Ren Yifei was quiet enough that he couldn't bear the tips of other people's ears.

"It's actually Oracle?" The players were all shocked by the torment of the mini-game. Except for a few majors related to ancient Chinese, who still learns oracle bone script? !

Although Chinese is a pictograph simplified step by step, how many times has it been simplified?

Hell, can they recognize Grandpa Grandpa (Oracle Bone Script) by Great-grandson (Simplified Chinese)? If you have such eyesight, what are you doing as a social animal? Is it good for humans to visually detect DNA genetics?

"Huo! Huo Yuanjia's A...Bah, Huo! You can see the rain above and the birds below, don't you see it at a glance? Don't say it's my student when you go out, you don't know the word, shame!"

The teacher patted the podium with a look of "scolding you and hurting my heart": "Forget it, no one answered this question, so it's invalid. Next question."

The players below are noisy, and the teacher above doesn't care. As soon as one minute is up, they will change to the next question, and those who don't answer will just skip it. In such a short time, three or four questions were skipped.

Finally a player couldn't bear it anymore, he took out the props and rushed up: "Either you die or I live!"

Snapped!

The teacher was furious: "How can you leave your seat during class?!" As soon as he raised his hand, he slapped the player against the wall, like swatting a fly.

The player, deeply embedded in the wall, apparently dead, used his life to make a false demonstration for the player.

The classroom is very quiet at the moment.

"You students, you are scumbags, you waste time casually, and you are busy in class. But my time is very precious, I have tasks, I must say forty-five, don't waste my precious time Is it a good time?"

The teacher NPC took a heart-to-heart attitude: "If you don't want to learn, just lie down and sleep there quietly. As soon as forty-five minutes arrive, the teacher will turn around and leave after finishing the class, so it won't delay you one more second. Let's respect each other. , okay?"

After playing a few games, it was the first time Ren Yifei met such an NPC with a distinct personality, like a social animal who was in a hurry to get off work, and every look in his eyes was written "Early death and early life, don't delay me when I go home and watch dramas".

Of course, he was the only one who analyzed the mood of the NPC, and the other players were still immersed in the sudden death of that player.

Staring at the unlucky ghost who was shot into the wall and couldn't get it out, the players swallowed: Although they were all dead, they didn't like this way of dying.

"What should I do? This time I'm really going to die?" The player was desperate, the question could not be solved.

"Looks like my will is finally going to come in handy."

Hopeless mood spreads among the players. Even if they have played the game for a few days or even a dozen days, they already have some mental preparations, but they really find that there is only a dead end in front of them, and their mood is still very complicated.

"No," Ren Yifei suddenly raised his head, "perhaps there is still hope."

The people around him were very surprised: "Do you understand oracle bone script?"

Ren Yifei shook his head, turned on his phone, and did something that no one thought of. He, now bought a prop, a red rope.

"As a student, it is absolutely impossible to leave your seat. If you attack the teacher, you will be counterattacked, but if you don't leave your seat and don't take the initiative to attack?"

Before the others could understand, they saw him using the props: the red rope glowed bright red, one end stretched with a 'huh', tied the teacher's wrist, and the other end turned around, binding Ren Yifei's wrist .

"The concentric rope of life and death, ten points." Within a copy, one person can be bound, and during the existence of the copy, they will live and die together.

The teacher has never played this kind of bundled play in public, and he feels that he is not very good.

"Teacher, we can't live together, so why don't we just die together?" Ren Yifei looked at the completely stupid teacher on the stage and tilted his head, "No one stipulates that teachers and students cannot love each other, right?"

God TM's teacher-student love, you are threatening the teacher at all!

The players expected it well, Ren Yifei was threatening the teacher. In the last game, he found out that the NPCs in this game also have the instinct to seek good luck and avoid evil. So, will they be threatened?

Ren Yifei looked at the stiff teacher on the stage coldly: "I have a deep love for the teacher. I don't want to be born on the same day in the same year, but I want to die on the same day in the same year. Is the teacher moved?"

dare not move, dare not move.

The teacher's face turned pale, and he stared at the red rope on his wrist: "You want me to help you? Impossible, at least, not completely... This is against the rules of the game."

