Chapter 45 Maltose

Even though Wang Ergou talked so much to the players in the group, it was only a few minutes. By this time, the old man had gradually recovered. The villagers around him did not approach him, but they no longer hid in fear like they did when they first saw the players.

"Grandpa, it's like this. Don't worry. Our Taiyin Sect is a legitimate sect. We don't need human sacrifices, raw or cooked sacrifices, or taxes or military service. In the next few days, we will help you tidy up the village."

Wang Ergou recalled the old TV dramas he watched when he was a child while being held by his grandparents. His words of comfort became smoother and smoother: "Let everyone raise poultry and livestock, and let every family have a field and property, so that we can live a better life!"

Unexpectedly, the old man was shocked when he heard these words: "Then, will the immortals leave in a few days?"

Wang Ergou then realized that the Taiyin Sect he represented didn't want anything, which made the NPCs even more panicked. This made him even more troubled about how to appease the NPCs. The task assigned by the organization was a bit difficult!

He said dryly, "That won't happen. From now on, your village will belong to our Taiyin Sect. No one can bully you. If anyone comes to attack you, you can just go after us... Ahem, go after our Taiyin Sect disciples!"

He himself felt that these words were not convincing, so he simply called people in the group microphone: "I can't do it, brothers. I can't do this job. You guys come to support us and appease the NPCs. Be civilized and polite. If anyone does something immoral, we will talk about whether to shut you down or put you in the black room. I will directly blacklist you when I start a group in the future!"

"It's so funny, this dog brother is amazing. I hit the boss and team members hard, but I am timid when facing NPCs."

"Get out of the way! My mom is a psychiatrist at the city hospital! I'm familiar with this job!"

"Wait, don't be impatient, I'm looking for introductory books on psychology."

"Me, me, me! I've trained my husband very well! I'm well versed in 'child psychology'! I'll do it, I'll do it!"

The players rushed into the village while typing in the team list.

There is a reason why creatures like players are called the "fourth scourge".

Although Fang Xianyu took into account the average daily gaming time and previous gaming styles when selecting the lucky players who would receive the activation codes, most of the time, human behavior is unpredictable.

Stealing and cheating are minor matters. If Fang Xianyu had not restricted some of the players' behaviors through the cross-dimensional world network controlled by the system, I'm afraid there would be murders and arson.

Even though the gaming forums are speculating heatedly about "Records of the Ten Continents", those are just speculations and jokes after all. If someone really suspects that the game is a time travel simply because it's too real, then I'm afraid even anti-fraud apps can't save such people's brains.

So, games are just games, and you can't expect players to be overly moral in games.

When a defenseless NPC village appears in front of the players, it is like fat meat in the wolf's mouth and a mouse in front of the cat. In theory, it will experience a rather tragic accident.

But the players don’t know that there is an undercover among them——

As soon as they approached where Wang Ergou and the old man were, a player took out a piece of maltose from his backpack and stuffed it into the little girl who was huddled behind the old man.

The little girl was trembling with fear as she watched a group of strange "immortals" jumping and jumping towards her, and suddenly a small square wrapped in oil paper was stuffed into her. She was a little overwhelmed. She raised her head, and her two big black eyes stared blankly at the "immortals" who stuffed the thing into her.

He's a good-looking older brother.

The gentle voice of the "immortal" came from above: "This is called maltose."

An Ning subconsciously tilted her head and parroted, "Maltose?"

She knew about malt sugar. When Ping Yaer was still alive, the aunt next door made malt sugar once. It was sticky and sweet.

"It's delicious and sweet. Try it!"

The immortal said.

An Ning glanced at her great-grandfather secretly. His expression was strange, as if he was very happy but also very sad, but he did not shake his head. This meant that An Ning could eat the candy!

She carefully peeled off the oil paper, licked the brown-yellow candy carefully, swallowed her saliva uncontrollably, her eyes sparkling.

At least a dozen pairs of eyes saw this scene. One player couldn't help herself. She typed aggressively in the team list: "I'm going to go back to that cold pond to find the body of that demon. I'm going to chop it up and feed it to the pigs!"

"Take me one, thank you. I'm a pervert and I like to torture corpses, especially the corpses of monsters and demons!"

"Since you are a pervert, I am a pervert too. Let's all be perverts together!"

More players began to rummage through their backpacks to find something to give to the little girl. One stuffed two buns in it, another stuffed a bunch of the most beautiful spiritual plants in bloom, and a rich man even stuffed several spiritual stones in it extravagantly. The little girl accepted everything given to her at first, but later she couldn't take any more, so she pouted and looked a little aggrieved.

"No! No!"

Seeing that the things handed over were more terrifying than the last, the old man quickly refused and wanted to return the things in An Ning's hands.

The players were not happy about this. Feeding cubs is "human nature", especially beautiful cubs. Of course, the more important reason is -

Who knows when this game will suddenly reveal hidden values? Or even hidden NPC favorability?

Haven’t you seen that Wang Ergou’s NPC favorability was reduced to -100 just because of his wrong posture when fighting the encounter BOSS? As a result, all the players in the server have received tasks from Huang Gong, except Wang Ergou. When Huang Gong saw him, he snorted coldly and disappeared.

These are all painful lessons!

Compared to Ji Ran's precise feeding, the gifts from other players were obviously not to the girl's liking. Although the human cub was holding a bunch of messy things, she still swallowed her saliva and had a special liking for the piece of maltose that had already stuck to her hand.

"Master Ziran, why do you carry this thing with you?"

"Ji Ran, thank you."

The Jade Emperor, who knew part of the inside story, decisively sold out his teammates: "I know, I know. Boss Ziran asked Elder Lu Ying to buy a Qiankun bag filled with all kinds of gadgets, just in case!"

"What the hell? Elder Lu Ying is a merchant NPC? Can I buy things from her?"

"That's not the case. It depends on luck. It seems that all NPCs have a trading system, but what you can buy and whether you can buy it depends on luck or if you bid high enough. Last time, I spent three taels of silver to buy a sesame seed cake from an NPC..."

"Three taels of silver? To buy a sesame seed bun? I don't really understand."

"Are all the hobbies of rich people so plain and simple?"

"No, listen to my excuse. I just wanted to try and see if I could buy it. I didn't expect to actually buy it..."

"You won't regret it?"

When the Jade Emperor heard this, he cried without tears: "I wanted to regret it, but he deducted 10 points from me. I said it was a joke, so he added it back..."

"Which NPC? Let's avoid the lightning!"

“Eucommia ulmoides.”

“…”

"I can't avoid it. Goodbye, but I'll remember not to buy his sesame cakes next time."