He Fang has always been fascinated by games. The characters in games are often endowed with charming qualities that are rarely seen in reality. These qualities may be good or bad, but everything that humans want to convey to the public through games is condensed in the protagonist.
In He Fang's mind, perhaps this is also true for celebrities. Celebrities are the carriers of expectations and the beautiful wishes in the hearts of fans.
The reason why He Fang cannot find resonance in celebrities is that celebrities are too concrete and too real. When such a very real example stands there and He Fang puts himself in the picture, he only feels that the celebrity is too dazzling, and such dazzlingness is incompatible with himself. He cannot bring his own expectations into the celebrity.
Therefore, He Fang can hardly resonate with fans of celebrities.
But at this moment, He Fang seems to understand the fans' feelings.
Maybe there is such a kind of person, with such a kind of trait, that just by standing there he can attract the attention of others, making their minds follow his actions and thoughts, and making them happily submit to his trait.
He Fang stuck to the door, his heart beating wildly. He tried hard to listen to the sounds outside. The man did not stay in front of his door for too long, but walked away slowly. He heard the elevator door open and close. After a long time, he dared to look furtively at the peephole to make sure there was no one outside.
He quickly opened the door a crack, took back the takeaway and quickly closed it again. He Fang felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Are there really people in this world who look like that? Ordinary people would be embarrassed to look like that, right?
He Fang thinks that the delivery boy's appearance is simply incomprehensible. Wouldn't this face have been discovered by a star in this era? This kind of absolute shock can be felt only through the cat's eyes. Anyone can't help but look at it. In the entertainment industry, isn't it a synonym for traffic?
People like this are also delivering food...
Nowadays, people say that takeout is a mysterious organization, which may not be a joke.
He Fang's mind was full of the delivery man's appearance, the long golden hair draped over his shoulders, the slender and beautiful fingers like a hand model, the perfect face that was unforgettable at first sight, and finally when he looked into the cat's eyes, there was a hint of smile and friendly eyes.
How terrible...
For the first time, He Fang was actually afraid of ordering takeout. He always felt that letting someone like that deliver food to him was a kind of blasphemy to that person.
He Fang turned on his phone and saw the message from the other party: Dear customer, I have left the takeaway at your door. I hope you enjoy your meal. Remember to give me a five-star rating!
He Fang somehow took out all the delivery orders that he had not given good reviews on before and gave them all five-star reviews. He also wrote detailed reviews. Now the delivery men are almost like gods in He Fang's heart.
Such a face was so shocking that He Fang felt a buzzing in his head for a while when he was eating. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
The food was delicious, but as He Fang was eating, his expression became a little strange.
Because he had eaten the meals cooked by Yuan Zhiran in the game and thought they were delicious, he ordered the same meals to fill his stomach. However, he did not think that different chefs could make food that tasted exactly the same. He just didn't know why he now felt that the taste of these dishes was almost the same as that made by Yuan Zhiran.
Because of the difference in feeling of fullness, He Fang was not sure whether they were exactly the same.
So magical.
Is this a taste algorithm? For example, he has eaten these before, and then the sensory warehouse mobilized his taste for food according to his own thinking, so that he can successfully eat delicious food in the game?
Somatosensory warehouse... What kind of black technology is this? Is it really not a military product that has been eliminated?
Before resuming the game, He Fang checked the current control panel of the main city. Apparently, the national treasury had had relatively good income during this period. However, considering the future construction of Hope City, He Fang had no plans to build some infrastructure in the main city for the time being. Instead, he saved the money for a rainy day.
As for the train, the research institute has already decided on a track. What is needed now is for Kuni Myofu to complete the measurement of the "Land of Hope" and come back to determine whether the track needs to be changed, and then construction can begin.
