Retired Unlimited Streaming NPCs Help Me Make Movies

Ning Qiubai looked at the little boy in front of him who was a miniature version of Sheng Ming, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sheng Ming already has such a big son?"

The little boy's face froze for a moment, he exhaled, and said angrily, "Is this the time to joke?"

Ning Qiubai coughed: "Well, why did you become so small?"

Xiao Shengming shook his legs and lamented: "Something went wrong during the resurrection... No! It's not me, it's you!"

Ning Qiu Baiqi asked, "What's my problem?"

Sheng Ming pursed his mouth: "I told you that I will change my profession after I am resurrected, right? The principle is actually to use the 'Phoenix Feather' in the process of resurrection to analyze the underlying information of the copy and combine it into a new occupational tendency .In this way, after I am resurrected, it is essentially equivalent to copying the ability of the entire copy."

Ning Qiubai opened his eyes wide.What Xiao Shengming described was far beyond his imagination - he thought that Sheng Ming's repeated death and resurrection was a limitation of his last resort, but he did not expect that it was actually a kind of strengthening!

Can the entire copy be copied every time it is revived?

"So, what does it have to do with me?"

"Can't you hear it? It means that the copied copy data constitutes the existence of my new body!" The little boy jumped off the sofa with a straight face, "But your copy! The degree of completion is so low! No, it can't be done at all. To put it bluntly, there is nothing at all! As a result, I can only build up to a 6-year-old state after resurrection!"

Ning Qiubai was rarely embarrassed.

There is no way, most of the functions in the re-employment app need points to unlock, and unless it is absolutely necessary, Ning Qiubai has always saved what he can.

He coughed: "Tell me earlier, I didn't know it would have this effect... But wait, why did you resurrect in my instance?"

This time it was Xiao Shengming's turn to look embarrassed, so he turned away.

Ning Qiubai realized something belatedly: "So you plan to use this resurrection to directly obtain all the information of my copy?"

The little boy snorted, and soon became confident: "A dungeon that can connect to reality, of course we need to investigate clearly!"

Ning Qiubai and the little boy looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a while, and then pointed out bluntly: "This is what you have to do."

The little boy puffed out his mouth aggrievedly.

The six-year-old Sheng Ming has red lips, white teeth, bright eyes, and a round face. He is very cute. He is especially cute when he does this gesture, which makes Ning Qiubai feel relieved: "Okay, what should we do now?"

Sheng Ming quickly put away his grievances, raised his head and said forcefully, "You have to be responsible to me!"

"..." Ning Qiubai always felt that he was following Sheng Ming's routine, and he secretly reminded himself that although Sheng Ming appeared to be six years old on the outside, he was still the top player in the unreal game rankings in his heart, so he should not be underestimated.

He lowered his head, met Shang Shengming's watery eyes, and paused subtly, "How are you responsible?"

Sheng Ming stretched out his small hand and snapped his fingers: "My resurrection process is not completely over yet, as long as you start improving the dungeon rules now, I can grow up little by little."

He looked up at Ning Qiubai, "Of course, the premise is that you don't care about the ability of this copy being copied by me."

Ning Qiubai himself didn't know what abilities his dungeon had, of course it didn't matter, but he still showed a hesitant expression.

He pondered for a moment: "But I don't have any points anymore, and most of the functions can't be unlocked."

Sheng Ming looked at him suspiciously, and Ning Qiubai looked back calmly: "You know, my dungeon basically didn't harm the player."

"Well, then I can help." Sheng Ming thought for a while, "When the player is guided to complete the task, there are prompts or props that need to be paid for in order to exchange them. It's just that under normal circumstances, the player gets All rewards are earned."

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a copy of breaking through the level upside down.

"If I set a 100-point redemption reminder, but only give 1 point as a reward for completing the task, is that okay?"

Sheng Ming curled his lips: "It's possible, but how can any player be so stupid?"

Ning Qiubai looked down at Sheng Ming.

Sheng Ming's eyes gradually became subtle: "You don't want to grab wool from me, a child who is just six years old and has not yet entered elementary school?"

