False Fairy Tale Copy [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 155

There are two situations where Mingshu is an nppc in the dungeon.

The intelligent AI generated by the system data, or real players participating in the role-playing, the two are alternately mixed on the same npc.

Generally, the dungeon npcs of plots are system data, they don’t need to be very flexible, they just need to complete the plot according to the settings, and advanced intelligent ai can almost confuse real ones.

And this dungeon is the first level of trial operation. Before Sang Yin and the others came in, the system never mentioned the existence of other players.

And since it is necessary to target NPCs, although there are many players, how can it be so easy to find ones that fully meet the requirements? It is more convenient and quick to pinch one directly from the database, and there is no need to worry about other situations.

So Glasses and the other three didn't regard Mingshu as a player with self-awareness at all. Everything Mingshu showed was different. They just regarded it as the system's setting to cater to Sang Yin's preferences.

They also don't have any sense of crisis. After all, how could players really like a dungeon npc?Even if it's a live-action roleplay, you have to wait until you clear the level and go out.

When it comes to the critical moment, it is impossible to be soft-hearted.

Leaving Sang Yin's residence, the thin man stroked his chin and thought: "It turns out that Sang Yin likes this type, I really can't tell."

"Sure enough, the system is the one who understands players best," Glasses half-jokingly said, "But there must be some errors, does his reaction seem to be moved... I haven't seen him fall in love before, how did this kind of big data come about?"

The fat man sneered: "That's enough."

Inside the room, Ming Shu slowly put down his hand covering his cheek, and there were still marks where he was pinched.

He squeezed the greased paper bag, his heart beat faster: "My name is Mingshu."

The werewolf in the dungeon plot does not have his own name. He is whoever he pretends to be. Other times, he only uses the word "werewolf" to refer to it.

Ming Shu told the truth like a ghost, and added in a stumbling manner: "It's... tomorrow's Ming, comfortable Shu."

He is a newcomer, Sang Yin definitely doesn't know him, but after the dungeon...

"Ming Shu." Sang Yin stood up straight, his eyes flicked over Ming Shu's reddened ear tips: "Okay."

The wolves did not come last night, there were not many places in the village that needed help, and Sang Yin did not go out.

Ming Shu stayed at the door of his room and could move freely. He sat on a chair by the window, opened the oiled paper bag, ate pancakes, and poured water for himself.

He tried not to make too much noise, reducing his sense of existence.

Sang Yin was chopping wood, as if he was making something like a crossbow. Ming Shu looked at it for a while and began to feel sleepy, leaning on the armrest to doze off.

He walked through the door in a daze, and a figure came to him: "Go to bed and sleep."

The sound of the teacup hitting the table was crisp and clear, Ming Shu was half awake, and responded sheepishly.

He got up and went to the bed, took off his coat and folded it at the foot of the bed, and got under the covers.

He didn't sleep well last night, and was woken up again in the morning. He was really sleepy, and he didn't care whether Sang Yin's bed fit well.

Taking advantage of the time when Ming Shu folded his clothes, Little Mushroom sneaked out of his pocket and hid under the quilt, sleeping with Ming Shu.

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When Mingshu woke up, Sang Yin was missing, and the door and windows were locked tightly, so Mingshu couldn't get out.

There is also a back door in the house, which is connected to a separate small bathroom door, which is additionally spliced ​​after the occupants. The wooden walls are nailed and airtight, and the small window cannot allow an adult to pass through.

Little Mushroom looked around and stared at the window: "Shu Shu, knock the window open with a chair."

But it was still daytime, and there would be villagers passing by outside at any time, which would probably be more dangerous than staying inside.

If he wanted to leave the village smoothly, he had to think of a safer way.

Before dark, Sang Yin came back from the outside, and brought back some brand new clothes and toiletries, as well as a steaming dinner.

These are all prepared for Mingshu, apart from restricting his movements, it's not like he's being treated badly.

Ming Shu was very satisfied with this, he ate a few mouthfuls, and then said in a tangled state: "I...I still want my pot of green radishes..."