According to various studies, building tracks is not difficult. Although it takes a long time for the Resurrection Nightmare Plant to take shape in the wild, it is possible to force the Resurrection Nightmare Plant to appear earlier by using technological means. The load-bearing capacity of the Resurrection Nightmare Plant does not seem to need to be considered too complicatedly. Having anticipated this situation, the researchers did not affect the Resurrection Nightmare Plant, but instead worked on the trains, so that the Resurrection Nightmare Plant would not mutate due to over-development.
Taking advantage of the characteristics of the Nightmare Forest without destroying its current ecology, the researchers completed the difficult task very carefully.
Just in case, He Fang should issue a guard order to the landmark when the track is being laid. If the landmark is forced to build the track, the faith value required may be too high, but if it is just to guard and prevent mutations, it should still be easy to do.
He Fang came back online. During the time he had a meal and a break, several days had passed in the game. He came online to see if he could find an administrator who could take over the "Land of Hope" from the N-PC in Hope City.
After all, the properties of Hope City's N-PC are really unsightly. Even if you want to pick a tall one among the short ones, it is very difficult, otherwise you won't be left.
When He Fang thought about finding someone who could take on the important task from that pile of gray N-PCs, he felt that this was another needle in a haystack. When Yuan Zhiran was first appointed, there were actually not that many people in the talent exchange market, but now there are more than 10,000... a full 10,000.
He Fang was stunned when he came online.
he……
Where?
He Fang blinked his eyes. He looked at the unfamiliar ceiling. He was lying down. He Fang suddenly remembered that he was on the bed when he logged off. Because he was annoyed that he could not eat enough food made by Yuan Zhiran, he went to the bed to take a rest and then logged off.
So he should be in the bed of the administrator of the Land of Hope now.
But why did he feel that the bed was so uncomfortable? This bed...is this a bed? Why is it so weird?
He Fang suddenly heard a groaning sound coming from the side. He turned his head with some confusion, and a familiar face appeared in He Fang's sight. It was a boy who was still childish, but He Fang could imagine how sharp this face would become when he grew up.
He Fang sat up suddenly, but he found that the bed he was sleeping on was not that stable. He almost fell down when he turned over. He screamed in fear and tried to grab something with his hands. However, his shoulders were suddenly stabilized by something, and then his waist seemed to be restrained by something very strong, and he sat up safely.
His mind was confused. If he didn't know at this moment that the person he had been lying on was a person, then he would be stupid. Looking at the hand on his waist, He Fang turned his head little by little with a stiff neck, and directly met a pair of eyes that had gathered the darkness.
He Fang felt a chill in his heart. It was over...
It’s Chongxiao.
When He Fang thought about how Chong Xiao could always maintain a baby-like loyalty in such a high-loyalty environment, he always felt that he couldn't grasp this man. Now that he was sitting in his arms as soon as he came online, he would most likely lower the favorability of N-PC...
Chong Xiao is really tall. Only when he was sitting in his arms could He Fang truly feel his size. He even had to look up when he turned around!
He Fang is actually a bit stunted, or his parents, who are short to begin with, did not pass on the tall gene to him. In addition, since he was very young, he seldom asked for anything due to his naturally sensitive personality, so his appetite has always been small. But in fact, it is not because of his small appetite, but because he basically will not take the initiative to add more rice after finishing the food in the bowl, which leads to him always eating half-full.
It is very harmful for children in their growth period not to eat enough. He Fang has always been thinner than others, and his personality is not very likable, so naturally no one pays attention to his height problem.
Because the somatosensory warehouse scans the human body to enter the game, but the model can be fine-tuned according to the player's preferences. Since "Xu Wu Restart" itself is a stand-alone game, there is no adjustment.
And now he understood that there really was such a huge size difference in the game.
"Yes..." Before he could even finish his apology, he was interrupted by a sob.
Chong Ying opened his eyes at this time and sat up in a daze. There was obvious fatigue on Chong Ying's face. There was obvious dark circles under his eyes, which was the look that appeared after staying up late for a long time. He was full of fatigue and even it was very difficult for him to get up.
