[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 184 - There is a gap

On the third day of Fu Yan's morning run, Fan Xiang started to add fighting skills classes to him. Fu Yan also joked that Fan Xiang had become a "professional fitness coach".

Fan Xiangyi soon discovered that Fu Yan's physical skills were not without bright spots, at least his reactions were quick and flexible. Reflected in actual training, he is very opportunistic.

"Don't be like this." Fan Xiang pinched Fu Yan's wrist, and with a little force, Fu Yan's dagger was knocked out of his hand. He easily caught it with his other hand, "Don't form this habit of throwing it away in the future. In actual combat, it is easy to lose the weapon."

"...My hands are sore." Fu Yan said, "My muscles are tired and I have no strength." "

Then take a rest." Fan Xiangyi's hand holding his wrist turned into a gentle rubbing, and the other hand Melt the ice off the dagger, and then put the dagger back into the sheath on Fu Yan's waist. Fu Yan couldn't stand the resentful ghost's anger for too long, so Fan Xiangyi used special ice to freeze it with a thin layer to prevent the dagger from emitting black smoke when it was pulled out. At the same time, ice can also bring some cold feeling to Fu Yan, allowing him to adapt to the feeling of using this dagger.

Fu Yan felt that the squeeze was sore and numb, and he couldn't pull his hand away immediately: "You can do this again?"

"Is it difficult?" Fan Xiang could tell where his muscles were stiff even with a few glances, without even using his hands. , "Your basic physical strength is too bad."

Fu Yan withdrew his hand: "I know I'm bad, why do you want you to say it so many times?"

"Are you saying you're angry?" Fan Xiang said, "Then let me say something else. . Your reaction is very sensitive, as if you have been specially trained. I just think that if your body reaction can keep up with your brain, you will make great progress." "

It's hard for you to rack your brains to praise me, teacher." Fu Yan was tired and hot, and didn't want to argue with him, so he simply turned around and walked away, "No more practice."

Fan Xiang said, "You want to skip class for the first skill training?"

"My hands will shake if I continue to practice." Fu Yan didn't look back, "I have to sign the contract later, and I don't want to embarrass myself when signing."

Fan Xiang said, "Then you have to make up the second half of the class tonight."

Fu Yan said nothing at all.

Seeing that his hand had already grasped the doorknob, Fan walked towards the meteor, put his hands on his shoulders and turned him around: "Okay, I apologize, I won't say this easily in the future."

Fu Yan was surprised, this It's so easy for a tyrant to apologize for a trivial matter.

Although Fu Yan was indeed a little emotional, a large part of it was because practice made him irritable. Fan Xiangyi's words could at most be considered a trigger. Fu Yan didn't want to have to deal with these things with him, so he wanted to get out of this environment and calm down on his own.

Now, Fan Xiangyi actually apologized for a few words. Fu Yan actually knew that he was treating people wrongly, and only very few people could enjoy this treatment.

In other words, there is only one person.

"...No need to apologize, you were right." Fu Yan responded rationally, "This is my problem. I am angry with myself. There is no need to end up like this because of this matter." "

Then let's each take a step back." Fan Xiangyi looked at him and said, "If you feel something makes you unhappy in the future, just say it and don't turn around and run away. If I really went too far, I will apologize to you and the matter will be resolved, okay?"

In theory ? , there is nothing wrong with Fan Xiangyi's words.

But Fu Yan has a lot of memories related to Fan Xiangyi, and he fully understands how valuable it is that His Majesty, who has always "not forced when he can do it", can come up with such a rational plan for interpersonal communication.

Fu Yan couldn't help but said: "You seem to have really changed a lot..."

"Otherwise? Do you think it's a lie that I have adapted to those management jobs for so long?" Fan Xiangyi looked into his eyes, "And you are special, of course. Special treatment."

A thought ran through Fu Yan's mind: How long can this "specialness" last?

