The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Chapter 60 Hello, Bastard

"I got this job?"

"right."

"I..."

Lu Yuan scratched his head, looking at the contract on the table with a puzzled expression.

This is a good thing.

After all, he couldn't find a job that paid 30,000 yuan a month even if he had a lantern.

But this job came too easily for him.

This forced him to carefully review the contents of the contract.

It's okay if you don't look at it.

Upon closer inspection...

What does it mean to be responsible for one's own life and death?

"Our boss is very ruthless. We originally wanted to sign a waiver of liability, but the law doesn't allow it..." After saying this, the bald man, perhaps noticing Lu Yuan's hesitation, added, "Don't worry, no knives will be used. It's just sparring. No one will die."

Lu Yuan did hesitate.

But he was really envious of that money.

"Is the workplace in Nanjiang?"

"It's in Nanjiang."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Lu Yuan nodded with difficulty.

As long as he's still in China, he'll be fine. He doesn't believe he can be killed as a sparring partner.

When you're risking your life, nothing matters.

"If you breach the contract midway, you will have to pay a penalty."

"Okay, I understand."

Lu Yuan signed the contract.

It's just getting beaten up, who cares?

"Okay, you can come to work next week."

"When can I see the boss?"

"The boss is handling some business in Taiwan and will be coming over next week."

"it is good."

Lu Yuan got up, took his copy of the contract, and left.

The instant his figure disappeared through the gate.

The bald man picked up his phone almost immediately.

"Boss, we might have found the right person this time. His surname is Lu, he's twenty, and he can sing 'Little Jasmine'."

"Did you take any photos?"

"It's been taken."

The bald man quickly sent the photo over.

Five seconds later, a voice that sounded like it was being clenched through teeth came from the other end of the phone.

"Break his legs and tie his hands."

"Young lady, it's illegal to detain you here."

"Can't I even be stabbed twice?"

"This really won't work."

"This won't work, that won't work, wait for me!"

...

The school's procedures are all done, and I've found a job.

Lu Yuan resumed his leisurely life.

He is not only about to receive a large salary.

You don't have to pay for meals at school.

When he shared this with the trio of Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, all three raised the same question.

"Brother Lu, are you living off a woman?"

"Your brother Lu will never be a kept man!"

Listen to how strong human jealousy can be!

What do you mean I'm a kept man?!

To be a kept man, you need at least one woman, right?

"The girls in the women's self-defense club have all deleted me."

Lu Yuan felt depressed whenever this matter was brought up.

Why is everything going smoothly except for my love life?

"Why bother looking at school? The girls at the boxing gym are all athletic; why don't you just go to the boxing gym and meet them?"

That makes sense.

Lu Yuan nodded, agreeing with the assessment.

He picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, and got up to leave the table.

He brushed past Shang Qingya.

Every time he ate, Shang Qingya would walk a hundred steps in front of him.

I don't know what's wrong with this person.

He's become numb to it all now.

"My plan worked!"

Shang Qingya stared at Lu Yuan's retreating figure, speaking excitedly.

Qingqing looked puzzled: "How did you figure that out?"

"This time he didn't say I couldn't give up my seat!"

"Brother, they've already finished eating!"

"The proof is valid, isn't it! As long as he's kept away from girls, he'll eventually give in!"

...

A week has passed.

It's finally the weekend again.

Lu Yuan turned on the computer in the room and skillfully lay down on the bed.

He's going to play video games.

Hopefully this battle will be exhilarating!

Welcome to the life simulation game.

Your simulated identity is: a fake underling who has just joined a mafia gang.

[Simulation Goal: Become a great gangster's underling.]

"If you're going to be a boss, just say you're a boss! What does it mean to become a great gangster henchman?!"

You're strolling down the street when you stumble upon a group of old men recruiting extras. They promise you 200 yuan a day, plus meals, so you happily go inside.

[But once you entered the hall, you realized it was the funeral of the previous leader of the Five Lakes Gang.]

The reason for needing to hire extras is simple: due to the aging problem within the gang, the traditional factions of the Five Lakes Gang have very few young people, and a group of old men alone cannot keep up the scale of the operation.

In contrast, the reformist faction, by developing new industries and breaking away from traditional gangster businesses, enjoys strong support among young people.

You look at the clearly divided seating in the auditorium: on one side, lifeless old men; on the other, energetic young people. Sparks fly between their gazes, as if they might pull out pistols and fire at any moment.

