The room was silent.

Qi Tianhe pulled the corner of his mouth, and escaping could expose many problems.

Parrot Science Popularization: "Of all the life-saving skills, only the threshold for practicing the Seven Days Sutra is low..."

"What a low threshold." Qi Tianhe smiled: "Although I have lost my nightlife, am I strong, right?"

Hearing this, the parrot stood up on his knees with his wings held his wings, swept over the tip of his chin from time to time, and looked like he was thinking.

Qi Tianhe instantly realized why some people like to keep pets. Even if they are prodigal, they can't stand the cuteness. At this moment, the parrot's condition made him choose to forgive.

"If you really want to say the reason, use your body to practice it, it will be several times faster." The parrot said nothing now: "I said a long time ago that you have talent."

...Strange talent.

Qi Tianhe was silent for a moment and took out "Folk Hunting Story".

"Liu Tianming exchanged it from Zhu Shuse."

The parrot was dormant at the time and did not hear the conversation between the two. He immediately jumped to the side when he heard this, and a afterimage popped out of his wings, and the speed of flipping the book was unprecedented. When he saw the title "Tianhe", the black bean eyes moved slightly: "Tell me about your experience in the bookstore."

Qi Tianhe also realized that this incident was extraordinary, and did not omit any description when describing it, and he repeated the fantasy scenes he saw in the world in the book as much as possible.

"My mental state was a little abnormal at that time. I was not afraid of the monsters and monsters, but instead felt a fresh and friendly feeling."

After hearing this, the parrot thought quietly for a while, checked the book, but did not feel any residual energy in the game. This conclusion did not bring any ease to it. It would be strange if the things that could be brought out from the copy could not be detected at all.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, Qi Tianhe took a glass of water and drank: "Didn't you say that the problem that cannot be solved can be put on hold first."

The parrot is particularly paranoid in some aspects and is still examining the curious story. Gradually, the color of its feathers seems to become lighter than before, and a few of them exploded, and a trace of vague anger lingered all over.

Qi Tianhe realized that the book was strange and quickly changed the topic: "What do you think of Zhu Shuse?"

The parrot suddenly came to his senses and stepped on the cover with a 'slap': "What's wrong with this thing, lock the drawer first."

Qi Tianhe did what it did.

"It's quite amazing, higher than most players." Parrot then answered the question just now, and commented without much interest.

Qi Tianhe: "I mean her attitude towards her two younger brothers."

Zhu Shuse must be a little sincere to Zhu Zhaoyu, otherwise he would not have given Zhu Zhaoyu a heart-protecting glasses under the questioning of feathers. However, after Zhu Zhaoyu was eliminated, after listening to the parrot's description, the other party was not very touched.

"I really have it, most of it." The parrot said lightly: "She will inevitably attract the attention of the witch generals when she enters the game. She should also think that the witch will start from the two stupid brothers, but even so, she still lets them set up a dungeon."

Qi Tianhe shrugged: "Even if you don't want to, there is no way. The game will force you to give up."

The parrot said the point he ignored: "Group props."

Qi Tianhe was slightly stunned.

Parrot: "It is safer to bring people around with you with team props."

Qi Tianhe thought about it and it was indeed the case: "So she deliberately used her brother as bait. The news that the witch general heard was what Zhu Shuse wanted him to hear."

The parrot nodded.

Qi Tianhe recalled the movie theater copy, and General Wu sent two men to him, but did not take action personally, proving that Zhu Zhaohe was not regarded as heavy. This is a contradiction.

"The Wu Jiang is a smart man, but in order to capture Zhu Zhaohe, he specially gave his subordinates props [drawing the ground into prison]."

The value of props that have been certified by parrots is estimated to be difficult to measure.

"The news released by Zhu Shuse cannot be all false," Parrot: "So the content Zhu Zhaohe was forced to ask is at least six points true. How to extract the real part depends on the witch general's own ability."

I feel tired for these people.

Qi Tianhe doesn't like to intrigue, otherwise he would have inherited his family business long ago. Instead, he thought that he is still the title of a returnee and will be in this group of people in the future, so he can't help but worry:

"I don't know much about the game yet. What if something goes wrong in the conversation?"

