American Fortune Life

“General rule number one, hey, in a networked state, randomly messes with a lot of players, for one purpose only, kills you! ”

Andy smiled and wrote the first chapter after clearing the scene. In the top white space, he wrote down the shameless way of killing people, which was also the most pitiful way for Andy to scold his street father when he played the game.

“Number two, without the pause key, you can make something that you really want to pause the key interface with, monster, skeleton or something, it's time to walk, it's time to kill... ”

Hey, who hasn't touched water, answered the phone, went to the bathroom while playing games... Press the pause button, jump out of a similar interface, come back and see, the character is dead!

“Article 3, cannot be archived... Fight again!”

Andy was a little hesitant on this one, and to be honest, the setup was a bit deadly. To be honest, the setup tortured to death players with jobs, families, and anything else to do. Few people fit to play this game without archives, except for the boring, comforting, all-day residential guys.

He grabbed his chin with a pencil, bit his lips, frowned slightly, began to tangle, and finally drew a question mark on this article, which needed to be discussed with the crowd when he got back to the game company, although he preferred to file after three or four special chapters.

After all, there is no archive, this can cause some players to lose patience, not every player has enough time to do nothing but play this game, which is also an important reason for this game to play the streets in the early stages. Think about it, after a big BOSS in the final chapter drops a character, players have to start playing from scratch. Nima, sorry for not playing the streets. Shattered handle!

“The fourth is the prank prompt system, which allows the player to leave a hint at a specific location of the game, giving the later some useful information, such as" Be careful, there's boss out there ”, adding some tension, and then the player finds out it's just a pit! ”

Andy laughed satisfied, looked at his setup, very happy, didn't believe the pit undead players, promised that they would be abused to death to live, haha, they would love this game, not abuse enough to produce iron powder.

He held a pencil, the tip of the pencil fell on the blank paper above him, switched to the superdivine state, painted the different costumes of the 10 characters in the game. Although he did not have any drawing skills, there was still no difficulty in following the simple brush painting of the gourd drawing lady. As for the specific figure of the character, this game player could set it according to his own preferences.

Then there are eight proficiency parameter diagrams, relative to career parameter selection, all listed. As for the guardian boss for each chapter of the game, Andy wasn't in a hurry to draw it, he could only draw an approximate one, and he needed professional beauticians to restore it.

As Andy was busy, she shouted and Ivana woke up from her sleep, blinking her eyes just as Andy looked at her.

Andy put down his pen, walked to the bed, lay beside him, smiled and caressed her face gently, saying, "Are you awake? ”

Ivana smiled sweetly, winked her lower eyes, held her upper body up, kissed Andy's cheek, the quilt slipped off, the strappy nightdress fell off, the arrogant upper half appeared, it was definitely a D, what a burden!

Andy couldn't help but swallow his saliva without hesitating to stick his head in...

Ivana blushed slightly and pushed Andy away as hard as she could. The joke just now sobered Ivana up completely. She looked at Andy with one arm supporting her head without a breath. She said, "I hate...” Then she walked into the bathroom without going back, and she had to take a shower.

Andy hey laughed a few times, sat up from bed, walked back to the desk, put his previous painting game plan in order, put it aside, looked at what had not stopped him, left his mouth behind, helplessly switched to the superdeity state, his mind quickly calmed down, this spin state, without the tent, he only walked out of the bedroom with confidence.

In the living room, Andy was distracted from watching the comedy on TV and from time to time turned to Ivana, who was doing yoga on a yoga mat on a panoramic balcony with warm, sunny floors, and she had made several difficult moves.

Wearing a bright grey slim yoga outfit with no nei clothes on it, fully displaying her mature rhythm and all kinds of wind qing, her long, lifted blonde hair soaked with sweat from sports and stuck to her pretty face. Adequate aerobic activity makes her pretty, white face reddish, her yoga suit completely wet with sweat, and the classic convex image of Ivana, where YOUHUO can make any man crazy.

Andy is speechless, Nima, what a little devil qing, so GOU people, shook his head and laughed bitterly, only to see if he could eat, it was a pain...

By 4 p.m., she had showered again, washed off her sweaty Ivana, dressed in pure cotton casual clothes, dished with long blonde hair, walked into the kitchen, took over the ingredients prepared by the maid and started cooking dinner for Andy.

Ivana is also a smart soul, she can not only eat but also make good food, she is very good at cooking.

Andy took the remote and leaned against the bar in the open kitchen, watching Ivana grab the stainless steel basin with her hand, and started stirring the YE body of butter heated by a mixture of flour, eggs, and cow nai, and put it aside after stirring evenly.

And I looked up at Andy, and I laughed, and I said, "Do you like apples or pineapples? Would you like some raisins? ”

Andy shrugged his shoulder and said, "Apple, fry some bacon. ”

“The steak has been marinated for over three hours, black pepper steak, you'll love it...” Ivana looked like a housewife, smiling at the corner of her mouth, putting a bright red tomato on the case board, cutting it open with a shiny sharp knife in her hand, placing it on a clean white plate, then broccoli, Andy had to put his mouth aside, he didn't like broccoli at all, and at that point he had a consensus with the President of the Little Flying Shoes.

I hated broccoli, and let the little flying shoes say after the president at the time, "When I was a kid, my mother always forced me to eat broccoli, and now I'm president, I can finally stop eating this stuff! ”

Ivana didn't lift her head, focused on packing the broccoli and smiling at the corner of her mouth, seemed to know what Andy was thinking, and said slowly: “The nutritional content of the broccoli is not only high, but also very comprehensive, especially rich in folic acid, and the vitamin C content is much higher than that of the chili, which is recognized by the whole world as anti-cancer. ”

As soon as the voice paused, he looked up at a pair of Andy who didn't think he was expressing himself, his eyes were facing each other, his eyes sparkling with brilliance, and he said, "So you have to eat all the broccoli on the plate later! ”

Andy opened his mouth slightly, trying to say something, and eventually fell under Ivana's gaze and turned away from the kitchen, leaving only Ivana and the maid giggling.