"As for how to activate the script setting, it is generally an acquaintance with the protagonist of the attack, or an indirect determination of the target of the attack. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info about whether the rating is the same in so copies, and the answer is no. Because each copy is a different script world, the level requirements for judging completion are also different. ”

"If this script is to capture only one person, is there a reverse harem script that captures many people, and how does the reverse harem judge the level of completion?"

"Regarding the reverse harem script, it's a medium level copy, and the personal character level requires level 10, and you're only a level 1 novice character right now. Regarding the completion level of the reverse harem, it is based on the number of people who have been captured, and the lowest is Z level. ”

"Can I complete other game quests to indicate the character level?"

"Yes."

"Understood, what kind of game copy gets the most ingots."

"War dungeons are recommended, the more dangerous the dungeon, the more profitable."

"What if I die in a war dungeon?"

"You can bring the special resurrection card purchased in the mall, and if you don't have a resurrection card, it will be settled at the current completion level."

"I don't have a problem for the time being, skip irrelevant and meaningless plots."

"Yes, skipping...... Skipped. ”

I felt in a trance, a sudden weightlessness in my body, like a sudden bump in a speeding car.

"Class."

"Goodbye, teacher—"

Tsubaki Sasuke still didn't come back, I talked to the "passerby girl" in the front row, and I asked her if Tsubaki Sasuke was skipping class? She said that Tsubaki Sasuke seemed to have a very troublesome sister and often delayed Tsubaki Sasuke's class. Then I asked her what clubs her school had, and she gushed about her literary club.

Recently, the head of the regiment still didn't give up, and went to invite Nanhu to join the club. But I think Nanto Suke is obviously better at tennis, but the music club has always invited him, and as a result, Nando-san still doesn't feel like joining that club. ”

Wait a minute - Minami? Could it be Minami Tosuke!

"Who are you talking about? Sounds like it's in demand. I pretended to be careless.

"You're new here, so it's no wonder you don't know. However, Minami Tosuke, who is in the second year of the aristocratic school, is very famous in this city. The passer-by looked at me suspiciously.

"Hey, didn't I say I came from a far away city, because my father's company sent my father to open up new markets." I was even more amazed and said, "I remember saying it myself!" At the time of self-introduction. ”

The passer-by girl in the front row twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly and said, "The Nando family is a first-class family in the city, and Nanhu Suke is the prince of the Nanhu family." He is an all-round being, a star-like figure, whether it is reading sports, literary talent and business acumen, he is very good. I'll tell you a secret, Minami Tosuke's fiancée is Ai Kitajima, who attends a girls' school. ”

Minami? North? Wow, this is the background of the Japanese system, if it is a Chinese background, wouldn't it be changed to Nangong and Beiming. If this is a novel, how incompetent the author would have to be to come up with such a vulgar name. I won't tell you that as soon as I heard that Kitajima loved me, I immediately remembered some discordant, eighteen forbidden things. I feigned surprise and said, "Wow! It's going to be a fiancée at such a young age. ”

"Otaku, you are really a foreigner! It's a political marriage, it's an open secret in our school. However, I heard Tsubaki Sasuke say that Kitajima seems to like Minamito-san. ”

"That's right. I'm such an idiot, huh! Tsubaki Sasuke came back with a murderous face. I said.

"Knock, knock." Tsubaki Zuosuke anxiously tapped the lectern with a board eraser, listening to the sound of the lectern moaning in pain, and he was about to be knocked out. Hey, vandalism is bad behavior, and besides, my eardrums are going to be shattered.

"Did any of you go to the library during your lunch break?" Tsubaki's eyes were on fire, murderous, and he cut the railroad word by word. Staring at the classmates in the class. The anxious flames all over his body burned, and he trembled with fear by the classmates he was staring at.

At this time, the class bell rang, and the students returned to the classroom, startled by the manic atmosphere in the classroom. I could only cautiously return to my seat, quiet as a pool of stagnant water, cold, only Tsubaki Sasuke was a flame that could not be extinguished.

