The Second Unexpected Return

"Swish swish"

Ye Bufan casually flipped through several documents on the desk and sighed helplessly.

The 5 million start-up capital was too little. Compared to the urban protagonists who could get millions in minutes, he might as well go drown himself. Not to mention those villainous masters born in Rome.

Fortunately, the validity period of this business exchange voucher was unlimited. As long as he found a promising career to slowly nurture, he would eventually develop into a behemoth.

After much consideration, Ye Bufan finally determined the next purchase - a nearly bankrupt game studio.

Originally, the valuation of this company should have been far more than 5 million. However, because a project had failed to be successfully developed, its commercial value became lower and lower. Now no one dared to take over it.

Of course this was not a problem for Ye Bufan. Using the system's business exchange voucher would definitely make a profit. He only needed to focus on the company's future prospects.

Obviously, the future of this game studio was still promising. As long as it got out of the current predicament, it would be able to grow stronger and regain its glory over time.

The acquisition was naturally handled by Ye Shang. Looking out the window, it was already nighttime.

Ye Bufan touched his shriveled stomach and felt helpless.

Although the manor was large, unfortunately there was no food left due to long-term vacancy.

Breakfast and dinner were barely maintained by the rations Ye Bufan had previously purchased at the mall. Fortunately, there were only two people in the entire villa, Ye Shang and Ye Bufan.

Ye Shang was a robot that didn't need to eat, thus avoiding a famine.

In any case, Ye Bufan didn't want to live on rations anymore. He must go out and shop tomorrow, and hire some servants back to the manor as well.

System products are of the finest quality.

Originally, Ye Bufan was still worried about how to travel, but found that there were cars in the manor's garage, which made him give the system a big thumbs up for its thoughtfulness.

Without even eating breakfast, Ye Bufan drove a Benz with Ye Shang and headed for downtown.

As soon as he entered the city center, he could feel the prosperity of the capital, presenting two completely different extremes from the area near the manor.

At eight o'clock in Jier, it was the early peak when people went to work. All kinds of vehicles sped on the overpass, and the Benz squeezed in to go with the flow.

While leisurely driving, Ye Bufan heard Ye Shang shout from the passenger seat: "Master, be careful!"

Ye Bufan hurriedly checked the situation and saw a large truck ignoring the blockade of the traffic, crashing straight towards them.

The Benz was right in its way.

Looking at the steel beast with fangs not far away, Ye Bufan only had one thought.

It's over, Barbie is going to die.

"Boom!"

The loud impact sounded in his ears, but Ye Bufan didn't feel any pain. Opening his eyes, he found that he had already been thrown out of the car by Ye Shang.

"I..."

Before Ye Bufan could speak, Ye Shang picked him up and ran towards the distance.

"Boom!"

A huge heat wave erupted, pushing the two of them violently.

Fortunately, they were already some distance away from the center of the explosion, so the shock wave did not cause fatal injuries.

"Puff!"

Ye Bufan fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood violently.

Although the explosion was not fatal, it still put great pressure on his body.

With his current physique that didn't even reach ordinary people's standards, if he didn't spit out some blood, he might die on the spot.

Lying on the cold ground, Ye Bufan felt like all his bones had come apart, without an ounce of strength left.

"Hurry, call an ambulance!"

That was the last thing Ye Bufan heard before he passed out.

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A snow-white ceiling, snow-white curtains, everything was dazzlingly white.

When he regained consciousness again, Ye Bufan had been sent to the hospital.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host on your narrow escape from death. You have overcome another catastrophe. Reward: 100 Survival Points, 1 Robot.]

Was it the backlash of his luck again?

"System, exchange for Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt."

[Exchange successful, consumed 60 Survival Points, 40 remaining.]

A heat surged from the Dantian...

Of course that was impossible.

Ye Bufan waited for a while but did not feel any abnormality in his body. He had to ask: "System, what's going on? There’s no reaction at all. Don't tell me you're a scammer."

[Dear Host, Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt are passive trigger skills that can only be felt when damaged. Also, you are not wearing a shirt.]

So that was the case. Reassured by the system's response, Ye Bufan finally felt relieved.

After this recent brush with death, Ye Bufan's sense of security was full of holes. Even in the hospital he felt panicked. This was why he exchanged for these two life-saving skills.

It had to be said, Ye Shang was worthy of being a robot from the future. She did not suffer the slightest damage from the car explosion.

Ye Bufan curiously viewed her attributes.

[Robot: Ye Shang]

[Attributes: Speed 500, Power 500, Physique 500, Protection 0]

[Skills: Business Expertise]

So this was the world of the strong?

Ye Bufan also checked his own attributes

[Host: Ye Bufan]

[Status: Seriously Injured]

[Attributes: Speed 60, Power 80, Physique 60, Protection 60]

[Skills: Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt]

So protection was measured according to skills, no wonder it was 0 before.

After staying in the hospital for a full month, Ye Bufan’s injuries gradually improved.

According to the traffic police department's investigation, the car accident was accidental.

The truck's brakes had failed. Coupled with the downhill road section, this led to the tragedy.

The subsequent explosion was, as expected, caused by the fuel tank being hit.

Fortunately, although he stayed in the hospital for a whole month, things that needed to be done were not neglected.

Ye Shang had successfully acquired the game studio on the second day after the car accident. Servants were also gradually recruited to the manor.

Today was the day Ye Bufan was discharged from hospital. Ye Shang came to the hospital early to complete the discharge procedures.

A brand new Benz stopped in front of Ye Bufan. He got into the back seat.

The shadow cast by the previous car accident was too great. For the time being, he still didn’t dare drive.

The car left the hospital and drove straight towards the suburban manor.

Ye Bufan looked around uneasily in the car, afraid of encountering another out-of-control vehicle.

Fortunately, they passed through the entire city without incident. There were fewer and fewer cars as they got closer to the suburbs.

Seeing the manor just within reach, suddenly a sedan swerved out and crashed straight towards the back seat.

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