Strategy to Capture Men: 126.126
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This is the anti-theft chapter. Whether it is Meng Po Tang or going to heaven, there must be a guide in those myths and stories. There is no need for dead people like them to worry about it, Han Yanyan thought quite confidently.
Sure enough, she had only taken a few steps when a voice sounded in the space. But this is neither Mrs. Meng nor an angel, but a robot-like electronic synthesized sound.
"Han Yanyan, you have been chosen." The voice said.
Han Yanyan was stunned when she heard the name "Han Yanyan". But she remained calm and didn't say anything. She just slowly scanned the pure white shining head of her head quietly, hoping to find the source of the voice.
No one answered, and after a few awkward seconds, the electronic voice had to bite the bullet and continue: "You have been selected by the 'Quick Travel World', and next, you will travel to different worlds as a mission worker. Complete the tasks assigned to you by the system."
After experiencing the surprise that the name brought her, the words "Quickly travel through the world" could no longer bring any more surprises to Han Yanyan. When she heard the electronic voice, she only moved her eyebrows slightly, and her expression didn't even change.
After experiencing the embarrassment just now, this time Electronic Music did not play hard-to-get or cryptic tricks, and directly told the story: "You will enter different worlds and attack different target people. I will give you certain abilities or conditions to help you complete your tasks more effectively."
The electronic sound used a word that Han Yanyan was very familiar with. It said: "Han Yanyan, if you want a 'gold finger', you can put it forward here."
Also, "Quick World" has appeared, can "Golden Finger" be far behind?
Han Yanyan did not directly ask for the golden finger, but asked calmly: "Am I dead? I mean myself, a real person."
The electronic voice said: "Not yet, but death is not far away."
Han Yanyan frowned.
The electronic voice said: "So you are lucky to meet me. If you can complete the task I give you, I will save your body and give you a surprising reward. So now let's enter quickly Let’s get to the point, what golden finger do you want in the world of fast travel?”
Han Yanyan noticed that the electronic voice said that the prerequisite for rescuing her and rewarding her was to "complete the task", so what if she couldn't complete it? Han Yanyan felt that there was no need to ask more, the answer was actually very simple and clear.
She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then raised her eyes: "If it's a peaceful and prosperous time, I want to be extremely beautiful and rich. If it's life-threatening, I want to be extremely powerful in battle."
The electronic sound was silent. Han Yanyan was not in a hurry, so she stood there quietly waiting for an answer.
After a long time, the electronic voice said: "Sorry, your conditions cannot be met."
Han Yanyan: "..."
Electronic Sound said: "Peerless beauty, huge wealth, and explosive combat power. The three conditions you listed almost constitute perfect conditions. Based on past experience, taskers with perfect conditions have a higher probability of failure. We have decided , I only give you restrictions."
Han Yanyan keenly captured the key word "we".
The electronic voice said: "About the golden finger, we will discuss it later. Now, about the task, do you have anything to ask?"
"Yes." Han Yanyan said, "What is the mission? What are the requirements of the strategy? How is the mission completed? What is the measurement standard?"
"You will enter one or several...definitely several worlds!" Electronic Voice said, "In each world, there is a main character to be conquered. Your goal is to...change him, Let him change."
This time, Han Yanyan truly showed her surprise on her face.
"What is this mission?" She frowned, "How does it count as a change? How do I know that the mission goal has changed? How is this measured?"
The electronic voice "coughed": "In short, I have my own measurement standards. This is beyond the scope of your understanding. No need to ask more."
What the **** is this? For someone's quick travel, one must either defeat someone and have a favorable opinion of 100 to be considered a full score, or fulfill the original owner's last wish and resolve the original owner's obsession to pass the level. In short, there are clear standards for measurement. How come she is so vague?
"Don't worry about this. I have scanned you and you are a very potential builder. I am very optimistic about you. You should try it first and try something simpler... Oops!" Halfway through the electronic voice said, He suddenly stopped and said angrily: "I forgot to mark you!"
