traveling.

The Muyi could almost conclude that she had lost her soul and had turned on the system mission mode. This system is still forcibly bound to her, but the system is really handsome, which is very in line with her own aesthetics.

Ji Minglang's cold words interrupted Mu Yiren's thoughts, "You want to be beautiful." ”

"Please number 007 to make your choice. ”

Ji Minglang reminded again that the system jun is just an emotionless task release machine. This is not a game plot of the Mui, but a new mission background.

Mu Yiren pursed his lips, and looked at Ji Minglang, who had a cold face and a handsome face, casually clicked on a topic, "It's also numbered 007, and it's like an agent." That's it [a touch of green on the top of the head], if you want to live a good life, you have to have a little green on the top of your head. I...... Ahh

Before the Muyi people were ready, they were dragged into the mission plot by Ji Minglang.

"There is only one ultimate goal of all the tasks in the system, to abuse scumbags! This time, the background is in the entertainment industry, and your profession is the ex-agent and ex-girlfriend of the popular artist Gu Ziyu. You tried your best to push him to the top and was ruthlessly abandoned,

This mission requires you to make Gu Ziyu ruined, and at the same time, return to the workplace and return to the pinnacle of the gold agent. ”

After Ji Minglang released the content of the task, Mu Yiren's expression twitched directly. Celebrities, agents, entertainment circles?

Her heart is 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling by, as an otaku who only deals with computers and game characters, this task is extremely unsuitable for her.

"I asked for a change of assignment. ”

"Once a task is determined, it cannot be replaced. ”

"Damn, then I won't play, you bind someone else. I'm going back to do game development, and when the game is sold, I will become a rich generation in the blink of an eye. Isn't it fragrant to eat and drink spicy food?"

Mu Yiren looked at the plot environment that he fell into, and he was in the Internet celebrity hotel suite at the moment. There are empty wine bottles scattered on the table and the ground, and it seems that the scumbag Gu Ziyu has caused a great shadow in the heart of the original owner.

"Once the system is bound, the only way to lift it is - obliterate!"

Ji Minglang's bright eyes became darker, and his voice was lowered a little, "Erasing means that your original body and consciousness have fully entered a state of death. ”

What kind of unequal treaty is this! The coercive binding cannot be lifted yet.

"What if I can't complete this task?" the Muyi people took a step back, and it was a big deal to stay for a few days before leaving.

"Obliteration. Ji Minglang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Yiren meaningfully, "The previous host was wiped out three days ago due to mission failure, and the real world was a lifelong jump from the 21st floor. ”

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