At 21:30 Xingwang time, Feng Lianzhu entered the registration area of the underground arena and looked at the narrow red house and the clown in a more exaggerated costume. Feng Lianzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
It's much more comfortable than school, at least you don't have to recite so much imperial language.
Seeing Feng Lianzhu, the clown split his mouth and revealed a bright smile: "I thought you weren't coming today, I'm so happy to see you~"
Feng Lianzhu wondered when he had established such a close relationship with Brother Ugly. After thinking about it for a long time, he had no idea, so he nodded slightly to the clown: "I have something to do, it's too late."
He replied simply.
"Really? I thought you were worried that your opponent would be stronger today, so you would rather give up that 1 million than dare to come~" The Joker said with a smile, obviously Feng Lianzhu was very happy to come to the arena today.
Why didn't he come? There is a family to support. Feng Lianzhu sighed slightly and asked, "Will the opponent be stronger? What about the bonus?"
"The bonus is increased to 2 million, if you add a mark, it will double to 400~" The clown pressed his palm against the wall, rubbed the red paint on his hand, and slowly touched Feng Lianzhu's neck, "You need ?"
"Well." Feng Lianzhu nodded, it would be best to make more money, "Brother Ugly is really considerate."
Hearing Feng Lianzhu complimenting himself again, the clown's smile instantly collapsed. He asked with a sullen face, "Are you pretending to be stupid, or do you really know nothing?"
"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Feng Lianzhu asked in confusion, "I really don't know anything about the arena, thanks to the help of Ugly Brother."
There are many grammatical similarities between Imperial and Interstellar. Learning Imperial today will also be of great help to Feng Lianzhu's Interstellar. His speech is no longer word by word, and can finally be coherent.
When the clown heard Feng Lianzhu's words, he always felt that the person in front of him was so stupid that the top of his head was blooming.
"Do you need five fingerprints for the second game?" Feng Lianzhu asked inexplicably.
He remembered that yesterday the clown just wiped his neck and rubbed a smear of red paint, but today he left so much.
"No, I just want to experience the feeling of reaching out and pinching your neck." The clown rubbed his fingers. "You have good skin. Most of the contestants in our ring are rough-skinned savages, but you are well maintained."
"You're the last show today, the finale," the Joker said. "Yesterday your attitude angered the audience, and they specifically asked you to be in the last show."
The audience's original words were, kill this arrogant player, tear him to pieces, and let his blood spill over the entire arena.
There has never been a player who didn't try to please the audience. Feng Lianzhu was too arrogant, and a product had its own personality, which made the audience who came to the underground arena to seek excitement very uncomfortable.
"What time is the last game?" Feng Lianzhu asked.
"At 1:30 in the morning, during this time, you can go to your exclusive small room to rest, or you can quit the star network to rest in reality. However, if you quit the star network and don't come back to participate in the game at 1:30, then the underground arena The whole network will block you." The clown said, "We ask the hackers to find your address, catch up to the door, and push you into the real arena, making your life worse than death~"
His tone sounded very hopeful for Feng Lianzhu to escape.
Feng Lianzhu didn't notice Joker's intention at all, he thought it was good, he could log out and log in to Feng Yuansi's account to do his homework, and come to the ring at 1:30. The game ends at two o'clock, and the next morning class is at nine o'clock, and there is still a period of rest.
Feng Lianzhu silently recalled his schedule and thought it was acceptable, at least seven hours of rest. In the game before, as an NPC, he had no time to rest at all. He had been fighting and fighting, being beaten or killed by players. Apart from some headaches in learning, life in the interstellar world was quite easy.
Feng Lianzhu, who is unaware of the high-intensity schedule, quits to do homework and recite the imperial language texts. The texts in elementary school textbooks are very short. Feng Lianzhu first consolidated the words and grammar he had learned before going to Reciting simple basic conversations such as "How are you", "I'm fine", "Have you eaten", "It's a nice day today", "The two suns of Ramiel rose at the same time today" is very useful easy.
The more difficult thing is to write an essay, which is a process of independent creation. Teacher Green Dragon’s essay is a propositional essay, with the topics as “my mother”, “my father”, “my best friend”, “by my side”. A trivial matter” and “My ideals”, each composition should not be less than 300 words, but there is a lot of sadness.
Dad, mom... How can he have such a thing, he only has designers such as program, art, audio design, game planning, etc. The planning is Dad, he is more of an idea, and the specific operation is handled by the art and other staff. Yes, it can be said that his body is completely made by these people, and he is a mother.
