There are unforeseen circumstances, and people have good fortunes, such as Han Yanyan, she dies with a click.

She is also aggressive.

She drove her car and conceived a new story as she drove. The night sky above her head suddenly glowed with dazzling light. Her last memory was the white light that could not be opened at all, and a van rushed towards her, and the picture of the memory was fixed.

In fact, what made her more aggressive than quacking and dying was that she was conscious after she died! It turns out that the soul really exists?

She was standing in a pure white space at this moment. Above and below the head and feet are white, pure white and bright, but you don't know where the light comes from. In such a weird space, Han Yanyan didn't panic, but walked away in a hurry.

Either Meng Po Tang or Heaven, there must be a guide in those myths, and Han Yanyan is quite confident that they do not need to worry about them.

Sure enough, she only took a few steps, and a voice rang out in the space. But this is neither Meng Po nor an angel, but a robotic electronic synthesizer.

"Han Yanyan, you have been selected." The voice said.

Hearing the name "Han Yanyan", Han Yanyan was shocked. But she remained calm and didn't say anything. She just quietly swept the top of the pure white luminous head quietly, hoping to find the source of the voice.

No one talked, and after a few seconds of embarrassment, the electronic sound had to bite the bullet and went on to say, "You are selected by the" fast-wearing world ". Next, you will travel to different worlds as a tasker and complete the system communication. Here's your task. "

After experiencing the surprise brought by her name, the word "quickly wear the world" could not bring more accidents to Han Yanyan. When she heard the electronic sound, she moved her eyebrows slightly, and her expression remained unchanged.

After experiencing the embarrassment just now, this time the electronic sound no longer plays the tricks of tricks and tricks, and directly tells straightforwardly: "You will enter different worlds and attack different target characters. I will give you certain abilities or conditions to assist You get the job done more efficiently. "

The electronic sound uses a very familiar word of Korean smoke, saying, "Korean smoke, what 'golden finger' do you want, you can put it here."

Also, "Fast Wearable World" has appeared, can "Golden Finger" be far behind?

Han Yanyan didn't directly ask for Golden Finger, but calmly asked, "Am I dead? I mean I am real."

The electronic voice said, "Not yet, but not far from death."

Han Yanyan frowned.

The electronic voice said: "So you are very lucky to meet me. If you can complete the task I entrusted to you, I will save your body and give you a surprising reward. So now we get to the topic, In the fast-wearing world, what cheat do you want? "

Han Yanyan noticed that the premise of rescuing her and rewarding her was "complete the task". What if it could not be completed? Han Yanyan felt that there was no need to ask more questions, the answer was actually very simple and clear.

She looked down for a moment, and raised her eyes: "If it is a peaceful world, I will have a beautiful face, and my waist will be entangled. If it is life-threatening, I want to show my strength."

The electronic tone was silent. Han Yanyan was not in a hurry, so he stood quietly waiting for an answer.

After a long time, the electronic voice said, "Sorry, your condition cannot be met."

Han Yanyan: "..."

The electronic voice said: "Peerless beauty, waist-wrapped power and explosive power, the three conditions you listed almost constitute perfect conditions. According to past experience, those who have perfect conditions have a higher probability of failure. We decided to give only You restrict conditions. "

Han Yanyan keenly captured the keyword "us".

The electronic voice said, "About cheat fingers, we will discuss it later. Now, do you have any questions about the task?"

"Yes." Han Yanyan said, "What is the task? What are the requirements of the strategy? How is the task completed? What are the criteria?"

"You will enter one or more ... definitely several worlds!" Said Dian Yin, "In each world, there is a main character to be attacked. Your goal is to ... change him and let him have Variety."

This time, Han Yanyan genuinely showed her on her face.

"What is this mission?" She frowned. "How is it a change? How do I know that the mission goals have changed? How is this measured?"

The electronic sound "coughed": "In short, my own standard of measurement is beyond the scope of your understanding, so don't ask more."

What the hell? People's fast-wearing, either by raiding someone, and having a favorable score of one hundred is a perfect score, or fulfilling the original owner ’s will, and dissolving the original owner ’s obsession even after passing the customs. In short, there are clear standards for measuring. How come to her, so vague?

"You don't need to worry about these. I scanned you. You are a very potential builder. I am very optimistic about you. You try it first, and a simple one ... oh!" Electronic Audio said half of it, suddenly abruptly Only anxiously, "I forgot to tag you!"

Then the last memory in Han Yanyan's mind was the mechanical, synthesizing electronic voice that said coldly, "Mark."

Before talking, it was still human, but this "mark" seems to have suddenly lost all feelings, and the words outlined by hearing are like a cold machine.

After this cold "mark", nothing seemed to happen. Han Yanyan is still standing in this white light space, but his brain is empty, and it seems a little dazed.

It seems ... forgot something important ...

