Be a ruthless NPC in a holographic game

Sunday, work day.

After logging into the work account, Song Jing's identity became an NPC again.

Transformed into Song Baiyu, Song Jing was dressed in white, and walked out of the inn together with other NPCs in the inn at a leisurely pace, preparing to go to the direction of the martial arts hall, and then start working.

The other real NPCs beside them were chatting lively.

"Damn it, my level is finally going to fifty. It's not easy to level up." A real NPC complained.

"Why the hell are you so fast? I'm only in my forties." Another real NPC was immediately upset when he heard this.

"Fuck!" A real NPC behind the two of them heard this, and his expression was shocked, "Have you all gone to upgrade the mission? Is it just me researching the market in Xinshou Village?"

"Why do you go to investigate a group of novices who don't know how long they will play?" Among the previous two people, one of them had a very puzzled expression. "Of course, go to a high-level map to investigate high-level players."

At this time, another real NPC said bitterly, "Day, why didn't the planner just give us backstage permissions? Damn it, research a market, and upgrade first."

"The dog planner said that since the fact that NPCs are played by real people has been exposed, some players have dedicated statistics, how many players have reached level 200 every month, so as to prevent us real NPCs from going to the background and let the development team give Let's change the data... Damn it! Which player is it! You son of a bitch!" A real NPC said angrily.

A group of NPCs were indignant, and one or two real NPCs inadvertently glanced at Song Jing who was silent.

The two casually asked, "How old are you?"

"It's less than thirty." Song Jing replied.

When the two heard the sound, they expressed their silent tribute to Song Jing.

"But I don't need to write a research report." Song Jing said again.

The two were silent.

The two began to mourn for themselves.

Players on the street come and go, bustling, and a group of real NPCs pass through the crowd, slowly walking forward.

Halfway through the road, a player suddenly stood in front of a group of real NPCs.

Seeing someone coming, so the person's eyes subconsciously looked in Song Jing's direction.

Song Jing looked calm.

A group of real NPCs subconsciously glanced at Song Jing, then moved away from Song Jing silently, and walked away knowingly.

Song Jing looked up at the person in front of him.

The person here is Xiaoqian.

Xiao Chan stood directly opposite Song Jing, with a resentful expression on his face.

Song Jing went in without knowing it.

Xiao Chen looked at Song Jing, and suddenly said, "Little liar, words are nothing."

Song Jing: "?"

He couldn't understand.

After Xiao Chu finished speaking quietly, he turned around and went off the assembly line.

It seems that I just came here just now to say this sentence.

Song Jing was puzzled and at a loss.

Xiaoqian went off the assembly line, and the colleagues not far away immediately approached him with a curious expression on his face.

"Speaking is nothing? What do you mean." The colleague looked gossip, "What did you lie to him?"

"I don't know." Song Jing replied.

"Then why did he come here to talk about this?" The colleague wondered.

"do not know."

"The Great God is really unpredictable..." The colleague couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Song Jing frowned and thought about it.

Can not remember.

What did he lie to him? ... No, what could he lie to him?

——It seems that there is nothing to lie about.

Confused.

After a while, a gossip post appeared on the game forum.

[Subject: Xiaoshen went to find that Song Baiyu again in the morning, did Jimei see it? 】

[Landlord: Boring to eat melons]

[Post content: I went online at [-] o'clock in the morning, squatting on the NPC to hand in the task, I didn't expect to eat a big melon.

Xiaoshen went to Song Baiyu early in the morning, and stopped him, saying that he lied to him, and his words were nothing.

I'm thinking... Could it be that Xiaoshen was cheated out of money by Song Baiyu?It shouldn't be, when watching the live broadcast, Song Baiyu didn't seem like this kind of person. 】

Reply:

[Shanyou Fusu: You know it's a scam?Maybe it's a lie?Xiaocheng posted the previous post, forgot? 】

[Gu: Really? ?I missed a big melon! !Why didn't I go online sooner...]

