I, the Villain, Trained the Loser Into a Dark Boss

Chapter 271

But she just couldn't understand "survival".

Until...

Until she picked up the letter for help.

...

"Girl? Girl?"

Hearing the driver's call, she opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

Now, the memory that pushed her to death was no longer something she feared. After waking up from this memory, she only needed to take a breath to return to her "desire to survive".

"Girl, are you really going to the side house of the Systrom family?"

"Yes. I know there should be no one there. But... an old friend asked me to come and help him collect some things."

"Okay. But... I don't think it's a good place."

"Huh? Why?"

"It's already the limit of the distance, why don't you... come down and take a look?"

Xuna got off the carriage.

In front of her was a thick layer of snow, like an ice and snow castle that could only be seen in children's fairy tales - oh, to add, it can also be seen in the dungeon.

The Systrom family used to have a thick layer of snow from the eaves to the trees.

Oh, of course it's winter, this seems to be a common thing? After all, it's already snowing - no wonder!

Xiona sighed.

She looked at the bright sunshine and the snow that had melted around her.

It seems...

Only the Systrom family's side house and the surrounding area are still immersed in the cold winter with heavy snow a few days ago.

Chapter 299 Let go (3k)

"Come to think of it, your grades are not bad, and your school is pretty good, why did you think of joining such a company?"

[Because the major I studied is too bad, and it happens that I play a lot of games and have made demos with the club. Sorry, it's all due to life. ]

"Hahaha, this is the reason for most people to enter the industry. You see, in fact, the copywriter girl was born to study medicine, and the operation over there was a warehouse manager before coming here."

[What about you? Why are you leaving soon? You really left a mess for me. 】

"Isn't this good? The chief planner of the new project, many people want it but can't get it."

[I've only been working for two years. If I mess up, will I be unable to find a job in the entire industry? 】

"Well... let me put it this way, do you believe that the worlds in the novels you've read, the comics you've read, and the games you've played are 'existent'?"

[I don't believe it. They are just a collection of words, data, and pictures. Maybe they also carry a little bit of the boss's orders. 】

"How come you have been worn down to the point where you don't even have any dreams in just two years?"

"Oh, I don't mean that kind of idealism - nor is it something theological. In short, all the worlds created by us, the stories written by us, and the fictions we watch, could they really happen somewhere?"

[It sounds like some kind of philosophical topic. In the next sentence, you won't say... we are also a world written in a story, right? 】

"You really graduated from a science major. Can you be a little romantic at this time?"

[Sorry, I can't do it. Romance will affect my calculation of values. 】

"How did you develop a character that is so serious that it is cold, but you always open your mouth and start talking nonsense?"

[But I am a little interested, please continue. 】

"Compared to our own world, is it like this... What I want to say is that because of fantasy, belief, and emotion, that world can be defined and recognized - how about this belief?"

[So, what does this have to do with you leaving? 】

"I originally entered the industry to try to trust and create a world and story that "exists" and "lives" with my own hands."

[...Okay, I understand. The new project, whether it is the original author, the boss opposite, or our boss, is really disgusting. 】

"Uh-huh, right? However, I know you want to work hard, but you also need to pay attention to rest. You have been leaving the company at one o'clock in the morning for this month, right?"

[Sleep can still guarantee at least five hours. I measure my blood pressure and heart rate every day when I get up. There are some signs of fatigue, but it's not a big problem. I can persist until the launch. 】

"You have to understand that sometimes it's not the physical problems that crush you, but the mental pressure."

[On the day off every week, I will sleep all day and not answer any calls. 】

"Okay, but, as they say, there's no need to work so hard."

[Maybe... Although I don't like that work, in some places, I also believe that what we have is "alive". 】

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What was just now...

It seems that I didn't remember the memory of my previous life before?

Many things in his previous life, especially the daily things, he can't remember. The reason is probably because in order to survive as a cannon fodder villain, he tried hard to make the content of the original work "enhanced memory", so that his daily life accounted for less and less...

In the blink of an eye, Will looked at the empty bowl in his hand, feeling a rare feeling of fullness.

Finished.

Without his hands tied, watching the light outside the door gradually dim, he also knew that a long time had passed.

So, he still drank the bowl of porridge that was a little cold.

He endured the pain in his teeth - he did not cast healing magic on himself. The reason why he did not do this thing that could relieve the pain and he could do it...

is because he wanted to keep the "pain", which was a respect for Iel's actions and the love she gave him.

He did not try to open the door, although even if it was locked with a chain, it should not be difficult for him to blast it open.

But he thought it was okay, just give up.

