Chapter 344 Bastard, what are you going to do with me? !
November 13th.
Morning.
[The ‘Parasite’ world is open]
[Difficulty: High]
[The player starts the 'intermediate' or above difficulty trial for the first time. Important instructions are as follows. (optional skip)]
Is it really changed to high difficulty?
Su Ming didn’t click skip. Just feeling An Shiyao's little movements...
The enemy is caused by the difficulty?
You shouldn't give in at this time, just think about what you thought before...you have to pass it no matter what the difficulty level is.
If you want to become stronger and become truly fearless, but also want to always be at ease, that's impossible. For example, when I just graduated and started working, my boss told me that I could take weekends off, but my original salary of 5,000-8,000 was only entitled to 5,000 because there was no overtime pay. If you need money, you have to spend more time.
As for social animals, their efforts are often not proportional to their rewards. In contrast... Dreaming Game is very conscientious.
【1: 'Players who are trying on high' difficulty or above will usually not get the best gaming experience. 】
【2: Players' abilities will be limited with probability. 】
【3: Players usually need more tedious tasks to complete. 】
[4: More regulations. To ensure player experience, players will be required to enter the trial and experience it step by step... Players are welcome to provide feedback. The final right of interpretation belongs to Dream Games. 】
【Do you enter "Parasite" immediately? 】
【……】
Su Ming wanted to curse.
Since I didn’t skip it, why don’t you explain it one by one?
As for giving feedback...tmd would you like to see what you are talking about? From beginning to end, is there anything to like about the game? feedback? After the feedback, I should add that all interpretation rights rest with the game. Even if there is a feedback button, it can only be regarded as someone suing me, right?
【"Yes" will be selected by default after 00:09:56】
【The auxiliary NPC 'Miao Xueer Eliza' will be locked after 00:09:56】< br>
【……】
However, we still have to enter.
If you don't go, even if the matter in 2067 is solved... there will still be a goddess. Although it's far away.
There is also the matter of Xiaoye.
Who knows that one day Xia You's body will suddenly become unhappy and do something.
“…”
Did An Shiyao think she had already started?
Lying on his chest, he didn't do anything... he just put his face there. Breathe a sweet breath.
According to theory, even if there is some nightmare level difficulty, as long as the reward is to directly become a 'god', you will go, right?
There should be no pressure at all.
To put it bluntly, if the situation is not good, you can complete the second task and leave directly. Usually the hardest task is the third one.
Being a staff member is the right thing to do.
At least An Shiyao can not stick to her identity as a businessman, and maybe she can become good friends with those aliens because of her generous nature. If you can do more research...for example, your body can make the blood of succubi and vampires purer. Is there any way to make them better?
No matter what happens, Aunt Eliza has the ability to bless the blood of others. When Xia Ye comes back, we can try to start from that aspect.
One aspect is complete.
At least somewhere else... Su Ming thought, it would be a good idea if he could make up for it. Moreover, An Shiyao had brought it up before, saying that she felt inferior because of her weakness.
So, the face lying on his chest raised his face, but his body was still pressed against him. Did he want to say something?
"Mr. Su Ming."
"What do you like about me...?"
What do you like?
That’s too much. Black stockings, baby canteen, ahem... of course, except for the figure. More and more gentle, or the attributes of a wife that can only be seen and owned by oneself...
"Your...all. I like them all."
"Are you too?"
"Really..."
"..."
Feeling that her skin drum is pressing on her belly, it always feels like it will get bigger and bigger Not good.
【Yes】
Can't wait any longer. If you wait any longer, just 6 minutes will not be enough. Don't really end up in a strange state even in your dreams.
“You know, when I ask ‘do you want me’ and you answer ‘yes’...”
Is it lonelier than before this time or is it easier to recall the past?
Forget it.
We will wait until this trial is over.
Let’s first try to find a way to at least turn the ‘enemies’ into ‘friends’.
【Entering the 'parasitic' world】
November 13th.
Afternoon.
Windsor Castle.
"Your Highness Eliza, it's almost dark."
The maid walked into the bedroom calmly and looked at Miao Xueer who was still worrying about which clothes to choose in front of the dressing mirror.
“You haven’t actually planned to go out since you changed your clothes in the morning?”
“…”
“Strange, I didn’t receive a message from Lord Plato. The news coming here, could it be that...you plan to pretend to be dating another man to stimulate Lord Plato to come over immediately?"
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"Well...I'm just guessing. And sincere advice, even if you need Plato again because of pregnancy, this method is absolutely not advisable."
"You are Don't you think I'm an idiot?"
"..."
The maid just stood there, laughing.
"It's just Plato, as long as I type two words, I will come to Windsor Castle immediately. I just don't want to do that."
"Oh. I believe every word you say."
“Humph.”
Miao Xueer looked at the all-black dress in the mirror, with a red agate gemstone pendant on her chest...
“Hey, do you think...men will Like memories? ”
"Lord Plato?"
"...Why do you have to have his name in every sentence?!"
