The protagonist wants to steal my script again

task progress: 08

Performer: An Minghui

Current world identity: living dead, villain

Mission objective: unknown

Task flow: to be read

Remarks: After the death of a character in this world, the executor will automatically enter the next task world.If the executor is judged to deliberately avoid contact with the protagonist and evade the task, the soul will be destroyed.If the protagonist dies, the mission world collapses.The process provided in this world is only for the reference of the executor.The executor shall not disclose information that does not belong to this world to the characters in the mission world.

An Minghui, a junior, currently studying in the Department of Mathematical Sciences of Q University, fell to his death a week ago.

This is his identity this time, he is still an iron-clad villain, the only difference is that this time he has already passed away at the beginning of the game.

No heartbeat, no vital signs, but he was able to function normally.

The only downside is that every morning when I get up, I have to manually straighten the crooked cervical spine after falling asleep.

This is a world where supernatural phenomena really exist. He can continue to exist in the world in this form only because this school is a place where Yin Qi gathers, and when he died, Yin Qi reached its saturation point, triggering the Q big has buried the yin and feng shui array for an unknown number of years.

The original owner was just an ordinary college student before committing suicide by jumping off the building, and he didn't know anything about these Feng Shui spells, so An Minghui himself was also at a loss, and could only learn from the script he got that a terrible disaster would happen here soon. And sadly the disaster was already set in motion upon his arrival, with no room for redemption.

But before the disaster strikes, he still has to carry on the campus life as usual, especially to cope with the welcome party program that the original owner had planned before committing suicide.

I have to admit that although my mind has been distorted after becoming this lifeless state, at least before everything happened, the original owner has always been an excellent and admired person.

Good-looking, friendly personality, excellent academic performance, and a very good family background, has always occupied the title of super grass, can be said to be one of the typical representatives of winners in life.And such a person who has been going smoothly all his life, got drunk and jumped off the top floor because he broke up with his girlfriend.

As a person who has occupied the magpie's nest, An Minghui is not good at judging anything, but he just thinks this kind of behavior is really funny and angry.

But he didn't have time to think about it, because tomorrow night is the welcome party, and he is still busy familiarizing himself with the songs he will perform.

If he hadn't become an angel who was good at singing before, and he still had an impression of singing skills, he might really be the first and the second big now.

The original owner was an active person on campus, and was used to such occasions, but he was not used to it.

That night, the party for the welcome party ended, and when the show ended, it was raining heavily outside. Fortunately, An Minghui brought an umbrella when he came.

On the way back to the dormitory from the Grand Theater, he would pass the laboratory building of the medical school. When he walked past the door of the laboratory building holding an umbrella, he happened to see a person standing alone on the steps of the door, frowning and looking at the pouring water outside. Heavy rain, seems very unhappy.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" He turned around and walked over, looked at the boy standing alone downstairs in the teaching building with a smile, raised the umbrella in his hand and invited, "If you don't mind, come with me?"

The boy glanced at him, but did not reply immediately, as if he was still hesitating.

"The rain may not stop for a while, and I don't know how long it will take if we just wait here." Seeing the other party's hesitation, An Minghui smiled, and joked a few more casually, "I am From the School of Mathematical Sciences, my name is An Minghui, if you suspect that I am a bad person, may I show you my student card?"

The boy seemed to sigh, but he was moved after all. He raised his legs and walked to this side, stood under his umbrella, and replied, "Thank you."

Although it is said that they are holding the same umbrella together, there is still a short distance between the boy's shoulder and him, and it seems that he doesn't like to be in contact with people.Looking at it from a distance just now, An Minghui only felt that the opponent's figure was a little thin, but now that he was standing closer, he realized that the opponent was tall, a little taller than him, and his appearance was very good-looking, so handsome that he was a bit sharp the point.

It was a little bit reluctant for two men who were not short to hold the same umbrella, but now there was still a distance between the two of them, which resulted in half of the boy's shoulders not being covered under the umbrella at all.

When An Minghui first noticed it, he took the initiative to get closer, but it didn't take long for the other party to pull away again.

An Minghui: "..." Am I being rejected?

In fact, to be honest, there is no need to open an umbrella in his current state, because he does not have the hardware conditions to catch a cold and get sick.

The two of them were half wet, and after all, it was no different from not using the umbrella.

After thinking of this, An Minghui simply handed the handle of the umbrella he was holding to the person around him, and before the other person could react, he took a step back and left the umbrella's sheltered range, and waved his hand with a smile: "You go first , I remembered that I had to go to the convenience store to buy something. My dormitory area is very close to here, and it doesn’t matter if it rains a few steps away.”

After finishing speaking, he didn't give the other party time to refuse, he turned around and walked quickly towards the direction of the convenience store.

Before he took a few steps, a dialog box suddenly appeared in front of him.

Message from the developer: Why did you give him the umbrella?

