Trash games kill me [holographic]

Looking for him?Want him to be a tour guide?An Zhengchu laughed dryly: "We just met, aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

Heng Dao sized him up: "With your small body, do you think you can sell me?" He looked away, and cut a few cuts on the rabbit meat with a knife, "Besides, I'm just going for a stroll, and I don't want to sell you." What are you afraid of staying at your house?" He thought An Zhengchu had sensed his intentions.

An Zhengchu licked his lips: "Well, of course I welcome you if you want to come." His eyes flickered, and he immediately lowered his eyelids when he met Shang Hengdao's surprised eyes, "It's just that I don't like going out very much, and I'm not familiar with the outside world. I can't take you around..."

Heng Dao was surprised: "So, you don't mind if I come to live in your house?" Shouldn't normal people mind this?

An Zhengchu subconsciously defended: "They're all men, why bother—er," he said as if he was inviting Hengdao to come over, he paused, and hurriedly waved his hand, "I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later—Brother, you rabbit Is the meat ready? I'm so hungry."

The horizontal knife swept across his nervous hands that kept clutching his knees, sighed secretly, and looked away: "It's almost ready, wait a little longer." Turning over the rabbit meat and continuing to roast, I couldn't help but click on the friend column again ——

[A friend's cup of dirty wine favorability degree 21]

It took so long to form a team to level up, and to deliver medicines and keep in contact with each other, which added such a little favorability.

Tsk, broken system, not smart at all.

Hengdao gritted his teeth.

Also, what does the phrase "a glass of turbid wine" mean?What is "all men"?

always feel weird...

He suddenly stopped talking, and after he refused to meet him, An Zhengchu felt a little guilty for no reason.

He shrank his legs: "Well, isn't it too dry to eat only barbecue? I have some fresh mushrooms here, do you want to make another soup?"

Hengdao came back to his senses, saw his worried expression, and reacted immediately, couldn't help being a little annoyed, and hurriedly said: "Of course it would be better if there were some."

An Zhengchu frowned: "Well, then I'm ready." After speaking, he started digging out his belongings.

Small pot, mushrooms, ginger, salt, etc. After cleaning the mushrooms, another bonfire was set up next to it, and the soup began to cook.Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something, and hesitantly asked Heng Dao for some rabbit meat to add to it.

But the horizontal knife was not depressed to death.That's enough, let alone meet in reality, this guy is so deliberate about getting some meat with him.Oh, I almost forgot about the medicine fee...

After dinner and tidying up, the two walked around the village to the pond.

Next, An Zhengchu's opponent was a level 9 tortoise.

"The tortoise has low attack and low sensitivity. Even if it causes a riot, it will take time to crawl over. You don't even need to bring a wooden box. It is just suitable for you to practice agility." Hengdao explained, "This kind of creature likes to shrink its neck. The game is very realistic, but it is a monster, and its four legs will definitely stick out to attack you, so you just stare at its hands and feet."

An Zhengchu nodded, tightened his grip on the dagger, took a deep breath and confronted a single tortoise outside the pond.

[The player attacked the level 8 tortoise with a glass of turbid wine, which caused some tortoises in the same community to be dissatisfied, and some tortoises changed from passive attack to active attack]

The naked eye can see that the tortoises by the pond and near the shore have all turned towards this side.

An Zhengchu immediately became nervous.

"You concentrate on dealing with it, and I will watch over the other tortoises." Hengdao's steady voice came from behind.

An Zhengchu immediately calmed down, clenched his dagger and concentrated on dealing with the tortoise in front of him.

Heng Dao glanced at the nearby tortoises, and after confirming that the tortoises were moving slowly as he expected, he turned his attention to An Zhengchu and gave him timely advice and guidance based on his situation.Occasionally, a tortoise would arrive at An Zhengchu's side, but he would kill them with a knife.

Then, after An Zhengchu finished beating one, Hengdao put another one over.

In this way, one swipe is three consecutive game hours.It wasn't until the notification sounded that An Zhengchu had upgraded to level ten, did Hengdao stop.

An Zhengchu didn't bother to take back the dagger stuck in the tortoise, bent over and supported his knees, panting heavily.

Heng Dao glanced at his energy value which had dropped below 40 again, and sighed secretly: "Let's stop here today."

An Zhengchu's eyes lit up, and he looked up at him: "Can we go back and rest?"

"Well. It's getting dark, and your energy can't be replenished with food, so you have to go back." Hengdao pulled out a bottle of juice and handed it to him.

An Zhengchu hesitated for a moment, then straightened up and took it: "Thank you." Then he lowered his head and sipped slowly.I have already used so many red medicines in Hengdao, this bottle of juice is not bad.

After he finished drinking, Hengdao breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go, I'll see you off."

deliver?An Zhengchu was stunned: "...Are you leaving?"

Hengdao was speechless: "What are you thinking? You and I are still forming a team."

It's just a team, and it can be disbanded at any time... An Zhengchu pursed his lips and said so in his eyes.

Hengdao knew at a glance that he had misunderstood: "I have a video message here, I will go offline to check later."

Modern people generally like to stay in the third world. In order to prevent losing contact, the game system will be connected with the video system.If someone contacts in reality, the system will remind you.However, the system only prompts once and then there is no movement, so this video call is probably not in a hurry.So he planned to send An Zhengchu back first.

Video message?Is it a communication tool?An Zhengchu nodded half-understanding: "Oh. If you are busy, go there. I can go back by myself."

"No rush." ​​Hengdao reached out to support him.

