The morning was clear and bright.
Jiang Hao and Zhou Xinyan went jogging in the lakeside park. After two laps, they switched to walking. Little Lark returned from foraging and landed on Zhou Xinyan's shoulder, chirping brightly and sweetly, drawing many people's attention.
A peaceful life was so wonderful. They should learn to enjoy it.
After breakfast, Jiang Hao and Zhou Xinyan went to the company together. Zhou Xinyan went off to handle her own work, while Jiang Hao buried himself in the supercomputer control room. Though he was the boss, his official position in the company was technical director.
After finishing his work, Jiang Hao went to the lounge, made himself a cup of tea, took out a cigar and lit it. Sitting by the window, he looked at the flowers, grass, and trees in the company courtyard, but his mind was on the system mission.
The mission in the movie world of Death Has Arrived was bound to be quite dangerous. Jiang Hao could already guess that much.
And knowing the system's usual bullshit, it probably would not arrange the original plot for him. So even if he had watched the movies, they would not be much help. There were simply too many accidents in this world.
Jiang Hao had once watched an American TV show called A Thousand Ways to Die. Each episode introduced five or six cases of accidental death, all real events, then reenacted the cases for viewers.
Some were horrifying, some bizarre, some simply unlucky, and some people had died because they were stupid. Experts were invited to provide professional commentary on every case and thoroughly analyze the causes of death. It was highly educational.
Jiang Hao remembered the show's opening narration very clearly.
"Death is everywhere. Some are fortunate enough to brush past