I, Otto, create destruction in the world of mobile games

When purchasing the courtyard house, Otto actually equipped Xilin and Grayxiu's rooms with a computer, which could be considered as daily needs.

After contacting Changguang, Otto got two test accounts, and after investigating the detailed information, he retrieved a version that was closer to the competition.

Everything is ready, only coordination is needed.

Bronya was sitting in front of the computer, ready to go. Otto downloaded the test server on his mobile phone. His phone had a relatively high configuration, so he could play the game without any difficulty or lag.

To be honest, Otto was still very excited.

As the person who created Honkai Impact 3, he actually didn't play the game for very long. There were dedicated data planners and debuggers, so he didn't need to worry much about the gameplay.

After all, he is an extremely old captain.

Even if you don't play, you are still as good as ever. What's so difficult about a little cooperation?

Otto thought so, until...

"Dodge! Time and space rupture is very important! Move around, and use weapon skills to make up for it!"

"You have to learn how to calculate sp!"

"This can be optimized a little bit, by limiting the cooldown time of the dodge!"

In the courtyard, Otto sat in front of the computer. He looked at the gray screen with an indescribable mood, as if he had stepped on a landmine that he had buried for others.

I still clearly remember that Gray Xiu asked myself this question.

Is it difficult to dodge?

Now Otto knew.

It’s difficult. Very damn difficult!

"Are you sure, this is what you call simple?" Compared to these, Otto felt that he could not believe Yaya's nonsense. The simple thing you gamers talk about should all be put in quotation marks.

Be careful with these three words: take lightly, sell randomly, and wholesale!

"I say, why don't we use the stigmata of graduation, but instead do scraping here?"

He was shooting himself in the foot, but since he had promised Bronya, Otto could only continue practicing dodging. However, when it came to certain bosses, he had three or four-star stigmata, so the experience of fighting them was undoubtedly like being in prison.

"That's of course the mechanics of the competition. You only have a few limited equipment, and the rest are these stigmata. If we want to win, we still need a strategy!" Bronya said with a firm face. Moreover, she herself was testing a new set of configuration damage, which seemed to be a variety of stigmata that could be earned.

"Then why do you need a full number?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It's complete, I said there is an egg pool equipment. How can I test the damage without a complete configuration?" It was like a two-level reversal, and now Bronya patted Otto's shoulder with relief.

"It's okay. Just treat me like the axis. Tell me when to put down your weapons and when to dodge. Just put down the buff and I'll take care of the rest!"

"Hey, hey, why do I feel like you're helping me now?"

Otto was speechless, but as he spoke, he still performed the blood dance, brought a dodge, and applied the vulnerability buff, and successfully defeated the boss in a limit time.

"It's all the same, it's mutually beneficial."

Bronya gave a thumbs up, "Great! This time is very close to Kiana, just keep up this level."

"Can I ask you about the approximate value?" Otto scratched his head, and Bronya replied, "About 60%."

"A little more than half?"

Otto was numb. The more he looked at Yaya's thumb, the more he felt that she might have used the wrong finger.

Logically, the middle finger should fit very snugly.

"Hey, it's just a game. We don't have too many requirements for our assistant. Just do what I said before." Bronya spread her hands. She was still fiddling with the lineup and time planning.

Compared to Otto, she is stricter with herself.

This is beyond the scope of the game.

Otto moved his neck silently, then went back to bed and started practicing dodging again.

.....Time passed quickly, until Bronya finally used an unusual set of stigmata to deal a high amount of damage under various restrictions, and she stretched her body with peace of mind.

She wanted to cheer, but when she turned around, she saw Otto sleeping on the bed.

There is a warmth on her sleeping face.

Only when it was quiet did Bronya feel that this was just a young boy.

For some reason, Bronya suddenly had an idea. She stood on tiptoe, squatted beside Otto, and poked him slightly.

"You acted like an adult before, but now this is how you sleep?"

A very delicate face. Bronya hasn't met many boys, but to be honest, she thinks this guy's skin may be more delicate than hers.

The main reason is that Otto in the comics does so many evil things that it's easy for people to have preconceived notions about him.

But compared to the comics, Bronya was the first to come into contact with Otto, and her impression was actually closer to the man in Grayshue's painting.

"I feel like it will be pretty much the same when I grow up..."

"It feels like it would be very handsome. If that guy were here, I would probably pursue him like crazy."

"Wait, this guy has such fair skin, he can wear anything. But if it's women's clothing..."

Maybe it’s the comfortable atmosphere.

Or maybe it was because Bronya had never lived under the same roof with a boy. In short, after relaxing, her brain would deviate slightly in an inexplicable direction.

Normally, Bronya is always thinking about how to eat and how to make money.

And now, she was thinking in her head, what would Otto look like if he were dressed as a woman. The more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed.

This guy, can't he be prettier than me...

"What am I thinking about? Really? Ever since I came out, my brain has become dull and my personality has become much more indecisive." After realizing this, Bronya shook her head vigorously.

If black in reality is mixed with other colors, it will only be swallowed by the darkness.

Then memory presents another result. The dark past, when merged with pure white, may become another kind of white.

For example, Bronya now.

"How did I become a stupid Kiana?" Bronya was speechless, and when she looked at Otto's face, she snorted, as if complaining, but also as if she was thankful.

"It's all your fault! You cook such delicious food and look so pretty!"

