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Syllable! A big slap in the face!

Pifet was beaten in a circle, and his mind was completely confused before his cheeks began to turn red and hot. His father's slap was too sudden and too hard, and he couldn't take measures at all, and the whole world was not good.

He didn't understand why he was slapped by his father?

"I'm Nyima! You are an unfilial son, why do you have to take the screen name "Pifeut"? ”

"Huh?"

After listening to the reason why his father slapped him, Pifet was angry and didn't dare to attack, so angry that the roots of his teeth hurt. He just took a random screen name, so he had to be beaten and scolded with his head and face? What kind of world is this? He knew that his father was a bit brainless, but he didn't expect that today was particularly inexplicable.

What's wrong with the name?

I don't understand it at all!

Next door is not surnamed Pi.

"Ahh That's enough! His father pulled his hair and looked up to the sky and sighed, looking miserable, and even stomped his feet in a circle on the spot repeatedly, "My son is "Pifelt"? Did he make the game first, or did my husband do it? Logical thinking is completely insufficient! ”

After talking to himself like crazy, his father suddenly came to his senses and smashed his fist in the palm of his hand: "That's right, wife! I'll go and ask my wife! With that, he ran away, leaving Pifet alone in the room.

He knew that whenever his father encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't figure out, he would immediately run to his mother, as if he was asking Zhiduoxing for help. So, his father suddenly kicked in the door, fanned people when he saw them, and then left a bunch of inexplicable self-talk and ran away with the wind. What the heck?

Rubbing his aching cheeks, Pifet sighed to himself that he was unlucky, and he didn't know what he had done in his previous life. He gave up thinking about it. Daddy has always refused to follow the rules and move left and right, which is unpredictable, and it is not the first time that he has done something bizarre, let alone the last. Think? It's a waste of brain cells to wonder why his dad is angry.

At this time, Rourou looked in from the door, looking a little timid: "The seventh master is gone?" ”

Pifet nodded gloomily.

Only then did she dare to slowly walk into the room, squatting beside Pifeit, and gently rubbing the latter's cheek: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It's okay, the thunder is loud and the rain is small." I heard that my father used to be a security guard, and he also killed people, and now he is a qigong master, if he really fanned him hard, I'm afraid something will happen.

"Why is the Seventh Master angry?"

"What time is it today? Probably his eldest aunt came. ”

Rourou was stunned for a moment, then giggled. The laughter of silver bells trembled against the branches, which made Pifet feel much better at once...... O angels.

The two changed the topic and chatted about homely things. Gradually, the conversation turned to yesterday's game. Rourou asked, "Yesterday, people went offline early, how is the game?" Are there many, many players? ”

Forehead.

"I did my best, and only five came." Actually, there could be more.

Unexpectedly, Rourou clapped her hands happily after hearing this: "That's great!" Does the young master have a job now? Shall we go play now? ”

"Of course it's good" was just three words that mentioned Pifett's throat, but he immediately swallowed it back. On second thought, he realized that something was wrong! First of all, the five players who came yesterday were all men! Men are all big H, Rourou is so sweet, cute, innocent and kind, if it is ...... Depend on! What's the difference between a sheep and a tiger herd!

No, Yau Yau is mine!

"Young Master?"

"Of course, it's good, but ah......" Pifet turned his words into a selfish turn, "you have to change to a male number." ”

She was stunned after hearing this: "Huh? Why, people are girls. ”

"Everything is aimed at maintaining the stability and order of the system, which is inseparable from the defense of world peace. It's too violent to fight monsters and escalate anything.,Female characters are completely incompetent.,Since ancient times, men have fought and charged.,Which hero and general in history have you heard of that is a woman? The one with the machete and the cannon must be a man. This game has become a domineering game of the wolf type of the king of soldiers, which should be full of blood, pride, courage, and ...... Uh, in short, you have to change the male number! Got it? ”

Rourou's eyes widened, blinked, and shook her head with a smile.

Pifet was to kneel. He has tried his best to fool the other party into changing his male name, and he has lied a lot, if this doesn't work, then God will kill him.

"Rourou doesn't understand, but ...... What the young master said must be right. With that, he smiled like an angel.

