Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

It was mid-winter, and it was snowing outside the house, about an inch deep, and the fine flakes fell on Cheng Ji's forehead, making him shiver violently.

It’s so cold!

It wasn't cold, but it was especially bitter today because he wore not only shorts and fishnet socks, but also strappy sandals.

"..." Cheng Ji glanced at his heels silently, and said to himself that you have suffered, snow soaked you, and blingbling fake diamonds on your shoes have worn you down. You have been in this world for less than an hour, and you have spent more than 20 years in your previous life. Experience all the things you haven't experienced, and you will grow!

It wasn't that he wanted to scold him intentionally, Manager Zhou dressed him up in such a way that he was using too much force, not to mention Qi Beisong was unbearable, even he himself felt that he would be blind if he looked at it too much.

The shoes are actually fucking stilettos. Although they are not high, they are small and stiletto!

By the way, he really walked for a long time wearing these shoes just now?Could it be that he has some talent?

...stop, don't think about it.

He pulled off the stiletto sandals, lowered his waist, and walked silently along the corner.

The warning sound of the plot manager has not stopped since he turned out of the bathroom window.

——The second plot deviation warning, Cheng Ji, please return to your place quickly.

——Don't go your own way, make mistakes again and again, the plot manager has the right to decide...

"Decided what?" Cheng Ji asked, "Decided to kill me?"

——The story manager has no right to decide the death of the character.

Cheng Dian nodded and said: "Well, you are quite honest. I can basically see that you don't have much authority, and you can't control many things, so you keep reminding me repeatedly. To put it bluntly, you The behavior is called capitulation, not even a threat."

The plot manager was silent.

Cheng Ji said: "In this novel, I'm just a supporting role. There are only five lines of lines, and they should all be dispensable short nonsense. You can only maintain these five lines. Everything else about me You can't even get in there right? In professional terms, I'm too insignificant to be a character, there's no OOC, so I can do anything."

——Yes, but morally speaking, you can't destroy the main plot and the correct role of the protagonists.

"Hey!" Cheng Ji sneered, "Daoyi?"

- The administrator has emergency measures.

"Okay, let him come and see who can stop me."

The plot manager didn't speak, probably because Cheng Ji's behavior was so outrageous that people couldn't deal with it.

Cheng Ji continued to move forward. Not long after, he felt that he was close to his destination, so he raised his head and looked at the row of windows above his head, guessing which one belonged to private room 388.

He stayed in that suite for about a minute and a half just now, observing the layout of the room: the living room is in the center, the master bedroom is on the right, and the guest room and entertainment room are on the left.Among them, the master bedroom has a large terrace, which can be seen from the living room porch, which is a feature of Room 388.

Cheng Ji quickly found the protruding terrace, but directly below the terrace was a lake.

It was the end of December in the Gregorian calendar, and it was late at night. Even in Hongcheng, where the climate is relatively warm, the temperature was below freezing at this time, and the lake surface was covered with thin ice that could not bear the weight a few hours ago.

Cheng Ji didn't want to go to the ice lake to play in the water at this time, in case of leg cramps and drowning, the protagonist No. [-] could not be saved, and his ghostly appearance might scare the innocent salvage personnel tomorrow morning.

He had to find another breakthrough, so he stood a little farther away, trying to observe as comprehensively as possible.

At the corner of the side terrace, he found another window. Judging from its location, it was very close to the master bedroom; judging from its style, it opened and closed with a single leaf, and it was likely to be the bathroom window.

Is that the bathroom in the master bedroom?

Due to the limited vision, he didn't find this window when he entered Room 388 just now. To verify whether his guess was correct, he had to climb up to have a look.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, moved his limbs, and supported the window sill on the first floor with his almost frozen fingers.

The small buildings of the clubhouse in Shuiyue Mountain Villa are all European-style, with complex and gorgeous buildings. This feature makes each of its facades suitable for climbing.Cheng Ji gathered his energy and prepared to go up.

The Scenario Manager's warning sounds like stalking flies.

——The last serious plot deviation warning, please go back to where you should be, and don't disrupt the correct operation of the plot.

Cheng Ji asked in a voiceless guttural voice: The correct plot, huh?Let me ask you, which point is correct about the surnamed Qi abusing the surnamed Shen?

——At the beginning of the plot, there are elements of forced love, but at the end of HE, Shen Zimo will love Qi Beisong deeply in the prison.

I can fuck you! ! !

Cheng Ji was so angry that he almost burst out laughing.

——Please do not attack the plot manager with rude language.

Cheng Ji thought angrily: That's not love, that's Stockholm Syndrome!

First, the victim must genuinely feel that the perpetrator is a threat to her very existence.

Second, during the hijacking process, the victim must realize that the perpetrator may be doing little favors.

Third, the victim must be insulated from all other perspectives except that of the perpetrator, without outside information.

Fourth, the victim must believe that escape is impossible.

(The above is from Baidu Encyclopedia)

The so-called "forced love" between Shen Zimo and Qi Beisong must meet the conditions for the formation of the four Stockholm syndromes, so he is not in love, but sick!