Ning Qiubai said cordially: "How come, this is also for student Sheng to recover quickly."

"That's not okay, I can't leave the instance to pick up your mission in my current state."

"Don't you still have teammates?"

"..." Sheng Ming subtly felt that he might have been tricked by Director Ning.

After he turned into a six-year-old body, although his thinking ability did not decline, it was easy for his body to act before his head. In short, he was more impulsive—including blurting out.

Xiao Shengming sighed in frustration: "Okay, I'll contact 'Yu'."

Before Ning Qiubai could be happy, the little boy turned around and said, "But in exchange, you have to help me with my family."

Ning Qiubai's smile froze on his face.

How to deal with it?Show Jingcheng the little kid in front of you and say this is your cousin?

……

After receiving the notification from Sheng Ming, Du Zigui soon came with a copy.

He circled Xiao Shengming three times, and kept pushing his glasses, his expression was sometimes surprised and sometimes serious, Ning Qiubai looked a little uneasy.

Finally, the young "Prophet" took off his glasses and exclaimed, "Boss, you will wet the bed tonight."

Ning Qiubai: "..."

Sheng Ming obviously knew his teammates very well, "hehe" sneered: "I'll keep it in mind first, and you will feel better when I change back."

Du Zigui said with a "hehe" smile, "If that's the case, then I have to get my money back before the boss recovers."

After speaking, he reached out his hand disrespectfully and rubbed Sheng Ming's head.

Sheng Ming stretched out his immature hand to Du Zigui expressionlessly.

A transparent circle of light bloomed from Sheng Ming's hand, and converged into Du Zigui's body before Du Zigui could react.

Du Zigui's glasses fell to the ground with a "clack" and cracked.

Du Zigui touched his eye sockets and was stunned: "Boss, what did you do to me?"

A trace of provocation appeared on Sheng Ming's immature and lovely face: "I have blocked your ability."

"The profession is so powerful this time?" Du Zigui picked up his glasses and wiped them distressedly, but he still refused to admit defeat, "It's no big deal."

"It also tampered with your bladder. As long as you fall asleep, it will uncontrollably open the valve to release water." Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows mischievously, "Let's see who wets the bed first?"

Du Zigui: "..."

If he had known that Sheng Ming could use his abilities in this state, he would not have committed suicide.

Ning Qiubai interrupted their internal quarrel and asked curiously: "What is your current occupation?"

Sheng Ming glanced at him sideways: "I'm still groping for a new job I haven't seen before. The name is 'administrator'."

Ning Qiubai was stunned.

In his re-employment APP, the title given to him is "administrator".

Sheng Ming became his profession?Could it be that Sheng Ming can also adjust his dungeon now?No, if it is possible, Sheng Ming can act on his own without haggling with him... Maybe the player's occupation "administrator" is different from him who works for the system.

In the rush of thoughts, there was only one thought left in Ning Qiubai's mind: he is also an administrator, why is he not as powerful as Sheng Ming!

Over there, Du Zigui almost knelt down and begged for mercy before getting Sheng Ming to agree to cancel the tampering.

It's a pity that the young Sheng Ming closed his eyes and thought for a while, then turned his head with some guilt after opening his eyes: "How to remove the ability, I haven't found a way yet."

Du Zigui: "...Boss, tell me you're kidding me."

"Ha ha."

There was despair in Du Zigui's eyes: "Am I going to sleep on the toilet in the future?"

Ning Qiubai coughed twice in embarrassment, trying to comfort him: "It's okay, maybe Sheng Ming can help you relieve it when he grows up."

Du Zigui raised his forehead: "But my current ability has been sealed by the boss, how can I help you?"

"It's simple." Sheng Ming clapped his hands old-fashionedly, "It just so happens that you still have a task to complete in the copy of the clinic here, right? While helping you complete the task, you are perfecting the copy."

Pointing at his nose, Du Zigui asked a little exaggeratedly: "I, who lost my ability, survived the scariest siren song in history without injury. Boss, do you want me to die?"

Sheng Ming rolled his eyes at him: "Brain is more important than ability, you just need to follow my arrangement."