Then the last memory in Han Yanyan's mind was this mechanical, synthetic electronic voice saying coldly: "Mark."
Obviously, the words he spoke before were still humane, but this "mark" seemed to have suddenly lost all emotion. When used to describe the words with hearing, it was like a cold machine.
After this cold "mark", it seemed like nothing happened. Han Yanyan was still standing in this white-lit space, but her mind was empty and she seemed a little dazed.
It seems...I forgot something important...
"Okay, get ready, I'm going to send you in." Electronic Voice said, "This is what you are good at. I hope you will perform well and don't let me down. Just as you said, let that person... ...The target of the strategy falls in love with you, if love can really change a person as you said."
The electronic voice paused, and then said coldly: "Remember, your body is on the verge of death, and whether you can survive depends on your performance. If you perform well, I can not only save you, but also give you Reward. If you let me down, just fend for yourself."
After Han Yanyan's mind experienced a moment of trance and confusion, she couldn't help but frown when she heard the electronic voice's words. There were too many inexplicable things, and she wanted to ask too many questions, but the electronic sound did not give her any chance to ask questions. After intimidating Han Yanyan, it said emotionlessly and mechanically: "The world is created."
The white light in front of Han Yanyan disappeared, and the moment of darkness made her close her eyes involuntarily.
At the moment when I closed my eyes, a large amount of information poured into my mind.
This... is a modern urban background. She, Han Yanyan, is a young white-collar worker who comes from a grassroots background and is living in a big city, barely able to support herself. Living in a rented house, with no permanent property and money to live on, it can be said that you are completely destitute.
After Han Yanyan received the background information and her character information, she lowered her head and saw that she was holding a mug in her hand. She looked around again and found that the place she was in seemed to be a tea room. While he was thinking about it, the door of the tea room was pushed open suddenly, and a girl's excited face appeared: "Yanyan! Yanyan! Come on! Someone will give you flowers!"
As he said that, he couldn't help but grab Han Yanyan's wrist and pull her to run outside.
Li Yan, colleague and roommate.
Information was quickly generated in Han Yanyan's mind. She was pulled outward by Li Yan's wrist. As her feet stepped out of the threshold, a vivid world unfolded before her eyes.
The office space is filled with the sounds of typing on the keyboard, making phone calls, flipping through documents, and conversations... this is a busy office. At this time, several female colleagues were surrounding her work station. When they saw her coming out, they all started teasing her.
"Yanyan, are you having a boyfriend?"
"Such a large bunch of perfume lilies are not cheap."
"Wow, I'm so envious."
Han Yanyan smelled the tangy aroma before she even saw it. She walked over, others stepped aside, and saw a large bouquet of lilies lying quietly on her desk, which was particularly eye-catching.
When the owner came back, his colleagues joked a little and then went back to work. Han Yanyan sat back in her seat, took out the card between the flowers and opened it.
[Thank you. ——Zheng Yao]
Also, there is a cash check for 100,000 yuan attached to the card.
Everything the eyes see is converted into signals and fed back to the brain. A lot of information that was not available a second ago is triggered and activated - as if that information has always been there, just waiting for some keyword to trigger.
Zheng Yao, president of the Zheng Group, is the leading rich man in C City.
Two nights ago, Zheng Yao's mother had an accident and was in urgent need of a blood transfusion. She is RH negative and has rare panda blood. It happened that Han Yanyan, who was visiting a friend in the hospital, was also RH negative, so she rolled up her sleeves and donated blood.
Everyone gathered around the noble lady, and Han Yanyan, who donated blood, left alone without saying a word. In the corridor, a group of men in black suits rushed in like a gust of wind. Without any explanation, they pulled her aside to clear the way for a man surrounded by people. Han Yanyan had just lost a lot of blood and was already dizzy. She suddenly hit the wall and hit her forehead. She fainted for a long time before slowly leaving.
