Trash games kill me [holographic]

When the roar came, An Zhengchu subconsciously shrank back from the rock, and then he reacted in the next moment and slowly relaxed his body—he almost forgot that this was just a game.

Regardless of whether it was an NPC or a player on the other side of the rock, he didn't want to be troubled.

Looking at the tall trees and dense forest not far away, he got up lightly, picked up his medicine basket and hoe, and groped towards the other side of the forest.

The screams sounded one after another.

An Zhengchu paused and quickened his pace.

As soon as he walked out of the rock nest where he was, he met a pair of terrified eyes—a child who was only five or six years old, and the translucent four characters "herb-gathering child" floating above his head showed his identity as an NPC .

Hearing the screams from the other side of the rock, the child stared at him in horror, his body curled up in the crevice of the rock shook like chaff, tears and snot all over his face.

On the other side of the rock, the screams had stopped, and the assailant was kicking and cursing.

And then, An Zhengchu watched helplessly as the words above the child's head changed from "herb-gathering child" to "orphan"—they happened to be words he knew.

Hearing the sound of voices and footsteps getting closer, An Zhengchu raised his foot and wanted to leave, thinking silently: This is an NPC, this is an NPC.He is only level 6.Don't mind your own business--

Fuck his NPC!

An Zhengchu gritted his teeth, turned around and strode over, whispered "Don't be afraid", picked up the child and ran away.

The child seemed to sense his kindness, and wrapped his arms around his neck with trembling hands.

Just don't struggle.An Zhengchu heaved a sigh of relief.The forest was just over ten meters away, so it would be much easier to just run in and hide.

Even though he thought so, as soon as he ran out of the rock range, the gentle grass immediately exposed their whereabouts.

There was a loud shout, followed by the sound of chaotic and hurried footsteps.

An Zhengchu couldn't understand what the group of people were shouting, but the unkindness in that scolding was too obvious, he...

Just run.

An Zhengchu continued to rush forward sullenly.

hiss--

【Ding!After being attacked by the player "Domineering Star Wolf", the blood volume is -120, and it enters a state of continuous blood loss. 】

There was a feathered arrow sticking out of An Zhengchu's shoulder blade.Behind him, the sound of footsteps and shouting quickly approached.

is the player.An Zhengchu glanced at the child's pale face, ignoring the severe pain from the wound, he rushed a few steps with him in his arms, and rushed into the woods in one breath.

In order to get rid of the domineering star wolf behind him, he turned left and right around the bushes until he ran behind a big tree.

Covered by the thick tree trunk, he shoved the child into the grass and said in a low voice, "Run, there is a village through the woods!" While speaking, he pushed the child, signaling him to run in a certain direction.

Without waiting for the child's reaction, he quickly disturbed the grass, then pulled out the small medicine hoe in the back basket with his backhand, turned around, and took the initiative to meet the domineering Star Wolf and the others.

"You￥%#%￥!" The man at the head raised his knife and slashed at him, cursing extremely fast.

Regardless of looking at the level of equipment of these people, Anzheng raised his hoe and blocked it at the beginning, and he could barely block the knife in front of him.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another flash of sword light struck, piercing straight into his arm holding the hoe.

An Zhengchu snorted, and was about to fight back when he saw a guy with an arrow walking towards the grass behind him.

He was startled, ignoring the system prompts that sounded in his ears one after another, ignoring the sword on his arm, using all his strength to swing away the knife on the medicine hoe, and threw himself at the archer man.

The two people who wielded the sword never thought that he could run away in this state, so they just watched the bow and arrow man get hit with a hoe on the back.

The man with bow and arrow staggered, turned around and punched An Zhengchu: "What the hell!" After being chopped with a hoe, he seemed to be unharmed.

I'm afraid these levels are not low...

An Zhengchu gritted his teeth and took a fist. In the successive system sounds, there were a few more bloody wounds on his body.

【Ding!Attacked by the player "Domineering Star Wolf", blood volume -30. 】

Get another sword on the leg.

【Ding!Attacked by the player "Grey Sky", HP -140. 】

【Please note!Please note!Into a state of excessive blood loss!Please deal with it in time!Please deal with it in time! 】

An Zhengchu fell to the ground with a "bang".

The gray sky with the sword still felt angry, raised the sword and continued to poke down: "#@￥#￥——ah——"

Gray Sky suddenly screamed.

A big knife appeared out of thin air, drawing a bloodstain on his arm.