[Knock on the deck: Impossible, I've seen it before, Song Baiyu doesn't like Xiaoshen at all, and has no feeling for Xiaoshen at all. 】

[Kong Lan: No way, I don't think Song Baiyu is this kind of person. 】

[Shi Ye Silently: Is this the only detail?any left?Eating melons with a small bench...]

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, the NPC gets off work.

One of the outstanding advantages of this company is that except for meetings, they leave work on time every day without delay.

And even if you want to work overtime in the company, the company will never allow it. When it comes to eight o'clock, you must be forced to leave work.

During off-duty hours, Song Jing pushed open the door of the game cabin in the company, ready to punch in and leave the company.

As soon as he got out of the cabin door and stood firmly, behind him, Li Mao hooked his arm and skillfully wrapped his arms around Song Jing's shoulder.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Li Mao asked, and then said, "Boss, recently opened a new hot pot restaurant, I heard that the taste is good, do you want to try it? I treat you."

"Sleep, don't go."

"..." Li Mao's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help complaining, "Why don't you just marry your bed? You just stay at home every day and stay with your bed."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau should not agree." Song Jing was serious.

Li Mao: "..."

Li Mao was convinced.

"...you're awesome." Li Mao couldn't help complaining, then suddenly changed his tone, and said with a serious expression, "The planning team had a meeting with them a few days ago, and it seems that there will be a large-scale event in a while, have you heard about it? "

"Large event?" Hearing the word "event", Song Jing couldn't help frowning and asked, "What event?"

"I don't know." Li Mao scratched his head. "I just heard that the planning team is still discussing with the development team. It seems that the specific content of the event has not been agreed yet."

"No notification from above?" Song Jing was surprised.

Generally speaking, whenever a game is about to start an event, regardless of the scale of the event, because basically every event requires the cooperation of a real NPC, so the planning team will notify all the employees in the company in advance, that is, the real NPC will go to the lobby meeting.

"It's just that we haven't been notified yet..." Li Mao also felt puzzled, "And depending on the situation, it seems that the planning team and the development team don't plan to notify us, which is too strange."

Song Jing frowned, also puzzled.

But for some reason, Song Jing suddenly had a... not so good premonition.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when the time comes. When the time comes, the event will start, and the planning team will naturally notify that there is a meeting."

Li Mao next to him thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he immediately gave up decisively.

Then, he asked again, "Boss, do you really not eat hot pot?"

"Don't eat."

"Fuck, let's forget about you dying at home." Li Mao couldn't help complaining.

Night.

Xiaoju, where the que is sealed.

In the evening, the secretary was reporting tomorrow's schedule to her boss.

During the process of reporting the schedule, Feng Zhique kept a cold face the whole time, with a dignified expression.

The secretary thought he had said something wrong.

The secretary finished reporting the schedule tremblingly, and then asked tentatively in a low voice, "President Feng? The schedule has been reported, what else do you want to instruct."

The secretary hopes that he will be scolded, and don't deduct his salary.

Feng Zhique sat on a chair in the study, tapping his fingertips on the cold table.

Behind the chair, a large calligraphic frame with indifferent and clear ambitions is eye-catching and conspicuous.

This is written by a famous contemporary calligrapher. The price is six figures. Because it is very scarce, it is very rare.

But because the lights in Feng Zhique's study were not turned on, the only light was the computer screen in front of him, so the four words in the frame were very dark, which made people feel extremely horrified.

parentheses above.

In the eyes of the secretary.

Feng Zhique sat still on the chair, the white light of the monitor reflected on his handsome face, outlining the curves of his face.

Feng Zhique has always been very good-looking.

After he was transferred to the branch company, the single women in the branch company were more energetic than before when they started working. This can be clearly seen.

But in the eyes of the secretary who followed Feng Zhique every day, the secretary only felt that...

There is only the word "terrible" on his boss.

And the more handsome the boss is, the more scary the secretary thinks the boss is.

Right now, Feng Zhique didn't speak. The secretary was afraid that his boss would be upset because he had done something wrong at work, so he didn't even dare to breathe.

The secretary held his breath and was trembling.

Feng Zhique's face was sullen, his brows were furrowed.

