Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 9: The Promise of Spending Your Life

[You have lived with the high-level rare zombie "Yu Meiyun" for 77 minutes and survived. Survival points +77. ]

Leave the neighborhood.

Song Cheng ignored the information in his sight and waited for the bus to arrive before getting on.

The supply issue was resolved for the time being, with only one last reward left, a random primary skill book, which he had already used.

Unfortunately, no useful skills were revealed.

[Elementary wall-climbing skills: Improve your agility, reaction, hand and foot strength, climbing ability, and body flexibility.]

This is the skill he revealed.

After the opening, my body and brain gained a lot more experience and knowledge, and it was no problem for me to easily climb a three to five meter high wall with my bare hands.

If this is really the end of the world, this skill is naturally not bad and can greatly increase the chance of survival.

But in this stable society it seems dispensable.

Parkour, a movie stunt double?

No need.

In daily life, the most you can do with it is to participate in Happy Rush Forward and win a refrigerator or something.

Other than that, it's really useless.

However, it is better to have it than nothing, and the skills can be upgraded, but it requires survival points.

One thousand survival points can be upgraded to intermediate level.

He now had enough survival points, just over a thousand, but he did not choose to upgrade.

Survival points are so important. In addition to affecting the evaluation at the survival settlement and upgrading skills, they probably have other uses. Save them first and use them when needed to be prepared.

[You left the zombie bus safely, survival points +10. ]

Back to the company and punched in.

Song Cheng strode into the office.

"Fuck, who are you, handsome guy?"

A colleague stared and couldn't help but scream out.

Afterwards, many colleagues looked at it and gasped.

"Hiss, Brother Song?"

"How come you've become so much more handsome after just one night?"

"Plastic surgery isn't even this efficient. What did you do? It's like you were reborn."

"Have you done your hair and makeup?"

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Colleagues were talking a lot.

Song Cheng touched his nose, half believing and half doubting.

Is it that exaggerated?
"Brother Song~"

At this moment, Cao Yingying came running over with a cup of milk tea in her hand, her legs crossed in flesh-colored stockings, and exclaimed, "Wow, so handsome!"

Song Cheng took the milk tea and smiled, then left and said, "Thank you."

No, it's too handsome.

Cao Yingying's eyes lit up, she swallowed her saliva, and followed, "Brother Song, wait for me."

At this moment, she understood.

It must be that Brother Song has feelings for me and wants to pursue me, so he suddenly started dressing so handsomely.

It seems that he is trying to keep me in suspense and play hard to get.

Humph.

Brother Song, I admit that you have hooked me into a black bass, but I have seen through your thoughts.

Haha, you are my Cao Yingying!

In the end, Song Cheng's change was only talked about for a whole morning, causing many female colleagues to look at him and make jokes, but then there was no more ripples.

afternoon.

After having lunch with Cao Yingying and gaining 10 survival points, Song Cheng ignored the woman's affectionate eyes, reluctantly held her hand, and simply left the company.

Under the company building.

"Song Cheng?"

A white BMW stopped and the window rolled down, revealing Wan Jiao. She looked at him strangely and said, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Song Cheng didn't hesitate and simply went around to the other side to get in the car.

The air conditioner was on in the car and it was very cool.

The woman was wearing a stylish, white cotton breathable short-sleeved shirt today, and a pair of grey cropped trousers with a belt. The small part of her calf that was exposed was wrapped in thin, transparent grey silk.

This outfit is very mature, simple and elegant, yet sexy.

Coupled with the French air cushion perm hairstyle and light-colored hair, her face is delicate and cool.

Without a doubt, she is an absolute goddess.

Song Cheng couldn't help but take a closer look, his eyes couldn't help but look at the woman's chest with a seatbelt on. Not only a goddess, but also a goddess with a lot of body.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At the same time, while Wan Jiao was waiting for the car in front to leave, she couldn't help but look at the man sitting next to her.

I have to admit that men today are much more handsome than before.

"You suddenly dress so handsomely."

Wan Jiao joked, "Are you in love?"

After all, it is said that when a man suddenly starts dressing up, he is either in love or having an affair.

"No."

Song Cheng smiled and said frankly: "It has always been like this."

Nonsense.

Wan Jiao rolled her eyes and drove away, asking, "Where are we going?"

Song Cheng looked at his phone and said, "Dongxing Street."

He had already checked and found that there was one of the most powerful and professional gold shops in Yun City.

There is a lot of gold to sell and the amount is large, so I have to find a big gold shop.

"You met that client yesterday. How was it?"

On the way, Wan Jiao chatted casually.

"good."

Song Cheng said seriously: "After chatting for a while, I feel a little more confident."

Wan Jiao smiled and said, "Then you have to work harder. This plan depends entirely on you."

Song Cheng nodded and said, "Do your best."

I'll try using the Rubik's Cube more often. If it really works, that would be best.

He is quite satisfied with his current company. Even if he has to leave in the future, he hopes to part ways amicably and complete this final plan well.

Think of this.

He glanced at the woman next to him, and waited until a red light appeared before he spoke: "Manager, after this plan is completed, I plan to resign."

Wan Jiao was surprised and turned her head to ask curiously: "Why are you resigning?"

Song Cheng smiled and said, "I want to do something on my own."

Wan Jiao didn't ask any more questions, adjusted her mood, and continued driving.

"This is your freedom."

Even so, his tone was still regretful as he said, "It's just a pity, I was quite optimistic about you."

In fact, among the company's design team, she is most optimistic about Song Cheng.

He has good personal abilities and is a nice person.

"Senior sister, are you not trying to persuade me to stay?"

Song Cheng changed his name and made a joke.

The two graduated from the same university but did not know each other before becoming colleagues.

To be precise.

Wan Jiao definitely didn't know him, but he had heard that there were several goddesses in the school when he was a freshman, one of whom was a goddess in the senior year, the woman next to him.

"How do you want me to stay?"

Wan Jiao glanced at him and asked, "Promise yourself to me?"

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Senior sister is such a goddess, if you promise me your body, I can consider it."

Tsk.

Also considered.

Wan Jiao sat upright, a smile on her lips as she said, "You wish. If you want to pursue me, wait until you succeed."

Song Cheng leaned back in his chair and relaxed, looking sideways at the woman, admiring her openly, and said casually, "Okay, but how big a deal do you have to accomplish before Senior Sister will pledge herself to you?"

Wan Jiao said in a relaxed tone: "It all depends on your ability. If you can really accomplish great things, you will have the final say at that time."

Song Cheng said playfully: "Then I'll have to look forward to it."

Is this really a sign of affection for me?

Wan Jiao glanced at the man next to her and smiled.

He had been working without showing any signs of true intention for a year, but when it was time to leave, his true intentions were exposed.

It’s hidden very well.

However, there are many men who are interested in her, and some of them look not much worse than Song Cheng.

But appearance is important, inner strength is more important.

It’s hard to say whether Song Cheng has that ability, we can only wait and see.

(End of this chapter)