I rely on the animation of the earth to conquer the interstellar

Chapter 56

    Sylvia looked at the chestnut-haired young man sitting behind the wide long desk in the office.

    "You are a player." She was an affirmative statement.

    In Sylvia's memory, this should be the new intellectual history teacher this year, surnamed Wen.

    However, who knows whether this memory was implanted when she was not awakened, maybe this teacher did not exist at all, and maybe there was no intellectual history in the university at all. In short, the person living in this body now is definitely not the gentle and ordinary teacher in his memory.

    Teacher Wen, or Wen Fei, opened his eyes slightly.

    After a while, he laughed out of joy, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed into slender slits. It's a bit like some successful foxes, but it's not ugly, and even a little sly and beautiful.

    "I thought you would be more tactful, Miss Sylvia." Wen Fei raised her lips and bowed to her quite gentlemanly.

    Sylvia was indifferent, she had seen this kind of false politeness a lot: "Just tell me, what is your purpose?"

    Wen Fei was taken aback again.

    "Let's talk about it first." She frowned, and then added, "I thank you for saving your life, but if the reward exceeds the limit I can accept, I will treat it as if it didn't happen."

    Although she was ruthlessly refuted , Wen Fei’s smile is still quite sincere: “That’s for sure, it’s not a gentleman’s virtue to push an inch.”

    Sylvia’s subtext is very straightforward, and Wen Fei can use this method to deceive herself. The players all have props, so they just took away Aiwen's props, and then gave her their own props.

    But he didn't, and that's something to think about.

    No matter what the purpose of participating in this competition is, except for the most outrageous finding of true love, they all have their own plans. Since Wen Fei is willing to give up one million Star Alliance coins, it means that he has something more important than one million to pursue.

    Sylvia just wanted to know, what is that thing?

    We are all smart people, there is no need to pretend. Rather than making up an excuse that requires constant lying, it is better to be honest about the original purpose. Wen Fei spread his hands, saying that he did not broadcast any live broadcast of the game, and then explained his reasons in detail.

    It turned out that he was the dealer of an underground casino. They had long guessed that Sylvia was an NPC with self-awareness, and made a bet on this. That is, "whether Sylvia can break away from the game and become a real human being".

    Seeing that Sylvia met Elizabeth, who was an experientialist, and the road to escape was about to start, she was interrupted by the organizer's inexplicable new setting. This must be the last thing a bookmaker wants to see.

    "Even if you die, you can't die so early." Wen Fei still smiled, his tone gradually turned cold, revealing his true face, "There are too many people who buy you and lose, and I still hope to make a fortune from this. "

    He said, staring at Sylvia's gradually sinking expression, a strange feeling of refreshment sprouted in his heart. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to ignore his gamble, and even if he lost his fortune, he still needed to see other expressions on this face.

    Annoyed, stunned, on the verge of losing control.

    "Miss Sylvia, you can't make me pay too badly."