[Jinjiang Exclusive] Talents are plentiful in Panyuan Town

In the dim car, the words reflected in the rearview mirror had faint water marks. Compared with the other four books with gorgeous colors and fonts that Luo Shiqin saw during the day, this one was the most normal one.

A novel with an infinite dungeon NPC as the protagonist, about awakening and resistance?

Luo Shiqin put her hands on the steering wheel, seemingly concentrating on driving, but in fact most of her attention was on the NPC protagonist next to her.

She remembered that in Chu Ye's perspective in "The Undead", the NPC protagonist with half-long hair was called Lu Ren?

LuRen, well, a very unconventional name but very suitable for the protagonist of this book.

Lu Ren sat in the passenger seat, looking out the windshield in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking, and the conversation between the two ended with some polite exchanges.

Luo Shiqin didn't know what the other party was thinking. At present, she only had a copy of Chu Ye's perspective of "The Undead". Due to the limitation of the life book, Luo Shiqin couldn't open more than one book to browse the text of five books on the same screen. This meant that in the next action, in order to make corresponding plans for the actions of these five players, she had to quickly choose one of these abnormal life books to open and read at any time.

“…It’s really dark.”

Lu Ren, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly said this, and then continued to speak firmly in the face of Luo Shiqin's calm eyes, "Are you delivering food to Miwu Middle School?"

Luo Shiqin was silent for a moment, then replied naturally, "Yes."

"Such a big car," Lu Ren looked sideways at the man who was tied up with bandages all over his body, with only his eyes covered by a pair of sunglasses. He asked tentatively, "What kind of food is being delivered?"

What kind of food is delivered...

Of course, it’s normal vegetables and meat.

Luo Shiqin thought to herself, she knew that if she answered truthfully, there would be no problem and she would appear to be extremely normal.

But the problem is that in this town where weirdness is evident all the time, the answer is too normal to be normal.

What's more, she already knew the general truth of what happened in the whole town.

Perhaps it was because she was a player pretending to be an NPC, but Luo Shiqin somehow encountered a bug and got the truth about the Misty Town very quickly.

Luo Shiqin's thoughts went back a few hours.

A few hours ago, after Chu Ye and Zhao Youxiao, who came to help, left the Misty Clothing Store, Luo Shiqin began to close the store and tidy up the workplace.

The guy who was locked in the cloakroom was taken out again and thrown in front of the three monster salesmen. The amiable ambassador held a hanger with a metallic luster in his hand, squatted down and asked questions in front of the monsters who were hugging each other with a smile.

"Misty Middle School, food delivery truck, driver's phone number," she said slowly, with a long tail tone, "understand?"

It's not that she doesn't want to use wits to get the upper hand, it's just that using force is too convenient.

Luo Shiqin smiled as she took the intact metal hanger and bent it in front of the four people. Finally, it was completely broken into two halves with the hanger's miserable hissing.

Monster Salesmen: ...!

"If you're not telling the truth," the woman in front of him, who was even more monstrous than a monster, smiled faintly, her dark brown eyes as dark as the abyss under the overhead light, "I'm going to turn you into this and hang you on the wall outside the store as a human audio advertisement, okay?"

monster!

More weird than a monster!

Looking at the trembling monster salesmen, Luo Shiqin gave a thumbs up to 'Diamond A's Power and Speed ​​Double A'.

Already ordered, very useful (×)

Ten minutes later, Luo Shiqin returned to the front desk and frowned as she looked at the pile of bills in front of her.

Compared to the confused protagonists in those books about unusual lives, the truth that Luo Shiqin saw here was particularly clear.

[Supplier][Model number][Name][Quantity][Unit price]... everything is clearly marked.

It would be normal if the names marked above have nothing to do with the person.

[A pair of blood-stained student shirts][A pair of student trousers with 55% damage and new defects]…

This is just a small part.

Luo Shiqin's mood grew increasingly gloomy as she rummaged through the pile of purchase orders covering the table.

Ridiculous, what kind of purchase order is this? It's clearly a looting order after a murder.

Her eyes caught sight of one of the many lists and she picked it up.

This is...

"Did you also get this bill from the clothing store and Misty Middle School?" Luo Shiqin pinched a corner of the unique bill with one hand, her face looking particularly bad.

No response from the store.

"One hundred and ten kilograms of meat," she stood up and quickly approached the group of monster salesmen. The male salesman who was attacked by Luo Shiqin at the beginning almost stuck to the glass door, using his actions to show that he didn't want to get close. However, the woman who was more weird than the monster grabbed his short and rough hair, and her scary face came closer and closer, "Tell me, what kind of meat is this?"

