MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 22 guide 22

1,

Wen Qing gripped Sikong's sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Sikong looked down at him, Wen raised his head slightly, with the word nervousness written all over his face, his soft black hair stuck to his cheeks and forehead, like a timid cat, when he saw what he wanted , carefully sticking out his claws.

Sikong has always been soft-hearted towards creatures, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said, "We are different from you."

Wen Qing was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yes it is, no it is not.

What is different?

Different types of players?

Why don't you speak clearly!

He looked at Sikong blankly: "That... I don't understand."

Sikong frowned slightly: "Why are you so stupid."

Wen Qing whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't play games very much."

He usually works part-time in addition to classes, and he watches movies, TV, video games and board games in his rest time. He rarely plays, and doesn't know much about games.

Sikong looked at his trembling eyelashes and asked, "What do you think we are?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said softly about her speculation: "Yu Xing said that this game is very simple, just look at the literal meaning."

"If it's true, my identity is an ordinary human, because I am an ordinary human."

"You, Yu Xing, and the teacher are magic cards..."

Wen Qing paused and looked at Sikong nervously.

Sikong looked at him quietly and asked, "Because?"

Wen Qing took a deep breath and said, "Because you are NPCs."

According to the meaning of the book, Sikong is a good NPC who will help human players.

Teachers and stagnation are bad NPCs.

Sikong: "…"

He really didn't expect that Yu Xing put the truth in front of Wen Qing, and Wen Qing could step on it crookedly.

Seeing that Sikong was speechless, Wen lightly let go of the hand that was pulling on the other's sleeve.

Sikong glanced at his actions and said, "How do you think this game world came to be?"

To be honest, Wen Qing didn't think about it, he just wanted to end the game quickly, and didn't want to go to the bottom of the game.

But Sikong asked now, and he thought about it for a while.

Supernatural powers, monsters in myth books, weird nursery rhymes…

Wen Qing frowned and asked tentatively, "Did some alien from a higher civilization do it?"

Sikong was silent again.

Wen lightly explained his thoughts: "I, I have seen this kind of TV series playing games, and in the end it was made by aliens..."

Apart from aliens, he really couldn't think of any other reasonable reason.

There can never be a **** in the world, right?

Feudal superstition is a must.

Seeing Wen Qing's mental thoughts, Si Kong was speechless.

Wen Qing said again, "Don't you believe in the existence of aliens?"

"The head of my dormitory doesn't believe it either. He even believes in the existence of ghosts and gods."

Sikong: "...he's very smart."

Wen Qing didn't realize whether this was a simple compliment or a mockery, so she raised her eyes to look at Sikong.

Sikong: "It's nine o'clock now, and there are still twelve hours before the vote."

"Do you already know the answer to the customs clearance?"

"I don't know." Wen Qing shook his head, subconsciously scanned the room for the clock, and when he turned his head, he saw a small electronic clock on the bedside table.

It's exactly nine o'clock.

Was this clock there just now?

Thoughts flashed by, Wen Qing didn't think much about it, and hurriedly counted the clues with her fingers.

1. The guides are ordinary human beings.

Second, the guide is not the identity on the identity card.

3. There is a close connection between the usage of the guide and the magic card.

Wen Qing thought about it for a while, but couldn't really come up with an answer.

Suddenly, he had a flash of light.

correct! If you can't figure it out, push it backwards!

In short, the guide is either himself, Li Siwen or Zhou Zhou.

How could the guide be one of the three of them?

Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, and the layer of veil covering the answer in front of her seemed to become clearer and clearer.

Just a second before he was about to open it, there was a long-lasting rumbling from his stomach.

A long beep ended, followed by a short beep.

Sikong couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

Wen Qing's face turned red, he bent his legs, quietly pressed his stomach with his hands, and stammered, "I'm sorry..."

He hadn't eaten since he woke up.

Sikong: "Hungry?"

Wen nodded lightly.

