Xin Zhixia felt that she should be more rigorous in her wording in the future.
You can avoid unnecessary troubles and reduce your stress appropriately.
At least when it comes to an attribute that is unfamiliar to you, such as love brain, you should be more cautious.
Xin Zhixia was stunned, covering her chest in grief, and raised her hand to wipe a handful of "tears" that had never appeared on her face.
"Where are you thinking? How could I be that kind of person! I just helped him a few times enthusiastically, but he suspected that I deliberately tried to harm him. Don't you think I am that kind of person?"
His expression was very distressed, and his tone of voice was even more innocent and pitiful than Phytolacca.
After saying that, he covered his face with one hand and lowered his head in thought.
Phytolacca understood someone's pun.
In a strange way, it is understood by two brains.
Shang Keai was sure that this kind of enthusiasm was not that kind of enthusiasm, and he was visibly relieved.
Mr. Shang was certain that this was premeditated, and Xin Yi was obviously enthusiastically adding fuel to the fire.
Which kind of thinking has the upper hand?
There was no way to deduce it, I just knew that it was Shang Keai who made the next move.
Shanglu was at a loss and pulled out the handkerchief from his pocket that he had carefully folded and put away after drying.
Then I was in a hurry, not knowing whether to step forward to help wipe it or what to do.
Nervously and panicked, he comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry."
After struggling for a long time, the hand that squeezed the handkerchief loosened, and finally handed it over respectfully with both hands.
"Wipe it."
Xin Zhixia, who had been covering her eyes the whole time, thinking about what to do tonight, was confused when she heard this, and silently opened her fingers to reveal one eye.
Looking at Phytolacca from between the fingers, the other eye was blocked and the picture seemed not focused enough.
Blink your big eyes to focus on their own.
Phytolacca untimely recalled a certain act that someone did when they met in the lounge.
Silent, his hands froze, and then he pinched the handkerchief.
He took back the handkerchief and put one hand neatly into his pocket.
Finally, I didn’t forget to pat my pocket and thought to myself: “I’ll pay you back next time.”
Xin Zhixia finished focusing and could see a series of movements of Phytolacca on the opposite side.
After seeing Shang's cute pocket-patting behavior, I felt relieved.
Attention transfer successful.
It’s no wonder she’s been acting for so long.
Xin Zhixia put down her hand and changed the topic back to her with a relaxed expression.
"Rather than analyzing behavioral motivations, perhaps the way to identify NPCs is on their bracelets. They don't have the bracelets provided by the system, so they may only be able to check the time and not be able to collect props as they wish."
Although this sentence was proposed on her own initiative, she did not think that the experienced Mr. Shangluca didn't know.
No matter how much he fell in love with his brain, he would never lose his memory or give up his survival skills.
Hearing this, Shang Lu took another look at the other party.
Xin Yi's smile was gentle, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.
He curled his fingers nervously and nodded in agreement.
The two of them knew this well.
Xin Yi pointed it out, but had no intention of going into details, probably because it didn't touch her bottom line.
It's normal for people to have some secrets.
Phytolacca tried his best to act as he should.
Speak freely when you should speak, and shut up when you shouldn't.
Of course, there are also times when the love brain is out of control, and occasionally a few words of information are revealed, such as a frank introduction to one's binding props.
After Xin Zhixia raised her wrist to confirm the time, she looked at the bracelet and smiled lightly.
"People will subconsciously do some behaviors to show that we are all the same kind of people. In order to integrate into us, the NPCs who play the role of players always like to make a fuss about the bracelets. But they have not thought about a problem."
Shang Lu also stared at Xin Yi's wrist, and then took the words very naturally.
"This dungeon tries to separate players as much as possible. At first, there is no situation where everyone gets together. After all, it is a role-playing dungeon. In fact, if possible, players will prefer to hide themselves and do not want to be exposed and become the focus."
Seeing Xin Yi smiling happily, Shanglu's eyes flashed and he casually came to a conclusion.
"The act of showing off your bracelet when meeting people doesn't look like an experienced player."
Xin Zhixia nodded and smiled brightly.
The various weird points from the beginning of the dungeon to the present immediately became reasonable after analyzing that there were NPCs.
She always thought she was suspicious before.
After writing down all these details, they were naturally thrown into the corner of my brain.
After coming into contact with Millennium, she became obsessive-compulsive, digging out every detail and trying to piece together a map from them.
Now, the details have almost been pieced together.
Phytolacca always suits her well at certain times.
For example, at this time, he spoke slowly again to help her find out a detail.
"Do you still remember the six carriages we encountered when we arrived late at noon?"
Xin Zhixia asked casually, "Of course I remember. Did you find anything?"
When Shang Lu heard the question, his eyes couldn't help but flash.
He lowered his eyes, trying to cover up the loneliness in his eyes.
Xin Zhixia looked at the other party quietly, taking in this scene.
He smiled gently and said: "You don't mean to say that there may be six NPCs, do you? I don't think that carriage is related to this. Their role has already started since the small game."
Seeing Shang Lu looking over, his eyes were bright and lively.
Xin Zhixia turned her head to look at the lighted oil lamp in the room, and inexplicably changed the subject.
"Have you calculated the survival rate of A-level copies in your room?"
Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, staring at the person in front of him.
The light shone on Xin Yi's face, making his features appear bright and vivid. Now that his face was slightly hidden from the backlight, his expression immediately became dark and unclear.
Suddenly he came to his senses and said frankly: "Almost one-fifth."
Xin Zhixia said with unclear meaning: "That's not bad."
Shang Lu was startled, his thoughts were confused, and he simply let his love brain speak for him.
"The number of players in the dungeon game is 14, and now it seems that NPCs are included. If players work hard, at least three of them can pass the level."
After a pause, he followed Xin Yi's words, "It's not bad."
Xin Zhixia held her chin in her hands and chuckled, "It seems like the doctors at Meili Hospital are indeed very gentle. They voluntarily included themselves in the number of people, just to help more players pass the level."
Shanglu remained silent.
He retorted without disappointing, mentioning that the game staff also included NPCs.
The light reflected in Xin Yi's eyes, flickering in her eyes, flickering on and off.
The person in front of me seemed to be thoughtful, and a soft female voice came, "I think eliminating special patients will definitely get extra points. Then do you think that the first person who successfully eliminates the patients will also get extra points? ?”
Phytolacca nodded and answered rigorously: "The possibility is as high as 90%."
Then he seemed to remember something, and his mind suddenly became tense.
He stared at Xin Yi in front of him, and saw her putting down the hand holding her chin, her eyes burning, and she was very excited.
It looks like...
It seems like he really wants to challenge for high points.
After thinking about it, Shangluca couldn't help but feel certain.
