Chapter 38 Smoothly No matter in the game or outside the game, this time...
The words on the note were very strange, with numbers, letters, and a few inexplicable symbols.
Fortunately, Ye Xuan had just graduated, so even though he hadn't touched it for a long time, he at least knew that it was a math problem.
He had forgotten everything as soon as he finished his math test, and he stared at the paper for a long time without making any flower appear. Logically, the game shouldn't have such difficult hints for passing the level.
"Senior, what's wrong?" Qin saw that the other party was staring at the note without saying anything, and thought that he must have encountered some difficulties, "Let me see it."
Ye Xuan quickly handed the note over as if it were a hot potato. The math problems were too difficult for him.
Qin's character is a genius, and he happens to be a genius in science. If he is given some time, he can solve this kind of math problem.
However, it was not easy to calculate without paper and pen, and it took some time.
The corridor was still very quiet, and only the sound coming from the door reminded Ye Xuan that there was no problem with the background sound of the game here. This scene was originally designed in this way.
In a hidden location that he could not notice, a surveillance camera dutifully recorded this scene.
"Senior, I figured it out!" The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The password is four digits. Do you want to enter it?"
"Well," Ye Xuan walked to the door of the ward and listened to the noise inside before saying to the other party, "Xiao Qin, please step back and tell me the password."
"5034." Qin carefully read out the answer he had calculated in his mind.
"50..." Ye Xuan had just entered two digits when he realized something was wrong, "Isn't this the ward number?"
"It seems so." Qin also reacted. He was so focused on his calculations before that he didn't think of this.
"So," Ye Xuan sighed helplessly, "What have we been doing for? Forget it, open the door."
Considering that although the new patients did not have the ability to infect others, they were still aggressive towards ordinary people, Ye Xing pinched the needle in his hand before opening the door.
"Ding——" The door lock opened automatically after the password was entered correctly, and the noise in the house became louder, as if everyone knew someone outside was about to come in.
When Ye Xuan walked in, he saw dozens of new patients tied to their beds, howling in his direction. The scene was really terrifying.
However, their situation was currently under control and it was considered safe for both of them, so he recruited Qin as well.
"Xiao Qin, take a look at their current condition?" Ye Xing pulled the boy to the nearest bed.
"Well, actually, I'm not as good as my predecessors at judging the patient's condition from their appearance, but I have learned a lot from you these days. I can roughly see that these patients' minds are not completely unconscious yet. I think they can be communicated with after a few acupuncture treatments." Qin seemed to be answering a test question. He was respectful to the examiner but ruthless to the question.
"Be more patient with patients." Ye Xuan was also very troubled. This kid was good in every way except that he was too indifferent when it came to work.
He had forgotten that Qin's main job was not a doctor.
Ye Xing handed the needle in his hand to Qin. This time the needle was not the special long needle used in the research institute before, but a thin and short silver needle, which tested the acupuncturist's skills even more.
After practicing for a period of time, Qin's acupuncture skills had been greatly improved. It was extremely easy for him to give a few needles to these patients who were tied up and unable to move, and it was finished in less than five minutes.
"Senior, please check it out." Qin showed the results of his treatment.
Ye Xing glanced at the patient's eyelids and found that his pupils had returned to normal. "Can you speak?"
The man sobbed a few times and uttered half a sentence intermittently: "You, you, are..."
"We are doctors," Ye Xuan tried to look gentle, "We are the doctors who are here to heal you. They are Chinese medicine practitioners."
Qin also entered into the role of "Chinese medicine practitioner" and nodded in response.
"Cough, cough, cough," the man coughed a few times, "Water——"
"Xiao Qin, pour him a glass of water." Seeing that the man's throat was so hoarse that he could hardly speak, Ye Xing didn't want to ask him directly, so he had to do a good job of comforting him first.
"Water, drink." Qin had a somewhat tough attitude. He always had little patience when facing patients.
Fortunately, the man didn't mind. He took the paper cup with trembling hands and started drinking it, choking several times in the process.
"Drink slowly, don't be in a hurry, okay." Ye Xuan thought that he should be a pediatrician, and he couldn't help but use the tone of coaxing a child.
Qin curled his lips as he looked at the two of them. In his eyes, patients did not need careful care. He only had to be responsible for preparing the medicine and filling the medicine. He never interfered with the nursing work and naturally would not do it.
Forget it, for the sake of my seniors, I'll just take care of them a little more reluctantly.
After working for a long time, I finally made all the new patients in the ward regain consciousness, and gradually I was able to communicate with them.
