Why are the supporting characters who are just playing the plot so dumb again?

As for what Qin Qing is doing at the moment?

She had already gone to the mission hall at the same time as the group of people from the airship team who "committed suicide" to guide them into the small world...

After all, the person she cosplays is the "master", and she has to lead a group of "apprentices"...

The first and second groups left behind in Shen Jue's world were less than a hundred people in total.

The remaining four hundred people poured into the mission hall almost at the same time, almost crowding the mission hall, which was not small in the first place.

From time to time, people approaching the display wall of Small World read the introduction of Small World and exclaimed "Wow--", which made the people standing in the middle ask curious questions and squeeze to the outside...

The problem is that more than 400 people are like sardines packed into a can. It's hard to turn around and they can't squeeze through!

As a result, the entire mission hall instantly became noisy like a large vegetable market...

There are only more than 60 "outsiders" like Qin Qing, but now their local "workers" have increased to more than 400 people.

However, the only "outsiders" who have pass tokens and can provide cross-border guidance are Qin Qing and Fang Yue.

Two people compared to more than 400 people, this is equivalent to Qin Qing and Fang Yue needing to guide more than 400 people at the same time...

At this moment, Fang Yue has not appeared in the mission hall in the small world, and it is not easy for anyone to disturb him from doing the mission.

Therefore, among Shen Jue and his group, the only one who can see and be familiar with at the moment is Qin Qing. If you have anything to do, you can only ask Qin Qing.

Qin Qing's head was buzzing after being asked, and he almost exploded. He hurriedly stuffed them all into the small world.

The walls in the mission hall instantly increased by hundreds, and the entire hall was almost made into a circle. There was no need to queue up to wait in line for the new small world to be "online".

The speed at which the illusion consciousness creates the small world can hardly keep up with the speed at which they enter the small world.

Qin Qing wiped his sweat and thought it was almost over.

But as soon as Qin Qing kicked the last tasker into the small world, the cross-border token automatically popped up on the screen...

The taskmaster burst into tears, "Sister, how come there are ghosts and ghosts in the campus sweet love world of "Senior Falling in Love with Me"... It's so scary, so scary!"

Qin Qing's eyes were wandering, and she felt a little guilty...

How can there be so many elementary and simple novice worlds in the mission hall?

In other words, a world that is too simple may not require "taskmasters" to go in and "fine-tune" it!

Therefore, if the ordinary world is not enough for these four hundred people, it is inevitable that some people will be stuffed into a slightly "unscientific" world.

The original world of Shen Jue and his friends was a purely technological world. Except for Shen Jue who accidentally saw the blue soul, no one else had ever seen the ghost species.

And "Senior Falling in Love with Me" seems okay at first glance, and it is indeed a campus sweet love... But... "Senior" is a ghost...

The supernatural world is indeed not suitable for novices who have just become "mission takers" and have no skills. However, if the illusion consciousness does not give so many novices a world, there is nothing Qin Qing can do!

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win, and we will have the momentum!

Qin Qing waved his hand: "Are you afraid of a nuclear explosion? Which is worse, a single kill or a group kill?"

The taskmaster cried, "But I don't know how I can break that ghost's defense?"

He couldn't hit the ghost with any weapon he tried, so there was nothing he could do?

Qin Qing quickly dug out the space, rummaged through the supplies, found the cinnabar, talisman paper, and talisman pens pressed at the bottom of the box, drew a bunch of talismans, and stuffed them in.

By the way, he wrote down a copy of the "Fu Lu Manual" and stuffed it into him, "Hurry up and learn it. There are so many skills that you can't overwhelm yourself. Believe me, you can do it."

The taskmaster, holding the talisman in his left hand and the booklet in his right hand, looked confused and tried to piece together his broken outlook on life again, and tried to build himself up mentally:

"Ghost is a special species..."

"Weapons don't have to be produced by technology. They can be comparable to bombs just by drawing them with a brush on paper..."

Fall, he can't understand!

Forget it, never mind, as long as it works...

Qin Qing had just taught him a little bit more when another cross-border projection came out.

"Ah ah ah, sister, there is an insect infestation here..."

Qin Qing was disgusted: "You are not afraid of nuclear explosions. You tell me you are afraid of bugs?"

"No sister, it's big!"

Qin Qing was confused: "How big is it? Is it as big as Godzilla..."

"Isn't that true? It's only as high as a seven-story building, but they are crawling all over the planet."

Qin Qing was amused and said, "Ask if there are any technicians in your group and quickly make a poison detector by hand."

For those who were exposed to high technology on a daily basis before the nuclear explosion, this was as simple as modern people going to a small shop to repair their mobile phones.

With a little bit of hands-on ability and some simple tools, you can make a simple poison detector by hand in minutes...

However, a certain mission worker was very puzzled, "Why do you want to use a poison detector?"

Qin Qing simply hates the fact that iron cannot become steel!

"You're much luckier than your friend next door. He can't eat ghosts, but what you encounter is meat. If it's not poisonous, one can feed hundreds of people for half a year..."

In a small world that was being ravaged by interstellar bugs, a certain "worker" working in logistics seemed to have been opened to a new world.

The end of the world? Short of food? It's okay, Sister Qin said, if there is no food, he will have meat...

From then on, this mission worker went crazy. When he saw any weird interstellar Zerg, his first reaction was not to be afraid.

Instead, my mind is full of thoughts: Which piece is poisonous? Which one is not poisonous? Look at this body, it's so fat, look at this jumping ability, the legs must be chewy...

Well, is it braised or steamed? Why don't you add some cumin and some chili pepper and try it...

So, when encountering the raging interstellar Zerg, ordinary people trembled, while the soldiers clenched their weapons and attacked cautiously.

A logistics reminder: "Attention, frontline combatants, please aim and shoot, and please maintain the integrity of the enemy insect's body..."

Although the soldier was puzzled, he did as he was told...

The interstellar bugs were annihilated, and a certain logistics officer immediately transformed into the leader of the "cooking team".

Dismember the body, chop it into pieces, test for poison into pieces, throw away the poisonous ones, put away the non-toxic ones...

Then, heat the pot, heat oil, fry the sugar, add some seasoning, sprinkle some salt...

The little soldier who was besieged by bugs, had limited supply of nutrient solution for a limited time, and was hungry every day was shocked. He was crazy. Is this thing edible?

A certain logistics officer picked up a piece of insect-leg version of "Kung Pao Chicken", put it close to the hungry soldier's nose and asked, "Does it taste good?"

The hungry interstellar soldier looked straight in his eyes, swallowed crazily and said, "Xiang, Xiang is crying!"

A logistician asked: "It's not poisonous, it's fragrant, it can fill your stomach, and it can also increase your fighting power... If you don't eat it, are you waiting for it to eat you?"

The interstellar soldiers have realized that either they are a loser or the other party is a loser... Let's fight!

It is conceivable that the human beings in this small world that is being ravaged by the interstellar Zerg are about to be completely distorted and become crazy workers...

A certain logistics person threw the fragrant insect-leg version of "Kung Pao Chicken" that was burned on his hand into his mouth...

"It smells so damn good...it makes me cry!"

He quickly couriered it back and gave it to his teammates to try. By the way, he suggested to his teammates in other small worlds to quickly start a cross-border import and export trade business. He didn’t have much seasoning...