My Iyashikei Game

It was the first time that Han Fei had seen the A-level exclusive talent, and the pain Huang Ying suffered was now rewarding him in another form.

"Brother Huang, what are you running for? It's like you can run away."

Han Fei finally caught up with Huang Ying, and after a long discussion, Huang Ying slowly calmed down.

"Everything you need is in the classroom. I'll accompany you to pick it up. When you find all the things you need, go back quickly. The game has just started, and every second should not be wasted."

Staring at Han Fei for a long time, Huang Ying's dazed eyes slowly focused: "Okay, okay, I'll take my things and leave."

Turning around and starting to look for the required task items in the classroom, Huang Ying's current backpack level is very low and the capacity is limited, so he can only take the most critical things with him.

He put away the first few unique quest items at level 10, then took away several land deeds and contracts of the Chamber of Commerce, and finally stopped beside a blood-stained decayed tooth.

"What's wrong?"

"This tooth decay is the trigger item for the blood doctor's hidden mission. Feng Ziyu told me at the beginning. Now the game is open, but he will never come back." Huang Ying was a little sad, and silently put the tooth decay into the item. In the column: "I used to be very resistant to the profession of blood medicine, but now I want to get this profession, and I have made a lot of preparations for this."

"The blood doctor may reduce the NPC's favorability to you. Are you sure you want to become a blood doctor?" Han Fei wanted to tell Huang Ying that Feng Ziyu was still conscious, but fell into a coma. But thinking about it carefully, Feng Ziyu in reality has indeed disappeared forever.

"It doesn't matter, I took this into consideration, so I spent a lot of money to get a mask that can block npc snooping during the internal test." Huang Ying has already planned: "I'm going to get myself a few more identities. A financial giant, a real estate boss, a benevolent doctor during the day and a blood doctor at night, I am also planning to infiltrate the NPC management team and climb to the top of the virtual city."

Normally, it is impossible for a player to do this, even if the resource supply of the entire team is available, because human energy and brain power are limited.

But Huang Ying is different. The emergence of A-level talent nightmare allows Huang Ying to adapt to all occupations that use brain power. He has transformed in pain.

What's more, the theme of "Perfect Life" is still biased towards healing. Zhinao always insists on guiding players in a positive direction. Many activities are related to happiness, happiness, and satisfaction.

A person who is indulging in money and power all day, these values ​​will hardly increase much, even if they want to improve these, they must make changes themselves.

But Huang Ying's starting point is really too low. The minus one hundred is already full in reverse, and it is impossible for other players to reach it.

In other words, even if Huang Ying just changed back to a normal person's mentality, the increase in happiness would be a miracle.

After understanding Huang Ying's thoughts, Han Fei is now looking forward to Huang Ying's future.

"The ability I will send you back can only be used once a night. When you complete your plan, remember to upgrade your backpack."

"Don't worry." Huang Ying had already stuffed his novice backpack, wearing a novice shirt with the confidence of a mature man on his face: "I don't know if you can see the list in the normal game, after dawn, The name at the top of all lists should be me."

As long as there is a list of Huang Ying, all players can only compete for second place, this is the man who once defeated Butterfly.

When Han Fei was about to use his soul-returning talent to send Huang Ying away, Huang Ying proposed to add Han Fei as a friend to facilitate contact, and a surprising scene appeared.

Huang Ying couldn't make a friend request for Han Fei at all, as if Han Fei was not within the scope of intellectual brain monitoring and system design at all.

And Han Fei sent a friend request to Huang Ying. Huang Ying didn't receive any prompts, but Huang Ying's name had already appeared in Han Fei's list.

Looking at Huang Ying's gray avatar in the friend list, Han Fei felt that this was not like a game friend list, but more like a life and death book in the underworld.

No need for the other person's consent, when I want to be friends with you, you are already my friend.

With the game's public beta, Han Fei discovered that his account's authority is very high. He used to run for his life and survive every day, but now he finally has a feeling of getting ahead.

Using his soul-returning talent, Han Fei sent Huang Ying away, who had regained radiance in his eyes, and he was about to get busy.

"Why is there no ranking in this deep world? If the happiness is unrealistic, you can get a ranking of despair."

Leading the neighbors who were not seriously injured, Han Fei took out the death group chat mobile phone, and rushed to the death building in the middle of the night like an urban management patrolling the street.

After arriving at the dead building, Han Fei received a piece of good news.

Feng Ziyu, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up. Han Fei led Feng Ziyu to the ground floor of the dead building by taking the newly repaired elevator, and let Feng Ziyu meet the seniors of his company.

When he first entered the workplace, it was the senior who took care of Feng Ziyu.

After the senior colleague went crazy, Feng Ziyu felt that something was wrong. After resigning, he investigated the situation by himself.

They are all affectionate and righteous people. Han Fei can't change the reality. What he can do is to protect everyone in the deep world.

Feng Ziyu was originally sacrificed by Butterfly. In order to devour complete humanity, Butterfly preserved all the memories and emotions of Feng Ziyu before his death.

This also led to Feng Ziyu, although his strength was not very good, he looked no different from a normal living person, and he didn't even realize that he was dead.

"I have entered the butterfly's room 4444. When it returns to the deep world from a nightmare, it needs to devour sacrifices to regain its power. I guess that the weaker the person, the easier it is to leave the deep world." Han Fei moved towards Feng Feng. Ziyu said: "If one day I find a way out of this place, I will send you to the shallow layer first and let you help Huang Ying."

"I actually like this place more than that boring virtual world." Feng Ziyu's words surprised Han Fei: "Really, this place makes me feel more real than reality."

"Then you should stay in the dead building first, follow the security guards, and familiarize yourself with the environment." Han Fei took Feng Ziyu to find the oiran, and on the way met a fat uncle who had changed into a security uniform.

When Feng Ziyu saw that his neighbor was also working as a security guard in the deep world, he was stunned for a moment: "Are you here too?"

The fat uncle was a little afraid of Han Fei, so he could only try his best to express swear words with his eyes.

After Feng Ziyu was placed, Han Fei began to gather everyone in the dead building to go to Ancestral Hall Street.

Before everyone arrived, Han Fei rushed to the fourth floor of Building No. 4 of the Dead Building.

The big evil took half of the broken heart from the butterfly's hand. It has been biting since the butterfly's consciousness dissipated until now. Han Fei is also a little curious about the changes in the big evil.

It's just that the deep world is different from the shallow world. If you want to know the changes of pets, you may have to touch them.

Recalling the tingling sensation, he was a little worried that the evil spirit poison would evolve again.

Han Fei led the Specter beside him to the fourth floor. At the same time, in the room 4044 on the fourth floor near the door, there was an abnormal noise in a well-preserved wardrobe.

After a long time, the wardrobe door was pushed open, and a young man dressed in the same clothes as Huang Ying's novice shirt walked out humming a song with headphones on.

He shook his head, accidentally tripped over the lower edge of the wardrobe, and then looked around.

"What is Happy Planet...Fuck!"