Bengtie, I have a Collapse simulator

There is no intrusion of collapse, the mother is also healthy, and the girl with dreams is working hard towards her goal. Ordinary, but very warm, everything goes with the flow, like snow melting in the warm spring, trickling water flowing slowly, clear and full of vitality.

There is no longer a test subject named Sirin, and no longer a Second Herrscher named Sirin.

That would be nice, wouldn't it?

Of course, all the clothes Gu Che wore afterwards were custom-made by the girl at high prices.

The holy mark on the palm of his right hand felt hot for a moment, and Gu Che withdrew his thoughts, feeling a little helpless and a little amused.

This is the first time I see someone being jealous of himself.

My sister is so willful, Gu Che sighed.

[Brother is the one! He already has Xilin, but he still flirts with other girls everywhere and claims sisters everywhere. He doesn't even take me, his sister, seriously! ] The girl's somewhat exasperated voice came from his mind. Just when he was about to refute, Xilin's next words made Gu Che speechless for a moment.

[It's always like this when Xilin is here. When Xilin is not here...]

[Xilin dare not even think about it! ]

Well, Gu Che didn't refute it, because he seemed to be wrong in this regard. After all, it was he who asked Bronya to call him brother in the beginning.

Now that the simulated combat assist function has been turned on, Gu Che has no reason not to call Xilin over. After all, they had made an agreement before.

The original plan was to have Xilin be by his side as a bodyguard until the end of the simulation, but plans can never keep up with changes.

Gu Che has discovered another use for "peaceful life".

[Peaceful life (purple): You yearn for a peaceful life and work hard to maintain it. You hate it when it is broken, and you also hate people and things that break it. (Peaceful life and you complement each other. (What bad intentions can you have? You just want to live a peaceful life.)]

[Note 1: A peaceful life has a limited ability to self-regulate, and has a certain resistance, stability, and resilience. (A peaceful life will actively help you correct the threats that affect your peaceful life. Please don't expect too much. It is useful, but not much.)]

[Note 2: A peaceful life is something that people yearn for. Do your best to maintain it. You won’t suffer any loss. (Since you can save up luck, then saving up some other things is not too much, right?)]

Gu Che once tried to pull Xilin over directly, but [Peaceful Life] gave a timely warning.

It does not recommend that Gu Che do so.

Suggestions? What Gu Che hates most is suggestions. If a website suggests not to visit, will you choose to quit?

Of course, ignore the risks and insist on visiting! So, the advice for talents...

He could only compromise and settle for the second best. Although Xilin was unwilling, she obediently returned to the Stigmata.

Xilin clearly wanted to hug her childhood brother, but it seems that this idea cannot be realized after all.

There is no way. When I was in school, the teacher suggested that I buy materials. Can I not buy them?

As for being a mercenary, this talent seemed to be dead and there was no reaction at all.

It seems that in its view, being a mercenary is also part of the job.

With a helpless sigh, Gu Che looked at the duck head beside him...

Bronya was still a little upset at this time. Seeing Gu Che looking at her, she said unhappily, "Brother Gu Che was teasing Bronya again. How rude."

"I was wrong." Gu Che apologized sincerely.

It has been a while since Maxim brought Bronya here, and the two have become quite familiar with each other. Bronya is no longer as unfamiliar as she was when they first met. She likes to visit Gu Che's house when she has nothing to do. Sometimes she sits there for a whole day, eating the snacks made by Gu Che while chatting with him about random things. She seems to be in a very good mood.

The time they spent together made Bronya realize that one can judge a person by their appearance.

Just like Gu Che, he seems to be simple and harmless, in fact, he is really simple and harmless. Although he has a fierce reputation, he is indeed a sunny and cheerful boy.

In order to deepen the relationship between the two children, Maxim even revealed the fact that the parents of both sides had arranged a marriage for the children. He seemed to want to play the work of a matchmaker, which made Gu Che sweat. He shouted that it was unnecessary while comforting the little angel in the stigmata space.

Maxim, this is not something you can say casually.

"Well, Bronya accepts your apology." The little duck head nodded with satisfaction, obviously very satisfied with Gu Che's show of weakness. He unconsciously raised his duck neck, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly, "Bronya wants compensation."

"It's all up to you." Gu Che said humbly.

"I'm hungry."

The duck head said this, which made Gu Che slightly stunned. Then he nodded, found an apron to put on, and walked straight into the kitchen.

Chapter 113: A drop from the sky? A green plum?!

I, Bronya Zajicek, have a fiancé, Gu Che, whom I have never met before.

Of course, this so-called child marriage was more like a joke between the parents of both sides after drinking. Even they themselves did not take it seriously. This is why Bronya had never heard of this matter after she was born.

