"Chartered wife?"

Su Huanyan's intelligent assistant is a little funny, and the stereotypical mechanical sound is a bit playful.

"That's right! I introduce new gamers into the game, who are new to the game and don't understand anything in the game world."

Su Huanyan pretended not to hear the joke of the intelligent assistant, and said seriously, "How dangerous the game world is, if you can have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, it is definitely very lucky and very attractive for novice players."

"I'm just charging a small fee, not only to provide accommodation, but also to give them some guidance."

"Little helper, it's definitely a win-win deal."

"For those who are new to the game, they can adapt to the game as quickly as possible and survive as much as possible."

"As for me, I can earn some money—"

How good it is to be a charter wife comfortably!

Smart Assistant: ......

Your own players have really become smarter, and they have mastered the "essence" of the apocalyptic game so quickly?

"That's right! You can rely on the game of apocalypse and be a laid-back charter lady in this virtual world."

Seeing that Su Huanyan was "enlightened", the intelligent assistant began to draw cakes more and more arbitrarily: "Actually, you can not only be a charter wife."

"As long as you're strong enough, you can become a Doom Lord!"

Su Huanyan was surprised and delighted, "Lord of Doom?"

Oh my God, what kind of fairy game is this, in addition to the survival rewards, you can actually experience the joy of being the master of the house?

Do you still want to build infrastructure?

Create an "empire" of your own from scratch?

The more Su Huanyan thought about it, the more excited she became, and her delicate smiling face was full of energy.

"That's right! You can expand the Vault!"

The intelligent assistant sensed Su Huanyan's mood swings and continued to bewitch: "The territory is expanding, and the shelter will one day become a huge territory."

And with a territory, can't you be a lord?

Su Huanyan: ...... Makes sense!

Ahh

Su Huanyan was only attracted by the so-called "rich rewards" at first, but at this moment, she really felt the charm of the apocalyptic game.

"Great? Isn't that right?"

"Want to become a Doomsday Lord sooner? Start an empire of your own? Yes and no?"

The intelligent assistant incarnates a marketer, desperately Amway.

Su Huanyan couldn't say anything excited, so she could only nod her head again and again.

"Then try to attract more gamers."

The smart assistant finally threw out its request, "You can only expand the shelter if you guide more gamers."

"Only by expanding the Vault will you have the opportunity to expand your territory little by little......

Su Huanyan: ......

The excitement slowly faded, and her sanity began to return.

"So, we're going to start selling Amway too?"

She listened carefully to the intelligent assistant for a long time, understood the rules of the expansion of the shelter, and the first word that popped into her mind was MLM.

Tsk, this apocalyptic game is almost like a pyramid scheme.

Pull people's heads and earn commissions.

The more people at the bottom of the pyramid, the richer and more powerful the people at the top can become.

Smart Assistant: ...... What happened to selling Amway? Don't you want to?

Su Huanyan thought for a long time, weighed it repeatedly, and then nodded firmly: "Yes!"

MLM is MLM, as long as she can stand at the top and become a winner in life, Su Huanyan doesn't care what the means are.

"Good! If you want to, do it!"

Seeing that Su Huanyan had broken through the first psychological level, the intelligent assistant continued to guide: "The first step is to guide a novice player into the apocalyptic game!"

"After success, your refuge

Not only will there be one more tenant, but the system will also reward you with points."

Su Huanyan hurriedly responded and began to think about who to pull into the doomsday game.

Ahem, this is also similar to pyramid schemes, telecom fraud, etc., the first target is basically his relatives and friends.

But—

Su Huanyan looked at the virtual computer screen in front of her, and on it was her address book.

There are many names and phone numbers in the address book, but she doesn't know which one to choose.

"Being able to enter the game of doom is definitely a great opportunity, and I can't waste my place at will."

Su Huanyan muttered secretly.

This is a rare gift, Su Huanyan only wants to leave it to those who are good to him or who he favors.

She didn't want to cheapen her enemies.

However, although there are many people in her address book, most of them are nodding friends, and some are even people who have a grudge against her.

For example, adoptive parents.

Another example is Su Xiangwan, who is looking for her fault everywhere.

Another example is the plastic girlfriends and business CPs in the entertainment industry......

After a circle, Su Huanyan sadly found that she didn't have a real friend, and she didn't have a relative who made her willing to give her "gift".

Seeing this, the intelligent assistant couldn't help but be a little speechless-

What a failure this person is, his relatives are not close, and his friends and friends are not sincere.

Now I want to pull someone's head, but I can't find a suitable partner.

The assistant ran the CPU quickly, and it didn't take long for an idea: "You can pick someone you hate and guide her into the apocalyptic game."

Su Huanyan was stunned for a moment, "Hate someone? My enemy?"

This is a great opportunity, how can it be given to the enemy?

Smart Assistant: ...... I thought you were getting smarter, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!

"The game of doom is not only rewarding, but also dangerous!"

"Moreover, this is your refuge, you are the master, and if outsiders enter, they will be under your dominion in the refuge."

