Trash games kill me [holographic]

Hengdao looked at Li Zhuling who was crying while hugging the tombstone, turned around, and changed the channel to private chat: "That is to say, like boxing kung fu, the life skills that players already know can also be learned by themselves? Or under the guidance of others?" Comprehension? No need to go through NPC?"

An Zhengchu nodded, and added: "I didn't think it would be okay to give advice to others."

Heng Dao was curious: "So, how many life skills do you have?"

An Zhengchu flipped through his skill list, bowed his head and started counting: "Collection, cooking, tailoring, planting, breeding, construction, elixir..."

"Stop!" Hengdao hurriedly made a pause gesture, and said, "How did you @##$ develop so many skills under such... rubbish attributes?" Is it because of messing with these, this guy's level Not tall?Surprised, there was a word in the middle that he couldn't remember how to express in Mandarin.

Fortunately, An Zhengchu understood, and he scratched his cheek: "Yeah, I already know it, it's just superficial..."

Something flashed in Hengdao's eyes, and he shrugged: "It's not bad if you meet. It seems that I'm not in the wrong to form a team with you."

This is a blatant compliment.An Zhengchu is a little embarrassed

Hengdao was about to ask some more questions, when out of the corner of his eye he glanced at Li Zhuling beside the tombstone, and the next moment he took a step with his long legs, and grabbed the fainted child.

An Zhengchu was shocked, and hurried forward to check.

Heng Dao checked the child and comforted him: "It's okay, I'm just tired from crying, let him rest." After that, he squatted down and picked up Li Zhuling on his back, "Is the village where you were born nearby?" He shook his head here. Haven't seen a few players for a few days, let alone villages and towns.As for An Zhengchu's level, it is impossible to cross the area where he was leveling just now, so there must be a Novice Village nearby.

An Zhengchu thought: "Yes, go to my place first. You can ask the village head of our village to see how to arrange him." He looked at Hengdao, "Besides, you have to wash it."

This game is made realistically. The horizontal knife that was dug with a big knife is covered with mud. It looks disgraced. It must be cleaned, otherwise it will keep losing energy. Moreover, the clothes must also be washed, otherwise the durability of the equipment will also decrease. .

Hengdao motioned for him to lead the way, and asked casually, "Is there an inn in your village?" Judging from the reality of the game, such a remote village might not have an inn.

An Zhengchu shook his head.

really.Heng Dao didn't take it seriously, and took the lead to turn around and walk towards the forest with the child on his back: "Is there water? A pond is also fine."

An Zhengchu was puzzled: "Why do you need an inn or a water source? That's where I was born, and I have a house there, so you can wash it at my house. I just fill up a tank of water before I go out in the morning." He pursed his lips. , quickly added another sentence, "Just don't dislike my shabby home."

The horizontal knife with his back facing him paused, and then he continued naturally: "There is nothing to dislike. That's fine, I'll go to your place."

When An Zhengchu saw that he had no objection, he couldn't help but raise his mouth slightly.

【Ding!Favorability towards friend "Hengdao" +1]

An Zhengchu was stunned, and quickly poked open the system prompt exclamation mark floating beside him, and the screen that popped up was instantly filled with various system information, all of which were various prompts when he was attacked just now, what was attacked, what blood volume- 200. What kind of serious injury...

An Zhengchu scrolled down the information, wanting to see what happened to the so-called favorability.With a glance from the corner of his eyes, he saw the horizontal knife in front of him stopped and waited for him.

He smiled back in embarrassment, quickly turned off the system prompt screen, and turned on the [Close Prompt] in the lower right corner of the system prompt screen - the system's constant ding ding ding is too annoying, just turn it off.

He walked towards Hengdao quickly: "Sorry, let's go."

Favorability or something, let's study it later.

***

An Zhengchu led the way, while Hengdao followed behind with Li Zhuling on his back.

All the way through the forest and across the stream, the more you go, the more you go.

Hengdao secretly looked around.If it weren't for someone leading the way, he really wouldn't be able to find the Xinshou Village mentioned in a glass of muddy wine.

I thought it would take a long time to walk, but as soon as I waded across the stream, Hengdao saw a few corners of the eaves faintly exposed behind the hillside in front of me.

An Zhengchu naturally saw it too.He supported his knees and took a few breaths: "It's just ahead." Phew, I'm so tired...

Heng Dao looked at him speechlessly: "Can you do it? Can you still leave?" I have never seen such a weak person.

An Zhengchu waved his hands, straightened his waist, took out the cowhide water bag from the storage bag, unscrewed the lid and gulped two gulps, then wiped his mouth: "It's okay, I can keep going."

Taking another look at his appalling attributes, Heng Dao frowned: "Why are your attributes so poor?" With such attributes, how can you make money as a professional player?

An Zhengchu was also depressed: "I don't know either."

Hengdao paused.The selling point of this holographic online game is authenticity, all data is based on personal body data, and there is no cheating.