Parrot: "When others ask you for your opinion, they will answer 'What do you think'; if others let you charge, they will sneer; when encountering problems that cannot be solved, look at him calmly and say nothing."

"..." Why are you so skilled?

The cell phone rings.

Qi Tianhe was stunned: "My dad?"

After the call was connected, a familiar voice came from the other side: "You haven't been home for a long time."

Qi Tianhe explained: "I have to go back last week, and some things have been delayed."

"Will there be customers tomorrow?"

Qi Tianhe: "No."

"I'm back for dinner tonight, your mother has been talking about you these two days."

Before Qi Tianhe answered, there was only beeping left on the other side of the phone, so he came out of the copy. He actually wanted to take a day off before going back, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Let's go." He picked up the car keys and saw that the parrot seemed too lazy to fly back to his head, so he put it in his pocket and went out.

This point happened to be at its peak. After a long wait, it was almost eight o'clock when I got home. I haven't come back for a while, Qi Tianhe couldn't help but stand at the door and take a deep breath, his heart full of indescribable sense of intimacy.

Qi's mother was very happy to see him and said a lot, the point was that work could be postponed and the matter of finding a partner must be put on the agenda. Qi Tianhe went to the cabinet to take out a bottle of red wine and temporarily got rid of her mother's nagging on the grounds that she wanted to have two glasses with her father.

Other boys can also communicate with their father about career or sports, etc. Qi Tianhe and his father are good at two areas, they are also average in sports competition, and their daily conversations are quite brief.

After thinking for a long time, I finally put a sentence in my mind: "Why did you remember to call me today?"

Qifu brought a box.

"This is……"

"I don't know who sent it at noon." I put a plate of peanuts in front of Qi Tianhe.

"I don't……"

"Give it food." Qifu glanced at the parrot that was nestled in his son's pocket.

"Oh." Qi Tianhe was about to pick up the parrot when he suddenly thought of something, who would feed peanuts to the parrot? Before he could think deeply about this question, he was taken away by the following words.

"I saw that the box was written in a hurry, what important thing should be."

The sender was "a fire in winter". Qi Tianhe stood up quietly and looked for scissors, deliberately avoiding his father's sight and disassembly.

Such a big box, there is only a small carpet inside.

As soon as your finger touches, the message will automatically jump out:

[Magic Carpet: Three-person team props.

How to use: Stand on the blanket at the same time and recite "The magic carpet will take me flying."]

Teaming props?

Qi Tianhe wondered why the bandage man suddenly sent props to him. He searched the address of the delivery online and found that it was a large garbage dump.

"..." Even if you write an address, you can use snacks to make it.

He put away the carpet and turned around and saw the parrot looking at his father in scrutiny. Qi Tianhe realized something was wrong.

Qifu: "It seems to be stuck with peanuts."

I felt that the parrot could not make such a low-level mistake, so Qi Tianhe went over and checked it. The parrot made a swallowing move, as if it was really choking in front of it.

Seeing this, he felt that he needed to control the parrots in terms of diet.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Qi Tianhe returned to the room early to rest. When he got tired of the pillow, he suddenly rushed over and over again. Within two minutes of closing his eyes, he fell into deep sleep.

Rust, rustling.

Late at night, a strong wind blew outside, Qi Tianhe was woken up, and saw the branches with their teeth and claws outside the window shaking wildly, and turned around to continue sleeping. Under the moonlight, a colorful patch came into view... The parrot lay quietly on the other side of the pillow. It did not appear often before. With the "energy replenishment" in the game, the overall condition seemed to be much better.

Qi Tianhe considered whether to bring it a small handkerchief to cover it. In the end, he was too lazy to get out of bed and directly shared his quilt.

Slowly closed my eyes, and the sleepiness came again.

Rust, rustling.

Qi Tianhe suddenly opened his eyes, confirming that it was not the sound of the wind, nor the movement of the trees swaying. Even the source of the sound was in his room. He sat up and looked around, but did not see anything particularly terrifying.

