The Evil God Was Mistaken for Weak Cannon Fodder [Infinite Flow]

Jian Bumin is a system player in an infinite flow game.

"You must not only survive in the infinite flow, but also conquer the strongest malevolent ghost in each instance."

"...

Chapter 60: Chicken Baby Death Involution 02

Chapter 60: Chicken Baby Death Involution 02

The audience in the live broadcast room were excited when they saw the tasks of this copy.

[Competitive dungeons are like this, players need to kill each other to pass the level. 】

[It would be fine if the players in this instance didn't know each other. But half of the Alliance has joined this instance...]

[? ? ? No! That’s too cruel! ]

[Can Xiaomianmian win? Xiaomianmian doesn’t look very smart QAQ]

After Jian Busian finished reading the dungeon mission, he showed no extra emotions.

Most of these copies randomly generated by evil thoughts are of the same nature.

Jian Busian glanced at Xiao Mian Mian who was sleeping crookedly on the soft chair, and said to Talos, "Let's take him to bed."

The bed he and Talos slept in was big enough for a child to roll around in instead of curling up miserably in an ottoman.

Talos: “…”

Talos frowned slightly, but the other party was after all a three-year-old child, so he nodded reluctantly.

It was still dark now, and he wanted to continue sleeping in bed with Jane.

Jian Busian gently picked up Miemian.

When he was a child, he was very light and thin, and holding him in my arms was like holding a puppy.

The child smelled of milk, his hair was fluffy, his soft cheek was pressed against Jane Busian's arm, and he inadvertently uttered a few soft and sticky sounds in his sleep.

He put Mianmian on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Then the phone in his pants vibrated again, with a new message.

Jian Busian opened the group chat and found that the "class teacher" who had been silent had sent a group chat announcement.

[Tomorrow is the first day of school for kindergarten. Parents are requested to bring their children to school before 8:00! Parents are requested to remind their children to go to bed early, eat a good breakfast, and prepare their school supplies. ]

Jian Bushian originally thought that no player would come out to respond to this teacher.

Unexpectedly, several unfamiliar players responded immediately.

[Received! Thank you for your hard work, teacher! [Thumbs up.jpg]]

[Looking forward to the first exam [smile.jpg]

[I will definitely arrive early tomorrow! [Applause.jpg]]

These players do not belong to any team, and Jian Bushian doesn't even know them.

Jian Busian thought about the passing standard of this dungeon, which required the child's score to be in the top 10% of all players.

If parents can please the teacher, there is a certain probability that the teacher will help the child improve his or her academic performance.

No wonder these players would do this.

Jian Busian ignored them; he was more worried about Bai Yue's child.

Bai Yue’s child is blind. Can he pass this dungeon?

Jian Busian wanted to sit in a chair and take a nap, but found that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

It's already five o'clock in the morning.

He can just make breakfast for Miami.

Mianmian is not a vicious NPC, he is just his childhood self, so we should always treat him well.

Jian Bumian opened the refrigerator and found some rice and a few country eggs, just enough to make a bowl of egg porridge for the child.

…But he suddenly remembered the fact that his cooking skills were terrible.

The egg porridge you make will be either not very sticky or fishy.

Jian Busian could only ask Talos, "Talos, can you make some egg porridge for Mianmian? I'm afraid Mianmian will be hungry before going to school."

The boy's voice was so soft and clear that no one would be willing to refuse it.

Talos nodded, took the egg from Jane Bumian's hand, and walked towards the stove.

Jian Busian looked at the other person's tall back and inexplicably thought of... a family of three.

The kind father is making breakfast for his children.

The egg porridge was quickly cooked and placed in a small milk pot. The rice grains were dyed golden yellow, each grain was distinct, and were mixed with white egg whites.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of eggs.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jian Busian went to wake up Mianmian.

The child is very obedient and doesn't get irritated when getting up. He wakes up as soon as he is called.

After washing up with the new toothbrush and towel given by Jane Bumian, he obediently finished his breakfast.

After Mianmian knew that this delicious egg porridge was made by Talos, she was no longer so afraid of him.

At least I dared to look him in the face.

The teacher sent the location of the kindergarten in the group chat, and players were required to take their own transportation.

Jian Busian looked out the window and found that the scenery outside was no longer the empty white, but tall buildings and busy roads.

...This copy, like the previous one, is considered an advanced copy and can extend to the size of an entire world.

This world is most likely the same as the world of mini-people, full of distortion and weirdness.

Jian Bumian: "Talos, I will take Mianmian to school by bus."

Talos: "I'll go with you."

“……”Jane Busian felt that they were more like a family of three.

Jane Busian held the child's hand and left the flat with Talos.

Outside was a metropolis that was no different from the real world, but they were living in a luxurious bungalow in the city center, with a bus stop not far away.

It was around six or seven in the morning, and most of the people on the bus that Jian Bumian was riding on were students in school uniforms.

These student NPCs caught Jian Bumian's attention.

Their faces have no mouths or eyes, and no emotions can be seen.

Only a few lines of blood-red text appeared on the pure white face.

【Chinese 139; Mathematics 148; English 140; Comprehensive Science 280】

This student with excellent grades stood in the car with his chest puffed out.

