Mo Xiaoyao’s so-called doing good deeds like Lei Feng’s means wandering around in a safe place in the town, helping to pick up the trash littered by tourists, and it’s better to have aboriginal people around to watch. .
"I don't know if this can improve our reputation in this town." Mo Xiaoyao picked up trash all the way, calculated all the way, and roughly sorted out his thoughts, "Borrowing from the game settings, we can roughly divide people into several categories .. those of us who come from the boats, the monster tourists of the world itself, the natives of the town, and the guides who are in between the tourists and the natives."
Picking up the soda can thrown by a pig in front, Mo Xiaoyao threw it into the trash can under the admiration eyes of the residents, and continued to talk about her thoughts to Jiang Yan and Leyin.
"The reputation of the monster tourists should be the least important thing to us. Maybe this dungeon will interact with them when it is at a high star level, but from the current point of view, we have almost no interaction with them."
Jiang Yan: "Not at all, haven't you been helping them deal with the aftermath?"
The people who got off the boat, except for those who were bewitched, were still a minority who had no brains, and almost no one threw anything. Of course, this has something to do with their reluctance to spend money on useless snacks after they feel the price is expensive.
Mo Xiaoyao waved his hand like chasing flies: "That doesn't count, I mean communication in the real sense - have you ever played an RPG game? It's similar to that principle, those monster tourists are just like the scenery boards who can only speak one sentence." Same, nothing to care about. Aboriginal people are different, they are related to the reputation of our tourists, of course, it’s just my guess, believe it or not, it’s up to you.”
"Believe it, why don't you believe it." Jiang Yan raised his elbow and poked Le Yin beside him, "Don't you believe it?"
Le Yin: Hehe. Don't think I don't know what's going on.
"Anyway, that's what happened. If the prestige system is not good, it will be something in the future dungeon. If there is another role-playing game, you have to be careful not to destroy your own character design, and you can't do strange things. I thought NPCs wouldn't kill people."
Leyin took this very seriously, and said: "I understand this. If you have a hatred reputation with an NPC, you will be chased and killed if you enter the territory. This is how it is done in the game."
Jiang Yan glanced at him: "Aren't you addicted to the band and can't help yourself? Are you still playing games?"
Leyin took it for granted: "Even if I don't play games, my roommates in my dormitory also play games. You can understand it. When you were in college, no one in the dormitory played games?"
Jiang Yan grinned, and a sweet smile appeared on the face of the round-faced little girl: "I have a room near the school, I don't live in the school, and I don't have roommates."
Leyin: I'm so tired, I don't want to talk to Boss Ba.
Talking and laughing, the three of them strolled around again, and rushed back to the hotel before the sun went down, determined not to go out at night.
A certain skeleton native who praised them as civilized tourists just said that the town will be very lively after the sun goes down, and the residents who sleep at home during the day will also get up and move. Those aborigines are very enthusiastic, and they like to be with tourists and play with them.
Others will choose to go to hot spring chain stores, soak in hot springs and chat with tourists, and enjoy the beautiful night view by the way.
As for the residents who sleep at home during the day and only come out for a walk at night, Mo Xiaoyao imagined it and felt that he might not be able to accept it. After he simply thanked the skeleton resident for providing them with information, he communicated with Jiang Yan and Leyin. They also unanimously decided to stay in the hotel in an orderly manner at night and never step out of the door.
Anyway, I’ve soaked in the hot springs, and I’ve brushed up my reputation. Tomorrow, I’ll be more careful and don’t do anything wrong. Follow the tour guide’s arrangement to buy a bunch of souvenirs and watch the customs, and then I’ll be able to meet the customs clearance conditions. Why bother going out at this time to find something for myself? comfortable.
People, the most important thing in life is not to be happy, but to have self-knowledge.
Meng Danqiu has been waiting for Mo Xiaoyao and the others to come back. She has already figured out the cause of the death of the five people before. It seems that after reaching the peak of fatigue, she didn't go back to the hotel and slept directly on the side of the road.
After that, a few monster tourists came from nowhere, and when they saw them lying there, they picked them up directly. When they were thrown back, they turned into mutilated corpses, and they didn't know what they had experienced.
"It seems that we were right to go back to the hotel when we felt tired." Jiang Yan gave up the sofa to Mo Xiaoyao, sat sideways on the wide armrest, and whispered, "Don't go out at night, there are ghosts outside .”
Meng Danqiu, who was sitting next to Leyin on the loveseat sofa, was agitated. Suddenly, there was a fear of being dominated by smelly socks in his brain. He shook his head again and again, and said with lingering fear: "No, I definitely won't go!"
Leyin also looked pale. Although he was dropped out and almost drowned in the hot spring, but because of his lack of consciousness, his fear of ghosts is far less than his fear of stinky socks.
After chatting for a few more words, considering that they would not be hungry without having dinner, they all decided to simply go back to the house and sleep with their heads covered, and not to go out if there was any movement outside.
As for their roommates, Jiang Yan and Mo Xiaoyao naturally don't care, Leyin and Meng Danqiu decided to save it. Of course, it's just a few words of persuasion, and it's fine if you don't listen. If a person wants to die, no one can stop him.