Du Zigui sighed deeply: "Then let me write a will first."

"Go, go, go!" Sheng Ming drove Du Zigui away, then turned to look at Ning Qiubai, "My family should be looking for me at this point, please help me fool around."

"Okay." Ning Qiubai picked up the phone, wanted to dial the number but stopped, "I don't have the contact information of your family."

Sheng Ming looked around, tore off a piece of paper from the notebook on the desk, and wrote a line of numbers "shua shua": "here."

……

Xiang Tongyan hung up the phone, and twitched her beautiful eyebrows with interest.

The secretary saw Xiang Tongyan's cell phone answering the phone, and guessed, "Is Mr. Xiang going home for dinner tonight?"

Xiang Tongyan is busy with business, and the company's business is transferred by another business jet, and only family members will call on his private mobile phone.

Xiang Tongyan smiled and shook his head: "No, it's still according to the plan. It's just a call from Xiao Ming's friend."

The secretary was a little surprised: "San Shao gave your number to someone else?"

The secretary has been with Xiang Tongyan for almost ten years, and he has enough understanding of Xiang Tongyan's work and life.

Mr. Xiang's private number is only known to the Sheng family and close relatives of the Xiang family. The young master Sheng Lin has changed so many girlfriends, and he did not disclose this number.

What kind of friend of the third young master has so much face?

Xiang Tongyan leaned on the soft back of the chair, slowly recalling the gentle and polite voice on the phone, and shook her head helplessly: "I'm afraid Xiao Ming is in love."

The secretary's eyes were even more surprised.She looked at Xiang Tongyan's expression, and pondered: "Is Xiang always afraid that the third young master will be cheated?"

Xiang Tongyan laughed and said: "Xiao Ming's temper, only Xiao Lin would feel that he was cheated."

She turned the seat and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the transparent glass behind her. Her expression dimmed for a moment, and then she quickly returned to normal. "Xiao Ming is an adult, and it's not bad to fall in love."

Xiang Tongyan looked at the sky and thought about it quietly, then suddenly said, "If Wen Luo hasn't finished get off work yet, let her come over."

The secretary agreed to go down.

Not long after, Sheng Wenluo knocked on the door: "Mom, are you looking for me?"

Xiang Tongyan turned around: "Did you meet that Director Ning yesterday? How do you feel?"

Sheng Wenluo was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "Did the third child call you? Could it be that director Ning?"

Xiang Tongyan nodded.

Sheng Wenluo made two "tsk tsk" sounds without a ladylike image: "The third child is quite deep... That director Ning is quite handsome and has a gentle temperament, but I don't see anything else."

She thought for a while, and added, "It's my food, but it's a pity that the third child snatched it away."

"..." Xiang Tongyan rubbed the center of his brows, "Don't emphasize the last sentence."

Sheng Wenluo sat down with a smile on her face: "I didn't think that if Mom beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, I could go find a leak."

Xiang Tongyan cast a reproachful glance at the joking daughter, frowned slightly, and remained silent in thought.

Sheng Wenluo raised her eyebrows: "Mom, are you really planning to beat the mandarin ducks?"

She quietly added in her heart: Then remember to ask me to go to the theater together.

"What nonsense." Xiang Tongyan shook his head, "Xiao Ming has someone he likes, I'm very happy; I'm just worried..."

Xiang Tongyan's words were light and he didn't continue, but Sheng Wenluo understood, and his face became more serious.

The Sheng family is considered a well-known wealthy family in China.Thanks to Sheng Huasong's father, Sheng Xunian's rigorous style of work and strict family education, the atmosphere of the Sheng family is not bad, and the relationship between the three brothers and sisters of the Sheng family is also very good. There is no evil trend of intrigue for family property.

Sheng Ming's physical condition has always been a heartache for the whole Sheng family.

In the early years, Sheng Ming would enter the ICU soon, and the doctor asserted that Sheng Ming would not even live to be an adult.However, a few years ago, Sheng's body gradually improved miraculously, which made the whole family full of hope again.

It's just that it's getting better, it's just that it doesn't happen very often, and every time it happens, it's a life-and-death moment.

