Zongman: I became the Prime Minister in the world of science

America, New York, the city that never sleeps, Park Hyatt Hotel.

Toru Fujiwara opened his eyes and looked out the French window of the hotel room.

This is a high-rise building of Park Hyatt Hotel, and the nearest high-rise building is also a hundred meters away.

The outer layer of the suite of more than 200 square meters has a high-altitude garden view. Standing in the garden and looking down, you can see the busy scene of the metropolis.

As a luxury suite with a nightly accommodation fee of up to 5,000 US dollars, it is definitely not affordable for ordinary people.

The morning sun shone through the glass window onto the wide bed. Toru Fujiwara squinted and looked at his side as if nothing had happened.

A woman with long light golden hair was facing away from him. Through the gap in the quilt, the woman’s beautiful white back could be seen.

Toru Fujiwara lifted the quilt lightly and walked down from the bed. There was a mess of clothes on the luxurious wooden floor.

Women’s black underwear and panties, and men’s boxer briefs were scattered all over the floor.

In the room with the air purifier turned on, you can still smell the smell of lust between men and women, which shows what happened here last night.

“Boy, what are you going to do?”

The lazy, charming and passionate voice of a woman came from the bed, which made Fujiwara Toru, who was getting dressed, pause for a moment.

He turned his back to the woman on the bed, quickly put on his underwear, and said,”My family sent me a message asking me to go back.”

“Snap——”

That was the sound of a lighter lighting up.

A woman with long light blonde hair and a curvy figure leaned against the head of the bed.

She ignored the quilt sliding down her stagnant skin, and she had a cigarette lit between her index and middle fingers.

Her five fingers were slender, and her nails were lightly painted in light colors. She smoked a cigarette and exhaled clouds of smoke.

After blowing a puff of the smoke in front of her, the woman turned her head to look at the man who had his back to her and had put on his pants and shirt, and said with a bit of empty complaint:

“Boy, you don’t just want to play with me, did you? Was it just a one-night stand yesterday? But I am eight years older than you after all.”

At the end, the woman’s words were full of self-mockery.

Fujiwara Toru buttoned up his shirt and said,”How could it be, Chris, don’t let your imagination run wild. Something really happened at home.”

“Aren’t you going to audition this afternoon? I’ll come find you tonight, how about we go to the bar for a drink?”

The woman called Chris blew out another puff of smoke, her voice much softer:”The audition is just a formality, the leading role has already been confirmed to be me, it doesn’t matter whether I go or not”

“Boy, it’s almost noon, do you want to go to the hotel restaurant for lunch together?”

At this time, Fujiwara Toru had already walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and tidied his clothes, and replied casually:

“I’m just an unknown little person, and I’m Asian. Chris, you’re a big star in Hollywood now. We’ll be in trouble if we’re photographed by paparazzi.”

Toru Fujiwara stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He patted his face and exhaled.

It has been almost twenty years since he traveled to this world, and it was not until a year ago that his memory was fully restored.

I don’t know if time travel also has the setting of a mystery in the womb. From birth to the age of nineteen, Toru Fujiwara knew that he was a time traveler, but his memory before time travel was always vague.

Until a year ago, after experiencing a special event, his memory before time travel was completely remembered, and he discovered that this was actually an anime world!

Toru Fujiwara’s eyes were dazed, and in his eyes appeared content that only he could see.

【Name: Fujiwara Toru (Chang Cheh)】

【Physical fitness: 10 (muscle strength, nerve reflexes, physical immunity and recovery)】

【Skills: Learning, Sports, Mystical】

【You gained 1 physical fitness point】

【You have gained 1 S-level skill point】

【You have gained the special ability ‘Yin Yang Eyes’】

【You get a chance to draw a ‘black technology’ item】

“……”

【Final mission: Becoming the Prime Minister of Japan or the President of America has been opened】

“Sure enough, now is the golden finger fully activated.”

Fujiwara Toru whispered.

He could see this panel when he was very young, but he never knew how to use this golden finger.

But when he was thirteen years old, he suddenly gained a physical fitness point and a B-level skill point. He was overjoyed and began to carefully analyze and study this golden finger.

After a series of experiments, he finally discovered the principle of this golden finger.

In simple terms, this is a”female favorability” reactor. When a woman has a sincere feeling between men and women for him, he will be rewarded.

It’s just that Fujiwara Toru was too young before the age of thirteen, and the little brats he met didn’t understand what the sincere feelings between men and women were, so the golden finger The finger has not responded.

After discovering the secret of the golden finger, Toru Fujiwara immediately turned into a scumbag and began to deceive girls everywhere.

In addition, he has been in America, where early love and dating are normal. In seven years, he has deceived countless girls’ bodies and minds, and then used the skill points obtained to strengthen himself.

But Toru Fujiwara found that the problem was still not completely solved.

No matter how much those women love him to death and how high their favorability is, he can only get A-level skill points at most, and his physical fitness will no longer increase after reaching the limit of 10 points of ordinary people.

Until he met this woman, Toru Fujiwara’s golden finger finally changed.

“Not only did he get an S-level skill point, but he also unlocked a mysterious skill that he had been unable to unlock. He also had the opportunity to continue to improve his physical fitness, and he could truly break through the limits of ordinary humans.”

Fujiwara Toru took a deep breath. All this was related to the woman who had made love with him last night.

The biggest difference between this woman and the women he had met in the past was that she was an important female character in the anime.’！

“So that’s how it is. I roughly understand what Gold Finger wants.”

Toru Fujiwara wiped his hands with a towel and walked out of the bathroom.

Chris had already stepped off the bed, her slender feet stepping on the floor.

She looked at Toru Fujiwara with a cold and charming smile:”Boy, this is free America, I am an actor, not a Japanese idol.”

“Even if the paparazzi caught us dating, people wouldn’t say anything. You’ve lived in Japan for the past year, but don’t bring Japanese thinking to America.”

With that, Chris turned around gracefully, picked up the black lace women’s underwear on the ground, stretched the straps behind her snow-white beauty, and hooked her finger with her back to Fujiwara Toru.

The meaning was obvious, asking Fujiwara Toru to come over and tie her underwear.

Fujiwara Toru didn’t walk over, his hand gently put into the collar of his suit jacket.

Chris saw that Fujiwara Toru didn’t come over to help her tie her underwear, she raised her slender eyebrows, as if she was a little dissatisfied with his lack of understanding of romance, so she had to fumble to tie it herself, and continued:

“Boy, we have known each other for so long, but we have never been to a bar together. I should get to know you better. What kind of wine do you like to drink?”

Toru Fujiwara took out a Beretta M9-A3 tactical pistol with a silencer from his suit.

He bent his elbows and aimed at the woman in front of him with a standard CARS tactical action, chuckling:

“I like the sherry cocktail, three quarters sherry with one quarter French vermouth (Balmode), preferably with a drop of orange flavored liquor”

“This kind of wine is light, sweet, rich, and slightly bitter, which makes people have endless aftertaste.”

Belmode seemed unaware that she was pointed at by a gun. She turned around slowly.

In Belmode’s hand, a delicate, special pistol the size of a woman’s palm appeared at some point, and it was also aimed at Fujiwara Toru!