Game design: I was exposed as a spoof player

After a series of tumbling, jumping, and hiding, Daimeier jumped directly from the highest point.

The screen turns.

"You're back, Altaïr."

When a man saw Altaïr, he greeted excitedly: "It's good that you are safe and sound, and this mission was successful, right?"

Altaïr did not respond, but asked, "Is the Master on the tower?"

"Yes, yes, as usual, in the sea of ​​books, waiting for your return."

"Thanks."

After some running, Dai Meier came to the highest point of the tower.

Doorway.

A person named Abbas greeted him immediately: "Altaïr, you are finally back."

"Well, Abbas."

"What about those two? You want to go ahead and come back to claim credit?" The man's tone was mocking: "I know, you don't like to share honor with others."

Altaïr said nothing.

"Oh, silence is the default." Abbas continued.

Altaïr raised his eyebrows: "Are you looking for something to do?"

Abbas waved his hand with difficulty: "No, I'm just passing on the instructor's reminder. He's waiting for you in the library."

"Yeah, no doubt about it, you can't wait to kiss your ass."

Altaïr was angry: "If you talk nonsense again, I will pierce your throat with the sword in my cuff, and let your blood flow, so that you can slowly enjoy the taste of death."

"Oh, don't be impulsive, you have a lot of time in the future." Abbas smiled and said.

Dumb girl frowned.

"Brothers, it seems that our Altaïr is not welcome."

"Old woman, he has already violated three of the three rules, and you still want him to be popular?"

"Then what he said to his teammates, he is simply a proper narcissist, an egomaniac."

"This kind of person has no friends. It's impossible to be popular."

"Old woman, I seriously doubt that you will be like him one day."

"..."

"Bah, bah, don't talk nonsense, I'm playing a game, so I don't care about you."

in the interface.

Altaïr came to the mentor, it was an old man.

"Artest, you're back, come on, tell me how the mission is going?"

"And you've retrieved the items from the temple."

The old man's tone was a little serious, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

"Master, something is wrong, Robert is not alone there."

"Hmmmm~"

Dumb Girl snorted coldly: "I don't want to touch Bilian."

"The task won't come as we imagined. Survival of the fittest is what made us." The instructor said lightly, thinking that there was just a little mistake in the middle.

After all, the Altaïr before him hadn't failed yet.

"I'm afraid it won't be so easy this time." Altaïr hesitated and said.

"What do you mean?"

The Mentor looked displeased, as if dissatisfied with Altaïr's attitude.

"I missed it."

"Where is the treasure?"

"lost."

"Where's Robert?"

"Escaped."

Hearing Altaïr's words, the mentor walked slowly to Altaïr's body, staring at Altaïr closely.

"I sent you, my most proud subordinate, to complete a mission more important than anything before. I didn't expect that you not only returned empty-handed, but also full of apologies and excuses?"

Dai Meier waved her fist: "That's right, Jiang is still old and hot."

"Oh, my male god, you really have no lower limit. If you don't know how to repent like this, you will lose me."

Hearing the mentor's dissatisfaction, Altaïr said, "Teacher, but..."

"Okay, stop talking, this is not what I want to see, I have to find someone else to do it." The mentor waved his hand, looking at Altaïr with sharp eyes.

"I swear I'll find him again, and..."

Altaïr was shocked in his heart, and wanted to keep it for a while.

"No, you don't have to do anything, you've done enough."

"What about the other two?"

The mentor frowned, seeing that Altaïr was alone, he asked aloud.

"Not here yet~"

"No, I'm not dead yet?"

A man's voice came from behind him, it was Altaïr's former companion.

At this moment, he was covered with scars, and one of his arms was already empty.

Glaring at Altaïr with both eyes: "At least, I'm still alive, all because of you."

"Hmm~" the dumb girl in front of the computer screen snorted again.

"Boys, this plot is too embarrassing, isn't it? It's simply the scene of a large-scale social death."

"Fuck, this plot is awesome. It's not like the protagonist of Long Aotian in the past, but the protagonist at the beginning destroys the three views, and it's so miserable. It suddenly feels a little interesting."

"According to the following plot, it should be put to death and survived, or sent to participate in a desperate mission! Nine deaths or ten deaths."

"I think it's possible to be expelled from the organization. The protagonist was so angry that he ran to assassinate him."

"Old woman, please continue to start your show."

"..."

Seeing that his companions had returned safely, Altaïr was shocked.

Damn, there are still survivors.

Glancing at the instructor, he quickly explained: "Robert threw me out of the secret room road and was blocked. I can't help you. I have nothing to do."

"Fart, that's because you didn't listen to my advice, all of this could have been avoided." The injured companion was angry.

If it wasn't for Altaïr, he wouldn't be like this.

If it wasn't for Altaïr, his younger brother would not be unable to come back.

"It's all because of you, your stupidity, your arrogance almost ruined our victory this time."

The more the man talked, the angrier he became, and he wished he could kill Altaïr with a sword.

The instructor didn't pay attention to these, but asked excitedly: "Almost? What do you mean by that?"

"Hmph!" The injured man snorted coldly: "Then your favorite student has no money to return."

After speaking, he beckoned behind him.

"Bring it here!"

A man walks in with a box.

"Pass it to the instructor, although it seems that what I got is not just a treasure."

A look of excitement suddenly appeared on the instructor's face: "That's great."

It's really another village, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.

Getting ready to reward a little wounded man.

A subordinate hurried in, his tone trembling: "Master is not good, we have been attacked."

"Ok?"

The instructor turned around: "Some people want to fight a war, well, we will fulfill them."

"Go, inform the others and get them ready."

At this point in the plot, Dumb Girl became interested again.

"Old irons, the plot of this game feels like watching a blockbuster movie, and it's a bit exciting."

"I think the painting style is better than Wumao's special effects, and it's quite interesting. Guess what Altaïr will do next?"

"Will you take the treasure away? Hhh"

"Anything is possible, I feel that this protagonist has no lower limit."