I didn't feel hungry just now, but when my stomach growled, hunger instantly swept my mind.

so hungry, craving food, craving cookies...

After making sure that her stomach stopped screaming, Wen Qing hurriedly put on her shoes and said to Sikong, "I, I'll wash my face and wake up."

After saying that, he walked into the bathroom without looking back.

"You want to eat..." Sikong pursed his lips and swallowed the following words.

Wen Qing walked into the bathroom and saw the soda biscuits and a bottle of milk on the washstand at first sight.

Wen Qing was startled, the biscuit milk was actually put in the toilet?

Sikong's hobby is a bit strange...

He stepped forward quickly, washed his face, and looked down at the packaging of the soda crackers.

It's his favorite brand and flavor.

Wen Qing swallowed, picked up the biscuit milk, and walked out of the bathroom quickly.

He walked up to Sikong and asked in a low voice, "Can I eat this?"

Sikong responded.

Wen Qing couldn't wait to open the package, put two pieces in his mouth, then stretched out his hand, put the biscuit in front of Sikong, and asked vaguely, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Sikong: "Don't eat."

Wen Qing stared at him for a while, determined that Sikong didn't want to eat it at all, opened the milk, and drank the milk while eating the biscuits.

After gobbling down most of the biscuits, I finally felt less hungry.

Wen lightly squeezed the biscuit package and glanced at Sikong cautiously.

Sikong was tall, with sharp features, and he didn't look like someone who could eat in the toilet.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing couldn't help being curious and asked, "Why are biscuits and milk on the washstand?"

Sikong: "Ask yourself."

Wen Qing was confused. Although he wanted to eat biscuits, he didn't want to eat them in the toilet.

With a blank look on his face, Sikong looked away and said indifferently, "You can also ask about aliens."

Wen Qing: "…"

After finishing the biscuits and milk, Wen Qing returned to the soft bed again.

Too many things happened in the morning, his nerves have been tensed, and now he has eaten and drank enough, his brain seems to have become lingering, and his thoughts have turned into strands of sleepiness, which tangled his upper and lower eyelids.

Sikong turned his head to the side, looked at Wen Qing's light blue-black eyes, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Wen Qing forced her eyes to open and asked, "Sikong...you, are you gay?"

Sikong: "…"

Wen Qing said in a daze: "Yu Xing said you like me like this..."

"Not gay."

Hearing the answer he wanted, a big rock in Wen Qing's heart finally fell to the ground, he murmured vaguely, hugged the soft quilt, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

*****

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing stumbled and felt that she was being pushed.

He hummed and turned, and a horrifying word suddenly sounded above his head: "Get up, vote."

Wen Qing abruptly opened her eyes, sat up, and stared blankly at Sikong who was standing beside the bed.

After a while, his brain began to spin slowly.

He fell asleep in Sikong's room.

Wen Qing lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, her voice was slightly hoarse: "Don't scare me..."

Seeing his bewildered look, Sikong stretched his brows and said to him, "Voting will take place in half an hour."

Wen Qing paused and looked at the clock next to her in disbelief.

It shows 8:30 impressively.

? ? ?

He slept from nine in the morning until half past eight at night?

Wen Qing was shocked: "I, why did I sleep for so long?"

He quickly got up, put on his shoes, and walked quickly to the door.

The second he held the doorknob, Wen Qing stopped and turned to look at Sikong: "That...Aren't you going down?"

Sikong lowered his eyelashes and looked at his sneakers: "Your shoelaces are not properly tied."

Sikong took a step forward, and in the next second, Wen Qing quickly squatted down and tied both shoes.

He paused and looked away: "Let's go."

Wen Qing nodded, followed Sikong and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to write later?"

Sikong asked back, "Who are you going to vote for?"

Wen said slowly, "I-I haven't figured out the answer yet."

He tugged at Sikong's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever wondered what a guide is?"

Sikong glanced at him and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wen Qing said in a low voice, "You didn't even think about it..."

Will another person die tonight?

