(Don't look at the fictional world.)

"My name is Liszt now."

"It turns out that I have died suddenly from fatigue. My consciousness remains in the game."

"If my consciousness disappears, then I will die completely."

That's right, that's it.

Liszt quickly accepted this fact.

No matter what, it is indeed a good thing that your consciousness can still be preserved.

Perhaps, this is another way of life.

The only problem is:

This consciousness stays for a short time and needs to be recharged.

His current residence time is 100 hours. That is, it is about four days, less than five days.

During his lifetime, he was an office worker in China, like 997. He was busy every day, but his money was not a little bit. He was already bald at a young age. His only entertainment activity was to take a break from his busy schedule to play games.

The game that stuck his consciousness is called "Grand Theft Auto", abbreviated as gta5, is his favorite game to play during his lifetime. He can vent his heart's content in the game.

However, this time, his consciousness remained, which made him a policeman in Los Angeles. He had just joined the company, with the lowest level and the lowest salary.

Now, he has received a task from his superiors, telling fortunes on the street, and selling movies at the same time...

Well, you read that right, it's indeed fortune telling.

Fortune telling is impossible, and it is impossible to tell fortunes in this life.

He was basically thinking about how to continue his consciousness for the entire day. He didn't want to fall into darkness forever.

"System Dad?"

"System Grandpa?"

"System brother?"

"Miss System?"

The heart is quietly calling, full of desire.

It would be great if there was a system at this time.

You don’t have to do anything, just follow the guidance of the system and you can reach the peak of your life step by step...

Unfortunately, there was no response.

"System, I'll make you second uncle!"

"System, get out of here!"

"System, you are a grandson!"

The provocation method is useless.

It seems that the system does not exist at all.

I had to give up.

It must be up to yourself.

I picked up a DVD DVD from the fortune telling stall.

"The Great Car Theft God"?

I seem to have seen it, but I forgot the specific plot.

The superiors are also funny. While asking themselves to set up a stall to tell fortunes, they ask themselves to sell movie DVDs, which is a double disguise.

Boredly flipped the DVD and accidentally failed.

The video disc fell heavily to the ground and broke.

"Ding Dong!"

"Sorry, I'm late!"

"I am the system. Dear host, are you going to implant relevant information about the Jiji Cart God into the current world?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my mind.

Liszt was slightly stunned.

Then my heart was full of joy.

Oh, there is really a system, I am indeed the chosen son of God!

This wave is stable!

Wait for me to kill all directions and let me leak the domineering spirit!

"Host, don't be excited..."

“What are the benefits of implantation?”

“Your consciousness can double the time it lasts.”

"What's the meaning?"

“It can be increased to 200 hours.”

"Nothing else?"

"there is none left."

Lister was very disappointed.

This system is not very powerful!

"Don't you give me some benefits so that I can know everything, know everything, and be able to do everything? Where is the attribute panel? Where is the infinite points?"

"That...is not ready..."

“Are you not ashamed as a system?”

"You were also a program dog during your lifetime. Every time you write a program, you have to modify it dozens of times. Every time you are scolded by the beautiful boss, I don't think you feel ashamed!"

"Then, that's perfection! Perfection! Do you understand perfection? Programmers, oh, will they be ashamed to improve the program?"

"Don't think you can be proud by marrying a beautiful boss in the end, you bald donkey!"

"You, you, you..."

Liste was so angry that he was going crazy.

Damn it, this system is really...I want to uninstall you! I want to completely smash you!

"You don't want to have 100 hours?"

“Um…”

It was as if it was hit by frost.

Decisively endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.

Just bald donkey. Anyway, that's what happened before.

Now he is elegant and handsome, and is a talented person. He is 1.8 meters tall, weighs 150 meters, has clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and is more handsome than the Little Lion when he was shooting a big boat.

To be honest, if he traveled to the Titanic scene, there was really nothing to do with Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Li

Unfortunately, such a handsome young man is actually a small policeman at the bottom of the Los Santo Police Station.

In the dangerous and chaotic Los Santo, you can eat a boxed lunch every minute.

I don’t know if I have any chance to read the file and start over again when I was beaten to death in the game?

"No." The system answered decisively.

"..." It turns out that it is not the chosen son of God.

"Do you want to implant it? Don't pull it down!" The system became impatient.

"You want." Liszt answered angrily.

For a 100-hour lifespan, admit defeat.

No matter what consequences he will have after implantation, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

"Information related to "The Legend of the Car" is implanted..."

“Complete 37%…”

“Complete 71%…”

“99% done…”

Then it got stuck. There was no change.

The system was summoned quickly. The system did not respond.
To be continued...