Chapter Eighty-Eight: Good Guy, Drink Porridge and Porridge
After turning off the plot guide, Song Heng will no longer get the system's prompts.
Next, Song Heng can only follow the development of the plot.
The days fly by, and life with these two living treasures is still very pleasant.
It's just that from time to time he will fight with Sedum.
In the play, Song Heng is He Biping, and even his personality is closer to He Biping.
Slowly, the plot began.
Sedum met Tang Xuejian, the zombie storm broke out, Xu Changqing, the head of Shushan Road, went down the mountain to eliminate demons, and potatoes and nightshades appeared one by one.
Song Heng, who is familiar with the plot, watched the plot develop little by little, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
It's really an amazing feeling to watch this happen right in front of your eyes.
Song Heng played the role of He Biping in a regular manner, and slowly, it seemed that he had forgotten that this was playing.
In the twenty-four days of this simulation scenario, less than a third of the time for the simulation of the plot has passed.
After going through the plot, Song Heng's opinion of Xiansan has changed a little.
Xiansan was now more than just a script in his eyes, because those living people had once stood in front of him.
"By default, the simulation scene hosts progress to zero and starts again. ”
The system prompt sounded again, and then the scene changed again, and Song Heng appeared in Yong'an again.
But this time, his identity is no longer He Biping, but Sedum.
"Boss, eat chicken legs. Mao Mao handed over a chicken leg in his hand, and said with a smile.
Looking at Mao Mao and He Biping in front of him, Song Heng was slightly stunned for a moment, and then took the chicken legs.
Gan, this batch system has cleared the progress and let yourself start again!
Just once, Song Heng felt a headache, and now he is still here?
"Boss, are you okay? Why do I feel that something is wrong with you?" Mao Mao couldn't help but look at Song Heng worriedly and asked.
"What can I do?" Song Heng couldn't help but make a hippie smile and said, "Mao Mao, one day, I will take you to Chang'an." ”
"Okay, go to Chang'an!" Mao Mao listened and couldn't help cheering.
He Biping, who was standing on the side, looked at the two helplessly, but there was a smile in his eyes.
Not long after, the plot started again, and Song Heng met Tang Xuejian, the eldest lady of the Tang family.
This time, Song Heng's identity is Sedum, and many places have become very helpless.
He knew the plot was developing, so should he stop the nightshade from sacrificing? Should he try to persuade Bai Tofu and Zixuan?
Thinking about it, Song Heng couldn't help but shake his head.
These, he didn't know what to do.
He didn't know if the plot would change after doing this.
Now it's just a matter of taking one step at a time.
The plot began slowly, and the Tangjiabao zombie case unfolded.
Looking at the zombies all over the street, Song Heng felt a little unbearable.
All of this was tormenting his conscience.
If he doesn't know, forget it, but he knows all these things, and he knows how to solve them.
Potatoes, find potatoes!
Song Heng took Tang Xuejian to find potatoes, but ...... Failed!
didn't find it, but in the end, it continued according to the plot, and Song Heng and Tang Xue saw the potatoes they found.
The little monkey in the back did not survive either, and still died.
Nightshade is still sacrificed, Bai Tofu and Zixuan are still separated, and Mao Mao is still dead.
Everything he wanted to change, he couldn't change......
"Detect that the host's state is wrong, turn off memory mode!"
The system sounded an alarm, and then quickly turned off the memory mode.
After finishing the plot this time, Song Heng finally came to his senses and couldn't help but exhale deeply.
"Good guy, it almost really affected me!" Song Heng couldn't help but mutter.
When he went through the plot for the second time, many times he fell into self-blame and couldn't extricate himself.
This is because the simulated scene integrates the character of Sedum into Song Heng, and with more personal experience of these things, he can no longer regard these purely as virtual, and a sense of guilt arises spontaneously.
"This time it was a mistake in the system, and I'm sorry. The figure of the lewd man appeared on the virtual electronic screen, and there was a rare apology on his face.
"It scares me, I can't get better without a few thousand points. Song Heng couldn't help but wail and said.
Looking at Song Heng's appearance, the corners of the lewd man's mouth twitched slightly, and then he rolled his eyes, his figure slowly blurred, and left.
"The simulation scene will clear the progress, restart the plot, and hopefully the host will be ready. ”
The system's ruthless prompt sounded again, and then Song Heng's surrounding environment changed again, and this time all the memories of Xiansan's plot in Song Heng's mind were temporarily blocked.
This time, Song Heng's position was no longer Yong'andang, but Shushan.
In this simulation scene, his identity is Xu Changqing!
Without the memory of the Xiansan plot, this time the plot is the most perfect.
Song Heng, who fused Xu Changqing's personality, finally failed to be with Zixuan, and chose to go back to Shushan to be his Taoist.
But from time to time, there will always be a shadow in my heart, but I can't say it.
In one night, after three plot simulations, Song Heng felt that he didn't need to read the script now, and he was too familiar with this plot!
"This simulation scene is coming to an end, and I am happy to serve the host!" The voice of the system sounded, and Song Heng slowly woke up.
When I opened my eyes, there was a faint light outside the window, and it was already dawn.
Looking at the Xian San script on the bedside table, Song Heng was full of confidence at the moment.
After running the plot three times, are you still afraid that you won't be able to get an interview?
Joke!
Stretching, Song Heng got up and washed up, and then prepared to leave the room and cook some breakfast.
But as soon as he opened the door of the room, Song Heng heard a sound in the kitchen.
"Really, why is this so troublesome?" Song An was wearing a girdle and holding a spatula in his hand, and was busy in the kitchen.
It's just that the operation seems to be a little wrong.
"It is said on the Internet that this can be eaten by a disobedient brother. The corners of Song An's mouth pulled a slight smile and muttered, and then looked intently at the pot.
Inside the pot, I don't know what the black paste is still boiling and bubbling.
Listening to Song An's words, Song Heng couldn't help but shudder.
Then he shivered with anger, and the warm sun was shining in the morning, but he felt that his body was slightly cold.
Song An is so hateful, when will Song Heng be able to stand up?
"Hey, are you awake?" As if sensing that there was someone standing behind him, Song An turned around and looked at Song Heng with a smile.
"Hmm. Song Heng looked at Song An's smile, couldn't help swallowing, and nodded.
"I prepared breakfast for you today, are you impressed?" Song An looked at Song Heng with a smile and said.
"No... Don't dare to move. Song Heng's voice trembled a little and said.
"Hmph, I'm not moved to make you breakfast, I have no conscience. Song An gave Song Heng a roll of his eyes, pouted dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Song Heng with a smile and said, "Xiao Pu Street boy, come and drink the porridge." ”
"I ...... What kind of grudge do I have with you!" Song Heng wanted to cry without tears, looked at Song An, and said.