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Chapter 819 14. The Second Week

Musu was not very satisfied with the option for the second week.

Obviously, it would be more neat to replace option one with "stuck a mug into the manager's ass to see if I can travel back in time".

Although there is not much difference between No. [-] and No. [-], Mu Su led his friends to choose No. [-] out of nostalgia.

In the final 5:0:4, the sane team of Transparent Bridge got their first blood. They just want to live a peaceful life.

Rohard went to pick up the coffee in silence, the bloodthirsty and coldness of the late last week had faded from his body, it seemed that Richard had no memory of last week.

The transparent bridge looked at the screen where Rohard went to pick up the coffee honestly, and felt that the fake Rohard was worthy of being the film king, and there was no trace of performance at all, but it was a blessing in disguise, the secondary task [Whispers to Death] has been completed, three teeth start.

[Good ending and bad ending] It is still unfinished. Obviously, there is no bad ending in the first episode, and it has nothing to do with the good ending.

tear-

Rohard tore open the instant coffee bag, poured it into a mug, threw away the empty bag, picked up boiling hot water and poured it in, the powder melted, and the rich aroma wafted up.

Grabbing the handle of the cup, Rohard returned to the work seat, put down the mug full of boiling coffee, and continued to type today's "work", the letter that could not understand its meaning.

clack clack clack clack -

As time passed, at a certain moment, the office door behind Rohard pushed open, and the middle-aged manager poked his head out: "Rohard, is my coffee ready?"

despair--

A pair of fleshy hands rested on the keyboard, and Rohard turned his head to look at the mug on the table. The rising heat was already as thin as the morning mist.

New options emerge.

【Give it to him】

[Pours out the coffee and stuffs the mug up the manager's ass]

[Shove a coffee-filled mug up the manager's ass]

Cen Yingying chose option one, and the transparent bridge quickly followed.

She has analyzed that players' choices will affect Rohard's character, which is why this option becomes a fixed option after several... attacks on the backyard.

Now, she wants to erase this horrible option from Rohard's hobby.

5:0:4, Musu and his friends lost to the rational team.

Rohard picked up the mug and handed it to the middle-aged manager. The middle-aged manager took it with a smile, caressed Rohard's palm, passed through Rohard's fingers, folded them together and grabbed the handle of the cup—this is very reasonable, Who made the cup only have one handle?
Rohard silently withdrew his palm, and the middle-aged manager took a sip and praised: "I like the taste of your brew more and more."

It is also reasonable that Rohard has made coffee more than once, and of course he will become more and more proficient at the craft.

The middle-aged manager who raised his orchid fingers and held the mug returned to the office, and the wooden door closed again.

Rohard continued to work with his head down.

If you're not looking at Rohard's computer screen, he's an ordinary office worker, hard at work.

During this period, a female employee held a stack of materials, hoping that Rohard could copy them for him, and options emerged.

【Stuff the data into the butt of the printer】

[If you are free tonight, maybe I can consider helping you]

[If your ass is free, maybe I can consider helping you]

Don't be silly, sister-in-law, I don't hit women.

Mu Su, who is the incarnation of the sin-killing Virgin Mary with a benevolent heart, smiled gently, and his name appeared after option two.

It’s just that Musu’s two wings and pendants didn’t think so, or maybe it was inertia—they chose option three at the same time.

What's going on with this option... Transparent Bridge frowned, two of the three options were mental pollution, and one was relatively normal, but it didn't look like what Rohard was going to do.

Focusing on option one, Transparent Bridge was a little unsure whether this was a normal choice—what if it meant it literally?

Pick one, it's just a printer anyway.

There can never be an employee called a printer.

The result was 5:1:3, poor Musu was abandoned by his little friend.

Rohard took the documents, silently accepted the thanks from the female staff and came to the printer with the documents in his hands.

Transparent Bridge mentioned in his heart——

Fortunately, "stuffing the data into the printer's ass" is just an adjective. Rohard printed normally, sent it to the female employee, and returned to work after bearing another thank you in silence.

During the period, there were several options to pop up, but the transparent bridge team was unstoppable, and everything was proceeding according to their choices—just like Zhoumu Musu led.

Transparent Bridge is also keenly aware of the subtle differences between the second week and the first week.

In some popups, Sanity, Rohard, and Chaos can get confused and hard to tell apart.

Transparent Bridge is not sure whether it is because the second week's game has increased the difficulty, or some hidden dangers of the first week's game have been inherited by the second week's game, but as long as Cen Yingying does not rebel, she will not lose.

The alarm clock on the desk pointed to 12 o'clock, and it was time for lunch break.

The employees in the office left in twos and threes. Rohard also closed the newly created text file, and even chose to save it. He grabbed the work card and put it around his neck as he walked out of the office.

Ding--

The elevator door opened, and the crowded elevator scene emerged.

[Maybe we should go down the stairs]

【Put yourself into the elevator's ass】

[Transform into a beautiful girl and fly out]

Apparently for Rohard, squeezing into a packed elevator was also an option.

Musu and his friends wanted to see the beautiful girl transform, but the rational people team didn't want to.

5:0:4, Musu is only a little away from seeing the transformation.

Always just that.

Rohard went downstairs and entered the noisy cafeteria. There was a long line in front of the window——

【recently losing weight】

【Honestly line up】

【What to eat outside】

The options faded away, and Rohard stood behind the line.

A few minutes later, he was standing in front of the window, and the chef was asking him what he would like to eat.

【"Recently losing weight"】

[puts a hundred dollars into the chef's pocket and says he deserves it]

[Try the length of the spoon or the length of the chef's rectum]

Rohard found an empty seat with a vegetable-based dinner plate, and ate in silence.

It was the same in the afternoon, Rohard was typing on the keyboard boringly, writing something of unknown meaning, just like every day.

Finally, the evening sun disappeared between the building and the sparkling ocean.

Rohard picked up his satchel with cartoon women on it, queued up to check in, and took the mass rapid transit system back home.

Chinese restaurant fast food boxes and pizza boxes overflowed from trash cans, and dirty footprints were all over the floor.

Snapped--

Rohard put on his slippers, turned on the lights and the TV in the living room, took off his satchel and threw it on the sofa, and walked into the same messy bedroom amidst the news broadcast.

He didn't turn on the bedroom light, but turned on the desk lamp, and sat in the chair in the layered dim light.

Choices slowly emerge at this point.

【write diary】

【write diary】

【write diary】

The situation suddenly became a little strange. Although there was no difference between the three options, Transparent Bridge and the others still chose the most normal-looking option [-], just like Musu and the others who chose the most chaotic-looking option [-].

wow-

Rohard opened the drawer.

A diary lay quietly in a drawer, along with a Glock pistol.

Half of the pistol was in shadow, like Rohard's face.

(End of this chapter)