Chapter 1

“I love you.” The sword in the man’s hand was covered with bright-red blood.

He looked at the dead person in front of him obsessively, slowly knelt, lowered his head, and kissed those blood-stained lips.

“I love you.” He murmured lovingly but these words did not make people feel warm. With a weird smile on his face, he said contentedly, “Master, we can finally be together forever.”

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Bai Luoluo saw his face in the mirror.

Sharp eyebrows with bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and deep contours between his eyebrows.

Most men will not be upset after finding up they grew up like this, but Bai Luoluo couldn’t laugh.

He turned back and sat back on the chair, calling out, “Mao Jiu.”

A man dressed in black, wearing a mask, suddenly appeared in the originally empty room. The man knelt in front of Bai Luoluo and said softly, “Master.”

Bai Luoluo stared at him, and after a while,  said slowly, “Take off your mask.”

After hearing these words, Mao Jiu paused slightly, and then obediently took off the mask from his face, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Bai Luoluo.

Bai Luoluo, “System, I have something to say. “Mom sells criticism,”

system:”……”

Bai Luoluo, “You speak.”

The system said, “You will be electrocuted for swearing.”

Bai Luoluo, “I happened to change my job when I was electrocuted.”

system:”……”

Bai Luoluo used to be a civil servant, now he is also a civil servant.

He used to work in the Social Security Bureau, and his main task was to solve the problems of social security and social assistance for the people, and he usually met old men and old ladies.

He has a relatively calm and attentive character, so this job is quite suitable for him.

Until one day, his leader found him, and the first sentence he said was, “Xiao Luo, you have been working here for three years. I can see everything you say and do.”

Bai Luoluo was flattered and quickly said where and where the leader was utterly praised.

Then the leader’s face was deep, and he patted his shoulder and said, “You are really overkilling here. I have a better job to introduce to you.”

As soon as Bai Luoluo heard this, he was overjoyed, wondering if he was about to rise to the pinnacle of his life.

The leader said, “The name of that place is called Shehe Bureau.”

Bai Luoluo had never heard the name of the Social Security Bureau. He thought that this place was similar to the Social Security Bureau, serving the people, but he went in in such a vague way.

The Social Security Bureau, the full name of the Social Harmony Security Bureau, has nothing to do with the Social Security Bureau.

After Bai Luoluo entered and took the first task, Sanguan was completely subverted.

Although it is nothing unusual to travel through their world, it is the first time that he has encountered such things as maintaining a character’s outlook on life, values, and society in a distorted time and space.

Bai Luoluo completed the first task with a sullen face.

After an unhappy rest for a month, the person above sent out a second task. The director of the Social and Social Affairs Bureau looked deep and said, “Luo Luo, I think you are talented and smart, and you must be a big thing. Work well as a young man. ”

Bai Luoluo, “…”

The director said, “I have sent you the world line, you look so good, you are awkward.”

Bai Luoluo, “…”

The director said, “Go ahead, Ronaldinho.”

Bai Luoluo, “…”

So Bai Luoluo took the world line given by the director and looked at it again, and when he saw it, he was filled with outrage.

“Fuck, this person is a scumbag!” Bai Luoluo was watching and chatting with the system rationed to him by the Society and Bureau. He said, “Tsk tsk tsk, socialism is still better.”

The system said, “Yes, that’s too much.”

The protagonist of this world is named Yuan Fengyan, a prince, and the object who needs to correct the three views is a secret guard under Yuan Fengyan’s—Mao Jiu.

Mao Jiu and Yuan Fengyan look similar to each other by nine points. Because of this, he was trained to become Yuan Fengyan’s secret guard since he was a child. Yuan Fengyan is a scumbag who is not afraid of men and women, he actually fell in love with Mao Jiu who looks exactly like himself…

When Bai Luoluo saw the plot here, he refused in his heart. He couldn’t imagine how a person could harden up with a face exactly like himself.

The system said, “Probably the lack of ancient entertainment facilities…”

Bai Luoluo, “…” He was convinced by the logic of fucking himself without entertainment facilities.

Anyway, in the end, it was Yuan Fengyan who gave Maojiu to the scum and then abandoned it again. However, the abandoned Maojiu suddenly had an adventure and obtained peerless martial art…

Bai Luoluo thought he could see the situation of revenge, but he was too naive, because Mao Jiu, who had obtained peerless martial arts, still had a deep affection for Yuan Fengyan, and finally cooked Yuan Fengyan and ate it.

When Bai Luoluo saw the last description of Mao Jiu cooking Yuan Fengyan, he felt his stomach-churning. He said, “It doesn’t feel very tasty.”

System, “…It seems that no salt was added.”

After watching the world line, one person, one system fell into a mysterious silence.