Chong Ying seemed to be forcing himself to wake up from his sleep. He looked at He Fang and Chong Ying with confused eyes. His lifeless eyes went from being confused at first to widening their eyes in disbelief at the end. He opened his mouth wide.
"Chongying..." He Fang was also panicked and actually woke Chongying up. He immediately struggled to get off Chongxiao. Chongying was very attached to Chongxiao. Generally speaking, a younger brother should have possessiveness towards his older brother. Isn't he stepping on a landmine in front of others?
Chong Xiao let go of the hand that was holding He Fang's body, obviously intending to let He Fang go.
However, Chongying grabbed Chongxiao's hands with lightning speed and trapped He Fang between the two of them.
He Fang: “?”
Chong Ying stepped forward and hugged He Fang tightly, but he not only hugged He Fang, he also stretched out his arms and hugged He Fang and Chong Xiao together.
He Fang was hit hard by Chongying and fell into Chongxiao's arms. Chongxiao stretched out his hands to block them, obviously to prevent He Fang and his brother from falling together. One person easily bore the weight of two people, and Chongxiao did not show any impatience.
"Chongying?" He Fang exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah, I feel dizzy. I need a hug from the city lord and my brother to feel better." Chong Ying rubbed his head against He Fang's arms, relying on his age and weakness to act coquettishly.
He Fang was confused. He felt that this posture was extremely embarrassing. For a person with extreme social phobia, it was still a huge challenge even if he knew that they were all N-PCs.
"Chongying you..." He Fang wanted to simply order this troublesome N-PC to leave.
However, Chongying narrowed his eyes, and before He Fang could speak, he kept talking: "During this period of time, I have been studying weapons and blueprints here day and night, and then thinking about how to develop and create better weapons. I know that the city lord must be very anxious. I haven't slept! I am very sleepy! But I can't sleep here. I can't sleep well even when my brother accompanies me. So if the city lord and my brother accompany me together, I will definitely be able to fall asleep!"
He Fang was stunned, and the words that were about to refuse were suddenly stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.
Chongying was rubbing against it like a child, but He Fang asked, "I didn't ask if you were in a hurry. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"You are anxious, the Lord Mayor must be anxious too!" Chongying leaned in He Fang's arms, as if he really fell asleep, and gradually began to speak in a daze, "Hope City has no defense now. If people from other cities want to come to Hope City to take advantage of it in the future, we will let them take it, and the Lord Mayor will suffer a great loss."
He Fang was stunned. He didn't expect that even an N-PC could accurately express the anxiety in his heart.
"It doesn't matter. I have a talent and can definitely make the best defense design." Chong Ying said as he lay sleepily on He Fang's legs, leaning against He Fang's belly and snoring softly. He was really very sleepy.
He Fang froze on the spot. He Fang always felt sorry for his N-PC. Seeing his N-PC working hard for his wishes, He Fang felt awkward and uncomfortable, but he still hesitated.
What to do...
What now?
At this time, Chong Xiao's hand stretched out from behind him, as if he wanted to pull Chong Xiao away from He Fang's legs. However, He Fang held down Chong Xiao's hand for some unknown reason.
"He's very sleepy. Can you think of a way to leave without disturbing his sleep?" He Fang asked.
Chongxiao made his hand into a knife shape and aimed it at the back of Chongying's neck, ready to strike it. He Fang was startled and immediately put his hand to block Chongying's neck, and Chongxiao's knife hand immediately stopped in mid-air.
He Fang was shocked. Was Chongying trying to knock his brother unconscious? !
"Don't do it, it must be painful, right?" He Fang couldn't bear it.
Chong Xiao stared at He Fang with his dark eyes. He Fang realized that because of his posture, if he turned around, his face would be too close to Chong Ying's, so he immediately shifted his gaze.
He Fang really wanted to ask Chong Ying how long he hadn't slept, but he didn't know how to ask because... Chong Ying never paid any attention to him.
He Fang said tentatively: "Why not just sleep like this for a while? You guys have probably been sleeping for a while, so it probably won't be long if you sleep a little longer."
