In fact, Xie Fangcheng was too lazy to run down from the teachers' dormitory to the guard room of the student dormitory to look for someone.
The main thing was that just now, he couldn't find which room Director Wei lived in.
From the sixth floor to the first floor, Jie Fangcheng knocked on every room, asking as he knocked: "Director Wei, Director Wei? Are you in the room? Please open the door."
No one!
All the rooms were silent. Manager Xie was a very particular person. He couldn't just break into the room in the middle of the night when no one opened the door. How embarrassing!
So after knocking for a while without any results, Xie Fangcheng was about to give up. Then he raised his head in the corridor and saw through the glass that there were several strange-looking students lying in front of the window of the guard post of the student dormitory. All of them had died in tragic ways.
Jie Fangcheng suddenly remembered.
What a coincidence!
Isn’t Teacher Zhang hanging around at the student dormitory guard post
He is so close to Director Wei and they are in cahoots with each other. He should know which room Director Wei lives in, right
Thinking of this, Jie Fangcheng staggered to the student dormitory and drove away a group of naughty student NPCs.
Then he stretched his head and found that Teacher Zhang was sitting at the desk with his eyes closed.
"Hey! Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang?"
Jie Fangcheng reached out his hand to shake him without any hesitation, but before his fingers touched him, Zhang An, who had his eyes closed, finally opened them.
Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment.
Zhang An usually wears glasses so you can't tell, but now without them, Jie Fangcheng discovered that the color of his right eye was a little lighter, which didn't look bad, but there was an indescribable coldness and indifference in him, which was completely different from his usual good-tempered and gentle appearance.
"... Teacher Jie?" Zhang An spoke at this time, his voice full of weariness, sounding like he had just woken up from a dream.
My goodness, could this guy have fallen asleep while sitting
Jie Fangcheng took a look at the teaching plan in front of him and was amazed.
Manager Jie, who is well versed in the art of slacking off, finds it hard to imagine that there are people who love their work so much that they would fall asleep at their workstations, especially when this is a job in a dungeon and there is no salary.
He works so hard even though he doesn't have to work for free. He is truly the ultimate office worker.
Jie Fangcheng: "Nothing, I just want to ask if you know which room Director Wei lives in?"
Zhang An was stunned for a moment, then frowned as if he was a little embarrassed.
"I don't quite remember. Do you have anything to do with him?"
"Oh, ask him to fix the water pipe." Jie Fangcheng said naturally.
After he finished speaking, Zhang An was not pretending this time. He was indeed stunned for a moment, but then he quickly reacted.
"Where's the broken water pipe?"
"The one in the staff dormitory."
After Jie Fangcheng finished speaking, he picked up the stick with a faucet that had been sticking on the ground.
This "stick" is also unlucky. It just whipped the dead teacher NPC in the staff dormitory, and then whipped the dead student NPC here. After hundreds of battles, the faucet was crooked and the stick appeared in a wavy shape.
Seeing Zhang An's eyes on that wave, Jie Fangcheng stretched out his hand to straighten it: "It's okay, you see, it looks like it can still be used after stretching it."
Zhang An: “…”
Jie Fangcheng put the stick on his shoulder and said in a very familiar manner: "Let's go, let's go and find Director Wei to solve this important problem. Besides, look at your living environment."
After saying that, Jie Fangcheng stuck his head directly through the glass window. Zhang An stepped back to avoid his head, making it easier for him to look around like a mink.
"Oh, isn't there an old man there?" Jie Fangcheng was surprised. "Hey, ask him. He should know which room Director Wei is in, right?"
Uncle Li closed his eyes tightly.
I don’t know whether what I heard from “Teacher Jie, Teacher Jie” was real or just pretending by those students. Anyway, I just pretended to be asleep.
Zhang An turned his head to look at Uncle Li, then finally stood up.
He put on his glasses and was his usual gentle and polite gentleman.
"Uncle Li is old, let him have a good rest." Zhang An put on his coat and said, "I'll go back with you to take a look."