Is it? There seem to be some limitations.

Ren Yifei thought for a moment: "Otherwise, you should draw more carefully, not so abstract, it's better to understand at a glance?"

The teacher was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Is this not specific enough?"

Looking at the teacher's sincere and full of doubts, Ren Yifei: ... Do you have any special filters for your paintings?

"Then, do you explain it more carefully?" You can tell which one it is as soon as you listen carefully.

Not quite... Then you can treat players to a certain extent, right? If you can't draw carefully, just say it carefully, he's not picky.

Ren Yifei didn't want to force NPCs too much. There is a saying that the extreme will be the opposite, but Xiaoxiao strives for some benefits, and the other party won't mind very much.

No, mind, very mind. The teacher looked straight at Ren Yifei, Ren Yifei had no fear or joy, and his face was stuck to a steel plate, so he could look at him as he pleased.

After a long while, the teacher gave in: "Okay." In order not to die, he decided to join forces.

The other seven players instantly turned into shouting faces: Is this still possible? Why didn't I think of that? Is it because I'm too shameless?

"This," the teacher pointed to a new drawing he had drawn, which looked like a stick with a ball on top of it carrying another miniature stick with a ball, "this is a person, holding a child. It The original meaning has the meaning of 'to nurture' and 'to raise'."

Then there is no wood.

In this way, the teacher is already in a cold sweat, and his eyes are full of rejection: the limit is the limit, and there is no more pressing.

Ren Yifei stopped tossing the teacher, and his fingers were imaginary on the table.

"It's a person who is holding the child. There is no other more complicated attributive. It's not a XX person, or a man and a woman. Maybe, it's a single person."

He looked at the picture of the child again, with a round head and a body below, with four branches sticking out to represent hands and feet, and it looked...a bit like the word 'daze'.

Seeing that one minute was about to pass, he said to his heart that the NPC had to help him if he didn't want to die, and there was still a chance for trial and error. Without any hesitation, Ren Yifei blurted out: "Protect! The guarantee of protection!"

"Correct!" The teacher on stage was even more excited than him, publicly supporting the players under the pressure from above, and the teacher's psychological burden was also huge.

"Bao, the original meaning is to raise, nurture, and later also the 'baby' of the baby and the 'fort' of the castle, which means protection, guarantee and so on."

With the first three points and another three points, I don't have to die with this unlucky player!

The teacher happily started to draw the next picture.

And the eyes of other players are going to be red, if it is not for the unspoken rules that they can't leave their seats, they have already swarmed up, hugging the legs of the boss and frantically rubbing points: I ~ good ~ miserable ~ there are 80 old mothers and ooh children, Have pity on me, give me some points.

"This brother." The players in the front row looked back and smiled, "Do you play games? To be honest, I am the UP master of the game area, so there is no game I can't play well. I will bring you up and eat with you. Chicken, do whatever you want!

"How about you take me first in this game?"

Ren Yifei hadn't spoken yet, but the player next door disagreed, this is a young girl with a twenty-five-six appearance: "This gentleman, at first glance, you are a successful person, and you must often need to go abroad or face a pile of multilingual documents.

"Proficient in five languages, good at French, English and Latin, it will be your exclusive translator from now on. You can send documents anytime, anywhere, and I will get up and translate for you when I fall asleep."

One by one, they are all enthusiastically promoting themselves and boasting about their abilities. At the front, he was still an UP master and proficient in multilingualism. At the back, he has become a behind-the-scenes celebrity in the entertainment industry and an executive of a first-class group who has resources in his hands.

It's all rolled up to... a bit fake.

Their minds are all clear: get over it first, and talk about other things later.

However, Ren Yifei, who was surrounded by everyone, didn't notice a single one. His thoughts were all on the NPC in front of the podium. The surrounding noise even caused some noise disturbance to him.

He was originally hearing-enhanced, so the seven voices chattering, the effect on his side is no less than when he is standing on a farm where chickens and ducks are mixed.

Fortunately, he was also used to finding the key points in the noisy voice, and combined with the skill of lip reading, he basically understood the teacher's explanation.