Both the teacher and Zhouzhou will be cast into depression...

Wen Qing unconsciously clenched Sikong's sleeve, his feelings for Yu Xing were very complicated.

Most of them were afraid and hated, but Yu Xing told him a lot of important clues.

Going downstairs, Ji Yu, Zhou Zhou and Li Siwen were already sitting around the table, Yu Xing was standing by the stairs, leaning against the railing as if they had no bones.

Wen Qing followed Sikong closely, and before she got to the first floor, she heard Yu Xing blowing a long whistle: "I haven't seen you for a day, how moisturizing is it?"

Wen Qing raised her eyes and met Yu Xing's teasing gaze.

Yu Xing's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes kept turning back and forth on Wen Qing: "Little poor, have you been fooling around with Sikong all day?"

Wen Qing ignored him until she walked down the last step, stopped and turned to look at Yu Xing.

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, stared at his pale and tender cheeks, and teased: "Sikong this guy is quite good at raising people."

Wen slightly frowned, struggled for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Yu Xing, the teacher and Zhou Zhou may vote for you."

Yu Xing was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth and leaned in front of Wen Qing: "Why did you tell me?"

"Don't you think..." He dragged his tail and asked in a condescending manner, "Have you fallen in love with me?"

He didn't lower his volume at all, and everyone else looked over.

Feeling the burning gaze behind her, Wen Qing blushed, annoyed and annoyed: "I'm..."

Afraid of being heard by others, he exhaled a breath and whispered, "I-I'm here to prepare you mentally!"

Yu Xing tilted his head and followed in a low voice.

"What kind of mental preparation, mental preparation to die?"

"Little poor, I'm dying, can you..."

Yu Xing curved his lips and hinted, "Let me do it."

2,

Wen Qing: ? ? ?

I'll kill you!

He immediately put his hands behind him and walked downstairs quickly.

Yu Xing let out a low laugh, and jumped down two steps.

"I saved your life last night."

Wen Qing's footsteps stopped suddenly.

He was actually not sure whether the divine card of stagnation was in the same camp as humans or not.

If it's euthanasia, it's good, you can't let him die.

If euthanasia is bad...

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking to herself, it's a repayment of the life-saving grace last night, and other things will be considered later.

Yu Xing walked lazily beside him, tilted his head and leaned into his ear: "Little Holy Father, please save me."

Yu Xing also said the same thing before, the difference is that the last time Wen Qing heard this, he was shy and angry, this time, he lowered his eyelashes and asked in a low voice, "You, what can you do?"

Yu Xing snorted and turned his head to look at the huge clock on the wall: "There are still twenty minutes, it's too late."

Wen Qing frowned slightly, and quickly asked, "Why is it too late?"

Looking at the worry in his eyes, Yu Xing pressed his tongue against his back molars and said word by word, "Do, love, ah."

"I am persistent."

"…"

Wen Qing was speechless, I didn't expect that at such a time, Yu Xing still had the mind to joke!

Yu Xing blinked and said, "So just kiss."

"Let's kiss for twenty minutes."

Wen Qingqi's eyes began to turn red, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Is this the way you said you could save you?"

Yu Xing Dang Erlang nodded and said in his mouth, "Yes, yes."

"Only the body of the little Holy Father can save me."

Wen Qing was even more angry, angry that Xing was still joking when she was about to die, and she was angry that she slept for a day and couldn't figure out how to clear the customs.

His eyes became more and more red, and a layer of water mist appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

Yu Xing stared for a while, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't you bear me?"

"How about..."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wen Qing's arm, and walked downstairs quickly.

Yu Xing pouted and snorted.

"He'll be fine," Sikong said.

Wen Qing was stunned, and stared at Sikong's profile: "What, what do you mean?"

Sikong: "Literally."

Wen Qing was pulled to the table with a blank face and sat down.

He pondered for a while, thinking, is it the magic card that will open the door and nothing will happen?

Or are there other means of life-saving for stagnation?

