The Invincible Dad of Online Games

"The total number of NPCs in this hall... Uh, it seems impossible to count. There are people coming and going in and out of the gate all the time." Determined the search direction, Yang Rui stared at the crowd coming and going at the ball and tried his best, "There must be The clues will definitely not hang on the floating NPCs... so who are the fixed or obvious long-term stays here?"

Strolling around the venue again, Yang Rui roughly figured out that the positions of those NPCs in the hall were relatively fixed, and confirmed again that the NPCs inside could not interact with each other—the waiters, maids and performers were all busy with their own tasks. Work will provide players with certain services such as serving tea and water and even supporting dancers, but there is no interactive function, and the lines spoken are also fixed; the guests in the venue are much more lively and enthusiastic, and players will be chatted when they approach The small circle takes the initiative to accept it, and can strike up a conversation with the players quite unnutritiously, but after a few tries, you will find that the lines of these guests also have fixed routines, chatting about the weather, clothing, and gossip. is gone.

It's not that Yang Rui has never participated in social activities, but he is quite blind in this situation... Does the lewd life of a certain nobleman, the pornographic history of a certain lady have anything to do with the tasks he has to do?

"...Awesome, the prompt scene given to the player after breaking through the first level is to show the high-class people of an unknown era enjoying life?!" Fu E, "Did I judge wrongly, this route is not the direction of solving puzzles?"

Slowly counting the small circle of NPCs chatting in a pile, Yang Rui tried his best to use every brain cell in his brain: "If you say that the direction is wrong, I can't think of any place that is most likely to be ignored... Then, before denying the previous judgment, I'd better figure out what went wrong. From the known information so far, this ball was held by a certain noble with a long name. The garden outside the window... well, the garden outside the window is farther away The top of the church can be seen everywhere, which means that this place is in the city, not some wilderness." Thinking of this, Yang Rui suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, "Wait a minute... I seem to have overlooked something! "

He quickly opened the private chat box, and clicked on the one facing the window among the pictures that Phantom had sent to him. The beautiful French windows in the picture were all missing, and there was only a big abrupt hole left on the wall, and there was nothing beautiful outside the big hole. In the garden, there is only a piece of dilapidated and dry weeds left. Farther away... is the toppled courtyard wall and the ruined city vista.

"That's right... what I see now is the 'history' of this place." Enlightened, Yang Rui murmured, "A certain relatively powerful city that can provide such a large group of nobles with luxury and lust, in a certain future One day it was destroyed into ruins, although I don’t know what it has to do with the Dragon’s Nest task, but there must be some kind of connection in it...then this plot scene must be used to hint at the reason for the destruction of this place.”

With a clearer train of thought, Yang Rui knew where he should start to collect clues—there were more than a dozen waves of NPC circles in this hall who didn't stop dancing and only chatted and socialized, and most of them got together Among the noble ladies admiring each other and the young men and women who are busy showing off their charms to each other, the few and most likely sources of clues can only be the older gentlemen.

Just do what you say, Yang Rui idly touched the first group of old gentlemen and pricked up his ears to listen carefully. After a while, he left with his mouth twitching... These old gentlemen with bald heads and protruding bellies looked like So what happened, it turns out that the mistresses from where are more open; if you switch to another group, well, five or six old guys with gray hair are actually chatting about boys or girls in the sea. "Play", if it wasn't for this place not allowing fighting, Yang Rui would have wanted to hit someone.

After changing several groups of people, Yang Rui finally found the right target: the group of middle-aged and elderly people near the window were not just chatting about nonsense, they were seriously talking about the most common military politics when the old men talked about the mountains, such as the so-and-so baron's family How is the combat effectiveness of the clan soldiers, and how is the ability of the consul cultivated by a certain family.

Yang Rui doesn't listen to this kind of topic, even if he deals with foreigners more than Chinese people, he won't be dizzy because of the names of foreigners, but the superficial military politics in the game world has something to listen to, and he doesn't substitute it at all. feel it!It's okay, he can only comfort himself, it's better than being disgusted by pedophile scum, pinching his nose and trying to concentrate and listen.

I don't know how long these NPCs have finally burst out with useful information. Yang Rui, who was still holding back his boredom, was stunned when he noticed it, and looked at those smart and capable nobles in surprise NPC, the mouth is getting bigger and bigger——

"The main quest has been updated"

""Dragon Nest Suspicious Cloud""

"A group of travelers from another world strayed into the Dragon's Nest..."

"Leave the main lair before the dragon wakes up (1/1)"

"Through the Corridor of Time (0/1)"

As the system prompt popped up, Yang Rui left the hall with black eyes and bright lights, and appeared in a tunnel built with stone slabs and stone bricks. There were faint blue oil lamps hanging on the walls, and water droplets seeped from the stone bricks above his head from time to time. The water drips down to the ground, and there is a deep darkness with no end in sight at both ends-if there is some scary music, this scene will be useless to make a movie.