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The two returned to the faculty and staff dormitory building. Zhang An's eyes swept across Director Wei's dormitory door, then shook his head.
"I don't remember which room Director Wei is in."
"Okay then." Jie Fangcheng revealed the next second that he actually wasn't very obsessed with repairing the water pipes. "Anyway, I tried my best."
No one else would understand why he went to such great lengths to look for Director Wei and then gave up so quickly.
Zhang An could now vaguely guess his amazing train of thought.
Let’s put it this way, by applying the psychology of a social animal who is very good at slacking off, we can accurately grasp Jie Fangcheng’s psychological activities.
When the water pipe is broken, I go to Director Wei. Doesn't it sound like when something goes wrong at work, so I go to my boss. After notifying my boss, it is equivalent to a mature corporate slave who is trying to pass the buck and thinks that any subsequent problems are the boss's fault
It would be even better if he couldn't find it now. If he looked for it, it would be because Director Wei was not there. In that case, the broken water pipe would be Director Wei's fault.
However, most office workers don’t have the courage to put the blame on their boss. But looking at Jie Fangcheng’s skilled appearance, he must have done this many times before.
Jie Fangcheng's patience could only last so long. He yawned and said, "That's enough. Let's all go back to sleep."
As he said this, he staggered towards his dormitory.
After walking a few steps, Xie Fangcheng felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw Zhang An still standing there, seemingly struggling.
"What's wrong with you?" Jie Fangcheng asked.
Zhang An pushed his glasses, and his whole body revealed the embarrassment of an intellectual: "I... Director Wei asked me to go to the guard room of the student dormitory. This should be the killing rule I have to follow. But there is another rule that you can't walk outside after twelve o'clock."
That is to say, if he wants to abide by the rules, he has to stay in the guard room, but if he goes to the guard room, it will trigger the rule that "you can't walk outside after twelve o'clock."
If someone was more thoughtful and caring, he would probably be touched when hearing Zhang An say this.
Look, even though he was worried about these killing rules, he still followed me back to the staff dormitory without saying a word. This shows how much trust I have in him.
But Jie Fangcheng just looked at him strangely and said, "Why did you listen to him? Go back to your own dormitory and sleep! It's so cramped to sleep in the guardhouse, which has such a small space."
Zhang An lowered his eyes and tried to conceal his expression by pushing up his glasses.
Jie Fangcheng also figured something out. He suddenly realized, "Oh, you don't dare to go back to sleep by yourself. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Jie Fangcheng also had experience in dealing with this kind of thing: "Then how about this, you come back to my room and sleep with me."
Zhang An's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, paused for a moment.
Jie Fangcheng had already cleared the way in front. He was completely reluctant to part with the hard-earned stick, so he lifted it over his shoulder. The crooked faucet swayed behind him, looking like a bunch of ripe persimmons. Jie Fangcheng's movements were as skillful as those of an old farmer.
"Come on, this is the room... Huh? Oh, yeah, I have a roommate!"
Ever since Jie Fangcheng left the room, Wang Xi couldn't sleep at night.
At first he thought this man was really looking for death. Didn’t he hear what Director Wei said? No walking around after lights out!
Once this kind of rigid rule is triggered, a fierce battle will break out. Even NPCs like Director Wei have to abide by it. How can this player named Jie Fangcheng walk out so brazenly? He is indeed a rookie who has only completed the game once. He really doesn't know how to live or die!
I just don't know if it will implicate myself.
As Wang Xi was thinking this, he soon heard some noise coming from the corridor, as if someone was punching a sandbag.
But the noise soon disappeared.
I guess it was Jie Fangcheng who triggered the rules and started fighting with the NPC.
This kid dared to do this just after completing a dungeon. Does he really think he is some powerful person
It’s better to die, so I don’t have to do it myself.
Wang Xi had just been thinking this when he heard another sound coming from the corridor.
"... Director Wei?... Are you there? Come out..."
“Boom boom boom.”
"In... out..."
Damn it!!
Wang Xi wrapped himself in the quilt and thought: This voice sounds like my roommate's! !
