Chapter 410
The little girl started listing the game's flaws on her fingers, from items and settings to even criticizing the behavior of some players.
Butler 01's gentle smile seemed a little stiff.
They've probably never seen such a daring new player before.
After all, let alone beginners, every player struggles to survive, and by the time they finally complete the game, they're exhausted and collapse on the ground, either in a daze or breaking down in tears...
Anyway, no one else can calmly criticize the game like her.
However, despite having just survived a zombie apocalypse, the girl was clean and not at all disheveled. Her pretty face shone brightly, and when she was unhappy, her cheeks puffed out, making her look like some soft and cute little animal. She was so adorable that it was impossible to get angry at her.
Butler 01 chuckled softly, "I will give you feedback on your suggestion."
Wen Xin didn't think she had said anything outrageous at all, and nodded seriously, "The player experience in a game is still very important."
Butler 01: "...Hmm."
"Now that I've cleared the level, all I need to do is stay here and wait seven days, right?"
"Yes."
"There's no danger anymore?"
"right."
Wen Xin glanced at the space next to him, where there was a table and a chair, with a cup of coffee on the table.
Clearly, this Mr. 01 had been leisurely sipping coffee and watching the players put on various escape scenes.
Wen Xin felt no resentment or bitterness as a performer; her position determined her stance, so there was nothing to be resentful about.
Besides, without this game, they would all be ghosts in the apocalypse now. They came in voluntarily, so there's even less reason for them to complain.
Of course, you can still criticize the game's design!
Who hasn't complained about the various bizarre actions taken by game developers while playing games?
Wen Xin tilted her head and gave him a sweet and obedient smile. "Mr. 01, I'm so tired. Can I borrow your chair to rest for a bit?"
Butler 01 raised an eyebrow and gestured "please" with his white-gloved hand.
Wen Xin sat down without ceremony, leaned back comfortably in the chair, smiled sweetly, and said, "Thank you, Brother 01."
Butler 01: "..."
From Butler 01 to Mr. 01, and then to Brother 01, it all took less than a minute. This little girl really knows how to climb the social ladder.
but……
Butler 01 looked at her hands. Her hands were slender and fair, with delicate pink nails. They were the hands of a pampered young lady who had never done any manual labor. Before entering the game, she was indeed a spoiled young lady.
At the beginning of the dungeon, she showed intelligence and courage, but unfortunately, she misjudged people and was soon betrayed by those around her.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in games, and it's nothing unusual.
He originally thought she would be like many other players who had good potential but bad luck, disappearing without a trace like a shooting star.
However, the girl suddenly turned the tables in a desperate situation, and it has to be said that the scene was very captivating.
However, Butler 01 was puzzled by her sudden change and the strange abilities she had awakened...
Butler 01 knew all too well what special abilities gamers could awaken, but he had never heard of or seen the girl's extremely powerful red rope.
Butler 01's gaze fell on her cuffs; the tight cuffs of her tracksuit covered her fair wrists, obscuring everything.
A dark glint flashed in his eyes as the girl's information and various data rolled across his pupils.
The scan showed nothing wrong with her.
Butler 01 was certain that she was indeed an ordinary intelligent being from the 0911 doomsday planet.
Wen Xin seemed unaware of Butler 01's probing and suspicion, and covered her mouth with a coquettish yawn, "Brother 01, can I borrow your chair to catch up on some sleep? I didn't sleep at all last night."
Butler 01: "...Do as you please."
The little girl's eyes sparkled, pure and charming, her cherry blossom lips smiling sweeter than candy. "Thank you, Brother 01."
The seemingly gentle and smiling but actually aloof and indifferent butler, Mr. 01: "..."
This is dangerous!
He nodded slightly, then turned his gaze back towards the zombie-infested school, his expression unreadable.
Wen Xin nestled in the chair, falling asleep while admiring the stunning good looks of the mysterious butler before her.
The girl's breathing gradually became even, and she had already drifted off to sleep.
At some point, Butler 01's gaze shifted from the dungeon to the girl's fair and beautiful face.
Seeing her sleeping unguarded in his chair, his gaze deepened slightly.
She is Wen Xin, an intelligent being from Planet 0911, without a doubt, but she seems to be hiding many secrets.
As the butler of the post-apocalyptic survival game, his task is to maintain the game's order and rules, and eliminate any bugs that threaten the game.
Is she?
Looking at that small, soft girl, Butler 01 raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.
He seems to need to do some self-examination.
01 is certain that his program does not include an emotion component.
He will always be the most impartial and indifferent chief deacon of the game.
However, now...
Who exactly are you?
A low sigh dissipated on the rooftop with the gentle breeze.
...
Wen Xin slept for several hours, and when she woke up, the rooftop was still bathed in the bright spring sunshine.
However, the sunlight wasn't scorching or uncomfortable; it only gave a lazy feeling.
It should be a scene set up to complete the game.
The goal is to allow players to experience the joy of completing the game and the beauty of being alive after surviving a life-or-death escape crisis.
Um, should we praise the game's conscientious design for this?
Wen Xin glanced at the handsome man sitting in the other chair across the table and decided that, for his sake, she wouldn't criticize the game this time.
Wen Xin stirred her body, which was a little stiff from sleeping, and realized that she was covered with a blanket.
She didn't cover herself with a blanket before going to sleep, so there's only one possibility...
"Thank you, Brother 01. Brother 01 is so kind."
The girl's soft, sweet voice reached my ears, especially that one "brother," which made my heart tremble.
The butler, who had been resting with his eyes closed, twitched his raven-feather-like eyelashes slightly.
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