He lie back with relief, and some of the slight intoxication caused by drinking before going to bed disappeared in an instant. Qi Tianhe didn't know if it was the sequelae of intensive copying in a short period of time, and his whole mental state was very tense. This time he was careful and pretended to be asleep. From beginning to end, he narrowed his eyes in a slit. He couldn't see it if he didn't look carefully in the dark.

The wind was getting louder and louder. After a while, a strange rustling sound appeared again. Qi Tianhe didn't move. This time he finally discovered something strange in the room... it was a table.

A pen stands on a table that has not been used for a long time. The pen seems to have an independent consciousness and writes words intermittently.

Qi Tianhe moved his throat and pinched his palm hard, making sure it was not a dream.

Could it be that he unconsciously entered the copy?

In order to prove this speculation, Qi Tianhe tried to summon the corpse dog, but the corpse dog did not appear.

He gently pulled the corner of the quilt and communicated with the parrot with his thoughts as usual, but the latter slept soundly and could not wake up at all.

The pen is writing faster and faster, and it seems very excited. Suddenly, the tip of the pen is turned heavily and half a circle until it is aimed at the direction of Qitianhe.

It found me.

Qi Tianhe holds his breath.

The next moment, the pen appeared in front of him, and the tip of the pen was aimed at his forehead. Qi Tianhe was wondering if the pen would prick it down suddenly. A drop of ink suddenly oozed out of the tip of the pen. Qi Tianhe gently swept the edge of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue... It was the smell of blood.

After dropping a drop of ink, the pen fell on the quilt without making any movement.

Qi Tianhe tried to reach out to the night light at the head of the bed. The moment the light lit up, the tension eased a lot.

"Wake up." Qi Tianhe rubbed the parrot left and right.

After moving his eyelids twice, the parrot finally opened his eyes: "It's dawn?"

Qi Tianhe: "It's not dawn, but I almost got cold."

The parrot's eyes sank instantly: "What's wrong?"

Qi Tianhe picked up the pen on the side: "This is a smart pen brought out from the copy."

The parrot has an impression: "You mentioned that the bookstore owner threw it over at the end."

Qi Tianhe nodded.

The smart pen is the key to open the copy, so of course it will be -->>

He took it out and carefully placed it in his outer clothes pocket before going to bed.

"I just wrote this pen on the table."

Knowing that he wouldn't joke about this, the parrot flew over, saw what was on the table and said, "It's not just a pen."

Qi Tianhe came over, and the height was wrong. When he was lying on the bed, he did not find a book on the table. The pages of the book were brand new and there was no word.

... "Folk Hunting Story".

Because he felt evil, he didn't bring it here before returning home and locked it in the drawer.

Qi Tianhe was silent for a moment: "This is already a supernatural imagination... Why does it appear in reality?"

The parrot was silent for a moment: "Login the forum."

Qi Tianhe pressed his eyebrows: "I almost forgot."

At night, he was startled by a pen, and the fatigue that had not yet been relieved in the dungeon was now doubled, which made him in a bad condition.

There are people posting 24 hours a day on the forum, and one post was posted just one minute ago.

"Shocked! Put down a copy with your friend, your friend is gone?"

Here is the poster. I talked about a very terrifying thing. I formed a team to join the book, and my friend was eliminated early after he died. Today, the dungeon ended. When I came back, I realized that he had been missing for several days.

Qi Tianhe flipped through the comments and sighed: "This kind of post can still be hung."

Parrot: "Although the forum has strict review standards for posts, it only focuses on authenticity."

Qi Tianhe shook his head: "This is the drawback of machine audit."

“…”

Sighing, Qi Tianhe grabbed the parrot: "It's very late, go to bed."

The wind was weak, and it was raining heavily outside. The sound of rain helped to sleep. Qi Tianhe rubbed his pillow and was about to fall asleep.

The parrot seemed to have met him again: "Can you still sleep?"

Qi Tianhe yawned: "Otherwise? It seems that it is a problem with the game, not mine."

Not long after the speech was finished, my breathing gradually became even.

I slept until eight o'clock in the morning and woke up full of energy. Qi Tianhe opened the door and found that his parents were already sitting at the dining table.

