Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The days in the game are still long, Miaobi Shenghua didn't rush to log off after separating from his friends, ran to the steps of the walker guild gate and squatted down, watching the senior NPC sitting in the newly opened guild hall with piercing eyes: Assassination Mentor Hal Maxwell.

Hal, the one with the most emotional fluctuations among the three mentors of the Walker Guild, and the one who is most likely to be irritated by players, looks like a Latin American-Slavic hybrid, with chestnut hair, not too rough skin, smooth facial contours, but relatively facial features Deep; visually estimated to be about 35 years old, with a well-trimmed mustache, a little scruffy, and sometimes food residue can be seen on his clothes.

More than [-]% of the players in the team drawn by Miaobi Shenghua turned to Walker. Those who don't like to play bows and love the thrill of critical strikes with knives have all gained Hal's reputation.

The one who got the critical dagger gave me medicine, and I once hesitated whether to switch to Hal's reputation. I really couldn't bear to work at Pansy's liver before giving up.

"Since it is Hal's inner demon, then the monster of the inner demon should have a direct connection with Hal, the mentor. Can we get information from Hal?" Miaobi Shenghua rubbed his chin to ponder.

Miaobi Shenghua knows very well that the combination of Vanilla (Qin Guan) and the warrior girl who took medicine to win over will definitely not be able to match the sandwich fudge (Tang Jia) & Yang Ying who have been playing together since the server opened. Compare.

In other words... Although she didn't directly say that it would affect the fighting spirit of the friends, she is very clear that their progress in opening up wasteland in the dungeon is definitely not as good as that of the side that does not increase the entropy...

This makes Miaobi Shenghua very unwilling.

It's not that they have an opinion on the entropy not increasing, but that they don't want to lose.

Thinking that women are not competitive is the biggest form of sexism.

Strong and competitive girls are definitely no less than men, but women's competitive spirit has not been respected, valued, or even despised and despised since ancient times-they are also competitive, men are ambitious, ambitious and ambitious ambition, and women are easily labeled as "strengthening the sharp and not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth".

Although it can't be seen from her usual words and deeds, Miaobi Shenghua is indeed a strong and competitive person in her bones. She usually doesn't care about innocuous things, but when it comes to serious things, she is actually the most competitive one.

She wanted to win, not all to keep her little friend Qin Guan's territorial prestige advantage, not all to prove herself, she just wanted her little friend to win, it was as simple as that.

Hal, who was "going to work" as usual, noticed the undead who had been staring at him after about ten minutes.

Hal frowned, but he didn't really care... He has wisely given up thinking about the logic of these undead, and pondering what these crazy undead from which dimension of the devil world are thinking, it is better to think about today. How to spend the long night at night.

"Every once in a while, you can't go out for three consecutive nights. This new rule is really a hell. Does that guy Yang think it's too easy for us to mess around? He's playing tricks on people."

After sending away the undead who took the task, Hal complained to Pansy, who was not far away from him.

The guild hall is very simple, just a large one-story house with a size of less than [-] square meters. In addition to the small compartment separated for rest, the three mentors are each assigned a set of desks and chairs for work, and a large storage space for task tools. There is a standing cabinet, and there is a set of wooden long sofa and coffee table set under the wall facing the gate—in fact, it is a three-plywood coffee table with a reclining chair with a backrest that is common in parks, and Yang Qiu bought it from Xianyu.

Not having to stand outside in the sun and rain is of course an improvement in salary for ex-thieves, but the optimization of the work scene also adds the cost of taking care of a group of half-blind women and being subject to a "curfew" every ten days or so. It was enough to give Hal something to say.

Pansy didn't say a word, and looked Hal up and down with a strange look, then turned to look at Tuttle, who was still entangled with the undead to hand over the task, his expression was indescribably delicate.

"Hey, Pansy, what are you doing?" Hal was getting uncomfortable.

"...It's nothing." Pan Xi said in a duplicity tone.

Hal looked at him with disapproving eyes.

Pansy hesitated for a while, got up and left the work station, walked to Hal's desk, and bent slightly: "Hal, do you really...do you think there is nothing unusual?"

Hal was affected by his serious attitude, sat upright unconsciously, and said impatiently: "Say what you want to say, don't whine about it."

Pansy hesitated to speak, and finally shook her head: "Forget it, maybe I'm oversensitive."

Hal looked at him wrongly: "Hey, Pansy, don't be scary... Have you seen hallucinations recently?"

"Of course not." Pansy said angrily, "Believe me, I don't have any problems. My perception is not as good as you and Tuttle."

"It's true." Hal relaxed again, waved his hands and said, "Don't think too much, old man, you once persuaded me to say this."

Pansy shook her head, turned and walked back to her seat.

When Pansy opened the chair, he heard a sweet, crisp, curious girl voice behind him: "Hello, Hal, do you ever think too much?"

Pansy suddenly turned her head...

Of course, it is impossible to see the young girl in the town of exile.