The friend is probably Pom Kilates. Although they haven't met, they are already friends of heart.
There are also small things... Feng Lianzhu thought about it and wrote these four compositions.
My mom: I have a lot of moms who are tormented by a single thought from their dad every day, stay up late to work, modify my body, my voice, my strengths, my fighting patterns, etc. again and again... Moms have a great relationship Complicated, sometimes good, sits together and talks about how to fix my things, sometimes very bad, fights over the way I'm educated. Mothers have a common trouble, that is, the hair that is falling out day by day. There is often a hair growth potion on my mother's desk. Hair that falls out can also be pulled back. I love moms? I don't know, but I'm grateful that they worked so hard to nurture me.
My dad: My dad's relationship is not good. People often scold him for being a dog. Dad likes to manipulate my soul, and often changes my settings on a whim. Every time I make changes, someone will call my father too deceitful. I don't have much to say about Dad, but he's also bald.
My best friend: My only friend was a little naive. I didn't like him at first. I even thought about stealing his savings. Of course, he also took my most important things. At that time, I was very angry and also want to get revenge on him. He didn't know anything about it, he often threw me things he didn't like to do, bullied the people around me, and even smashed my home. Fortunately, I am not like him. I am a generous person. I kept his small treasury, and he will also use his brain for me. We have a pretty good relationship now, and he is a friend worth meeting.
A little thing around me: I always have a lot of people running around, smashing my home, killing my little brother, and grabbing gold coins from me. However, I am a calm person, and I don't care about these things. There are few things that left a deep impression on me, and most of them are forgotten. The only thing that impresses me is that there was a couple who thought my home was good, so they came to my bamboo forest to fall in love, and they didn't kill my little brother, which made me curious and hid in the bamboo to peek at them. . They were very close at first, and even wanted to do some shy things in my house, but at this moment, a woman suddenly came and accused the men in the couple of stepping on two boats. They fought and demolished my Home, I got hurt by them, triggered my combat mode, and killed them all.
I wrote four compositions in one breath. It was already 12:00 in the morning, and there was still an hour and a half left. The wind was even bamboo stretched and I was a little worried when I looked at the last topic - my ideal.
Ideal is probably the meaning of wish. Feng Lianzhu is an NPC, and no one has set a wish for him, but the system once said that the reason why he has a system is that the system was summoned by his wish.
What does it mean
"System, what is my wish that attracts you so much?" Feng Lianzhu couldn't help asking.
[Should the host Feng Lianzhu think about it, as an online game NPC, why do you have a wish?]
Seeing the system's answer, Feng Lianzhu was stunned, yes, why didn't he think of it when the system mentioned wishes before? Only when there is a desire, can there be a system, so in fact, he awakens his consciousness first, attracting the system, rather than having a system, and the system issues a task for him, and then he awakens his consciousness.
He looked at his last composition "A little thing around me", which happened when he hadn't obtained the system, why would he find it interesting and remember it? At that time, he should have cleaned up the junk data from time to time, and he would have forgotten about it long ago.
Feng Lianzhu was sluggish for a while, picked up the pen, and wrote on the virtual composition paper—
My ideals: I don't remember my ideals. I don't know why I had ideals in the first place. At that time, I was confused and acted according to the dog's plan every day. I was a puppet without a soul. To this day, I don't remember the original desire to have my own ideas, but now, I have goals at this stage. I want to study, go to college, make money, support my family, and let everyone around me go to college. This is a responsibility and a wish. I clearly realized that this was not something that my father had imposed on me, but that I was willing to do it myself.
After writing these five essays, Feng Lianzhu's original mental exhaustion was swept away. He should have been very tired, but when he saw the essay "My Ideal", he was motivated again.
Although this was Fat Dragon's mission, Feng Lianzhu found that he actually liked the days of taking responsibility. Compared with meaninglessly fighting monsters and leveling up, being expected by others made him feel more realistic.
Dog Sixteen once said that what they did was not as good as what Feng Lianzhu paid, but in fact, Feng Lianzhu also gained a lot of intangible things from Dog Sixteen and others.
Feng Lianzhu smiled, submitted five essays in the teaching system, logged out of Feng Yuansi's account, put on another Xingwang equipment, and came to the underground arena.
Different from yesterday's urgent need for tuition fees, today's Feng Lianzhu is a little bit looking forward to getting the next 4 million. With this money, the returnees can get a few more places to go to college, and Feng Lianzhu himself will feel more real.
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