I don't know if it's because of the system, or the sequelae caused by his day of killing monsters. Even after drinking a bottle of juice, An Zhengchu is still exhausted.Since Heng Dao said he was not in a hurry, he took advantage of the situation and walked forward according to his own strength.

After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly pressed Hengdao's hand, and turned to look behind: "Wait, wait, my turtle—and the dagger—"

Hengdao: ...

Reluctantly let go of him, he went back and picked up the corpse of the tortoise he had just killed, as well as the dagger on the corpse.

An Zhengchu smiled and took it over: "Thank you." He conveniently stuffed the dagger tortoise into the storage bag—"Eh? Why can't it go in?" He was surprised.

"...Is it full?" Hengdao guessed.

"Impossible, each grid can be stacked 99, where—err," An Zhengchu looked up awkwardly, "It's really full."

There are too many sundries in his storage bag, only half of the novice storage bag with fifty grids is his pots, pans, seasonings and various materials he saved.

There are hundreds of yellow swallowtail butterflies, bees, and tortoises brushed today, filling up his few remaining storage grids in one go.

Hengdao recalled the content of the storage bag he had shared with the team, and said with a headache: "If you can't fit it, don't take it."

An Zhengchu looked at the tortoise in his hand: "This is the only one missing, I'll take it home."

Hengdao was speechless, took his tortoise and threw it into his storage bag: "Let me keep it for you."

An Zhengchu was stunned, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes with a smile: "Okay, we'll share the money after I sell it."

Heng Dao patted him on the head: "Okay." He could see that Ah Jiu didn't like to take advantage of others... Huh, is he someone else?

The two walked slowly back to the bamboo house.

After placing An Zhengchu on the only stool, Hengdao took out a pile of food and drink and put them on the table: "Eat whatever you want, have a good rest, and don't run around. I'll be back in a while."

He has something to eat——An Zhengchu heard him say "system", ignored the food on the table, and held him down: "Wait a minute."

Heng Dao, who was just about to tap the exit button, stopped: "What's wrong?"

An Zhengchu quickly asked: "Your clothes—your torn clothes." He hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue, "Do you mind letting me try?"

Hengdao saved him, took him to level up, taught him how to fight monsters, gave him medicine, gave him food...but he didn't do anything, and the money for the medicine is not paid now.After much deliberation, this is the only way he can possibly help.

Hengdao was stunned, looking at him: "...you want to mend my clothes?"

An Zhengchu misunderstood.He hastily withdrew his hand, avoiding his gaze: "Forget it, forget it. If you mind..." After all, his sewing skills are not yet level three, and Heng Dao's clothes are very expensive without thinking about it.

Hengdao grabbed his hand in turn, and said flatteredly: "Never mind, don't mind!" Before An Zhengchu could speak, he put his other hand into the storage bag, and swiped a few sets of dirty clothes. He took out the torn clothes and stuffed them into An Zhengchu's arms, "Hey, I'll leave it to you!"

He remembered correctly.Hundreds of years ago, it was the daughter-in-law who sewed clothes for her husband.Now that Ah Jiu took the initiative to sew clothes for him, she would be his daughter-in-law.

An Zhengchu: ...

He glanced at the torn clothes in his arms, and looked at Hengdao in disbelief: "So many? You—you can leave it to me?" Although it was dirty, the texture of the cloth was the same as the various embroidery patterns on it. No lie - proper high-end equipment. "In case it's broken..."

Is this going to back off?That's not okay.Hengdao hurriedly comforted him: "Make it up to you, and you will make money if you make it up. If you don't make it up well—" He said firmly to An Zhengchu's nervous look, "It's okay if you don't make it up. Just practice. From now on, we will be A pair—of the team, if your mending skills are practiced, I will also benefit."

He was so straightforward, but An Zhengchu hesitated: "But..."

Hengdao didn't wait for him to speak, and then said: "Besides, I believe that your ability will not be worse than the current situation, so you can rest assured!" He patted An Zhengchu, "Okay, that's it It's decided. Do it when you have time, rest well, and wait for me to come back."

After speaking, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, before he could answer, he went offline with a "swoosh".

An Zhengchu: ...

***

Qin Han exited the game in a happy mood, grabbed the bathrobe on the side and put it on his body, tied it up casually, and clicked on the video message on the bracelet.

As soon as the light curtain lit up, a dignified woman with short hair and wearing a white coat suddenly appeared in midair.

"Ahan, there is something wrong with my project here, and I may not be able to go back in the short term. Your father will probably wait for me. We will try to go back before your vacation is over. I'm sorry." The woman smiled apologetically at him, " There is nothing else, so don’t rush to call me back.”

After a brief pause, the light screen and the figure of the woman slowly disappeared.

Qin Han frowned.After thinking about it, he opened his wristband and dialed a certain number.

A translucent screen popped up again in midair.

There were two beeping signals in succession, the screen flashed, and the dignified woman just now reappeared.

"Ah Han?" The woman looked over with some doubts.

"Mom." Qin Han nodded in greeting, "It's me."

The woman, Qin Han's mother, Tao Jinxi, had already seen who it was. She grinned and waved to him happily: "Didn't you see my message? Why did you call back so quickly? Is there something wrong?"

"I see." Qin Han paused, "Is it convenient for you to talk now? I have something to ask you."

Tao Jinxi raised her eyebrows, glanced to the side, seemed to stand up, and started to move.

Judging by the changes in the environment around her, she should be heading towards the corner.

After a while, she stood still at the foot of a wall: "What do you want to ask, tell me."

"I want to ask you, is Dong-R-32 a Huaxia ethnic group with a relatively high cultural heritage? Or, is there any ethnic group that lives more traditionally left there?"