On the way to the camp of the secret archive, Xiao Lang was going there to complete the pre-task, but at this time, Xiao Lang seemed to deliberately ignore something, and deliberately did not think about it in his mind.

Why does Jia Xu, an indigenous NPC, have that concept that only players can have?

In any light-brain game, whether these NPCs are designed by game designers or added by the main brain, they already have considerable intelligence, and it can even be said that in terms of IQ and EQ, as long as they are willing, they can theoretically create hundreds of millions of demons like Jia Xu.

I don't know which generation of light brain games to start with, in fact, players can no longer distinguish the difference between NPCs and players, and the degree of emulation has greatly increased, which greatly improves the game fun of players.

But it is precisely the emergence of semi-intelligence, and some communication will inevitably have problems, otherwise there would not be the scene where Xiao Lang and Ren Gange deliberately used "hello" to test each other when they greeted each other.

The solution was that the game designers in the past did a good job, and it can be summed up in three points: the communication between players has its own set of methods between players, just like and fart in reality, the most casual, and the designers can't control it; NPPC does not communicate with each other, but just "performs" according to the routine set by the designer; There is a relatively fixed pattern of communication between players and NPCs, which does not refer to fixed language, but fixed behavior patterns.

Players naturally don't feel weird when they look at NPCs, and take their existence for granted, but how do NPCs view the existence of players?

In the past, the method used in the light brain game was similar to "see it or not", for example, in Xin'an City, hundreds of people can squeeze into a tent of several square meters to go offline, and no NPC will be strange; The Quartermaster allows the player to look directly at the menu screen and choose freely, as long as the military merit is enough, they can receive supplies, and it seems that the Quartermaster does not need to consider the amount of material reserves at all, nor does he need to consider where these materials are replenished from; Yan Wunuo faced Xiao Lang's long "deep sleep", and he simply understood that the alien was different from himself, and he needed to do so.

In other words, the designers simply didn't design this obviously thankless part of the game.

NPPC is not strange to all kinds of anomalies of players, and it is not strange to all kinds of anomalies that arise because of the relationship with players.

It may also be for this reason that more people will be more willing to believe that these "people" who behave and behave like themselves are all emotionless NPCs, and they are just a piece of dispensable "01" program code.

But Jia Xu's words subverted Xiao Lang's cognition a little, if he chatted with himself or something, he could also be regarded as "performing" according to a fixed routine, but how did he know that the importance of military merit to players was that it could be exchanged for items? How do you know the difference between your identity and that of the Che Ma Xiang? How can you say something like "You strangers should know"?

Xiao Lang didn't dare to dig deeper, but fortunately, when he heard Jia Xu's sentence "the real winner in the end", Xiao Lang was relieved.

The reason is very simple, the real "wise" people understand that in the Three Kingdoms era, no one is the final winner, Sun Liu is not, Cao Wei is not, and even the Sima clan that ended the Three Kingdoms era is not a winner.

In just a few decades, the Western Jin Dynasty Guozuo was messed up with Huaxia Shenzhou, how can it be called a "winner"?

So even if Jia Xu realized it immediately and changed his words, Xiao Lang didn't worry about anything anymore.

"Thinking is limited by the times, no matter how powerful it is, it will be limited after all."

Xiao Lang can only explain himself like this.

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"A gentleman is a righteous man, a villain is a good man, a stranger, a villain."

It was still the same study, and with Jia Xu's sigh, another voice came from the darkness.

The strange thing is that this study is not big, the bookshelves are all placed against the wall, there should be no dead corners to hide, although it is night, the oil lamp spark does not illuminate all the corners, but Xiao Lang did not find that there were others when he entered, I don't know how the owner of this voice hid.

Perhaps, this person is not hiding, but Xiao Lang failed to find out.

"The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit." Jia Xu put away the cup on the table and responded.

"Work with these aliens, Brother Wen He, be careful." The voice said.

"Thank you for your kindness, but it seems that you don't even have the qualifications to cooperate with these Inhumans." Jia Xu continued to kneel at the table, took out a bamboo slip, and flipped through it.

"Haha, you have what they want, I also have it, and I think my name can attract these strangers more than you." The voice chuckled softly.

"It's not that simple, if you look at the cars and horses, you should understand that these aliens want different things." Jia Xu's current expression is far less relaxed than when facing Che Ma Xiang and Xiao Lang.

"I'll have that, too." The tone of the voice is quite confident.

"Huh?" Jia Xu raised his head, a little puzzled, a little incredulous: "You really want to take that step?" ”

"Of course, and that's not what you want?" The voice shifted.

"That's right, but, with those two constraints, I'm afraid you won't be able to go so easily." Jia Xu closed the bamboo slip, thought for a moment, and then continued: "If you really want to leave, the two of them are afraid and don't dare to completely turn their faces with you, not to mention, with my big enemy in Wancheng, they probably want you to leave earlier." ”

"That's right, but with my friendship with Brother Wen He, I will choose a suitable time." The voice is low and the tone is light.

"Heh, the trick of killing people with a knife," Jia Xu laughed: "Even if you leave, the primary enemy you face is him, while you help me, you are just helping yourself, and you don't need to talk about any friendship." ”

"It's really a little less fun to go around in circles between you and me, so let's just hand over my conditions," the voice paused here: "Si Li, Liangzhou, Yizhou." ”

"Your appetite is a lot smaller than I thought." Jia Xu said, I don't know if it's sincere or sarcastic.

"Between you and me, there is no point in haggling. Luoyang, I know you won't let it go to me, Hangu Pass, Tiger Prison Pass, you can only sleep if you put it in your own hands. How about it, with Chang'an and Luoyang as the boundary, you should be able to accept this division," the voice said to himself.

"Yes." Jia Xu agreed.

"However, Luoyang needs to lend me a little longer, of course, you don't have to worry about me staying in Luoyang, I don't want to fight you so early."

"Yes." Jia Xu said the same words.

"It's really unexpectedly smooth, in that case, I'll go back first." The voice said.

"No." Jia Xu seemed to be quite unkind to this person, saying that he would "not send", and he really did not mean to get up and send him.

"By the way, if possible, I hope Brother Wen and Brother won't embarrass those two." The voice suddenly said such a sentence for some reason.

Jia Xu didn't expect this to come out of his mouth, but he just thought about it and agreed: "I'll try my best." ”

"Thank you."

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ps: Next week was originally going to be a double shift, but the old man was going to Xi'an for a week, Monday's ticket, Sunday back, so next week is still a change for the time being.