Qi's mother smiled when she saw him: "I had a good rest. When I came back last night, my eyes were covered with red bloodshot."

Qi Tianhe took a shower and pulled open the chair and sat down: "It's suitable for sleeping on rainy days."

Qifu looked at him with a little complicated look, as if he was confused about the same problem... Can he fall asleep?

The only thing that the game teaches Qi Tianhe is to enjoy life in time. Even if it is the end of the world, he can finish his last dinner gracefully. It was a rare and pleasant day, but he was considering whether to invite a friend to go fishing together. The game prompt sound came very badly.

Qi Tianhe's hand was picking up food in the air. If he remembered correctly, he had only released a copy for less than a day?

[Flower Market: Difficulty SS Level

Background introduction: On the weekend, you made an appointment with your friends to go to the flower market together, but you soon discovered that the customers and bosses in the flower market were all very strange.

Survival goal: Find your lucky flower.

Tip: 1. I heard that flowers are related to zodiac signs. 2. Comparing stores can help save money. 3. There are many people on weekends, so be careful not to get separated from your partners.

Entrance time: one o'clock in the morning.

How to participate: Put a rose next to your pillow.]

SS level?

Qi Tianhe twitched his mouth and became fat in one breath. This is not the way to eat it.

Not sure how many days it will take for this copy. After dinner, he insisted on going back on the grounds of work. Qi his mother sent it to the door himself, saying, "Why are you going back one day and leaving again?"

Qi Tianhe promised that he would have time to take annual leave next month to accompany his family before he was released.

On the way, the parrot looked at the mirror of the car behind him, and Qi's mother stood at the door and did not go in, saying, "Your parents are very nice to you."

Qi Tianhe laughed: "Dear parents, how can it be good?"

The smile disappeared at the next intersection: "I have a hard time with the copy of s, and the chance of survival this time is slim."

When I said this, I suddenly realized what I thought of the newcomer who was eliminated in the movie theater copy and realized: "I am cannon fodder put in the game?"

Parrot once said that the game occasionally places rookies into high-difficulty dungeons as a buffer to give other players a chance to breathe.

The parrot shook his head up and down: "There is a high probability that this is the case, otherwise the player will not be allowed to withdraw the dungeon. Before entering the dungeon, please pay attention to whether you have received other information."

Qi Tianhe pondered: "Do I have to disguise myself?"

He died as soon as he entered the dungeon. The false veil of the returnee who was rumored to be unveiled in an instant?

Parrot: "Some players tried to put on makeup and disguise before, but they still looked the same when they entered the game. Unless there were specific camouflage props, they could be used in and out of the dungeon."

Qi Tianhe pursed his lips and deeply envied the bandaged man.

Parrot: "If you are lucky, you don't meet other players immediately after entering the dungeon. You can do a simple disguise."

"Is there time?"

The parrot is ruthless: "Just cover your face."

“…”

Passing by the flower shop, Qi Tianhe parked the car and bought a bouquet of roses. The first thing he did when he returned to the house was to lock up "Folk Stories" again, and prayed that there would be no more trouble in a short period of time.

Half a day passed quickly. During this period, Qi Tianhe logged into the forum several times and found that the post was missing. It was probably deleted. Useless communication posts were prohibited in the forum, and he had no way of knowing what others thought.

Before going to bed at night, I deliberately put the roses next to the pillow as required by the game.

Based on the principle of supplementing a little sleep, Qi Tianhe went to bed before ten o'clock.

Time passed minute by minute, the pointer on the wall stopped a little, the fresh rose petals withered little by little, and the game prompt sound awakened the sleeping Qitianhe:

[The dungeon will be automatically entered in five seconds. It is difficult to detect that your qualifications and dungeons are different. If you fail this round, you will be exempted from punishment.]

Qi Tianhe woke up instantly.

Sure enough, he was the cannon fodder that was dropped.

...

The buzzing sound kept ringing in my ears.

Before he opened his eyes, he slapped his hands with conditioned reflexes. Qi Tianhe saw a little scarlet redness in his palm and the mosquito had been slapped.

There was a cell phone and scattered cash in my pocket, and it was 3:50 pm.

