He is the protagonist's younger brother.

Wei Meng washed and cut vegetables and cooked the meals herself. Housekeeper Hill wanted to come forward to help, but she righteously refused.

Tianyi, however, had a sad look on his face and was almost about to cry.

I looked helplessly at the mountain of information in front of me, feeling helpless and confused.

"Pay attention, little guy! Just complete your homework seriously, and I'll cook delicious meals for you every day." Wei Meng gently comforted his brother, trying to give him some encouragement.

Tian Yi couldn't help but complain, "But... Sister, have you ever thought about this? I know nothing about interstellar history!" His voice was a little aggrieved and frustrated.

"Ah?" Wei Meng's hand holding the kitchen knife paused, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

The eternal problem of tutoring homework fell on her shoulders.

"Brother, you should study math today. When we finish the copy, I will find you a reliable tutor."

She quickly searched for a suitable candidate in her mind. When breakfast was ready and they finished eating, they went for a walk in the Earl's garden, but she still couldn't think of anyone.

I have very little contact with some of the people I have worked with before, and I found out from the conversations that not all of them are from the Interstellar Alliance world.

Wei Meng seriously doubted whether he had been too introverted during the three years in the dungeon and didn't even have a reliable friend.

Tianyi, unaware of his sister's distress, stared at the reddish-brown soil of the rose garden and the exposed white bones, then turned his head to look away, pretending he saw nothing.

It was agreed that the heroine's sister would go on a high-energy battle dungeon, but now as I follow her leisurely strolling in the garden, I always feel like something is wrong.

"Surprise, the little cutie found it!"

"He definitely noticed it. The kid is really calm."

"Do you think the child will run around and try to get Sister Meng to dig the flowers?"

"Yohoo~ Others are full of passion, but Sister Meng is just eating and drinking."

The live broadcast audience was very sharp-eyed and kept an eye on Tianyi, immediately noticing where his gaze was.

Wei Meng came back to his senses, and before he had time to look at the live broadcast room, he looked at Butler Hill behind him.

"Hill, how old are your bones this year? Do you have any memory of your life?" Wei Meng had an idea in his mind. There were no people but her and there were ghosts.

Hillkabakaba turned his cervical vertebrae and recalled the brain-burning questions.

"Probably more than 900 years old. I was in a daze for many years before I woke up. I don't remember."

"Did you continue studying after coming to work in the dungeon?" Wei Meng asked curiously.

Hill: That makes it really exciting.

His chin slightly raised, his tone proud: "As a qualified butler, you need professional training before taking up the post. You must pass multiple levels of assessment and selection. Only the best ones are qualified to be selected by the powerful dungeon lord."

Wei Meng was delighted and asked, "Can you help my brother with his studies? You have also read some of his exercise books. Is that okay?"

For her, who is an average student, there is hope that she can get rid of the hot potato of tutoring work.

Hill's upper and lower jaws opened wide, looking incredulous.

The red light in its eyes gradually faded, and it refused to work overtime without pay from the bottom of its heart: "Sir, please don't joke. What I learned is not suitable for a young master."

Wei Meng raised his eyebrows: "What does the housekeeper learn?"

"Household management, catering services, copy cleaning and maintenance, procurement and transportation, interpersonal communication, decision-making management, self-development, etc." Hill recounted what he had learned.

Then he confidently introduced again: "Like tasting art and wine, cooking, etiquette, learning various languages, copying financial management, etc., and now I am still learning tea art and calligraphy."

Tian Yi listened, his eyes filled with stars and he felt dizzy.

Can I choose to refuse?

He doesn't want to learn these things.

Wei Meng's eyes lit up with surprise. It was the first time he discovered that the ghosts in the copy were so talented.

Compared to others, I am just a useless little piece of shit.

Glancing at her brother with a pitiful expression, she patted him on the head with a smile.

In an excited tone, she said, "The dungeon is very difficult. Those little idiots can't complete it in ten days or half a month. Sister will learn with you."

Tian Yi: Oh my God, my life is over!

In the following days, the brother and sister were immersed in the difficult study.

Hill is very confident and serious about his strengths.

This responsible attitude overcame the fear of the big devil.

In the study, it took the finger stick and hit Wei Meng on the back of his hand in an extremely arrogant manner.

"Keep your back straight, and don't bend so close to the desk."

Wei Meng regretted it. He could have said something else but jumped into the fire pit!

She's so stupid, really.

Calligraphy is difficult, flower arrangement is difficult, tea art is difficult, and appreciating paintings is even more difficult.

The only course that could help her vent her frustration and relax was the swordsmanship class.

She really didn't dare to use any force towards the princess who was walking down from the painting.

The blonde princess is very strong, but her strength is less than hers.

Princess Orville's movements were graceful and powerful, her smile was amiable, and her moves were quick, ruthless and accurate.

Princess Orville showed up on her own initiative, took over all of Wei Meng's courses, and went to the fourth floor of the castle, which had never been seen by anyone.

Leaving behind Hill, whose eyes were glowing red, and learning how to properly apply the various rules of the copy.

“Young Master, if the dungeon does not allow players to attack their companions, and that person is full of malice towards you.

I have hurt your family and friends in other copies.

So the question is, what is the difficulty level of the dungeon?"

Tianyi was full of questions. What was the connection between the question and the narrative?

He shook his head honestly, indicating that he didn't know.

Hill had never seen such a difficult kid to teach. He was so stupid that he was crazy.

Trying hard to suppress the surging anger, he said, "Last time I said that the copy where humans cannot attack each other is an advanced copy.

According to the rules, taskers with grudges will be arranged to meet in the S-level promotion dungeon."

Tianyi suddenly remembered and nodded: "Oh, Teacher Hill, I remember it."

"Let's look at the next question..."

At the end of the day's class, it ungracefully dropped its hat and banged its skull with a 'DuangDuangDuang' sound.

His steps were unsteady, as if half of his body had been eaten by a ghost.

After getting off work and returning home, Hill counted the points given to him by Wei Meng and saw various bone maintenance products on the table, which made him feel a little better.

The jaws opened and closed and muttered: Working soul, working soul, working is soulless.

For the first time, Hill felt that life was so difficult after death and turning into a skeleton.

On the tenth day after the siblings entered the castle copy, there were five other taskers remaining besides them.

Several taskers had a thrilling and dangerous experience in the dungeon.

However, Wei Meng and Tian Yi lived a life of getting up early and going to bed late, eating, drinking, studying and fighting, and they enjoyed themselves every day.

The only one who is happy is Wei Meng. Tianyi, who studies with Hill every day, wants to skip classes every day.

On the fifteenth day of the copy, Tianyi accompanied his sister in the rose garden to practice swordsmanship.