Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

"How much is this?" With two fingers shaking in front of him, Lynch blinked and asked in confusion, "2?"

"Okay, it's okay," the controller breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, you almost had a big accident."

Lynch felt his head was heavy, as if he had slept for a long time and didn't wake up, "What happened to me?"

"Fortunately, we checked your auxiliary system, and it didn't report that you had an emotional connection with the characters in the small world. I'll tell you that you almost disappeared," the controller wiped his sweat. This was the most exhausting time he had ever done. The emotions are over, and the instrument is about to collapse, "It's late, there's no way, I'll cut off your memory too, forgive me, anyway, it's all the data of the small world, if you cut it, it will be cut off."

"Memory?" Lynch was a little confused, "What the hell am I doing? I'm not about to revisit the small world..."

"Well, let's go," the controller shook his head, "Going too far."

"Overfire?"

"It's not a good thing anyway, don't ask."

Lynch was surprised, such a dedicated and stable employee would not do good things in the small world?

"You rest for a while, I'll fill out a form, and someone will come to contact you about your follow-up processing." The controller was also exhausted, twisted his shoulders, kicked his legs, "I'm leaving, these two days may It is normal to have nausea and vomiting after-effects.”

Lynch wanted to sit up from the working cabin, but he was exhausted, so he could only lie down and nodded, "Thank you."

The controller left, but Lynch was still dazed.

Emotional connection?Not doing something good?Lynch tried his best to recall the plot he played in the small world. To be honest, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but he didn't know why it collapsed. Did he do anything strange when he went to replay the plot?

The memory was chopped off, and Lynch couldn't remember it at all. After lying down for a while, he really started to feel sick. He slowly moved down from the working cabin, and went to the bathroom to retch for a while.

After vomiting so badly, Lin Qi slowly raised his head. The face in the mirror, the double eyelids are not very deep, the eyes are neither big nor small, the nose is neither slumped nor straight, the mouth is neither thick nor thin, very standard and ordinary .

Phew, it was still a familiar face, Lynch finally regained a sense of security.

Two days later, the Alliance sent a letter saying that due to a system misoperation, Lynch made a huge mistake and ordered him to enter the Guardian School for re-training.

Lynch had no objection, and went back to the Guardian School on the alliance's special plane the next day.

The retrained Guardians and the new-level Guardians taught separately. Lynch searched for a long time and almost found the wrong classroom. He hung up the phone and followed the alliance's navigation to find the classroom.

The appearance of the classroom looked very different. There was a silver door with no windows. Lynch opened the door and entered. There was already a person sitting on the black sofa inside. The person seemed to be playing a game with his head down. To Lynch, Lynch knew that he was a natural person when he saw his outstanding face.

"Hi."

"Hello." After Lynch greeted him, he was dumbfounded. How dare he greet a natural person?

The natural man was very polite, got up and said, "Mo Yin."

Lynch heard his own voice calmly say again: "Lynch."

God, when did he become so courageous?Did he really do something bad in the small world?

After saying hello, Mo Yin sat down, Lynch hesitated for a moment, because there was only one big sofa, he also moved and sat down half a meter away from Mo Yin, looked around, this classroom was very empty, Except for this black sofa, it is all white and has no windows.

"Which department are you from?" Mo Yin's attitude was very casual, and he seemed to be very disapproving of the re-training.

Lynch said cautiously: "Men's tools department."

Mo Yin nodded with an 'oh', "What did you do wrong?"

Lynch thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure, anyway, I did something bad."

Mo Yin looked him up and down, sneered and said, "Just you?"

Lynch: "..."

Mo Yin stopped the game in his hand, and said casually: "I'm full-time to do things that I can't do well, the villain department of the whole channel, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Lynch was in awe, and sat up straight, "You, you have worked hard."

Mo Yin gave him a strange look, "What's the hard work?"

Lynch said nervously: "I heard that the villain department is under a lot of pressure."

Mo Yindao: "Who told you? Our department is the easiest. You just said that you are the male video tool department, right?"

Lynch nodded.

Mo Yin asked with interest: "What kind of work do you mainly do?"

Lynch said honestly: "Give equipment to the male lead, help the male lead block damage, and use death to motivate the male lead."

Mo Yin said: "Is this a human job?"

Lynch was at a loss for words again.

Mo Yin said: "After you go out, do something that people do."

Lynch heard that the villains are the most powerful characters, and he didn't dare to refute at the moment, but his mouth betrayed his will again, and he couldn't help saying: "I think what I did is also very meaningful."

"It's meaningful," Mo Yin lowered his head and indulged in the game again, "It's not interesting."

Lynch pursed his lips, thinking he thought it was very interesting.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a voice sounded in the room, "Welcome to the two guardians who are laid off and re-employment training. Here you will enter the virtual small world to exercise your respective roles. The auxiliary selection system will provide you with considerate support throughout the process." Please participate seriously and strive to return to your job as soon as possible.”

Lynch clenched his fist and said loudly, "I will work hard!"

Mo Yin on the side frowned, raised his head and said, "Why are you so excited?"

Lynch lowered his fist and whispered, "Work with passion."

Mo Yin looked at Lynch with incredible eyes, shook his head and said, "The alliance has picked up a ghost."

About 5 minutes later, Lynch's eyes blurred, and the scenery in front of him changed completely. A door with peeling paint and mottled carved patterns stood in front of him, and the bleak autumn wind brought a burst of coolness. Lynch knew that he had entered the virtual world, and bowed his head. He glanced at the dark blue robe on his body, and was still a little dazed.

