After the bathing task was completed, He Ruge bought the little rabbit a fruit candy to comfort the little rabbit's injured heart.
One cannot favor one over another, He Ruge also fed the little white tiger a fruit candy, and checked the status by the way.
[Intimacy]: You are a more important existence in the heart of the 20th, the favorability score is 73
[Unawakened]: No one has found out that No. 20 is a little monster, except you
He Ruge's gaze stayed on the 73-point favorability level for a while, and unknowingly, his relationship with Xiao Baihu was already close. If feelings can really be measured by data, what kind of existence does the little white tiger have in his heart
It must be a special and important existence.
Rubbing his fingertips against the smooth screen, He Ruge suddenly hoped that this game would never end, so that he could keep playing.
In this way, the little white tiger can always accompany him.
Although there are many readers who like him now, there is a saying called "Iron hit author, flowing reader". Many readers' emotions are aroused by the article, and they will sincerely say "I will always support you" and so on.
When He Ruge wrote the first article, he believed these words. He remembered the ID names of those readers. One day the readers disappeared, and He Ruge kept waiting until the last chapter and the next article. Those readers still haven't come back.
No love lasts forever. It is a lucky thing to be truly loved for a moment.
The fingertips that touched the screen slowly retracted, He Ruge turned off the game, and went to bed after washing up. In the bathroom, He Ruge found that the red lines on his legs had turned bright red again, and the range of the lines had expanded a little, as if new lines would be automatically drawn on the skin.
What is this disease
He Ruge washed his face in front of the mirror. The young man in the mirror had his own soft focus, and his skin was flawless and red.
Looks good, doesn't look sick. Since you can't die for a while, you should work hard to make money first, save enough money to see a doctor, and usually don't think about it, so as not to scare yourself.
After breathing in himself, He Ruge lay down and fell asleep, but when he thought that he was going to enter V tomorrow, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Will there be many readers who read pirated texts? If this is just an inflated collection and the income is not good, what will he do next
What about next month's rent? Was his decision to go full-time right? What should I do if I don't save enough for my medical bills? If his illness suddenly flares up and a person dies at home, what should he do
With a stomach full of unease, He Ruge didn't even know when he fell asleep, because he was thinking about entering V, He Ruge woke up at six o'clock the next morning.
The time has been set in the manuscript box, and chapter V will be published on time at 12:00 noon.
He Ruge pushed his glasses and couldn't help but push them a second time. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. The grades before this article entered V were so good, so good that he began to worry about gains and losses. It seems that he has returned to the day when he got the results of the college entrance examination. A flood of unease came out.
Without the company of his family, He Ruge learned to swallow these emotions alone very early.
He took a deep breath, opened "Your Exclusive Lover", and a sudden game prompt popped up on the screen:
[Waking up too early today, your exclusive lover is not ready for a new day, so intimate interaction will not increase your favorability]
He Ruge almost didn't catch his breath. He suspected that the game was deliberately tossing the players, because he couldn't increase his favorability right now. He Ruge chose to fast forward. Seven days later, experiment subjects 10 and 14 died. He Ruge Collect the seven-day sign-in again and get the Pink Gacha.
Before clicking on the gashapon, He Ruge remembered the strange phenomenon of the red stripes getting hot last time, and he specially rolled up his trousers to reveal the red stripes.
When the mouse clicked on the gashapon, He Ruge stared at the red stripe firmly. After a second, it seemed that nothing had changed. It seemed that he had been all over the grass recently. Just when He Ruge was about to look away, the red stripe that was originally bright red became Very bright, red and bright, like slowly flowing magma.
The skin where the red lines were located was hot again.
The eyes behind the lens were wide and round, He Ruge blinked hard, suspecting that he was seeing flowers.
"Clang clang ~" came the sound of the game sound, He Ruge didn't look up to check the props he had drawn, he held his breath and stared at the red stripe.
The bright red streaks dimmed, as if they were drained of energy all at once.
It is only a momentary thing to glow and heat, but this short moment seriously destroyed He Ruge's worldview.
This unscientific! ! !
Who am I and where am I? What did I just see? !
He Ruge raised his head in a trance, and a brand new rare item came into view.
It was a shiny helmet.
[Name]: Holographic game helmet
[Quality]: Rare
[Evaluation]: This is a holographic game helmet from the interstellar plane. Although it is an outdated style, it is still ahead of the existing technology level of Bluestar
["Restriction: Only you can use it"]
[Please fill in the address and contact information, and pay the courier fee ￥8888.88]
[address:__]
[contact details:__]
He Ruge: "...!!!"
Holy crap, are you crazy about money in this broken game? !
More than 8,000, and now he doesn't even have 800 of his belongings. He Ruge quickly turned off the payment interface, and the rare item appeared in his backpack, marked with three small characters "to be paid".
