From a personal perspective, Lu Ke thinks he should be a vulgar person. What is a vulgar person? It is the kind of ordinary person who has no elegant hobbies, can't take care of the daffodils in the vase on the table, can't tell the names of the types of clothes and pants, can't help but take a few more glances when seeing a beautiful girl wearing black silk legs passing by, occasionally goes out with friends to talk about the international situation with barbecue skewers and cold beer, and complains about the stupid colleagues and bosses at work. Mediocre and ordinary, can be seen everywhere. Ordinary, really ordinary. It is difficult for Lu Ke to find something that exceeds the category of ordinary people. He is 175 cm tall, not tall or short, weighs 128 kg, not fat or thin, looks pretty but not very handsome. His second-tier education is buried in the number of tens of millions of college graduates, and his work resume is just a piece of data in the unemployment rate. He is like a drop of water in the sea when he gets into the crowd, and there is nothing conspicuous. Unlucky, it is indeed a bit unlucky. The outbreak happened when I graduated, and my city was one of the first seven cities to be locked down. I couldn't even leave the house, let alone go back to school for the spring recruitment. It was so hard to find a job, but time and opportunity wait for no one, and all the positions were already saturated. Lu Ke bit the bullet and handed in his resume, which was completely worthless. The interviewers took turns to look at him over and over like a doll, and started to give a brief and concise evaluation.
Sorry, we only want postgraduates, sorry, you have to have a certificate in postpartum rehabilitation services, sorry, we hope that fresh graduates have three years of internship experience... He got angry and left with his tail between his legs. It's like kicking cotton to mess with him! The little scum who was just eating and waiting to die just came out of the ivory tower and happened to encounter a tornado that is rarely seen in a century. He and the unlucky guys in the same batch were swept up to the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground, falling half to death. If he were to ask him, he would have chosen to be a male nurse. Although male nurses in hospitals are treated like animals and do all the dirty and tiring work, at least they don't have to worry about finding a job, and all departments will be vying for them. At this point, Lu Ke can only comfort himself in his heart that all roads lead to Rome. If the job in his major doesn't work, he can find another one. How many jobs are professionally matched these days? Lao Ma was an English teacher at the beginning, and he was still doing well. Maybe he can change his track and "a golden unicorn is not a pond thing, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds." Thinking this way, Lu Ke rushed to the talent market with drooling, ushering in a new round of sorry. Sorry that your brain is not flexible enough, sorry that you don't have work, sorry that you don't have weekends off and overtime pay, sorry that your moral bottom line is too high, sorry that you have bad luck... Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, there was a time when Lu Ke's mind was full of these three words, and he felt mental vomit all over his intestines, but he couldn't vomit it out to the interviewer's head with a severely receding hairline. In the following years, he worked in sales, electronics factories, and logistics companies, but the bosses he met were like they didn't know how to write the three words "labor law" and always treated their employees like cattle and horses. In the middle of the process, he thought about buying a gaming helmet to work as a bricklayer in "Jiuzhou World". This was probably the most reliable choice. Unfortunately, the expensive price of gaming helmets means that working as a bricklayer these days also requires starting capital. Once, when he was working the night shift and working overtime for a month, he had a double debuff. When he saw the message on WeChat that the prodigal parents were shamelessly asking him for money, Lu Ke looked at himself in the mirror, looking haggard like a dead person, and suddenly felt a little sad and angry. Is this called life? Is this the life of a human being? He recalled an impressive article in his high school textbook, called "Contracted Laborers", which described the difficult situation of contracted laborers in plain but shocking words, including horrible working hours, not being able to take leave, being poured with cold water when sick and having to continue working, and having to fight for leftovers. His young heart was devastated when he read it, and he shed tears of sympathy. Now, he has to work fourteen hours a day, the assembly line calls for death, eats stuff like pig feed, dares not get sick or take leave, and his life is not much better than "reed sticks". I am actually a contracted laborer? Lu Ke felt more and more sad and melancholy, feeling that he was Fantine in "Les Miserables", and the ragtag family at home was a combination of the Thenardiers and their daughter Cosette. All along the way, he could only sell, sell, sell, sell, sell dignity, sell labor, sell labor, sell health. What can I do next? He should be like Fantine, who shouted "Sell the whole thing!" after selling his hair and front teeth. Luke chose to quit his job, ignoring the hypocritical advice of the black-hearted team leader, and used the most vicious words he could think of in his life to insult the black intermediary and delete her WeChat, determined to change to a new track.