Did he turn into a ghost when he died? ? He won't come here again soon, right? ?
Wang Xi himself knew that his strength was not that strong, so at this time he could only hold his own attack props in his hands.
As I held my hand, the sound became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
Wang Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was indeed very late, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze.
Suddenly, a beam of light poured in from the corridor again and the door opened.
Wang Xi suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, and was so frightened that he shuddered on the spot.
Against the light, the roommate who had just escaped from the door alive now had something growing on his shoulder, a long thing with a few tumor-like things attached to it.
When he speaks, his voice is still the same as when he was alive...
“Pah.”
Jie Fangcheng reached out to turn on the light in the room, but when he turned on the switch, there was no electricity. The light didn't come on. He was stunned for a moment: "There's a power outage? Isn't there electricity in the corridor?"
A voice came from behind him, explaining to him very gently: "The wiring in the corridor is different from that in the house, so when the power in the house is cut off, the light will not work when you turn on it, but the light in the corridor will still be on."
As he was talking, the man appeared at the door.
Wang Xi screamed in his heart again: Damn it! Why is he here too
The man named Zhang An, who was one of the culprits who caused Wang Xi's student handbook to be handed over, and who should now be living at the student dormitory guardhouse, was standing behind Jie Fangcheng.
Jie Fangcheng didn't understand the explanation of this line, but it didn't matter, it wasn't important.
He walked in and casually put the pipe with the lump on it on the shelf at the door. At this time, Wang Xi finally saw clearly that it was not a lump, but a string of faucets connected to the bathroom pipe.
Wang Xi: “…”
Are you sick? Why do you do this kind of thing
Jie Fangcheng looked at him at this time: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Wang Xi calmed down and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Jie Fangcheng was stunned, and then he felt that he was really incomprehensible: "What do you mean, ghosts have shadows?"
Wang Xi: “Yes.”
Jie Fangcheng: "??? You're talking nonsense, ghosts don't even have a physical body, how can there be a shadow???"
Wang Xi looked at him speechlessly, but seeing this man's appearance, the tone of his voice that made people want to do something, and the reliable yet unreliable expression on his face, if he turned into a ghost and looked exactly the same as if he were alive, Wang Xi would admit defeat.
He was too lazy to argue with him and raised his chin: "Why is he here too?"
"Oh, Zhang An was scared to sleep alone, so I called him over."
After Jie Fangcheng finished speaking, the other two people fell silent.
Zhang An quickly laughed and nodded obediently: "Yes."
Wang Xi: “…”
When did these two become so close
But soon, Wang Xi felt that this relationship was just like that.
Jie Fangcheng looked at the facilities in the room, then randomly pointed at the bench in front of the table.
"I see that you can sleep soundly even lying on the table in the guard room, so you can just make do with it."
After saying that, he felt that this might not be a good idea: "Of course, I mean you can choose not to lie on the table... You can also lie on the floor."
Wang Xi was amazed, but then he quickly said, "No! He can't sleep in our room."
"Why?"
"He should have stayed in the guard room of the student dormitory today, but he came to sleep in our room. Who knows if this will cause us to trigger some rules?"
"No." Jie Fangcheng waved the stick at the door, "Even if it is triggered, just beat him to death!"
"Damn! Why are you so arrogant?" Wang Xi asked sincerely.
Jie Fangcheng smiled slightly: "I just told the truth."
Are you sick in the brain?!
Wang Xi wanted to continue scolding, but Zhang An's eyes had already turned to him.
Wang Xi didn’t think his roommate Jie Fangcheng was that great, but Zhang An didn’t look like an ordinary player at all.
When Wang Xi met his eyes, he froze for a moment, then muttered, "Just don't implicate me."
After saying this, Wang Xi wrapped himself in the quilt and lay down facing the wall.
Over there, Jie Fangcheng took out a set of bedding from the cupboard and handed it to Zhang An.
"Here, everyone was given two sets, this one is for you."
After saying that, Jie Fangcheng looked at him expectantly.