For Sheng Ming, an extra day of life is a steal.

Xiang Tongyan watched such a small child grow into a big boy with a height of 1.8 meters. While he was happy for his son to continue to live, he was also mentally prepared to bear the grief of being separated from Yin and Yang someday.

Sheng Ming never said it, but Xiang Tongyan knew that Sheng Ming knew it too.

So at the age of youthful sprouting, Sheng Ming wrapped himself in a black shell and refused to approach anyone other than his family.

With Sheng Ming's appearance and family background, how many people like Sheng Ming?

Xiang Tongyan sighed softly: "I am a selfish mother, I hope someone can be with Xiaoming, let Xiaoming enjoy the beauty of love. But for this, another person must bear the pain of losing a spouse .”

Sheng Wenluo was quiet for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing: "Mom, the third child didn't say anything, did you even think about what guests they will invite for their wedding?"

Xiang Tongyan's emotions were interrupted, and she gave her daughter a sideways glance, and her mood improved a lot.

She thought for a while, and said, "Let's invite Director Ning to come over for dinner some other day."

……

"So, how do we pass Sai Ge's mission?" Du Zigui asked.

The six-year-old boy was sitting on the sofa, holding his chin seriously: "The key to completing the task is not with you, but with Director Ning."

Ning Qiubai pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Didn't I tell you that by completing the mission of Sege, you can improve your dungeon rules?" Xiao Shengming said this, and suddenly changed the subject, "I want to drink milk."

"...Oh." Ning Qiubai poured him a glass of milk for Qi Wumu, and asked worriedly, "Do you want me to warm it up for you?"

"No, don't treat me like a child." Sheng Ming took a sip and licked his lips in satisfaction, "Where did you just say? Oh yes, the rules. Your current copy can be said to have no rules at all, just 'settings' ', such as light and BGM, temperature and humidity, the rules are not such a simple thing, the rules should guide and control the players."

"Guidance and control?" Ning Qiubai pondered these words.

"For example, you want the player to challenge a siren, but the siren appears directly in a hospital scene, isn't it a bit too direct and fragmented? Let's start with the singing in the hospital mortuary at night, and let the player explore this route. Clues, and then let different NPCs provide fragmentary lines, and go to the space where the sirens are through mirrors and other channels... This is guidance."

Sheng Ming paused, and took another sip of milk, "As for the control, the principle is similar, but the method is to achieve the goal by forcing the player to choose a certain direction in order to survive."

Ning Qiubai nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Why do you guide like this? Isn't it good to just let the siren appear?"

"From the perspective of the dungeon, the more complex and tortuous the rules, the more stable the dungeon, and the more NPCs can participate; from the player's perspective, the rules are both constraints and protection. While following the rules, you can get Various buffs given by the rules."

Hearing this, Ning Qiubai had some guesses in his mind: "So the way you said to let Du Zigui pass the Saige mission..."

Sheng Ming clenched his fist and lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa, and made a final decision: "That's right, you set complicated rules, and the buff of each rule is set to be resistant to the song of the siren. As long as you have enough rules, the player's superimposed The buff is thick enough to survive Sai Ge's singing voice without injury."

Ning Qiubai suddenly became enlightened, and at the same time drew inferences: "During this process, it is also possible to set the player to use points to exchange tips or key props!"

In this way, he also has points!

Sheng Ming nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, as many points as you want can be integrated into the rules."

Ning Qiubai subconsciously blurted out: "I want 1000 points."

Du Zigui: "...I don't have that many."

Most of his points have been exchanged for practical props and promotion systems.

Ning Qiubai realized his greed after saying that, coughed dryly: "I'm just joking."

Those system functions that can smooth out the open rules are blood earned.

"So, the key is to write a script that can go around many circles." Ning Qiubai clicked on the app for a while, then raised his head hesitantly, his eyes slowly lit up, "Isn't this just a coincidence?"

Du Zigui and Sheng Ming looked at him together.