"Hello Guardian, according to the department you are in, the arrangement is as follows: the fourth prince Liu Yan was imprisoned in the cold palace, and you are the only little eunuch in charge of the cold palace. Today is the first time you meet, what should I do? The following auxiliary options are available for selection: A. The desolate prince is bullied by thousands of people, search for his property, give him a show of authority, and let him know who is in charge here. B. The same is a poor child in the end of the world, but with gentleness and a smile Let him feel that there is true affection and true love in the world."

Based on experience, Lynch said without hesitation: "I choose B."

The auxiliary system directly kicked him out. Lynch's eyes blurred, and he was already sitting on the black sofa again. Mo Yin was sitting next to him and was still working. Lynch was puzzled and said, "Did I choose the wrong one? Tool man, don't I want to give warmth to the hero?"

An elegant voice sounded in the room, "Guardian, you are playing a tool man, not a saint, please make a reasonable choice according to your role."

Lynch has a headache, isn't his role a tool man?

"Narrow cognition is the beginning of mission failure. As a tool person, you really have to protect the male lead from harm, give him equipment, and die for the male lead when necessary, but you must also abide by the role of a tool person. Don't use too much sense of presence in the hero's world line, which is not conducive to the development of the hero's setting in the right direction."

"For example, the option just now, you chose B, what are the consequences?"

Lynch thought for a moment, "It's pretty good."

"Where's the good?"

"Comforted his wounded heart?"

"The hero's heart needs to go through a lot of tempering to become an emperor. Comfort will make him weak, and protection will make him fail to grow in the cold palace, and it will make your character occupy an excessive proportion of the hero's spiritual world."

Lynch felt as if he had been persuaded, "I kind of understand."

"Then, restart the virtual copy after 1 minute. Please note that the auxiliary system will provide you with choices throughout the process. When the selection error occurs three times, the copy will be judged to be a failure and will not be counted into the re-employment training points."

Lynch said, "How many points do I have to accumulate before I can return to work?"

"Based on your qualifications, it is determined that you can return to your post after accumulating [-] points."

"Then how many points can I accumulate in a world?"

"Between 1-5 points."

Lynch gasped. At least twenty virtual copies must be passed. This... is more than the world he has failed in. Is it so miserable to be laid off and reemployed?

Lynch didn't sigh for a while, the virtual copy restarted, it was still the door that was beaten by the autumn wind, and it was still the two options, this time Lynch knew it, and chose A.

His hand opened the door as if he had his own will. The inside of the room was slightly warmer than the outside, but it was still very cold. Lynch was not wearing thick clothes. He took a light breath and walked into the dilapidated hall, feeling cold A small pale blue figure was clustered on the couch.

Lynch's eyes widened. Still a child?

What does option A ask him to do?Steal his belongings?Give him a slap in the face?

Lynch has a headache, but since he has made a choice, there is nothing he can do. Who is not a social animal?

Tentatively, he stretched out his hand and pushed the person.

The cyan figure swayed softly, without any response.

"Hey——" Lynch realized that his voice was young and tender as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't seem to be too big. He made up his mind and pushed hard again, and the blue figure turned over. When Lynch saw his face Startled.

This should have been a pretty and lovely face. If you ignore the scar on his cheek, it still looks like a very fresh wound. The scab has just formed, and the wound runs from the corner of the eye to the mouth, as if someone didn't like it. Satisfied with his oval face, he cut an arc again on his face, the two eyelashes on the crimson face blinked tremblingly, and the hot air was exhaled dully from his mouth.

This is too miserable.

The good prince was slapped and thrown into the cold palace. Lin Qi hesitated for a long time, and was urged by the auxiliary system before reaching out to grope Liu Yan. The small body was limp. The jade pendant on Liu Yan's waist was done.

Unexpectedly, the auxiliary system said harshly: "Search, do you understand Search? You are taking advantage of it."

Lynch wrinkled his face and communicated with the auxiliary system, "He is still a child, so pitiful."

"Lin Qi, a native of Bingzhou, was sold into the palace at the age of seven. He suffered a lot of pain and humiliation. He couldn't eat enough, didn't have enough clothes to cover his body. Because of his handsome appearance, he was often bullied by fellow eunuchs..."

"Stop, stop," Lynch felt his scalp tingle, "I understand what you mean, I'm even more pitiful."

The auxiliary system said gently: "It's good that you understand."

Lynch still doesn't understand, just because he is a poor character, he has to deal with Liu Yan?In my heart, I convinced myself that this is just a virtual world, but I don't know why the sympathy for Liu Yan in front of me poured out like a spring from the bottom of my heart, as if Liu Yan was a real person.

He made up his mind to untie Liu Yan's belt, and Lin Qi carefully peeled off Liu Yan's clothes, revealing the golden beads hanging around Liu Yan's neck and the bruises on his body at the same time, Lynch's heart twitched slightly, a The prince, he doesn't look much better than his miserable eunuch.

The auxiliary system urged: "Pull the gold beads around his neck."

Lynch stretched out his hand silently, just as his hand touched the golden bead, those trembling eyes suddenly opened, and a strong light shot out from the black and white eyes, Lynch froze for a moment.

"When you searched Liu Yan's belongings, Liu Yan who was unconscious suddenly woke up. What should you do at this time? The following auxiliary options are available: A. Give him two slaps to make him faint again. B. Give him a slap Slap, let him clearly understand the cruelty of the harem."

Liu Yan was ecstatic, he thought he would never see Lynch again, and was about to speak when Lynch stretched out his hand and touched his face softly.

Liu Yan's face was numb, "You..."

The next moment, Liu Yan's face turned gray, and Lynch disappeared again.

Lynch, who was pulled out of the virtual world, was scolded by the auxiliary system, and the auxiliary system hated iron and steel: "What are you afraid of, you don't even dare to type a string of data?"

Lynch felt as if he had answered this question before, and said without thinking, "I'm afraid he will hurt."