End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"Who do you want to give this ring to? No, you still have a spare tire?" Shen Blind clutched the ring of Goddess of Destiny tightly. When she discovered Huadian, her tone became stiff.

"Uh..." The sudden murderous aura made Russell swallow his saliva, and said with a dry smile, "I mean, in fact, a woman has been chasing me recently."

"Who, what's his name, and where does he live?" Shen Menghan squinted his eyes, hiding the coldness in it, even if Russell was fooling her, the competitors had to guard against it.

Russell shook his head like a rattle: "I don't know, I ignored her every time she tried to strike up a conversation."

"What does she look like? Is she good-looking?" Shen Menghan didn't give up, and continued to ask.

"You know, I have always rejected women who take the initiative to strike up a conversation, so I didn't pay much attention to her appearance. I can only say that she is 1.72 meters tall, with measurements of 86-60-91, black and straight, and a pretty face. In terms of temperament and clothing, it can be judged that the family is not short of money."

Shen Menghan: "..."

MMP, big pig's trotters, it's called not looking carefully, if you look carefully, can't you be honest?

Shen Menghan stomped her feet angrily, turned around and left, making up her mind that as long as there was a little bitch who met the above conditions around Russell, she would break her legs and throw her into the sea to feed the sharks.

Russell's head was full of black lines, listening to the sound of going downstairs, he lowered his head and saw the shoe prints sunken into the ground, secretly thinking that bragging is really risky, if this kick is a little harder, his apartment building will collapse .

"No, I have to buy an insurance for this building. If the building collapses one day, the insurance company will pay for it." Russell closed the door with lingering fear. The woman he casually invented did not exist at all, so that Shen Menghan would The ring was retracted, and the effect was very good. Superwoman's IQ plummeted, and she succeeded with almost no effort.

He was not afraid that Shen Menghan would accidentally injure the woman who was chasing after him, the data were all made up at will, so there would be exactly the same one by chance!

"Ah Choo—"

Duan Xinlan sneezed for no reason, and looked around suspiciously. Recently, she always felt that someone was always talking about her behind her back.

...

After more than half a month passed, Russell finished sorting out the newly acquired cards and started watching other movies, focusing on science fiction, magic, horror and other themes.

Such subjects are of high level,

The risk factor is high, and if you don't know the plot, you will be very passive. And some of them are relatively simple dramas, such as zombie themes, or thrillers that are actually mental illness under the cover of horror films, which he excluded.

A movie that can be done with a handjob, just go all the way.

The process of watching a movie is rough and boring, and occasionally enjoying it can be pleasant to the body and mind, but watching it for a long time, uninterrupted from morning to night, or even three or four times, it is a bit unbearable.

Russell finally understands why many film critics are like taking gunpowder to catch everyone, from the director to the actors, and spray the entertainment industry all over again. When you treat watching movies as work, not leisure, you can become as difficult as a film critic.

Also, Shen Menghan came here every now and then, which made him mentally exhausted and physically tortured, and he wished he could start the world mission immediately and take a break.

When Shen Menghan came at night, she fired directly, but it was different when she came during the day. She would drag Russell to watch movies and go shopping, and then fired at night, three times a day and occasionally five times.

There is no rejection. Russell said that men can't say no, especially in the bedroom. If they are subdued, how can they have the confidence to grab the right to speak in the future.

As for whether the kidneys can bear it, Russell said that it is a big deal, the big deal is to add some angelica to the thermos, and a leek and kidney flower every day, which is economical and affordable!

Shen Menghan smiled happily every time she left. She spent a lot of effort secretly investigating the little bitch around Russell, but found no shark bait that matched the data. But this is not safe, only when Russell is squeezed to the point where she loses her eyesight every day, staring at dead fish eyes like a walking dead, can she feel safe.

...

On this day, Russell was reading "Jackie Chan's Adventures" at home in a daze, listening to Ah Fu's coquettish words, and the system prompt sounded in his head.

【Ding! 】

[Attention the host, the sixth mission world is about to begin, and now the ten-minute countdown has entered, please be prepared! 】

"Uncle Luo, we have captured a new world node and are about to set off."

Russell's sluggish facial features changed suddenly, and he drank the water in the glass in one gulp, chewed and swallowed the wolfberry and angelica: "Damn it, it's finally here, if I don't start, I'll be drained."

He complained, took out the space ring from the drawer, put it on, and waited quietly for the ten-minute countdown. With the space ring, he doesn't have to spend time arranging the props like before, and just concentrate on counting down the time silently.

Ten minutes later, Russell's vision blurred, and he appeared in an office. On the opposite side of the desk in front of him, sat a fat middle-aged black male.

"Russell, I welcome you on behalf of the Chicago Police Department. I am the captain of the homicide department and your immediate boss. You can call me John."

Russell was stunned, and quickly assumed the role: "Hello, Sheriff John!"

John had no pretensions. He got up and patted Russell on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Relax, don't be so rigid. I like the staff to call me by my name. After all, we will be colleagues from now on."

