Chapter 185 Chapter 185 The family members burst into laughter!
It’s nothing.
I just suspect that I made too much money from your family, so Fu Gan found something like this to torment me.
The producer thought this as he looked at the cub in his arms, which was kicking its legs and seemed to be more than just a little lively.
so--
"Why did you jump down?"
Anmi is very natural.
"Xie Ning is downstairs."
Even the little cub stretched out his hand and pointed.
Producer: ...
Producer: …………
"You know this is the fourth floor, right?
Anmi knows.
Anmi tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.
"Then your father—"
The producer felt a headache when he saw this look.
He took a deep breath.
"Didn't your dad tell you not to jump down from the stairs?!"
Anmi blinked.
"I was taken down once, but I didn't explain it in detail—"
"Why?!"
Fu Gan, don't be so incompetent...
"Because the entire hotel sealed its windows later!"
The little cub counted on his fingers.
"It was done by Uncle Shangfu, the waiter, the receptionist, the cleaner, and...all together!"
The little guy counted on his fingers for a long time.
Producer: ...
alright.
Fu Gan, you guys shouldn't love your cub too much——
"You can't jump here—I'll take you down—"
Anyway, I came here to find Xie Ning.
The producer took the cub away with a headache.
Leaving behind him a group of stunned players.
"Is that the producer you just mentioned?"
The player who just spoke: ...
"Ah...I think so?"
"What's the situation with that little kid? Shouldn't there be such a young child in No. 1 Middle School?"
"Is he an NPC from somewhere? Or the child of a faculty member? But isn't No. 1 Middle School a boarding school with military-style management? Once they come in, no unauthorized personnel are allowed in unless they're on vacation—"
At this moment, the live broadcast room is also very lively.
"What's going on lately? Two S-level dungeons opened one after another? I heard that three dungeons were cleared at the Komisuya Hotel? Does anyone know what's going on?"
"I don't know. When I first heard about it, I heard there was only one player in the top 100, and he was ranked very low. I thought the other team would be wiped out soon, so I didn't even watch it. Furthermore, players who had watched that livestream were no longer allowed to enter this one."
"I've also seen the previous live broadcasts from No. 1 Middle School. Producers are supposed to be activated after casualties occur—or in more severe conditions, when injuries occur but not fatalities. And that's usually in the later stages. What's going on now?"
"But this time, the newbies were very obedient. They just entered the infinite flow game and didn't try to commit suicide. All twenty of them arrived at the classroom intact."
"This time, it's quite interesting. Two of the top 100 players entering First Middle School are Sang Xilin, ranked 37th, and Wen Xingyu, ranked 66th. They're both quite unique. One is an assassin, and the other has ridiculously high luck. They might even be able to go toe-to-toe with First Middle School."
"That little kid just now—"
The man who had been sitting in the corner, hiding in the shadows, spoke slowly.
He looked out of place in his school uniform, with a solemn and murderous air about him. His triangular eyes were slightly narrowed, and he casually picked up a pen in his hand, turning it back and forth.
"Maybe there are clues on him, or he needs to be dealt with."
"What's the meaning?"
The boy who was lying on the table next to him slowly raised his head. He looked over with squinted eyes, a little sleepy, and a confused expression. His face was pale and clean, and he looked like a young college student who was not very worldly-wise.
He is the 66th Wen Xingyu.
"When that little NPC appeared, the system introduction changed—"
San Xilin spoke again.
He was unwilling to say more, and only snorted softly, his cold eyes fixed on the stairs, staring at the area where Anmi was being taken away.
Everyone was frantically checking all the system prompts, their nerves on edge.
You are all transfer students from Class 3, Grade 12, at No. 1 Middle School. Something unexpected seems to have occurred there, and the students in Class 3 are remaining silent about a specific name. Please confirm your identities. Your identity is... obey the school rules, survive for ten days, and discover the hidden truth. Please be advised, something is closing in on you. Please be sure to uncover the truth and leave the school after ten days, or else something unpleasant may happen.
This was the message everyone had received on their dashboards from the infinite stream system that managed players when they first entered the school. And now, as expected, there was an update—'It seems a threat has just approached you. Perhaps we can find a way to eliminate it. Of course, be careful—simple physical methods won't work.'
Like some malicious hint.
But it did appear after Anmi left.
The players looked at each other.
Of course, some old players also raised questions.
"Would this infinite flow game be so kind as to tell us a clue?"
Players know this clearly from the moment they enter the game.
Their mission is to get out of this infinite flow game alive. All NPCs and this game are their opposites, and they will do their best to obstruct them under the constraints of the rules.
Blood and cruelty are the main themes when they come into contact with this game.
