I’m a Professional NPC

Chapter 56: We are in this same boat

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Seeing that the little guy was still obedient, Qing Ya became inexplicably in a better mood, patted her body with her hand, stepped forward and pulled his wrist towards the basement.

Tell him as you walk: "No matter who is calling outside or what is happening outside, you are not allowed to open the door, understand?"

Beibei nodded, and timidly replied "Yes".

"Only eat the food and water I give you, don't waste it, understand?"

Beibei stopped, tilted her head to look at Qingya, and said in a childish voice, "What if I'm hungry?"

Qing Ya felt that his question was a bit strange, according to her thinking, "You are not a life-and-death friend who helped me like Mumu, Mimi and Jiu'er, so what does it matter to me if you are hungry?".

After thinking about it, they are now "the same camp", so it is a bit too heartless to say this, um, it is not appropriate.

So he said: "Now is an extraordinary period, food and water are very limited, so it is impossible for you to eat 'full', and I should give you the share that is necessary to maintain my life, understand?"

Beibei blinked her big clear eyes, feeling aggrieved and innocent, she whispered: "My mother wouldn't treat me like this..."

Qing Ya pursed her lips imperceptibly, and said nonchalantly: "Whatever you think, you have to follow my rules here, or let me out."

Even under very strict rules and reprimands, Qing Ya kept a very gentle smile on her face.

Beibei's eyes were covered with mist, and she looked at Qingya pitifully, but found that this trick was useless.

With the same sincerity and innocence on the face of the other party, he finally lowered his head and slowly walked down the stairs with his small hands, his small back looked very thin under the dim light.

Qing Ya looked at it, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Just when Si Yan thought this guy had finally realized something, Qing Ya suddenly said: "By the way, there are also lighting..."

Uh... this way of thinking... is too out of the ordinary.

It turned out that after she pissed off the little guy just now, it just reminded her that there were still supplies that were not fully prepared.

Si Yan knew that some things should not be rushed, but should be taken slowly.

Qing Ya began to look around the house for lighting.

As a result, I turned around in a mess and couldn't find anything.

Instead, I saw the bedding, clothes and other things on the bed... I simply threw them from the stairs to the basement.

During these seven days, I don't know if the weather and temperature have changed.

Because in the basic plot, only the crazy side of the town residents corrupted by evil forces is shown, and the entire scene is almost completed in that convenience store.

So I don't know much about my surroundings.

Qing Ya has experienced the roles of two robots and knows that the ambient temperature is very important to everything.

Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. If these things are left on it, if they are invaded, they may be used as fire starters. It is better to put them in the basement to be prepared.

After all this was done, it was completely dark.

A blood-red moon rose in the sky.

The wailing from the direction of the convenience store became more and more tragic. In addition to the women's, there were also the voices of children screaming and begging for mercy.

Qingya seemed very indifferent to these things, to her ears, it was like in the characters in the game world before, she could hear the howls of other characters from the valley every night.

Howling when being hacked by players, or fighting each other for territory, etc.

Qing Ya fumbled to close the door of the basement, then walked down.

Just when she was halfway down the stairs, she suddenly shivered.

She heard small voices coming from the corner.

Listening intently, it turned out that it was the little guy crying suppressedly.

Qing Ya quickly relaxed, and went to the side to sit down and rest by herself.

Probably because she is also extremely tired now, or because of the darkness, Qing Ya didn't notice that the large pile of quilts and clothes she had thrown in the basement before had disappeared.

Qing Ya sat down, feeling as if her body was about to fall apart.

Carefully touched the bag containing the food, took out the small bag that was not finished before, and continued to eat with mineral water.

Consciousness chatted with Si Yan: "Si Yanjun, do a search to see if there is any plot about Triss' activities at home..."

The main reason is to see where she puts candles, gasoline and diesel.

Si Yan: "No, strictly speaking, this character is not really in the plot, but a marginal character that leads to the plot..."

"Fringe role?"

Si Yan explained: "In the vast majority of plots, there will be someone or something that becomes its fuse, trigger point, or introduction. And this 'person' and 'thing' are called marginal characters. For example, you are now The role of this salesperson is to kick off the prelude to the coming of this evil force. Although it is not a decisive factor, you are the first to die because of it... "

Qing Ya understood somewhat, "So as a marginal character, the basic plot won't be involved, right?"

Si Yan: "It's probably like this. I suggest that you may ask Beibei to help you find it."

Qing Ya slapped her head, "That's right, he is Triss' son, he must know some of Triss' living habits."

So he lay down on the stairs and called Beibei up.

Beibei quickly climbed up from the stairs tremblingly, looking at Qingya with big eyes, with tears on her face, but she pretended to be strong and stubborn.

Qing Ya said that everyone should help each other now, and asked him to find some lighting.

When Beibei heard this, her eyes lit up, she felt a need, and then quickly ran to search in the storage compartment under the kitchen.

He took out a handful of candles, found a lighter from a corner, held it in his arms, and walked to Qing Ya.

Looking at her, his big eyes fluttered, looking at Qingya full of expectation, like a little mouse wanting to get a reward.