I'm a romance game designer.
My job assigned by the system is: cheat Krypton, cheat Krypton, cheat Krypton hard!
I worked diligently until I retired, and as a rule I was able to receive a generous pension and a husband of my choice.
But the system obviously wanted to default on the debt and extended my contract for another thirty years.
So I blew up the system.
Following the turbulence of space collapse, I rushed into the game, preparing to steal a husband and run away.
I found the man of my dreams.
I remember that there was a super SSR boss in the design department that had not yet been released.
The sound is more sublime than any previous version, the bionics are better than any previous version, and the painting style is also unprecedentedly beautiful.
The kind that you can't get even if you don't spend millions of krypton - look at this face! These chest muscles! Such long legs!
It must be him!
Probably the design has not been completed yet, and the boss is still sleeping.
Tsk, even XXXXL is a shape I can't hold (shy)
I touched and touched, and then I touched a bunch of tentacles behind the boss.
The tentacles slowly wrapped around my arm.
A silky and warm Yazi.
...?
It's a new skin I've never seen before (sure
Time was running out, so I stuffed the person into a sack, picked it up and ran away.
Ha, this is a rubbish system. You owe me wages. I am stuck in retirement. Goodbye~
*
At this time, in the infinite horror world next to the love game world——
The players are crying for their fathers and mothers.
They have fallen into a certain death situation.
Inside that pitch-black copper door, the evil god's full-screen killing intent was about to come out.
Any resurrection props, teleportation devices, or invincible skills are useless. It is the most terrifying disaster in the history of the game.
The kind that the system is powerless to do anything about.
Then the players cried for ten minutes.
I cried for another ten minutes.
The suicide notes are all written.
The evil god's room was silent.
Finally, a brave man who was not afraid of death opened the door.
The door was empty.
All that was left was a big hole in the wall where the space had collapsed.
And a wall of water stains left after the tentacles were dragged.
——"So what about such a big evil god?!!"
*
(Third person in the text)
(The designer who returns to his old career vs. The boss who has tentacles for some reason)
Copywriting 2023.06.23 Please don't steal jokes
The cover is embarrassing, but the title of the book is too shameful so I won't put it on it (
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