dramatic death

"Yin Tong?"

"Student Xiaoyin?"

Tong Shuyao's voice came through his vague consciousness, Yin Tong recovered from his thoughts, and looked up at his sleepy face.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Tong Yongyi's curly hair was messed up, and the doll's face with dark circles showed a speechless expression, "How many times have you been in a daze just now? Are you Elderly people who always unconsciously miss the past when they get old, or junior high school students who have just fallen in love / lost their minds when they are not paying attention?"

"I'm your father." Yin Tong attached a standard 18° smile.

Tong Shuyao rolled his eyes: "Don't be ridiculous, it's not like you don't know my dad, it's probably a bit cold."

Yin Tong didn't know if he knew Tong Shuyao's father before, but he knew that he definitely didn't know anyone now.Mr. Tong Shuyao, who was promoted from Mr. Tong to Tong quack doctor, would only joke with him. This kid never mentioned what kind of person his father was, or even mentioned that the other party had "died young".

He knew that Yin Tong had lost his memory, and that Yin Tong didn't even know his own father now.

Fortunately, Teacher Tong in the current dungeon didn't delve into the meaning of this question. He shook the messily drawn book in his hand, rolled his eyes and mocked: "Nonsense, how dare you say this one is ugly?" Didn't Dong Tiantian draw the bird?"

It took Yin Tong five seconds to recall what he said last sentence should be: "We didn't do it."

He refuted Tong Shuyao's "bullying theory" that knocked down a group of people with a stick, and emphasized that the ghost symbols in this book had nothing to do with "them".

However, Tong Shuyao doesn't seem to agree with him.

He said: "Look at the appearance of this bird. Are you ashamed to say that it doesn't look like the nightingale's logo? This broken school is as closed as a prison. Who else has seen this awesome thing except us? Only that tomboy Dong Tiantian can do such an ugly painting."

nightingale?

Yin Tong was stunned for a moment by the name of the organization with a high rate of appearance, quickly covered up the surprise on his face, shook his head and said, "Why did Dong Tiantian draw this?"

He imitated Tong Shuyao's tone and sighed: "Bullying little girls?"

Tong Shuyao was amused by him.

It is well known that Comrade Dong Tiantian looks handsome, because he was "oppressed" by "evil forces" from all sides since he was a child, and was forced to "punish evil and promote good" at a young age. Friends of the Women of Central City.It is impossible for him to bully a little girl, unless his soul is seized by someone. However, after the new era, even animals are not allowed to become spirits. It is simply a fantasy.

Tong Shuyao took the book and stuffed it back into Yintong's arms, and he said: "You can't ask me this question, you have to ask Dong Tiantian, he is the only one who can draw this broken picture of chicken or bird." Come out, don't you guys still have a meeting later? You can go and ask him why he bullies the little girl."

Yin Tong was stuffed to his chest, seeing Tong Shuyao walking out with his schoolbag, he didn't worry about whether to paint or not, and ran after him.The winter sunset was as cold as the strawberry jelly in a little girl’s afternoon tea, and there was not much light falling through the glass windows. The empty corridor was as deserted as an ice cellar, and Yin Tong had goose bumps all over his body due to the cold.

He glanced back, and when he turned his head again, he bumped into Tong Shuyao's back.

Tong Shuyao didn't know when it stopped. He raised his head and showed an overly sunny smirk at the person who came before him, and said, "Teacher Wen hasn't got off work so late, does the language team have a lot of things to do?"

Yin Tong followed his line of sight, and saw a gentle and elegant man coming up from the stairwell beside the corridor. The man smiled for a moment when he met his gaze, and the name tag on his chest fell into the gloomy sunset, reflected Come up with a familiar name.

"Wen Qiu"

Yin Tong vaguely felt that he seemed to have seen this name somewhere.

Teacher Wen Qiuwen from the language group didn't seem to be in a hurry to go home. He shook the key in his hand and said hello to Tong Shuyao: "Students can't open the door of the activity room. I'll go downstairs to the guard room. I got a key for them. Isn't Teacher Tong off work? Where are you going?"

Tong Shuyao turned his body sideways, revealing the obedient student behind him: "Your class monitor also came to me to ask for the key to the activity room."

Wen Qiu smiled: "Yin Tong is probably confused, how could there be a key with Mr. Tong? But it's okay, I have already taken the key, Yin Tong will go back to the activity room with me first, Mr. Tong."

Wen Qiu paused, and Tong Shuyao walked down the steps he gave, yawning and waving his hands: "I'll be off work first, if Xiao Yin has any questions, please come to my office to find me, my dear brother is always ready Let me answer your questions."

Tong Shuyao walked away without looking back, leaving only Yin Tong and Mr. Wen who had just appeared looking at each other across the steps.The smile on Wen Qiu’s face hasn’t faded yet. It looks like humans and animals are so harmless, just like the peace dove on the landmark of Central City, Yintong feels that his thoughts are at an unprecedented efficiency at this moment, and it is spinning crazily, just like trying to cheat in an examination room Candidates desperately trying to find something to talk about to break the current deadlock.

The degree of freedom of Hakoniwa Online is the highest among all current games, which means that players must not only have super observation skills, but also learn to flexibly apply all scenes.