Right!

Yes, that's right! It worked!

Pifet was so overjoyed that he almost jumped out of his wheelchair. As long as Rourou changes to a male number, it will be safe, let her play multiplayer online games and have fun, and then kick out all the other players, and the final goal is always only one - a romantic two-person world, hehe.

He sat her down and instructed, "Remember, change the male number." ”

He handed her the helmet and instructed, "Don't forget, male." ”

After watching her put it on, he repeated: "Male number! ”

Rourou smiled: "I know the young master, Rourou is not deaf." ”

Well.

That's good.

Pifet himself put on a game helmet and was immersed in a picturesque game world with a flash of white light in front of him.

"I'll go, did these guys stay up all night last night?"

He stood on the grassy knoll and looked at the village in front of him, which was already quite presentable. What was a refugee camp last night is now a town with fences and watchtowers. In addition to the previous wooden houses, there are many more buildings. The inside is paved with stone bricks, and a temple more than ten meters high similar to a pyramid was built in the center of the square. It's so angry, is this really built by a few players overnight?

He didn't rush over, but anxiously waited for the soft line.

I haven't shown up for a long time, but it's another player coming.

It was Kafka, the number three player, who raised his arms from afar and greeted: "Hey, Pifet, you're not online until noon?" How's that, the town we built all night last night. ”

"Uh...... It's magnificent. "To be honest, it's amazing how much of a scale can be built in such a short amount of time.

Kafka smiled happily when he heard the praise, and whispered in his ear: "Let me tell you quietly, I have the most construction skills and the highest level among all people." With that, he showed off like a child. Understandably, he must have put in a considerable effort.

The two were chatting when Rourou appeared—a sunny boy with short hair. At the same time, the system also sounded a prompt "Player: Rourou is logged in!"

The three of them collided.

Kafka took out the demeanor of a veteran player who had logged in to the game a day earlier, and stretched out his hand to Rourou: "Welcome newcomers!" I'm the number three player and you can call me Kafka. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask me. ”

Pifet listened to it and held his forehead, and secretly complained: No, you've only been playing for a day!

"Hmm." What no one expected was that the sunny boy named "Rourou" in front of him showed a shy smile, his little face was slightly red, his chin was slightly tucked, one hand was hidden behind him, his legs were intertwined, and his shoulders were slightly twisted. She stretched out her hand, took Kafka's hand, and shook it gently, "Hello, it's called Rourou." ”

Vomiting blood to support the forehead.

Pifet was about to collapse when he saw it. What does it mean for you to introduce yourself in such a fancy way? Does it make any sense to deliberately change to a male number?

Kafka froze in place, his heart beating a little faster. The boy in front of him with a name that is quite a sissy, his actions are also very sissy, and his tone is also very sissy, and the whole person is like a synonym for sissy. He's seen a pseudo-mother, but he's never seen such a pseudo-mother......

Silent.

The atmosphere between the three of them was a little awkward, and they entered the town after talking. Kafka began to introduce everything that had just been built here, and then she admired and praised softly and desperately, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Kafka shouted: "Everyone, the seventh man is here!" ”

After hearing this, the other players put down their affairs and gathered in the square. A rather polite turn to introduce himself, soft and well-behaved and gentle words and deeds left a good impression on everyone.

Pifet pointed to the temple next to him and asked, "What does this building do?" ”

"The main base or something." Kafka touched his chin and pondered, "I opened a box in the field, and inside it was the blueprint of this temple. When we built it together, we found that it was receptive to our desires to some extent. ”

Pifet was stunned after hearing this: "For example? ”

"For example, I wanted to build a two-story stone building, and then I told the temple, and I was actually asked to find a blueprint, and a tool table to cut the stone into stone bricks, which solved a lot of trouble."

Instead, they pointed to the wooden fence around the town, topped with protruding spurs to prevent climbing. In fact, Pifet has been curious from the beginning, what to do with walls and watchtowers in this world without monsters? Not only that, but Yinyue also had a bow and arrow in her hand. At first, it was assumed that it was for hunting, but it turned out that it was clearly not—it was a war bow more than half a man long, and it was not suitable for walking through the woods.

