[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

Sherlock jumped off the ledge.He had always been tall and thin, but now he was undersized, lithe and nimble, like a cat that doesn't make a sound.But the look on his face wasn't what it was—the anger seemed to have become substantial, overflowing from his gray eyes—"You know what it is, don't you? Otherwise you're seeing my It's impossible to be so surprised when you're here. Because in the facts you know, I shouldn't be here!"

He took Wei Yang one step further, until he felt a cold and hard touch on the back of his head and back—the feeling of his body passing through the wall—the frightened Wei Yang suddenly realized.

No, he is a ghost now, what is there to be afraid of!

Thinking of it this way, he immediately gained confidence. "I'm just...just an accident! I don't even know why I became a ghost, how could I know you are here!" He thought for a whole night, and there was only one conclusion: no matter what the reason, he must never tell Sherlock this It's a game, otherwise even if he is a ghost, he will be torn to pieces—I never heard that people in novels and comics would be happy knowing that they are fictional, so he doesn't want to kill himself!

"Really?" Sherlock narrowed his eyes. "You don't know?" He resumed his cautious attitude, just like the first time they met in Barts Hospital: "Last time you were born in a wealthy businessman's family in Shanghai, China, and your identity is no problem; and This time you are a colonel of the Nationalist Army of the Republic of China, and you died in the battle of Tangwangshan. There is no problem. It is worth mentioning that although there are such differences, your appearance and personality have not changed. And look at Looking at my situation, you can see how similar it is—same name, similar character, and very different identity. So," he concluded in one breath, "do you dare to say that this has nothing to do with you?"

Wei Yang silently wiped the cold sweat in his heart.How on earth did Sherlock know so much in an era when telephones were not popular? "But I really don't know," he resolutely decided to continue pretending to be stupid, "or, according to your inference, the reason why I became a ghost is because I was already dead in this world when I crossed over?" The highest level of lies is Half-truth, half-false, for the safety of the ghost body, he decided to take a risk and try.

"That's the problem," said Sherlock quickly. "How did you do it? Or rather, how did you ask me to join you on this unknown journey after 50 years?"

"...Wait!" Wei Yang finally found out where the sense of disobedience in the other party came from. "You said 50 years? What does that mean?" After he left, could the game world really last for such a long time?He originally thought that he could reach mission nine at most, and no more than mission ten!

Sherlock seemed to be fighting the urge to roll his eyes. "It's obvious, Yang. Why do you think I have the patience to sit there and listen to the nonsense of an old man who is close to three hundred years old? Of course it is because I already know that when an old man lives by himself, he wants to..." Anyone listen to him.But he didn't say it after that, he didn't want to admit so soon that he wanted someone to accompany him when he was old.

"—Because you also..." Wei Yang was speechless.Because he suddenly thought of the question Meng Yuanji asked him, the flow rate of time in the real world is different from that in the game world, one hour in the former is equal to one year in the latter.He calculated it in his mind, and was horrified to realize that he had re-entered the game fifty hours later.

That is to say, when he was asleep, the game didn't stop, or was it running automatically?This is impossible, he obviously turned off the computer, and didn't turn on the smart standby function!Taking a step back, his little notebook couldn't keep the game running automatically for so long!If so, it should be too hot to explode!

Wei Yang suddenly had serious doubts about the authenticity of this game.What the hell did Meng Yuanji give him?Isn't it playing tricks on him?

"What did you think of?" Sherlock looked at his expression and said with certainty. "tell me."

Wei Yang couldn't hold back anymore, and sized up the person in front of him from top to bottom, left to right.Finally he exclaimed: "You made it, Sherlock! If you follow this direction of development, you can have several more lifetimes!" However, he decided in his heart that he would question Meng Yuanji after this test was over—even if it was the whole world. It is impossible for a simulation game to be so intelligent, let alone be so realistic that it can fool a detective for a lifetime without making mistakes, right?

Two veins almost appeared on Sherlock's forehead.Although his overall temper was better than before, seeing Wei Yang who seemed to have not changed at all, his reaction almost returned to the level of his youth. "Speak, tell the truth!" He was angry.Why is it that he has lived his whole life, but this guy seems to have lived only two days?

I have to say, detective, you got the truth!