After He Fang finished speaking, Chong Xiao seemed to pause for a moment. Before He Fang could react, he was suddenly knocked down.
He was placed on the bed, and poor Chong Xiao was still holding his waist, but this time he was lying on his side and curled up to sleep. He Fang felt Chong Xiao stuffed a pillow under his head, and immediately he changed from an uncomfortable sleeping position to a comfortable one.
He Fang: “…” This skill is very powerful.
It was obviously unwise for three people to sleep on a single bed. As the most tired one, Chongying naturally took up a large space. Fortunately, he basically curled up at the end of the bed, while He Fang was in the middle. However, He Fang found that he didn't feel crowded at all.
Although he and Chong Ying are relatively thin, it does not mean that they have such a spacious and comfortable space. He Fang unconsciously touched back and suddenly touched the edge of the bed. He Fang was stunned.
He found that although three people were squeezed on one bed, most of Chongxiao's body was actually outside the bed. He supported himself on the bed with his arms and legs, and was able to maintain a stable balance. He Fang suddenly felt a deep respect for Chongxiao. This brother-doting man was really amazing. His balance and supporting power were simply invincible.
He Fang quietly opened Chong Ying's attribute table and saw that the loyalty column was very high. He Fang suddenly felt relieved. Since Chong Xiao was a brother-indulging maniac, as long as Chong Ying's loyalty was always online, he could 100% guarantee that he could summon Chong Xiao. This strongest man in the city was not difficult to control.
Thinking of this, He Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief and observed Chong Ying's appearance intentionally or unintentionally. The whole city was filled with handsome men and beautiful women, and each of them had their own unique looks. He Fang thought he was used to facing handsome men and beautiful women in the physical chamber, but the feeling of seeing a perfect face in reality was indeed different.
The appearance of the blond delivery boy really gave He Fang a great shock, and for a moment made He Fang think that he was not in reality. Such an appearance would not be out of place even in the game.
He Fang immediately shook his head, forgetting all the memories in reality. Although he was lying on the bed, he could open the control panel in the game. He Fang started to draw the data of Hope City N-PC out of boredom.
He Fanggan simply classified and screened the news of more than 10,000 people, selecting all those with special labels, those with better attributes and those with room for growth. After careful division, he looked at them one by one. Otherwise, with more than 10,000 people, it would probably take Chongying three days to finish reading them.
After a rough scan, He Fang noticed that the adults who were left behind had basically lost their prime condition and entered middle-aged and elderly. However, it was unscientific for Hope City, a medium-sized city with a population of more than 100,000, to have only so few elderly people. Therefore, the elderly people who were left behind were basically sick and disabled.
Healthy elderly people are likely to be picked up by other mobile cities, so they should still have residual value.
The existence of Hefang City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is a magical thing. It can treat directly without any principles, and can even conquer new diseases based on medical investment. It is also possible to use the hospital's medical technology to help these disabled people get rid of their diseases. As long as the middle-aged and elderly people are free of diseases, they can resume their work, but these people obviously can no longer be leaders.
There are a few relatively outstanding N-PC children in Hope City, but they are very young and underdeveloped, and look pitiful all over. The labels are unclear or even few in number. Although some of them have obvious potential for growth, it cannot be denied that they are just little brats now.
He Fang felt a headache. He was thinking about coming up with a temporary trusteeship plan. Since there was no one to take over now, he could use his people to take over temporarily, and then educate and train some children with growth value. When they reached the age to take charge, he would hand the business over to them again. This way, it would not hinder the development of Hope City, and he would not have to worry about handing the business over to the wrong person.
Therefore, he still has to look at the talent exchange market in the end. If he has to choose this time, it is best to choose labels such as "responsible", "moderate", and "calm", so as to avoid being unwilling to let go in the end. After all, this is a job that is destined to be unemployed, and he still has to arrange a job for this N-PC after he loses his job so that he can do it with peace of mind.