"'The rule of the guest as he pleases, at every turn?'

The intelligent assistant has already said it very bluntly, and almost told Su Huanyan directly: In the shelter, you can do whatever you want.

Su Huanyan's eyes lit up: "The shelter still has such benefits?"

In other words, in this cabin, she is "God"?

She can do whatever she wants with the people she borrows from the cabin?

"Yes, the Vault is yours, and as long as outsiders enter, they will be under your control!"

The smart assistant is very stylized, and repeats the official instructions just said.

He also thoughtfully added, "Of course, the primary shelter has limited functions, and it may not allow you to truly become a 'god'."

"But, you can kick people out. Just imagine, a novice player, who has just entered the game of doom and knows nothing, suddenly leaves the shelter, what will happen to her?"

The words of the intelligent assistant made Su Huanyan more and more excited.

Her eyes flashed with a burning light, "Leave the vault and enter the brutal game of doom, either torn to pieces by zombies or betrayed by your kind."

The apocalyptic game tests not only the skills against zombies, but also the "human heart".

As an L1 player who has played the game three times, Su Huanyan has witnessed many betrayals.

Kindness, humanity, in the face of an existential crisis, is so fragile and ridiculous!

"Yes! Let's be a novice player and experience the cruelty of the apocalypse."

Su Huanyan was persuaded by the intelligent assistant, and some "revenge" pictures flashed in her mind.

Well, a new question arises, should she drag that enemy to the end first?

Su Xiangwan?

The pair of cheap parents of the Su family who only recognize blood and ignore their feelings for many years?

Or those wealthy plastic sisters who see the wind and rudder and fall into the well?

「…… Good! That's you!"

Su Huanyan's fingers hovered on the virtual screen, and he lightly tapped on an avatar with delicate facial features.

On the set.

Gu Qingcheng dragged the plaster cast and sat in a wheelchair, the little assistant helped her with an umbrella, and she looked at the script in her hand without a match.

In front of the camera in front, a woman wearing the same costume as Gu Qingcheng was working hard to shoot a clip of dancing.

This is Gu Tingcheng's dance substitute, ahem, even if she is not in a wheelchair, she needs a dancing stand-in.

There's no way, the original owner's character is "a little essence who is useless except for his face".

Dance?

Or classical dance?

Hehe, such a professional and difficult thing, the original owner can't do it.

Moreover, even if he can dance, the original owner will not dance over and over again in the face of the sun.

How tiring that is!

There is also the possibility of injury.

Dancing doesn't seem dangerous, but professional dancers, who doesn't put a little plaster on it?

Sprains and falls are commonplace!

The original owner is a petty and petty man, how can he suffer such a sin and suffer such a hardship?

Anyway, the original owner's disrespect is already well-known in the industry.

Acting in a play, in addition to the face has no substitute, there is a light substitute for the standing, a dance substitute for dancing, a martial arts substitute for horseback riding, and a kiss substitute for the kiss scene......

Only if you can't think of it, there is nothing that the original owner can't "do"!

Dance substitute is really the most common and easily understood stand-in among many stand-ins.

"Teacher Gu, it's your turn!"

After filming the clip of dancing for dance, the next step is to make up a few close-ups of Gu Tingcheng's face.

Well, just take a few poses and change a few angles to shoot your face!

Gu Qingcheng responded, held the little assistant's hand, and jumped on one foot to the designated position.

The assistant helped to tidy up the skirt, and asked the makeup artist to touch up the makeup, and Gu Tingcheng began to pose.

"Card! Yes!"

"Good! Very good! Hold, hold!"

The assistant director in charge of filming almost praised and coaxed, and finally made up for this group of shots.

Looking at the beautiful face of the prosperous world in the monitor, even if he doesn't like Gu Chengcheng's disdedication, unprofessionalism and other shortcomings, the assistant director must admit -

This woman is beautiful!

A face, even if it is a slap on the face, even if it is a terrible angle of death, is still very good-looking.

"No way, it's just fate! is born with a good face, and deserves to eat this bowl of rice in the entertainment industry!"

In the eyes of the assistant director and many people in the crew, a peerless beauty like Gu Tingcheng is the darling of God.

Immortals, what is it that is not God's daughter?

After taking a few face-revealing shots, Gu Tingcheng was a little tired.

Her pretended brows frowned slightly, and she made Xizi's weak appearance of heart.

The little assistant hurriedly said with concern, "Sister Allure, are you unwell?"

"Well, after all, I am injured and easily tired."

"Then let's go to the nanny car to rest and rest, there will be a scene in the afternoon."

「…… Alright!"

The crew watched Gu Tingcheng sit in a wheelchair and hide in the nanny car.

"Stand-in, up!"

The assistant director shouted helplessly, and Wu Ti began to appear.

Back in the nanny car, Gu Tingcheng closed her eyes and rested, and a familiar mechanical sound sounded again in the depths of her sea of consciousness-

"Ding! Doomsday game, real people, rich rewards......

Gu Tingcheng: ...... Again?!