"Well, please prepare, I will send you in." Dian Yin said, "This is your specialty. I hope you can perform well and don't let me down. Just as you said, let that ... that The goal is to fall in love with you, if love really can change a person like you said. "

The electronic sound paused and said coldly, "Remember, your body is dying, and whether you can live or not depends on your performance. If you perform well, I can not only save you, but also reward you. You Disappoint me, let it die. "

After Han Yanyan's brain experienced a moment of nagging and bewilderment, he frowned when he heard the words of electronic sounds. There are too many inexplicable things and too many questions to ask, but the electronic voice did not give her any chance to ask questions. After intimidating Han Yanyan, she said without emotion and mechanically: "The world is generated."

The white light disappeared in front of Han Yanyan's eyes, and a moment of darkness closed her eyes involuntarily.

At the moment when my eyes were closed, a lot of information poured into my head.

Here ... is a modern urban background. She, Han Yanyan, is a little white-collar worker who came from a grass-roots origin and wandered in a metropolis. Rent a house, there is no constant production, moonlight, it can be said that it is poor and white.

After receiving the background information and his own personal information, Han Yanyan looked down, held the mug in his hand, and looked around again. The place he was in seemed to be a tea room. In the middle of thinking, the door of the tea room was pushed open, and a girl's excited face popped up: "Smoke! Smoke! Come soon! Someone will send you flowers!"

Talking, he couldn't help but grab Han Yanyan's wrist and pulled her out.

Li Yan, colleague, roommate sharing room.

Information was quickly generated in Han Yanyan's mind. She was pulled away by Li Yan's wrist, and as her feet stepped out of the threshold, a living world unfolded in front of her eyes.

A grid of office space, typing keyboards, making phone calls, flipping through data, talking ... It's a busy office. At this time, several female colleagues were crowding around her work station, seeing her come out and joking about her.

"Yanyan, is this a boyfriend?"

"It's not cheap for such a large bouquet of perfume lilies."

"Wow, I'm so envious."

Before Han Yanyan saw it, he first smelled the pungent aroma. She walked over, others turned away, and saw a large bunch of lilies lying quietly on her desk, particularly piercing.

When the Lord came back, my colleagues joked a few words and went back to work. Han Yanyan sat back in his seat and pulled out the card between the flowers to open it.

【Thank you. ——Zheng Ye】

And a 100,000 cash check is attached to the card.

Everything that the eye sees is converted into a signal that is fed back to the brain. Many information that has not been available before in a second is triggered and activated-as if that information has been there all the time, waiting for any keywords to trigger.

Zheng Zheng, President of the Zheng Group, is the premier rich man in C City.

Two days ago, Zheng Ye's mother had an accident and needed blood transfusions. She is rh-negative, a rare panda blood. Coincidentally, Han Yanyan who went to the hospital to visit a friend was also rh-negative, and even rolled up his sleeves to donate blood.

Everyone turned around the distinguished lady, and Han Yanyan, who had donated blood, left without a word. In the corridor, a group of men in black suits broke in like a gust of wind. They could not help but pull her aside and clear the way around one of the men in the crowd. Han Yanyan had just lost a lot of blood, and he was dizzy. He hit the wall and hit a bag on his head. He fainted for a long time and left slowly.

And to the man, she didn't even see a back view, her sight was blocked by a group of big men in black suits, and she only heard the leather shoes stepping on the floor, hurriedly and forcefully.

Of course, "Han Yanyan" so far is more like a character, a symbol. The real Han Yanyan opened his eyes in this world only two minutes ago.

Han Yanyan held the thank you card and cash cheque at this moment. The activation information in her mind made her know that the man surrounded by the black suit the night before was Zheng Zheng, the man she wanted to attack in this world.

At each other, he got off the plane, heard the news of his mother's accident, and whistled all the way from the airport. It's a filial son, but he doesn't take others seriously, such as a passerby clerk like Han Yanyan. For Han Yanyan, who almost saved Mrs. Zheng's life, there were only the words "thank you" fluttering, not to say in person.

Oh, of course, there are 100,000 checks. This is not a trivial matter. In fact, Han Yanyan has just worked for less than a year, and his salary is less than 100,000 a year.

For Han Yanyan, a small employee, 100,000 yuan is heavy. For the rich and powerful Zheng Zheng, the problems that money can solve are not problems.

The typical overbearing president Cinderella should not be too strong.

When Han Yanyan was not famous before, his writings could not make money, and his life depended on being a gunman to support people. She can write 30,000 words a day, similar to the overbearing president Wen Taoluwen wrote to vomit. No wonder the electronic voice said "this is yours", this is really hers.

Overbearing president ... Han Yan yanked his mouth slightly, put the card in the drawer, tore the check into pieces, and threw it into the trash.

The overbearing president saw more women, and the man who can eat and live in this kind of man must be a Cinderella who is upright, kind, pure, and does not love money at all!