He Fang felt that this game was indeed very complicated. The overly intelligent N-PC caused it to be too close to reality, requiring him to think carefully about everything.
After turning off the control panel, He Fang wanted to take a break, but suddenly he met Chong Ying's open eyes.
As if he noticed who saw him, Chong Ying immediately closed his eyes, and that little expression almost said "don't expose me" written directly on his face.
"Get up when you wake up." He Fang didn't give Chong Ying any face at all, "Your brother's body must be numb."
Chong Ying then opened his eyes with a look of grievance, rubbed his eyes, and said, "He won't be numb, just hold on for a little longer, it's nothing."
He Fang: “…” Is the relationship between these two brothers good or bad?
He Fang sat up, and at the same time Chong Xiao sat up lightly with his hands. From beginning to end, he did not have much contact with He Fang. He Fang vaguely felt that Chong Xiao actually disliked him a little.
"Did you sleep well?" He Fang asked. He realized that in just a short time of looking at the N-PC attribute panel, two hours had passed in the game.
"Comfortable!" Chong Ying's extremely happy and admiring eyes stayed on He Fang all the time, "I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time. It turns out that I can sleep peacefully with the city lord next to me!"
Seeing the other party's energetic appearance, He Fang actually felt it was quite good. After all, he was helping an N-PC to sleep comfortably.
However, when I thought about the fact that I even had to take care of N-PC's sleep, I felt that my job as a city lord was too hard.
"What was the city lord thinking just now?" Chong Ying asked.
He Fang knew that his looking at the control panel was probably considered as a daze or contemplation by the N-PCs, so he said casually: "I was thinking about who should be in charge of the Land of Hope. I planned to select from the existing N-PCs in Hope City, but there is really no good candidate."
"Why should we give it to these people? There are many capable people in our city. It's not their turn, right?" Chong Ying asked curiously. In his eyes, these people were totally unacceptable.
"The main thing is to give the people of Hope City some autonomy. After all, there is a huge gap between us and them. If we only use our management, I am afraid there will be huge differences. So I need a more moderate resident of Hope City to serve as a bridge between the two sides, so that they can give full play to their potential." He Fang said while thinking, "This way, they will not follow our pace completely, and can see the management method of their own mobile city. Secondly, they can intervene and make corrections to some areas that we think are insufficient after observation."
Chong Ying seemed to understand, but not quite. He seemed to understand, yet seemed not to understand. He looked at his brother tentatively, trying to get a more detailed explanation from his brother's face.
However, Chongying was still confused. He looked at Chongxiao for a few times before asking Hefang, "Then what kind of person would meet your requirements, Lord City Lord?"
"At least the physical fitness should not be too bad, and there should be room for growth. Then he should be hardworking and easy to shape. Of course, the most important thing is to be loyal. He can't betray us after getting the benefits, right?" He Fang said a lot of ideas in one go, but after he finished speaking, he felt that it might be a bit difficult to find such a person in Hope City.
Chong Ying blinked, glanced at Chong Xiao next to him, and suddenly said, "Let Wei Qixuan do it?"
"Wei Qixuan?" He Fang was stunned for a moment, then a child named 'Xuanxuan' emerged in his mind, "You mean Xuanxuan? That child is too young and still needs to be educated. I'm afraid he can't become a person in power right away. This is too difficult for a child."
"But he is ten years old, sensible, and can do a lot of things." Chongying obviously has a certain liking for Wei Qixuan's child. "He has a very good character and insists on not giving up. At least this point I think is very recognizable among this group of people. Perhaps this recognition is an opportunity."
"That's why I feel it's not appropriate. After all, a child who can do anything to survive, what if one day he feels that we are not suitable for him and he wants to move to a new city just to survive? It would feel very uneasy," He Fang thought.
"Really?" Chongying tilted his head. "That seems to be the case. But I think there shouldn't be a better city than the city lord's city. After all, wasn't Min Zhizhou grateful at the time?"