Any topic may be an option, and any action may lead to BadEnding.According to the rules of rewards and punishments for novice guides, all hints may be deducted for BadEnding. The hints in Hakoniwa Online are pitifully small, and another deduction is equivalent to the difficulty of clearing the level, which was originally only 5, and instantly increased to 10.

It is doubled every time, and sooner or later he will consciously climb up to the roof of the dormitory building after accumulating.

Thinking of this, Yin Tong suddenly froze for a moment.

If according to their guess, every player who was hacked and killed by Mr. Rabbit after repeatedly loading files would climb to the roof of the dormitory building at twelve o'clock at night, take a leap of faith and smash his head on the lawn downstairs, and then be conscientiously working overtime The added Mr. Rabbit took advantage of the night to bring it back, thus deriving into a new zombie NPC.So before they entered the game, was the zombie at the door of the dormitory this morning the player from last night?

It wandered in the dark, pounced on Cheng Mingque's fragile neck the moment he turned on the light, was strangled, opened, smashed to pieces, and then.

Yin Tong couldn't help looking out the window.

The winter setting sun covered the flower beds and paths downstairs, and the withered leaves stood alone on the stone platform, and when the wind blew, they fell headlong into the dirty muddy water.

There was no one downstairs.

Not even a single mud footprint belonging to a student.

There are mottled mud spots all over the flat road, and the dark red sunset is falling in the dirty puddles. Yin Tong heard Wen Qiu's voice coming from in front of him, echoing in the narrow and long stairwell, with a strange, haunting feeling. People have cold smiles all over their bodies.

"Students have already left school. The end time here is always 18:10. After the teacher sums up the day's lessons, it is almost 18:20 when the children leave the teaching building. Calculated according to different degrees of congestion, from It takes about 10-20 minutes to walk from the teaching building to the dormitory, and during this period, there are still children who want to go to the supermarket, cafeteria, etc., so the time for students to return to the dormitory is generally around 18:45."

"Are you thinking about this, right?" Wen Qiu smiled, "It's so strange, I've been thinking since just now, why is Yin Tong's eyes so strange? Why does Yin Tong think about these common-sense issues? Yin Tong What are you counting?"

"I thought about it for a long time and only came to one conclusion."

"Is Yintong playing a game? For example, a reasoning game based on 'memory'?"

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In a high-fidelity and high-degree-of-freedom game, if an NPC's IQ explodes like a physical bug, how will it affect the player's game process?

Yin Tong took two steps back, hesitating between running and not running.

Wen Qiu stood on the stairs below him, two steps away from him and a small corridor, less than three meters away.He was smiling, with crooked brows and eyes and a serene face. He looked like the high-spirited son-in-law that the old aunt downstairs liked best, and the most harmless kind with gentle words.

Yin Tong watched him step back down a step, blinked his eyes and put on an innocent expression: "Don't be like this, according to what I said just now, I should just be an NPC condensed from virtual data, Yin Tong doesn't need to be so afraid , " His voice paused for a moment, his downcast eyes showed a serious expression, "You, you must have lost your memory."

Yintong felt that it was difficult for him to put on a proper expression to face Teacher Wen in front of him.

This isn't high IQ anymore, it's prophetic.

If An Qi or Christie had the same ability to perceive words and emotions as Teacher Wen, Yin Tong felt that he could give up struggling and lie down on the laboratory table of the Academy of Sciences as soon as possible, and he would suffer less pain than being analyzed by the other party. .Standing in the corridor outside the stairwell, with his back facing the gradually gloomy sunset outside the window, he felt chills in his back and bitterness in his mouth, and his whole body was like a salted fish nailed to death on a chopping board.

He looked into Wen Qiu's eyes, pursed his lower lip, and sighed as if giving up struggling.

"Teacher Wen," he said, "you shouldn't suddenly tear your face apart and mutate into some bloody heterosexual, Zerg, little monster..."

Wen Qiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized with a smile and said, "No wonder you backed away in fear. If it had been different, I would have run away."

Yin Tong thought to himself, I want to run too, but I am afraid that if I run, I will irritate you again, so you just send me to the rooftop with a "ah woo".

Yin Tong didn't speak, but Mr. Wen delved into this question himself: "Should there be any special prompts for transformation? But as an NPC, whether I can transform is just a matter of a word from the terminal computer. Maybe I'll wait for you to clear the level." Game, even the memory of me talking to you will be completely wiped out," he raised his head and waved his hand, motioning Yintong to take two steps back, "Well, you go a little farther away, and keep the distance between us five About one meter, you can run faster even if something happens like this.”

"However, my force value is very low, and I won't produce much lethality." He added.

It is really hard to be convincing when the NPC himself says that it will not cause too much lethality.

Yin Tong took a few steps back, watching Wen Qiu walk up the stairs and stand on the same level as him.The gradually gloomy sunset outlined his gentle eyebrows and eyes. Teacher Wen stood at the stairs, leaning against the brown-red handrails that crossed and spread, and said with a smile: "Should I introduce myself again."

He didn't wait for Yin Tong's reply, and said directly: "My name is Wen Qiu, and I met this man named 'Yin Tong' at a ridiculous funeral."