"Tsubaki-san," the head of the class looked around, and could only stand up stubbornly, "Is there anything you can't say well?" It's time for classes now. ”

Tsubaki snorted coldly, snatched the door out, and greeted the teacher who came in.

I heard the class leader sigh helplessly, and looked helplessly at the teacher who was also confused.

"Class."

"Hello teacher—"

Anyway, Tsubaki Zuosuke skipped class again. But why ask if anyone goes to the library? Could it be that what Minami Tosuke wrote in his notebook has something to do with him? I'm curious, what could it be?

I chose to skip the irrelevant plot.,As a result, the class president came over to talk after school.,Sure enough, Tsubaki Zuosuke was looking for a black cowhide notebook.。 She still doubted my cooking skills, and I thought it was in the game script that I might as well go back and practice my skills. Result –

I don't know where I live.

At the beginning of the script, the camera moved from the house to the school gate. Now that I think about it, he's not going to test my memory, is he? See if I can rely on my memory, if I can remember how to walk, if I can't remember how to walk, will I not be able to go home? Do you want to find out what else is in your bag? But all I found was a notebook of notes and a key to the house. Why can't I write it in a note pad where I live? Why didn't I pay attention to the buildings on both sides of the road at the time, and now I don't know how to get home?

Hey—I remember that the section of the road at the school gate went straight, so why don't you take a walk? Walking to the first intersection, there is a supermarket with many housewives coming and going, carrying heavy baskets full of all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables. I wonder if my Chinese cuisine can work in this kind of Japanese background? I don't know if there are any vegetables at home?

"Hey, how do I get home now?" I asked my assistant to myself.

"There is a non-main plot that has not been triggered, whether to skip it."

"I just want to know if my Chinese cuisine works in this kind of script?"

"Yes, cooking is a non-figurative attribute. The things you make won't conflict with the script, but it's best to make dishes that match the current script, and there will be additional features. ”

"What is the non-main story? Didn't I go home as soon as I skipped it? ”

"Regarding the non-main plot, it is the non-main plot. Yes, skipping the non-main plot will return home. ”

I feel like it's best not to skip it, I don't know anything about this game world that I enter as soon as I wake up. But as soon as I mentioned the beautiful man, I was anxious, and just like now, I didn't know what was going on and came in. It's better to be slow now, anyway, the object has been basically determined, but how to trigger the non-main plot, whether to stand still, or walk around the street, and see if you can meet something.

"Isn't this a new neighbor?" An aunt came over and said.

Ay! I said that although there may be traffickers who abduct young girls in the script, there is no need to suddenly put five big characters on the aunt's head, okay? "Neighbor Aunt Female" is acceptable to "Neighbor Auntie", but what kind of trouble is the word "Female"? In other words, it is necessary to express the gender of white people everywhere?

"Hello Auntie." I greeted politely.

"Eighteen Niang wants to buy ingredients? Yesterday I heard you mention that your father always doesn't come home until seven o'clock, so you have to cook and wait for your father. What a filial child! ”

"Huh." I smiled embarrassedly, "I can't remember if there's a supermarket in front of me." ”

"Although there is a supermarket close to home, this is the cheapest supermarket in the neighborhood. Auntie is also going to buy some things to go home today, shall we? ”

"I'm really sorry to keep causing trouble for my aunt." I followed my aunt into the supermarket.

It seems like I haven't bought anything with someone else in a long time. I silently picked the green beans. When was the last time? It was before I saw it, when I was not a dead house, when I had not closed myself off, when I still had ideals and passions. But after that incident, my happiness, my dreams, and everything I had were ruined by my own hands. These are the hands! I don't really like why I started playing adventure puzzles, I just love the feeling of being able to forget about myself for a while. Just like now, I'm the eighteenth lady of the house. But how can I spare myself, I am an existence that even I hate......

"Xiao Zhai, what's wrong with you, your face is not good?" Auntie asked kindly.

