Trash games kill me [holographic]

After finishing the video call with his mother, Qin Han went to sit on the sofa with a thoughtful expression.

Dong-R-32 star is an immigrant star that has only been expanded in the past [-] years?There is no Huaxia and no traditional family?

That wine...

Ah Jiu's Huaxia language and needlework are not fake, and the degree of natural familiarity seems to be what he is used to speaking on a daily basis.To be able to achieve this level must have received this type of education since childhood.It's not a family background, but there must be such an environment.

However, with her mother's professionalism in inheriting ancient culture, she would never make a mistake.

So... Ah Jiu lied to him?

why?

Qin Han frowned and thought for a long time before dialing another number.

"Yo~" A gentle man wearing a mirrorless gold frame appeared on the light screen that popped up. He pushed the frame and looked over in surprise, "Why are you looking for me all of a sudden? I thought you would go crazy in the game Spawn monsters."

Qin Han didn't talk nonsense, straight to the point: "Yuhao, help me find someone."

A gentle man, that is, Cheng Yuhao, Qin Han's friend for many years.He was at a loss when he heard this: "You came to me to check people? Are you stupid? Isn't it faster to check yourself?"

"I really have to find you this time." Qin Han spread his hands helplessly, "I want to check the people in the game."

"In the game?" Cheng Yuhao couldn't help becoming serious, "Did you find any criminal suspects?"

Qin Han smiled: "No, you're thinking too much." He coughed lightly, "I just want to check."

Cheng Yuhao was curious: "What? Someone offended you? Do you want to seek revenge?"

"Am I such a boring person?" Qin Han was speechless, and emphasized again, "It has nothing to do with personal enmity, but I just want to investigate."

Cheng Yuhao raised his eyebrows: "It's not seeking revenge, it's..." He said jokingly, "Courting?"

Qin Han touched his nose in embarrassment: "Cough, just ask if you can check."

Cheng Yuhao shrugged: "I can't help you with this."

Qin Han frowned: "Didn't you participate in the development of this game?"

"Brother." Cheng Yuhao was speechless, "If you forget the rules of the third world, please go through it again."

Of course he knew, otherwise he wouldn't have directly approached Cheng Yuhao.Qin Han stared at him: "I don't need to check the exact location, I just need to know which planet the person is on, how about that?"

"There is nothing you can do." Cheng Yuhao is very sure, "If there is a suspected criminal, you can still issue an official application. If you don't get authorization for your personal reasons, the game master will not release the player's personal information." He is very sure, "Anyone Information will not."

Qin Han frowned: "Is there no other way?"

Cheng Yuhao smiled: "Yes, of course." He smiled meaningfully, "Get married, you can exercise your partner's right to know, don't mention the address, you can do whatever you want...you can."

"Do you think I don't know? This one is too slow." Qin Han knocked on the sofa impatiently, "You guys played this game, and the increase in favorability is not scientific at all. According to my heart, I... Cough, after a whole day, the favorability has only increased by a few points, how can this be used?"

"According to what you think?" Cheng Yuhao clicked his tongue twice, "What dirty things are you thinking about?"

Qin Han glared at him: "I'm just discussing the irrationality of this game with you now."

"You're an outsider." Cheng Yuhao snorted, "Emotion is the easiest thing to be impulsive, especially in the third world where all kinds of beautification can beautify the appearance, how many people who claim to be love at first sight are finally defeated by the degree of favorability. etc. The favorability level is about the same, but it may not be able to maintain enthusiasm, and may even lose to reality. If the mastermind relies on emotional perception to determine the favorability level and then allows marriage, that is the most irresponsible setting."

All right.Qin Han said that these are not his expertise.He curled his lips: "Is there no other way to go faster?" He didn't hide his eagerness at all.

Cheng Yuhao couldn't help being suspicious: "Why are you in such a hurry?" He pushed the frame of the mirror, "The last time we had a video chat was eighteen days ago, and I recommended you to play "Lost Civilization" at that time... You can count as the first player in the game." It's only been a dozen days since I fell in love with someone in one day. What are you in a hurry for?"

No hurries?Ah Jiu's condition looks...can he not be in a hurry?Qin Han wiped his face: "Then how to quickly increase the favorability, can you always say a few words?"

"There are a lot of strategies on Skynet, check it yourself." Cheng Yuhao refused.

Qin Han despised him: "Why do you ask three questions?"

"I'm a technical consultant, not an emotional consultant." Cheng Yuhao almost wanted to beat him across the light screen.But having said that, "By the way, what kind of fairy character is that, who has seduced us, General Qin, who has been sober and ascetic for so many years. Why don't you tell us to introduce—"

With a soft "beep", Qin Han directly hung up the video call.

He frowned and thought for a while, clicked on Skynet, typed "How to increase the favorability of online games", and clicked to search. With a "swish", countless search results popped up on the light screen——

"A Single Dog's Guide to Chasing Husbands"

"One hundred tricks to fix your him/her"

"Baby Pet Little Sweetheart"

"Heart Chasing Raiders"

……

What the hell are these things?Qin Han's face turned dark.

***

Go back to the game.