Especially after the tragedy happened in the family, this child marriage as a joke was tacitly forgotten, as if it had never happened, until Maxim brought it up again.

However, both Bronya and Gu Che expressed resistance to this, and Maxim stopped talking about it afterwards.

Bronya doesn't like the feeling that her life is arranged, while Gu Che doesn't want his reliable image to become a copyable one.

Bronya couldn't help but look at her nominal brother - handsome and sunny, mature and steady, with a pleasing charm, kind and gentle, and a little bit dark. If you put aside his identity as a mercenary who killed people like crazy, the current Gu Che can indeed satisfy the childhood fantasies of thousands of girls.

It's a pity no.

Ever since the day Maxim brought Bronya to Gu Che, he often took her to visit Gu Che's home, and sometimes even threw her directly to Gu Che's care on the pretext of work. Over time, they naturally became familiar with each other.

Bronya didn't dislike this boy who treated himself as her brother as soon as they met.

Bronya stirred the coffee cup in her hand with some boredom and took a sip. The bitter taste of American coffee made the girl frown slightly.

"But the coffee is not to your liking?" The boy next to him was still as concerned as ever.

Bronya shook her head: "It's not that I don't like it, I'm just not used to it. I hope Brother Gu Che won't misunderstand me."

"Look, look, I told you my coffee is bitter, but you didn't believe me. I'll return the cup of milk to you." Gu Che smiled helplessly and pushed his cup of milk over. Bronya took it uncomfortably and drank it in small sips to hide her embarrassment. She glanced at Gu Che from time to time. When Gu Che noticed her, she pretended to be casual, which made Gu Che even funnier.

Perhaps she was a little uncomfortable, so Bronya changed the subject: "Speaking of which, as a mercenary, is it really okay to hand over the mission directly to the employer? Generally speaking, can't we just deposit it directly into the account?"

Yes, Bronya has determined to become a mercenary as powerful as Gu Che. Gu Che found her a commission, and Bronya successfully completed it as expected. Now she is just waiting for the final handover and will get a considerable reward.

The atmosphere of the cafe is quite good, filled with a faint aroma of coffee. The sunlight shines through the blinds and softly falls on the wooden floor of the cafe.

Exquisite wooden tables and chairs, art paintings on the wall, and melodious light jazz music fill the entire cafe with a soothing atmosphere. Compared with the busy city, this small corner of the cafe is indeed a quiet harbor.

Gu Che sat by the window, looking at the pedestrians passing by on the street. When he heard Bronya's words, he replied:

"The other party seems to be interested in forming a long-term cooperation with us, and is willing to pay more."

Bronya was slightly stunned. She admitted that the temptation of adding money was indeed hard to refuse. Then Gu Che's words made her firm in her determination.

"Don't worry, I'll help if you need me."

This is not arrogance.

Gu Che wants to live a peaceful life, but that doesn't mean he can't break such a life.

He already had a rough idea of ​​the basic situation of this world. There were no super stupid goose people, nor were there any world snakes hiding in the darkness. Even the Herrscher had only appeared for a while.

It can be said with confidence that in this world, unless the Ruler of Herrsch steps out, he is already invincible.

"Hello, here are your desserts." A waitress dressed as a maid walked over and put down the dessert in her hand.

Gu Che turned his eyes away from the endless stream of people on the street. He first saw the new desserts on the table. He was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "I didn't order these, did I make a mistake?"

As he spoke, Gu Che looked at the maid with short gray-gold hair who brought the dessert over, and his puzzled expression suddenly froze.

This is England. Maids wearing maid outfits are not common, but they are not rare either. Similarly, girls with the same hair color and hairstyle are not rare, but...

Gu Che looked at the maid who was still smiling and maintaining her elegant posture, and fell into deep thought.

Short gray-blond hair, burgundy eyes, and a teardrop mole at the corner of her right eye. Who else could this be but Rita?

Although she looks younger and has smaller breasts than the one he met in Tianqiong City, this is indeed Rita, and Gu Che will not make a mistake.

"You're not mistaken." Rita said politely, holding the plate, "Because this is what I ordered for you two."

Gu Che frowned and said suddenly: "The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth."

Rita put away her smiling expression and said seriously, "The duck is 1.5 meters tall."

Gu Che's expression eased a bit, and he continued, "The pagoda suppresses the sea monster."

"Brazil doesn't grow tall." Rita answered fluently.

"Very good, Miss Rita Rossweisse, please take a seat." Gu Che nodded with satisfaction and extended an invitation, but Rita did shake her head, raised the plate in her hand, and smiled apologetically.

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask the store manager for leave."

"???"

No, you really became a maid?!