Vaguely, An Zhengchu only saw a tall figure standing in front of him - he knew that someone had come to rescue him, so he closed his eyes and passed out in peace.

【Ding!It is detected that the player's somatosensory threshold has reached a critical point, and the player is forced to log off with a glass of dirty wine. 】

***

An Zhengchu, who was sweating profusely, opened his eyes in reality, and saw the ceiling glowing with faint blue stars, his body was still tightly covered by the game cabin from neck to heel.

The severe pain just now seemed like a mirror image, and it seemed that it had just faded away.He just came out of the game, but he couldn't tell the difference.He couldn't help smiling wryly.As expected of a holographic online game...

He moved his fingers, and slowly touched a button in the game compartment beside him. With a light touch, the cover of the game compartment immediately parted to the two sides, revealing his thin white body in underwear.

An Zhengchu slowed down for a while before slowly sitting up with Yu Cangyan. He didn't know whether it was because of the too real pain just now or because he had been lying down for too long, and his body was somewhat sluggish.

Following his movements, the light in the room slowly brightened.

After taking off the nutrient solution introducer buckled on his wrist and hanging it up, An Zhengchu climbed down from the game compartment, took two steps, and fell directly into the sofa next to him, staring blankly at the white wall.

This is a one-bedroom house.

The bed and the low cabinet are next to the wall, and the white wall facing the bed is a hidden wardrobe.The sofa is placed with its back facing the bed, and the coffee table in front.On one side of the coffee table are floor-to-ceiling windows and a balcony, and on the other side is a game warehouse placed against the wall.Then there is an open kitchen and bathroom, and then the door.

It's very simple, but it's not small, and it has all the internal organs - it's just too plain.

Except for the sofa and bed, everything in the room is made of a bright white material. It is said that this material is an environmentally friendly light source material, and it only needs to consume a very small amount of electricity to maintain light throughout the day.In this way, the whole room looks pure and white, simple and beautiful——

That's right, it's too cold.

An Zhengchu laughed at himself.In fact, it is your own state of mind, right?

It's useless to think too much, the most urgent thing is to make money——

He must make money from the holographic online game just now within three months—but the holographic online game in the high-tech era is too real, and the severe pain just now is too real, he...he needs to slow down for a while, anyway, he is now Going up can't help.

An Zhengchu wiped his face, lightly touched his left wrist, and a half-person-high light screen instantly popped up in front of him.

He clicked awkwardly on the light screen, clicked on the interstellar network, and flipped into the recruitment website of East-R-32 star he was on——

After reading for a long time, it is still a half-understandable text, and it is still an incomprehensible occupation...

An Zhengchu dejectedly turned off the light screen.He is illiterate now, and his physical fitness is far inferior to ordinary people. What kind of job can he expect to find?Just keep playing the game.

I don't know if he will starve to death on the street after three months...

An Zhengchu let out a long sigh, stood up again, walked back to the game room, and lay down on it.

***

[Welcome back to "Lost Civilization"]

A soft system sound sounded, and An Zhengchu was about to open his eyes when the severe pain came again, and he immediately groaned.

"Little brother!" He called timidly with a soft, childlike voice.

An Zhengchu relieved the pain and opened his eyes, facing two pairs of eyes, one big and one small.The younger one is the NPC kid just now, and the older one is a strange man with black hair and black eyes.

The man met his gaze and nodded: "#%%￥%￥?"

The deep voice was somewhat familiar, it was the voice An Zhengchu heard before he was kicked off the assembly line.Then he realized belatedly that the wound on his body had been bandaged properly—is this man helping him?

No wonder he didn't receive a system message after he came up. It seemed that he was out of serious injury.

In fact, at his level, if he dies, he will die... Why waste the pill fee...

He slowly sat up.He wanted to thank the man, but he didn't know if he could understand, so he smiled at him, turned to the NPC kid and asked softly, "Are you hurt?"

He speaks Mandarin with a round accent.He knew the NPC could understand.

The man squinted.

The NPC child shook his head with red eyes, choked up and said, "Little brother, my parents..." It was also in real Mandarin.

The man was even more surprised immediately, as if thinking of something, he put down his doubts.

An Zhengchu didn't notice it, he sighed slightly, and reluctantly raised his hand to touch the child's head: "I'll accompany you to have a look later." Although it is estimated that the person has already... Collecting the body is always necessary.

Speaking of his parents, the NPC kid couldn't stop crying.He nods with a sob.

An Zhengchu was about to say a few words of comfort——

"You guys are asking, Chinese language?"