"I think of my mother." I said vaguely.

"Poor boy." Auntie's rough palm caressed the top of my head, warm, housewife's hand, a life's toiling hand. I really miss the temperature, but it doesn't belong to me.

Oh, yes! It was I who ruined the warmth that once belonged to me.

I got back home very smoothly. When I opened the door, it was an old decoration, someone else's second-hand house, and a small two-bedroom apartment. The smoked and yellowed walls, the dirty furniture, and the corrugated boxes that had not had time to clean up were scattered on the ground. I put down my bag and surveyed the empty room.

"Hey, hey, Otaku Eighteen Niang. This is your home, although it's a little bit of that, but isn't it the smaller the warmer? Anyway, it's a two-bedroom apartment, isn't it good to take out your hard-working and capable attributes now and make your house look new? Aha. ”

Actually, I don't admit that I'm an otaku because I'm not an otaku, I only watch my favorite anime, and there are just a few that I like. I'm not a game nerd.,Because I'm not very good at playing difficult games.,A little more complicated can't accept it.,I can only play adventure puzzles.,It just so happens that adventure puzzles are stand-alone games.。 I'm not a tech nerd, I'm not really good at new things, and I don't have the ability to quietly specialize. So I can only be a dead house, in the world as if it does not exist, I don't know the meaning of my life, life and death have no impact on the current world.

It's like being alive like dead. It's better to be in this game world that I don't know much about. Since I don't know the meaning of my life, it's better to go on like this, go through this life in the arms of a beautiful man, and look for the warmth of hypocrisy.

"Hey, it's so dirty here, you have to wipe it shiny!"

"Well—the things you move have to be sorted out as well. Daddy's clothes were folded and put in the closet in his room, and my things were received in my room first. ”

"What's Daddy's name? Why do you think it's weird to call it an otaku? ”

"yes, there's a glass fish tank here. It looks like it was left over from the previous family, and you can raise goldfish in the future. ”

"Ahh Let me think about what to have for dinner. ”

"Hey, there's a cookbook in the kitchen. It's so good that you can't go wrong with a book. ”

"Lala Lala ~ I'm a chef, chef chef chef. I am a small Chinese master, and I am a master of my family. I am Xinhua New Oriental, New New Oriental. ”

……

"Anyway, I was too deep in the drama just now." I said in the renovated room, looking at the sumptuous dinner.

I turned on the TV, and I could watch it, it seemed to be an interview, and I didn't know what they were talking about, but I knew that they were laughing happily. Another station, is tomorrow's weather forecast, tomorrow will be cloudy, the day after tomorrow will rain. Fortunately, I will make fried rice tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow is the academy festival, and it seems to be raining, so I don't know if it will affect it.

It's seven o'clock! When it was time on TV, I scanned the wall of the room, there was only one nail, and it seemed that I needed a clock.

"I'm back!"

"Welcome back, Daddy." I still got into the play, but it's really punctual to say that seven o'clock is seven o'clock.

"Hey! It's already cooked, it's so fragrant. "This dad looks very typical, just like a dad caught out of a modern idol drama to make soy sauce.

I helped him hang up his suit. Took a flat square cardboard box.

"The house is so tidy, so it looks pretty presentable." Dad sat down at the table. Of course, I'm the eighteenth lady of the house, if you can't do this little thing, how can you conquer the world in the future!

"Dad, shall we eat?" I say.

"Oh, yes. Eighteen Niang, I brought something for you today. And guess what? "Daddy gave me the box I just put on the table," opened it. ”

Are you just letting me guess or letting me open? Judging by the color of the box and the feeling of holding it in your hand, "It's a round clock, right?" I was pleasantly surprised. Dad nodded with a look of how smart my daughter was.

"Well, what color will it be?" I said as I opened the box, "It's blue—it's beautiful." Can I hang it now? I'm going to hang up. "I stepped on a chair and hung up the clock. The snow-white dial and black hands of the clock are a few minutes past seven o'clock, which looks accurate.