And the quality of this glass of turbid wine is really poor...

He weighed the sleeping NPC kid behind him, and asked casually, "Is your body not feeling well?"

An Zhengchu subconsciously retorted: "I'm in good health—er," he recalled the pity eyes of the government officials, and changed his words, "Well, it seems...not very good."

Heng Dao frowned: "Yes, yes, no, no. What does it mean?" Now that he speaks Mandarin a little more fluently, his usual vigorous and resolute behavior is unconsciously revealed.

An Zhengchu has always had a good temper, coupled with his family background, apart from issues of principle, he has always been easy to be arranged.So seeing Hengdao's unhappy face, he didn't feel disgusted, and replied with a smile and soft voice: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just..." He thought about his words, "Physical fitness may not be as good as ordinary people."

When it comes to the latter sentence, his words and expressions are unconsciously a little complicated.

Physical fitness is not as good as ordinary people?Hengdao's heart skipped a beat, but nothing showed on his face: "Really?" That's why he chose the career of professional gamers?He wanted to know the specifics inexplicably, but it was not appropriate to ask further.He thought for a while, "How old are you?"

"Ah?" Why did you suddenly jump to this topic?An Zhengchu blinked, "Probably, 24 years old...." The government gave him a test result of 24 years old, and the registration information is also 24 years old. He...he can only introduce himself at this age in the future.

Heng Dao was angry: "Don't you even know how old you are?" However, "I didn't expect you to be so young."

24 years old is still young?An Zhengchu was sweating wildly.It seems that this era is very long-lived, which made him a little curious about how old this Hengdao is——

Before he could ask, Hengdao had already stepped forward: "Let's go, your stamina has dropped to 32, if you don't go, you have to lie down."

An Zhengchu was stunned for a moment, glanced at his attributes, and followed up unconvinced: "32 is enough for me to walk back." He had tried it when he was even lower.

Still stubborn.Heng Dao gave him a funny look: "If you really can't do it, just speak up, it's not a shame to take a break."

An Zhengchu stopped talking, and walked with his head holding his breath.

Heng Dao smiled.

Sure enough, although the village was within sight, An Zhengchu was panting just for the uphill road in front of Wangshan.

In the end, Hengdao couldn't stand it anymore: "Let's rest first, eat something before leaving."

An Zhengchu waved his hand: "I--it's okay, it's not far away--continue--" He gasped for breath several times in one sentence.

He is indeed hungry, tired and in pain now, but the village is ahead, and he can go back to the village if he wants to rest or eat.The value of energy is too fucking bad. Eating can restore a little bit, but people's food intake is limited. Eating doesn't improve his current situation much. Only by resting at home can he recover faster.

Moreover, Heng Dao is carrying the child on his back. In the wilderness, he stops to eat and asks Heng Dao to wait. Is it plausible?

"After passing this slope, the road will be easy." He added after recovering.

Hengdao understands the issue of energy value better than An Zhengchu.He frowned and thought for a while, then freed up a hand to support An Zhengchu: "Then I'll help you."

An Zhengchu hurriedly tried to break away: "You—you—are still behind someone's back."

Hengdao glared at him: "What is his weight? You don't even look at your appearance." His face was as white as a ghost, "Otherwise, stop for a while." With the strength of a glass of dirty wine, plus The impact of injury on the energy value, it is not bad to be able to support it until now.

He said twice to let himself rest, so it can be seen that he is really worried about himself?

An Zhengchu was so upset in his heart that he couldn't help smiling at Hengdao with gratitude: "It's okay, there are only a few steps left."

Hengdao's gaze flicked over his pale lips: "Then let's go." But his right hand was still holding his arm firmly.

An Zhengchu pursed his lips, accepting his kindness.

The two moved forward again.

This time the two of them walked side by side, An Zhengchu felt something was wrong.

He took two steps, and Heng Dao slowly took one step. He took the third step, and Heng Dao stood there waiting for him to take a step.

Thinking of his pitiful 5-point agility, and comparing the heights of the two of them... An Zhengchu felt ashamed.It's hard for Hengdao to keep moving forward at his own speed, neither urging him nor making a show of face, and now he is still supporting him.

This Hengdao is really kind.

As everyone knows, Heng Dao is also wondering in his heart - when did he show such kindness?

***

With just one step at a time, the two of them finally turned over the hillside, and saw a small village connected by houses, and a strong man sitting at the entrance of the village.

At that time, the man was sitting on a small horseback cutting bamboo with the NPC's unique translucent characters on his head.

Hengdao rolled his eyes at the words "Hunter Zhang Shu" on his head and didn't pay attention.

On the contrary, Uncle Zhang was very surprised when he saw them. He put down his things and yelled loudly: "What's wrong, Ah Jiu, what's the matter with you?" Then he ran towards them.

Hengdao turned his attention back to him in an instant, and repeatedly confirmed that he was indeed an NPC, and then looked at his concern... He raised his eyebrows and looked at An Zhengchu, who was called "Ajiu".