He Fang paused, as if what Chong Ying said was indeed the case. With some curiosity, he retrieved Wei Qixuan's attribute panel from the data. Although each attribute was very low, he had a great growth value because of the child, and in the opponent's labels, there were two labels: "determination" and "persistence".
Generally, the wearers of these two labels rarely betray because they have a firm stance. However, He Fang suddenly noticed that Wei Qixuan's loyalty level was 378.
This level of loyalty surprised He Fang, as it was very surprising among the residents of Hope City whose general loyalty level was less than 100. He Fang felt that the current residents' loyalty level was so low, and it was very likely that they had dedicated all their loyalty to the Holy Lord, and Wei Qixuan actually had such a high level of loyalty to him.
He Fang suddenly felt that this panel was ordinary, but surprisingly, the tallest among the short ones was still acceptable.
"It's a pity that they are too young." He Fang also insisted on his real-life experience, "We can't hire child laborers."
Chongying thought that it was not necessary to be so rigid: "The Lord Mayor is right. We cannot employ child laborers. But in my opinion, this child is mentally mature. It is not impossible to train him to be a leader from now on. We must have someone who can be used in advance. Special cases deserve special treatment, right?"
He Fang was silent for a moment after hearing Chong Ying's words. It was indeed a special case that required special treatment. If the N-PC could be selected directly from Hope City, some troubles could be avoided.
Compared to N-PCs who are born with high attribute values, perhaps these N-PCs do need to be cultivated from a young age.
"Then why not ask him for his own opinion?" He Fang suddenly said, showing some interest in this obsessive child who was a wild N-PC. "If he is willing, let him try it."
Just give it a try and let his N-PC teach him. If there is good development, it is a good thing. If the development is unsuccessful, there is still time to change.
——
Wei Qixuan stood in front of a relatively intact wall in Hope City. He leaned against the wall and used a stone to draw a line on the wall above his head. He looked back and his eyes were suddenly filled with joy.
It's not an illusion, he has really grown a little taller!
During this period, Wei Qixuan ate only the food in his dreams and lived a life in his fantasy. He could clearly feel his body gradually filling up with strength, and his cheeks became fuller as a result.
Especially his younger siblings. It can be seen that the two children have gained weight visibly with the current food. In addition, the doctor has been providing nutritional supplements. He sincerely feels fortunate that his younger siblings may be able to grow up well and not be too thin like him due to lack of nutrition.
No one in the City of Hope could have imagined that the Savior would come in this way.
But for Wei Qixuan, he had more expectations for the city lord than the illusory Holy Lord. The city lord was real, and such an existence was like hope that was right in front of him and within reach.
Wei Qixuan has been a bit busy these days because the city lord has issued an order for them to redesign and transform Hope City according to their own expectations.
This is a shock to everyone. After all, how can the lord of the city, who has the final say, let the common people make the decision? If it weren't for the fact that the city lord provided them with food and clothing, some people might not be convinced of the city lord's qualifications.
But Wei Qixuan felt that perhaps this was a test for them as the new city lords.
How to transform a dilapidated Hope City proves that the City Lord is testing how well these people know about Hope City, testing their creativity, testing their ability to be the City Lord's assistants, testing their positivity to see if these people left behind still have value, and...
In Wei Qixuan's mind, he could find many reasons to work hard through the city lord's action. Even if he had to use some small tricks, he would leave a deep impression in the city lord's eyes.
"Design, I haven't thought about how to design. Shouldn't design drawings be something that only knowledgeable people can do?" When the elders were chatting, Wei Qixuan would immediately sneak over to listen.
"If I were to say what I want, it would be a place where I can take a bath alone to my heart's content. Every time I take a bath, the water is so tight and crowded. Although I know it's hard to achieve, it's just a dream. It's not too much to want anything, right?" said an elderly female.
Many people have no idea what to do with design drawings. They have not received the corresponding education and don’t know what to do, but everyone has their own ideas about what they want.