The green radish in his mouth is the favorite food of the little mushroom from the door of Hu Yi's room.

Mingshu's disguise was exposed, and the villagers thought he fled to the woods. A simple funeral was held to confirm the death of Hu Yi, and no one lived in the original house.

Sang Yin sat on the other side of the room, concentrating on peeling the wooden stick in his hand and did not answer.

When he didn't make a sound, Ming Shu thought he disagreed, and lowered his head to stuff a mouthful of rice.

After a while, Sang Yin put down the thing in his hand: "Where is it?"

Ming Shu looked up blankly: "What?"

There was still a little disappointment on his face, and he looked pitiful.

Sang Yin stood up: "Luluo."

Mingshu's disappointment was swept away immediately, and he became visibly happy, telling Sangyin that Luluo was placed by the window of Hu Yi's room door.

Sang Yin replied "OK" and left under Ming Shu's expectant eyes.

The door was still locked, Little Mushroom stuck his head out of his pocket, dizzy with hunger: "Eat, find a way to leave when you're full."

Not long after, Sang Yin really came back with a pot of green radishes.

Mingshu took Luluo and said "thank you", her amber pupils shone slightly under the light, as if she had got some treasure she was longing for.

Taking advantage of Sang Yin's inattention, he picked a root of a green radish and put it in his pocket.

After dinner, Ming Shu consciously packed up the tableware and took it to the bathroom door to clean it.

After returning to the house, he sat down quietly, opened his pocket, and quietly threw away the uneaten root bark of the small mushroom.

He also dipped a little water on his fingertips and fed it to the little mushroom. Finally the little mushroom was full and rolled around in his pocket, stretching out his thin hands to hug Mingshu's fingers.

After going through the day smoothly, Ming Shu also gradually relaxed, buried her head and only cared about playing with the little mushroom.

When the light around him dimmed, Sang Yin stood in front of the chair: "What is in your hand?"

He was condescending, his tone was always indifferent, and he was full of pressure. Ming Shu suddenly became nervous, and looked up at him: "No, it's nothing..."

Sang Yin glanced at his pocket, the meaning was already obvious.

Ming Shu covered his pockets tightly and remained silent. He didn't want Sang Yin to see the little mushroom. The little mushroom was an intelligent AI specially assigned to him by the system. He was afraid that Sang Yin would find out.

However, the more he behaved like this, the more suspicious he looked. Sang Yin leaned over and grabbed Mingshu's wrist, trying to pull him up forcibly.

He was so strong that Ming Shu couldn't break free. At this moment, a small shadow appeared in his pocket.

Little Mushroom quickly climbed onto Mingshu's shoulder, holding a stone that was hidden at some time in his hand, raised it high and threw it at Sang Yin: "Go away!"

The stone hit Sang Yin's body and fell to the ground. Ming Shu watched this scene with a stiff expression.

Sang Yin let go of Ming Shu, and then grabbed the little mushroom that was too late to escape, frowning lightly and looking at it carefully.

They have just entered the dungeon not long ago, the plot has not been too much, and the tree mushroom living in the deep forest has not yet appeared.

Sang Yin said coldly: "What?"

The little mushroom struggled hard, and even tore off a piece of mycelium into a ball, trying to throw it into Sang Yin's mouth, but of course it failed.

Mingshu was very nervous and pulled his sleeve: "It's called Guji, it's a tree mushroom."

He explained incoherently: "It's a vegetarian, it's very obedient, and it won't hurt anyone..."

Before the words finished, Ming Shu saw the little mushroom bite Sang Yin hard, but it was too small, as if it was tickling.

Ming Shu's throat stopped, and his voice subconsciously lowered a lot: "It's my pet, don't hurt it..."

The little mushroom has the consciousness of being an intelligent AI, and in front of Sang Yin is a little tree mushroom, kicking his hand: "Let me go!"

Even though it was always hidden in Mingshu's pocket, Luluo was also brought back by it.

Seeing that Sang Yin was unmoved, Ming Shu boldly reached out to snatch it.