Wolf Moult said that he had made a wish for monsters like goblins, and a bunch of goblins with torches actually appeared that night. This can kill several of them in a hurry, and they are completely unprepared. He repelled the little villains with his bare hands, but luckily the other party didn't have any decent weapons, at most wooden clubs or something. It was a great toss last night, they had built a wall overnight, and made weapons such as bows and arrows, stone axes, and wooden shields, and leather armor and so on.

Rourou recommended herself: "Sewing Rourou is good at it, you can help." ”

There are only seven people at all, and there are not enough people.

Kafka proposed to go out with Pifet in search of mineral deposits in the nearby mountains. Iron must have metal deposits and metallurgical technology. So Kafka knelt on his knees in front of the temple and prayed silently, hoping to find a place like a mine, and then turned a few ropes out of blades of grass to trap stones and sticks together, and the rudimentary pickaxe was completed.

Pifet found that the player in front of him was very talented, how did he do it?

"I play a lot of survival-building games like MC and Don't Starve. Stone and wood are basic resources, and you can make a lot of necessary equipment, and most of the games are so ever-changing that I can be considered to be a bypass. Kafka boasted lightly, took a few more straw ropes and weaved them into linen, and danced his hands quickly and quite dexterously, and quickly completed the two backpacks, "Let's go?" ”

Pi Feijie nodded, lowered his head and tried to piece those things together into objects, but found that he couldn't do it at all. "Weird, how did you do it, why can't I?"

"It takes a certain amount of skill, it's a game here, after all." Kafka counted on his fingers, "I've reached level 5 in logging and manual skills alone, which is the full level." It's easy at first, just do the simplest movements over and over again. After cutting down more than 50 trees, the logging was upgraded to level 2, and then the system asked me to collect 3 sets of wood from one tree and find a way to turn it into 5 groups of wood, which is called high-level logging. What can I do, so that I can't continue to cut down indiscriminately, but have to skillfully split the tree into multiple parts to reduce waste. Level 3 requires more trees, hundreds, but my speed has increased a lot. Level 4 requires me to cut down a tree to produce high-grade wood, which is a matter of character. So after level 5, I cut different trees to produce different kinds of wood, some dense and some soft, and the purpose of making planks is also different. Level 5 can continue to level up, and carpentry skills have appeared, which has greatly increased the success rate and speed of my own planks. The same goes for manual skills, first ......"

Pifett stopped him from continuing.

Kafka spread his hands: "No way, the production skills of every game are the most difficult to practice, but I like it, and I can't extricate myself from it." It's actually interesting, don't you think? ”

The corners of Pifeit's mouth twitched. He was going to smile politely back, and he didn't know if he actually did.

Kafka smiled wryly.

Many players don't like to practice production skills, which seems boring, and he is an outlier. If you change to a large-scale online game, you can sell it to other players by practicing iron and medicine, and you can even use this skill to earn soft girl coins in popular games. But here...... A large single machine with only seven people...... I guess it's just a matter of interest.

"Let's talk about something else, then." Kafka suddenly put his arm around Pifeut's shoulder, "You and Rourou seem to be close, could it be that you know each other in reality?" ”

Exposed?

Pifet was a little flustered, he couldn't just say that Rourou was her girlfriend, and then he was afraid that there would be a rival in love and force the other party to change his male name.

"Look at your honest reaction, sure enough." Kafka smirked, "Dude? Schoolmate? Brothers? …… You didn't seem to have guessed that right......" He paused, and suddenly asked with a tangled face, "It can't be...... Lover, right? ”

"Huh!"

"Damn? Really? I wish you happiness forever. After Kafka saw Pifet's frank expression, he confirmed that the two were in a relationship, and was immediately embarrassed. The sincere friendship of the man...... Well, he knew that there was something wrong with the softness of that sissy, it turned out to be bent!

Stay away from Rourou in the future.

Thinking like this, the two suddenly stopped. They had reached the foot of the mountain, and a naturally formed hole was in front of them—so conspicuous that they were close to writing a welcome.

"Look, it's always good to pray to God more." Kafka waved the pickaxe in his hand and laughed, "I guess it's a mine, I can't be wrong." ”