My Wife Is My Life!

Chapter 36 Be My Master

While Ethan was still immersed in this amazing unique skill, Vana pretended to be serious and

threatened him with her arms crossed. She said, "your uncle said that you had a high fever repeatedly.

I saw that you were very energetic. Are you pretending to be sick? It's not a good thing to do so."

After being pointed at the sore spot by Vana, the previous style on Ethan's face immediately

disappeared, and he became depressed. He lowered his two shoulders and ignored her. He walked to

the big screen on the other side, turned on the screen, and then sat on the ground.

His expression was like an injured kitten, which made Vana very curious about what happened to him.

Seeing that there were two game consoles connected to the game console, Vana took the other one

and sat on the soft carpet with two legs crossed with Ethan.

"I'll play with you. But first of all, if I'm better than you, you have to tell me the reason why you skip

classes."

It was rare for Ethan to smile again. He blinked his energetic eyes and said, "Who cares? Don't cry if

you lose. Although you are older than me, you can't say that I bully you."

Vana thought his words were funny. Just to wait and see who would cry later.

Seeing that Vana didn't say anything, Ethan took it as her consent. Then, Ethan quickly operated the

handle and chose the mode of two people. However, considering Vana, he only chose a simple mode.

As the beginning page flashed, the two people concentrated on playing. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

This game was called "Survival In Desperate Situations", a guerrilla game in the base. Everyone on the

map must kill anyone they saw, and the people who survived in the end would be ranked according to

the number of people killed.

Although it was not a game for the advanced level, the simple mode of this fool version seemed too

simple.

Almost all the simulated killers in the game couldn't see the roles played by Vana and Ethan. For Vana,

who had just adapted to the controller, she seemed to enter a state in an instant and killed several

killers on the island as soon as she went up.

On the side of Vana's screen, the number she murdered was 9, and on the Ethan's side, it was 8.

Obviously, the gap was not big, and there was still a chance for Ethan to win.

However, as soon as Vana manipulated the character to the square with more people, the speed of the

number jumping was too shocking.

"50? Oh my God, you are already over 50 years old." As soon as Ethan finished his words, the number

immediately turned to 60.

Ethan looked at the timer of the game, which lasted no more than five minutes, and then looked at his

poor number 12. The gap could be said to be incredible.

"Oh my God! There are only 100 people in this round. You are already 73, oh 74. You are really crazy."

Ethan was completely stunned and stopped playing the game, but soon he was killed by the simulated

player in the game with a loud bang.

Ethan was not depressed. He threw away the controller and began to look at the screen. As the

change of the number on the screen became slower and slower, it finally stopped at 87, and then Vana

became the No.1.

Among the other 13 people, 12 of them were killed by Ethan, and the other one was Ethan. The

simulated players in the game would not kill each other, which created a competitive atmosphere for

the real players.

After playing the game for less than 15 minutes, Ethan was stunned and he was sincerely convinced

that he lost.

Vana wanted to ask the question of the bet, but was interrupted by Ethan who picked up the controller

and said, "Auntie Vana, let's play again. If you can still win the first place this time, I will listen to you in

the future."

Vana's eyes lit up. Will you listen to me in the future? This offer seemed very attractive.

So Vana nodded her head and agreed. Then, she saw that the mode of the game was set to be difficult

by Ethan, and then the competition between the two began.

As expected, Ethan died when he fought with the first simulated player. Then he began to focus on the

screen of Vana, and the numbers began to flicker slowly. Vana's operation was perfect.

Dodging bullets, dodging enemies' sights, crawling forward and so on were like actual combat, and all

of Vana's shots were fatal, without any shooting sound.

The more Ethan worshiped Vana, the more he wanted to acknowledge her as his master.

This game lasted for more than 20 minutes, and as soon as the game was over, the number she

murdered on Vana's screen showed: 99, Only Ethan wasn't killed by Vana, and the others were all

killed by her. Therefore, it made sense that Vana ranked No.1.

This time, he was completely convinced. Not only did he have nothing to say, but he also lost his

dignity as a man.

Seeing that Vana put down the controller, Ethan immediately changed from seat to kneel down. He

prayed with expectant eyes and said to Vana, "please accept me as your disciple. Please. I really

admire you so much. If you take me as your disciple, I will definitely become the king of this game in

my class.

'Wow, the king? Are the children in his class all the lowest level of this game?'

"There is room for discussion, but you have to answer me a few questions."

"Don't mention a few questions, master. It is okay to give all my belongings to you."

"All your belongings? How many?"

However, to her surprise, Ethan really counted the money with his fingers. Finally, he nodded and said

to Vana, "if don't include the villa my father bought under my name, I have 5613200 dollars."

This... 'Damn it! Even a little kid is richer than me. I can't live this life anymore'.

Vana was heartbroken. 'are all the children nowadays so incredible?

So this was what Ethan saw.

An old tearful face came close to him, with a pair of slender, feeble and trembling hands holding him

tightly. Finally, he was held by the woman opposite and began to cry loudly.

"My dearest disciple, come here and let me touch the spiritual energy. I will definitely become a rich

people like you."

"So you agreed to be my master?"

Vana immediately became normal, and her hands stopped trembling. She stretched out her hands and

rubbed the hair on the top of Ethan's head. She said with a smile, "I agreed. You are so cute and

handsome. It's very proud to have a disciple like you."

"Master, please teach me how to play games!"

As he was about to control the controller, Vana threw it away and sat up straight, "my dear disciple, do

you want to be the king and a person on the top of the cloud. And you can control everything just with

one hand?"

When Ethan heard the last sentence, he immediately felt the hope and nodded heavily with his eyes

wide open.

Vana smiled meaningfully and said patiently, "I will make you realize all these. Not only that, I can also

take you to the real training ground to teach you shooting, but the conditions are, of course, subject to

me!"

She was so smart to manipulate a little boy to pave the way for herself.

"Yes, yes. Master, you can shoot. You are so cool." Ethan had been completely conquered by Vana

and was subject to her.