He leaned over and hugged Sang Yin's arm, breathing unevenly because of anxiety.

Sang Yin raised his eyes slightly, loosened his grip, and the little mushroom fell into Ming Shu's hands.

Ming Shu quickly put the little mushroom back into his pocket, and covered it tightly with his hands.

Little Mushroom was still not convinced, and shouted in his pocket: "Let me beat him!"

Ming Shu was embarrassed for a moment, then whispered: "You scared it..."

But judging from the current situation, Ming Shu should be the one who was frightened. He looked aggrieved and accused, and was afraid that Sang Yin would take Xiao Mushroom away again.

The little mushroom is just a tree mushroom, but only half the size of a palm, and the mycelium is a bit weakly toxic, so it is not a threat at all.

Sang Yin looked at Ming Shu for a while, then took a step forward.

Ming Shu hurriedly backed away, leaning against the chair behind her.

The two are very close now, Sang Yin bent slightly and said softly: "Don't be afraid."

When he said this, it was rare to be a little gentle.

Ming Shu lowered his head, his thick eyelashes trembled, and his face blushed again.

When the little mushroom was found, there was no need to hide it in his pocket. It came out and squatted by the table, watching Sang Yin laying mattresses on the ground.

Mingshu is helping and has installed a new pillow.

This is the door of Sang Yin's room. During the day, Mingshu still has a chance to sleep on the bed for a while, but at night, he can only sleep on the floor.

But there is no extra quilt, Mingshu was about to cover her coat, but she heard Sang Yin say: "Go to bed and sleep."

Ming Shu was overwhelmed by flattery, and Little Mushroom was the most active, rushing to the bed, as if Sang Yin would regret it if he was a second late.

After the lights in the house were turned off, Ming Shu nestled in the warm quilt, turned over and looked at Sang Yin who was lying on the ground with his clothes closed.

Little Mushroom talked to him quietly: "Shu Shu, let's find a way to escape tomorrow, the night of the full moon is coming soon."

With the current situation, it is not so easy to escape. There are guards and patrols at the entrance of the village and the surrounding area at any time.

If Sang Yin could take him out of the village first, it would be safest to take the opportunity to escape outside.

Ming Shu thought hard about what kind of reason he had to make up to deceive Sang Yin.

The next day, Ming Shu ate some breakfast that Sang Yin brought back, put down his chopsticks and hesitated to speak.

"I..." He looked very tangled and hesitant, "I want to take you to a place."

Sang Yin asked, "Where?"

This is not edited well, Ming Shu is vague and does not answer, only emphasizing: "It's very important."

If it was him himself, he would probably not be able to bear the possibility of hidden plots. Players are curious and thirsty for knowledge, especially this kind of plot dungeon, every level will not be missed.

Sure enough, Sang Yin asked again: "When?"

He seemed to be really thinking that it would not be difficult for him to find a time when there were few people and quietly take Mingshu out of the village.

Ming Shu hurriedly said, "Just today."

"Okay," Sang Yin responded, getting up as if to leave, "wait for a while."

Mingshu realized that he might want to tell the other three players.

They are companions who entered the dungeon together in a team, and shared tasks and information. Yesterday Ming Shu hid in Sang Yin's room door, and Sang Yin did not hide the other three.

But the more people go out, the more difficult it will be for Ming Shu to escape.

He immediately got up to stop Sang Yin, stammering: "I...I will only take you there."

Sang Yin raised his eyes and was silent for a moment: "Why?"

Ming Shu pursed her lips, and tightly clenched Sang Yin's sleeve: "I don't want to..."

"You...you are the best for me," he said, the tips of his ears turned red again, "you won't hurt me."

This is also true, he can feel that the attitude of the other three players towards him is no different from that of the fat man who almost used silver to force him yesterday, and when necessary, they don't care about his feelings.

Ming Shu's amber pupils were clear and moist, like a young deer that has not experienced much in the world, looking at Sang Yin unconsciously showing dependence, leaning into his arms.

Sang Yin didn't push him away, his eyes were lowered, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he replied, "Okay."