Chapter 2

“Here comes my golden finger.”

Zhou An put down the chopper, washed his hands, and calmly rubbed his eyes.

[Knife Skill lv.1: 1/10,000]

He was pretty sure that this was not an illusion, the scene in front of him was real.

Just this thing, why does it have an inexplicable sense of immediacy?

Zhou An thought for a while, once again lifted the kitchen knife and sliced down horizontally with the blade against the pork.

[Knife Skill +1]

[Knife Skill lv.1: 2/10,000]

“Splat!”

The kitchen knife was thrown aside by him.

Zhou An made sure of it, this was a small game he had made in his previous life, called Life System.

As the name suggests, it was used to liver life abilities.

In his previous life, there was a game independent producer who made a game similar to the Liver Life Skills, which was a big seller on the internet.

Zhou An then followed the tiger’s lead and followed a wave of wind, resulting in a small profit.

As for why he was sure that it was a small game he made in his previous life, it came from the words “lv.1” at the end.

Can’t copy, so he added some levels at the back.

Other people’s lv1 was put in the front, his lv1 was put in the back.

Moreover, he also added something.

With every metamorphosis, a special ability would be gained, and as for what the ability was, even he, the producer, didn’t know.

Because he set up a bunch of fancy abilities and then randomly bestowed them.

With each level increase, the upper limit of proficiency would also increase.

Zhou An was now pretty sure that his golden finger came from himself.

“If I had known it was like this, I would have set up a game where I was invincible from the start.”

Who would have thought of crossing over? Who would have thought of a game that came with a previous life after crossing over?

Zhou An’s liver hurt a little as he looked at the proficiency behind him.

The original design of this game was to allow players to liver and gain pleasure from the process.

But after his turn, Zhou An could only use one sentence to describe it.

A hundred causes will have consequences, and your retribution is me.

“Liver it, it’s a golden finger at least.”

Thinking about the crisis and weirdness of this world, Zhou An felt that the abilities gained by this Gold Finger every time he leveled up would be able to make his life comfortable.

But the prerequisite was that it had to be liver.

Zhou An silently picked up the kitchen knife on the table and took a deep breath.

“In my previous life, I was known to have a person living inside my liver.”

“Do!”

The chopper landed on the cutting board, Zhou An put the meat away, lifted the chopper once again, and sliced it finely.

[Knife Skill +1]

A line of text floated up in front of his eyes.

Zhou An felt that this time, he really had to learn from Lu Tijuan and finely slice to make the bashful meat.

It was a late night with no one around, and the moon stars were sparse.

In the remote alley, the sound of snatching resounded.

The next day.

The red sun rises from the east, the cold streets emerge a touch of heat.

The hustle and bustle of the downtown area ensues.

Zhou An put down the chopper and sat on a chair, tilting his head.

His arms were sore and numb, the whole night, he had cut the whole night.

On the chopping board, the vegetables, meat and rice were all cut by him to make a fine paste, even the chopping board, was cut down by him half.

The chopper rolled up its edge and casually threw it aside.

In front of his eyes, new text appeared.

[Blade Skill (Speed +1) lv.2: 1/20000]

Throughout the night, he didn’t know how many knives he had chopped.

Initially, each slash was able to add a little bit of proficiency, but the later it got, the more slowly the proficiency increased.

This was also him putting himself in a hole, when he had applied this setting in order to avoid certain Liver Emperor players who worked day and night to graduate early.

“What the hell did I design?”

Life was not easy, Zhou An sighed.

Inside his body, an additional inexplicable airflow appeared.

This airflow circled around and reverberated in the body, making the sore right arm slightly more comfortable.

“It’s almost time for the dotted line.”

Zhou An waited until his right arm was slightly more comfortable before he stood up.

Dotting time was similar to clocking in at work.

Last night, he hadn’t slept all night and hadn’t even eaten, and there was a rumbling sound coming from his stomach.

It was too late to cook at this time now, so Zhou An could only go out after getting dressed and go to a breakfast stand to eat something random.

Before leaving the house, he subconsciously picked up the kitchen knife on the table and casually swung it.

In mid-air, a residual shadow swept by, and when the cleaver fell back onto the cutting board, he didn’t even see clearly how it was swung.

When the knife skill reached lv.2, the extra +1 speed was only for the knife skill, there was no such bonus in other areas.

“Just by adding one, I have this kind of speed, if I continue to liver, I’ll be rich.”

With a golden finger and a happy mood, after breakfast, Zhou An came to the Yamen to order his duty.

Today’s street constable patrol was not yet his turn.

After the roll call, it was the same old story, back to that house, Zhou An found a seat, poured a cup of tea, and sipped it delicately.

A very salty life, if there were no shenanigans, Zhou An felt that this life was so much better than his previous life.

After all, the end of the universe is the establishment.

Although the establishment of constable is the lowest level, but at least it is eating public food.

Two words – comfort.

A cup of tea was consumed.

One after another, fellow officers came to the room, and the group chatted while drinking tea.

Yu Hang was the latest to come, and after coming in, he sat on his butt next to Zhou An and sighed.

“The Drunken Spring House in Anding County, there shouldn’t be many jobs that you know, I will teach you a little bit, so and so ……”

Zhou An was chatting with the constable next to him, talking about topics that men understand.

After hearing Yu Hang’s sigh, Zhou An then took a strange look.

“You went late yesterday and got a scolding from Mr. Private School?”

Don’t look at Yu Hang’s own money to hire, but these days, since Emperor Xingwu reformed the imperial examinations, the literary style prevailed, and the private tutors followed suit, going late, a scolding was inevitable.

Yu Hang shook his head, “It’s not that I was scolded, it’s just that Mr. said, let me go early in the future, if I go late, I won’t teach.”

Zhou An was even more puzzled: “In the past, as long as it wasn’t late at night, didn’t it still have to be taught?”

In the past, even if they went over after dinner, Mr. Private School had to teach, but this day’s situation didn’t seem quite right.

Yu Hang sighed again, “A while ago, the street where mister lives, there are always strange things happening at night, mister is worried about me going back too late.”

“What strange things?” Zhou An asked.

“It said that when someone was passing by, they encountered a gray rat, the rat was like a human being, it even put its hands together and bowed to the person, and after going back, they got sick all the time.” Yu Hang tone downcast.

Doing their line of work, to put it mildly, you can touch the fish, but not less than.

When you touch the fish, you turn a blind eye, but if you really don’t arrive, then there’s no more fun.

“Can only go over without dinner.” Yu Hang wailed.

Zhou An patted Yu Hang’s shoulder in consolation.

At this time, a sound of footsteps rang out.

Master Zhang, who was over half a hundred years old, with a long beard and a slim figure, walked in.

“Everyone, bring your weaponry, out of the class.”