The man's voice came from behind. Although the words were stuttered and the tone was a bit strange, it was indeed Mandarin.

An Zhengchu turned back in shock: "You, you can speak Mandarin?" He looked over the man's head again - there was no floating font unique to NPCs.

This man is indeed a player.

The man raised his eyebrows: "I think the Mandarin you speak should be Huaxia. Although it is a small language, it doesn't mean that other people can't?" Didn't you see that all NPCs were implanted in this language?

An Zhengchu said, "Sorry, that's not what I meant." He was the one who made a fuss.It turns out that at this time, Mandarin is called Huaxia language...

The man was not angry, and stretched out his hand: "My name is Hengdao, horizontal and vertical, and the sword of the sword. What, what is it called?"

Still the familiar handshake.An Zhengchu felt very cordial.

He glanced at the ordinary-looking man in front of him, stretched out his hand, and shook it loosely: "Hello, my name is An—a cup of Zhuojiu." Ignoring the system prompt sounding in his ear, he thought of Hengdao's introduction just now , hastily added a sentence, "It's a 'a cup of dirty wine' that is 'a cup of turbid wine, a family of ten thousand miles, and Yan Ran has not been reined in'." After he finished, he felt something was wrong, and opened his mouth to explain——

[Ding, add friend "Hengdao", initial favorability 12. 】

Hengdao held his hand firmly: "Is it Fan Zhongyan's poem?"

He even knew?An Zhengchu ignored the system prompts, widened his eyes, shook his hand instead, and asked eagerly, "Do you know Fan Zhongyan?"

Hengdao stared at his instantly bright eyes, and chuckled lightly, "Don't you know?"

An Zhengchu was stunned, and slumped his shoulders: "... also." He was overthinking.How could it be possible to bump into a passer-by at random and experience the same experience as him?

He lowered his eyes dejectedly, and then realized that the hands of the two were still holding each other. He was a little embarrassed at the moment, and subconsciously wanted to stop, but he couldn't break free—he glanced at Hengdao hesitantly.

Hengdao paused, and let go of his claws: "I thought, you wouldn't, come up so soon."

An Zhengchu sighed slightly: "I also want to..." He didn't want to talk too much on this topic. He glanced at the NPC kid with red, swollen eyes and tears, and changed the subject, "Why are you still waiting here? I thought You will leave first, or take him with you."

If he remembered correctly, the online time was about three times the real time flow rate, that is to say, in the ten minutes he was offline, nearly an hour had actually passed online.

Heng Dao shrugged: "He doesn't want to come with me, probably because he wants to wait for you." He was free anyway, so he waited by the way.I didn't expect to wait for someone... who could speak Chinese and knew Fan Zhongyan.

An Zhengchu was stunned, and looked at the child in surprise: "You..."

"Little brother..." The NPC kid timidly leaned over and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

An Zhengchu held his other hand and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, this—" He paused, "This big brother is not a bad person." No matter what kind of person this Heng Dao is, he has to First stabilize the child's emotions. "He saved us just now, didn't he?"

The child glanced at Hengdao secretly, and hummed in a low voice.

Hengdao touched his nose: "That's right." He seemed to think of something, "A glass of dirty wine, right? Your body sensory settings, yes, what ratio?"

"Huh? Somatosensory settings?" An Zhengchu tried his best to recall. When he logged in for the first time, the system seemed to have reminded him of this. "Should be the default."

Heng Dao: ...The default full simulation, reaching 98% of the pain... No wonder the pain is so painful that I was kicked offline by the system.

He glanced at the NPC kid next to him, and turned to the private chat channel: "You were in such pain just now, why, no, hand him over?" If you hand it over, those people won't kill him.

His voice suddenly rang in his ears, An Zhengchu was startled, and when he took a closer look, there was a faint phantom of double arrows between the two of them. He couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but it was empty.

Something flashed in Heng Dao's eyes, he reached out again and grabbed An Zhengchu's hand: "This is a private chat, no one else can hear it." Then he repeated the question again.

An Zhengchu blinked, broke away from his hand, and then looked at the child: "Hand him over, he might die."

"It's an NPC." Hengdao reminded him.

An Zhengchu pursed his lips and lowered his eyes: "They have thoughts and emotions...I, I..." He couldn't treat them as real NPCs.

Although the words are not finished, Hengdao can understand.

He stared at An Zhengchu's pursed lips, and blurted out: "Have a glass of dirty wine, let's form a team."