Gu Che thought that the maid outfit was just Rita's personal hobby, but he didn't expect that it had become a real job here.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Gu Che picked up the coffee beside him, took a sip, and immediately put on a mask of pain.

It’s really bitter.

"What is pressed duck?" Bronya came over at this time, tilted her duck head and asked in confusion.

"Have you seen the little yellow duck in the bathroom that squeaks when you pinch it?" Gu Che asked. Bronya nodded slightly after hearing this, but she didn't understand why Gu Che asked this.

"Because the little yellow duck's lower body is straight, and the code just now requires five words to correspond to each other, we can only compress it and take the most distinctive features." Gu Che explained without blushing, and Bronya nodded thoughtfully. She felt that it made sense, but she always felt that something was strange.

"Banya, Banya, the pronunciation of its name is somewhat similar to Bronya's..." the little duck murmured.

"It's just a coincidence, just a coincidence." Gu Che said awkwardly. He was already unable to cope with it, but Rita took a leave and came back like a miracle.

"Hello, Miss Rita Rossweisse. I'm White Dove and she's Silver Wolf."

"Mr. White Dove, just call me Rita," the elegant maid chuckled, "Come to think of it, your code names are quite in sync, and they look alike..."

"Zoo, right?" Gu Che laughed, "I think so too, but this code name is pretty cool, isn't it? I personally don't like code names that are too childish and silly."

Maybe Rita doesn't have the strength of S-level in the future, but the fact that she doesn't look down on Gu Che and Bronya just because they are children is enough to make Gu Che look up to her.

The future S-class Valkyrie's business capabilities are still good.

Bronya nodded in agreement. The Ural Silver Wolf was so cool.

"Hehe," Rita chuckled pleasantly, then produced a safe from somewhere and placed it directly on the table.

"This is the reward. Tianming is very satisfied with this cooperation."

Gu Che picked up the suitcase, weighed it for a moment, and asked, "US dollars?"

"No, it's pounds."

Gu Che nodded in satisfaction and put the box aside. As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway. An expert can tell whether there is money or not at a glance. Just by weighing it a little, Gu Che roughly knew how much money was inside. After hearing that it was British pounds, he was even more satisfied.

The purchasing power of the pound is still higher than that of the dollar at this moment.

"Another point is that we at Tianming would like to propose long-term cooperation with you two. I wonder if you are interested." Rita continued.

"tell me the story."

"We need you two to infiltrate an organization as our spies and investigate intelligence about a person." Rita continued, "But this mission may take a little long..."

"Tell me more details, otherwise it will be difficult for me to make a decision." Gu Che interrupted. In his previous life, he hated the riddle man who only spoke halfway.

Rita hesitated for a moment, but finally made a choice. She looked at Bronya and continued:

"Does Mr. White Dove know about St. Freya's Academy?"

..........................

"Wow, is this the Saint Freya that woman mentioned?" Bronya held Gu Che's hand and looked around curiously, like a newborn baby, feeling curious about everything around her and having a strong desire to explore.

Gu Che also felt a little strange when he saw Bronya like this. In reality, Bronya rarely had emotional fluctuations because her emotional center was damaged, so her face was basically expressionless and extremely rational.

Although the simulated Bronya doesn't show much emotion, that's just because she is not good at expressing herself. In fact, she still has a lot of inner drama. Occasionally, when she gets irritated, she will get so angry that she will hit Gu Che with her little fist, with her face full of grief and anger, which is quite cute.

"Don't just stare, Bronya. We were recommended to enroll here. Don't forget that." Gu Che reminded, and tightened his grip on the little hand that was about to break free.

"Bronya knows." It was as if her burning enthusiasm was suddenly poured with a bucket of cold water. Bronya suddenly lost interest and returned to her cold expression of "no strangers allowed". However, there were indeed not many people around.

Holding Bronya, Gu Che knocked on the door of the principal's office.

"Ah?!...Who is it? Wait a moment." First there was an exclamation, followed by a dense and heavy sound of packing up debris. Gu Che and Bronya stood at the door and waited for a while. A white-haired dwarf nun finally opened the door.

White hair, blue eyes, dwarf figure, wearing nun's clothing, one can tell at a glance that he is the famous dwarf principal of Saint Freya.

"Hello, Ms. Theresa, we are students who are recommended to enroll here." Gu Che greeted Theresa, whose face was full of dignity, and handed over the recommendation letter that Rita had prepared for them.

"Okay, I understand. Come in first." Theresa nodded, took it naturally, made way for the door and let the two in.

Approaching the room, Gu Che casually checked the layout of the room and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

To describe it in three words, it's dirty and messy. It's not much different from some of the boys' dormitories in Gu Che's previous life. If it were a high school dormitory, the hygiene conditions of this office would be so bad that the whole class would have to sweep the corridor for a week.