After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

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Consistent with the guess when they first set foot on the fourth floor, the behavior of this group of mutants is under the control of a certain leader.

"Blocking the fifth floor? It seems that we know that we are all on the fourth floor." Hua Xue hugged Harry to the desk and touched her back trembling with fear.

"But the clock tower, the commanding height of the eighth district, is on the twelfth floor. Is it really necessary to trap candidates on the fifth floor?" Li Jize muttered while holding a flashlight.

The beam of the flashlight shines on a piece of paper with intricate patterns, and a pen is poking large and small ticks and forks.

Wang Ji, who was being studied by Kondo next to him, said helplessly, "That's to control the firepower of the examinees."

"How much the level rises is equal to how much ammunition is given to us."

on the other hand.

Qin Mo raised half of his eyebrows and stopped the man's hand holding the pen: "The first to fourth floors are all our resources."

"Yeah." The tip of the pen stopped on the fifth floor, and Qi Yan added: "Using the only resources, the fifth floor must be cleared."

"Then what are you waiting for, walk around and lick your equipment!" Wang Ji stretched his waist, wishing to leave the office immediately.It's better to go out and wander around than to huddle together and rummage through blueprints.

He took the flashlight from Li Jize's hand and instructed everyone who went out. "Search as clean as possible."

After all, there should be more than a thousand mutants.

……

"Kondo is also following us?" He sat on the leather sofa and looked at the drawings full of annotations.

Qin Mo raised his wrist, pinched the source of the light beam, and laughed: "Otherwise? Tianshui pays all day, why don't you just play along."

water wages...

Qi Yan smiled slightly, and said helplessly, "It's quite free to be a reference."

Not only is the work interesting, but there is also enough personal time, and the salary looks pretty good.

"The little dwarf doesn't play cards according to common sense, so don't worry." The other party saw through his thoughts and said in a casual tone: "Since she is here, she can't be driven away."

indeed.

"Speaking of which, do you still remember the first day you became a referee? The system will allow the champion in the examination area to submit suggestions for improvement."

of course I remember.

"Guess what the little man said."

"Free chips and a Coke?" was all he could think of.

"Tsk, it's much more than that. The little man's opinion that day was to replace the supervisor."

Qi Yan laughed out loud.

"Still laughing? I was an underage kid at the time. Is Kondo going too far?"

Qi Yan smiled and nodded.

"Hmm, is that funny?"

Qi Yan smiled and shook his head.

How could Qin Mo know that the method of coaxing the young champion of his family to smile is so simple and simple, his eyes are glued to the smiling face and cannot be diverted.

Fuck, it's so pretty.

"She was the first batch of examinees, and she was older than you at that time, so of course she couldn't bear to see a child educate herself with a sullen face." Qi Yan, who didn't know it, continued to smile at him, as if he had been educated by this child.

"What's wrong with being young?" Qin Mo rubbed his thumb against the back of his neck covered in red marks, and approached him unsuspectingly: "In "Love Letter", a sophomore in high school can even cry big brother."

Little friend, big brother...

He caught off guard and took a deep breath, hesitating: "Who, who is crying."

After finishing speaking, I saw the corners of the other party's mouth twitched triumphantly.

"However, how old were you at that time?" Although Wang Ji said that a group of children entered the examination room for the first time, how old were you?

"...forgot." Although he didn't want to mention the past, he really didn't mind if it was shown to Qi Yan. "About thirteen or fourteen?"

"Thirteen or fourteen years old, that's too young..." Ordinary children are just the age at which they are pampered.

Qin Mo straightened one of his long, curved legs, and his heels just rested on the low tea table: "It's not bad, otherwise the exam would be such a waste of time, and if you get older, you should be an old man after the exam."

As if he was afraid that the other party would not understand, he continued: "For example, there is such a chapter in "The Genius is on the Left, the Madman is on the Right" and it's called Life and Death."

"Life in the morning and death in the evening." was the first small question that Qi Yan passed.

"Well, I haven't been in the system for a long time, and I have actually read this book to assess the degree of difficulty of the exam." Qin Mo turned to look at him, like a primary school student writing a narrative essay.

"This kind of... sickness." He grabbed Qi Yan's hand and smiled a little: "I have it too."

"Life and death, every day is brand new."

Not only memory, but even knowledge and physical fitness, even after three or five years of training, as soon as night comes, the parameters will be modified by themselves.

"How long have you been there?" Qi Yan clenched his hands a little bit.

March and April?

"Three years."

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes.

Three years...

"Sounds scary, doesn't it?" This sentence comes with a self-deprecating smile.

Qi Yan didn't say anything.

It should be, it sounds... quite distressing.

"I was still young at that time." Qin Mo first found an "excuse" for himself, as if to balance his psychological shadow.