Displeasure was evident on his face.

After a while, Feng Zhique finally spoke.

"Why do some people say nothing."

Ok?

The secretary didn't respond for a while.

Feng Zhique's face was unhappy, and his voice was resentful.

"Obviously gave the contact information, but didn't add it at all."

Thinking of waiting for a whole night yesterday, but in the end, he couldn't get anything, Feng Zhique couldn't help feeling even more depressed.

The secretary was taken aback.

Although she didn't know who the other party was or what the specific process was, she could probably guess a thing or two from the two words the boss just said.

In short.

It's not that she made a mistake at work.

The secretary was relieved.

The secretary was relieved and interrupted, "That Mr. Feng..."

The secretary interrupted suddenly, Feng Zhique lowered his eyes, and looked in the direction of the screen expressionlessly.

On the monitor, the secretary's expression was cautious and hesitant, but he enthusiastically asked his boss, "Maybe...that person doesn't want to add you?"

Otherwise, why did you not add the contact information?Obviously, this is the only possibility.

Feng Zhique's face darkened.

"Did I let you talk?"

The secretary kept quiet.

The secretary felt wronged and muttered in a low voice.

Then when she spoke just now, why didn't she shut up...

The working day ends, the following Monday.

On Monday, Song Jing finished his breakfast, turned on the computer, logged into the player account, and logged into the game again.

Entering the game, the familiar system prompt sounded.

【Welcome back to AOI, I wish you a happy game～】

Song Jing stood still and looked around.

It's still where it was last time you went offline.

Around, players come and go, overcrowded.

Song Jing looked around with a calm expression, and then subconsciously called out the task panel to check the current task progress.

While watching the task progress, a clear and indifferent female voice suddenly came from behind.

"Liar liar."

The female voice was very close, and it came to Song Jing's ears clearly, as if it was deafening.

Song Jing was taken aback, and turned around in a little surprise.

Turning around, a cold and proud woman's face instantly caught Song Jing's eyes.

She is half a head taller than Song Jing. At this moment, she is looking down at Song Jing, her eyes are full of complaints and grievances.

The woman's thin lips are red, the corners of her lips are flat, her eyes are narrow and long, revealing a cold light, and her whole body exudes an aura of alienation and aloofness.

Song Jing was stunned.

...he hadn't seen it.

Not just the face.

Never seen the name either.

No.

It should be said that it was impossible for Song Jing to know each other.

"You know me?" Song Jing asked.

"I know." The other party replied.

Song Jing looked up at the other party, bewildered.

"Not only did I know each other, but I was also deceived by someone." She said quietly.

Song Jing was the only one standing in front of her now, so it was obvious who she was referring to in this sentence.

But Song was at a loss.

"Cheated?"

What lied?

"I waited the whole night yesterday," the woman said again.

"?" What night?

"You didn't add me." The woman's expression was gloomy, revealing a taste of self-pity.

Song was at a loss.

Song was dazed for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"...Xiao Chu?"

"Ah."

"........."

"You said it was too conspicuous, so I used a disguise card." Xiaozhen said calmly.

Song Jing was silent and speechless.

But this point is not the point for Xiaozhu.

"So, the reason." Xiao Qu asked.

"Ok?"

"Why didn't you add it?"

Song Jing had an epiphany, and then said, "Forgot."

Xiaoxuan: "..."

Xiao Chan thought about it all night last night.

After hearing what the secretary said.

If it was really like what the secretary said...it was actually because the other party didn't want to join, then obviously, no matter what he did, to him, it was a stalking that he hated.

If this is really the case...then he...will give up sensibly.

Probably because he liked it too much, the thought of giving up this made Xiao Chu unable to fall asleep all night.

I thought that giving up would probably be the best result for both parties, but in fact, it couldn't be so simple.

Thinking of becoming a stranger in the future, Xiao Chan couldn't help but feel pain in his heart, and he was not willing to let go easily.

But okay, just forgot.

As if he finally found an excuse, Xiao Chan felt relieved.

However, Xiao Chan suddenly remembered something.

