Infinite Throne

Lin Yebai thought about it. Family Fun APP meant that if he chose to become an employee, he could experience the customization of his family for free.

Since it was a free experience, the more customized the family was, the more cost-effective it would be.

"I think I can add another pair of grandparents and a brother or sister."

"Make up ten people."

"You can even add a pair of uncles and aunts, as well as uncles and aunts."

"They can have their own children, two each."

Lin Yebai suddenly felt that a large family was more lively. After all, a prosperous family is a blessing, and a family is a family.

"According to your data analysis, the space in your home is not enough to accommodate so many people. Too many family members are prone to disputes and will affect the quality of life." The customer service of Family Fun APP declined Lin Yebai.

"Since you are a family, you should tolerate each other. Although there is not enough room, they can sleep on the floor." Lin Yebai started to bargain instead.

"We also care about the psychological emotions of employees. If it were you, would you be willing to squeeze into the old three-bedroom and one-living room with other colleagues?" The manual customer service of Family Fun APP tried to reason with Lin Yebai.

"Yes." Lin Yebai felt that it was lively with more people.

"I am lonely and need more family members." He continued to talk according to the previous analysis of the Family Fun APP.

"You can only customize six people this time. If you become a high-level employee in the future, you can increase the number of family members."

"Only six, then I won't be an employee." Lin Yebai unilaterally ended the communication with the Family Fun APP.

This should be a plane that combines high technology, artificial intelligence, supernatural, and horror elements. The chaos is also well-organized, which makes people confused and curious.

[Braised Spare Ribs]: To be honest, I want a hundred wives

[Left and Right Men]: I want ten thousand!

[Ordinary Me]: I want one hundred thousand

[Mistakes Made in the Melon Field]: Whoever drinks more water will be the first to drink

While Lin Yebai was watching the news, the room had been cleaned.

This kind of community, which was very common more than 30 years ago, has become a dangerous building in this era and an abandoned area that is about to be demolished. It only takes a little money to rent for a long time, which is the best choice for people who eat soil.

Of course, as long as people have a little savings, they will choose to live in a smarter and safer fully intelligent community.

Low-level AI like Xiaoyuan, the housekeeper, can only instruct the sweeping robot to clean, turn on the washing machine, adjust the air conditioner temperature, control the kitchen utensils, and provide some basic services. It has long been eliminated by the times.

Before Lin Yebai came to this room, it should have been unoccupied for a long time. The refrigerator was empty and there was no food.

Lin Yebai can also choose to buy food now, and soon an electronic courier will come to deliver it.

But as a member of the bourgeoisie, he doesn't even have money to buy vegetables.

Lin Yebai decided to take a kitchen knife to the neighbor's house to see if the elderly need help. Helping others and loving neighbors is a very good tradition. No matter where you are, you must carry it forward.

It's almost seven o'clock in the evening now. It's completely dark outside. There's nothing in the house that can be taken out as a souvenir. Lin Yebai looked around and didn't find anything suitable to give away, so he had to knock on the neighbor's door with a kitchen knife.

Room 1102 seemed to be unoccupied, and the windows were dark.

Lin Yebai stood at the door of Room 1101. Soon there was a cough and the voice of an old man asking, "Who is it?"

"It's me, I live in Room 1103."

"It's you, come in quickly..." The old man couldn't see clearly, so he was too lazy to stand up and look through the peephole. He opened the door and found Lin Yebai standing outside, so he smiled kindly.

"Have you had dinner?" Old Master Zhang.

The light in Room 1101 was pale, and the old man's originally dark yellow face looked like a layer of wax under the light. The brown age spots were mainly distributed on his face, and naturally exuded a decayed smell.

The stench of corpses still existed, not only from the old man, but also in the house, mainly concentrated in the kitchen and bedroom.

"Not yet." Lin Yebai followed the old man into the door, his tone sincere.

After Lin Yebai entered the door, Old Master Zhang closed the door with a speed that was not suitable for his age. The moment he closed the door, the temperature in the whole room became much lower.

The lights also began to flicker, and Mr. Zhang's face flickered. He was wearing a black Tang suit, which reminded Lin Yebai of the cursed shroud.

Lin Yebai flicked the kitchen knife in his hand, and the sound was crisp.

Mr. Zhang vaguely saw the silver light reflected by the object in Lin Yebai's hand. He wanted to say something else, but suddenly changed his words: "I...have eaten."

"You are old, and it is inevitable that it is inconvenient to live here alone. I came here to ask if you need help."

Lin Yebai is very polite and can be regarded as a model of contemporary youth.

"Oh, everything is fine here. You are a good young man, but there is nothing you can help me with... It's late, young man, you should go back to bed." Mr. Zhang coughed while talking.

"Don't be polite with me, why don't you need my help? The lights in the living room are flickering, it must be broken, I will help you fix it."

Lin Yebai began to look for a suitable stool. At this time, the lights in the living room happened to be normal again and no longer flickered.

"The lamp is ready now, so we don't need your help." Old Master Zhang still had a kind smile on his face.