It's a pity that he is not tall enough now, and Wei Yang still thinks he is a ghost, so he doesn't take his threats seriously.On the contrary, Wei Yang asked him with great mood: "Then what happened afterwards? How do you know that it wasn't... Oh, no, of course you know if I have changed." He rejected himself talking to himself The second question was followed by a third: "How is Magnussen?"

"Yes, Magnussen!" Sherlock became even more unhappy when the name was mentioned.Wei Yang had known for a long time that Magnussen had a problem, but he didn't tell him directly. Instead, he twisted and twisted and put the reminder paper ball in the gun case-is there such a thing?What if it is overlooked? "How did you know that he would threaten us? Don't say you knew at that time that he would threaten you with your photo!" He never admitted that he actually cared that he was not the one who found the ball of paper!

"Actually, I have the ability to predict." Wei Yang replied with a straight face.

In fact, it's the main mission nine, what would he say?Since it is the main task, it must have something to do with Sherlock. Even a six-year-old can reason about this kind of relationship.At that time, he was in the main mission six, and his favorability was close to the target of five stars. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible to stick to the nine main mission.Considering that five was skipped in the middle, he hid the hint of nine - he couldn't remind Sherlock that Magnuson was dangerous at that time, and at that time Magnuson was still with McCrov Unique cooperation; then, the legendary database is actually in Magnussen's memory, so if you want to deal with him, just kill him; in this way, isn't using a gun the right way to think?

Sherlock glared at him.He has always known that Wei Yang has a strict mouth—it was shown when he was captured by Moriarty—now it is his turn to experience it for himself. "You just refuse to tell me, why?" He asked in a deep voice.He didn't believe that Wei Yang he knew would deliberately deceive him, or even if he cheated, it was a last resort, or it was out of Wei Yang's own good intentions. "I won't tell it. The truth won't hurt you. So..." His voice dropped, "Do you think the truth will hurt me?"

Sir, I kneel down for you!As long as you know it, why do you still have to say it! 50 years have passed, why are you still like this!The villain in Wei Yang was crying.It's easy for him to play a game like this!Neither side pleases!

Sherlock drew conclusions from his expression and took a slight step back. "I have to say, it's really a stupid idea." He sneered.

But honestly, he was relieved.Because in fact, there is another possibility that he didn't mention, that is, the truth may affect the relationship between them; if everything that happened before was a lie, how would they get along with each other?No matter what causes the current situation, at least one thing is certain: the Wei Yang he knows has never changed; The reason is prevaricated.This is much better than his previous worst conclusion...

Wei Yang felt that his knees were full of arrows.Is he going to start a life of being poisoned again?Hey, he really can't rewind it?The three goals in this world are already difficult, and there is an old man who will hold you back if you are not happy... Would it be faster for him to die and start again?

Second Olympic!Give the ghost a way to die!You can't die even if you want to, what is your humanity in the system!

Sherlock continued to watch him, suddenly feeling extremely sorry.There is a technique in the magic world called Legilimency. He personally thinks it is a very useful skill, especially in dealing with suspects; it's a pity that he has never heard of it being able to use Legilimency for ghosts.That can only take some time to take a roundabout battle, because Wei Yang is obviously the type who takes the soft but not the hard. "I'm sleepy," he said suddenly.

Wei Yang was waiting weakly for the final judgment, but when he heard this sentence, his eyes widened.How can this be?The Sherlock he knew was always full of energy, otherwise he wouldn't be so bored that he would shoot the entire wall into a sieve, let alone take the initiative to take a break. "Uh...then you go up to rest first?" He tentatively suggested, while wondering if this was a suspended sentence.

Unexpectedly, Sherlock accepted his proposal with a happy face. "That's it. Nice to see you today, Yang." He blinked his eyes in a playful way as he spoke, then turned and went upstairs.

Wei Yang was taken aback by his little action.In fact, he has seen Sherlock do this action more than once, but he has never seen the version when he was a child——

Don't act cute with a straight face!This is foul!You are so cute, does your brother know?

Yeah, where's Mycroft?Wei Yang suddenly thought of this, and quickly clicked on the system interface to check.The result quickly jumped out that Mycroft in this world was Sherlock's distant cousin, far away in Serbia, and Moriarty didn't exist at all!

Well, no one can divert Sherlock's attention. It seems that he has to deal with an older child with super high IQ who knows how to use his own advantages while completing the task!

