Welcome to Nightmare Game III

It was the first time that Xiaoxiao came to the restaurant of the reception banquet as a professional, and Xiaoxiao felt very flustered.

She has not been in the nightmare world for a long time, and she still has some old habits. She couldn't help taking the mobile phone she brought from the real world out of the inventory, and then she was very helpless in the face of the non-existent signal.

I really want to search for "what should be paid attention to when having dinner with colleagues and leaders for the first time"!

"Wow, this phone looks like a new model." The creator poked his head out from behind her, and fiddled with her phone curiously.

"It would be great if it works, when will there be WIFI in Twilight Township." Xiao Xiao sighed.

"You want to talk about the Internet, right? This is a bit difficult. In the real world, it took about 50 years from the invention of the Turing machine to the emergence of the World Wide Web, but don't worry, we can take shortcuts. The difference between the technology tree of the future nightmare world and the present world It will only grow bigger and bigger. The civilization here is destined to embark on a path that combines magic, alchemy, theology, world rules, system props and traditional science. I will tell you secretly that the core technology of the crystal refinery is mainly based on the magic circle Yes, we also invited a lot of magic consultants to be technical guides," said the Creator.

Xiao Xiao admired: "It sounds really interesting."

The creator put her shoulders on her shoulders: "Although the Internet can't be created for the time being, but with the weird technology tree here, artificial intelligence and virtual reality games will appear earlier than the Internet."

Xiao Xiao was surprised: "Really? You can play all virtual reality games?"

The creator made a grimace: "Actually, you have already played it. Don't you think that the mission you received in the mission station is very similar to a virtual reality game?"

This sentence made Xiao Xiao stunned.

Compared with some randomly triggered tasks and mandatory tasks, the difficulty of the tasks received in the task station is optional. Even if you die in the task, the number of days of survival will be deducted at most, and the player will hardly be obliterated. Players can take the task after weighing it. It is much safer than uncontrollable accidental missions-the missions triggered in the main world often have no bottom line, and the accidental factors are so uncontrollable.

If you think about it carefully, the task issued by accepting the task is really like playing a virtual reality game.

Xiao Xiao asked: "It was introduced in the school that the task place is unique to Twilight Township, and it doesn't exist in other fields. I think it seems...how should I describe it, it seems to exceed the power that a field should have .”

The creator blinked: "This is a secret that only the boss will know. Maybe you will know when you become a certain student."

Xiao Xiao asked again: "I'm still confused. How did the NPCs in the dungeon mission come from? Did they fabricate them out of thin air? But when I read their minds, I can clearly read their voices."

The creator was taken aback: "The NPC in the copy also has mental activities?"

Xiao Xiao nodded: "Yes, but not all of them. According to my observation, some important NPCs usually exist. In this regard, they are not much different from the aborigines in the nightmare world, or even us."

The creator pondered: "That's right. I've heard of a case where the Prophet brought the NPC in the dungeon back to the nightmare world, but the teacher told me clearly that he can't do it now, maybe it needs domain-level power... "

When the two girls were chatting, they always got sidetracked by accident. The two of them blocked the door of the box, chatting from tasks to life, and finally the topic turned into love.

"So, who is your boyfriend?" Xiao Xiao asked curiously.

"He's an idiot." The creator didn't show any face to his boyfriend, and simply complained, "Don't mention him, I will get angry when I talk about him!"

The unstoppable curiosity was stirred up again, Xiaoxiao wanted to activate [Annoying Mind-Reading Girl] without thinking, this skill allowed her to always find the answer she wanted to know, the feeling of being satisfied with this kind of curiosity was amazing fascinated.

"What are you two doing standing at the door?" Mr. Qi asked standing behind the two.

Both the creator and Xiaoxiao were taken aback, especially Xiaoxiao. She hadn't heard Mr. Qi's footsteps at all just now, but when she was suddenly interrupted, she felt guilty of being caught for doing something bad.

"Just chatting, you also want to take care of this?" The creator scolded him.

"I didn't want to, but you blocked the door." Mr. Qi said with a smile.

"Where is the old master, you left him in the trial court and came first?" the creator asked.