...

Wen Qing couldn't figure it out, and seeing that Sikong was not ready to explain, he didn't ask any further questions.

Anyway, nothing will happen.

The friction between the chair and the ground came one after another, and Zhou Zhou, Ji Yu and Yu Xing took their seats in turn.

Wen glanced at the clock, fifteen minutes before the vote.

Li Siwen is nowhere to be seen.

He tugged at Sikong's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to write later?"

Sikong didn't answer, but instead asked, "How about you?"

Wen Qing said honestly, "Abstain."

He hadn't figured out the most crucial point yet.

Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Are you also abstaining from me?"

Sikong: "I can't abstain."

Warm a light meal, can not abstain, not not to abstain.

He tilted his head and stared at Sikong's profile, and suddenly realized one thing: "Do your magic cards have many restrictions?"

Sikong hummed.

Wen Qing suddenly realized: "No wonder you and Yu Xing don't speak clearly every time."

It turned out to be limited.

Sikong was expressionless, thinking to himself, what he and Yu Xing had said was clear.

After a moment of silence, he said, "He knows everything you do and say here."

he?

Wen Qing thought for a while, then asked tentatively, "Do you mean the system?"

Sikong responded.

Wen nodded lightly and whispered, "It's the same in novels and TV dramas."

"Maybe it's the power of alien technology."

Sikong: "…"

The next second, the empty chair on Wen Qing's right was pulled away.

Yu Xing crossed his legs lazily, held his cheeks with one hand, and said with a smile, "Little Holy Father, what do you want to know? I can tell you too."

Wen Qing turned her head and didn't look at him, as long as Yu Xing responded to him, he would say some nonsense.

So the best way is to ignore him.

Yu Xing bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the table: "Sikong, what did you talk to us, Xiao Wen?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhou and Ji Yu across the table raised their eyelids and looked over at the same time.

Sikong did not speak, only the rhythmic percussion of Yu Xing.

"Da da da…"

The atmosphere was very strange.

Wen Qing was a little uncomfortable and frowned.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs.

Li Siwen ran downstairs quickly. She was wearing a long white dress with her long hair draped over her shoulders, which was completely different from the crazy woman yesterday.

Wen Qing is now particularly afraid of her normal appearance, and stares at her firmly.

Li Siwen's face was ruddy, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were bright.

It looks more normal than yesterday.

As if knowing some unprecedented good news, the spirit of the whole person is different.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and after Li Siwen walked to the first floor, Zhou Zhou suddenly stood up, and the two walked towards him together.

He was so scared that his heart beat faster.

Li Siwen stood in front of Wen Qing, brushed the hair from his ear to the back of his head, bowed 90 degrees, and sincerely apologized: "Wen Qing, I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday."

"I shouldn't lie to you that Sikong is not on the third floor, I shouldn't lie to you to open the door, and I shouldn't even try to hold you to open the door. It's my brain that's not clear, and I've been driven crazy by this game."

As she talked, she took another step forward, getting closer to Wen Qing: "I don't expect you to forgive me, I just imagine you apologize sincerely, you, if you want to scold me, scold me, you Hit me if you want."

"As long as I can get out of here, I, I will treat you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life."

Wen Qing didn't know why Li Siwen became like this. Not only did he not feel sorry, but he felt even more frightened, so he subconsciously moved closer to Sikong.

Noticing his actions, Zhou Zhou's eyes turned cold.

He bent his lips, and said to Li Siwen without smiling, "Is the sincerity of your apology only in your mouth?"

Li Siwen was stunned for a while, but she quickly reacted. She straightened her body, raised her hand, and slapped herself fiercely, her cheeks instantly turning red.

She glanced at Zhou Zhou, and seeing that Zhou Zhou was not satisfied, she quickly grabbed Wen Qing's hand: "Hit me, you hit me."

Wen Qing was so frightened that she hurriedly avoided, subconsciously hiding next to Sikong, and almost sat down on Sikong.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou grabbed Li Siwen's arm and said with a smile, "Be soft-hearted and won't hit anyone."