He Ruge has no desire for gold in his heart, and even wants to laugh a little. The game cheating starts from a small amount, and it requires so much money as soon as it comes up, unless the players are stupid and have a lot of money.
Being poor, he would never pay himself an IQ tax.
After mocking the game, He Ruge fell into contemplation while looking at the two rare items in his backpack.
It stands to reason that rare items should be difficult to get, why can he get it twice in a row? Why does the red stripe glow when I click on the Pink Gacha? Could it be that there is some mysterious connection between the two
… maybe the glow of red stripes can increase his luck
He Ruge suspects that he has written too many online novels, and the angle of thinking about the problem has also been led astray. This is not a novel, he himself is not the protagonist, and the red pattern is not a golden finger falling from the sky.
But once the seeds of doubt are planted in my heart, they can’t help but grow into a towering tree. It’s actually very simple to confirm this guess—
Just buy a lottery ticket and try it!
He Ruge remembered that there was a lottery shop near the residential area. He didn't order takeout today, so he could buy a lottery ticket when he went downstairs to buy lunch.
However, it will take some time to wait for the lottery lottery to check. In order to verify his guesses as soon as possible, He Ruge fast-forwarded 7*24 hours of game time. The 9th and 15th experimental subjects died, and He Ruge got a new pink gashapon.
After He Ruge clicked the gashapon, he focused his attention on the red stripes, and the dim red stripes shone with faint light. At this moment, compared with the last time, it was the firefly and the bright moon fighting for glory. Like a candle in the wind, it was blown out in one breath.
The red streaks, which were originally dull in color, were almost invisible, and if they were repeated a few times, they might disappear completely.
"Dangdangdang~" The pink gashapon opened, and inside was a strawberry-flavored fruit candy.
He Ruge pushed his glasses, and he had a guess in his heart, if the red stripes might be a golden finger to improve luck, but it could only be used once a day.
He Ruge doesn't know how much it affects the luck value. Buying a lottery ticket may be a good test method. He Ruge can study the effect of red stripes on the luck value according to the amount of winning.
Emotionless coding machine: "Good morning, are you up? It's time to code!"
The beeping sound of the penguin brought He Ruge back to reality. He looked at his friend who urged Geng in silence, and suddenly felt that he, who had just regarded the red pattern as a golden finger, was a fool who was obsessed with writing.
He Ruge pushed his glasses expressionlessly, and the fire full of complaints poured out nowhere, so he opened the author forum and made a post.
#I have an unheard of disease but I think this is a golden finger given to me by God#
№0
There are red stripes on my legs. Every time I click on the game lottery, the red stripes will glow and heat up. What's even more amazing is that after the red stripes glow, the landlord, as an Asian, has drawn rare items twice in a row.
№1
Come on, another crazy one, quickly drag the landlord out
№2
Rare props QAQ drawn twice in a row has a reasonable suspicion that Ou Huang is showing off! Beat the Europeans!
№3
Hahahaha the source of happiness today
№4
Sir, have you spelled it out? Stop dreaming, go code
№5
It will still glow and heat, this post is really green, landlord, you should be more rigorous in trying your stalks, so I can't answer you with sincerity.
№6
Growth lines? Stretch marks
…
He Ruge, who was ridiculed by the group, felt much more at ease. He shook his head and laughed at himself: "What were you thinking about just now? It would be silly to write an essay."
He Ruge turned off the game and Jiyou's spelling. He locked himself in the small dark room of the writing software, and wrote 6,000 words in one breath until 12 noon.
The V-chapter of the timing of the manuscript box has been sent. He Ruge took a deep breath and opened the backstage to see the earnings. When he saw the string of numbers, he was stunned.
very high.
higher than he expected.
The ending point is very stable, and the click is almost the same as the click of his usual update chapters, which means that there are not many readers who are chasing updates.
Actually... Most of them subscribe to genuine little angels.
It feels like a dream.
He Ruge fluttered out of the room, went downstairs to buy a bento, the most expensive bento, and ran to buy a lottery ticket. When passing by the store, he couldn't help but buy a bottle of wine.
He moved a chair and sat at the window. The lunch box was not opened, but the wine was opened first. Outside the window is the sun at 12:00 noon.
He closed his eyes and took a sip of wine. The bitter taste of beer filled his mouth, and He Ruge was a little unaccustomed to stuttering. It was obviously a slightly bitter smell of alcohol. Under the warm sunlight, he actually tasted a hint of sweetness.
He Ruge doesn't know how to drink. His only drinking experience was when he took a sip on the day of the graduation party at the end of the college entrance examination.
Beautiful youth.
The closed eyes opened again, looking straight at the noon sun.
He Ruge smiled and drank a whole bottle of beer. His eyes were shedding physiological tears from looking directly at the sun for too long.
But the black eyes soaked in tears still looked at the sunny sky.
This is my future,
look-
It's bright.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
He Ruge: Oh, I won't pay the courier fee
He Ruge: The holographic game is so fun, I'm bursting