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It's really so good, could it be that the system really produced Buck overnight? Or is it that there was originally a person named Buck who lived in the harbor but he didn't know, and there were only a few names taken from this foreigner, and it was unknown if there were duplicate names. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why is there no reward?" Seeing that Yi Xuan took the letter and the player who had just completed the task said strangely, Yi Xuan immediately reacted, and now when it was not time to be stunned, he hurriedly took out a gold coin and said with a smile: "Yu is good, then this gold coin will be used as your task reward." ”

Seeing that someone had successfully completed the mission, the players next to him were even more anxious, "And mine." Yi Xuan couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh, but the task released couldn't help but accept it at this time, while counting the gold coins to everyone, he took back the letters in their hands one by one, fortunately, this early in the morning, not all players handed in the task so early, so there were only eleven players in the room who were handing in the task, but in this way, the price was not small, Yi Xuan quickly finished the money, and when the crowd dispersed, he quickly changed a corner room, and locked the door, so that he looked at the letter in his hand with peace of mind.

The letter he wrote to Buck was completely forged, so the content was very simple, but Hello Buck, I am Yi Xuan, I haven't seen you for a long time since the last time we separated, I don't know how you have been recently. The tone of the letter was written in the tone of correspondence with an old friend

Yi Xuan guessed that since the system transforms the game through its own influence on players, when players regard themselves as Buck's friends, will it also affect the positioning of the system's identity when designing the new character of Buck?

Yi Xuan put the letter in his hand on the table, took out one casually and opened it to read, but it began with an impatient tone.

"Why did you write again? I'm going to reply to your letter this time, but my hands are sour, I'm fine, I'm fine, don't say hello anymore. There wasn't even a single payment, Yi Xuan looked at it and wondered in his heart, why did this Buck speak so politely? After thinking about it, I understand, since these players came to their own place for the first time in the early morning, it is estimated that they completed this task last night, so many players found Buck's whereabouts together, so naturally they all immediately ran over to find Buck to get a reply, this Buck wrote so many replies at one time, but he lost his temper.

Yi Xuan smiled, took out another one and read it, the content of each letter is different, and the order of the order can probably be seen through the content of the letter, Yi Xuan simply arranged it according to his own understanding, and found that this Buck is quite an interesting person.

The first letter is neatly written, and the letterhead is written with a clear eye.

Yi Xuan: Hello, I'm Buck, I'm very happy to hear from you, I didn't expect you to remember me, I've had a good time recently, thank you for your concern, it's just that the old cold legs have attacks from time to time, but they are all old problems and don't worry about ......it.

Old friend: Buck

The second letter, although simple, is also quite polite.

Yi Xuan:

I've already received your letter, I don't know if you received the last reply, if not, I'll repeat, I've had a good time lately.

But old friend, whether your letter is heavy or not, I think it's probably because you're afraid that the letter will be lost. Still, I wrote another reply. Don't worry about me.

Old friend: Buck

The third letter, this time less polite. I didn't even have a salutation: I was fine, but tonight I was the third time I was argued with and replied, and again, I'm really good, don't send me any more letters, why do you send so many letters? And the content is all the same. Please, don't send any more letters.

Yi Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect this Buck to be designed quite vividly, at least he didn't reply to himself with a few similar letters.

The fourth letter was already completely angry, and even began to explode: Don't let people sleep in the middle of the night? You bastard, I swear this is the last letter. If anyone comes to deliver a letter, I swear I'll beat him up.

Yi Xuan read his last sentence, and was shocked, he didn't expect this character to have a lot of personality, but I don't know if he is just talking about it, or will he really do it, if he is a player, it is impossible for the player not to fight back, and he will not be killed by the player at that time, but looking at the letters behind Yi Xuan also knows that he is definitely not dead. Thinking to himself, he carefully read the fifth reply.

"Damn, where did you find such a powerful thug, who is even better than me, are you saying hello or are you here to kill you? Please, don't send any more letters. I'm going crazy, I'm too old to resist this kind of toss. ”

But then, the content of the letter was obviously just perfunctory, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern." "Old Buck isn't dead." And so on, it seems that this Buck completely gave up resistance after being beaten by that man, and had to reply when he was called, so Yu Crisp resisted passively.

Looking at these interesting and funny replies, Yi Xuan didn't know why he seemed to have a sense of intimacy with Buck, and said in his heart, let's go and see this Buck, and also see what the new characters generated by the system under his influence look like.

Thinking about Yi Xuan, he got up and walked towards the door, afraid of meeting other players who took over the task yesterday Yi Xuan simply changed his face and changed into burlap clothes, so that walking on the road is not much different from those migrant workers who do coolies on the street, although the color of the name on the head has not changed, but it is finally not so conspicuous.

Walking out of the hotel, Yi Xuan almost instinctively turned to the right, passing through a not too prosperous bazaar, Yi Xuan had already come to the door of an auction house, knowing that at this time Yi Xuan suddenly realized that he actually didn't know where to fall, those players just walked fast, and he didn't even have time where they found Buck. What a mistake.