——The plot manager must remind you that the world you are in is a novel, without these logics.

But I am not a novel, Cheng Ji thought.

——Qi Beisong is a well-deserved protagonist. He is handsome, young, and strong. He has a status, power, and wealth that ordinary people cannot match. He is worthy of Shen Zimo's love.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Cheng Ji made a slight sound, thinking: This is really amazing!so what?

In the silent verbal battle with the plot administrator, he had already climbed to the second floor with difficulty.

It's difficult, firstly because this body is really hard to use, and his limbs are weak, as if he hasn't had enough food for hundreds of years; secondly, because it's too cold, his fingers are so cold that he can't feel it, it's all by willpower support.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, the plot manager made a desperate voice:

- Scenario crash warning for the first time.

Cheng Ji thought with relief: Good!Will it collapse so soon?What about your emergency plan?

- Failure of emergency plan.Cheng Ji, you are a small character with only five lines, you are not qualified to make such a decision, which will lead to serious consequences.

Cheng Ji didn't dare to take a break, worried that the cold would penetrate into his fragile joints, and even more worried that he would be discouraged if he stopped, so he gritted his teeth and sneered: That's right, but the little character needs a hero to save the beauty!

- The Scenario Manager condemns your actions.

Cheng Ji thought: I condemn you too!But since you're a robot and you don't see the end of the dragon, I won't come and beat you myself!

— Severe condemnation.

Cheng Ji seized the time to challenge: Bah, I'm afraid of you?

- System crash warning a second time.Cheng Ji, you will pay the price.

Cheng Ji didn't care, he would die again at worst, at least he saved someone.

Having said that, the weakness of this body was far beyond Cheng Ji's imagination. He felt like an [-]-jin weight. If he relaxed a little, he would fall heavily and hit the center of the earth.

His arms are numb, his legs are weak, and the stars are flying around his eyes... This is just climbing the third floor from the outer wall. In his previous life, he could walk back and forth within ten seconds.

At that time, he still liked to jump down from the roof of the building against the wind with a rope tied around his waist. He stood on his head tensely, with his hands spread out, and only his toes were caught on the safety rope. He opened his eyes wide and watched the solid ground rush towards him. The speed close to weightlessness is frightening, yet exciting.

But not now, he is useless.

It was only later that I discovered why it was so difficult to climb. It turned out that he was still holding the sandals with thin straps in his hand!

Bring this ghost thing up to dry eggs, huh?Probably because he was used to it in his previous life, when he always climbed the stairs with a gun on his back.

He had to stop to catch his breath. With one hand, he was climbing on the exterior wall decoration of the building, and with the other he tremblingly placed the iron tongs and shoes slightly above his head.

He lightly complained to the original owner and said: "You have the nerve to sell it with this little physical strength, you have no professional ethics, and the customer is not satisfied after buying it. At least you have to be like me in my previous life, with a healthy body and strong waist... "

...Stop, what are you thinking!

The Scenario Manager is making a last ditch effort.

——Go back, Cheng Ji.

Hehe, Cheng Ji smiled at it, then jumped up with all his strength, and climbed up to the window sill on the third floor with both hands.

The window sill protrudes outwards and is relatively spacious, which can fully accommodate Cheng Ji to stand.He bit his blingbling shoes first, and raised the iron tongs to smash the window glass, but God was merciful—the window that opened inward was only partially covered, and it was not locked at all.

So lucky!Because the window glass is double-layer laminated, with a thickness of four to five centimeters, with his current strength and a pair of iron pliers, he will definitely not be able to break it open, and he must have a window breaker.

Cheng Ji was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the window and jumped in.

The moment he landed, the plot manager said:

——The plot collapsed.

"Huh?" Cheng Ji raised his head.

The administrator left the last colorful chapter, only two words, one word at a time.

--Procedure.Several.

what?Cheng Ji answered in his heart, waiting to be scolded by the robot, but in the end there was nothing. He was answered with a short burst of white noise, and then completely silent.

Really broken?He raised his head and said silently: Administrator?

……

Scenario manager?What about people?

……

Cheng Ji curled her lips, thinking that if you fall in love, you will collapse, I am still busy!

He didn't know that from the moment he touched the luxurious marble floor of the bathroom, everything changed under his bare feet. This world formed by a fifth-rate novel splashed like a wave, grew wildly like vines, thundered and lightninged , the big river broke its embankment, the momentum is menacing, it doesn't matter the plot, it doesn't matter the setting, it doesn't matter the protagonist and supporting roles, it doesn't matter the manager, it doesn't matter the beginning, it doesn't matter the ending, it doesn't matter the boundary...

It is vast and indifferent, stretching parallel to our world, with only one slight difference.

The administrator paid too much attention to maintaining the plot, and didn't have time to tell Cheng Ji that some men in this world can have children.

Qi Beisong and Shen Zimo's future genius baby (and looks like Lao Qi's is carved out of the mold), will soon be lost by him.

He will eventually pay the price for this innocent and destroyed fertilized egg!