He spent some time to restore his complexion, and found a relatively clean and pretty face. He used his connections to find a female internet celebrity with a little fame, and planned to make some marginal videos with her, hoping that one day he would be noticed by the "sister" who appreciated his strengths and live a life driving a Land Rover. Everything went so smoothly. He passed the interview of MCN, tried hard to persuade the arrogant female internet celebrity, and passed by the landlord named Luo, ready to welcome a new life. Then he was hit by a mud truck. A rising live broadcast star died in the last step of the preparation stage. He just thought about giving up his dignity and chastity to find a sister who needed her boyfriend to help cut the 50th birthday cake, and then he paid the price with his life. It was as if the whole world was telling him, brother, I really can't bear for you to eat this bowl of rice. Why should you force yourself to bear the steel balls and flamethrowers? Just start it again! Lu Ke always feels that the world has become particularly magical since the beginning of the epidemic, but no matter how magical it is, he, an ordinary person, would not think about the possibility of being reborn in a different world. It’s not like I read too many novels. So when the dump truck roared towards him, what Luke was thinking about was not that he was working hard for the army of time-travelers, but where would he be buried in the future? Don't even think about the cemetery. I remember that my hometown village established a free cemetery two years ago. It costs no money and only requires a small management fee every year. Because they are so cheap, each monument is so close that they want to be stuck together. The space in front is so small that even an adult cannot kneel down and worship. Also because of the low price, many villagers chose to go there. According to the good-for-nothing dad, living alive is as oppressive as living dead is equally oppressive. At that time, Luke argued with him that dead people have no feelings, and that what happens after death is purely for the living to see, to satisfy vanity, but not in reincarnation. To himself... He felt that actually a better cemetery would be worthy of the hardships he had endured over the years, but the location of the cemetery could not be bought out. Digging it out after twenty years and throwing it away seemed to be more valuable than the shabby small cemetery in the village. miserable. You should go to Hegang to buy an apartment to serve as a mourning hall. The shabby houses in that remote place are as cheap as cabbage. They are spacious and bright, and can accommodate dozens of urns without being crowded. They can be renewed after 50 years... … When his body flew up, Luke was still thinking about all the messy and troublesome things. It seemed that as long as he thought about it more, all the troubles would go away. He felt like his shoes flew off, and he didn't feel much pain when he landed on the ground. Luke, who understood what this situation meant, suddenly felt that many things became unimportant. For example, a mother who loaned her family savings to loan sharks and was defrauded of all her money; a father who got into a pig-killing fund and started selling funds without insurance; a father who got married and gave birth to two children but was cold-blooded and wanted a divorce but was worried that the children would be weak and could only complain to him. elder sister…… Another example is that I have never been able to find a serious job, and all my attempts have ended in failure. Maybe I can move towards a new life. It's all unimportant. After landing, Luke coughed up a pool of blood and a few sticky lumps. He thought they were probably broken internal organs, and the chance of rescue was zero. In the past, he always complained that life was boring, that jobs were hard to find, friends were hard to come by, and confidants were hard to find. Life was like a bitch, and he pushed him to the ground repeatedly. Afterwards, he was not willing to spend two dollars to insult his loyal personality, but his throat was sore. He contracted and squeezed and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, letting the heavy rain drenched him to the core. But now, Lu Ke feels that he still wants to live. Unfortunately, physical injuries are not controlled by consciousness. The human mind and body are two related but independent systems. You can explode with far more strength than usual in critical moments, but you cannot stop those bleeding wounds. , you can insist on living tenaciously for days and nights without eating or drinking, but you will never be able to make the water glass on the table move even one nanometer in your direction with your thoughts. As soon as the adrenaline wore off, Luke could only fall to the ground, feeling heartbreaking pain in a physical sense. There is a saying that people who feel that they are hurt to death when they are emotionally hurt will feel love after experiencing it. Love is nothing. The distress and despair in literary works are completely child's play compared to the pain in the physical sense. The most annoying thing is that he can't even take out his mobile phone to clear the travel history. Luke felt sad in his heart. He hadn't waited for the Steam Halloween sale to buy a few games that he wanted to play but were too expensive. He hadn't waited for the release of Black Myth to win TGA's best of the year. He hadn't waited for FGO's 10th anniversary to select a limited five-star. He hadn't given it to him. Equip yourself with a 4090 desktop computer and a 4k high-brush display to play 3A... At least let him lose his virginity and die! Why didn't you reveal your girlfriend's secret when you were dating in college because of your sense of responsibility? He's such an idiot. In the 21st fucking century, men and women are having sex just like World War II, and yet he's still doing it purely for fun. Is innocence something ordinary people can afford? When you are out of society and have no money, dogs will ignore you. You should have more love affairs while your figure is not fat, your face is not weathered, and your beautiful female classmates still don’t understand the true meaning that money is the winner in life! In the next life, you must be a scumbag!
