When He Yuting returned to her small courtyard, her mood was extremely gloomy.

I didn't expect the easiest assistance task to turn out to be the most difficult assistance task! If Brother Hua's brainless brain doesn't change, I'm afraid he will be the first person to be out.

He Yuting angrily opened the friend box and looked at the few people in her friend column: I am Meat T, Blood Yin, Playboy Shou and Erlang Zhenjun.

He Yuting: "......" She originally wanted to send an email to solemnly inform Brother Hua or Erlang Zhenjun: If you (your friend) don't change your homely and autistic lifestyle, I'm afraid you will become the first guy in the world to become a pig, a dog, a cow, a chicken, and a duck! After falling into the Animal Path, the probability of wanting to complete the hidden quest will be greatly reduced.

Think about it, a chicken? Or a pig runs to the young lady and chirps, hum, who knows that you are flirting with your sister? If it is time to eat in the wild, the young lady will directly start her head and fall with her hands, slaughter it with a knife, and slowly roast it on the fire...... Well, that should be a good taste. So Brother Hua, who sacrificed his body and failed to make food once, turned around and became a puppy and a duckling? Woohoo? Quack? Could it be that the young lady will be tempted to add a chicken, duck, pig, dog, cow and other animals to be friends? It's impossible to think about!

But He Yuting looked at the box where her upper limit was two hundred, and the actual number of friends was only four, and she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Is it Brother Hua's fault that he doesn't add friends? People in this world don't seem to have the habit of adding friends. Take herself as an example, she just passively accepts it every time, and never thinks of taking the initiative to add friends. If the five hundred known people in this world are all people with different levels of autism like Brother Hua or himself, and all the communication is superficial, then, what should Brother Hua's hidden mission do? What about her assistance mission?

He Yuting finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and she covered her mouth in horror.

Does she really need to go to Taiyuan to squat on the road to see which little brother and sister have fallen, and she has to hug and kiss and lift high to get up? is such a good thing, I'm afraid that there are countless pairs of eyes staring, and it won't be her turn. What's more, how much does a kind interaction like this reduce her malice? A little? Or two points? Compared to Carter's temptation to say that assisting in the mission can greatly reduce the blackening value, the matter of picking up the little brother and sister who fell down and throwing them into the air is pressing, rooting, just, no, sucking, gravitation, and force!

What can she do to assist others in their hidden missions? First of all, you need to know what kind of hidden tasks others have, right? But everyone lives in their own small circles, and they don't really spread out the core things in the sun. Is the first thing she should do is to make friends with people first? If she suddenly throws out a friend request, what will others think?

It's a very simple thing to add enemies, as long as you turn red and bring people to the point of residual blood, it's OK. But He Yuting is sure that the incident will soon become a recognized prohibition. The happy life of revenge, as the bearded man said, will be gone forever. Everyone cherishes their own resurrections, and they urge others to cherish their resurrections. The bearded man will never be able to live the kind of life that kills or is killed by others at every turn.

Thinking of the beard, He Yuting glanced in the direction of the bearded man's room. She was surprised to find that the door didn't close. As soon as the wind blew, the gap became larger and larger, revealing a pink figure crouched on the ground, curled up in a ball. If it weren't for the knotted thick beard peeking out of the cracks in his arms, just looking at the back, He Yuting wouldn't have been able to detect that this very fragile looking figure was the bearded man himself.

She (?) What's wrong?

He Yuting walked towards her room, and she went straight into the bearded room.

Although there was no sound, He Yuting found that the bearded man was crying. She (?) He bit the back of his hand to keep himself from making a sound, but he sobbed so hard that tears kept pouring into his beard, which was as tangled as the roots of a tree.

The shadow betrayed He Yuting's existence.

The bearded man raised his head and glanced at He Yuting. And then she (?) He lowered his head again and bit his jaw hard. After a while, she found her voice, and said in a sargar voice, "Laugh if you want." Do you think I'm a clown now? ”

He Yuting found a chair and sat down. There is a set of tea sets for kung fu tea in the bearded room, and a pot of big red robes has been brewed in the purple clay pot. The rich and mellow aroma wafts away with the white vapor of the smoke halo, and you can't help but want to have a drink of it.

"No," He Yuting denied, "I just want to know why you're crying so sadly." ”

The bearded red-eyed glare. This is what she (?) What it is!

He Yuting has seen all kinds of bearded people, arrogant, uninhibited, deflated or furious after being scolded, and he knows that he has to be in charge of a team to recruit members seriously...... Strictly speaking, bearded people are not bad people. It's just that she (?) The game was played so much that reality and the game merged so much that she (?) There is also a problem with the worldview. At least He Yuting has always wanted to correct one thing about the beard: the so-called pleasure and revenge do not necessarily have to kill people; Whether in the game or in the real world, real people shouldn't kill people casually.

For the sake of the bearded man crying so sadly, He Yuting decided to put away her old pedantic side. She wanted to hear why the bearded man was crying so sadly. And she had a gut feeling that it had something to do with the number of resurrections or hidden missions of the beard.

The bearded man is still squatting on the ground. But there is one more person by her side, so that she (?) Feel a little better. "The number of my resurrections," said the bearded man with a mournful cry, "is only thirty-five." ”

"I don't have much to live."

He Yuting was taken aback. "How can there be so much less!" If you calculate it this way, the bearded man won't even have a year's time to survive.

The beard wiped his eyes. "I've been killed by vendettas, many times."

He Yuting was speechless. Although she had a premonition before, the beard finally surprised her.

"Oh my God," He Yuting said dryly, "then you have to, you have to complete your hidden mission as soon as possible." ”

At the mention of the hidden mission, the bearded man burst into tears. The sound of the howl is like a firecracker exploding, or someone who is used to the quiet atmosphere suddenly strikes a gong in the ear. He Yuting jumped up in fright, and hurriedly went over to support the bearded crumbling body. "Don't cry, alas, I say you're good. What is your hidden mission? I'll see if I can help you figure it out. ”

"Very, very simple, simple."

"Simple?" He Yuting no longer believes that there are simple hidden missions in this world. She still thinks that Brother Hua's hidden task is simple, what do you say to flirt with girls? In fact, it's just a matter of adding a hundred girls as friends. The result? Brother Hua's brainless stubbornly blocked his way of life. She persuaded him to let go of his prejudices and was accused of being nosy. "Tell me about it."

The bearded man whimpered. “……”

"What did you say?" He Yuting blinked.

"It's just looking for someone and pulling out a beard."

He Yuting had nothing to say.