"How is that possible? He went to the bathroom. He was probably smoking, so I won't accompany him." Mr. Qi said, and went in to take a seat.

The Creator snorted, walked straight into the dining room, and sat down on the seat to the left of Mr. Qi.

Xiao Xiao stood by the door, staring blankly at the big round table that could seat more than a dozen people.There were two big round tables, and they were all empty so far. Sisi went to order food, but she forgot to ask where she should sit.

Xiao Xiao is a person with a little common sense. She vaguely knows that there are particulars about the seating positions in formal occasions, but she is confused about the specifics.Shouldn't she just pretend to go to the toilet and come back and find an empty seat when everyone is here?

"Come here too, Xiaoxiao, sit next to the creator." Mr. Qi, who had just finished a message with his hair down, noticed her embarrassment, and kindly pointed out the seat for her.

Xiaoxiao sat down as if she had been pardoned.

She started worrying again, she had never drank alcoholic beverages other than beer, and she didn't like to drink. Every time she saw her father come home drunk after a party, she didn't want to drink at all.She didn't know whether to toast later, if she had to toast, should she first toast to today's guest of honor, President Fu?You should respect Mr. Qi first.

Xiaoxiao covered her forehead with her hands in pain, oh my god, why did she travel to a place where she needs to be beaten and killed, she has done all the murders and arson, and she has to enter the workplace to study the wine table culture, which is too human Is it real?She is only 19 years old this year!

This sense of fear reached its peak when the staff arrived and began to choose wine.

Xiao Xiao stared blankly at Fu Yue who happily reported everyone's favorite wine, why is he so proficient?How could he remember what wine everyone was drinking?

"This store has a wide range of wines, ranging from wine from the devil world to kumiss from the grassland tribes. What kind of wine does the little girl drink?" Fu Yue asked enthusiastically.

Xiaoxiao feels embarrassed, is it not good that she is the only one who doesn't drink?

Mr. Qi glanced at her calmly, and asked, "Has Xiaoxiao ever drunk?"

Xiao Xiao understood the meaning of this sentence, and quickly shook her head: "No, I don't drink well."

There is an obvious contradiction in this sentence. When she got nervous and said something wrong, Mr. Qi seemed not to notice it at all. He said naturally: "Then bring her some drinks."

Xiaoxiao once again felt amnesty, and said happily, "Then I want to drink juice."

Fu Yue looked at the menu, but he didn't mean to persuade him to drink: "Success, I'll bring you a juice."

The creator who went to the bathroom just now came back and yelled, "I want juice too!"

Fu Yue couldn't believe it: "Why don't you drink anymore? Aren't you very good at drinking?"

The creator shook his undried hands after washing, pulled out the chair and sat down, and said angrily, "I'm here as an aunt, blood is flowing like a river, drink a ghost!"

Xiaoxiao was confused again. The creator is indeed a person who would like to eat kittens when he is in a daze.

Fu Yue seemed to be quite used to her character, and scratched his chin to help her read the menu: "It's not good for the juice to be cold, can I bring you some hot drinks?"

The creator grabbed his menu and looked at it: "I want to drink milk tea."

Mr. Qi suddenly said faintly: "I also want to drink milk tea."

The tone of his words was very soft, without the faint strength that was revealed in the gentleness when he spoke in the office, on the contrary, he seemed to express his wishes a little bit aggrieved.

Fu Yue said angrily: "No, everyone at the next table is drinking, how can you, as the leader, not drink?"

Mr. Qi said frankly: "Only when you are a leader can you stop drinking. No matter how verbose you are, I will ask the next table not to drink. Let's drink milk tea together."

Fu Yue was stunned by his immoral speech, and the Creator laughed eccentrically: "You don't know that you have been out for half a year. Recently, the dog reporter has been staring at him all day to make big news. The latest hits this morning are him, Si Lin and the Illusionist." Drunk and beat up the dog reporter in the middle of the night."

Xiao Xiao glanced at her sideways: In the morning, you swore in the car that this was fake news, you were crazy about reporter Xun, and you wanted me to join the "Mr. Qi Honor Protection Association".

