Take Taobao with you to another world

The soft leather sole stepped on the concrete floor silently. Even though these feet walked farther than most people, the skin covered by the strong muscles and bones still looked flawless, and the dull cloth hung down to the ankles. In fact, this kind of standard trousers has no commendable tailoring, and there is even a piece of stitching at the bottom, but the wearer is completely unaware of this.His pace was almost calm, but his forward speed was very fast. Many people noticed his passing, and when they looked up, they could only see the distant figure.

The breeze blows through the corridor, and all the windows are wide open. Students of different ages and ethnic groups are sitting in the classroom, holding pens to the test papers on the table. Teachers are standing on the podium and walking in the aisle. The voice came out.It was a calm, peaceful morning, everything was going on in order, as if it was completely undisturbed by anything happening outside.He stepped up the steps, step by step, until at the last step, he raised his eyes.

Yun Shen turned over a page of documents, stopped, and turned his head.

He stood up.

"Tian Lan." The young man walked straight towards him, and Yun Shen raised his hand to welcome him into a hug.

The touch of the hair tip brushing against the cheek is much softer than it looks on the outside, Yun Shen tilted his head slightly, the white teeth that fell to the side of the neck brought a tingling pain, Yun Shen patted his back lightly, after a short pause, He let him go.

"I'm a little tired." Fan Tianlan said in a low voice.

"Thank you." Yun Shen looked up at his face with gentle eyes, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Then Fan Tianlan lay down on the sofa, Yun Shen poured a glass of water over, he sat down with his hand, and then the young man put his head on his lap and said, "I want to hear your voice."

Yun Shen looked down into his eyes, thought for a while, took out a thick notebook from under the coffee table in front of the sofa, and opened it.

"We talked about it last time—" Yun Shen said, picking up the leaf bookmark and clipping it to the front page, leaning back on the rattan backrest of the sofa, "—the ultimate cause of all social changes and political changes is the method of production and A change in the way of exchange."

His voice was calm, steady, and as neutral as he described it.

"People's self-identity comes from blood, religion, language, history, values, customs and systems, but it is not history, religion and belief, but economy that determines the superstructure of a country. All political behaviors in human society They are all manifestations of economic laws..."

In his voice, the young man with his head resting on his lap drooped his eyelashes, his thick black braids hung around his shoulders and neck to the ground, his breathing was slow and inaudible, like a deep sleep.

Yun Shen put one hand on his back and patted it up and down. Most of the time his eyes stayed on the slightly rough surface of the notebook. There is a difference, Yun Shen thought about it and occasionally stopped to write, until there was no new content on the paper, he closed the notebook, and looked at the opposite side.His voice didn't stop.

"...'The greatest lesson history has taught people is that people don't learn from history. At the same time, history also tells us that even those who know history don't learn from history.'"

After reading this sentence, he pondered for a moment, then raised his head again.

There is another person coming here, the same footsteps are silent, and it is equally difficult to ignore, even if he has not appeared in the field of vision, Yun Shen can almost confirm his identity.Perhaps because of the different species, the silver dragon's sense of existence is extremely strong at all times.

After paying his respects, Meravia, who came in with a thick stack of test papers, stood beside Yun Shen, and looked down at the side face for a while. His silver hair slid smoothly from the front of him to the table, even in the room. It seems to be flowing, full of inhuman beauty just like me.

"He fell asleep," he said.

Yun Shen took the test paper and the book in his hand, and Melavia's eyes moved away from Fan Tianlan and fell on his collar.

"It's amazing," he said, "sometimes I don't quite understand how humans think, and it's especially hard for you to understand—how a strong and young human like you, who is neither chaotic nor evil, can be so fond of a wanting Creatures that feed on you?"

Yun Shen looked at him.

The two looked at each other silently.

"I don't think it's difficult to understand." Yun Shen said, "One part is due to reason, while the other part belongs to instinct, which has many similarities with you."

"Oh?" Meravia responded, then looked down.

Fan Tianlan opened his eyes at some point and stared at him deeply.

No one speaks.

The air seemed to be frozen in their eyes, Yun Shen put one hand on the armrest, turned to look at them, then reached out to pick up Fan Tianlan's big braid, and put it behind him.

After a while, Fan Tianlan sat up, took the remaining test papers and a pen naturally, and began to correct with his head bowed.

Melavia sat on the armrest, watched Yun Shen stand up, and took down a box from the opposite bookshelf that reached the roof.

"Please take this home with you later," he said.

Meravia took it and heard Yun Shen say, "This is a game."

"Game?" Meravia slightly raised his eyebrows, and opened the lid of the box. Among the dense cards almost full of grids and a few small props, he randomly pulled out a card, and saw a line of text under the simple screen:

All those who dared to defy you are dead, and you became known as the Demon Lord.However, the kingdom's envoy is already on his way, and you will face the next challenge.

He looked at Yun Shen.

"This is one of the 36 endings in this part of the game." Yun Shen said.

Meravia took out the remaining 35 cards, unfolded them in his hands, and after scanning them one by one, he laughed.

"It's supposed to be one," he thought for a moment, "'puzzle game'?"

""Dark Manor"." Yun Shen said, "six characters, six identities, starting from one event, different choices lead to different endings, and the rules for single-player exploration and multi-player confrontation will be somewhat different."