Li Siwen looked at him blankly.

Zhou Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "I'll help him."

The next second, there was a crisp slap in the living room.

"Snapped-"

Li Siwen turned his head, his right cheek was swollen high, with four clear blue and purple finger prints floating on it.

Zhou Zhou said lightly, "Compared to what you've done, this one is relatively light."

Li Siwen's eyes froze, she raised her hand tremblingly, touched her swollen face, her expression twisted for a second, and gradually a smile appeared.

Because her face has changed a bit at the moment, this smile looks very strange.

Wen Qing saw a chill down her spine and unconsciously grasped the things around her.

What did Zhouzhou do? Or say something?

Li Siwen slanted her mouth and tried to squeeze out a gentle smile. She slanted her face and said to Wen Qing, "I'm sorry, you still want to hit me later, you can hit me at any time."

After speaking, he turned around, followed Zhou Zhou to the opposite side of the table, and sat back to his original position.

Wen Qing stared blankly at the air, and after a while, Sikong's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Hand."

He slowly lowered his head and saw that his hand grabbed the pocket of Sikong's jeans at some point and reached it in.

Through a thin layer of cloth, he could clearly feel Sikong's scorching body temperature.

Wen Qing quickly withdrew her hand, as if she had been scalded.

"Yes, sorry." He slowly sat back in his chair.

As soon as I sat down, Yu Xing's lazy voice sounded in my ears: "If you like your pants, you can take off me."

Wen Qing: "…"

*****

"Tick."

The second hand turned to nine o'clock, and a pen and paper appeared in the hands of everyone.

Wen Qing's hands were still trembling, unable to hold the pen.

After a while, I couldn't write a word.

When everyone's blank paper disappeared, he wrote the word abstention.

[Voting is over, now the votes will be counted. 】

[Player depression, one vote. 】

Wen Qing opened her eyes, Yu Xing only had one vote?

[Player Ji Yu, three votes. 】

When the system's voice fell, Ji Yu lifted his eyelids and looked calm, as if he was not the one who was going to open the door.

Zhou Zhou straightened his back, put his left hand horizontally on the table, and raised his right hand high, like a good student who took the initiative to answer questions. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

"I voted for you first."

3.

Ji Yu half-closed his eyes, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Zhou Zhou, and slowly spit out two words: "Very good."

Zhou Zhou replied with a smile: "Thank you teacher for your compliment."

He turned to face Ji Yu and said sincerely, "The main thing is that the teacher teaches well."

Ji Yu looked at him quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Clap clap-" applause suddenly sounded.

Yu Xing stood up, applauded vigorously, and his tone did not hide his schadenfreude: "Mr. Ji rolled over and rolled over."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes twitched into slits, looking at Ji Yu and Zhou Zhou, he was about to coax and say fight quickly.

Wen Qing was sitting in the chair, staring blankly at this scene.

How did things turn out like this?

He turned his head slowly, looked at Li Siwen, and then at Sikong. Their expressions didn't change, and they seemed to have known about it for a long time.

It seemed that only Wen Qing did not participate in this matter, although he did abstain from voting...

Wen Qing looked at Zhou Zhou in confusion, and slowly thought about it.

So Zhou Zhou deliberately told his teacher that he was going to be punished for suffocation during the day? Cheat the teacher's vote?

The vote for the suffocation was cast by the teacher.

The teacher's three votes are Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen and Sikong.

No wonder Sikong said that Yu Xing was fine, because he followed Zhou Zhou to vote for the teacher...

But why did Zhouzhou suddenly vote for the teacher? Hasn't he always disliked depression?

Wen Qing's brain became even more chaotic, and once again felt that her IQ was not enough

[Player Ji Yu please open the door. 】

Ji Yu's eyes were calm and motionless.

Zhou Zhou looked at him with a smile on his face, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Wen Qing's bewildered face, and burst out laughing: "Have we not figured it out yet?"