"Uncle and aunt, why don't you tell me everything you want, and then I'll summarize it?" Wei Qixuan's notebook was filled with a lot of things he overheard, and his eyes were full of sincerity. "The city lord only asked us to come up with a design, but he didn't say that everyone has to do it. If you are willing, I can try my best to help everyone come up with a design for the city lord to see, so that everyone can farm with peace of mind!"
Wei Qixuan did not want many people to participate, and he had no knowledge. He was not sure whether he could stand out in such an environment, so he wanted to exclude as many people as possible, so that he would have more chances to stand in front of the city lord.
Wei Qixuan was very aware of his disadvantages. Although he was very clear about the current framework of Hope City, he did not know what the entire Hope City was like. Compared with those residents in Hope City who had lived longer than him, he had no advantage, so he needed to get more reliable information about Hope City from these people in order to perfect his design.
Obviously no one thought too much about it. They once depended on each other and now they all have some goodwill towards each other.
But Wei Qixuan also knew that harmony was not always perfect. There were also some small groups that had the same ideas as him. They were adults, whom he could not compete with. They were more likely to gather together for interests and to get help from others. For example, some people who once had a talent for painting might not be good at designing, but they could always draw.
Wei Qixuan also secretly contacted them, using his identity as a child. After all, there were more than 10,000 people. Although everyone knew each other, it was impossible for them to know each other completely. Although he was ten years old, he was thin and looked like five or six years old. No one was on guard against him, so he would sneak a peek at these people's design drawings.
These are all little tricks, but no big deal. There is no fairness or justice in his competition with adults.
Not only does he need to know what the people in the city like, he also needs to know what the city lord likes and cater to his preferences. Those who are stationed here in what is said to be the city lord's own city will be happy to tell him a lot of these things.
These people like the city lord very much, and will be happy to say all kinds of information that flatter the city lord to make him more popular. Everyone will brag about the city lord in their own way, praising his achievements, boasting about their perfect city, and exaggerating their admiration for the city lord. Wei Qixuan can get more information from this than others.
Wei Qixuan didn't know how many of these things were real after being beautified by his memory, but as long as he collected enough of them, the overlapping parts might be what the real city lord liked.
Although the information was collected smoothly, he had no idea about design. He tentatively asked the soldiers if any of them knew how to design a plan, but unfortunately, they didn't. However, they showed him a clear way.
——Researcher.
The researchers were the group of people who had been studying the locator in the city center, but Wei Qixuan had never dared to approach them. His instinct told him that it was best to stay away from these researchers, especially the one who seemed to hold a leadership position among them, a researcher named Zhuyan.
The feeling that researchers give people is very different from that of soldiers. They don't seem to like to laugh very much. There seems to be thinking in their eyes all the time. When they look at the people around them, it seems that you can see exploration and calculation in them.
Wei Qixuan felt that perhaps among these researchers, none of his little thoughts could escape his notice.
He is different from the group formed by adults. He is too weak and helpless. As a child, many children do not understand what he is doing and why he does it. He can easily become the leader of the children and use other children to collect information, but children are children after all, and there are too many things they cannot do.
So Wei Qixuan thought that maybe he could give it a try, asking for the researchers' help on the grounds that a child needed to be educated. He had no way of playing tricks on these researchers, as it was all meaningless.
But the researchers and he all have their own purposes. When dealing with such a calculating person, he might try to be honest with just one researcher. If that doesn't work, he can try a different approach next time and contact another researcher. There are five researchers here, so he has five chances.
During this period, the researcher named Zhuyan, who gave people the worst impression, left and no one knew where he went. Now there are three researchers left here, and he felt that this might be an opportunity.
Wei Qixuan held the notebook in his hand. This book, which was distributed to everyone for the design drawings, was carefully preserved by everyone. This was something that ordinary people in Hope City could not get, but he had written densely on it. He wanted to try to impress a researcher with his seriousness and sincerity!
"Hello." Wei Qixuan tried hard to look like a harmless child. He showed his brightest smile.