Another student's scores were relatively weak: [Chinese 83; Mathematics 43; English 32; Liberal Arts 180]

She was a girl, huddled in the corner of the car seat, memorizing a worn-out vocabulary booklet.

But no matter what the results of these students were, the audience in the live broadcast room were all horrified.

[It's so scary. In this copy, the children don't have their own faces, emotions, or mouths. They all look the same. The only thing that can distinguish them is their grades.]

[Does this setting of the copy imply that "grades" can represent everything about a person? ? ]

[I am a little worried about whether Mianmian and Xiaomianmian can pass the level. 】

[Ah, a poor student like me will definitely die in this dungeon. ]

Jian Busian no longer observed these poor student NPCs.

After a while, the "Little Genius Kindergarten" station arrived.

When Jian Busian saw the kindergarten where Mianmian attended, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

When he heard the name, he subconsciously thought it was just an ordinary kindergarten.

Unexpectedly, what appeared before him was a luxurious aristocratic school in the style of a manor.

The school is decorated in Western style, with large and small Western-style buildings standing in the middle, and iron fences planted with ivy and roses.

Everything is so luxurious that it exudes a sense of weirdness, reminiscent of the plastic houses that children like to play with, where they can decorate and manipulate the little dolls inside as they please.

Parents who are eager for their children to succeed prefer to send their children to this kind of school.

There was a teacher greeting us at the school gate.

The teacher was wearing a black suit and had short, neat hair.

After she asked Jian Bumian's name, she glanced at the report form of Miemian's class and said in a cold voice, "Parent, you and your child are the last to report."

Jian Bumian: “…………”

He glanced at his watch. It was only 7:35. Didn't he agree to report in before 8 o'clock?

The teacher said coldly: "Some parents came to help clean up at 5:30."

Jane Bumian: “???”

Jian Busian didn't realize what the teacher meant, but the audience in the live broadcast room had already realized it.

【Rolled up!!】

[It seems that there are players in this dungeon who are well versed in this dungeon gameplay. ]

[The standard for clearing a level is the top 10% of all players. If everyone gets involved, the standard will only get higher and higher...]

Jian Busian scratched his head, looking confused, but he didn't think much about it and pushed Mianmian into the school gate.

The fair-skinned little boy was a little scared when he saw the cold teacher and the weird school, and he shrank his shoulders.

But he still plucked up his courage, clutched his schoolbag straps, and walked slowly into the campus.

****

After Jian Busian returned home, he casually glanced at the parents’ group.

——There were players who actually entered the classroom with the children, and accompanied them for a day on the pretext of wanting to observe their learning situation.

The player posted photos of the children in class in the parents’ group.

The teacher is giving the children the first lesson of the new semester.

The huge classroom was filled with dozens of children.

These children were very young, only three years old, and they sat on the chairs with their toes not even reaching the ground.

They all looked confused about what the teacher said about "learning methods and academic planning", and many children even dozed off.

After the player posted the photo, he added a line of text.

[Oh my, Caicai actually chose to sit in the first row, so close to the blackboard, it’s not good for the eyes [covering mouth and laughing.jpg]]

Cai Cai is the player’s child.

After he said this, everyone couldn't help but pay attention to his children.

The child sat in the first seat in the first row, with his head held high, wearing a pair of thick glasses, holding a notebook in his hand, taking notes while looking at the blackboard.

Jane Bumian: “???”

He found his child in the photo.

Mianmian arrived late and sat in the last seat.

He was short and the blackboard was blocked by the heads of other children, so he couldn't see the words on the blackboard at all.

He couldn't even understand what the teacher was talking about the "Feynman Learning Method", and his young and delicate face was filled with confusion.

Jian Bumian had always had average grades since he was a child. He studied liberal arts in elementary, junior high and high school, and was admitted to an ordinary university.

His parents did not make any demands on his studies, and he grew up healthy... and then returned home to inherit the family property.

For the first time, Jian Busian felt a headache about the dungeon mission.

Even more miserable than him is Bai Yue’s child.

Xiao Baiyue sat next to Jian Bumian. Since he couldn't see and didn't know where the blackboard was, he sat in the wrong direction, facing the wall!

His expression was calm, and I didn't know whether he understood or not.

In addition, Jian Bumian saw children suffering from polio or with obvious tendencies towards autism.

It seems that not all players have healthy limbs and a normal mind in their childhood.

The flow of time in this copy is different from that in the real world, and it was soon time to go home from school.

Jian Bumian asked Talos to pick up Mianmian.

At the same time, a new group chat announcement appeared in the parents’ group.

[Congratulations to the children for having passed the first day of school! The opening exam will be held tomorrow! The students will be divided into different learning levels according to the opening exam! The exam content list has been attached. Parents are requested to help the children review tonight~ [cover mouth and laugh][cover mouth and laugh]]

Jian Bumian: "..."

He was just about to click on the list of exam contents when Talos, who was extremely fast, had already picked up Mianmian.

The child took off his schoolbag and ran into his arms.

Jian Busian saw it, and a line of blood-red words appeared on Mianmian’s delicate face.

Just like the student NPCs you see on the bus.