"Did I forget to add it, or did I forget the number?" Xiao Xun asked.

"Number."

"Didn't you ask specifically yesterday?"

"Well, I forgot." Song Jing was confident.

Xiao Chan couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch his forehead.

While feeling that Song Jing is extremely cute, he can't help but feel helpless.

Just because of this word forgot, he didn't sleep all night last night.

Not just last night, but the night before yesterday he even waited for a whole night with his mobile phone.

"Then I'll repeat it again."

"Oh."

Then, Xiao Chan repeated it again.

Song Jing took it seriously.

"remember?"

"Ah."

"Say it again."

Song actually reported it again.

Xiao Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, good."

Just as Xiao Chan finished speaking, the familiar system prompt suddenly sounded in Song Jing's ear.

[Go to your month eight thousand characters sent you a private message, do you accept it? 】

Song actually said yes.

【How old is the boss?I'm going to level [-]!There is a dungeon mission that must be passed at level [-]. Although it can be done alone, I will definitely not be able to pass it alone. Then we will form a team with the president!What a boss! 】

Hearing the sound, Song Jing subconsciously checked his level.

Level 29.

Do two or three more tasks to get to thirty.

Song actually replied.

【Row. 】

After replying, Song Jing raised his head and looked at Xiao Chan.

He thought about it and thought he should talk to him.

"Let's go." Song Jing said.

Hearing the sound, the expression on Xiao Chu's face suddenly became extremely aggrieved.

Xiao Chan didn't come back.

But the expression of resistance on his face clearly showed his answer.

"Well, that's it." Song Jing explained to him, "A member of the guild sent me a message just now, asking me to form a team with him to do tasks with him at level [-]. I still have two or three tasks to reach level [-] , we will be separated soon, so it is better for you to go first."

Xiao Chu frowned upon hearing the sound, and his expression suddenly became more aggrieved.

"Why don't you take me with you?"

Song Jing was taken aback.

He really didn't expect this, after all, the level gap between Xiaoju and Wan Lingye is too great.

And in his impression, Xiaozhu doesn't seem to like teaming up with strangers very much.

Song Jing couldn't help asking, "Don't you have any tasks of your own to do?"

"No." Xiao Chu said firmly.

"...No?" Song Jing was slightly surprised, a little surprised.

Generally speaking, don't high-level players have a lot of daily tasks to do every day.

"Yeah." Xiao Chu blushed without heartbeat.

At this time, the guild members in Xiaocheng had already sent several private messages to their guild leader.

[Ruanbai sent you a private message, do you want to accept it? 】

[The Swordsman of Autumn sent you a private message, do you accept it? 】

[Su Yan sent you a private message, do you accept it? 】

Xiao Chu refused all of them, very resolutely, without mercy.

At this time, in Xiaocheng.

Qiangwei Shen and Autumn Swordsman gathered together with silent expressions.

"The president didn't understand." The Swordsman of Autumn said.

"It's weird to be able to reason." Ruan Baibai whispered.

"The copy is not as important as Song Baiyu." Su Xuan stated the facts lightly.

"It's better not to call him during this time." Qiangwei Shen is very sensible, "If you don't want to be hunted down by him."

Several people were silent.

"When will Song Baiyu come to our guild?" Autumn Swordsman said.

"That depends on the chairman." Ruan Bai complained.

……

Song Jing is here.

"Oh." Song didn't have any doubts about Xiao Chan's words, and said, "Then I'll ask them."

After finishing speaking, Song Jing sent a private message to Wan Lingye.

[If I bring someone there, will there be any trouble? 】

Wan Lingye replied quickly.

【Who?Is it high grade?Is he as powerful as the boss? 】

When Song Jing heard the reply, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Xiao Chan who was currently in disguise.

He decided not to reveal Xiao Chan's identity.

[More than 170 levels, better than me. 】

When Wan Lingye on the opposite side heard the private message, he immediately jumped up excitedly.

[Fucking over 170 levels!Boss!Welcome welcome, absolutely welcome, warmly welcome!Welcome with hands up and feet up!Hehehe, boss, remember to rise to level [-] quickly! 】

After hearing the private message, Song Jing looked up.