Russell hit the snake and started talking with him: "Okay, John! To be honest, I am a little surprised to meet such a kind boss like you."

"Hahaha, I know what you are worried about. I can only say that it is unnecessary, because my skin is not white either."

John smiled and picked up the cardboard box on the table and handed it to Russell: "Your police badge and other documents are in it, as well as the police car key, and the money in the kraft paper envelope is for you to buy a gun. If you can’t buy more powerful firepower, then sorry, you have to pay for it yourself.”

"With more powerful firepower, can the Sand Eagle also do it?" Russell subconsciously answered.

John shrugged: "Personally, I don't recommend you to do this, but it's okay if you think it's necessary. This is Chicago, not to mention 2035, even 3035 is definitely one of the most dangerous cities in the United States. "

"2035!?" Russell's heart jumped. This is the rhythm of a science fiction movie. He secretly thought about which world he was in and what kind of plot it was.

John turned and sat down, not noticing Russell's anomaly: "Just kidding, if it were 3035, we would already be living on Mars."

"Yes, maybe the earth has left the solar system."

Russell picked up the police badge, with the words "Pioneer Model" written on the slogan. He followed John's example and buckled it on his belt. Then he opened the police ID, and what he saw was a slightly sci-fi-style ID.

The police badge has a blue light, and there are three vertical stripes and a metal chip. The rest is his name and other information. The area in charge is the 28th district of Chicago.

All the information is written on the certificate, just like the old man in Xinshou Village is reasonable, and it is time to accept the task next.

"John, now that I've joined the company, is there any case for me?"

"Dude, don't be so anxious! Although I like hard-working colleagues, you just transferred to Chicago and just completed the entry procedures today. Even if I give you a case, can you solve it alone?"

Russell raised his eyebrows: "You mean to introduce me to a partner who is familiar with the city?"

"Of course, this is a necessary process..." John paused as he spoke, scratched his bald black forehead, and said helplessly: "There were originally two police officers in the 28th district you were in charge of, but one of them quit Went to the tax department, the other one encountered some troubles and is on vacation, I can only let the substitute police officer help you familiarize yourself with the environment, don't you mind?"

"Honestly, I don't mind. But..." Russell kept a straight face, and then suddenly smiled: "If he can be as funny as you, John, then it will be fine."

"Hahaha, I like your character, I believe you will be able to integrate into the new big family soon." John picked up his coffee cup and took a sip: "But you used a wrong word, the substitute police officer is not him, It's her."

"Her?" Russell turned his brain, and screened out that strong woman who lived in 2035 and was still a Chicago policeman.

"Officer Ada Wang was originally in charge of District 50, but was temporarily transferred to District 28. You are all Asian, so there will be no communication problems."

"Wait, John, what did you say her name was?"

"Ada Wang! What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Russell was dumbfounded, what is wrong with it, this is so fucking wrong. Mentioning the character of Ada Wang, an image of a short-haired beauty with a red cheongsam with split ends and a pistol tied to her long legs automatically popped up in his mind.

In 2035, why did you extend the plot of Biohazard?

John burst out laughing: "Russell, don't you think of a zombie-themed shooting game?"

Russell was even more confused. Could it be that he guessed wrong and just happened to have the same name?

"I'm glad that we are all lovers of classic shooting games, but I am disappointed. If there is an umbrella company in this world, I will be the first to carry it."

"There are no umbrella companies, which is great news!"

"Hahaha, I found that we get along very well!" John continued: "I have given Ada your cell phone number, she will contact you after get off work, go back to refresh your spirit today, you look like... uh , looking overworked."

Russell's face turned dark, it was true that he worked day and night, and everyone else lost weight.

"Young people, please be more restrained, otherwise, you will suffer at my age." John attacked viciously. He is a very good boss and can get along with his subordinates as well as friends.

"Okay, John, thank you for your kindness, I will leave without any other explanation."

"There is still an explanation. You are not allowed to go to nightclubs to play shooting games at night. Get the guns as soon as possible, and show up for the first day with a full spirit..." John continued joking, full of malice: "Pay attention to Ada, she She is a famous policewoman in Chicago, many people want to be her Leon, if you succeed in chasing her, be prepared to be isolated by everyone, including me."

Russell: "..."

This boss is a little too cheerful, no wonder there are so many forehead tattoos!

"Finally, good luck to you!"

"thanks!"

Russell opened the door and left the office to the first floor. The space of more than 500 square meters was filled with desks. Most of the police officers were out on duty, and only a small number of them were working.

Russell took out the number on the carton, found his desk, tidied up briefly, and nodded with a few curious people at the same time, and went to the parking lot after getting acquainted.

Looking at the police cars in the basement, he felt a little bit difficult. He pressed the start switch to find his own car, but soon he realized a new problem.

"Where do I live?"

What Russell is most satisfied with about the system is that every time he goes to a mission world, he will arrange a legal identity. But the system is not done well enough, he has no memory about the new world, and it is very troublesome to substitute his identity.

"Hello, officer, what can I do for you?"

Russell stood in front of the police car in trouble. A robot walked out of the corner and came to him and asked politely.