At this moment, such a reminder seems a little too warm.
Players have different thoughts.
But obviously they all took Anmi to heart——
And the other side.
The little guy didn't know that he was being targeted.
He was led downstairs by the producer.
At this moment, downstairs.
Many students from Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School were gathered around a platform.
Block a person on the high platform.
From a distance, it looks like bullying.
But bullying?
The producer raised his eyebrows.
His excellent eyesight allowed him to see Xie Ning's cold little face from a distance.
"what are they doing?"
The cub looked a little confused.
He clenched his little fist.
"Did Xie Ning get bullied?"
The cub's inner place of belonging is the Komisuya Hotel, and he has included everyone in the hotel, including the hotel, under his protection.
Even Xie Ning, who did not originally belong to the Komi Suya Hotel copy but had stayed in the Komi Suya Hotel for a long time, was included in his protection range.
Plus, this guy's appearance is very deceptive.
At the very beginning, when I entered the Komisuya Hotel, I observed the entire hotel as a "victim" among the players.
So the cub superimposed the weakness buff on the opponent, and there was no sense of incongruity at all.
Until now——
The young boy who was sitting on a high place just now was wearing a not-so-nice school uniform. His face looked a little childish, which made him look even colder.
The next moment, he jumped down and stepped on the tall and strong high school sophomore who was standing with his hands on his hips, smiling and talking about something.
At this time, An Mi was about to say hello to Xie Ning.
Little An had a meal.
But Xie Ning hadn't noticed this side yet.
Of course, this is mainly because it is not within one's own sphere of influence. Even as a boss in an S-level copy, the ability to control the surroundings will be very low.
Not to mention that at this moment Xie Ning was stuffed into being an NPC character here, and was in a state of being suppressed by the entire copy.
For Xie Ning, it was even more uncomfortable than being in the Komi Suya Hotel - especially when he opened his eyes, Anmi was not around.
"hiss--"
The other students in Class 2-3 of Senior High School involuntarily took two steps back, and some of them gasped.
Xie Ning was stepping on the other person's back, slowly applying force.
"What were you talking about?"
His voice still had a childishness that was completely different from those of these boys and girls.
But his tone was steadier than theirs.
"Who's in trouble? Let me ask you—have you seen a five or six-year-old cub with black hair and blue eyes who looks particularly cute?"
“I…this…”
The boy under his feet stumbled and seemed to be frightened.
"Little Shorty... No, brother, brother, let's talk it out nicely. I just said something foul-mouthed, and you're treating it like bullshit. I really just said that. The only five or six-year-old cub I've ever seen was thrown from the faculty apartment by its mother and died. A lot of policies were introduced here. How would we know what that cub looked like? I was just talking nonsense just now—"
Damn, how come this guy is so strong?
The tall and strong high school student struggled for a few times and then gave in decisively.
Xie Ning still had his eyes lowered, looking more ferocious than anyone else around him.
The little spider raised its black fangs on his shoulder, and countless poisonous insects in the shadows around him came in response to the call of the insect master - hiding in the shadows, because there were insects everywhere, all ready to move.
And Anmi, who was not far away: ...?
Little Anmi kept raising her hand and blinked twice with her beautiful green eyes.
Then he blinked twice more, turned his head and looked at the producer.
His expression was full of doubt.
The producer smiled politely - or rather, he was almost unable to hold back his laughter.
This is a bad intention. He will not remind others that your disguise has been exposed in front of others - he took Anmi's hand and brought Anmi closer quietly.
Come on - I'm bringing you here to find your weak little friend.
Xie Ning didn't get any useful information, so he casually raised his foot and turned around.
Then his expression turned confused.
Looking at the little cub blinking and looking at him, as if thinking about something.
"Xie Ning——"
Anmi thought for a moment and called out softly, with a hint of doubt.
As if trying to determine whether he was real.
Xie Ning: ...
The cold aura was suppressed in an instant, and the young boy in school uniform was a little stuck for a moment, with a blank expression.
Amid the chatter of the students from Class 2 and Class 3 of Senior High School around him, Xie Ning fell silent.
The little spider on his shoulder was also stunned. Then, like a ball, it tried to roll off Xie Ning's body, trying to distance itself from him. "Oh, he was the one who acted weak and tricked the young ones! It had nothing to do with him. He was really weak!" Look, he even fell down!
The little spider rolled down, and Xie Ning grabbed one of its legs and pulled it back. He was in deep thought, as if he had made a decision, and he raised his foot to move closer.
And the producer's smile got even bigger.
Producer: Haha, weak? Helpless? Bullied? Pitiable?
The family burst into laughter!!
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