Just as Ye Xuan was asking for information about the new patient zombie, the forced offline system broadcast sounded again.
There is no choice but to release the game first.
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"Sister Lin, is there a problem?" Ye Xing was called out in the middle of her work and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Sister Lin smiled, which was rare in recent days: "Happy event! Guess?"
"Hmm..." He didn't know whether it was a happy event or not, but the most important thing in the company at this stage was the forum and emoticon competition. It was not wrong to guess from this, "Can the competition be held as usual?"
"That's right," Sister Lin confirmed his guess, "The forum can be used normally now!"
"That's great," he thought for a moment and then said, "Has Wuming stopped?"
"Yeah," Sister Lin said, looking like she was enjoying the show. "Wuming and Wuya really had a falling out this time. It's just dog-eat-dog."
Ye Xuan carefully recalled the information he had looked up before: "I think Wuming is okay. After all, in terms of his professional ability, he doesn't have to be compared with Wuya. Maybe he is not bad as a partner."
"You are quite ambitious young man. You even want to cooperate with them." Sister Lin teased him.
He didn't get angry and made a joke: "Really? Because my name is 'Ye Xuan'."
"I knew you were just joking with your sister." Sister Lin smiled and tapped him lightly with a rolled-up piece of paper. The atmosphere in the company became much more relaxed. Finally, they didn't have to worry about meetings all day.
"Sister Lin, has the time for the game been set?" Ye Xing thought that if he wanted to notify the players, he would probably have to do a live broadcast himself, so he might as well get everything clear first.
"We were almost ready, but something happened right before the competition started," she recalled with a headache, "If nothing goes wrong, it should be scheduled for this Saturday. Remember to promote it."
"Oh, the broadcast in the game and the live broadcast in reality, right? Sister, you have said it several times, of course I remember it." Ye Xuan now began to suspect that Wuya was also thinking of pulling him over for publicity. After all, aren't they the best at this?
Since he became such a popular real-life NPC, many new features of Youmeng were developed around him. For example, the game-wide broadcast available to this employee is an effective way of publicity.
But he doesn't know how to use it yet, so he needs to go to the colleague in charge of this area to learn some broadcasting skills.
"Uh, do I need to start with tongue twisters?" Ye Xing was not sure how to become a competent "announcer", so he could only ask the other party based on his own impression.
"Of course not," said the sweet-voiced female colleague who manages Youmeng Radio, "Everyone knows that you are not a professional, so it doesn't matter even if you are good at it."
"Really? Really?" He was a little disappointed, as it was something like a "newscaster" that he had never had the chance to experience during his student years, even when he was just reciting a short poem during lunch break.
He had no choice but to practice by himself, trying his best to do his best - at least to the extent that he would not disappoint the players.
"Well..." Seeing how serious he was, his colleague didn't want to discourage him, but he still said what he was thinking, "Even if you don't perform well, the players won't be disappointed. At most, they will laugh at you..."
And if new jokes are created, it might give the contestants more inspiration.
She was too embarrassed to say the latter sentence. After all, their company was not set up to be clowns, so wouldn't it be a bad idea to do this?
"It's okay," he seemed to know the other party's concerns, "I understand my responsibilities. It's to improve the players' gaming experience. It's not a bad thing to make people laugh."
His self-image is almost changing from "actor" to "comedian".
"Then you, good luck!" The colleague didn't say anything more. He gave a few pointers on broadcasting and then went on to do other work.
Ye Xuan tried to adjust his breathing frequency, inhaling and exhaling in time with the pauses in the manuscript, and read the entire manuscript clearly word by word.
Just like when he first started working as a real-life NPC, players could tell that he didn't have the dialogue skills, but he was trying hard, and he put his understanding of the character's emotions into every sentence. He was acting out the role instead of asking himself to become that role.
He was learning clumsily, without a teacher to teach him or classmates to study with him. He was alone on this path.
This kind of "uniqueness" was not the first time he felt it. He knew that he was the only one in the dream, but he was not the only one who made up the whole dream.
They want to make this game well, which is the common goal of the entire company. He stands out only because he is the one in the "front stage", while game users rarely notice the "behind the scenes".
Therefore, he carries more responsibilities. In a sense, he represents "Dream Travel". In the eyes of outsiders, he is the core competitiveness of this game.
But he knew that the truth was not that simple, and everyone had contributed a lot in their job.
"Dream Travel" is a beautiful dream about games that everyone wants to weave together.
It cannot be completely destroyed by external interference...
Perhaps it can be said to be obsession or belief.
Regardless, he had felt it.
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