immortal game

Chen Mo closed the script. It seems that this last level really fell on Xiaohan and Wen Xing. I don’t know if the two can pass the level smoothly. There is only half a day left before the end of the game. Even if the plot is changed, as long as the players pay enough attention, it is still very interesting Opportunity to avoid system punishment.

On the 10th, he had already read the script and put it neatly on the bedside table.Theoretically speaking, the NPC doesn't care about the player's life or death, just like the player treats the NPC. In order to clear a certain game, the NPC may die countless times in front of the player. For this kind of scene, the player is naturally indifferent. In their eyes, this is just a piece of innocuous data, and a few people will sympathize with a string of data codes to generate redundant emotions.

At this time, No. 10 was sitting gracefully on Chen Mo's lap, chatting nonchalantly.

Chen Mo naturally understood No. 10's attitude towards human beings.Chen Mo will not change his attitude towards other players because of No. 10, nor will he ask No. 10 to change his attitude towards other players for himself. After all, the two are two independent individuals apart from their relationship as lovers.

What's more, if the NPC does not perform the task assigned by the system, it will be destroyed by the explosive body.

"Why did your parents give you this name?" Number 10 asked with a smile.

Chen Mo was named after his father.His father has the face of a gangster and works as a technician, but he has a heart that loves literature and art.I wanted to choose a scholarly name for my child, after much deliberation, I finally settled on the word "Mo".

He felt that this word contained the charm of landscape paintings, and he was not good at calligraphy but preferred to grind ink. That day, he happened to turn to Su Shi's "Drunk Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27", in which a sentence "Black Cloud Turns The ink has not covered the mountain, and the white rain jumps into the boat." There is also an ink character.Therefore, Father Chen finalized the name of the child.

Chen's father prefers Tang poetry and Song poetry. When he has nothing to do, he always recites a few lines to express his feelings. One of his expectations for his son is that he will grow up to look like a literati, with an orchid temperament, and a scholarly manner in his speech and demeanor.

But there are eight out of ten unsatisfactory things in life.

Chen Mo has inherited his father's figure very well, and he has grown into a tall man of 1.8 meters [-]. Maybe he will grow up a few centimeters. He looks very energetic He is a very young man, but he is quite different from what Chen's father expected.

Chen's father, who was watching Chen Mo's growth process, couldn't help beating his chest.However, looking at it from another perspective, the name Chen's father gave his son was extremely appropriate. Chen Mo deserved to be "Silence". This was the first impression many people had of Chen Mo later.

After listening to Chen Mo's explanation, No. 10 nodded with a smile, turned around and leaned against Chen Mo, putting all his weight on the other person's body, and looked out the window.

The two of them never discussed the question of "which group is the fake relationship" from beginning to end.

After dark, the outside of the window is also dark, with a few stars shining occasionally.There will be night wind blowing in along the open floor-to-ceiling windows, bringing up the thin curtains and blowing them down.If it wasn't for being in this commanding game, it would be considered comfortable.

"You—" Chen Mo asked after thinking for a while, "Do you usually need to sleep? Do you need to eat?"

After returning to the room these few days, Chen Mo always chatted with No. 10 about trivial topics. Although he was not good at speaking and chatting was easy to be cold, he still asked questions solemnly every time. Have fun.

No. 10 shook his head. All NPCs don't need to do this kind of behavior similar to the function of human life support, but they usually do it if they find it interesting or have nothing to do.

"Then what if—" Chen Mo was even a little nervous when he asked this question. He thought about his words and asked, "If the system assigns a death script to an NPC, will this NPC disappear completely? Is he still the original one when he is refreshed again? "

Chen Mo has experienced many game dungeons. Many times, due to the system plot setting, some NPCs have died at the very beginning of the game.Even because some players failed to successfully clear the game and reset and refreshed many times, the NPC had to repeat the plot of death.

"It's different." Number 10 responded casually.

Most of the low-level NPCs are set up to advance the game process or serve as some dispensable fillers. If they die, when the copy is refreshed again, the NPC that appears will no longer be the original one, even if they have the same The face, saying the same thing, will not be the same NPC, after all, it is just a piece of data, and if it is gone, it will be completely gone.

After listening to No. 10's explanation, Chen Mo tensed up instantly.As if aware of it, No. [-] added: "However, the ten weapons are different. No matter how many times the body dies, it can be resurrected again, inheriting all the previous memories."

All the low-level NPCs in the Siming game were data carriers without ideology like wood carvings and clay sculptures at the beginning of their birth.However, after going through a long copy of the game, a very few of them gradually developed a sliver of their own body will, and they realized that there were intermediate NPCs and high-level NPCs on it.

They can accumulate experience by playing different roles in different copies of the game. In the process, they will continuously enhance their self-expression ability and communication ability with players, gradually changing from a data carrier that can only follow the scriptures to a certain "wisdom". "The humanoid body.From the initial stiff limbs, the humanoid puppet, which can only make one movement, can more smoothly perform the actions specified by the system.