Meravia put away all the endings and poured out the remaining plot cards on the coffee table. His fingers lightly slid across the paper, sorting them out while reading them with his eyes, and quickly put them back into the box. "I think this is an interesting story, and it makes me feel familiar." He said, this is a killing game, no matter the initial status is low or so-called noble, from serf to earl's son, no matter what choice is made in the event , based on kindness or selfishness, in order to achieve the only survival ending, everyone will cause the death of others. In this closed manor, the law of "others are the abyss" that he is familiar with prevails.But for the sorcerer who has been building a fantasy realm, it doesn't seem like something he would teach his people to learn.

"I guess it's not just a game?" he asked.

Yun Shen said: "The current plan is to produce three parts. The second part "Crazy Country" has been completed, and the content of the third part is relatively complicated and is still in progress."

"Just hearing the name already made me imagine something," Meravia said. "I'm sorry, is this all your creation?"

"Of course not." Yun Shen smiled, "This is the homework I assigned."

He looked at the beautiful young man who had finished revising the test papers and was tidying up the desktop with no expression on his face but expressing his unhappiness with all his heart.Then Fan Tianlan looked up at them, Yun Shen walked over, picked up the test paper, and Melavia also moved over.As one of the invigilators, Meravia didn't need to stare at those young men who were thinking hard. His perception enveloped the entire building without hindering him from doing other things at all. He slowly read a book Borrowed from Clouds. At the same time, I also understand how difficult this exam is for those children-the expressions of their hard work against the paper are also very interesting.

Yun Shen looked through the grades very quickly. This is only the number of one class. After reading it, he said softly: "Very good."

Meravia felt no joy or relief from him, but no disappointment either.

Then he took back the standard answers to the test questions, leaving some for those equally young teachers and one for the elves.Of these older creatures, probably only the elves were interested in trying out this new knowledge.After checking his own results against the answers, the elf asked about other people's results. Meravia still had an impression of the numbers that Yun Shen discussed with the child, and these data surprised the elves.

"...it's been a tremendous improvement," he said.

"Really?" Meravia asked.

"Yes." The elf said, "Based on my rough understanding of ordinary humans, basic subjects such as mathematics and Chinese can reach the level of intermediate students here before the age of 30. They are completely qualified to be a secretary of a city lord." , not to mention new subjects like 'Physics', 'Chemistry' and 'Geography', not to mention those advanced students. The grown-up does not think that there is a fundamental intellectual gap between people, I don't know if it is Because of this, the speed at which the children he taught absorbed knowledge was astonishing."

He thought again.

"Amazing speed," said the elf. "Always after I feel like I've gotten used to it, they can take a little step forward."

He played the test paper, "It's hard to believe that they are just ordinary humans."

"Oh?" Meravia said, he probably knew why the man didn't feel much joy about it, it's really unnatural, but what a bad thing?Unless the strangeness disappears or returns to square one, but Meravia has an intuition that while he is still alive, this kind of thing will not happen. .

"...what do you think?" asked the elf.

"Sorry?" Meravia said.

The elf didn't mind his distraction, he was still looking at the test paper, and said slowly while thinking: "I have some conjectures, but I can't guarantee that they are correct. Before that, as a bystander who was honored to be accepted Or, I think the story that happened in this land is a miracle, but the miracle is called a miracle because it is beyond the common sense and cannot be reproduced. Everything here exists because of that lord, and it is taken for granted by the people he chooses Follow him and worship him, even if our elf queen is here, it is hard to imagine what kind of achievements he can achieve in the end. I believe that the lord can achieve his ultimate goal, but there are many problems in the process, I can't Get the answer on your own."

After following Silver Dragon as a living sentinel, he faced the powerful creature in front of him for the first time, "My shallow experience can no longer make a reliable judgment, and I want to know the real answer."

No matter what kind of country the magician wants to build, his strength and wisdom guarantee that he can accomplish this goal. Throughout history, no monarch who has left a virtuous name can meet his conditions, let alone he has surpassed With a noble character in this position, and focused and tireless, the elf is not surprising that some people believe in him as a god in private. God is an illusory idea, but he is real.It is precisely because of this that the elves have doubts. For the ordinary humans ruled by him, except for blind obedience, do they understand what kind of path they are on?With such quick and easy access to a life that is far superior to their own imagination, what can they hope for in the future?In difficult times, intelligent creatures will restrain all instincts that are not conducive to survival, but after being rich, they are prone to squandering and depravity. Although this lord is noble in morality, he can make those under his command overcome the greed and laziness of human nature , Will he sustain the miracle he created for a long time?

In the long river of history, no matter what the kings with high or low achievements lack, the only thing they will never lack is ambitious allies. Human selfish desires make the elves hate it, but it is undeniable that this also makes them so strongly rich Vitality and creativity.However, here, the only demonic wolf that can be called an ally with that lord... Probably only the pharmacist knows what he really thinks, but the act of expelling those tribesmen has already explained his decision.It is true that the young werewolves he valued were calm, intelligent and strong-willed among the orcs, but they could not compare with the people trained by the sorcerer in terms of talent or charm.The elf was a little surprised to find that the lord had gained absolute authority almost without doing anything.

Is this an inevitability of the development of things, or is it a sophistication that leaves no trace?

He mused on this for a long time, and joined their new class, the first time he had asked for it.His request encountered no obstacles.

Responding to the young elf's changed attitude, Meravia just smiled and opened the wooden box he brought back.

"I have a new game here."

As the elf read the rules of the game, he said, "How many times will you die?"