Fu Yue was really interested: "Then I have to make up a good lesson."

Mr. Qi said helplessly: "That's unnecessary. I read newspapers every day, no matter whether it is the special page of the court or the gossip page, and I feel that the person written in it is not me."

Everyone laughed.

Mr. Qi said depressingly: "Anyway, give me milk tea quickly, if you don't give me milk tea, I'm going to die."

The food arrived, and the speed of serving the food in this Chinese restaurant was very gratifying. Just after Mr. Qi introduced Xiaoxiao to everyone, the dishes were ready, and the taste was very good. The wine table culture is forgotten.Because she was pleasantly surprised to find that there were no such rules at all in the courtroom gatherings. Everyone just chatted, ate, and those who drank drank and those who drank drank. No one was toasting, and the only person who "toasted" was Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi was drinking milk tea—he finally won the right to drink milk tea in a shameless way—and shamelessly clinked glasses with Fu Yue’s white wine with a milk tea cup, saying it was a toast. Fu Yue rolled his eyes, Protecting the glass, he ducked to the side, cursing and despising his truancy, and then ran to the next table with the glass to drink with a group of rough women and the captain of the executioner.

Xiaoxiao was observing the interaction between Mr. Qi and Fu Yue. During half a meal, she roughly figured out the completely different personalities of the two of them.Judge Fu is a very traditional man in all aspects, including his drinking habits. He likes to have a lively drink with others, and when he gets drunk, he starts to step on the stool and punch.One can tell at a glance that he probably lived with a large family when he was a child, and the male elders in the family would take him to drink, play chess and talk dirty, making the room full of the smell of alcohol and noise.But he didn't have the bad habit of forcing others to drink, which made Xiao Xiao very lucky.

But Mr. Qi obviously didn't grow up in this kind of environment. Although he doesn't know what his family is like, Xiao Xiao feels that it is definitely not a family that likes to drink.Judging from his behavior, his parents should have a good relationship and the family atmosphere is relaxed and equal.He could see at a glance that she was at a loss during the first dinner, and he helped her deal with it calmly. He is a character who pays attention and cares about others.Little intuition that he learned this from his father, because a husband who cares about his wife is more likely to let the boys in the family learn to take care of the opposite sex around him than a wife who cares about her husband.

When Xiaoxiao used her intuition to make guesses without theoretical basis, Sisi whispered to her the group of people who came to eat today, mainly the middle-level members of the Heresy Tribunal, as well as various executioners. Team leader.

Xiaoxiao was very curious about the whereabouts of the captain of the executioner who Judge Fu had mentioned, so she immediately asked Sisi.

"Oh, you said him, his code name is Gemini, look at the next table, that handsome guy who is thinking about life." Sisi pointed in a certain direction with his chopsticks.

Xiao Xiao took a closer look, and found that most of the table was occupied by men, but the one who attracted the most attention was a handsome guy seated by the window.

Xiao Xiao looked at him with sympathy in his eyes - she saw in Gemini's heart the picture of him getting up this morning, he lifted the quilt in horror, and there were three strange naked men who were more beautiful than Huajiao lying on the bed.

Capitalized miserably.

"The man next to him who is wearing a doctor's suit with the same skin color as the corpse is also the captain of the executioner. We call him a forensic doctor. You can tell from the name that he is an anatomy enthusiast and likes to collect various human and animal skulls. He is not very good at it. Talk, you don’t have to care about what you hear. He used to say that Mr. Qi’s skull is very beautiful. He hoped that Mr. Qi would give the skull to him after he died. He was beaten up by the Creator when he heard it. Recently, he was studying the blood of demons. Identification, if you catch the devil, you can exchange it with him for a bounty, and his price is very good."

The forensic doctor was shaking the goblet full of wine, his eyes seemed to be studying how similar it was to blood.

Without any surprise, Xiaoxiao read "Common Demon Blood Analysis Report: Blood Race Chapter" in his mind.

