There are two mini-games for earning points. You can enter them by simply clicking the "+" behind the point number.
Candy Crush.
Parkour.
It's straightforward, with no disguised names or special effects, and even the ingredients are the most common cartoon fruits. In terms of gameplay, Candy Crush is about eliminating fruits, and Parkour is just running around an orchard. Nothing fancy, not even special effects.
As for the included mini-game, Yan Jue's requirements were not high at all. He was happy to see this simplest one completed. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that the points given were too few!
Winning a game of Candy Crush only gives two points, and parkour gives one point for every 100 meters, which is extremely stingy.
Listening to Yan Jue muttering and complaining while playing Candy Crush, Pan Wencheng was a little confused: "The points are a little low, but the prices in the mall are not that high, right?"
Among those he had just glanced at, the one with the highest points was the mobile phone, which had ten points.
"It's not high, but the game is inhumane." Yan Jue was very impressed. "If it doesn't want you to win, even the simplest level will inexplicably get you stuck at the last step and can't get through. Sometimes it's like this for several levels in a row. It's so frustrating that it kills you."
Some mini-games even offer a sweet treat, with only one level being incredibly difficult and stuck for days to lure you in. This refreshingly unconventional game isn't like that. Perhaps it's because it's free, the levels are incredibly illogical, with difficulty and ease appearing completely random. And the more you get angry, the harder it gets, as if deliberately working against you, determined to break your mind.
"My best record was five levels of Candy Crush and 1,200 meters of parkour. After that, no matter how hard I worked, I couldn't beat that record. So I just gave up on saving points and only played a few games when I needed them."
After hearing this, Pan Wencheng fell into deep thought and did not speak.
Yan Jue didn't care whether he could get a response from the other party. After the game ended, he clicked on the next level and continued. "But I have my own way of dealing with it."
At Pan Wencheng's puzzled gaze, he chuckled, "That is, I run away after finishing a fight, never lingering. I only play two rounds of Candy Crush at most, then switch to parkour. Similarly, I run two or three hundred meters before switching again. I always feel that switching my mind around like this helps me stay more stamina."
"Maybe it's because I don't get visual fatigue easily?"
Playing a game for too long can easily lead to boredom and a loss of concentration, which naturally increases the chances of losing. Some people become more courageous the more they lose, determined to overcome any challenges and achieve perfection. He doesn't have that mindset when it comes to gaming. If it's too difficult, he simply gives up, not wanting to embarrass himself and ruin his mood.
Pan Wencheng took note of this and smiled helplessly, "That makes sense, but as for the specifics, I need you to demonstrate more different ways to play, so that the expert group can study them."
"I will." It was just a game, Yan Jue agreed.
"Then I won't bother you. If you're tired, you can rest on the sofa in the back. If you want to leave, just tell the person at the door." Pan Wencheng repeatedly reminded him, "Don't be restrained. This isn't a mandatory task, and you don't have to strictly complete it. Rest when you want, play when you want. Just relax and no one will blame you."
"If you feel someone has made you uncomfortable, tell me and I'll help you vent your anger."
Yan Jue smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Pan. I won't be polite."
Everyone in the courtyard was very friendly to him, and he couldn't be nervous even if he wanted to.
After Pan Wencheng left, Yan Jue played a few more games and realized that the game was getting more and more difficult, so he stopped playing. He said something to the person guarding the door and returned to his room.
It was called a room, but it was actually originally used as a dormitory. There were two single beds on either side of the wall, as well as a wardrobe and desk, all in duplicate. After he moved in, it became his room.
After living there for a while, he finally understood what this department, whose full name is the Special Events Management Bureau, is responsible for.
It has nothing to do with metaphysics or the supernatural, nor does it catch ghosts or monsters, but they can be seen investigating suspected spies, keeping an eye on special cults or civil organizations, tracking down outrageous rumors that are harmful to people's livelihood, etc.
There are only a few people in the department, but each of them can be said to be omnipotent, and their identities need to be kept highly confidential. Every time Yan Jue sees them, he feels like a useless fish. How can he have the qualifications to live in the same yard with these people?
And it wasn't just them. Their immediate superior, Pan Wencheng, was also busy every day. Even now that he was in charge, his workload hadn't decreased much. The people in the other dormitories were nowhere to be seen all day. In comparison, he seemed to be the only one with the least time.
It's not like, it's just.
Since resigning, Yan Jue has been living a lazy life, playing games and reading TV shows and novels he never had time for before. He's not anxious at all, nor does he want to work hard. It's just that people with huge savings have such confidence.
But now he was getting anxious.
I read a few pages of the novel that I hadn't finished before, but I couldn't get into it at all. My mind was full of the fact that Noel couldn't sing.