Zhang An paused, then replied: "Then I will return the set I haven't used to you tomorrow."
Only then did Xie Fangcheng nod with satisfaction.
"Okay, good night." After saying that, Jie Fangcheng shook the quilt in his hand and closed his eyes.
Zhang An looked at the quilt in his hand.
Jie Fangcheng doesn't care about these things, but he also cares a little about them.
He didn't care about patterns, so he just picked up his pajamas and two sets of quilts at random. The quilt was pink and had a cartoon Doraemon embroidered on it, which was completely different from the style of his purple pajamas with a pattern of flowers.
But Jie Fangcheng cares more about cleanliness.
Zhang An thought about it, then draped the quilt over himself, sat on the chair in front of the table, propped up his face, and closed his eyes.
The copy has ended for him. He has already figured out how it will develop next and how to pass it.
But now, a second problem arises, one that seems more interesting than the copy.
Who is this player named Jie Fangcheng? .
the next day.
Morning reading starts at 7:00, and the bell in the dormitory building rings at 6:00.
When the bell rings, it means that teachers can come out of the dormitory, wash up and return to the teaching building to start a new day of teaching.
But this time…
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle" - the water in the bathroom spurted out from the broken part, and the whole floor was wet. This was not the most difficult thing.
The most difficult thing is that there were originally 12 faucets, but today there are only six left.
Soon, Director Wei rushed over after hearing the noise. When he saw the state of the bathroom, he was shocked, angry, and a little panicked.
"Who did this?"
He looked at the teachers around him.
The teacher NPCs didn't say anything, and the players who got up early looked at each other, wondering what had happened last night.
The only two people who knew about it, Xie Fangcheng was still sleeping. Zhang An had already arrived, but he just pushed his glasses and looked at Director Wei without saying a word.
Director Wei guessed that these teachers would not dare to come out at night, so those things came out
should be!
Yesterday in the middle of the night, when he was asleep, he heard knocks on the door.
A familiar voice called out from the door: "Director Wei? Director Wei?"
It was the middle of the night! Why didn't those things go to the new teacher but to him? Did something happen again
Director Wei did not sleep all night.
Jie Fangcheng was sleeping soundly.
A Zhang An.
Apart from the two of them, even Wang Xi, who knew who knocked on the door last night, couldn't sleep.
He was afraid that Zhang An would not follow the rules and bring trouble to himself, so he woke up every now and then even with his eyes closed at night.
It was very quiet around now, and Director Wei forced a smile.
"The bathroom is unavailable today, everyone please go to another floor."
After that, he hurried to find the principal to report what happened last night.
Just as he turned around, he saw Zhang An.
Director Wei was stunned for a moment: "Teacher Zhang?"
Zhang An pursed his lips, his expression looking a little weak: "Director Wei, I just happen to have something to talk to you about."
Although Teacher Zhang and I get along very well, no matter how close we are, Teacher Zhang is still just a teacher.
Director Wei frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, wait until I come back."
After saying that, he turned and left.
For some reason, Tong Xinxin covered her right eye with white gauze. After seeing this scene, she looked at Zhang An with a smile.
"It seems that Mr. Zhang's personal skills are just so-so."
Zhang An just nodded at her politely.
It was almost seven o'clock when Jie Fangcheng woke up.
Players like Wang Xi immediately followed the teacher NPC to eat breakfast and returned to the teaching building, preparing to compile the student manuals and think about how to pass this dungeon.
The only people left in the dormitory were Jie Fangcheng... and Zhang An, who was sitting at the table.
“Good morning…” Jie Fangcheng poked his messy head out from under the quilt and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
Zhang An has changed into school uniform.
The school uniform is also a suit. His current outfit is not much different from usual. At first glance, he still looks very serious and earnest.
Jie Fangcheng yawned boredly and slowly sat up from the bed.
Zhang An smiled at him: "Good morning."
Jie Fangcheng took his washbasin to wash up. When he came back, he was much more sober and looked at Zhang An with a strange look.