I don't know how to get here, Yi Xuan felt strange in his heart at the same time, but he also had a strange feeling, as if he had subconsciously known where to go, just like that, Yi Xuan continued to walk forward, when his eyes saw a dilapidated house at the corner of the street, his heart suddenly moved, this feeling of déjà vu was so strong that it was as if he had walked through this dilapidated house countless times, Yi Xuan hurriedly walked over a few steps, turned the house, and walked towards the alley.

The dilapidated windmill, the messy garbage on the ground, and the crockpot piled up by a sharp-mouthed woman at the door of her house, why is everything in front of you so familiar, as if childhood memories are rushing back in an instant, as if returning to your hometown after a long absence, although it is dirty, but it is very kind in the eyes.

And he had a hunch at this time, or a kind of certainty, that Buck lived at the end of this street, but where did this feeling come from, but Yi Xuan couldn't explain it at all.

While thinking, Yi Xuan had already come to the front of a fruit stall on the corner of the street, and the fragrant fragrance of melons and fruits penetrated into his nose, making Yi Xuan feel sour in his heart, this feeling came so suddenly, making Yi Xuan suddenly a little hurried.

I seem to have been here yesterday, but there didn't seem to be this fruit stand here yesterday, but why except for yesterday, it seems that in his memory, this fruit stand has always been here

At the back of the fruit stand, on a chair made of thick wood, a thin old black man with a curly beard was sitting on the chair and napping incessantly.

This old man Yi Xuan froze suddenly, isn't this old man the old man named Buck in his dream last night? Looking at Buck's name floating above the old mind, Yi Xuan felt a tingling pain in his brain, and at the same time, a series of images poured into his brain.

The wandering sea life finally came to Port Carlin, but Yi Xuan, who had just come to this land, had no relatives and no support, and he didn't have too many coins on his body, and he didn't even have a place to live, so he met Buck by chance, this cheerful old black man who was enthusiastic about him, not only didn't care about money, but also helped him and took care of him.

During that time, Yi Xuan lived in Buck's house, the old man went out to sell fruit during the day, and when he came back at night, he had to cook dinner for Yi Xuan, although the two were very different in age, but they both liked to play chess, so the two soon became friends, however, since Yi Xuan left Port Carlin, the two had not seen each other for a long time

At this time, seeing his long-lost old friend again, Yi Xuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, a kind and warm emotion spontaneously arose, and he stretched out his hand and was about to say hello to Buck loudly, when suddenly Yi Xuan's smile suddenly froze, and his heart was terrified, wait a minute, Buck, isn't Buck a character he created yesterday?

So is this feeling true or ...... now, Yi Xuan touched his arms with his hand, the hard booklet was still there, and he hurriedly pulled it out and turned to the page he recorded yesterday.

That's right, he issued a task to send a letter to Buck, but this Buck doesn't exist, he consciously portrayed him as an old friend in the letter, Yi Xuan raised his head and looked at the old man who was still napping, is it because of this that he really thinks that Buck is indeed a person now?

But this feeling was so real, so real that the kind of emotion towards Buck couldn't be ignored by Yi Xuan, and he had the heart to turn away, but his legs seemed to have taken root.

"Yi Xuan" A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded in Yi Xuan's ears, raised his head, I don't know when Buck had woken up, and was looking at himself excitedly: "I didn't expect you to send me a letter yesterday, and you came to see me today, do you want to surprise me?" Yi Xuan was still stunned, but Buck greeted him enthusiastically, chattering to himself: "I received all the letters you sent me yesterday, but what are you sending so many letters for, please don't spend money on the messenger?" I couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night. Come on, come on, don't stand stupidly, come here. Buck stood up, his legs bent unnaturally, Yi Xuan still remembered that this Buck had a leg disease, and his legs couldn't be fully straightened, although he already knew that it was fake, but Yi Xuan's heart was still a little unbearable, he took two steps towards Buck, and stopped, not knowing what to do.

"Don't be stunned, let's eat an apple." Nabuck said, taking an apple from the fruit stand and throwing it at him. Then he slowly walked over and took Yi Xuan's hand, Buck's hand was still as warm and dry as he remembered.

Yi Xuan's heart was still full of doubts and shock, but he just pulled him and entered the room and sat down, everything around him was so familiar, so that he gradually became calmer. He sat down on a sheepskin blanket that was almost exclusive to him, and he remembered that he and Buck would sit opposite each other and play chess on two sheepskin blankets, sometimes fighting at night with the lights, and looking at the decoration of the house, it was also full of memories.

Yi Xuan was a little confused, almost a little unable to distinguish between reality and virtuality, the plot set by this system seemed to be more humane than what he experienced in the game, so even if he knew that these memories were fake, the emotions generated by them were so real, Yi Xuan was even thinking, if the system set a place of birth and parents for himself like this, would he forget his biological parents in the real world?