"The "Doctor Skeleton" I planned to shoot was a horror film, but it was changed to a positive thriller because of harmony. I still have the script." The more Ning Qiubai said, the more reliable he felt, "Now there are I asked Nurse Yang to make the dolls into corpse patients or skeletons...but the dolls can't speak...well, you can put notes on the dolls to provide clues..."

As Ning Qiubai spoke, he began to talk to himself, completely lost in the idea of ​​designing the script.

Sheng Ming watched Ning Qiubai open up, leaned on the sofa with satisfaction, drank the milk in one gulp, and looked at Du Zigui again.

Du Zigui poured him another glass with a wink.

Ning Qiubai accidentally raised his head and saw Sheng Ming playing Lianliankan with his mobile phone in his arms, he was taken aback suddenly: "How do you know such details?"

These should all be system knowledge and have nothing to do with players, right?

Sheng Ming raised his head and rolled his eyes at him: "These are the knowledge you should master."

Does that mean that the information is all in the copy?Ning Qiubai complained to himself, but the system didn't tell him directly, and all the functions had to be unlocked with points, how could he have the heart to explore and research?

Sheng Ming jumped off the sofa arrogantly, and yawned big: "I'm sleepy, you guys go to deal with the copy first, I'll go to sleep first!"

After speaking, he stepped forward with his short legs, and very consciously got into the bedroom and went to bed.

Ning Qiubai and Du Zigui looked at each other.

After a while, Ning Qiubai tentatively said: "Do you feel that Sheng Ming's personality seems to be different from before?"

Du Zigui nodded: "The boss is rejuvenated, his personality will definitely be affected by his body, maybe he is a little more lively than before."

— and a little skinnier.

This thought flashed through Ning Qiubai and Du Zigui's minds at the same time.

……

Gu Sanqiqi has no objection to Ning Qiubai's proposal to transform the copy of the clinic, and is even happy to bring Yang Buwei to help.

When he saw Yang Buwei, Ning Qiubai was slightly taken aback: Yang Buwei's face was covered with cute skull graffiti with a black marker, turning into a big painted face.

When Ning Qiubai asked, Yang Buwei murmured to himself with blank eyes: "I will never play flying chess again."

Ning Qiubai tilted his head in confusion, but quickly put it aside, set a task, and asked Yang Buwei to help make up the doll.

The dolls that were originally placed in Brimstone City will be moved to the Skeleton Doctor's Clinic again, and after being placed this time, they cannot be taken out in the future, and they will have to buy another batch in the future.

Ning Qiubai calculated the price of each doll, clutching his heart, feeling heartache.

He can only comfort himself: It's okay, after the movie goes online, you can get it back...

After all the puppets are placed, Ning Qiubai starts to set the rules according to the written script—this is the first time he worked on such a complicated script. Place a piece of broken bone on the body, and each piece of broken bone has clues to the next bone. When all the pieces are aligned, they can be spliced ​​into a complete skull.

This skull is an undead item exchanged by Bone Sanqiqi from the system.

Take the skull to the rooftop, and then you can listen to the Siren's singing.

Ning Qiubai is not sure how many rules are needed to protect the player from perfectly supporting Saige's singing, so he can only make it as complicated as possible. Fortunately, he drew the road map on the notebook while setting it up. As long as the player splices the skulls perfectly in order, You can get the greatest rule protection.

Of course, it's okay not to follow the rules completely, but the protection is less.

When Ning Qiubai was about to hand over the road map to Du Zigui, Du Zigui refused: "For a 'prophet', passing the test with the answer is an insult!"

Yang Buwei sneered from the side: "You prophets just use your ability to peek at the answer?"

Ning Qiubai also said: "Isn't your ability unusable now?"

"I still have this." Du Zigui pushed his glasses confidently, and nodded his head, "Compared to me, Mr. Ning should go and see the boss."

"Sheng Ming?"

Du Zigui showed a smirk: "Have you forgotten the prophecy I made before I lost my ability?"

He suddenly approached Ning Qiubai, and lowered his voice, "Take a photo for me, and we'll get a [-]/[-] share if you sell it later."

Ning Qiubai opened his mouth: Prophecy... Sheng Ming will wet the bed tonight? !