Seeing Hengdao disappearing in front of him, An Zhengchu hugged the clothes in his arms tightly, feeling a little...disappointed.

He stayed for a moment and smiled wryly.Is he too lonely?It's hard to have a teammate who can talk and be with you, and it feels uncomfortable to leave...

An Zhengchu, this is a game.

He rubbed his cheeks, looked at the dirty and wrinkled clothes in his arms, and looked at the various foods on the table, his heart softened again.

Forget it, it's useless to think too much, Heng Dao is good to him, and he can return it twice as long.

The food on the table doesn't look cheap, it's just that his energy value has dropped, so there's no need to waste it.He took out the remaining buns in his storage bag, and checked the clothes in his hand while nibbling.

There are tears and gaps, more mud stains and colorful blood stains - probably for the sake of harmony, the blood of various monsters is more or less colorful, and it is quite nice when it is mixed on the clothes... …

An Zhengchu swallowed the steamed stuffed bun, looked at his energy, it was still very low, he thought for a while, picked a bottle of fruit drink that didn't look that expensive from the table and drank it.

Energy value returns to 62 instantly.

Although it is still low, it is much better than the original state where walking was too tiring.

An Zhengchu slowed down a bit, carried a pile of clothes into the backyard, rinsed all the clothes twice with water before rinsing them clean - you must know that this is a game, there is no need to really scrub, and you have to wash both sides, you can see these How dirty the clothes turned out to be.

After drying the clothes one by one, An Zhengchu ran out of the house.

When Heng Dao went online again, the small bamboo house was empty.

He frowned and turned around the bamboo house, except for the familiar equipment in the backyard, there was no sign of a glass of dirty wine.

Where did this fool go without a good rest?

With a dark face, he poked open the friend list——

"Ah—" There was an exclamation from the door.

Heng Dao, who had just turned off the system's light screen, had a sudden heart attack, and rushed to the door, and pulled the bamboo door, just in time to see An Zhengchu get up from the ground in embarrassment, grabbing a gray pigeon.

An Zhengchu looked up at him when he heard the movement, a little embarrassed: "Ah, you're back..." Seeing his gaze shifted to the pigeon, he quickly explained, "I don't know what happened, this pigeon popped out of nowhere, Jumping on me, I was shocked." In order to hide the fact that a pigeon fell down in fright, he grabbed the pigeon's wings and shook it, "It's quite fat, why don't you roast it for supper?"

The pigeon blew its feathers in an instant, and flapped its wings in an attempt to fly away.

Hengdao: ...

An Zhengchu was surprised: "Wow, it can understand."

Hengdao couldn't laugh or cry: "This is a carrier pigeon, you can't eat it."

An Zhengchu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately froze on the spot.

Hengdao came over, took his other hand, spread out his palm, let the pigeon stand on it, and then led him to stroke the pigeon's back.

After a few smooth strokes, the pigeon with fried feathers slowly regained its composure.

Heng Dao lifted the left wing of the pigeon, took out a paper tube and handed it to him.

An Zhengchu took it with a dry smile: "It's really a letter—" he unconsciously exerted force on his fingers.

"I'm back, where are you? Where did you go?" A deep voice suddenly rang in my ears.

An Zhengchu was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at Hengdao: "I'm not—" He suddenly realized, his eyes widened, "Is this a message from you?"

"Hmmm. Flying pigeons can use both speech and text." Hengdao lowered his eyelids to hide the deep thought in his eyes. "I didn't see you when I came back. Just send a message to ask."

Why is Ah Jiu so shocked?He didn't receive Feige's letter?Does he... have no friends?

No, not right.still have a question. When "Lost Civilization" first came out, in the overwhelming publicity, the antique communication method of "Flying Pigeon Passing Book" was a highlight of this game's publicity.

Ah Jiu didn't know?

What kind of environment does he live in?

Was he... imprisoned?

……

Heng Dao couldn't help but start conspiracy theories in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

He held An Zhengchu's palm up to the sky, and the pigeon flew away with flapping wings. "Where did you go?"

An Zhengchu looked up at the gray dove circling in mid-air, and waited for it to fly away before looking down at the paper tube, and squeezed it again——

"I'm back, where are you? Where did you go?" The deep and anxious voice sounded again.

An Zhengchu took a peek at Hengdao, met his deep black eyes, subconsciously dodged it, and said dryly: "I, I'm going to sell the materials I got today." He hurriedly poured out Huaxia Coins "Well, because I need to mend clothes, I bought some thread, and there is not much left." He pursed his lips, "Sorry, I didn't ask your opinion before..."

Hengdao looked at the few silver coins and copper coins in his hand, and then met his uneasy expression, the BGM of "Baby Sweetheart" popped up unexpectedly——

"Oh~ baby, I want to protect you from the wind and rain~"

He shuddered.

The author has something to say:

BGM, that is, Backgroundmusic, background music.

***

An Zhengchu: ...What kind of books do you usually read?

Hengdao: Domineering Xiaotian—ah no, I usually don't like to read books.

An Zhengchu (silently turned off the "Friends Recommend Good Books" function of the Skynet system): ... Oh.