Back in the hotel room again, Mo Xiaoyao and Jiang Yan almost got stuck in the door of the bathroom. Everyone wanted to take a shower first and rest, but they didn't expect the other party to have this idea too.
Jiang Yan pointed to himself, and said with a playful smile, "Let me be. I'm a lady now, so I have to take priority."
Mo Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and said, "I'm so sorry, I hate this kind of people who shout 'ladies first' the most, with such a big hat to buckle down, yelling that the whole world will let her go."
After finishing speaking, Mo Xiaoyao showed a mocking expression at Jiang Yan, and put on a fighting posture, "Come on, let's have a fight, whoever wins will come first. They are both 'ladies', whoever takes priority, yes No, classmate Yueyue?"
Jiang Yan immediately shook his head: "No, no, I never fight. There are no such words as fighting or fighting in my dictionary."
Mo Xiaoyao: "...Then what happened to that guy you kicked at the Tiger Gang in the circus? Did I lose my memory?"
"I was doing what is right and helping others..." Jiang Yan coughed twice, walked to his bed and sat down, pretending to search for a change of clothes in the luggage: "Then what, have you ever thought that a single talent Are skills extremely unfair?"
Mo Xiaoyao squinted at him: "There is no absolute fairness in this world. Besides, if you don't enter the dungeon and desperately want to get talent skills, it's not unfair, it's called getting something for nothing."
"I don't mean that. I mean that everyone's skills are different. Some people, such as you, have a great advantage in skills. But people like me and Le Yin are more supportive, and I'm afraid it's useless in battle. .And the contract skills of that fat man like Zhou Jun are even more tasteless—in this way, it is also risking his life to fight for the dungeon, isn't the distribution too unfair?"
Don't care if Jiang Yan is trying to change the subject, but this is indeed a serious matter, Mo Xiaoyao sat on the side of his bed seriously, listening to him continue to talk, while thinking.
Jiang Yan stopped what he was doing, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the side of his bed, and had a long talk with Mo Xiaoyao: "Even if it is a gift, it has some connection with before the earth exploded, but the difference is It’s so big, it always feels a little bit wrong.”
Mo Xiaoyao nodded slowly, and said hesitantly: "You mean, it is possible that the system will compensate people with weak skills at a certain time?"
If that happens, it will be troublesome, and the existing order on the ship will be disrupted again. Whether it is killing each other or a mess of sand, I am afraid it is not a good thing.
"That's not enough." Jiang Yan touched his chin, and a shrewd flash of light flashed in his eyes, "I just think, don't underestimate those weak skills, they might come in handy at some point. The system seems to want us to pass The game and the rules are self-eliminated, rather than being overly suppressed by the strong on weekdays because some people's skills are too weak."
"Oh." Mo Xiaoyao responded indifferently, and raised his eyelids to look at him, "What do you mean by that?"
Jiang Yan: "... I just thought of it suddenly, there is no special meaning."
Mo Xiaoyao: "Then, are you finished?"
Jiang Yan was inexplicably guilty: "It's over."
Mo Xiaoyao stood up and stretched his shoulders: "Come on, let's continue the topic just now, let's go through the tricks, and the one who wins will take a shower first."
Jiang Yan sat on the spot with a bitter face and didn't move: "It's not good to fight and kill. Which president do you see who has nothing to do and learns a superb martial arts? When I am in good health, I concentrate on my business, and I go to the office when I am resting." Going to the gym and staying in shape with a healthy diet and moderate exercise can't beat you."
"Pretend, you can continue to pretend."
Mo Xiaoyao looked at him condescendingly with her arms folded, believing that he didn't know how to fight before she saw the devil. She didn't believe Jiang Yan's harmlessness to the outside world at all. Don't forget, the person who reminded himself to keep exercising and pay attention to his body was this Mr. President who was busy with official duties.
Jiang Yan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and knew that he couldn't fool Mo Xiaoyao, it was just subconsciously pretending. In fact, it's strange to say that he never cared about what others really think of him. As long as everyone saves face, maintains relative respect in social situations, and says what he likes to say behind his back, he won't keep sneezing because of it.
Perhaps, this is a real friend. Mr. Jiang felt that he had realized the true meaning, and looked up at Mo Xiaoyao with sincere eyes: "You wash first, I won't argue with you."
What do you compare with your friends? It doesn't matter who takes a shower first and who takes a shower later, if it's not for the consideration that I'm actually a womanizer, if I'm of the same sex, it doesn't matter if I go in and take a shower together.
Mo Xiaoyao: "...Are you bowing to power?"
Jiang Yan stood up, grabbed Mo Xiaoyao's hand, and said sincerely: "No, I just bow my head for you."
Mo Xiaoyao:? ?
What the hell is this earthy love story that suddenly popped up
Also, you take your paws off first—huh? The hands of this round-faced girl's body are so soft to the touch, they are so weak and boneless, they are so comfortable to pinch, and suddenly they don't want to let go, how can they break...
Jiang Yan: Of course you can touch it for as long as you want!