"Teacher," he paused, then changed his tune, "No, it should be this Mr. Ji. He's not a teacher at all, he's been lying to us from the beginning."

Zhou Zhou concluded: "The name is Ji Yu, and his expertise is bad."

Hearing this, Yu Xing laughed even more, and his flamboyant laughter echoed in the living room.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand slowly, clenched his fingers, and said, "The next night, Chen Yiyi said in front of everyone that he saw Gong Yunyun push gently, you induced it."

"Although it was indeed pushed by Gong Yunyun, but you deliberately let Chen Yiyi say it, so she collapsed after casting the wrong person."

Zhou Zhou continued: "So does Li Siwen, you deliberately induced her to suspect Chen Yiyi."

Li Siwen nodded vigorously in agreement.

"I also tried to make Wen Qing suspect me. Fortunately, we were timid and we were not deceived by you," Zhou Zhou paused, as if he had remembered something, and said, "Also, Mr. Ji should Did you quietly bully us a few times?"

"Every time I meet you, I will get a little more injury on my body."

Zhou Zhou sighed softly and looked at Wen Qing: "I knew that they were bullying us lightly and stupidly."

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for the book that you gently told me."

Wen Qing was still stunned, where is the book in Zhouzhou?

No wonder he searched the study room and couldn't find it.

[Player Ji Yu please open the door. 】The system sounds again.

Unlike the previous few times, this time his tone was cold and calm, without any urging.

Ji Yu got up slowly, glanced around, his eyes finally fell on Wen Qing's face, and he asked in a low voice, "Wen Qing, do you believe what he said?"

Wen Qing clenched her palm nervously, hesitated for a moment, and stammered, "I-I heard."

"The conversation between you and Zhou Zhou in the corridor."

Hearing this, Ji Yu chuckled and glanced at Sikong: "Are you already in Sikong at that time?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Zhou took the initiative to speak: "Yes, yes, otherwise why would I have to come to the teacher early in the morning."

[Player Ji Yu please open the door. 】

Ji Yu indifferently pulled out the chair and walked to the door.

Zhou Zhou raised his arm and waved: "Goodbye."

Wen Qing lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look over.

He subconsciously held his breath, his heart was beating so fast, and only the sound of a beating heartbeat remained in his ears.

After a while, there was a slight movement in the silent living room.

"clatter."

It was the sound of the door opening.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she tilted her head sharply, only to see Ji Yu pushed open the door.

Not the one on the knocker, but the door on the left that is full of reliefs.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide, and Ji Yu walked out the door calmly.

There was an extremely thick white fog outside the door, and the road could not be seen clearly. Ji Yu walked into the white fog, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared, and the half-open door slowly closed.

In the shadows, Wen Qing saw a huge black shadow not far away, shaking three heads.

"Roar!" The three-headed dog growled.

Wen Qing's heart trembled, why was the three-headed dog always outside the door?

Could it be because of the vote he cast?

The sound of knocking on the table sounded in his ears, and Wen Qing tilted his head, only to see Yu Xing bending his fingers, knocking on the table lazily, and saying to Zhou Zhou, "We really underestimated you."

Zhou Zhou smiled slightly and said lightly, "Yeah, who would care about an ant."

He stretched out, stood up slowly, and said to everyone, "It's getting late, Mr. Yu, see you tomorrow."

"Look, look, look, find a good friend..." Zhou Zhou hummed a tune and went upstairs, and Li Siwen immediately followed.

Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair, the chill rose from the soles of her feet, and her back became cold.

In his mind, Zhou Zhou's words "The game has only officially started" played repeatedly in his mind.

If Sikong has to follow the votes, plus Zhouzhou and Li Siwen, the three votes can freely cast Ji Yu and Yu Xing...

"Gentle, did you hear me? That guy Zhou Zhou was threatening me just now."

Yu Xing suddenly turned sideways and leaned beside Wen Qing.