He didn't dare to ask directly. After all, judging from experience, Fan Xiangyi wouldn't like this kind of question, and Fu Yan didn't want to irritate him so directly. He just said: "I'm just an ordinary person. If you put your thoughts on me, I hope you don't suddenly feel that it's not worth it."

"What are you talking about? I don't know if it's worth it?" Fan Xiangyi He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, you've already considered what will happen next, so are you considering accepting me?" "

I'm just stating the facts." Fu Yan calmed himself down, "I don't know what will happen in the future and what the results will be. . But I hope you don't think it's worth it and take it out on me. No matter how hard I train, I can't stand your finger."

Fan Xiangyi felt something was wrong and pressed one hand on the door panel behind Fu Yan, squinting. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "I hope you are not setting the stage for rejecting me."

Fu Yan said, "..."

"But I am not afraid of rejecting you this time. I reject your rejection." Fan Xiang lowered his eyes and sneered, and then Looking at Fu Yan, he said slowly, "Okay, if you want this guarantee, I will give you this guarantee. I am responsible for my own work and will not take it out on others because of my own failure or incompetence. I have never had such a bad habit. You should be able to figure this out from your memory."

After a pause, he added: "Also, don't think about this all the time. I don't want you to be afraid of me. It's fine now. I said you have 'poor physical strength' or something like that. It's also an unintentional remark made casually on the basis of reciprocity. If you don't like it, I won't say it or say it less. You don't need to think too much, I won't give you a note for such a trivial matter. "

Fu Yan had nothing to say. He himself didn't know why the topic ended here while he was talking.

Fan Xiang tugged on his ear: "Come back to your senses, did you hear me?"

Fu Yan slapped his hand away: "...I heard you."

"You always say you want to lie down and be a 'salted fish', what's going on in your head? More than anyone else, I guess it's a big project for you." Fan Xiang said, "Anyway, remember, you can just accept whatever I do to you. I won't keep accounts for you, so don't keep thinking about me. Do you understand what will happen to you in the end?"

"I understand."

"I hope you really understand. I'm sorry you've thought so much about it, I'm afraid of you." Fan Xiang asked Fu Yan's back She lifted her waist and put him in her arms. Fu Yan was startled for a moment, but found that Fan Xiang was just taking him farther away so he could open the door.

Fan Xiang opened the door with his arms around him, and then pushed Fu Yan out: "Okay, if you don't want to practice, go take a shower."

Fu Yan stopped at the door and subconsciously turned to look at him. Fan Xiang said, "Why, you still want to hug me? I welcome you."

Fu Yan turned around and walked away.

Fan Xiangyi leaned against the door and watched him leave quickly, smiling silently.

His intuition was always accurate - one of the eggs seemed to have cracks.

***

On this day's dinner, Shen Xiuyuan was the host and invited Fu Yan, Fan Xiangyi and the Cen siblings to dinner.

In fact, this meeting was mainly for signing a contract. Mr. Shen had a fixed income, so he was the host. As for Fan Xiangyi being the contract supervisor, Shen Xiuyuan also agreed. Although Fan Xiang was on Fu Yan's side at first glance, Shen Xiuyuan didn't really want a supervisor, he just thought it would be good to have a relationship with this line.

As for Cen Yi and Cen Yi, they were invited to be witnesses.

"As for your bonus in the marble league, I got an advantage." Shen Xiuyuan said, "When I went to contact the arena, the arena said that there was support from the Nanmu faction behind the marble league. Your bonus has been personally taken care of by the Nanmu Sect, and there will never be any tricks. So maybe most of my work is just verification, and there is no need to bargain."

Fu Yan was confused: "The Nanmu Sect is not engaged in cultivation or Taoism. ?They have a marble league?"

