Being a bug in a survival game

"Dad, doesn't each dragon boat need 23 people? Each dragon boat can be assigned 17 men and 6 women. This male-to-female ratio can also be adjusted according to specific circumstances to unify the male-to-female ratio for all dragon boat teams."

In fact, a better solution is to make the dragon boat smaller, so that fewer people are needed.

But if this were to happen, wouldn’t the woman have no chance to participate? Su Tingyu is not stupid.

Besides, the Dragon Boat Festival is only a few days away, and hundreds of new dragon boats cannot be made in a short while.

After hearing this, Xianyang's father pondered for a moment: "That's a good idea. I'll mention it to the tribe tomorrow. If it doesn't work, the number of dragon boats in this year's dragon boat competition may be greatly reduced."

Su Tingyu was not surprised to hear such a reply.

After all, Cheap's father is just a small village chief. He can put forward opinions, but he cannot play a decisive role.

However, the goal was achieved, at least the father was convinced.

If he still can't do it in the end, then Su Tingyu will have no choice but to be a spectator.

After dinner, it's time to go to bed.

In ancient times, rural people's night life was quite boring, and they went to bed early to save oil, lamps and candles.

After Su Tingyu took a bath and was about to close the door, he sniffed lightly.

In the past two days, the smell of alcohol on the door frame seems to have become weaker and weaker, and now it is almost gone.

In the real world, realgar wine is sprinkled on doorframes to prevent the intrusion of the five poisons.

And in this round of dungeons, it's hard to tell what exactly can be defended against.

"There is also realgar wine in the house, why don't you sprinkle some more?"

Su Tingyu thought it was feasible.

Just do it and immediately bring a jar of realgar wine.

Su Tingyu had little experience in spilling wine for the first time. He used too much force and lost most of the jar of wine.

On the first night, the cheap mother-in-law spilled half a jar of wine on all the doors and windows.

"Uh... one more thing, let's sprinkle it on the windows too!"

In the end, only an empty altar was left.

Smelling the strong smell of wine, Su Tingyu was satisfied.

sleep!

"Big Hui, come out and keep watch!"

Da Hui was pulled out again, looking confused.

It was now the third night, and Su Tingyu felt that what he had experienced was a bit "calm", so he had to be more vigilant at night.

"Da Hui, this is a copy of Seven Stars. Don't go out at night, or you will be swallowed by something dirty! Ouch!" Su Tingyu threatened Da Hui.

Dahui nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay..."

"If something happens, just wake me up."

Su Tingyu jumped on the bed, sat cross-legged for a while, thought about it, and took out the Death Blade.

Last night, the green spirit demon ran away as soon as he saw the death blade. This is definitely a weapon for the vigil!

It's a pity that the Death Blade has no spirit yet, but it has some spirituality. Otherwise, there is no need to trouble Da Hui anymore.

…

Zero o'clock is here.

Su Tingyu's panel popped up, but... he fell asleep.

The big ash flew around the room for a while, and soon hung upside down on the beam in boredom.

Throwing it around, it looked like a dead body that had committed suicide on the beam, very vivid.

The big gray eyes looked around in boredom.

Sigh... As a good ghost with a normal schedule, it really wants to sleep.

When Da Hui accidentally glanced at the closed door, a human-shaped black shadow suddenly reflected on the white window paper!

His big gray eyes widened, and he subconsciously looked down at Su Tingyu who was sleeping.

...The person is still there, so what is this shadow?