"Next to the forensic doctor is the captain of the executioner code-named Bloodborn. His skin color is similar to that of the forensic doctor. In fact, he was accidentally transformed by a vampire. A vampire is also a kind of demon, but because he was transformed, after killing the vampire who transformed him , His mind is still clear and will not be controlled. But he has to wear sunscreen when he goes out during the day, he can’t eat normal food, he can only drink blood and wine, oh, he can eat Maoxuewang.”

The little thief secretly read his mind, and accidentally found that the Bloodborn was staring at the wine, thinking about how much blood the forensic doctor had drawn from him for research two days ago, and why he weakly ate five servings of hair the size of a washbasin when he woke up from the coffin. Only when Xuewang felt that the burning in his stomach stopped.If he had known earlier, he would not have sold his body for this little money. It was poverty that killed him.

Now Xiaoxiao knows where the forensic analysis report materials come from, and she would use the nearby colleagues to obtain materials.

The mind-reading skills have cooled down, Xiaoxiao silently listened to Sisi's introduction, and tried to memorize their appearance and looks. If she didn't remember, she planned to go back and look at the roster of the Inquisition Tribunal. She would definitely not be able to memorize the roster of hundreds of people. Come down, but at least remember these people who came to eat today.

The dinner party was over, and everyone went home together in twos and threes. The creator was annoyed and went to work overtime because he received a temporary notification of a failure in the crystal refinery. Sisi and Xiaoxiao watched her leave sympathetically.

Fu Yue was so drunk that he sat on a chair blankly looking at the chandelier above his head in a daze. Mr. Qi asked the restaurant to serve a hangover soup for him to drink down.A tragic thing happened, Fu Yue threw up holding the large soup bowl on the dining table.

"If you don't listen to me telling you to drink less than two cups, don't come to me to save your liver when your liver cirrhosis occurs." Mr. Qi scolded him.

Fu Yue vomited for a while, grabbed the napkin, wiped his mouth, and grinned without a smile: "Now you are the only one who persuades me to drink less."

Mr. Qi didn't speak, and took a hot towel from the waiter to cover his face.

Sisi on the side sighed and helped Fu Yue wipe his face. After wiping, he said to Mr. Qi: "I live close to Chief Judge Fu. I'll take him back later."

Mr. Qi nodded: "If his kennel can't accommodate people, you can ask someone to clean it for him tomorrow. Otherwise, if he dies in it, the neighbor next door won't be able to smell the smell of corpse."

Sisi responded, and said, "It's getting late, you should go back early."

"Xiaoxiao?" Mr. Qi turned to look at Xiaoxiao who was standing by the door, "I'll take you back."

Xiao Xiaozheng looked at Fu Yue in a daze, and nodded in a daze.

"Bye bye, bye bye!" Fu Yue woke up a little, and waved to them with a smile, "Drink to your heart's content next time!"

Mr. Qi who had already led Xiaoxiao out of the house replied unceremoniously: "Next time you will also drink milk tea."

The lively party is over.The business district where this restaurant is located is adjacent to Lucky Plaza. When I walked out of the restaurant, I saw a first-quarter moon above my head, but I couldn’t see a few stars. Whenever I saw it, I always felt homesick.

On this day, she read the travel notes, shed tears, basked in the sun, listened to divination, ate a dinner with mixed flavors, and met many people with stories.

She is always easily moved by the story, revealing an overly emotional melancholy.

"Did you enjoy the dinner today?" Mr. Qi suddenly asked.

"Very happy." Xiaoxiao swallowed the complexity in her heart, and showed a bright smile without hesitation, "Very, very happy."

The author has something to say:

PS: Le Mei's character is quite caring for people around her. At the beginning of the first part, he handed tissues to Xue Yingying, who he didn't know, but was scolded, miserable.

I want to write about the daily life of happy sand sculptures, but there is always a heavy place when I write.It shouldn't be my problem. This story takes place in a heavy background, and everyone is carrying a lot of things.But these things will make everyone feel more substituting for the atmosphere of the nightmare world.

PPS: Mr. Qi, the life mentor, finally got the opportunity to preach. He caught up with Xiaoxiao and prepared to have a heart-to-heart talk. His conversation level has improved a lot.