Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 488 Chapter 488

Relying on this spiritual talent, Takeda Hideji, a traverser, has lived a “happy” life that he could not have imagined in his previous life.

As for the tycoons, entrepreneurs, and investors, they are purely some small dreams after he fantasized about traveling in his previous life.

But with the help of spiritual talent, Takeda Hideji turned it into a reality.

Although the scale of these businesses is not exaggerated, they are enough to spend a lifetime.

Moreover, this guy has read a lot of novels in his life, and he is still quite stubborn.

By the age of sixteen, he is still a student of Hariichi High School, that is, a high school student.

Contact with behind-the-scenes business is basically indirect control.

With hypnosis in hand, none of those people have seen the Takeda boss, and they don’t even know who he is.

It is not difficult to do this.

A missing person who is theoretically alive but has actually only existed on paper is the major shareholder of these businesses.

Anyway, the dead will not come out to grab shares.

As for the busy working wife in front of Link, it should be Takeda Hideji’s nominal aunt Fukaya Momano.

“I’m finished.” An old voice came from the dining room not far away.

Tao Nao took a halt, turned to look at the frowning Link, and whispered, “I’m sorry, I will send him out first.”

Speaking, she put her hands on the kitchen counter, passed Link, quickly sorted her apron, and walked into the dining room in small steps.

Link tilted his body slightly, stuck his head halfway out, and looked over the dining room.

Seeing Momano was sorting clothes for a half-year-old man who was almost fifty years old, and then handed over a briefcase.

Of course, this man is Takeda Hideji’s nominal uncle Shinji Fukaya.

Link couldn’t help shook his head speechlessly, retracted his head, pulled his waistband, turned and leaned on the kitchen counter to continue thinking.

Tao Nai’s gentle voice sounded in the dining room, reminding you to be safe on the road, and I have worked hard for you today.

Shinji Fukaya took the briefcase with a numb face, turned a blind eye to the considerateness of the young wife, but walked towards the door casually.

After a while, there was the sound of the car starting and leaving, and then the sound of the door closing, and the room was quiet again.

Then Momano moved towards the kitchen with subtle footsteps, and saw Link leaning on the kitchen counter: “Shuji-kun, I’m going to prepare breakfast for you…”

With a hum, Link walked to the dining room and sat down.

A few minutes later, Tao Nao came over with the dinner plate and put the breakfast in front of him.

Link moved away a dish of slimy brushed stuff in disgust.

This is the famous natto.

He once tasted it in curiosity, and of course it didn’t end well.

This kind of thing is similar to stinky tempeh. People who don’t like it will feel the smell of stinky feet linger beside it, and the actual perception will be more complicated.

There are two other fried eggs, obviously the two that have survived in the pan for several minutes before being cooked.

A piece of fried fish, a bowl of miso soup, a bowl of rice, and a plate of kimchi are all his breakfast.

Link picked up the chopsticks and ate it unhurriedly, still digging through the memory of Takeda Hideji to see what other mess he did.

Momano put his hands and feet lightly, quickly took away the tableware that Shinji had eaten and went to the kitchen to clean it.

A few minutes later, Link had swept away the small breakfast, leaving only the plate of natto.

After thinking about it, he stuffed his mouth casually, and actually put it into his personal backpack.

Takeda Hideji would eat this. Link came on the first day and didn’t want to be too different.

Standing up, he said “I’m finished” toward the kitchen, then went up to the second floor and returned to the room belonging to Takeda Hideji.

After entering the room, he sniffed and smelled the smell of alcohol, cigarettes, and other smells in the air, feeling quite uncomfortable.

I simply found a few unused towels and went straight to the bathroom on the second floor.

Link was quite upset when he opened the shower and washed his body vigorously.

This body was indeed used by him in the future, but his physique was really bad.

This is also one of the biggest problems of mental projection-only projection of spirit, not physical fitness.

Therefore, Takeda Hideji’s personal projection panel has a mental attribute of 200, but his physique is only 20.

Physique 20 is already very strong for ordinary people, but in this dark dimensional world, it is only average and upper.

You know, the 29-year-old cheap aunt Tao Nai has a physique around 15 o’clock, and the cheap uncle Zhen Er is a little lower, about 12 o’clock.

From Takeda Hideji’s memory bank, we can also know that the average physique of humans here is indeed a bit higher than that of humans in the real world.

But the vast majority of people here simply have better health, and there is no such phenomenon as awakening, and there is no way to advance to the extraordinary.

Because their spiritual attributes are very ordinary.

However, Takeda Hideji’s original mental attributes were about 40 o’clock, so he could easily induce hypnotism of others.

Fortunately, the physique at 20 o’clock is not bad, the food here is light, and Takeda Hideji did not turn himself into a fat man covered in fat, or the body shape of a normal high school student.

However, he is accustomed to the vices of smoking and drinking, and he is also obsessed with “live-action games”, so he is a little understated.

After Link finished washing, wrapped in a large bath towel and opened the bathroom door, Momano looked hesitantly standing on the other side of the corridor, watching.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and her head slowly dropped.

Link didn’t care too much: “The bedding in my room is dirty. Go up and change them all. The new ones are the best.”

Momano answered yes.

Link walked past her and returned to his room.

It’s not that he has any machismo, but that Takeda Hideji had always told her to do things like this before.

After walking to the meeting room and looking for brand-new inner and outer clothes to change for himself, Link finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After the end is so long, he still has a little cleanliness.

You won’t feel uncomfortable when you see dust and stains, but you will feel uncomfortable when using other people’s things, including the projected one.

In the past, those projections were all extraordinary, so I used a magical cleansing technique directly, and then I took some spare supplies from my backpack, and all the problems were solved.

Here, his backpack was empty, and he was just an awakening rookie.

Want to clean up personal hygiene with divine particles? Purely daydreaming.

He walked to the outside of the room and opened the door to the balcony. He stood on the balcony and took a deep breath of the morning air.

Looking around, houses of similar styles nearby are bathed in the bright sunshine at the end of March.

Occasionally, one or two cherry trees that are not too tall protrude from the house a small piece of pink or white, brilliant blooming branches like clouds.

There are sporadic pedestrians and cars passing by on the street, which is not noisy, but makes this mid-range residential area more quiet.

Link raised his head and looked to the sky.

Under the sun, the sky looks like a blue sky, with white clouds floating.

Falling in his eyes, who had the eyes of breaking the emptiness, revealed a sense of despair as if there was nothing.

This is only the passive observation of the Eye of Void, the real situation is undoubtedly more terrifying.