"It's only temporarily healed. I don't know when it will flash again. What if you fall?"

Lin Yebai dragged a chair over, stood on it, and looked up at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling of the living room.

Mr. Zhang, who was originally hunched over, suddenly stood up straight and grew up silently. His height exceeded two meters. When he raised his arms, he stepped forward on tiptoe and just grabbed Lin Yebai's neck.

At this moment, Lin Yebai quickly chopped the ceiling lamp in the living room.

Sparks flew, and the current passed along the kitchen knife to Lin Yebai's fingertips. He let go of his hand, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground, and the tip of the knife pierced into the forefoot of Mr. Zhang.

[Big Electrician]: Kitchen knives can conduct electricity, please do not imitate

[Uchihabo Milk Tea]: Sometimes standing on tiptoe is not necessarily romantic

[White Rabbit Milk Candy]: Because after standing on tiptoe, the forefoot may be stabbed into the ground by a kitchen knife falling from the sky

Lin Yebai was indeed electrocuted. If he were an ordinary person, he might have been twitching from the electric shock. Fortunately, he mastered some of the thunder laws and could use them flexibly to disconnect the connection with the circuit in time.

It was a close call.

As expected, there are hidden dangers everywhere in life.

"Look at this light, it will never flash again."

"If you come to fix it yourself, it will be so dangerous."

The whole living room fell into darkness, and only Lin Yebai's blood-red eyes were exceptionally bright.

He was obviously speaking in a very gentle and friendly tone, but his voice was cold and indifferent, without the slightest emotional ups and downs.

Mr. Zhang has returned to his original form, hunched over, trembling, and actually bent over, trying to pull the kitchen knife out of his foot.

Although he didn't feel any pain, his foot was very numb at the moment the knife stabbed him, and even black smoke came out.

[Messenger of Justice]: Is your foot numb?

[Cuckoo Chicken]: Mom!

[Succubus Sister]: The knife was enchanted at that moment!

[Watermelon Bobo]: He looks so moving when he tries hard

"Uncle Zhang, why don't you say anything?" Lin Yebai asked.

"I'm so moved that I can't say anything." Mr. Zhang coughed a few times and said from the bottom of his heart: "I haven't seen such a kind-hearted young man like you for a long time. I'm really moved."

"I want to cook a big table of delicious food to entertain you, but it's late today. Come to eat tomorrow." Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and used all his strength to finally pull the kitchen knife out of his foot.

"You are so polite. I am not helping you fix the light for any reward, but since you sincerely invited me, I will not refuse." After saying this, Lin Yebai remembered his friend who might come tomorrow, and decided to help him arrange meals.

"Uncle Zhang, I have another friend coming here tomorrow, can I bring him along?"

"I like you young people the most, the more the better..." Grandpa Zhang smiled.

"Bang——" There was a sound of broken glass in the kitchen, maybe it was dishes.

"That should be the direction of the kitchen, are there any mice in there?" Lin Yebai looked in that direction.

"Are there really mice... I am hard of hearing and can't hear clearly." Grandpa Zhang held the kitchen knife, stared at Lin Yebai's neck, and was somewhat tempted.

"Then I will help you catch mice?" Lin Yebai took the knife back and asked.

"No, no..." Grandpa Zhang had not realized how the knife was taken away, and his hand was empty, and he could not help but feel very timid.

"Isn't your friend coming tomorrow? You should prepare well."

"You're right, I'll go back now." Lin Yebai really couldn't stand the strong stench of corpses in Room 1101, so he went out with a kitchen knife.

When Lin Yebai went out, Grandpa Zhang quickly closed the door and locked it, as if he had sent away a plague god.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

A dull knocking sound came from the kitchen.

"It's coming, it's coming, what's the hurry, Dad will cook now..."

Grandpa Zhang was about to go to the kitchen, stepped on a broken lamp, and the foot that had been stabbed by the kitchen knife before was still numb. He slipped and his neck broke with a snap.

"Young people nowadays are really worse than the previous generation..."

He tried to hold his neck and wanted to sit up from the ground, but he failed after trying for a long time. The kitchen door lock was moving down, and it seemed that someone inside was trying to get out.

Lin Yebai knew nothing about all this. He had returned to Room 1103 and was looking forward to his old friend coming tomorrow.

Although there was nothing to eat at No. 1103, at least there was no corpse stench and flickering lights, and Lin Yebai was very satisfied with his current residence.

I don't know when my friend will come, and I don't know if this customized friend is like the friend before.

Lin Yebai stood by the window and looked down. The whole community was shrouded in orange night lights, but only a few households had lights on.

The night was getting deeper, but Lin Yebai had no sleep.

He took out his mobile phone and decided to compare the difference between the world game and the game thirty years ago.

There was no difference. Lin Yebai soon found the common point, that they all cost money. Even the experience of the game has to be charged, but fortunately it can be counted as a debt. In terms of playability, it is more interesting than thirty years ago.

Twelve o'clock at midnight, which is also early morning, is the beginning of a new day.

"Bang bang bang--"

There was a knock on the door outside Room 1103.