"Principal, you make it easy for me to find..."
Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. The old principal's eyes did not change, and he leaned against the wall sadly and silently grieved.
The old principal had no interest in the owner of this voice.
Now, his favorite cat is lost, and he is so sad.
I don't know if he was seduced away by some cat who wanted to see something, and he abandoned him, just like he forgot his friends because of his lust.
This makes the npc principal feel extremely wronged...
It was really strange that Ana Shen shed tears when she saw an NPC for the first time...
Although others are crying, it is more or less impolite for them to watch from the sidelines.
But - Shen Yan hadn't seen it, so - she was curious...
The little orange cat in Ana Shen's hand twisted its face when it saw its owner's appearance, out of sight and out of mind.
The old principal had tears on his back and looked at the rising sun. Just when he was about to compose two poems, a fat orange cat came into view. He held his legs on the wall with excitement and couldn't laugh or cry: "My treasure. ~Why did you come back? Wuwuwu——"
Maybe the little orange cat also knew that following Shen Yan, the cat's life might be in danger at any time. It hurriedly jumped on its owner's head, curled up and was knocked unconscious.
The presbyopic NPC principal looked at Shen Yan's figure and mistook him for the NPC teacher of Yucai High School. He praised him and said that he wanted to promote Shen Yan:
"Teacher, thank you for bringing it to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do -"
"I invite you to my office for tea..."
Ana Shen intended to correct the old principal's words, but then he thought about it, they happened to be going to the principal's office as a 'guest', so it was not impossible to have tea.
Just along the way.
"Yes." After agreeing, Ana Shen shook off the cat hair on his hands and followed the principal to the office.
Things developed so smoothly that Ye Die had the illusion that he was in a dream.
She finally understood that presbyopia also exists among NPCs...
"Then what - Shen Yan, you just - went like this?" Ye Die asked in disbelief.
"if not?"
Ana Shen thought a lot about the issues raised by this sentence.
Nothing more than which copy would be so easy.
In fact, as early as entering the first dungeon, Ana Shen realized that it was easier to clear the game than he thought.
Every copy has been extremely smooth.
Oh, except for the 'luxury yacht' one.
Ana Shen guessed that Fu Qingyan might have something important to do that day, so he didn't make any 'arrangements'...
When it comes to Ana Shen's luck, it's almost non-existent. His luck has always been very bad, so bad that the water for instant noodles is still lukewarm. When given two options in front of him, he always chooses the wrong one.
In previous copies, it has never been so smooth. The dangers of thriller games are always unexpected, and even experienced players will inevitably be injured.
Ana Shen does not admit that he is very strong. In this game, there is always someone who can hurt him, but he has not met him yet...
All of this may be attributed to the powerful 'Manager No. 1'...
Ana Shen would not take the initiative to ask too many questions. These seemingly insignificant things to him were far from being comparable to the problems of the entire thriller game.
But this does not mean that he is not vigilant.
"Perhaps, there is indeed something wrong with the copy..." Looking up at a corner of the sky, Shen Yan pulled his cuffs thoughtfully.
At the same time, the main control room of the thriller game.
Sitting on the leather chair, Fu Qingyan clicked on the perspective of Yucai High School, and the screen just stopped at Shen Yan's eyes at the last second.
He slumped backwards, resting his arms on the back of his head, and mocked himself in a low tone: "Sure enough, it was still noticed..."
"I just said this method is not feasible, Xia Xia, you still don't believe it..."
Sizzling——
The mechanical system sound was strangely emotional, replying to Fu Qingyan's words: "I thought he would like it~"
It was a cute and cute female voice. Listening carefully, it sounded like the voice of Akasha when she grew up: "My future sister-in-law, she is so cute~"
"I like it, I like it~"
The style of painting gradually shifted.
Fu Qingyan patted the main control table and asked the man to control it a little, "Don't scare people away."
"We don't have much time..."
"oh....."
"Brother, have you told him that?"
Fu Qingyan's whole body felt a headache when he mentioned that matter...
Thinking about it, if he told Ana Shen directly, he would probably kill him...
Annoying.......
This sister of his is really someone who doesn't want to pick up the pot...
Maybe, we really should find a time to confess, otherwise there will really be no chance...
【Ding--】
[An email from the future space~]
【To be checked~】
System rules, when an email is detected, it will be opened as soon as possible.
The end of the email is marked with a special symbol.
It's not so much a symbol as it is the number of a thriller game.
The letter unfolded, and a number appeared frequently on it.
Fu Qingyan restrained his heart-to-heart expression and pressed the answer button when faced with the sudden video request from the Lizard family:
At the other end of the video is a background full of technology. People are floating in the sky, riding special hoverboards back and forth. In front of the background is a technology room full of equipment, and the huge screen shows everything in the future.
Fu Qingyan was used to such scenes, so he was not surprised. He smoothed his lips and broke the deathly silence with a cold words: "Hey - this is not Dr. Su. Why do you have time to care about a little person like me today?"
The screen opened, and an older man appeared in the background. He was wearing black-framed reading glasses, with blue text floating on the lenses, which was a symbol of the new field in the future.
"Fu Qingyan, you should know that your parents, even the core researchers, died because of failed resistance. Do you want to repeat their mistakes?"
"Our technology and civilization will only be good for you in the past, and will never do any harm. Why are you all so persistent?"
"As my best student, your father doesn't even understand this..."
"My painstaking efforts..."
"Huh - your painstaking efforts?" Fu Qingyan couldn't stand listening anymore. He stood up directly, put his foot on the table, and asked with a smile: "It is wrong to change the past civilization. Besides, you are basically plundering now."
"Trying to change other people's worldview and achieve one's own ambitions..."
"Do you think this is what people should do?"
"I'm afraid you still don't know the real cause of death of my parents..."