As for that man, she didn't even see his back. Her sight was completely blocked by a group of burly men in black suits. She could only hear the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, rapid and sonorous, like knocking on the floor. People's mouth.
Of course, "Han Yanyan" so far is more like a character and a symbol. The real Han Yanyan opened her eyes in this world just two minutes ago.
Han Yanyan was holding the thank you card and cash check at this moment, and the information activated in her mind made her know that the man surrounded by black suits the night before was Zheng Yao - the man she wanted to capture in this world.
He just got off the plane and rushed all the way from the airport when he heard the news that his mother had been in an accident. He is a filial son, but he doesn't really treat others as human beings, such as passers-by and clerks like Han Yanyan. To Han Yanyan, who could almost be said to have saved Mrs. Zheng's life, she only said the word "thank you" lightly, not in person.
Oh, of course, there is also a check for 100,000 yuan. This is not frivolous. In fact, Han Yanyan has only worked for less than a year, and her annual salary is less than 100,000.
For Han Yanyan, a small clerk, one hundred thousand yuan is too heavy. For Zheng Yao, who is extremely wealthy, problems that money can solve are not problems.
A typical domineering CEO Cinderella, the sense of déjà vu should not be too strong.
When Han Yanyan was not famous before, she could not make any money from the articles she wrote, and her life depended on being a gunman for others. She can write 30,000 words a day, and she writes such overbearing presidential style formulas that she feels like vomiting. No wonder the electronic voice said "This is what you are good at", this is really what she is good at.
What a domineering president... Han Yanyan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, put the card in the drawer, tore the check into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
I have seen too many domineering CEOs plundering women. The person who can feed and house such a man must be a Cinderella who is upright, kind, pure, and doesn't love money at all!
The world collapsed too fast, and when the storm that destroyed everything hit, Han Yanyan had no time to see the man's face clearly. She only remembered his eyes.
He looked at everything that collapsed, but his eyes did not fall on Han Yanyan. To him, there was no difference between the delicate Han Yanyan, Miss Cao who had turned into powder, and the bodyguard thugs who were screaming and running away. She may even be no different from a wall tile that is turning into powder or a glass bottle on the ground.
There was only indifference in his eyes, indifference to the world.
As if he doesn't belong here.
That indifference made Han Yanyan fearful. Immediately, a storm hit her face, and her whole body turned into powder.
Opening his eyes suddenly, he was surrounded by pure white space. Han Yanyan's legs softened and she fell to her knees on the ground, gasping for air. Experiencing destruction in person was completely different from watching a special effects movie. Her heart was still beating uncomfortably.
The electronic music was furious: "It's not even ten minutes! It's not even ten minutes!"
Han Yanyan gasped and thought, what ten minutes?
"The worst builder I have can't last ten minutes! You let me down so much!" Electronic Sound seemed to be very angry about this "ten minutes", "You obviously have such high potential! Why? Your performance is so poor!! Didn’t you say that you are the best at this routine? How come you still miss when you are the best at it!"
Han Yanyan's heart was still feeling uncomfortable, but her always calm mind still captured the information in the electronic voice.
She held her head on the floor and raised her head: "When did I say such things to you?" Her dark eyes looked faintly at the pure white space in front of her.
The electronic voice suddenly choked, paused for a second, and said a little annoyed: "Mark her!"
It's "mark" again. But before Han Yanyan had time to think about the meaning of the word, she heard the electronic sound that seemed to have suddenly lost all humanity and emotion, and said coldly and mechanically: "Mark."
Han Yanyan was in a daze for a moment, lowered her head, and saw that she was standing in a pure white space. I clearly remember that my legs were so weak from the previous impact that I was kneeling on the ground gasping for air. He reached out and touched his heart, his heartbeat was steady and slow, and his heart no longer felt that uncomfortable feeling of panic and fear.
There was also a blank feeling in my mind, which disappeared after a few seconds. It feels a bit like just waking up from sleep and not knowing where you are.