As he spoke, he pulled up half of his skirt.

—that brooch shone brightly.

"Little champion, you are so smart, you must have been thinking about what this thing is a year ago, right?"

Good words.

Qi Yan replied: "Whoever makes the system too public, every referee must bring it."

Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arm on his shoulder. "How much did you guess?"

Qi Yan glanced at him, "The brooches of Kondo and the others are serial numbers, nothing more than the sorting of reference staff, or the system's identification certificate. And yours is quite special..."

When I first met him, I actually noticed it, after all, it was obvious.

"Until the other day I was like...that's an acronym."

Qin Mo smiled, "What about now?"

"..."

Qi Yan covered his forehead with one hand, and didn't seem to want to speak: "When we first met, I asked what your name was, and you pointed at the brooch."

The tone is full of complaints.

More than a year ago, neither of them could understand each other.

At that time, apart from mocking him, Qin Mo didn't even have a word to spare.

"Didn't I just casually... say two words?"

Then Qin Mo readily accepted the name, and deliberately emphasized that his "ink" is the "ink" of "pen, ink, paper and inkstone".

"What's the matter, I think it sounds good."

It sounds good.

If Qi Yan didn't guess that it was his nonsense.

"I also said at the time, is there a set of Four Treasures of the Study in the system?"

Black history, Qi Yan really couldn't bear to listen to it.

"Actually, I quite like this name, much better than the supervisor." Qin Mo stroked his hair.

"Where is it..." He couldn't refuse this kind of intimate movement, his earlobes were dyed red, and only his mouth remained stiff.

"Very human-like."

Qi Yan looked up at him, still calm.But I suddenly came back to my senses: "QM, quality inspection and management..."

"Hmm." Qin Mo didn't hesitate.

"How? Is it not as nice as Qin Mo? Although my surname seems to be Qin."

It's not a question of whether it sounds good or not.

It turns out...it's just a code name set by the system.

—Little, cold character names.

He suddenly remembered what Kondo said:

"Although the system organizes internal appointments and candidates according to rational and logical thinking. However, one person is excluded..."

"Or to put it another way, I once found that in addition to "favoring" the supervisor, the system will also "punish" him. Although the number of times is very small..."

"Before that, I always thought that the system would never attack the administrator anyway, only to find that it happened once or twice. Later, I found out that the supervisor seemed to be forced to work in the system just like us. Maybe he I have also thought about various ways to leave."

Qi Yan's eyes were glued to his face, and he couldn't move away for a while.

Really like to make people feel bad, this guy does it on purpose.

So?

In fact, before him, no one had called him by his name for a long time. He just called him the supervisor when he saw the abbreviation of the code name.

As if that person was born for the system, death can only be handed over to the system.

The system bug that seems to have the most power is actually the person who is the most tightly bound.

"What's wrong? Look at your face about to cry." Qin Mo stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him.

"I... nothing..."

"Okay, no kidding," he continued.

"From participating in the special training selection when I was a teenager to now, most of my memories are life in the system. Follow the initial commands of the system and complete the difficulty test of each exam."

It's like talking about someone else's life.

The tone is lazy.

"I guess, the system must have been immature at that time, and it was almost crashed a few times. Of course, I didn't have a few breaths left."

"So, I'm the first batch of candidates in the system. Although I can't remember the faces of other candidates, I'm the only one who survived."

Survive and become a supervisor.

Never leave again.

"Ah, then I grew up. One day I got drunk and thought it would be better if I didn't survive the selection and died than being an administrator in the system."

"To be honest, I used to enjoy doing exam questions. I could make things difficult for the examinees when I had nothing to do, and then compete with the newly appointed referees."

"Sometimes I thought about escaping, blowing up a system or making a suicide reference. Later, I was sent to the examination room by this damn system."

"That's it..."

He paused.

"The system time should be several decades. But the real time, I guess, is more than ten years."

"I've been wearing this brooch since I passed the exam. After a long time, I really doubted that I was a genuine NPC."

"My beautiful life, which was muddled and conscientious, spent countless dimensions of time and space, but I never thought it would be cut off by you."

Qi Yan was uncomfortable hearing it, his voice had long been hoarse and he couldn't speak.

Qin Mo could only look at him with a smile, and leaned closer: "There was an exam on a ranch, do you remember?"

"……do not remember."

He wanted to stop, because he felt uncomfortable.

"It's full of plague, and there are red rashes on the body? Can't remember?"

"...I forgot long ago."

"Okay, then I have to remember it myself."

Qin Mo seemed to be smiling: "That exam can be regarded as a system punishment. To be honest, I was lying in that wine cellar at the time, and I really wanted to die just like that."

But then...

The author has something to say: Qin Mo: Ah, I’m so pitiful, I need to be kissed by Qi Yan to continue bombing the system