"After all, the profits from gambling are huge, so what kind of project should you invest in?" Shen Xiuyuan smiled, "Do you want to do some projects in this area?" "

You can come up with an overall plan when the time comes. You don't have to think of each one to ask now." Fu Yan said, "By the way, I want to know who is inheriting and confiscating the thief's property. If it is confiscated, forget it. If it is divided by others, find some compensation for Cen Yi." Before

Shen Xiuyuan spoke, Dai Bowen said: "I think it is okay. I'm asking for compensation. And if I can get it, won't it cover the consulting fee that Dawn gave me? No one will suffer, which is good." After

he said this, Shen Xiuyuan pinched his finger: "Okay, I'll go figure it out."

As he spoke, the contract was laid out. In triplicate, Party B Shen Xiuyuan, Party A Fu Yan and Party C Fan Xiangyi each have one copy. The content includes the overall financial management operation and this separate bonus negotiation. Shen Xiuyuan took a stylish-looking pen to sign the contract, while Fu Yan took Ke Xinya's pen.

Shen Xiuyuan asked kindly: "Do you want to use my pen to sign?"

Fu Yan shook his head and said no, while Cen Yi and Cen Yi reminded him: "That is the pen of the pen fairy, to detect all falsehoods..."

Shen Xiuyuan Hearing this, he said, "I'm offended."

"It's okay." Fu Yan signed his name. It's been a long time since he signed a contract based solely on his name. In the era he lived in, all contracts were electronically generated, and the signing was confirmed through fingerprints and irises. The written words were names, but what was actually signed was personal credit. Now just writing a name, Fu Yan feels that the credibility it represents is questionable.

However, in a world where contracts may not necessarily have much binding force, it is a bit redundant to worry about the binding force of signatures. Besides, isn't there still Brahma Xiangyi?

Fan Xiangyi's signature...without a pen.

His mark was made with the spirit of ghost and resentment. To the naked eye, it was just a few wisps of black smoke forming a pattern mark on the page. Shen Xiuyuan didn't think much about it, feeling that this was similar to a personal chapter. Fu Yan understood immediately at first glance that this was Fan Xiangyi's "mark of the monarch".

To put it simply, it is a unique mark when conveying His Majesty's orders to the entire ghost realm.

It means that this order is the will of Brahma to the One, and all rulers must implement it. Disobeying the order is a provocation and declaration of war against the tyrant.

Fu Yan had used many of these seals in his previous life, but later Fan Xiang was too lazy to seal them one by one, so he found the holy book and gave it to the Archon, and forcibly improved the Archon's strength. If there is an order that even the holy books cannot handle, Fan Xiangyi will take action personally.

Now Fan Xiangyi has printed his own mark on the contract, which means that if there is a problem with this contract, he will handle everything personally.

Shen Xiuyuan didn't know how powerful this mark was, but he knew that the black smoke used by Fan Xiangyi was the resentment of evil spirits commonly seen in the world of horror games. After the base was merged, the top leaders of all organizations spread the news that Fan Xiangyi must be a member of the "Security Team". Now that Shen Xiuyuan has seen it with his own eyes, he can confirm that Fan Xiangyi is at least a fierce ghost.

However, these are all Shen Xiuyuan's inner thoughts, which are not revealed on his face. After signing the contract, we tidied up and started serving food. It should be said that the newly merged base is indeed richer in supplies, and there are even more ways to cook. Fu Yan had a taste of it, then picked up some shrimps and started peeling them.

At the same time, Fan Xiangyi also picked up shrimps and started peeling them.

Fu Yan glanced at it curiously. Fan Xiangyi didn't eat this food last time. Is he interested this time?

Speaking of which, Fu Yan still doesn't know what flavor Fan Xiangyi likes. Every time Fan Xiangyi just eats with him casually and doesn't eat much. Maybe he has no idea about eating at all. This time Fan Xiangyi actually took the initiative to touch the shrimp, which made Fu Yan couldn't help but look at him all the time.

When Fan Xiangyi peeled off a shrimp with a little clumsiness, he turned his head to meet Fu Yan's gaze and threw the shrimp into his bowl.

Fu Yan: "...wait, that's not what I meant!"