"We'll go there together when we reach level [-]."

Xiao Chu felt extremely comfortable hearing the word "we".

But Xiao Chan changed his mind, and suddenly thought that he was in disguise now.

It is a female number.

Xiao Xun let out a low laugh, and asked suggestively, "Then it will be over later...how are you going to introduce me?"

Song Jing was taken aback.

He hadn't thought about it.

It's not that hard though.

"Friend." Song Jing replied decisively.

"But I'm a girl now." Xiaozhen raised an eyebrow.

According to the normal development, for Song Jing who has no sentimentality, no EQ, is extremely straightforward, and can't turn around, after Xiao Chan said this sentence, he would normally blurt out the three words "girlfriend" immediately. Character.

But what Xiao Chan didn't expect was that Song Jing's deconstruction of his mind was different from other people's habits.

"Oh." Song Jing said, "female friend."

Although there is only one more word for girlfriend and female friend, the meaning is completely different.

This is the breadth and depth of Chinese.

The former makes people blush and their hearts beat, and their imaginations run wild, while the latter is so serious that it is impossible for people to think wrongly.

The charming atmosphere disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Xiao Chen sighed.

He held his forehead.

He decided to give up on continuing the topic.

In a blink of an eye, the expression on Xiao Chu's face returned to seriousness.

"Number." Xiao Chu said suddenly.

"Huh?" What number?

"Recite it again."

"..."

"...forgot again?"

"Yeah." Song Jing had a calm expression.

Help the forehead at night.

Finally, Xiao Chu couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to pinch Song Jing's face.

Song Jing subconsciously took a step back, but did not dodge.

Xiao Chan's original intention was to pinch his face with hatred, but after stretching out his hand to pinch it, Xiao Chan's heart immediately melted into a puddle of water.

Xiao Chu's expression was serious, but his heart couldn't help but flutter.

So soft.

Song Jing stood where he was, silently watching Xiao Chan's movements.

Xiao Chan pinched and pinched again.

He felt as if his face had turned into a bun in Xiao Chan's hands.

Song Jing endured it, and finally couldn't help but said, "If you pinch me again, I'll beat you up."

If it hadn't been for Gu Xiaoqian leading him to do the task the day before yesterday, he would have been involved in it long ago.

After the words came out, Xiao Chu reluctantly withdrew his hand, the nostalgia on his face was obvious.

Song Jing's face darkened, and he stretched out his hands to rub his face.

Xiao Chu looked at him without blinking, as if there was a light in his eyes.

It was clearly just a simple rubbing of the face, but in Xiao Chan's eyes, it also looked abnormal——

cute.

Xiaozhen stared straight at Song Jing for a while, endured it for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and made a very 'enthusiastic' suggestion.

"How about... How about I rub it for you?" Xiao Chu's voice slowed down, earnestly and kindly.

Song Jing glanced at him expressionlessly.

The answer is self-evident.

Xiao Chu sighed slightly, with a rather disappointed expression on his face.

Then, Xiao Chan couldn't help but think: ...if only he was in Song Baiyu's hands now.

You can touch your face, touch your neck, touch your lips...

Song Jing rubbed his face casually, and quickly took his hand away.

He grimaced, "Repeat the number again."

After hearing this, Xiao Chu obediently told her his contact information again.

Song Jing took it seriously in his heart.

After repeating it silently three times in my heart, and felt that I had almost finished memorizing it, Song Jing said, "Remember it, let's go."

"Where is it?" Xiaoqian asked.

"Xintong Village."

Xiao Chan recalled for a while, "Kill ten giant parrots?"

Song Jing was amazed, he didn't expect that Xiaozhu, who had reached level 200, could still remember the content of the mission before level [-].

Seeing Song Jing's surprised expression, the corners of Xiao Chu's lips curved slightly unconsciously.

"Let's go."

"……Oh."

Xiao Chan walked in front, Song Jing raised his heel to follow.

When we arrived at Xintong Village, as expected, there were at least a dozen players squatting around a parrot.

