MMP!
This guy didn't even graduate from an elite academy. It turns out that you can't believe a word he says.
Fortunately, he didn't believe it either...
Doug cursed inwardly and asked, "Brother Jiu, aren't you from an elite school? You even said you would find a way to transfer me from a common school to an elite school..."
"Seventh Brother." Feng Jiu looked at Doug helplessly and said, "I admit that I was wrong to lie to you before, but this time I'm really going to show you my cards. You're a good person, and I'm going to rely on you to break into the top ten in the simulation field!"
"But I really am from a civilian school." Doug said.
"Seventh Brother, it's already this late, stop pretending!" Feng Jiu shook his head and smiled. He raised the roast chicken in his hand, "What is this?"
"Roast chicken!" said Doug.
"Do you want to eat?" Feng Jiu asked.
Doug shook his head.
"It's exposed!" Feng Jiu took a big bite of the roast chicken and said as he ate, "The common people in the school eat synthetic meals that lack oil and salt every day. How could their expressions not change when they see such delicious food as roast chicken? Only elite children like you who eat meat and fish every day would not be interested in the delicacies in the simulation field.
"Eyes can't lie. Even if students from ordinary schools act like they are real, they can't be as indifferent to food as you are! Which student from ordinary schools wouldn't eat a lot when they first enter the simulation field? Yesterday, when you fed me cakes, I realized that you really didn't treat food as food!"
Oh shit!
Even roast chicken has become a delicacy, and everyone eats synthetic meals...
What kind of world is out there
Before, Doug had some yearning for the real world. After all, he had always fantasized about creating a world with super advanced technology that could make games as realistic as the simulation field.
But at this moment, he suddenly lost his longing for the outside world. The real world did not seem as beautiful as he imagined, but rather very bad...
I don’t know whether the person he traveled through is a commoner or an elite
"You elite kids already have a good life, but you're still competing with us. It's not an important exam, so what's wrong with giving us the top ten? In the end, you're the ones who enjoy it..."
Perhaps because of the sad things that happened, Feng Jiu suddenly changed his tone and complained quietly. But when he saw Douge who hadn't said anything for a long time, he suddenly realized that he was complaining to the wrong person. He laughed dryly and explained awkwardly, "Seventh Brother, I'm not talking about you. You are a good person who is willing to teach me something sincerely. I'm talking about those elite students who don't treat us ordinary students as human beings. You are different from them..."
Is the conflict between the common people and the elites so serious? !
Doug frowned slightly and thought to himself, being in the top ten in the simulation field seems to not only bring honor, but also determine one's destiny.
"Seventh brother, don't be angry. This is what I want to tell you. When you go out to explore the world, you have to disguise your identity and don't be as high-profile as the Feng Mansion." Feng Jiu said, "In the simulation field, many civilian students hate the elite students. They will bring you down even if it means they will be eliminated. You look like an elite student. If you go out, you will be a shining living target and will be easily ambushed."
"Okay, I understand. Thanks." Doug nodded. If he was still in the mentality of playing a game before, now that he knew the truth about the simulation field, he decided to take it seriously.
He was not sure whether the outsiders were elites or commoners
It doesn’t matter for elites, but for ordinary people, a top ten ranking in the simulation field may change their fate.
He doesn't want to eat some synthetic meal after going out...
"Why thank me? Without your guidance, I wouldn't be able to understand the meaning of Taotie. This is my way of repaying you." Feng Jiu shrugged and said with a smile, "I'm not an ungrateful person. If possible, I would like to fight for a place in the top ten. I hope that Brother Qi won't kill me then."
"No, my keyword is maintenance, right?" Doug said with a smile, "The ultimate maintenance is to be faithful to one person from beginning to end."
"If the Feng family really captures the simulation field players, how do you plan to deal with them?" Feng Jiu glanced at Doug and said, "You won't protect them as well, right?"
"If we can work together to maintain it, we should do it." Doug smiled, "There is strength in numbers. Since students from civilian schools can't eat good food outside, they can stay in the simulation field for a while and enjoy it for a while. Why do we have to fight and kill? We can unite some people and eliminate some people first. The top ten places can be solved from within..."
Feng Jiu swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at Doug, and asked: "Seventh Brother, is this what you really think?"
"That's right!" Doug said, "You just said that students in elite schools have everything, so why should I compete with you for the top ten! I'm different from them, I'm very generous, and it's best if we can play together." Feng Jiu shook his head and smiled: "Okay, I'll stay at the Feng family to help you clean up the mess, and I'll convey your kindness to others. If they accept it, we can all play together. If they don't accept it, or it's not good for me, I'll take action against them, and don't blame me then..."
"Yeah. I don't blame you." Doug looked indifferent, but his heart was already in turmoil. This conversation with Feng Jiu revealed too much information, which completely changed his understanding of the simulation field.
It turns out that this so-called simulation field is nothing more than a cruel screening machine.
It's not a competition between elite students and common students, but everyone is competing with each other, just to be in the top ten of the simulation field...
Three thousand people competing for ten places. No wonder they can't come back after being eliminated.
grass!
too crazy!
Thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge.
This is the fucking examination system of the Earth!
No wonder the teacher said “Don’t reveal your keywords”, no wonder Feng Jiu wanted to harm himself in the beginning, no wonder Feng Jiu would work so hard
Everything fits right.
Doug felt fortunate that he had shown kindness to Feng Jiu and in return received some really useful information.
otherwise.
With his mentality of treating the simulation field as a game, he would suffer a great loss if he went out to venture into the world...
"Seventh Brother, do you have anything else to say?" Feng Jiu asked.
"No, you can handle the Feng Mansion's affairs yourself." Before coming, Doug did have future plans for the Demons, but after learning the truth about the simulation field, he knew that all the plans would not succeed. The top ten spots were a glaring bait that would induce everyone to kill each other.
Instead of spending time on making those illusory arrangements, it is better to concentrate on managing your own keywords and come out on top in this cruel chicken game...
All right!
He has already come out on top.
Then he must protect the first prize he has obtained to the end.
…
Feng Jiu turned and left, looking at Doug's back as he walked and ate along the way. Doug stood there without moving for a long time. He needed to digest the new information.
The real effect of the simulation field shocked him.
And Feng Jiu is still the same Feng Jiu as at the beginning, and has not become mentally retarded.
Observe carefully, be patient, use a chicken leg to test your identity, and hide your advanced skills...
It is even possible that he made himself stink in the morning on purpose, just to make himself despised so that he could reasonably stay in Feng Mansion instead of going out with him. It is impossible for him not to know that his attributes will grow and his five senses will be improved.
Even the subsequent overtures of goodwill could be further disguise to let your guard down.
After all, he didn't know his identity as a time traveler, and the information and good intentions he provided should be known to everyone, but he used them to show his goodwill!
Every move and every step is calculated!
One Feng Jiu is already so shrewd, and there are hundreds of people like him out there. They are a group of wolves. If you are not careful, you may be swallowed by them without leaving any bones.
Doug sighed silently, reminding himself of his new identity in his heart. He had traveled through time and was no longer the well-fed and well-clothed earthling.
(End of this chapter)