The monster shook its head desperately, making its frozen smile look particularly ridiculous.

Luo Shiqin: …

In fact, even without the other party saying anything, she could guess what kind of meat it was.

Because the sources of goods and customers listed on this bill have nothing to do with the Misty Fashion Store, but are related to the Misty Middle School and the restaurant in the Misty Town.

[Meat] is the meat of students.

What drove into the school at night was not a truck delivering vegetables, but a truck carrying goods.

What goods are imported?

Student stuff.

Luo Shiqin raised the metal hanger in her hand again and hit the guy hard. She calmed down a little after watching him fall to the ground and become stiff.

——The purchasing truck drove into Misty Middle School at midnight, and after making a selection, it took the selected students out of Misty Middle School, passing by one after another,

[Clothing store] Secondary recycling of victims’ clothing

followed by,

[Restaurant] was invited to dismember the victim's body, and sell the meat, internal organs and skeleton. Sold to [Restaurant] Meat.

Then,

[Milk Tea Shop] Purchases the internal organs of restaurants and makes internal organs milk tea.

Finally,

[Pharmacy] Skeletons are made into specimens and some medicines.

At this point, the victim disappears perfectly.

Luo Shiqin could hear the monster salesmen's trembling explanations and supplements, and saw the bloody transactions on the bill.

She sat in a chair and closed her eyes, but still felt dizzy with reality.

"Manager..."

One of the monster salesmen came over with a slightly flattering smile and whispered, "Are you dissatisfied with this allocation? We are at the top of the allocation list and can actually earn a little more."

Luo Shiqin glanced at it: "Manager?"

The monster salesman smiled in a particularly flattering way: "Yes, yes, yes, you defeated the manager of our store, so of course you are the manager of our clothing store now!"

"You mean, as long as you defeat someone, you can replace him?" Luo Shiqin's expression became thoughtful after hearing this setting. "Is this a common rule in Misty Town?"

The monster salesman looked confused: "Of course... But it only applies to people in the town. Everyone is following this rule."

Only people in town?

Luo Shiqin suddenly asked, "What about the two people who came in earlier?"

"Them? They are outsiders, store manager." The monster salesman said confidently, "The previous store manager said that outsiders are there to be cheated!"

Luo Shiqin: …

"Is that so?" She smiled warmly. "As a member of the town, do you know how to contact the driver who buys the goods?"

Finally, Luo Shiqin, who had obtained the contact information of the purchasing driver in advance, called him to come to the clothing store, saying that there was something wrong with the goods. Sure enough, when the other party heard that there was something wrong with the goods, he came in through the back door of the clothing store not long after - this small shabby store actually has a back door!

Luo Shiqin, who was the first to notice the appearance of other people in the store, grabbed the metal clothes hanger and attacked, and took away the big purchasing driver with a single attack.

The other person was wearing a black vest, and the strong smell of blood on it made her frown when she got close to him.

"Now," she picked up the muscular driver with one hand and spoke gently to the witnesses, "I am the driver. Any objections?"

Crowd: …

Who dares to object? !

They had no idea why their colleague suddenly became so ambitious and introverted. The monster salesmen could only watch helplessly as their new store manager peeled off his black vest and frowned.

Before putting on this sinful vest, Luo Shiqin borrowed some bandages from the store clerk and wrapped them around her body, one to keep it cleaner and the other to reduce the risk of her identity being exposed.

When the monster salesmen diligently took out bandages from a corner, Luo Shiqin knew that the shops in this town probably had back doors so that these guys could exchange information and items privately and maximize their profits by deceiving the players.

As for why the other party thinks Luo Shiqin is a 'local' rather than a 'foreigner'.

The girl driving the car lowered her eyes and glanced at Lu Ren's wrist in the passenger seat.

Because these "outsiders" all had wristbands issued by the Lord God, but Luo Shiqin did not.

So in the eyes of the infinite flow NPCs and players, she is the "person" in the town.

It's like a bug.

Recalling the map he had found from the delivery driver, Luo Shiqin successfully drove the car to the gate of Misty Middle School in the heavy fog of the night - thanks to the dangers predicted by the book of unusual life "The Immortal", Luo Shiqin avoided many chances of rollovers on the road.

In this short journey, I don’t know how many times “Undead” has been refreshed.

Seeing the big metal sign at the school gate, Luo Shiqin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally here we are.