"God Yang!"

Yang Rui hadn't recovered from the shocking clues he learned in the previous scene, and he was stunned to find that there was already someone in the tunnel: "Phantom? You came out first?"

"I found an item and I refreshed the mission here. As soon as it was reported, the two of them were the first to come out." The robe player...or the warlock player whose ID is Phantom tried hard to suppress his excitement.

Yang Ruishun looked over with his fingers, and the pair of good friends were also there: "They're both faster than me... Hey, buddy, what's going on with you two?"

This is a pair of good friends, one is a thief and the other is a fighter. The one who plays the thief is called Nuomi Tuan, and the one who plays the fighter is called Zhan Zhima. Although the two brothers were small and transparent before, they are at least normal people, but now they are both supporting each other. The wall is swinging, and the little face is white as if competing.

Fighter player Zhan Zhima was the more active of the two. He forced a smile and said weakly, "Master, my name is Zhan Zhima, and my buddy is called Nuomi Tuan." It took his old nose to speak these few words. , took a break before saying, "My buddy and I were passed to a very exciting place, and it hurt us a little bit."

Yang Rui immediately clicked on the picture he had just cut in the sharing mode: "Did you two go to this hall too? Maybe there are not so many people with different background layouts, but the layout is this layout?"

Zhan Zhima stood up and took a closer look, then exchanged glances with Nuomi Tuan, nodded and said: "It should be, the decoration is not so exaggerated, the stage is made bigger and there are curtains, there are chairs in these places, it looks like It’s like a theater. When we passed in, there was no one there, and we were studying how to get out, and suddenly dozens of people came, supporting an NPC wearing a crown and looking like a king.”

"Then?" Yang Rui suddenly had a wonderful premonition that it really was so.

The egg hurts with sesame seeds on his face: "When the group of NPCs came in, they could see us, and some people greeted us and called us by strange foreign names, and then dozens of NPCs were noisy around the crowned one, I also showed the man wearing the crown a roll of parchment... We were squeezed outside and there were too many people, and we couldn't hear what the hell those NPCs were arguing about, and then, suddenly an NPC stabbed the man wearing the crown. Wang Guan slashed at the neck, and shouted at us, "Brothers, help me!", all the NPCs rushed to chop the one wearing the crown... We saw that something was wrong and wanted to leave, but the gang of red-eyed NPCs threw We caught it and said that everyone present was an accomplice, and they were not allowed to leave unless they shot."

"..." Yang Rui and Phantom seemed to be listening to a scripture, their eyes were straight.

Dip the sesame egg in pain: "It may not feel good to say it, but the situation at that time was really... Those NPCs were crazy as if they had been poisoned, they just pushed us to the front and forced us to wear a crown for that One person slashed one knife... That NPC wearing the crown was so dead, like a blood corpse... Then the group of NPCs cheered some messy slogans, and everyone stared at him with blood-red eyes if they didn't follow the slogans. I'm almost in a psychological shadow with this hair-breaking game of yours..."

"..." Yang Rui couldn't help but want to sympathize with the two of them... In the mirror scene, the player's force was weakened to the level of ordinary people, but he was forced to play such a game, and his psychological endurance was almost frightened. line.

"The theater and mass assassination of the king, why does this sound so familiar?" The Phantom didn't appear in the scene, she didn't seem to be frightened at all, and she still had the energy to think about other things.

Yang Rui stared at the dead fish eyes: "Can you be unfamiliar, the Roman Emperor Caesar died like this." Just as he was about to ask something, he suddenly heard someone screaming "Damn!" A white light flashed at the rear position, and the Heavy Armor Brother appeared on the stage with an angry face.

"... Huh?" Brother Chongjia also took a moment to withdraw his emotions from the scene he was in before, and immediately leaned against the wall with a tired look, "Niema is out, if I don't come out again, I won't hang up I have to explain it too.”

"How did this happen? Could it be that what you encountered was a battle scene?" Seeing him like this, Phantom didn't care about the previous discrepancy.

"No, it might be easier to talk about the battlefield." Brother Heavy Armor wiped his face and said wearily, "Hey, did you show up and check the clues? The places you teleported just now are all single-person, single-scene?"

Zhan Zhima said: "My buddies and I are in the same scene, and we should have transmitted them separately according to the time when we entered the tunnel." He recounted the painful experience of the two of them again, and asked, "What did you all see? ?”

"Let me tell you first, why don't I hurry up and say that I don't have a clear idea." Brother Chong Jia said first, "The place I went to seems to be a... refugee camp."