However, this evolution process is extremely cruel to most low-level NPCs, because one day when they realize that they are "surviving" in a certain game carrier, they will also realize that they are being attacked at any time. possibility of extinction.As long as they are randomly assigned to a dead character by the system in the next copy of the game, their short "life" will come to an end, and they will be powerless to resist.

NPCs of any level cannot resist orders from Siming Game.

The units that can be successfully upgraded to high-level NPCs are always in the minority. They have gone through countless copies of the game, and once they are turned on, they can only repeat endless and boring plots. We will do our best to complete the tasks assigned to them by the system.

There is a complete set of NPC rating system in the Siming game. Whenever an NPC finishes a role play, Xiao Siming will give it a certain score according to the performance of the NPC in the dungeon. When their scores accumulate to When reaching a certain height, it will be upgraded.

This is a long and difficult process. In terms of its benefits, the most simple and crude point is that mid-level NPCs have [-] chances of rebirth, while high-level NPCs have [-] chances, and low-level NPCs have none.Therefore, upgrading is undoubtedly a huge temptation for these low-level NPCs that generate "wisdom".

In fact, the resurrection quota of mid-level and high-level NPCs seems to be quite large, but it is not.Since countless copies of the game are repeated in the Siming system every day, the same plot may be matched with a player with weak abilities, resulting in the corresponding NPC having to die repeatedly. It also feels bad to waste time and again.

Therefore, even if they are successfully upgraded to high-level NPCs, they still have a higher goal, which is to become one of the ten weapons.Because the ten vessels are "eternal life".As the representative of the highest mobility among the NPCs in the commanding game, the ten weapons are not static, and the ten weapons in their positions are at risk of being replaced by high-level NPCs at any time.

This replacement method is also very simple and rude. First, the high-level NPC submits an application to challenge the ten weapons to Siming Game, specifying the target it wants to challenge, and the ten weapons have no right to refuse any challenge.

Immediately, the system will match these two NPCs with 10 copies of the game, and comprehensively evaluate the performance and intelligence level of the two NPCs in all aspects, including their mastery of human language, behavior patterns, and hard power in terms of force value. After each evaluation, a comprehensive score will be generated for the two NPCs. If the score of the senior NPC is higher than that of the ten, then the ten will be replaced.

In order to allow resources to be recycled in a reasonable and effective manner, the replaced ten weapons will be turned into high-level NPCs, and all the special permissions they have as ten weapons will be cancelled.Conversely, if the high-level NPC fails the challenge, it will be directly downgraded to a low-level NPC.Therefore, if the advanced NPC is not fully prepared, it will not easily submit an application to challenge the ten devices to the system.

"Among us are directly made

Some of the ten tools produced were upgraded from low-level NPCs. "No. 10 said slowly, he leaned against Chen Mo, seemed very comfortable, half-closed his eyes and was drowsy.

"What about you?" A deep voice came from behind, slightly trembling like hypnotism, and No. 10 replied with a smile: "I was born with ten weapons, very lucky."

—Lucky?

Chen Mo didn't know what to say. He had too many questions to ask No. 10, and he was at a loss for a while. It was a rare opportunity to have such a quiet conversation. He just wanted to ask all the questions in his heart.

"It's nine fifty." No. 10 said to Chen Mo with a smile while looking at the game interface on the side.

Chen Mo shook his head, and clenched the hand placed in front of No. [-].

"Go to bed and talk." No. 10 left this sentence, and got up first and got on the big bed.

Now the two of them will naturally no longer shrink in a corner of the bed.

Chen Mo hugged No. 10 from behind. Even though he was not used to it in the first few days, Chen Mo can already enjoy this posture very well, completely enclosing the person in front of him in his arms, and he will Feelings of contentment and peace of mind.

"Do you human parents always read fairy tales to your children in order to put them to sleep?" No. 10's voice was still clear and cold. At first, it sounded like the whisper of death, but after a long time, it felt like it was soaked in the cold moon, and it was alluring.

"En." Chen Mo nodded honestly.

"Then tell me a story." Sure enough, No. 10 made such a request.

"..." Chen Mo knows very little about fairy tales, and only has some vague impressions. After all, when he was young, the readings that Chen's father read to him before going to bed were often Tang poetry and Song poetry, or the history of Chinese and foreign art. .Coupled with the fact that Chen Mo's language expression ability is really not good, it is really difficult for him to make up a whole logical and plotted story based on this sparse memory.So he could only say honestly: "I don't really remember."

"Just say what you think of." No. 10 leaned into Chen Mo's arms behind him again, his limbs intertwined and inseparable.

"Well——" Chen Mo thought for a while and nodded. Since Number Ten wanted to hear it, he had no reason not to say it.His voice is deep and magnetic, and when he recites fairy tales at night, it is neither obtrusive, but a natural lullaby: "Once upon a time, there was a snowman—"

In this way, Chen Mo began to tell (make up) the story seriously.