Qi Tianhe observed around him, and behind him was the flower market. He stood at the door, as if waiting for someone.

Not sure when other players would appear, Qi Tianhe ran to the opposite market and bought a silk scarf. He skillfully covered his face tightly. He asked the boss to borrow scissors and cut a few times in the other party's stunned expression, revealing his eyes, nose and mouth.

“…”

If it weren't for confirming that there were no banks nearby, the boss would have been eager to report the case.

"The sun is so fierce, I'm afraid of tanning."

When the boss saw that the young man was indeed whiter than ordinary people, he must have paid much attention to this aspect.

When he returned to the entrance of the flower market, there were already seven or eight people standing there. Seeing the 'mmmy' coming towards him, one of the men with a buzz cut looked at the number seven on the back of his hand and said speechlessly: "A man who made up the numbers seemed as if he was shameful."

This man looked like a bad temper. Qi Tianhe glanced at him and didn't see anyone he knew for the time being. He decided to save the 'dumb' setting: "I'm afraid of tanning."

Someone was shaking with laughter in an instant. Qi Tianhe turned his head and saw a girl with a bright smile: "I'm afraid of the dark, but I'm even more afraid of death."

In addition, a man wandering outside was standing not far away. He and the other two should have come in in teams and occasionally said the previous sentence. The remaining one stood under the sign to hide from the sun. He had severe burns on his body and could not see the normal skin color on his whole arm.

The burned man spoke: "Can you go in?"

The slutty Buzz cutter retorted: "What's the hurry? There are three people who haven't arrived."

Qi Tianhe raised his eyebrows. The other party said this sentence either because of the information given by the game alone, or because it was observed through other details that the former is unlikely, which proves that the mind of a bad temper may be very delicate.

"What are you looking at?" The buzzhead glared at Qi Tianhe.

That's how it feels!

Since entering the game, Qi Tianhe has never enjoyed the treatment that rookie players deserve, and now he actually feels a strange feeling of pleasure.

"Brother, I'm the first time I've made a book of this difficulty, please bring me some."

The buzz cut impatiently asked him to get away.

Qi Tianhe cooperated and retreated aside, as quiet as a chick.

After downloading dozens of copies, he was still quite capable of identifying people with a buzz cut. After clearly seeing the man being scolded, he showed sincere pleasure in his eyes, as if he was very enjoyable.

"..."Fuck! Where did the little pervert come from?

"That novices, please buy me a bottle of water." Another person called Qi Tianhe.

The weaker a person is, the easier it is to get stepped on.

Old players are not interested in bullying a rookie, but some people like pua and completely control the other party. They are used as a shield at critical moments.

Qitianhe Chicken nodded in rice-pecking style: "I'll go now."

He ran away like a gust of wind, and when he came back, he handed over with his hands, as if he was asking for credit: "It's ice, relieve the heat."

Yu Guang glanced at a new player who had arrived during his departure, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared... A familiar and morbid face and excessively pale skin, who else could there be if he was not a witch general?

With eyes facing each other, Qi Tianhe knew that he had been seen through the disguise. If he had known that he would not have tried to make things convenient and gave up his mute character.

The witch general looked at him with a weird look. The previous slutty buzz cut suddenly pulled Qi Tianhe back: "That's Yongye's head, don't mess with him. If you want to die, you can try out a few death rules and get out with some value."

Qi Tianhe had not yet walked out of the role-playing just now, and subconsciously thanked him repeatedly.

He played the role of a submissive look to the extreme.

The witch general did not lead the team member, but entered the dungeon alone. In the past five minutes, two more came from a distance, both of whom were strange faces.

"It's so hot, don't have heatstroke." The boss who was doing business by the door stuck his head out and asked them to go in and take a walk.

The npc's words mean that the dungeons are all indirectly.

The witch general was the first to take a step forward. Qi Tianhe decided to end the failed disguise and took the initiative to say hello. As soon as his mouth opened, Wu Jiang's eyes passed by him without squinting and went straight into the flower market.

In the next time, the witch will deliberately keep a distance, looking as if she wants to separate her relationship.

“…”
Chapter completed!