An Zhengchu smiled at him with some embarrassment, turned his head and replied to Uncle Zhang who was walking up to him quickly: "Uncle Zhang, I'm fine, I'm just tired." With Hengdao's support, he has already walked the rest of the way Much easier.

Uncle Zhang took a look at him: "You still said it's okay, why are you in such a mess?"

Only then did An Zhengchu remember his injuries.He hurriedly waved his hands: "It's really nothing, these are minor injuries, and they're almost healed." The high-level elixir with a horizontal knife, after so long, is indeed almost healed, and the pain is only minor.

Although it is realistic, it is still a game after all. If the wound takes too long to heal, why do you still play?

Uncle Zhang was a little relieved, turned his head to look at Hengdao who was supporting him, and then at the child on Hengdao's back. The child of coarse cloth and brown is completely unsuitable, how did these two people get together?

An Zhengchu explained: "Uncle Zhang, Heng Dao is my friend, he saved me and this child." After a pause, "We have something to do now, we need to go to the village chief."

Uncle Zhang felt a little relieved, stretched out his hand to support the other side of him, and said to Heng Dao first, "You carry the child on your back, and Ajiu will leave it to me." Long? You don't even look at how pale your face is, go back and rest. There are big things to talk about after you rest. "

"Uncle Zhang..." An Zhengchu wanted to struggle.

Uncle Zhang stared: "You are really a child, don't you know what your body looks like? If you talk too much, I will send you to my grandson."

An Zhengchu opened his mouth, looked at the playful Hengdao, touched his nose and stopped talking.

Several people moved forward again.

Hengdao followed behind the hunters Uncle Zhang and An Zhengchu with the child on his back, looking around the hidden village in the forest without any trace.

The village is not big, and none of the players are seen, but there are quite a lot of NPCs.It was mid-afternoon, the sun was shining, and the NPCs were basically in their shops and houses, and the open doors could clearly see the situation on the road.

They walked all the way, and the NPCs in each room naturally saw it, and ran out one after another, and approached An Zhengchu to ask with concern.

An old man with the name "Doctor Sun Yuande" on his head came over and grabbed An Zhengchu's wrist without saying a word.

Everyone else fell silent and looked at him with bated breath.

An Zhengchu quickly explained: "Grandpa Sun, I'm really fine." Then he nodded to the other NPCs, "Thank you for your concern. I'm really fine, just tired."

Sun Yuande didn't speak, put down his hand, put it on the back of his shoulder, smelled the smell of the medicine on the wound, and then stroked his long beard and nodded: "It's really not a serious problem, just rest." He waved to others, "It's all gone."

Seeing this, the others heaved a sigh of relief, and expressed condolences to An Zhengchu again.An Zhengchu was moved and helpless, and together with Sun Yuande persuaded them to go back, they were willing to leave, and even the hunter Uncle Zhang was sent away by Sun Yuande.

Heng Dao, who was blocked at the periphery of the NPC pile and completely ignored, stared at An Zhengchu.

An Zhengchu turned his head and saw his gaze: "Why, what's wrong?"

Hengdao came over: "It's okay."

Sun Yuande looked at Heng Dao, then turned to Li Zhuling on his back: "What's wrong with this child?" He took the opportunity to feel the child's pulse.

An Zhengchu explained: "He's fine, he's just too tired and fell asleep."

Sun Yuande saw it, and he put down his hands: "Well. There are some minor problems with the heart and lungs—did you just experience a big change?"

An Zhengchu nodded, his complexion a bit bad: "Well, this kid just went through something—"

Sun Yuande shook his head: "You don't need to tell me about the outside world, you can go to Lao Zhang if you have something to do." He paused, looked at the empty basket behind An Zhengchu, then looked at Hengdao, and said, "Since there is nothing I'll go back." After speaking, before An Zhengchu could answer, he turned his back and Shi Shiran walked away.

An Zhengchu hastily bowed and sent him away: "Grandpa Sun, go slowly, I'll pick shepherd's purse later and give it to you."

Zhang Yuande waved his hands without looking back.

An Zhengchu breathed out lightly, and turned to greet Heng Dao: "Let's go, go to my house first."

Hengdao naturally had no objection, and followed him to continue walking, with deep thought in his eyes.This guy, the relationship with the NPC seems to be too good...

Walking all the way to the northwest corner of the village, turning into the end of a small road, a simple bamboo house came into view.

"Here we are." An Zhengchu stepped forward, pushed the door and turned his head, smiling apologetically at Heng Dao, "The house is simple, don't be disgusted."

Looking at it from this angle, when the corner of his right lip curled up a little, there was actually a small dimple.

Hengdao was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, shook his head, and walked forward: "It's okay——"

"boom!"

As if his head hit something invisible, Hengdao let out a muffled grunt, and took a step back.

"Fuck—you should at least open the authority of the room?"