However to no avail.

There was only one water basin, and the teacher explained that it was 'a kind of water basin for washing', but he really had no clue at all, so he waved his hand: Yes.

The teacher npc was very angry, and slammed on the blackboard: "It's 'yes'! It's also true! It's so obvious that you can't recognize it? Your class of students is really... It's really not as good as the first class, even the elementary school students!"

Anyway, Ren Yifei, who went to college:  …

Is the threshold for elementary school students so high? Gotta know Oracle?

Ren Yifei still wondered, what happened to the 'washing basin'? How can it secretly evolve into 'also'? These two are completely incompatible, and the caterpillars don't change as much as they change into butterflies.

Probably despairing of Ren Yifei's IQ, in the next picture, the teacher NPC directly drew two flames, stacked on top of each other, and then said, "This is..."

"Inflammation, hot inflammation, there are two fires up and down, which means the flames are constantly rising and the fire is very big." It was rare to meet a familiar person, and Ren Yifei responded immediately.

The teacher NPC snorted coldly: "I know Yan, I'm very proud? Then I can't fly up to the sky and be side by side with the sun?"

Ren Yifei was very calm: "You fly, I won't stop you."

I don't know where this teacher taught. Did he appear here because he was beaten to death in reality? It's like the face T in the game (the face can attract people with hatred value) in the world.

At the same time, the teacher NPC is also slandering: This player is too bad, he will appear here, is it because he is too annoying in reality?

"Cough," the teacher NPC squinted, "you're already a six-pointer, can you?"

"Where did it come from? I spent 10 points to buy this item, so I have to earn some more, right?" Ren Yifei bargained with him, and that's the end of it? That is impossible.

The teacher NPC was controlled by others, so he had no choice but to provide two very simple words: one was 'snow', which drew clouds and snowflakes. One is 'Ya', where the water flow is drawn on the left, and the cliff is drawn on the right.

Because it was too simple, other players saw that they wanted to rush to answer, but unfortunately they were all preempted by Ren Yifei.

"Is it alright?" the teacher NPC asked angrily. 12 points have been earned, and they have been earned back.

"I can, but..." Ren Yifei pointed at the others, "They can't yet."

The already desperate players raised their heads abruptly, and the light of hope shot out from their eyes. There was only one person in the audience whose face was as green as a wetland park: "Don't go too far!"

"It's not too much." Ren Yifei looked indifferent. "A player has died. Even if the minimum target is completed, we will each take a step back."

This indicator was specially proposed by him to deceive NPCs. He was very curious whether there was a minimum death indicator for these dungeons.

The teacher's NPC is still pure after all, and there is a surprised expression of "how do you know" on his face.

stable.

Ren Yifei thought to himself.

It seems that the relationship between NPCs and infinite games is not the same as that of the dungeon of the Horn of Desolation. It is the game that gives birth to NPCs. They are more of a relationship between a part-time job and a part-time job platform, so there is this minimum task indicator.

"I am a very curious person. When I see word puzzles, I want to guess. If I make a few mistakes, and the score will be zero again, it will not be very good."

After Ren Yifei threatened, he continued to persuade him with a good face: "They are all migrant workers, and they die for the boss, so it's not worth it."

The teacher NPC was obviously moved, but he still had some scruples: "That's not good! Why should I help these people? Only things that are bad and not good for me, I will do it if I am crazy."

Ren Yifei lowered his head and was silent for a second, then raised his head again: "Have you heard of 'Fuyou Demon'?"

"..." Help your sister! Is this even a word made for me? You are players who met by chance. Are friendships so cheap nowadays? Even if you support your friends, you should be single until the end of the world, you know?

The teacher NPC opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment: I have never seen such a brazen person.

It’s okay to be smashed by a player, but also indirectly by a group of players? Tolerable or unbearable!

"Fuyoumo?" The teacher NPC smiled but said, "I've never heard of it. Don't go too far. Believe it or not, I'll die with you?"

"I don't believe it." Ren Yifei shook his head with a tolerant face, "I know what you said was angry."

Teacher npc:  …

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