"Because you are changing clothes now for Lord Plato, and you have never It's still undecided this morning. There is no doubt that the man you are talking about is Lord Plato."
"..."
Miao Xueer's cheeks felt hot, but. Soon it was calm again.
Anyway, being caught by a maid once or twice is not more embarrassing than changing clothes for a day. It doesn't matter anymore.
"Will he like memories? This...the first time I saw him, he was wearing a dress similar to this."
"I heard from my grandmother that you originally lived in Did high-gloss black stockings exist in society more than seven hundred years ago? "
"..."
"Did glossy black high-heeled shoes exist more than seven hundred years ago? Rather than asking whether Lord Plato would like memories, you are asking whether Lord Plato would be interested in being filled with memories and becoming The unique image of your wife creates a contrast, and you can’t help but show that you are attracted by your charm.”
"Yes, so what? Besides...it happened seven hundred years ago."
"Eh?"
This time the maid was really surprised.
How come there were socks and high heels of this kind of craftsmanship more than seven hundred years ago?
“Anyway! Just say...wouldn’t it be very attractive?”
Seeing Miao Xueer's somewhat evasive and shy expression, the maid probably understood.
Ah.
It should be like this. At that time, Her Highness Eliza, who finally stopped being arrogant, would say to Lord Plato, "Hey, whatever you want... I can give it to you." Then Lord Plato said straightforwardly, "I want you to wear something." , and then Her Royal Highness Eliza would be very coy and curse a few words... By the time it was night, she had already dressed again and was sitting there waiting.
Hey.
When I think of the kind of posture that Her Highness Eliza in front of me would put on facing Lord Plato... I can't help but want to be there in person and join in. For example, at that moment, come out and say, ‘Your Highness Eliza, if you don’t say anything yet, I will eat up Lord Plato? ’
In that case, will Her Highness Eliza, who is so cute and likes to be inconsistent, be anxious, or will she finally be able to push herself away and declare that Lord Plato is his? Just thinking about it makes me excited.
"Hey, I'm asking you! Is this okay?"
"Haha, I think...as long as Her Highness Eliza considers it carefully, Master Plato will be satisfied no matter what. Staring.”
"I don't want to hear this... this is very important!"
"Then you can consider cutting the skirt into a slit and a shorter skirt. At least it can expose the ankles. Let Lord Plato know it at a glance. Can know what you are wearing inside. ”
"Huh? This, I had people re-engrave this many times, and it took a lot of effort to turn it into an almost identical dress like this... How much effort do you think I put in? How could I ruin it just for Plato?"
"..."
"Okay, you, you go out! Put down anything for me before noon tomorrow. I have very important things to do."
"..."
The maid went out as instructed.
Close the door.
I didn’t leave the door, and sure enough... within a few minutes I heard the sound of scissors carefully cutting through the fabric.
What is the important thing?
Is it so gorgeous just to have a video call with Lord Plato?
Her Highness Eliza, who normally would not even look at anyone of the opposite sex, could do this for the man she loves.
If anyone found out, the Queen would not be able to do it.
"Click."
The maid already knew exactly what era her grandmother came from. When I see my grandmother again, I will naturally be very respectful. Respect from the bottom of my heart.
Because this person is also the same as recorded in the book, even older than Miao Xueer, one of the pioneers who first led the transformation of vampires and succubi.
"You must already know this, right?" "..."
"In order to improve the bloodline of our kind, at least for now, the bloodline is the most complete group. We need to combine with him. Even if you don't like it."
"I have never known Plato. Who is your Excellency, and what does it have to do with Her Highness Eliza? After getting married, you are always ready."
"...In fact, the family motto that requires dedication can be abolished according to the current rules of the world."
" …I hope you will not abolish it”
"Really?"
"..."
Facing the unsurprised expression of her grandmother, Elsa, the maid smiled.
"I hope to serve Her Highness Eliza forever, and then...if Lord Plato needs it, I can dedicate it at any time."
"Lord Elsa, in fact, I am... Read Family album, I grew up listening to the stories of Lord Plato.”
November 13th.
Afternoon.
It can be said that it is completely dark.
Miao Xueer changed into a black dress and was choosing pantyhose again.
“This is too flexible...”
"This one is a bit too bright..."
"Would it be better to change to a white one?"
"..."
Why do you want to get a man's xp? Not enough to change your clothes for the day, you have to change your socks at the end?
Isn’t it okay to go barefoot?
Just Plato... How could you dare to say that without socks, your feet have no charm?
Neither has the flexibility of a businessman, nor the naivety of that little man... not to mention that the other people are either skin drums or baby canteens...
"Ah... so annoying "
In the end, Miao Xueer still changed into black pantyhose that were most similar to those from more than 700 years ago. High heels are pretty much the same as before.
“Hmph...this kind of almost one-to-one restoration is not cute!”
"..."
Lying in bed is not sleeping. Instead, he was waiting for the 'dream' that Su Ming said.
I didn’t just agree happily. Instead, I waited for him to finish, thought for a while, and hung up the phone.