"They all left, why don't you leave?"
Zhang An was reading the math textbook in his hand. When he heard him ask this, Zhang An finally raised his head and said, "Thank you for helping me yesterday. I know how to pass the level now. Do you want to listen?"
Jie Fangcheng let out an "ah" and his expression seemed to become a little painful in an instant.
But then, with a bit of courage and reluctance, he said, "Is it complicated?"
"Not complicated."
Jie Fangcheng breathed a sigh of relief and lazily sat cross-legged on the bed: "Then tell me."
But when Zhang An began to describe the method he found to pass the level, Jie Fangcheng listened and the lazy expression on his face gradually disappeared.
In the end, he looked at Zhang An expressionlessly.
"You mean, I have a high fighting ability and can kill the students with poor academic performance in the class to maintain the average score of my class."
"Yes." Zhang An looked at him without blinking, still looking as gentle as usual. "I found the seven dead students in the guard room of the student dormitory yesterday. They probably didn't die in a car accident."
There was still no expression on Jie Fangcheng's face.
Zhang An seemed to have not noticed his change in attitude and continued to explain: "Compared to them dying in a car accident outside the school, I am more inclined to believe that they died in the school. It could be a fall from a building, or an accident... But since they died in the school, then I think there must be a safer way to kill students without getting eliminated."
"In this school, students' lives are more valuable than teachers' lives, and students have more power than teachers. Teachers don't have many resources to use. Just by looking at Wang Xi's performance, I believe you can see that there is competition between players in this instance, and it's impossible for a student to easily get 562 points."
"Especially - I don't know if you noticed, but Director Wei said before that the average score of the high-achieving college was over 600 in the college entrance examination. Why did these students who had difficulty getting 562 points in their second year of high school make rapid progress and their scores soared to over 600 in their third year of high school? The only reasonable explanation is that students with poor academic performance...they will not take the college entrance examination, or they have no chance to take the college entrance examination."
The school itself will clean up some "poor students", just like those seven students.
Zhang An smiled: "This is also the trick I found in the guard room yesterday. I believe that when the second player enters the guard room, they will also think of this way to pass the level. Of course, they may not dare to use it, because the dead students will return to the guard room and seek revenge on the teacher who killed them. But I think you can use it, because you are not afraid of those NPCs, right?"
After listening to this, Jie Fangcheng just shook his head: "I understand, you want me to kill these students in order to pass the level, right?"
Zhang An's expression looked a little surprised for a moment: "What's wrong? They are just some NPCs. After being killed this time, they will restart again when the next instance restarts, just like the monsters set in the game. They can be resurrected after dying once..."
Jie Fangcheng glanced at him coldly. Zhang An stopped talking. His eyes were covered by his glasses. Because of the light, Jie Fangcheng did not see that there was a kind of inquiry in those eyes.
Jie Fangcheng suddenly stood up.
"Okay, Zhang An, you should go back."
Before, every time Jie Fangcheng called his name, he would pronounce the word "Zhang" with the third tone, which sounded a bit strange at the end.
This time his voice was cold, and when he called his name he pronounced the word "Zhang" just like he did with other people.
Zhang An looked at him and finally stood up slowly.
When he reached the door, Zhang An turned around.
"Teacher Jie, you seem to be more sympathetic towards these NPCs... than towards the players. Why is that?"
Jie Fangcheng sneered: "Go slowly, I won't see you off."
After the door closed in front of him, Zhang An took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket, lowered his head and wiped his glasses carefully, then put them back on.
He raised his head with a faint smile on his lips, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"As expected..."
He muttered something, looked at the door in front of him, then turned and left.
Zhang An was in a good mood, while Jie Fangcheng was in a bad mood.
After changing his clothes, he staggered to the restaurant, but when he arrived he found that the restaurant was empty.
The food window was still open, and the lady in charge of serving food looked at him in shock and said, "Teacher, you are too late. We have already collected all the food."
Jie Fangcheng was bewildered: "Doesn't the stall close at 7:00 for morning reading?"