Fortunately, her performance had been honed to perfection through countless actual combat, and Lu Ren, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't notice it at all.

The supply truck drove smoothly to the school gate. As the vehicle approached, the retractable iron gate that was originally tightly closed slowly opened.

The car finally drove into the school.

Xu Wenwen noticed something was wrong during the weekend of last week.

The senior high school students of Panyuan Middle School, whether they are in the third year, the second year or the first year of high school, all have evening self-study. The weekend holidays for each grade are also different.

For example, some students who have just entered the first year of high school have never experienced evening self-study in primary and junior high school, so the school stipulates that there are only two classes in the evening for the first year of high school, and both are self-study classes.

As the senior year of high school is an important period for the college entrance examination, the three self-study classes in the evening are the most basic. And although it is called "self-study", in fact, it is still divided among the teachers of each subject, and there is not even a real self-study class. The remaining homework is either brought home and stayed up late to continue, or turned on the light in the dormitory to study crazily.

Xu Wenwen is a senior high school teacher at Panyuan Middle School. This freshman has two subject classes and one self-study class in the evening, as well as a single day off on weekends like all students in the school.

Panyuan Middle School requires students to finish school at 5:00 p.m. on Saturday and come to school at 7:00 p.m. on Sunday for evening self-study.

This is the so-called single day off.

As a teacher with only one year of teaching experience, Xu Wenwen gritted his teeth and helplessly kept up with the students' schedule.

After all, she is not only the subject teacher of Class 2-3 of Senior High School, but also serves as the class teacher.

It is well known that the head teacher's hair loses faster than that of the average teacher. Xu Wenwen's hair is far ahead of others, with the rate of hair loss being twice that of school staff.

So on Sunday afternoon, after washing her hair before going to school, she looked at the fallen hair at the bottom of the sink in her rented apartment and shed sad tears for her future which would almost certainly be a bald one.

This heartbreaking incident seriously affected her mood for going to work at school, so much so that Xu Wenwen only arrived at school at 7:15, 15 minutes later than usual.

Yes, in the past she always arrived at school on time (thumbs-up.jpg).

The people who checked in to go to school back then and those who check in to go to work now are the same group of people.

Xu Wenwen, who was late and in a bad mood, was caught off guard when she saw herself speaking on the podium from the back door of her classroom.

Xu Wenwen: ...

That's right! The girl on the podium, whose face was pale because of the overhead light, was teaching her students in the classroom with her face on her head!

How could this not be a kind of NTR! (heartbroken.jpg)

Could it be that because she was late, the school had already found a cheaper labor force to replace her?

Obviously not.

Because immediately afterwards, Xu Wenwen, who was feeling agitated, was held down on the shoulders by someone from behind.

"Teacher Xu, why haven't you come into the classroom yet? The students are waiting for you."

The dean, who used to be very familiar with her, now urged her to go into the classroom in a strange tone, and his face now looked like the stiff smiling face in the teacher photo taken at the end of the year.

The whole person looks like a low-quality handicraft that was cut out from a photo and forcibly pasted onto a body.

Xu Wenwen almost threw the Little Bee loudspeaker in his hand in his face.

"Isn't there someone on the podium?" She smiled awkwardly, grasping the only weapon in her hand that could barely be considered an offensive weapon, and tried to retreat and escape the clutches of the dean. "I don't think I have to go to class today...right?"

Dean of Studies: "Teacher Xu, where is the other person on the podium? The students are waiting for you, hurry up and go into the classroom to teach."

After saying that, he firmly pressed down Xu Wenwen's shoulders and turned him around.

There was indeed no one on the podium in Class 3 of Grade 2, as if what Xu Wenwen saw of herself before was just her illusion.

She was pushed into the classroom by the dean, and Xu Wenwen touched her head in confusion.

Could it be that she really saw it wrong?

In fact, what she just saw was the troublemaker in her class wearing a wig and pretending to teach? ?

Xu Wenwen walked through the student corridor and stepped onto the podium.

After much thought, she decided to ask her good students. So Xu Wenwen turned around and looked at the scholars below.

"Class begins, stand up!"

The girls with short hair and the boys with shaved heads turned to Xu Wenwen with almost the same smile: "Hello, teacher!"

Xu Wenwen: ...

"Teacher, to be honest," she said weakly and tactfully, looking at the students' expressions, "it doesn't seem to be very good."

About catching insects:

As long as the title doesn't say "minor revision" or "major revision", it's just bug hunting. If there are plot adjustments or too many details added, the author will tell you.