The person who stood at Hal's desk and said that sentence was, unsurprisingly, a...skeleton.

Pansy: "..."

Hal, who was asked, also looked confused.

"Would you like to chat with your undead friend, Hal?" Miaobi Shenghua tilted his head, trying to be cute, "I'm very interested in hearing what you're saying."

Hal: "...Get out!!"

……5 minutes later.

"Damn, it's a big loss that my mother's flowery beauty can't be brought into the game!"

Miaobi Shenghua, who was kicked out of the traveler's guild hall, went to the warrior construction site to find Qin Guan with a grumpy face, and dragged Qin Guan to the traveler's construction site, and borrowed the fraud orb for me to take medicine.

"What are you doing, Huahua?" Qin Guan was confused.

"Put it on." Miaobi Shenghua slapped the deceitful orb on Qin Guan's face, and pointed at the hall of the Walker Guild, "Come in with me later, just stand beside me and smile, don't talk, let me come."

Qin Guan's brain is so flexible, he turned the corner immediately: "Beauty tricks? You want to trick Hal? Wait, calm down, this deceitful orb was sent by Pan Xi, and now the three mentor NPCs of the Walker Guild are here In a room, you can't be fooled!"

"How will you know if you don't try!" With a wave of the wonderful pen, "It's not enough to fool Pansy, but maybe you can fool Hal? The assassin's mentor is already a second pen!"

Qin Guan: "..."

The one who was moving bricks gave me medicine: "..."

Well... It's not a big loss if you don't get Hal's reputation, this assassin mentor is pretty good...

A few minutes later, Qin Guan, who was wearing a top-notch beauty skin and a formal ball gown, walked into the Hall of the Participants' Guild dignifiedly.

Seeing the beautiful woman walking next to Miaobi Shenghua, Pan Xi spit out the water that just entered her mouth with a "poof".

The orb of deceit was sent out by him, and he was very impressed with this phantom—after the undead with a male voice conjured up this image in front of his tent, he was in Schrödinger's state about the gender of these undead for a while. cat status.

For Hal & Tuttle, who have never seen this phantom, the lethality is very great... The moment Qin Guan stepped into the door, the eyes of these two guys who were chatting together while there were no players coming straight up.

Miaobi Shenghua saw that there was something going on, and slapped Qin Guan with his finger.

Qin Guan quickly put on a "dignified" smile...

Hmm... In reality, he is also a small Internet celebrity anchor with a good image, and his expression management is still in place. The beautiful skin that was originally radiant, under this smile, is shrouded in holy light...

Miaobi Shenghua pulled Qin Guan to Hal's table, and continued to use her natural girlish voice to say sweetly: "Hal, would you like to chat with your undead friend?"

Qin Guan's gaze fell on the sluggish Hal, lowered his head slightly, and smiled shyly.

Hal was stunned, jumped up suddenly, went around the table, pulled a chair and put it next to Qin Guan, then pushed the chair to Miaobi Shenghua, and said hurriedly: "Of course, please sit down, what's the matter?" Do you need my help?"

This front and back is very realistic...

"Wait, Hal, this, this, is actually—" Pan Xi pointed at Qin Guan, wanting to expose the fact that this is not the undead lady.

Qin Guan turned his face sideways, and smiled charmingly at Pan Xi.

Pansy stared blankly.

He hadn't seen a young woman for at least two or three years.

If he didn't know that this lady was not only an undead, but her gender was also questionable, with just this smile, he might have even thought about the name of the child.

Miaobi Shenghua secretly gave Qin Guan a thumbs up... He said no, but his body still played the heartthrob very honestly, and his performance was so good - as expected, only men know men best!

While these three high-ranking NPCs were dazzled by Qin Guan's beauties, Miaobishenghua seized the time and used her sweet girlish voice to gather information: "Hal, I hear your accent sounds like a northerner, Are you from the North?"

"Yes." Hal quickly pulled his eyes away from Qin Guan, pretending to be very relaxed and interested in chatting for a long time, and said brightly, "I am from the Kenyan Empire like Anthony, Anthony When I was an apprentice tailor in the imperial capital, I was studying in a major industrial town in the north."

If a person is willing to mention his past, it proves that he has a strong desire to talk; if he deliberately or unintentionally promotes himself in his words, it shows that this person has a strong desire to express in addition to the desire to tell.

In order to write a good dialogue in the online article, Miaobi Shenghua watched a lot of interview videos to learn the conversation habits of people of various ages and identities, not to mention the routines of journalists to stimulate the interviewee's desire to talk, at least know how to come...

According to Hal’s self-report, he was a somewhat rebellious city boy with a wide range of friends in his youth. Their family had a good family background. His uncle ran an airship club, and his father liked to raise expensive Kenyan hounds. My mother loves Outer Continental exotic hide ornaments...etc.

This guy was bragging, and the two players heard it, but they only felt: "It's just an NPC in Novice Village, and the background setting is quite complicated!"