He wanted to know why and what to do, and he also wanted to drag out that mysterious being that had never appeared and beat it up, so that it could tell him the reason for Noel's "illness".
After raising it for so long, it turns out that my own cub has always had defects?
Yan Jue sighed in worry and simply put away his phone to play games in his secret room. He must, must earn as many points as possible to buy books and tools for Noel, so that he could quickly overcome his flaws and become a powerful mermaid!
Filled with passion and ambition, Yan Jue sat at his desk even more focused than he had been during his previous college entrance exams. Perhaps due to his intense concentration, Yan Jue actually broke his own record, completing ten rounds of Candy Crush without getting stuck.
Too much is as bad as too little. Yan Jue woke up in time from his joy and switched to parkour to continue working hard.
After seeing Teacher Yan off, Noel swam back to the shell bed and picked up the thick novel that had fallen on the cushion. He gently touched the cover, then turned to the page he had marked before and began to read again.
He had read these pages countless times, and every time, he would be fascinated by the monk who used the guqin as a means of attack.
If only he could embark on the path to immortality...
Although he didn't know what kind of musical instrument the guqin was, this method of allowing his own power to be transmitted through the guqin gave him a lot more hope.
But it’s not available now, and Teacher Yan doesn’t know how to cultivate immortality.
Noel closed the book and sat on his shell bed, lost in thought. In reality, the moment he read the contents, he understood that this was a power system completely foreign to the mermaids, existing in another world. He hadn't held high hopes, but he was still upset when he heard the teacher's denial.
"Teacher 91, mermaids can only use song to attack the enemy. Is there no other possibility?" Noel was unwilling to give up: "Can our strength only rely on song?"
In the deserted bedroom, only Noel, a fish, was talking to himself. The scene, which should have been a little weird, became a little different because of a cold mechanical male voice that seemed to come from all directions.
"Excerpt from Chapter 10 of 'Mermaid Basics': Mermaids' power resides throughout their bodies, and can only be stimulated and drawn out through singing. The more beautiful and melodious the song and voice, the greater the energy stimulated."
Noel frowned. "That's just common sense in this book! What about other books? Do they mention what to do if a mermaid can't sing?"
"Extracting keywords...Searching...The search result of "Atlantis Miscellany" meets the requirements."
"Atlantis Miscellany, Chapter 960: I once encountered a mermaid born mute somewhere in the deep sea of Atlantis. Despite his immense physical strength, he was abandoned by his parents because he couldn't sing. He was discriminated against and ridiculed by his own people, forcing him to hide near the habitats of various ferocious fish. His life was drawing to a close. I felt so sorry for him, and I didn't know how to comfort him..."
Noel's face turned pale instantly.
Abandoned, discriminated against, left to survive alone and die quietly?
"No more?" Noel's voice trembled. "Teacher 91, are there really no other books that explain mermaid powers?"
"Excerpt from the tenth chapter of 'Basic Teachings of the Mermaid Race'..."
Noel stopped talking and didn't ask any more questions. He knew that this mysterious teacher named "91" was incapable of communication beyond teaching textbook knowledge. He was like a library, knowledgeable and all-knowing, yet also cold and emotionless.
He would not give himself any response except constant repetition.
Even the most knowledgeable teacher 91 can’t find any records. Teacher Yan, is there any way?
Thinking of another teacher, Mr. Yan, who took care of his daily life and gave him infinite tolerance and care, Noel couldn't help but smile.
It doesn’t matter if there is no way out in the end, because Teacher Yan will definitely not despise me.
Even though he was abandoned by his parents and had to live alone, he believed that as long as he could enter this strange kindergarten and see Teacher Yan, he would have the courage and hope to live.
With a wag of his tail and a rollover on the cushion, Noel's mood brightened again.
Teacher Yan is really gentle. Although he sometimes bullies him in a bad way, gives him ugly gifts and secretly pokes his tail, Teacher Yan has always been very nice, super nice.
This time, I even told him that they were not in the same world. Silly teacher, he had already noticed it a long time ago. After all, their continent of Atlantis did not have such novel buildings and materials. He was not stupid, so how could he not notice it?
However, he was still very happy that the teacher was willing to speak proactively instead of making up a lie to deceive him.
With his tail lifted and folded towards himself, Noel touched the lines on his tail fin and thought excitedly: What gift should I give to Teacher Yan next time?
Teacher Paoyu seems to like it very much.
The teacher said that it was sent for research but not eaten, so should we send two servings directly next time?
Yan Jue didn't know that Noel was already thinking about giving a second gift. He sat in front of his phone and played the mini-game for an entire afternoon, causing his points to directly exceed the unprecedented mark of 150.
He originally wanted to buy all the books he had previously liked, but after thinking about it, he gave up and had a new idea.
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