When he was definitely in a hurry, he called back and said that he was finished and could barely go and have a look.
The maid doesn’t understand at all. What can I say that I am the one who is extremely anxious? What does she know as a cook?
This is the most advanced kind of fishing mentioned on the Internet, playing hard to get! How could I be in a hurry? Plato must be thinking, why did Xueer, who was always easy to talk to, suddenly hang up the phone? Are you going to be rejected?
When he had this thought again, he suddenly agreed reluctantly... without asking to be grateful to himself. But I will definitely feel that it is very considerate that I can take time out of my busy schedule to study some dreams.
Then, because there is a child in the belly... I will ask him to call him master next time.
“…”
Thinking of this, Miao Xueer’s cheeks suddenly froze.
Really, you are the one being caught, right?
Why did we talk so much but there was no phone call when it was about to start?
Master...
I was seduced by him and screamed shamefully when I was confused. There was no time when I could win against him! Even if they were holding their own feet, they would be in a superior position, or at worst, they would be in an equal position... They had never squatted down at all.
So.
Why is there still no information?
When does it start? It’s less than 12 o’clock in the snow country, so it should be at Windsor Castle...
[You have been selected]
Miao Xueer was frightened by the sudden mechanical sound in her mind. Shaked.
I realized later that it was the ‘dream’ Su Ming was talking about.
idiot.
There has been no call until now... Has the soul been lured away by the businessman again?
Forget it.
Anyway...well, if what he said next is true, no one knows...they secretly dated for a long time. And you don’t have to worry about delaying government affairs.
【Entering...】
As her consciousness became increasingly drowsy, Miao Xueer also tried to actively relax her body.
Staring at the high heels resting on the quilt. She has never worn such high heels... at least 8 centimeters high.
Is it too obvious?
If you want to be praised...you shouldn't wear socks either. It's more obvious that it caters to his xp.
Hmm...
But, but!
This is it, if you dare not be interested... don’t look at it more. Just cut it off for him. snort.
If he can watch it directly and be very interested... then forgive him for being seduced by the businessman and temporarily forgetting his own affairs.
This is a carefully chosen day... idiot. It's only because of people like you... that this happens.
You must look carefully and clearly. Then praise...
——
I don’t know what month and day it is.
[You have entered the ‘parasite’ world]
[You have become the player’s right hand. You will continue to maintain your current status until you give up the task or the player completes the trial]
[Current task: Within the specified time, you will provide the player with more physical strength and magic power. You need to stay current and remain undetected by players. 】
But Miao Xueer knew that her current state was not right.
Why...is it his hand?
What are you scratching?
This smell!
"This place... the city?"
Although she didn't know what Su Ming was talking about, Miao Xueer felt that she had been being used. Scratched several times.
“It’s strange, why are the pants a bit...”
“Did Yao do something else to keep the clothes in that state one by one?”
“Forget it.”
“You’re already here, let’s borrow a pair of trousers from a fellow villager and do as the Romans do.”
"..."
Miao Xueer is easily tempted by Su Ming's aura. But only when she is also emotional.
Instead of now, it is a situation where one hand is used as a tactical adjustment position and a rag for wiping.
Can’t speak.
Can’t even see it.
But the sense of touch and smell seems to be sharper than usual. It was even easy to feel that the thing Su Ming found in his pocket was a cigarette.
So.
I carefully prepare a dress for the day, cut the skirt short, and slit the dress to reveal the thighs wrapped in black silk... and I will twist around whenever I walk, and my feet will be sprained if I am not careful. High heels with an 8 cm heel.
I think it would be awkward to be asked to stand on tiptoe again... cute or something like that.
What is it now?
Why am I a hand?
We agreed to treat it as a date. There is no danger and it can be a fun date?
"This can't be Yao's..."
"After helping me...you really feel a little lonely, taking advantage of me to start the trial 0721?"
"... …”
Just say the breath is impure.
The reason why I didn’t call or send a message is indeed...
Wait!
What else do you want yourself to do? Where to put it?
No.
Please, Plato...Master, you screamed in such humiliation again!
No!
Don't smell her scent like this, ugh, don't treat me as your right hand, I'm not your right hand!
Idiot! Go to hell! Go to the guillotine and die a hundred times! ! !
It’s over.
It is impossible to regard this as a sweet memory in this life. Plato...you'd better believe what I say later, I've never been in the dream you mentioned. If you don't believe it... I'll die when your head falls off. According to the reincarnation in the book I read at Windsor Castle, you will be my servant again in the next life.
“…”
Asshole!
Don’t press the lighter! It feels weird!
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"The hands... don't obey the command? High difficulty?"
"..."
"Illusion?"
"..."
Idiot... …what exactly?
Why does the mere act of pressing the lighter feel... a strange feeling?
If I, Eliza Miao Xueer, was fine because of a mere lighter.
It’s really better to die.
“…”
No.
But why did I have the thought that I might as well continue to press the lighter a few more times?
Plato, as expected, still must go to the guillotine and behead two hundred times! Obscene!
(End of this chapter)