If possible, Fu Yan didn't want to expose the existence of the workbook.
After all, that dagger that can emit black smoke has already made a big deal. Fu Yan got some benefits from it, but it also caused a lot of trouble - mainly annoying social interactions. If you add the work manual, it will be too conspicuous. Fu Yan can imagine how troublesome life will be in the future.
However, "annoying people"... No, Fan Xiang directly broke the existence of the workbook as soon as he came, and even came up with a rumor that "a small book can beat the security team". As the owner of the "Little Book", it is impossible for Fu Yan to keep a low profile.
Thinking about it carefully, if it wasn't for Fan Xiangyi, Fu Yanlian wouldn't have gotten that dagger.
Fu Yan: There are thousands of mistakes, all of which are "annoying"!
But it's too late to say anything now. The existence of daggers and workbooks, according to Cen Yi's words, means "what you should know and what you shouldn't know." It doesn't make sense for Fu Yan to pretend to be stupid, so he simply put the dagger and the manual on the dining table.
Sisters and brothers Cen Yi and Cen Yi did not dare to touch two things that were ordinary in appearance.
"It looks very calm." Cen Yi deliberately looked at the manual, which was not much bigger than a slap, and guessed, "Does it move only when you ordered it?"
"No, it moves as it wants, not my will. If you don't believe me, I'll show you an example." Fu Yan pointed to the manual and said, "Jump one." The
manual remained silent.
Fu Yan said again, "Open it." The
manual was still lying on the spot, unchanged.
Seriously, if Cen Yi and Cen Yi hadn't known that it used to be so powerful, they would have thought that Fu Yan, who ordered the book to move... seemed to be seriously ill.
Cen Yi responded quickly, and immediately gave Fu Yan a step down: "It seems to be passively protecting you, which is not bad."
Protection? Fu Yan thought, its only two functions are to maintain the love plot and fight with the Vatican. Is this a prop function that horror games should have?
And occasionally the next gobang has to be controlled, which is enough.
Cen Yi said, "Is there any words in this book?"
Fu Yan really wanted to hide this, or rather, he had to hide the true role of this book. So he didn't answer, just picked up the book and turned it straight in front of the two of them.
"...Not a single word." Cen Yi asked, "Have you not written on it?"
Fu Yan said, "I can't write it."
"It's so amazing, it's really just a tool to carry." Cen Yidun After a while, he said again, "By the way, since you mentioned the one named Wu Zifei, it means that at least two of you survived, right? How many of you are in total?"
"It's still three."
"Then you entered the game. The survival rate is very high." Cen Yi said, "Last time, all three survived, but this time it's two-thirds.
Would you mind telling me how you all did it?" chat. In the world of horror games that are constantly destroyed, Fu Yan, a newcomer, has a survival rate of more than 50% in two consecutive rounds. Everyone wants to know how they cleared the level.
Fu Yan thought about it, and talked about the roles and experiences of Wu Zifei and Lei Quan. Of course, he hid the ending of his final revision to Wu Zifei. It's just that Wu Zifei cooked several times for Yang Xilian before, and he took the initiative to fight the bandits with a kitchen knife, so Yang Xilian let him go. Fu Yan also talked about the confrontation between Wu Zifei and Lei Quan, making Cen Yi and Cen Yi speechless for a while.
"Two players consume each other, it's really funny to hear that." Cen Yi shook his head, "So we all tend to form a team, at least not afraid of being stabbed by teammates when facing Li Gui."
Cen Yi said: "But there is also a deeper trust. , when it hurts more and more."
These words are meaningful, and at first glance, they have the experience of being "acquainted with crimes". Fu Yan didn't answer, waiting for her to sigh. However, Cen Yi didn't feel emotional for too long, and quickly said: "By the way, Fu Yan, you said that the player opened your dagger, so he was attacked by black smoke. How did your dagger get into his hands?"
Fu Yan said: "...It's a coincidence."
Cen Yi asked again, "Then do you mind telling me what character is in this game?"
His tone was more cautious, maybe he was afraid of stepping on Fu Yan's mine. However, since Fu Yan came tonight, he was prepared to be asked these questions, so he didn't hesitate when he came back: "I don't mind. But it's not necessarily a reference."
Cen Yi smiled and said, "You can say what you want. All right, we are all ears."
"Okay." Fu Yan paused and spit out a sentence in a relaxed tone, "I was in the last game... I was a ghost."
Cen Yi and Cen Yi: "??? Ha?"
"I'm still in the same family as the game's boss, Li Gui, so she does little damage to me, and the robber NPC can't do anything to me. The player who took my dagger thought I was dead and wanted to touch a self-defense tool." Fu Yan I still don't know that Lei Quan regards him as a female ghost in a wedding dress, so he wants to take the treasure of the female ghost. "Later, when he needs to use it, he will stop the food."
Cen Yi and Cen Yi: Is that so? !