It's good to be raised by a sickly little maid.

It's just a broken hand or foot, it's nothing.

In this era where pain relief and medical treatment are unexpectedly effective, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Maybe if it hurts a little, you can still see Iel's excited smile.

He sat down slowly on the chair.

However, it's strange to say. Iel said she would prepare it herself - cutting a finger or something, it should only require a cutting board and a kitchen knife, right? Even the magic to stop bleeding and relieve pain can be cast by him, performing a fully autonomous finger cutting.

But... she seemed to have not come back for a long, long time.

Will looked at his wrist, where he usually wore a watch. He often needed to grasp the time, so he would wear a mechanical watch that was not priced in line with his status as a young master but was extremely accurate.

But there was no watch on his wrist...

Since when did it start?

Perhaps when Treya made him fall into a dream, in order to prevent him from noticing the confusion of time, she took away his watch?

...

So he didn't know the time.

He could only know from the gradually darkening sky outside the window, the increasingly blurred fingers in front of his eyes, and the darkness around him that seemed to swallow him up...

It was already dark - although it always got dark early in winter.

He remembered that what he hated most was dusk.

The horizon that seemed to be dark but not completely dark seemed to have a touch of light. It would never drag you into darkness in the next second, but slowly, slowly, you would find that the temperature you felt was cold, you would find that the surroundings were completely dark, and you would find that the street lights on the side of the street were on...

Oh yes, in the last life, he could still turn on the lights.

He opened his eyes and looked at his fingers.

But now, apart from knowing that he was trying to open his eyes, what he saw was no different from what he saw with his eyes closed.

Yeah...

But here...

There's not even a light...

Bang.

When he thought about this, a flame suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

It wasn't candlelight.

It was a very simple fingertip flame magic.

When he was in Entak First Academy, the first class of flame magic would learn this kind of magic to illuminate the dark.

Iel...?

No, no, he didn't hear the sound of going downstairs, the sound of the iron chain being opened, or even the sound of footsteps.

How could someone cast flame magic in the "secret room"? !

"Shh-oh, you didn't make a sound. I thought you would be surprised and shout when you saw me, and you would be moved to tears and hug me and cry."

Behind the flame, with one hand behind her back, a person stood very proudly...

Except for the back of her figure illuminated by the flame, which had a hint of warmth painted by the flame, her long black hair seemed to have melted into the darkness.

In the firelight, the angular and heroic features were more three-dimensional.

And the black eyes looked at him as if they were reflecting the flames as if they were the setting sun.

Shuona.

Of course he recognized her at first sight.

Even in the dim light, he could recognize her.

"You..."

He was interrupted by Shuona before he finished speaking -

"How did you know to come here again? How did you appear here quietly without destroying anything? How did you come to you? The reason is indeed very complicated. Let me answer the middle question first - after all, I will need it later."

She seemed to be much happier to see Will than Will was to see her coming to save people, and she kept talking.

Will did not continue to speak, just looking at her illuminated by the weak firelight.

"In short, this new weapon I got - perhaps it should be regarded as the weapon you gave me. It is not fixed. It is usually a dagger, but it can be changed at will, just like the shadow guard we met in the tenth dungeon."

Shuona turned the dagger in her hand very happily.

In Will's eyes, in just over ten seconds of her speaking, the dagger changed its form four or five times, becoming a slingshot, a long blade, and even a small pistol.

"Perhaps it's because of the characteristics of its shadow. As long as the black shadow covers the place, it can be used to 'drill', and the thinner wall can reach the other side - fortunately it's dark at night, and there are opportunities everywhere."

"Is that so..."

He sighed.

Sure enough, Shuna is the "protagonist".

No matter what kind of situation she encounters, she can always rely on her luck to get out of it, and even after getting out of it, she can always get the best reward. Whether it's getting stronger or her own talent, she can always be at the forefront.

"As for Iel. You may not know that the Systrom family is now covered by some kind of barrier, and the temperature and humidity are very abnormal."

"I can come in thanks to you showing me some things about the Su Bing array, allowing me to interpret them and sneak in."

"But of course she can find out the entry of outsiders. In order to confuse her, I divided the outer clothes with my scent into many pieces and scattered a lot of them in the direction of the forest."

"In short, she should not be aware of the props that can penetrate the wall. I don't want to fight again, so let's save it for later."

Very optimistic, as if everything can be solved with her.

Very adventurous, no matter how difficult it seems, she seems to have the courage to do it and achieve it.

"So, as you said, escape first, then organize yourself, and find a way to teach these three a lesson!"

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