Who am I? where am I? What am I going to do?
"Remember, I'll give you another chance! If you still fail this time, I'm sorry, I'm not a philanthropist. I'll give you your body back, and you can fend for yourself." The electronic voice said coldly explain.
Although the tone was cold and threatening, compared with the mechanical "mark" just now, it was full of emotion and more like a living person. What is it? AI? Or... the person hiding behind the microphone?
"Okay, be more serious this time and stop fooling me with any tricks. Fooling me is tantamount to committing suicide, understand!" Electronic Sound said angrily, "Use your strength for me! This time You must make that person... well, make the target of this world's strategy fall in love with you! Go for it!"
With this "Go", the light suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes. The second time, Han Yanyan was already a little used to it. She closed her eyes. When he opened it again, he was in an alley. There are ordinary buildings on both sides, but for some reason, they feel dilapidated and dilapidated.
As she looked around, the predetermined information about the world in Han Yanyan's mind was activated, and she understood the origin of that sense of ruin - because this was an apocalyptic world.
Han Yanyan searched the information in her mind for her personality in this world, and was quite speechless. There is very little information about Han Yanyan in this world, and it can be summed up in four words: alone.
Han Yanyan in the previous world at least had information about his origin, school and even the house he rented. Han Yanyan in this world is equivalent to a blank slate.
Han Yanyan couldn't help but frown slightly, but after a moment, she relaxed her brows and felt relieved.
This is equivalent to a persona without a persona, and there is actually no harm in it. In the previous world, she had to make her every move follow the behavior pattern of "Han Yanyan", but in this world, she did not have such a burden. Since there is no persona that can restrain her, it means that she can play as she pleases.
As soon as Han Yanyan figured it out, she felt relaxed. She became familiar with the abilities of "Han Yanyan" again and took steps forward.
Out of the alley and onto the street, this place that was originally like a movie background suddenly came alive. It was already dark and the street lights were on. In this kind of apocalypse, the city can still have street lights, which means that it is very stable and has normal life and production.
Han Yanyan already knows that this city is Nanling City in Country S. This is a city with a long history and was once the ancient capital of four dynasties. After the end of the world, it became a settlement of survivors relying on the well-preserved ancient city walls.
It can generate electricity and has a small amount of agricultural cultivation. Although it is a small workshop type industry, the industry that meets basic survival needs is still running. Under the balance of forces, the basic social structure is maintained here. But the end of the world is the end of the world, and meager resources are not enough to support the survival needs of all survivors. The lives of those who survive are difficult and painful.
Except those strong ones.
Out of the alley, there is a street. There were actually many people on the dim street.
Most of them come here to trade. There is a sparkling diamond bracelet on the rag. The expensive jewelry in the past can now be exchanged for half a pack of instant noodles at most. You have to be lucky to catch the kind of financial owner who brings beauty. On the contrary, many people gathered around to bargain for weapons such as kitchen knives and watermelon knives. The price of a good kitchen knife has soared as several people competed for it, and it has already reached the price of half a box of instant noodles.
Life is difficult, diamonds and gold have become useless, and food has become hard currency.
Han Yanyan saw some women wandering on the street under the dim light, most of them good-looking. A man took a fancy to it and went over to negotiate the price. Half a steamed bun and a packet of biscuits would allow the woman to take them back to their residence. There are also those who are careless and go directly behind the trees in the shade. After a while, the woman came out. While adjusting her skirt, she took half a pack of biscuits from the man's hand, quickly stuffed it into her collar, covered her chest and ran away.
Han Yanyan looked at these women, but she didn't know that others were also looking at her.
Under the dim light, a girl in a white cotton skirt appeared on the street. She had clear eyes and long black hair that hung softly on her shoulders and behind her. She looked clean and rare in the apocalypse. A beautiful girl can still be in this state in the apocalypse, either because she is powerful or because there is a powerful man behind her. Those secretly watching eyes did not dare to act rashly.