"A player can actually be a Specter...? He still has such a good relationship with the game's boss!" Cen Yi was really surprised this time, "No player has ever played this role! Yang Xilian's story can be rolled into such an easy job Is that right?"
He stood up as he spoke, wanting to find all the horror game world information he had collected, and rummaged through the story of "Yang Xilian". But he was reluctant to leave Fu Yan's current topic, so standing there was neither staying nor staying.
"I don't know about this either. When I opened my eyes when I went in, I was already a ghost." Fu Yan continued, "So you ask me how I lived, I don't know, it doesn't matter to the character I chose. Difficulty, I basically don't have to do anything."
"There has never been a player who doesn't need to do anything. At the most extreme, it's just a little bit of opportunism..." Cen Yi also felt unbelievable, "It's not that you don't do anything, you are pure luck!"
At this moment, In the eyes of the Cen brothers and sisters, Fu Yan is a full-fledged Emperor of Europe!
Cen Yi didn't leave, and sat back next to Fu Yan: "I even suspect that Wu Zifei can pass the test, and it has something to do with you."
Fu Yan thought for a while, thinking that they saw something strange, and asked calmly: "How did you get along with me? I'm related?"
"You're lucky, you brought Wu Zifei directly. Otherwise, so many people have experienced that world, it is impossible that no one else has tried to please Yang Xilian, why is he so successful?" Cen Yi said, "And he and another player The confrontation, that player was also cleaned up by your dagger, isn't that the one who saved him?"
Fu Yan was relieved to hear his argument here: "It was said that it was a coincidence, I didn't do anything."
"I want to try your luck." Cen Yi said, "Seriously, will you join us next time in the game? Just try it once, it won't bother you."
Fu Yan said, "It's about luck, Xuan. "
It doesn't matter, you don't have to do anything, it doesn't matter if you have luck or not, just be yourself. And since we are teammates, we will definitely help each other. I can promise you that we will never stab you in the back." Cen Yi thought for a long time. Looking at his mission, he finally has a tendency to let go, Cen Yi strikes while the iron is hot, "The only thing that affects you is that you have to start the next mission in advance... How is it, come?"
Fu Yan assured him after listening to his long speech. , silent for two seconds: "...I'll think about it."
"Okay."
Cen Yi also thought of another question: "By the way, since you were a ghost in the previous game, how could you still eat Wu Zifei's food?"
Fu Yan: "It's...the kind that is powerful enough to eat."
Cen Yi and Cen Yi: "...Please be sure to form a team with us!"
***
Fu Yan had a good meal, then went home, and finally got a good sleep after a few days.
The dagger hangs on the wall, and the workbook is on the bedside table. Outside the closed window, the cold wind was blowing, making the glass rattle. Fu Yan seemed to be awakened, but he didn't come out of his sleep completely, he turned over and continued to sleep.
In the dream, he seemed to see a person, but he couldn't see it clearly. It's just that the tall black shadow enveloped him, making him feel so cold that he wrapped the quilt tightly. There was a strange sound in his ears, and Mr. Fu Yan subconsciously felt that it was like flipping a manual, but he couldn't open his eyes.
When he woke up, Fu Yan felt that he was tired from dreaming.
He sat up in confusion, glanced at the bedside table next to him subconsciously, and suddenly saw something that appeared out of thin air next to the manual. "... Huh
?!" In the morning, Cen Yi rode his motorcycle and stopped in front of Fu Yan's "little villa". Fu Yan said yesterday that he was going to pick up supplies today and wanted to go to the market, so Cen Yi volunteered to be a "driver". He got out of the car and knocked on the door. When he called the door, he didn't even call his name, but said, "Okay? I'm driving here." Kacha. The door lock sounded, and Cen Yi subconsciously took a step back, waiting for Fu Yan to come out. The door slowly opened, and Cen Yi raised his eyes to look at the person who appeared, and suddenly he was so scared that he took a few steps back: "Zhi...?!?!?!" It turned out to be a person wearing a metal mask who came out! As we all know, only the security team wears metal masks, and other people and players simply don't dare to wear them and can't make such masks! Cen Yi was so frightened that he froze in place and didn't dare to move, so he had to wait to see what the security team was going to do. He also subconsciously glanced at the direction behind the other party. At this moment, Cen Yi even thought "Fu Yan has been killed by the security team" in his mind.
Until the person who came out slowly lifted the mask on that face.
"!!!" Cen Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's actually you!"
Fu Yan succeeded in the prank, showing a successful smile, leaning against the door and shaking the mask in his hand: "So afraid of this?"
" Because no one else has such a thing, who would dare to wear this!" Cen Yi approached and took a serious look at the mask, "It's really exactly the same as the security team... How come you have this thing?!"
Fu Yan said casually. : "It was given by someone else."
Cen Yi wondered: "Who dares to send this thing? Who has this thing?"
Fu Yan said again: "It's right next to the bed when you get up, do you believe it?"
Cen Yi: "..."
Cen Meaning: "letter."
——Compared with other players, the one sent by the security team is more credible!
——Fu Yan, as expected!
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