Hangovers were painful, especially when He Ruge woke up and saw the terrible game notification:

[Beep — Time to block monitor has expired. Detected player has not exited the cubicle. Automatically consumed Little Love * 1 to continue blocking time.]

[Your Little Love balance is insufficient. You will be sent out of Cubicle 20.]

He Ruge: “!!!”

Is this game the devil?!

He Ruge shuddered and closed the game. His heart ached so much that he couldn’t breathe.

The emotionless coding machine asked, “Are you sober?”

He Ruge went silent after opening the QQ.

Chaos’ brain vaguely remembered what he had done before, but he couldn’t remember the details clearly.

But it didn’t matter. Chat logs were the best dark history. As long as he wanted to, he could always recall the stupid things he had said.

The emotionless coding machine said, “It’s already noon on the second day. Are you still sleeping?”

Ruge: “…”

The emotionless coding machine said, “Yo, you’re awake. You can even type ellipses. Looks like you can still code. Friend, Riwan? Riwan? Friend? ”

Ruge: “… F * ck.”

The emotionless coding machine said, “Stop calling me ‘Machine’. I’m not used to it.”

Ruge: “… Machine.”

The emotionless coding machine: “Shut up! Don’t call me that name! Code for me! ”

After coding, He Ruge opened the game. He looked at his little heart and was silent for a long time. Without Little Heart, he couldn’t block the monitor. If he couldn’t block the monitor, he couldn’t interact intimately. If he couldn’t interact intimately, he wouldn’t have Little Heart.

Very good. It was a perfect loop.

He Ruge had no other choice but to fast-forward. He fast-forward another seven days. At the same time that Test Subject 16 died, He Ruge received a new Pink Twisted Egg.

He clicked on the Pink Twisted Egg. The red lines on his legs started to heat up again. He Ruge stared at the red lines. The red lines started to glow and then dimmed down.

He looked up and saw the new rare item, “Love Luck.”

It was the third time he had drawn a rare item. Moreover, he was very clear-headed just now. He didn’t even blink during the whole process. He was sure and certain that the red lines were really glowing.

Maybe, maybe, maybe I’ve really … won a golden finger?

Could I walk on the road of becoming rich by selling exquisite equipment? No, it should be like winning the lottery and getting rich overnight.

He Ruge thought of the lottery ticket he bought yesterday. The drawing date was today. If his guess was right, then he would …

No more Riwan!!!

He would definitely know how to code his words. Writing was a form of love. He had to write until the world was filled with love. Riwan was too hard, but Riwan was very comfortable.

Overwhelmed with emotions, He Ruge excitedly opened the internet portal and retreated expressionlessly.

He didn’t win the lottery.

What a nice dream. In this materialistic society, people’s hearts were cold and emotionless. Only daydreams still had a little bit of warmth left.

He Ruge thought of his previous guess about the red lines. The red lines could increase his luck, but they could only be used once a day. He had drawn two items in the game yesterday, so he might have already squandered yesterday’s luck. Moreover, he had bought the lottery ticket yesterday, so the red lines didn’t work.

If the red lines really did affect his luck, then he could go and buy a lottery ticket tomorrow.

After He Ruge sorted out the red lines, the fear of the unknown in his heart started to dissipate. It was replaced by an unreal joy.

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