Please draw your way of death

The dean soon appeared in the restaurant. The process was the same as the previous two days, and the players quickly drew their own tasks.

Meng Qishu's draw was to take the children to do activities from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am, and Ning Mian's final draw was to take the children to math class from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm.

"What a pity, I won't be able to eat your cooking today." On the way to the kitchen, Meng Qishu put away the note and regretted.

I don't know which player is in charge of lunch and dinner today, but I hope it's someone who can cook.

"Cherish it while there is no one in the kitchen in the morning." Ning Mian finally took a look at Meng Qishu, and couldn't help but pat him on the head.

Soft, really unlike his character.

Sure enough, upon feeling Ning Mianzhong's movements, Meng Qishu's eyes instantly swept over, coolly threatening: "Ning Mianzhong, take your hand away!"

"Why?" Ning Mian finally asked with a smile.

"Stupid!" Meng Qishu tilted his head to the side, grabbing his wrist while avoiding his hand, with displeasure in his eyes.

"Oh, good." Ning Mian finally had no intention of teasing him, and obediently withdrew her hand.

Anyway, there are still many opportunities to tease him, so don't rush this moment.

After finishing breakfast, the two of them separated to do the task.

In fact, Ning Mian wanted to be with Meng Qishu, but was slipped away by Meng Qishu.

At that time, Meng Qishu broke into the dean's office fearlessly again, grabbed the fish tank on the table and went upstairs.

When he reached the fourth floor, he was looking at a thin little boy sitting on the top step of the stairs, playing with a small red flower in his hand.

Maybe when I go downstairs from here, I can do a task by the way.

Meng Qishu thought about it, walked around him and walked to his room, but before he could take two steps, he heard the little boy behind him say: "Brother, are you playing a game?"

Meng Qishu looked back at him, only to see that the other party looked at him with a smile, very cute, but also very malicious.

"Wait a minute, go and go back." Meng Qishu carried the fish tank to his room, went in and out, and when he returned to the little boy again, the fish tank was gone from his arms.

"playing what?"

"Rock, paper, scissors." The little boy got up, patted the dust on his pants, and put away the little red flower, "You win the little red flower, and you lose..."

He paused for a while, smiled, and said in a faintly excited voice, "...to pay for my life!"

[Congratulations to the player for triggering the copy side mission. 】

[Sub-task: Play a boxing game with the little boy in front of you. The two stand in the middle of the corridor, take a step back every time you lose, until there is no way to retreat.The first player to retreat to the end is deemed to have lost the game. 】

[Completion reward: a small red flower, a function card. 】

Meng Qishu took out the card from his pocket, only to see these lines clearly written on the card.

"Start now?" Meng Qishu put the card back and said.

"Of course!"

So the two stood in the middle of the corridor, Meng Qishu's back was the half of the player's room, and the little boy's back was the half of the dungeon NPC's room.

The two shot at the same time, and Meng Qishu lost the first game.

Meng Qi was expressionless in writing, and took a step back calmly, but the little boy's face was obviously a little happy.

In the second game, Meng Qishu won.

He watched the little boy take a step back and said, "That player died yesterday because he played games with you, right?"

"It's me." The little boy continued to punch him, so he took another step back.

"There is no way to retreat. Doesn't it mean retreating to the end of the corridor?" Meng Qishu's eyes fell on the opponent's fist, and he took a step back in a flat tone.

"Since you know, why do you still want to play games with me?" The little boy curled his lips, with a little madness in his eyes, "Once the game starts, it is not allowed to stop halfway!"

"I know," Meng Qishu was thinking about what to do in the next round, still in a nonchalant tone, with the broken hair on his forehead hanging down, half covering his eyes, "I just want to see, what kind of relationship do you have with other children?" What a difference."

"What's the difference?" the little boy looked at him and asked, his eyes extremely arrogant.

"Why can you come out at night to brush up your performance? Also, it's also playing games, why can yours trigger side missions?" Meng Qishu waited for him to take a step back before continuing to punch him.

"Of course it's because my game is so difficult!" The little boy was very proud. "How can their mentally handicapped games compare to mine?"

Rock paper scissors is very advanced?

Meng Qishu complained in his heart, not going to answer his words.

"shameless."

"Don't look down on me, my game is notoriously low in clearance rate and high in death rate!" Hearing this, the little boy was instantly unhappy. He looked up at Meng Qishu, with a cold smile in his eyes, "I don't believe it...you will know when you die in a while!"

Meng Qishu looked at him very speechlessly, and said, "I don't believe it, but I didn't say anything just now."

He is trustworthy who can be selected by the dungeon.

It is impossible for dungeons to use a function card for players in vain.

"Then who was it just now?" The little boy froze for a moment.