Auntie was speechless: "The teachers in our school are very hardworking. Everyone finishes their meals before 6:30 and goes to the teaching building to prepare lessons."
"But there are always lazy ones! You should also consider the lazy teachers, right?"
After he finished speaking, the aunt's expression changed and her tone became very cold: "We don't welcome teachers who just want to get by in our school!"
After saying that, he slammed the food window shut.
The supermarket was not open at this time. Although Jie Fangcheng would not starve to death if he skipped a meal, he would feel like he would be at a huge loss.
He sighed and dragged his feet back to the office slowly, at an elderly pace.
Today's morning reading is English. All the teachers in the Chinese office are present, and the players are gathered together to discuss how to pass the level.
Yue Haiyang had a good relationship with him, and when he saw him, he waved at him: "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, come quickly, we have already discussed the techniques to pass the level!"
Jie Fangcheng got a headache when he heard the word "customs clearance". He sighed, staggered to his workstation, and then exclaimed "Huh" in surprise.
"Whose breakfast?"
Yue Haiyang turned around and said, "I don't know. I put it in your seat when I came."
Jie Fangcheng opened the plastic bag.
A box of fried rice with eggs, sausages and a peeled tea egg, and a cup of soy milk.
Jie Fangcheng turned around and asked, "Whose is this? Is it really mine? Who gave it to me?"
No one knew when the person who delivered the breakfast arrived, and everyone was shaking their heads.
The aroma was so fragrant that Jie Fangcheng hesitated for less than two seconds before he put down his chopsticks and started to pick up the rice.
He is in a good mood when he has something to eat, and he can also listen to other players discussing how to clear the dungeon.
Unlike Zhang An's well-organized, well-documented, and fairly clear plan for clearing the level today, other players' strategies for clearing the level are filled with "maybe", "probably", and "should".
"That's right. Now we have seen that these NPC teachers are not thinking about how to teach every day, but studying the students. Obviously, the relationship between students' grades and teaching level is not very large, but it is likely to be more related to each student's own situation. In other words, our idea of passing the level is probably to solve students' problems."
"A dungeon I completed before was slightly similar to this one. That dungeon was a village, and the player had to survive in the village for three days. We finally completed the dungeon by chatting with every NPC and solving their problems. This dungeon should also be of that format, that is, every student should have good grades, but their grades are not good, maybe because of problems at home, or personality problems, etc."
Of course, some people have expressed different opinions: "This is not a game, how can you pass the level just by chatting with the NPC?"
The player who proposed this idea for clearing the level said seriously, "What if the difficulty of the NPC is that she has a bad relationship with Director Wei? If we kill Director Wei, she can get 750 points. See, then the difficulty of clearing the level is set, right?"
Everyone was shaking their heads and nodding at the same time, making the scene very divisive.
But there is no better way now, and it will definitely not be wrong to understand the students.
"Then let's have a good chat with the students..."
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng finished eating the fried rice, wiped his mouth, and thought for a while.
Although that person is not a good person, he has a pretty good brain.
Such a useful brain cannot be wasted... Mainly because of what that person just said, Jie Fangcheng was a little concerned.
—Anyone who has been in a guard room will think of killing poor students to improve the average score.
"Well... I have an idea." Jie Fang cleared his throat and joined the discussion.
It was the first time that he repeated other people's ideas... But this guy named Zhang An, who was not a very good person, spoke about those clues much more clearly than Qi Chanyang, so that Jie Fangcheng could remember some of them whether he heard them or not.
He had almost finished retelling the clues Zhang An had found... Actually, it was nothing, except that the total score of the students was fixed, and the students would decide for themselves how many points they should give to each teacher, so the teacher NPCs were all trying to understand the students.
Having said this, the "should probably" just now no longer exists. Understanding students becomes a must, and improving one's own teaching level is actually another way to pass the level.
