Chapter 117: The Game

When the operatives were gone, silence returned to the cabin.

Anxiously waiting, KP was the only one lying on the table writing and drawing on his form, humming a song and throwing two dice from time to time.

After a while, a stack of papers was piled up on the table.

The middle-aged man who was originally in charge looked at it suspiciously for a long time, and finally couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Mr. KP, what are you doing?"

"It's just a game. ”

KP looked up and said, "I wonder if people like to play games?"

"Huh?" the crowd looked at each other in confusion.

"Anyway, it's boring left and right, why don't you have a tabletop role-playing game?"

KP tossed the dice, volleyed it in his hand, and happily introduced: "This is a very popular game in the dark web border, although the rules are complicated, but neither the degree of freedom nor the fun are compared to those other computer games...... Just try it and you'll be immersed in it. ”

"Huh?" someone seemed to be attracted and asked, "How do you play it, is it like mahjong and poker?"

"No, no, no, it's completely different. ”

KP patiently explained: "To put it simply, through the dictation of the host, which is me, you will get a beginning of a story.

And you need to play as an investigator, and together with the other investigators, through the role and your own choices, participate in the story, explore the story, and finally solve the problem given by the creator, get the treasure, or survive the ...... Well, it's a game that fits the current situation very well. ”

He seemed to say something strange, but everyone ignored it in a trance, but was attracted by his description and jumped to try it.

After KP finished speaking, he asked, "How about it, everyone, would you like to have one?"

"You tell the story, and we'll make the choice, right? Sounds interesting. An older ombudsman asked, "But how do you determine if we can do something?"

"It's up to you to follow the rules of the board game and create a character card for yourself. KP replied, "When your character uses each skill, you will roll the dice based on the number of points you put into building the skill, and if you pass the decision, you can assume that your character can do this kind of thing, and vice versa."

The smaller the number of points you throw, the easier it is to succeed, and the larger the number of points you throw, the more likely it is to fail. ”

KP took out two ten-sided dice and said with a smile: "You see, the first one represents a single digit, and the second one represents a ten-digit number, for a total of one hundred points." If you have 50 points in your skill, you will be considered successful if you throw 49 points.

However, for newcomers, it is more useful to know more than to experience it once. Just now, I have written all the character cards you want to use, please use them carefully to avoid tearing the cards. ”

As he spoke, he handed out the character cards.

But when it came to Ai Qing, she didn't take it.

Instead, he looked at KP in front of him silently, as if he sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Gee, that's pretty inspiring. ”

KP smiled and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Is this a game?" Ai Qing asked.

KP smiled, "yes, it's just a game." ”

"So, how can we tell if you will deliberately target us players?" Ai Qing immediately noticed the biggest loophole: "If you are willing, it is easy to create a monster that we can't defeat and a difficult level that we can't solve, right?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a dog KP, I'm a good friend of everyone. KP smiled, "Besides, reality is better than words, and the world is often more wonderful than I thought." ”

As he spoke, he put the character card into Ai Qing's hand and smiled warmly: "This is your card, but you have to be gentle with him." ”

Ai Qing took the form, looked down, and then froze in place.

"Why?

KP leaned over curiously and looked at the information on it: "Huai Shi, male, occupation: sublimator, strength 15, en, ordinary first-order level, physique 41, this physique is a bit excessive, but the sanity value is only 23, and the inspiration is so high, it's on the verge of madness at any time, luck is only 1 point, unlucky...... The skill is a serious exploration direction, and there are eighty-five in reconnaissance and listening, how did the charm and stealth point to ninety, and the bluffing skill is really high......"

Ai Qing abruptly put away the character card to stop him from continuing to leak his information.

"Gee, did you notice the fun of this game so quickly?"

KP nodded in admiration, and then suggested: "It's quite difficult to use this character card well, do you want to change it?"

"Excuse me. ”

Ai Qing shook her head and refused: "This card is very good." ”

KP didn't say anything more, turned around to answer the doubts of the others, but when he was explaining some attribute information, he seemed to notice Ai Qing and the old inspector who were deliberately listening, and his voice also raised slightly by two points.

Soon, the busy commentary came to an end.

KP clapped his hands happily and looked at the 'players' in front of him.

"Now that we're all familiar with our cards, let's start importing. KP said in a deep voice: "The time is 1620, and in the background is the vast sea, there is a ship called the Mayflower ......"

With his words, on the blank paper in front of him, line after line of himself quickly emerged.