At the end, Lu Ke used his last strength, smiled with difficulty, and raised his middle finger to the dump truck driver who was running away in panic. Run away idiot. The penalty for hit and run is even more severe! I call you a stinky idiot for running a red light without looking at the road! … "So, brother, there is no future for pure love. If we look back on our lives, we will find that pure love has been out of date a long time ago, and the harem is the king." Dragon Clan Lu Ke earnestly advised Chengli Lu Ke, who had just returned to the space, and kept talking. "Everyone is criticizing the harem, and everyone wants to open a harem. Once the time of wise men is over, won't those bitches still get the latest resources and fancy work from me?" Lu Ke, the Dragon Clan, clasped his hands together and showed no trace of shyness on his expression. Instead, he had the demeanor of a compassionate and compassionate critic of the Savior. He was reciting the questions and answers about Han Shan and Shi De from the Buddhist Zen monk's Quotations of the Ancient Master. “How should I deal with people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me?” "Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you can see him." Out of respect for his seniors and his "if you don't agree with me, you deserve to be unlucky" face, Chengli Lu Ke spoke weakly. "Well, I'm not a pure lover. There are two of them now." This was the second time he came to the shared space. He had just come in and touched Lan Long's handsome body, but when he left, he was sealed to the abode of the gods. After dividing his consciousness, he was bored and wanted to go to the space water group. As a result, it failed to pass the certification and could not penetrate the mist. It was also at that time that the Lukes learned for the first time that the soul consciousness could not enter the space due to incomplete unity. It actually had an anti-theft function! Luke, the dragon tribe, shook his head in disdain: "You are just putting this aside to preserve your health! Are these two worthy of being called a harem? They have both become the kings of the world and started a new era. Not to mention imitating Gilgamesh of ancient Babylonia during the Sumerian period and becoming a harem for all the people." For the first night of my life, I should choose the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard to enrich my palace!" "Ah... I just gave myself the status of a super administrator. I have no intention of subverting the social power. As long as my orders can be implemented, nothing else matters." Chengli Luke scratched his head and said, "Just...just let nature take its course. Once you find someone you like, I'm also thinking about vigorously developing technology and playing Black Myth as soon as possible." "Without delay, I will also vigorously develop technology and play with black mythology!" Luke, the dragon clan, winked and looked proud: "I have brought a lot of technology to the level ten years from now. Games, novels, movies, etc. have all been updated to the latest versions and some magic modifications have been made." Chengli Lu Ke was slightly shocked: "How did you do it!?" A voice full of energy intervened. "Of course it's because of me!" Weird Luke intervened in the conversation between the two Lukes. His face was full of smiles, and he was no longer as depressed as before. "Although the technology tree of the future world I am in is not that bright, it is still 2124 after all. Not to mention the Black Myth itself, Shituoling DLC, GTA12, Baldur's Gate 6, Diablo 9... what you are talking about All of the Lifetime series are available! Just copy and share the data, it’s not a problem.” Dragon Clan Luke clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up: "This is called being far ahead!" "Oh! Is the Song of Silk out?"
"It's called Silk Pigeon, so of course it's a pigeon!" The somewhat excited conversation between a few people disturbed the trio of Dead Fire Sea who were playing Landlord next to them. When they saw Weird Luk coming online, they immediately started teasing mode. "Hey, is this Immortal Brother?" "Has the world been destroyed today?" "I guess not, otherwise why wouldn't it be announced in a high-profile manner and engraved on the stone monument of a major event?" Weird Luke: "..." These three people who are engaged in cliques should be damned! This is the reason why boys don’t like to post on Moments. If you post a sad sentence, there will be a group of "sad brothers" below. If you post a melancholy sentence, there will be a group of "melancholy brothers" below. If you post a sad sentence, the following will laugh. You are a "delicate boy", you are given a room certificate, and underneath it is something like "v me 50", "Stop pretending, there are beakers outside!" and so on. "Destroy... destroy the world, Lu Ke's matter, can it be called the destruction of the world..." Weird Luke hesitated and glared at the other Lukes angrily, and the shared space was filled with a happy atmosphere. After resting, I feel a little better mentally.