He curled the corners of his lips, without the slightest fear on his face, and his long and narrow eyes were full of interest: "He voted for Ji Yu today, and he will vote me away tomorrow."

"Zhouzhou is so bad, and you are reluctant to let me leave," Yu Xing paused and asked with a smile, "How about... the three of us will vote for him tomorrow night."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and instead of answering his question, she asked, "If you are cast, will you be with Teacher Ji..."

He changed his mind and said, "Would you like to leave here just like Ji Yu?"

Yu Xing responded: "Yes."

"But you won't be able to see me when you leave here. I'm afraid that you will cry. I almost cried just now."

That's mad at you!

Wen Qing gritted his teeth and said to him, "don't call me that."

Yu Xing blinked: "How do I call you? Gently?"

"Zhou Zhou can shout, can't I?"

"Treating gently..."

Wen Qing couldn't take it anymore, didn't want to talk to him anymore, turned around and asked Sikong, "Can I sleep in your room tonight?"

Afraid of Sikong's rejection, he quickly added, "I'll just lay the floor."

Sikong hummed and agreed.

Wen let out a sigh of relief and went upstairs with Sikong.

Yu Xing sat in the same place, and he said, "Add me, I also want to come to lay the floor."

"Otherwise I'll be the only one left, are you willing to lighten..."

****

After returning to the room, Wen Qing sat on the bed and slept all day. At this moment, he was very awake and his thoughts were clear.

What he hadn't figured out clearly now was the connection between the magic card and finding the guide.

In addition to the good and bad magic cards, there should be the most crucial point.

How to use the magic card? And can you find a guide?

Wen Qing has not been smart since she was a child, just the IQ of an ordinary person.

After I went to ordinary elementary school, junior high school, and high school, I worked hard and stayed up late to study in high school. Coupled with the guidance of my classmates, I barely stepped on the bottom line of a good university.

He thought about it and didn't have any clue.

Unable to think of it, Wen Qing had to ask Sikong, "Did you know how to find the guide from the beginning?"

"It's okay if you can't say anything."

Sikong nodded: "I know."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, so to their ordinary human players, the magic card was not actually a teammate.

The den book is to make them aware of it.

The good magic cards are to assist them, the bad ones are to hinder them.

This, this is the NPC, right? !

Wen Qing affirmed this idea, and Sikong didn't respond positively because he couldn't say it, so he told himself politely that they were different from ordinary players.

Wen Qing was stunned. In fact, the real players were only a few ordinary humans.

The guide is an ordinary human being, and he, Zhou Zhou and Li Siwen all know that they are not.

So the point of this game is how ordinary humans can become guides.

This method must be related to the magic card...

Wen Qing was pondering, when Sikong's face suddenly changed slightly, and he said, "Something happened to Li Siwen."

"Ah?" Wen Qing raised her eyes blankly.

Sikong frowned slightly, his face sank: "She's gone."

Wen Qing reacted for a while and asked tentatively, "Can you feel everyone's presence?"

Sikong hummed.

Wen Qing didn't have time to think about it, and quickly asked, "It means she, she..."

Sikong explained: "I didn't die, I couldn't feel her existence."

"She suddenly disappeared from the study."

"I'm going to the study." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door

Sikong opened the door, paused, and said to Wen Qing, "Wait for me to come back."

"Don't open the door for them."

Wen nodded lightly, thinking to himself, even killing him would not open the door.

As soon as Sikong left, he immediately locked the door.

Wen Qing sat on the corner of the bed, always feeling that something was wrong. Li Siwen left with Zhou Zhou.

Zhouzhou needs Li Siwen's vote, and it is impossible to do anything to Li Siwen.

unless…

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and quickly jumped out of bed, wanting to find Sikong.

The next second he held the doorknob, the door suddenly thumped twice.

Wen Qing took two steps back in fright, and asked stumblingly, "Who, who is outside?"

"Gentle, it's me."

Zhou Zhou's laughing voice sounded outside the door.