The stage has been built, and the heroes are all in place.

The story that revolves around the stone of the former philosopher, "Children of Original Sin", slowly begins.

So, let's start the happy three weeks......

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Your name is Huaishi, a down-and-out musician, a cellist who no one cares about, and after the loss of that noble lady's patron, you wander all over Rome, living in poverty, yearning for the rumored new world of gold, dreaming of becoming rich overnight.

One day, you receive a mysterious letter.

A theatre from the New World, hearing of your virtuosity, can't wait to invite you to the New World to be the principal musician of their theatre, offering you a wonderful salary and share dividends, along with a gift of 500 lira and a ferry ticket.

Having no other choice, you decided to take this opportunity.

On the appointed day, when I came to the dock, I met a few 'friends' in the tavern who had met several times.

Import Begins –

IN A TRANCE, HUAI SHI SEEMED TO HEAR SOMEONE TALKING IN HIS EAR, BULABULABULABULA, ANNOYING, AND IT DIDN'T SOUND LIKE A GOOD THING.

But soon, he woke up from his stupor.

The carriage arrived at the place.

The stench of mud and garbage littered the dilapidated docks, and Huai Shi struggled to carry her luggage into a bar where she could rest.

Huh?

Why should I go to a bar?

Wouldn't the hotel next door look more comfortable?

Forget it, that's the bar.

From the noise of people, he sat at the bar with his luggage, and opened his mouth to the bartender, wanting to order something, but his head was empty, and he didn't know what to order.

Except for the Cowherd nightclub, he has never been to such a place where he wants to drink, what do you want to say...... Is it OK to have a glass of milk?

Eh, Cowherd Nightclub, what is that, have I ever been to that kind of place?

In a moment of astonishment, a familiar female voice suddenly remembered a reminder: "Whiskey." ”

This strange flash of inspiration made Huai Shi breathe a sigh of relief, and said to the bartender, "A glass of whiskey, thank you!"

So, a glass of whiskey was served, and someone next to him suddenly called his name: "Huaishi, is that you?"

When Huai Shi turned back in amazement, he saw a circle of travelers sitting on the table, among which there were several familiar faces, all of whom were people who had some impressions when he was wandering.

Lao Xiao, a boiler worker who lost his job, Lei Feizhou, a bodyguard who doesn't seem to have a good reputation in the industry, Clement, and a knight who suffers from tuberculosis......

The five people at that table had all met by themselves.

And it seems that they are also passengers who are planning to take a boat, is this fate? It's amazing.

Several people who hadn't seen each other for a long time sat together and exchanged the latest situation with each other, and they suddenly had a rare friendship with each other, and the relationship gradually warmed up.

And in the middle of the conversation, a voice sounded not far away.

The rickety, lame and lame of unkempt hair, staggered forward in the tavern, clutching a broken bowl in his hand, and whispered a plea: "All right, sir, all right." ”

But there was no one to hang the curtain, and the old homeless man walked to the front of the table full of anticipation, looking at them, Lei Feizhou frowned in disgust, and glared angrily: "Get out, old ghost, do you want to be beaten?"

There was a faint sound of dice.

As if frightened, the homeless man staggered back.

Look at the poor ......

Huai Shi sighed and beckoned him to come over. As if he had been pardoned, the homeless man made a big circle, grabbed Lei Feizhou's sight, moved to Huai Shi's side, and picked up the bowl with a smile: "Help, sir, God will bless you, help......"

Huai Shi took out his wallet, rummaged through it, and found a few coins and threw them into his bowl.

The homeless man, as if he had gone crazy with joy, shook his hand gratefully, and thanked him incoherently: "Thank you, kind sir, thank you, God will bless you, God will bless your ......"

There was another faint sound of dice, as if the next table was gambling, Huai Shi looked at it curiously, but suddenly felt that a small thing was stuffed into his cuff.

The homeless man smiled mysteriously and turned to leave.

Huai Shi subconsciously clenched, stunned in place, and was about to ask something, when he heard the sound of a whistle in the distance.

The boat sailed.

But is there really such a giant ship in this era?

Huai Shi stood on the dock, staring blankly at the brightly lit steel giant, dumbfounded, unable to associate such a majestic creation with the bumpy, dilapidated and dirty wooden ships in her impression.

"Where is 1620?"

In a strange sense of disobedience, he spat out words that he didn't even know what he meant: "It's 2020!"