"It's me." A child's voice came from the stairs, and the two looked at the same time, only to see a little girl in a little red dress standing there with a disgusted expression on her face.

"What are you doing here?" The little boy frowned, and his whole body immediately became alert, "This is my prey, don't even think about it!"

"My little red flower has already been sent out." The little girl was expressionless.

In other words, she no longer needed to play games with players, and naturally she would not compete with the little boy.

Before the little boy's face softened a bit, the little girl continued: "I just came to see who is looking for death."

The little boy's eyes turned to Meng Qishu who was opposite, who was staring at him with incomprehensible eyes, looking dumbfounded.

"You mean him?" The little boy gestured to Meng Qishu who was opposite him with his eyes, a little proud, "You can also see that players are courting death when they play games with me..."

"Heh!" The little girl sneered without waiting for him to finish, "Smelly shameless!"

The little boy's face turned ugly to the naked eye, and he yelled at the little girl: "I know your game is ranked first in difficulty, but you don't have to be so sarcastic about others, right?"

Wasn't her own game still passed by the player, how could she have the nerve to despise him for continuing to play?

"If you want to save face, it's still too late to admit defeat." The little girl didn't look at him, and walked directly to the window at the end of the corridor, climbed up and sat on the window sill to watch them.

throw in the towel?who?him?

The little boy was holding back his anger, but he couldn't express it. On second thought, maybe the little girl was just hinting to the player to admit defeat earlier.

How shameless, for his own performance, to scare away his prey!

The little boy turned his head angrily, and continued to talk to Meng Qishu: "Leave her alone, let's continue!"

Meng Qishu nodded, and said obediently: "Okay."

The game continued, but halfway through, another accident occurred.

The man who was going to team up with Meng Qishu and the others came up to the fourth floor.

Seeing the situation in the corridor, he just didn't leave, and looked at the current situation and laughed lightly: "Why is it so miserable?"

Meng Qishu's side has already retreated two-thirds, but the little boy's side has only retreated half.

No matter how you look at it, this situation is very unfavorable for players.

"As for death and rebirth." Meng Qishu said calmly without looking at him.

"I think it's about death." The man snorted, "As for the younger generation? I'm afraid you didn't see the miserable death of that player last night!"

Meng Qishu raised his eyelids without emotion, stared into his eyes for a while, and finally smiled lightly: "What? I was bullied by my family, Mianzhong, and didn't dare to bully me back, so I turned around and bullied me?"

With the appearance of this resentful woman, I'm afraid she won't let her go easily.

"Do you think that everyone, like your lover, is used to tricks?" The man was really angry when he was so provoked.

"Although I was not at the scene, I also know that the two of you fight alone, relying on your real skills." Meng Qishu said on his lips, and he still had the intention to continue punching. He gave the man a provocative look. , "As for the dirty tricks, I'm right in front of you, if you have the ability, you can come back?"

"You must die, what am I doing here? Die for you?" The man laughed angrily, "The method of aggressiveness? Don't think I don't know!"

"That's really a pity." Meng Qishu shook his head and said vaguely with a smile.

Afterwards, the man didn't speak and didn't leave, as if he was just a mere spectator.

But a pure spectator would not keep staring at himself with calculating eyes, and keep leaning this way without any trace.

Meng Qishu watched his movements out of the corner of his eye, and continued to punch the little boy.

In this round, Meng Qishu lost.

Just as he was about to take a step back, the man beside him suddenly moved.

I saw him rushing forward suddenly, about to push towards Meng Qishu.

Fortunately, Meng Qishu had been paying attention to the situation there, and took a big step back to avoid the man's sneak attack.

He stood still behind the man, watched the man turn around with cold eyes, and smiled happily at himself: "How far away is it for you to take a few steps back?"

Because of the big step back just now, the distance between Meng Qishu and the wall at the end of the corridor has been shortened by more than half, and now there are only five steps left.

And the little boy has one third left.

"This game itself is unfair. An adult's step is much bigger than a child's. You still think you can win?" The man looked at Meng Qishu with the eyes of an idiot.

"You are really...disgusting enough." Meng Qishu curled his lips coldly.

"To each other." The man waved his hand at Meng Qishu with the appearance of revenge, "It's meaningless if you have to die. Then... wait for your death!"

"..." Meng Qishu looked at the back of the other party who turned and left, and there was something hidden in his eyes.

"Hey! Do you want to continue, or do you want to admit defeat?" The little boy on the opposite side couldn't help shouting impatiently.

"Continue." Meng Qishu withdrew his eyes and glanced at the distance of only five steps behind him.

"Hey, I'm Shishi, what's coming out of you?" The little boy on the other side shouted.

Meng Qishu glanced at the stone in his hand, his expression unchanged: "Cloth."