"If possible, one day, I will let you wear women's clothes!" As if she had set an inexplicable goal, Bronya said it in a low voice and even laughed at herself.

"But I seem to have no place to sleep." Bronya scratched her head, and she realized that after Otto fell asleep, she couldn't open the doors of other rooms.

They are all locked.

It was so late, and it was not a good idea to look for Grace and Celine. As for Otto, waking him up was even worse.

Finally, Bronya turned off the computer and the lights.

Leaning in a corner, the movement was very skillful.

But she didn't expect that even though the posture was not very comfortable, the security brought by the environment made her fall asleep very quickly in such an unfamiliar room, which was something she didn't have in the orphanage.

And it was not a shallow sleep. The hands slid down quietly, and the soft murmur of "hum" from the corner of the mouth seemed as if he had let down his guard.

"Why did you save me..."

............In the darkness, until one moment, Otto sat up, sighed, and thought of the words he had heard before. He looked at Bronya with amusement and helplessness.

"I think the purpose of women's clothing shouldn't be to set up nonsensical flags."

Muttering to himself, Otto got off the bed and, using as little force as possible, carried Bronya to the other side of the bed.

Without any discomfort, Bronya rested her head on the pillow and turned sideways, her whole body occupying his entire bed for no reason.

That posture was even more comfortable than Otto himself sleeping.

It seemed that she was the hostess of the house, and Otto was a guest from afar.

Now, he had no place to sleep.

"Why do I feel like I want to live here for a long time?" Touching his nose, Otto could even imagine that one day in the future, he would be cooking for three people.

To be honest, these days seem to be pretty good.

Otto sat on the stool, looking at Bronya who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He reached out and covered the girl with a not-so-thick blanket.

"So, let down your guard as soon as possible. We also want to know what your past was like."

"I hope I can hear you tell it one day. I believe it will be a wonderful story."

Chapter 79: The story of Bronya and Seele, Gray Snake: Sky City exists!

“I haven’t slept so comfortably in a long time…”

At noon, when Bronya woke up, her head felt heavy, like a machine that had not been turned off for a long time. As if she had been sleeping for a long time, she raised her hands, stretched her waist, and relaxed her numb body.

The warm sunlight shone on her body, and the lazy and comfortable feeling gave rise to the idea of ​​taking a nap.

Sitting blankly on the bed, Bronya could remember that there was once someone she was talking to.

It is said that after leaving the organization, how can you enjoy life, sleep however you want every day, eat all the delicacies in the world, play all the games you want, see all the beautiful scenery, etc.

The soft voice echoed in my ears.

Yu Bronya suddenly felt that this might not be such a luxury.

Like eating delicious food and getting a good night's sleep.

"Wait, I remember that I slept in the corner last night..." When she began to wake up gradually, Bronya remembered that she was awake in the wrong place.

Could it be that I too would sleepwalk?

"This can't be some kind of witchcraft. I heard from Grayshuse that she would sleepwalk and wake up in this bed in the morning. Could I have fallen for it too?" Bronya muttered to herself.

Although her brain seemed clear, it was actually still in a state of chaos. At least, she did not realize that she had been watching the young man outside the door for a long time.

"I don't know whether it's witchcraft or not. I only know that someone occupied my bed and left me with no place to sleep." Otto was speechless about Bronya's self-narration. Standing at the outer door, he knocked on the door to get the girl's attention.

"I'm not a demon, so why would I let a guest sleep in the corner? But who would have thought that the seemingly honest Bronya would be so overbearing when she fell asleep. I had no choice but to sleep on the sofa that night."

"Is that so..."

For the first time, Bronya tilted her head a little embarrassedly, as if she could imagine that scene. She felt that her image might be ruined.

She now understood how Otto felt when his browser search history was seen when they first met.

"How can I lie to you?" Otto pretended to be serious, but in fact it was a joke; "Oh my, Miss Bronya, you won't find this place too comfortable and really plan to stay here."

"You have to pay the rent!"

"I'm afraid I don't have any money." Bronya curled her lips.

As the saying goes, accepting a little help from Otto is help, accepting more help is also help.

There is no difference between a little and more.

In fact, in this process, the relationship has surpassed that of others. Bronya once decided that she did not intend to get close to anyone.

Xier is special.

But she now discovered that Otto's shadow in her heart was growing bigger and bigger.

Some trends are unstoppable.

"What do you think of me?" Simply no longer maintaining her image, Bronya pointed at herself and pretended to sigh, like an exploited worker.

"If you really can keep me, I can only work for the boss with humiliation and hardship, right?"

"How's it going, Mr. Landlord? Do you have any work lately?"

"Hey, I'm not only the landlord, I'm also the chef." Hearing a new title, Otto remembered an anime.

But the difference is that the landlord is a girl and the tourist is a boy, as if Bronya and his identities have been swapped.

What that anime wants to express is probably that it's like getting to know strangers and having a sense of home when you get along with them.

Otto thought they looked quite similar.

Even though they were strangers, such as Grayshut, Celine, and Bronya, they didn't feel alienated when they got along with each other as if they were strangers.

Rolling up his sleeves, Otto turned around and asked before leaving the room: "There is life today, we will talk about this later. Our respected tenant, what would you like to eat today?"

"What's there?"

"Braised chicken, shredded pork with fish sauce, and boiled pork slices." Otto named the dishes, and Bronya was a little curious.