At this moment, you hesitated, wanting to turn and leave, but the attendant at the door told you that no one was allowed to leave before the funeral was over.

You've decided to forgo the two hundred yuan and choose an alliance that can help you survive.

How would you like to choose?

how to choose?

Even a fool knows who has the advantage.

Those old men probably have trouble even going to the toilet, asking them to pull out guns is just ridiculous!

You almost immediately gravitated towards the reformist faction on the right.

The reformist faction saw you as a young person drawn to the club's activities and attracted by your reputation, casting approving glances your way. You quickly integrated into their group.

[You speak loudly with them, joining them in belittling the old gang leader and the conservatives, rebuking the old gang leader for his chaotic private life, and scolding those old fogies for still clinging to the entertainment industry, such as casinos and karaoke bars.]

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Fortunately, this conversation made you realize what emerging industries are in the eyes of innovators.

Cross-border money laundering and electronic fraud.

At this moment, you think working in the entertainment industry might not be so bad.

You know you definitely can't join them, but that doesn't stop you from saying something flattering to avoid trouble.

[But when the eldest brother, with his slicked-back hair, hands you the keepsake, indicating that you should go to the ancestral hall after the funeral to pass through the fire and recite vows, and from then on, you know you're doomed; you're now tied to this pirate ship.]

The reformers are forcing you to rebel!

However, if they were to leave now, they would not only incur the hatred of the reformers but also fail to gain the approval of the traditionalists.

After all, the old man who had just promised him two hundred yuan was glaring at him fiercely.

At this critical moment, you stood up and left the seats of the reformers, but you did not go to the seats of the traditionalists.

You walked straight to the old gang leader's memorial tablet. You counted, it took you nine steps in total. The moment you knelt before the tablet, your eyes were already brimming with tears. You cried out in a heart-wrenching voice, "Dad, I'm here!"

Cao Zhi could compose a poem in seven steps, while you could only recognize your father in nine.

You feel you're no different from Cao Zhi; you're both just trying to save your life.

[No one stopped you, thanks to your mainland accent and the old gang leader's reputation. He once famously said: "Mr. Jin Yong followed me for three years and wrote Duan Zhengchun, yet everyone still looks at this mainland illegitimate child with great curiosity."]

Of course, being a child born out of wedlock won't save your life.

[This might even increase your chances of being shot by a stray bullet. After all, without any legal status, you might be less valuable than a bullet, but with the status of being an illegitimate child, you suddenly become worth a lot.]

So after you kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, you said with snot and tears streaming down your face, "Dad, you said you wanted me to carry your coffin, and now I'm here."

Nobody thought anything was wrong; carrying the coffin was your duty, until they saw you climbing into it.

[Helping a coffin means supporting the coffin, not climbing on it.]

Someone loudly berates you for being impolite, and you retort: "This is a custom from my hometown, what do you know?"

The old-fashioned traditionalists will certainly not approve of this behavior; it's a direct violation of their bottom line.

But what the reformers love most is provoking the traditionalists' bottom line.

[And so a new round of verbal sparring began, with hints of impending violence, while no one paid any attention to you in the coffin.]

A satisfied smile spread across your face. Now no one can kill you.

"Want to kill me? Then shoot the dead old gang leader!"

Are you deaf?! I'll let you have your way! Shoot the old gang leader!

[Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness are the unshakable foundations of gang culture; no one would dare to do such a thing in public.]

[You closed your eyes, trying not to look at the old gang leader, muttering to yourself, "I'm sorry, I allowed you to be my dad for one day, but now you are my dad. Confucius said that if a son is not taught, it is the father's fault. I did something so presumptuous, don't you think you're also at fault?"]

[You swear that once you get out, you'll burn a hundred paper dolls of beautiful women and a hundred luxury villas for the old gang leader...]

You were painting a rosy picture for the old boss like reciting a menu, until you suddenly realized something.

[You are standing on a hard wooden plank, and there are also hard wooden planks on your left and right sides; there is nothing else.]

There is no trace of the old gang leader's body here!

In a cramped space.

Lu Yuan's eyes widened, and he was sweating profusely.

If this is a paranormal event, it's terrifying.

If it's not a paranormal event, then it's even more terrifying.

This means that the old gang leader's empty coffin was part of a huge conspiracy.

Who is the most dangerous person in this conspiracy?

He was the first to expose the conspiracy.

Lu Yuan's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he keenly raised his head to see if anyone had noticed him.