Wei Yang looked up to the sky and sighed, it took him a long time to remember to check his main mission.It was fine if he didn't look at it, but he was dumbfounded again when he saw it.The main mission is divided into two branches, the A line is Tom, and the B line is Dumbledore and Mr. Question Mark (obviously Grindelwald).The former task is normal, "Accompany Potions/Transformation/Defense Against the Dark Arts class" and gain initial favorability; the latter one is "Help Dumbledore stop the question mark from continuing to make mistakes". From the perspective of difficulty classification, it can be solved Clear customs directly.

……Help!He also wants to pass the customs directly, but how can he stop the world war by himself?Is this game finally going to be renamed "The Correct Posture to Save the World"?

On the second day, Wei Yang had two dark circles under his eyes (he didn't have any), and followed the system's instructions to accompany him to class in a leisurely manner.He looked at the list of faculty and staff last night to make sure that the system hadn't tricked him in selecting courses.

Others, for example, as a professor of herbal medicine, Herbert Billy has a "rarely rare" theater art cell, and later staged a pantomime at Fair Springs on a certain Christmas day, which resulted in a big mess, and then transferred to Another example is the protection of magical creatures. Kettleburn doesn't even care about his own hands and feet, and he has no interest in magical creatures. It's hard to say that he is qualified for this extremely dangerous position.

All in all, if you want to improve your favorability on a course that has a lot of problems, it's not bad if you don't get a negative number!

However, a relatively good professor does not necessarily guarantee a relatively good favorability.The first class of the fifth graders was Transfiguration class, and Slytherin and Hufflepuff had it together, Wei Yang had the cheek to rub it.As a transfiguration professor, Dumbledore didn't have any special reaction other than a glance, which is a good thing; but it would be a bad thing if Tom didn't squint.

The second class is Rune.This time it was Gryffindor who was with the Slytherins, and Wei Yang couldn't find any reason to wander in.But he didn't intend to sneak in, because before the class started, he saw the students from the two colleges almost doing something in the corridor, and he really felt that "classes with Gryffindor" should also be included in the scope of exclusion.

The first session in the afternoon is Charms.Fine, and Gryffindor again, ruled out.The second quarter was potions, and—Ravenclaw!

Wei Yang was quite listless at first, but he realized something was wrong when he was outside the cellar door.Standing by the door, Sherlock seemed to have guessed that he would float down.At this time, there were still a few minutes before class, and the two headed towards the side corridor together.

"You've been following Slytherin all day." Sherlock said as usual, hitting the nail on the head. "Aren't you a Hufflepuff?"

Wei Yang has nothing to say.Could he tell Sherlock that he had no choice?He tried his best but couldn't think of a way to make the German Dark Lord stop (if it was that simple, there would be no war in the world), so he could only try to attack the young Dark Lord!But who knew that Tom behaved so well in front of the professor that he didn't even take a second look at the window!

But speaking of it, Tom studied so hard, no wonder he was the first grader, and he was called "probably the best student Hogwarts has ever had" by Dumbledore.If he can have half of the effort himself, maybe...

Wei Yang thought about digressing, but didn't notice that Sherlock's brows were getting tighter and tighter.He was almost sure that Wei Yang had a goal, and that goal was among the fifth graders in Slytherin.So, who could it be?He turned his gaze to exclude the students who arrived one after another.

Unabashedly obsessed with black magic, pedigree fanatics - idiot, exclude; only know how to dress up and enjoy other people's false praise - liar, exclude; seem to be very assertive, but essentially submissive - follower, exclude; seem to be a Good student, but really ambitious, student rumored to be Parseltongue, last heir of Slytherin - ah, interesting, that's all!

"Holmes, why don't you come in? Professor Slughorn doesn't like people being late." Tom stopped in front of the classroom door and said to Sherlock.The expression on his face was quite normal, just like when all the prefects reminded the students.

Oh, well done, Sherlock took that to heart.But he didn't move, as if he didn't hear.

Tom frowned slightly. "By the way, the professor doesn't like ghosts, so you'd better not..." He didn't finish, but the implication was obvious—even if you like it, you'd better keep your distance from ghosts.

Wei Yang was speechless.Why?He's a ghost now, and he can get shot!

Sherlock looked at him, then at Tom, with an inscrutable smile on his face.