Seeing this, Song Jing raised her eyebrows not unexpectedly.

Monsters are not like medicinal herbs. After being snatched by others, they can be snatched from that person's hands again. Once a monster is snatched, it belongs to that person.

But he has a sword in his hand, so he is not worried.

Song Jing roughly glanced at the scene in front of him, and looked away.

"You have five and I have five." Song Jingyi said concisely.

"Okay." The corners of Xiaoyu's lips curved up unconsciously, with a doting expression.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid that either all the quantity would be handed over to Xiaochan, or most of the quantity would be handed over to Xiaochan.

As the number one god in AOI, Xiao Chan is more than enough for him to rob monsters, so it makes sense to leave it all to him.

But Song Baiyu didn't.

Because Song Baiyu is also powerful—as powerful as Xiaoju.

Just like Xiaozhu, these monsters are just a piece of cake for Song Jing.

Xiao Chan stood where he was, looking at Song Jing's back, the corners of his lips curved upwards.

Not long after Song Jing went out with a sword in his hand, the parrots of a dozen players who had been squatting around for a long time were snatched away by Song Jing who had just arrived.

A group of players squatting around instantly exploded.

"Damn! I was snatched away again!"

"Damn! I haven't even seen the parrot's fur yet!"

"Beast!"

"Fuck, fuck, I've been squatting for almost an hour!"

"Ahhh my parrot!!!"

Xiao Chan sighed slightly in his heart.

——His white feather is really powerful.

the other side.

Song Jing drew his sword and calmly killed the parrot, completely ignoring the howls of a group of players collapsing nearby.

After killing the parrot, Song Jing quietly withdrew his sword, then turned and left.

And five parrots below level [-] are a piece of cake for Xiaozhu.

The parrot appeared, and Xiao Chan drew his sword, but in the blink of an eye, before the players squatting next to him could see the parrot's appearance clearly, Xiao Chan had already withdrawn his sword and left.

All the players looked dumbfounded.

"Where's the parrot?? I saw it just now???"

"Isn't the parrot here?"

"This is a dead parrot, I'm asking about a live parrot!"

"Who killed it just now?"

"Fuck, I don't know, so does that mean I have to keep squatting again?"

"It's too difficult to do a task... woo woo woo."

The five parrots were quickly killed.

After killing, Xiao Chan returned to the original place, waiting for someone to return.

After all, Song Jing's weapon was not as good as Xiaoju's, so the time he used was still a bit slower than Xiaoju's.

Five minutes after Xiao Chan finished killing the parrot, Song Jing finally took care of the remaining parrots.

After killing the parrot, Song returned to his original position.

He glanced at the mission details.

The task is handed in at the tailor's daughter.

After reading the details of the mission, Song Jing raised his head, "Let's go and hand in the mission."

Xiaochen stood there without moving.

He stopped, turned around, puzzled.

"?"

"I killed the parrot in 3 minutes."

"...?" Song Jing tilted his head, puzzled.

"Praise me." Xiao Qu looked at Song Jing without blinking.

Song Jing's expression was a little dazed.

Everyone knows how powerful the number one god is.

So, the matter of killing the parrot...do I need to praise it?

And these few parrots didn't even reach level [-], they were just ordinary monsters, not elite or hero monsters.

But thinking that the other party was helping him to kill, Song Jing frowned and hesitated for a while, then said: "...I praise you."

In an instant, Xiao Chan smiled sweetly.

Then, he lowered his head slightly in front of Song Jing eagerly.

Song was puzzled for a moment.

Then, he frowned, hesitated, and slowly stretched out his hand, touching the top of Xiao Qu's head.

……so?

Song Jing stretched out his hand, hesitantly touched the top of Xiao Chu's head lightly, then slowly withdrew his hand.

He withdrew his hands, slightly reluctantly raised his head.

Song Jing looked at the expression on Xiao Chan's face, and was instantly sure.

It seemed right to do so just now.

but……

Song Jing frowned, not quite understanding.

Is Xiaoqian a dog?How do you like being touched on the head.