Finally, Bai Luoluo slowly closed the script and said, “Can I ask for a different plot?”

The system said, “Would you like to take a look at the commission for the last world mission?”

So Bai Luoluo went to check his bank/bank/card balance, and when he determined that his bank/bank/card had an extra six digits, he said boldly, “That’s it, what to change, I’m a socialist. His successor is not afraid of everything!”

The system said, “Come on, successor.”

After reading the world line twice, Bai Luoluo, who felt that he almost understood the essence of the character, went to the second world.

When the people in the transmission department saw Bai Luoluo coming, they greeted him and said, “Newcomer, you are very hardworking!”

Bai Luoluo said politely, “No, you have worked hard.”

The humanity of the teleportation department, “Do a good job young man!”

Bai Luoluo heard this sentence, do the young man again, and muttered in his heart how the people here like to say this sentence-it was not until a long time later that he suddenly realized that doing the young man and doing it well, the young man, means two things.

Bai Luoluo: I really don’t want to be a lad.

Bai Luoluo thought a lot, and when he recovered, Mao Jiu was still kneeling on the ground.

“Get up.” Bai Luoluo said.

Mao Jiu didn’t say a word and slowly got up. From start to finish, he didn’t dare to look up at Bai Luoluo. This is the rule of the dark guards, one more look at the master, and perhaps you will lose your life.

Bai Luoluo looked at Mao Jiu and said, “Where are you from?”

Mao Jiu didn’t seem to expect that the master would suddenly ask him this question. After a moment, he said, “I don’t remember the little one.”

Bai Luoluo said, “How old are you from the palace.”

卯九道, “Three years old.”

At the age of three, it seems normal not to remember where my hometown is. The face of Mao Jiu with the mask removed in front of him is already the appearance of an adult man. If it weren’t for the difference in temperament, he and Yuan Feiyan’s face could be said to be almost identical.

Bai Luoluo said, “Well, go down.”

Mao Jiu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, slowly backing away and disappearing into the darkness.

The dark guards are as cheap as dogs, and they must die if the owner wants them to die. From this point of view-completely inconsistent with socialist values.

Bai Luoluo deeply felt the correctness of the sentence that the remnants of feudalism killed people.

Bai Luoluo thought for a while and sent someone to call Mao Jiu’s boss.

The person in charge of the Anbu was obviously a little nervous when he was called over, because Yuan Feiyan, the prince, and surly, had never liked playing cards according to common sense. It was obviously not a good thing to be called suddenly like this.

The head of the dark guard is called Ziyi. After entering the house, he knelt in front of Bai Luoluo and asked the prince what he had ordered.

Bai Luoluo said, “How is this person Mao Jiu?”

Ziyi was suddenly asked how his subordinates were, and his first reaction was that Mao Jiu caused trouble. A little bit of cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, and he calmly said, “I don’t know what Mao Jiu did to make the prince angry? The subordinates will definitely punish him heavily when he goes back.”

Seeing that he had misunderstood what he meant, Bai Luoluo quickly explained, “No, he didn’t do anything wrong, but I saw that he was good and wanted to bring him to his side.”

The son was stunned one by one, then said, “Today?”

Bai Luoluo didn’t think much, and said, “I’ll adjust it today.”

The son bowed his head and said yes.

After ordering things, Ziyi retired.

Bai Luoluo saw him disappear into the darkness, and said deeply, “I want to change everything.”

Bai Luoluo’s ambition was extinguished by a scoop of hot water at night.

He arrived at his residence, walked slowly to the bed, and saw a naked man lying on his bed with his eyes closed. The man has wheat-colored skin, his slender limbs are bound by silk and satin, and his black waist-length hair is scattered on the snow-white sheets. Only the key parts cover a small sheet.

Bai Luoluo, “…If he doesn’t look exactly like me, I’ll be politely tough.”

system:”……”

Mao Jiu was clearly still awake, and his body trembled slightly when he heard Bai Luoluo’s footsteps.

Obviously, Ziyi had misunderstood Bai Luoluo’s meaning. No, to be precise, if Yuan Fengyan was not worn by Bai Luoluo, then he really meant that if he said “I have transferred someone here”.

Bai Luoluo said, “Guilty.”

Bai Luoluo took a breath, then pretended to be calm and said, “Mao Jiu, you get up.”

Mao Jiu opened his eyes slightly, with some fear hidden in his eyes, he called out, “Master.”

Bai Luoluo thought that if the plot continued to develop, he would be harmonized, so he hurriedly called to stop and said, “How decent you are! Put your clothes on!”

Mao Jiu said with red ears and mute, “Lord, master, I, I have no strength…”

Bai Luoluo, “…”

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