Chapter 25: Master, do you want a wife?
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Lincoln left their little world to let them cool off.
He thought he needed to cool off too.
It was clearly these two people who were being inappropriate, throwing flash bombs at him, a single dog. So why did he feel guilty and sneak away?
“Ah!” Lincoln sighed heavily, “Is this the psychological weakness of a single dog facing a loving couple?”
“Isn’t it just not having a wife? I’m just too busy, otherwise…” “No! Who says I don’t have a wife? I have plenty of wives made of paper!”
Lincoln kept talking to himself, trying to ease the awkvvardness.
Unexpectedly, Mavis suddenly jumped over and said enthusiastically, “Master, do you want a wife? As long as you say so, Mavis will make one for you!”
“Huh?” Lincoln opened his mouth in surprise.
“Mavis has saved a lot of data these days, whatever style you want, I can make it for you! I have plenty of computing power now, even ten or eight of them are no problem!” Mavis said while opening more than a dozen windows to show him.
“Stop, stop, stop! What kind of ferocious words are these! A wife can only have one, any more and you have to go to jail!”
“But…” Mavis looked at Lincoln with puzzlement, “Virtual wives don’t count, do they? Didn’t you just say you have many paper wives?”
“That’s different…”
“What’s the difference?” Mavis looked curious.
“Paper wives are fake.”
“Virtual wives are also fake, right?”
“Paper wives can only be seen, not touched.”
“Can’t you touch a figurine too?” Mavis said with a “You can’t fool me” face.”
Lincoln was a bit stiff, not knowing how to explain to Mavis that touching figurines in reality is completely different from touching NPCs in virtual environments.
But he felt the topic was too dangerous and froze for a moment.
However, Mavis saw that Lincoln had nothing to say but still disagreed, so she nodded as if she understood.
“Mavis understands! It was my mistake!”
? I said something and you understand? What do you understand?
“Then master, do you want a husband? As long as you say…!”
“Shut up! My orientation is normal! Your supercomputing is gone! I’m going to work!”
After saying so, he rushed off to find Randall and Little Chun, while Mavis was struck by thunder again.
This kid’s brain is definitely a problem!
Mavis watched Lincoln run away with a sneaky grin.
Once again coming to Randall and Little Chun, the two had already calmed down.
Randall stood in place, waiting for Lincoln, while Little Chun bounced around excitedly on the side.
It had been a very long time since she had jumped like this, so much so that she had forgotten the feeling of being full of energy, thus being extremely joyful and cherishing the moment.
Randall was also extremely grateful to Lincoln.
During his time working at NetDragon, he had developed the well-regarded and high-selling “Blaze” series, and even though he had to leave urgently in the end and did not accept Richard’s offering of sky-high retention, the prize money he had earned was already quite a large sum.
They were not in desperate need of money, he wasn’t worried about the cost of treatment for Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.
What he feared most was that in the later stages of ALS, Little Chun would be bedridden day and night, unable even to move or speak, even breathing with the help of machines.
And he could only watch helplessly as his beloved girl suffered.
This torment and depression was possibly even more painful than death. He didn’t know if Little Chun could endure it or even if he could endure it himself.
However, Lincoln’s creation of the virtual reality device had directly changed everything.
Even if in the end, everything remained unchanged, and her physical body still had to be confined to a hospital bed.
At least Little Chun had a second, third, and even countless new and interesting worlds, where she could still experience a life no different from the real world.
It was equivalent to giving Little Chun a second chance at life!
This is the only reason why Randall wanted to join Lincoln at work: he had to be personally involved in creating an ideal world for Little Chun.
Fame? Money? He stopped caring long ago; his only hope was for Little Chun to have more happiness.
It took Lincoln about ten minutes to briefly describe the current situation of his studio.
In simple terms, it’s called a studio, but it’s actually a company.
Though it’s a company, it has not been registered yet.
Although not yet registered, products were ready, and even loans had been discussed.
Although they had money and products, they hadn’t found a factory to produce them yet.
“So, my task is to find the right factory to produce the equipment as soon as possible?” Randall immediately grasped the key point.
“Yes, do you know any relevant channels?”
“I do. I have experienced multiple department rotations at NetDragon and am acquainted with several factories. Leave it to me, and I’ll find the right factory as quickly as possible.”
“That’s great! I’ll leave this to you.” Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief and finally remembered to discuss the salary.
He had just introduced the company that didn’t exist yet, and Randall jumped directly into work without leaving time for negotiating pay.
“Is there anything you want in terms of salary? Feel free to say it, and I’ll try my best to accommodate.” Lincoln was generous when it came to employee salaries.
“Nothing else, as long as there is less overtime.” Randall finished speaking and glanced at Little Chun, who was not far away and had already received a rune, flying around crazily.
Lincoln understood right away; he wanted to take care of his girlfriend more conveniently.
“Absolutely no problem! Once you’ve settled the factory issue, you can even work from home.”
Upon hearing this, Randall was delighted, as Little Chun had a strong personality and had always refused to hire a nanny or a nurse. So, when he was at work, he was always worried that she would run into trouble or accidentally get hurt.
If he could work from home, he would be able to spend more time with Little Chun and would not have to worry about her getting hurt while working.
However, looking at the energetic Little Chun not far away, a sudden thought sprang to his mind.
“Boss, will our future work mainly be online? In a virtual reality world?”
Lincoln nodded, “Indeed, I plan to make a virtual reality office space when I have time. We’ll work there, everyone can freely DIY their office environment, which is much better than being confined to an office or cubicle in reality.”
Upon hearing this, Randall’s eyes sparkled – not because he had particular requirements for the office environment, but because-
“Why don’t you consider interviewing Little Chun? She studied art, and after graduating, she worked as an Art Director for a game on Wild Island, where she excelled. Later, while recuperating at home, she continued painting and even published illustrations online, amassing millions of fans on Spiritual Rhinoceros.”
“Huh?” Lincoln was a bit stunned, “So I’m recruiting a planner and getting a beautician as a bonus?”
“Little Chun doesn’t work anymore mainly because her physical condition is deteriorating. But in virtual reality, she won’t be affected by her illness, and she’s bound to do an excellent job. Maybe you could consider it, Boss? Of course, if she doesn’t meet the requirements, there’s no need to force it.”
“Hold on.”
Lincoln pulled up the control panel and asked Mavis to help collect her information and artworks, package them, and send them over. Under Randall’s nervous gaze, he looked through them one by one..