After all, the tip also said that students don’t like teachers with poor teaching levels... Does this also mean that if the teaching level is good enough, the scores assigned by students to the teacher will also be higher accordingly
Jie Fangcheng hesitated for a moment and said that the car accident Director Wei mentioned must be fake, and both students and teachers died in the school.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded: "It means that we can kill students in school, so why don't we just kill the students with poor grades?"
None of the players around had a change of expression, and many of them even showed a look of sudden enlightenment.
Jie Fangcheng felt a sudden chill in his heart.
"Can't!"
The players all looked at him.
Jie Fangcheng said, "These students are not yet adults, and none of them have done anything wrong. Forget about the case of Director Wei, but how could you do this to these innocent students?"
After he finished speaking, the players looked at each other.
Even Xu Xiuxiu, a girl who seemed to be easily moved by emotions, looked a little confused: "But they are NPCs..."
Jie Fangcheng was silent for a moment.
In the first copy, the doctor NPCs all behaved in a very abominable manner, and the patient NPCs all looked so ugly that normal people would lose their SAN. Plus, that team was made up of new players, and most of them were afraid of NPCs, so Jie Fangcheng didn't think there was anything wrong.
But at this moment, Xie Fangcheng obviously felt a sense of alienation.
But from the players' perspective, it seems normal for them to have such thoughts.
The NPCs in the dungeon are all renewable. After dying this time, they will be resurrected next time. The resurrected NPC has no memory of the previous dungeon. To ordinary players, these people are indeed just NPCs in some horror games.
Jie Fangcheng could only change his perspective.
"After those student NPCs die, they will return to the student dormitory at night to look for the teacher who killed them. Their strength is terrifying and cannot be compared with the current student NPCs."
In order to prevent these people from having the wrong idea, Jie Fangcheng emphasized again: "Their strength is very, very, very terrifying, much more terrifying than Director Wei!"
After he gave this reason, the players around him finally showed a thoughtful expression.
"It seems that this method is indeed very dangerous."
After obtaining such important information, the players gathered together again to start discussing.
Jie Fangcheng looked at them and returned to his workstation with little interest.
At this time, Yue Haiyang stretched out his arm and bumped his arm: "Thanks, brother. But you don't look like someone who likes to think about this kind of questions. Why did you suddenly think of these this time?"
Jie Fangcheng paused, then responded vaguely: "Yes, there is a change... Yeah, tell me."
"Oh." Seeing that he didn't seem to want to say more, Yue Haiyang didn't ask any more questions.
Jie Fangcheng sat in his seat in a daze.
These players can immediately think of the method of "killing the student NPC", and each of them is very receptive to this kind of thing... In fact, it seems that we can't really blame these players.
They don’t know that these NPCs are not data generated by the horror game, but real people.
After these people died, they were attracted by the power of the Book of Life and Death, and were finally secretly replaced by an unknown thief and turned into copy NPCs.
Players are not aware of this, they just treat dungeon NPCs as data.
Who hasn’t killed a passing monster in the wild while playing a game? What’s wrong with the monster? What’s wrong with the player
Jie Fangcheng opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and then closed it again.
I don't know whether these people believe what I tell them or not. Even if they do, the survival rate of this kind of horror game is very low. It is almost impossible for a player to survive until now without killing innocent NPCs.
Ultimately, it is the person who stole the Book of Life and Death who needs to be punished, not the uninformed people who need to bear the psychological burden.
The murderer is guilty, but the knife should not be convicted.
Forget it, let’s not talk about it.
Jie Fangcheng sighed with regret.
After sighing, he thought of Zhang An again.
He was stunned for a moment.
Did he blame others wrongly this morning
Just as Jie Fangcheng was thinking this, in Director Wei's office, Zhang An looked pale and very weak.
"What's going on?" Director Wei looked shocked.
Zhang An covered his head and smiled even weaker: "Nothing, I heard some unusual noises in the guard room yesterday and was scared. Director Wei."
"Why?"
"I have something I want to discuss with you."
"what's the situation?"
Zhang An looked at him from between his fingers with half an eye: "I found that among our new batch of teachers... there seems to be something wrong with one of them."
(End of this chapter)