This question was asked without thinking. An Minghui didn't know why the other party would suddenly ask such a question, so he could only tell the truth: "He doesn't seem to like to go with me. Get people out."

Message from the developer: So it’s because of this?I thought you saw that he was the protagonist this time, it seems that you are a little slower than I thought.

An Minghui: "..." It should have been thought of earlier, those good-looking and strange people are probably the protagonists in all likelihood.

Message from the developer: My dear little friend, if you don’t have the consciousness of giving your soul, it’s best to stop here in this world.

Developer's message: While I still have full control over the operating system, you have one last chance to regret it.After this world ends, I can't guarantee your personal freedom.

Message from the developer: You should be able to see that none of the protagonists you have teased is a lunatic, and a lunatic does not know what is enough to stop.

Standing still under the eaves of the convenience store, An Minghui looked at the developers who had become very noisy today for some reason, blinked quietly, and suddenly laughed: "Then if they want to take revenge on me, imprison me, hurt me, Me, will you help me, Mister Developer?"

There was no answer on the other side.

"I think you will help me." So An Minghui simply gave the answer for the other party, and at the same time gave his own reasons for saying this, "It's like every time you shield me from the consciousness of death for me. Bar?"

The mysterious Mr. Developer is not as eccentric and unkind as he first thought.

"Just like believing that you will help me, I also believe that the person I like will not hurt me, and every time the protagonist is actually very obedient."

But at this moment, the person lying in front of the screen buried his whole head under his arms, thinking in his heart that this executor was really too difficult to deal with, much more difficult than himself.

Sometimes he is inexplicably stubborn, inexplicably daring, and always teases the protagonist so hard that he can't be beaten or scolded.

Because I didn't expect this effect at first, and didn't set up more secure measures, now the room behind him can be said to be full of resentment, a little carelessness may destroy this room, and it will probably take a lot of time to integrate later. A lot of strength.

I don't know if there is a so-called "split personality" in their existence—probably not, after all, strictly speaking, they don't even have an accurate personality.

Sighing faintly, he sat up and replied a few more words.

Message from the developer: I don’t like good people. Most good people don’t end well. Just like that trash before, it takes time and effort and can only be moved by yourself in the end.But he is not so stupid that there is no cure, and he will learn to behave after suffering enough.

Developer Note: Did you think the guy you saw last time was really that kind?He has long since ceased to be a kind fellow.

At this time, An Minghui was picking snacks from the shelf, and replied casually: "I'm a little surprised, so you think so highly of me. But I just made basic human relations, and I will not treat those who are malicious to me." To help, there is no reason to be cold-hearted to those who have been nice to me."

"And I've written a lot of bad checks so far, and I'd have a bad conscience if I didn't cash them."

The other party didn't answer for a long time, An Minghui chose the snacks and paid the bill and left. After walking a certain distance, he belatedly remembered: I can obviously buy an umbrella at the convenience store.

But it's all wet, and I won't get sick, so there's no need to go back and buy an umbrella.

With a bag of snacks in his hand, An Minghui walked back to the dormitory slowly, drenched in the rain, humming softly the song to be performed tomorrow, and unexpectedly felt that being in the rain occasionally is not a bad thing—on the premise of not getting sick .

"click"

After a pause, he turned his head and looked behind him suspiciously, but he didn't see anything that might make a sound. Thinking that it might be something like a wild cat stepping on a branch, he turned around and continued walking without paying much attention.

However, if he took a look at the alley ten meters away behind him, he could see two people in the alley, and one of them was the boy who had separated from him not long ago, and the other middle-aged man was in the alley without him noticing. The case trailed for a distance.

One of them held a folded umbrella in one hand and an autopsy glove in the other, and gently twisted the neck of the middle-aged man lying on the ground.Looking at the breathless man, the young man thought for a while, raised his hand and held it on his heart, and with the movement of his arm, slowly pulled out a long sword from his heart.

He pierced the heart of the middle-aged man with the sword in his hand, and watched the man turn into powder with the faint white light from the sword, frowning, very unhappy, took out a cleaning cloth to wipe the sword, and then He took off his gloves and wiped his hands. As for the blood splattered on his body, there was nothing he could do.

——It’s so troublesome, why do you have to destroy the corpse after killing someone?Human culture is really regressing more and more.

"Ah..." The young man belatedly looked at the umbrella he was holding in his left hand. Seeing that it was also stained with blood, his sword eyebrows frowned even tighter, "Dirty."

Looks like I can't take it back to that person.

It's really annoying - He Yu thought so - his body was wet and dirty, and he had to take a detour for no reason.

——It's all because that guy's vigilance is too low, and he has a harmless face. He looks timid, which makes him hide when he handles the garbage.

The author has something to say: An Jicao's work diary:

This time the protagonist is a very strange person again

And the world is not peaceful this time, and I will be very tired after tossing

But what might change after this mission is over?

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but I'm still looking forward to it