Wait a minute, your own parents? Yi Xuan suddenly fell into a trance, because he suddenly found that he didn't seem to be able to remember the looks and names of his parents, could it be because he lost his memory from his last death? It turns out that what is missing is this part of the memory, damn it

Half an hour later, Yi Xuan finally left the fruit shop, there was resistance at the beginning to accept it calmly, although Yi Xuan and Buck also spent half an hour of happy time, but he had secretly decided in his heart that he could not do this again until he had to do it in the future, if this new memory continued to be generated, maybe it wouldn't be long before he would no longer be his original self.

Leaving Buck's room, Yi Xuan's ears suddenly sounded with the sound of a system prompt.

System Prompt: Advance the story and earn 100 bonus points.

Yi Xuan was taken aback, this is not scientific, if creating a character is considered to promote the plot, then when he killed the NPC before, is it considered to promote the plot? Does Zhao Beifeng promote the plot when he is upgraded because of this? Why did you get bonus points only this time?

"What's going on with the system? I didn't think the reward points I got in the past were for you to give secrets, right? ”

"If the system rules are changed, the reward points generated before the change will be invalid."

"What?" Yi Xuan was taken aback, "You mean the rules of the system have changed?" Wasn't there a reward for promoting the plot before? He was secretly amazed in his heart, as if something very important would happen because of this.

"Yes."

"But, but." Yi Xuan couldn't help but stumble, "How can the rules of the system be changed when they are said, shouldn't the rules be fixed?" How could it be ......"

"This is the system's emergency plan, if the intelligent background character maliciously promotes the plot, the system will make certain adjustments to the rules according to the situation. Prevent the plot from working properly. ”

Intelligent background characters,Obviously refers to the monsters and NPCs played by humans.,Maliciously promote the plot.,That's right, I and Zhao Beifeng in order to verify the theory.,It's true that this task of sending letters was artificially designed.,It seems that malicious push refers to one's own conscious push.,If it happens naturally without our knowledge,It's fine.,If we understand the law of things, it's malicious.,It seems that the standard of this system to judge good and evil is not the same as normal people., It's simply a momentum of those who follow me and those who go against me die.

But wait, Yi Xuan's heart suddenly moved, since it was a malicious push, there should be a punishment, how could it become such a good thing as giving reward points? If that's the case, wouldn't you do it deliberately, and you always have to change the plot to earn bonus points?

No, things can't be so simple, there must be something missing, and taking the initiative to promote the plot is regarded as maliciously promoting the plot, but after it is completed, there is no punishment, but the matter of promoting the plot becomes a condition for winning reward points, that is to say, the system hopes that he will continue to promote the plot, if this is a punishment, Yi Xuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the real memories and emotional changes he had just now

If I'm not mistaken, although the system has also formed a memory in my mind before, I can tell which one is the character and which one is my original, but the memory of Buck is different, and I don't distinguish between truth and falsehood at all, if this is the price of promoting the plot, does it mean that the more times I push the plot, the more chaotic memories I have?

If Zhao Beifeng's inference was good before, monsters will continue to lose their memories through death, then now it seems that NP will continue to gain new memories by promoting the development of the plot. Although these two ways are different, one plus and one subtraction will obviously lead to people who enter this world and become less and less like themselves. A year is not a long time, it is not a short time, and I don't know if I can keep my current thoughts at that time.

Yi Xuan had the intention not to carry out similar tasks anymore, and no longer publish similar tasks to avoid his memory being changed again, but after thinking about it for a while, Yi Xuan realized that it was not practical to do so, if he didn't do this, he would not be able to get reward points, nor would he be able to obtain a large amount of gold coins, and naturally there would be no way to strengthen himself with reward points and gold coins, but players are constantly evolving, their level is improving, their equipment is strengthening, and they can still make a difference now, dealing with ten or eight players of about level thirty, But after a long time, it won't be long before he is no longer strong, and maybe two or three players at level forty will be able to defeat him. At that time, he will continue to die, keep losing his memories, and soon become a monster like Jack Brian.

In this way, it seems that this system is really smart, and even thought of such a way to quench the thirst of the NP, whether you do it or not, in the end it is a dead end, but it depends on whether you die in the heart or the brain.

Thinking of this, Yi Xuan couldn't help but feel a chill, and for a while he had a feeling of despair, everything he did was under the monitoring of the system, and so was Zhao Beifeng, so it seemed that he and Zhao Beifeng's planning system were also well known, although it was only a plan for self-growth, but under the system's prediction, I don't know how many mistakes and mistakes there will be, and what kind of path will I take in the end, it seems that I have to go back to the Dark Tower in the near future, and I must tell Zhao Beifeng about the two things of the man in black and the system quickly, For fear of being confused, Yi Xuan focused on recording these two things as soon as he returned to the hotel.