"If you're worried, I have that tool here..."
Just when Yu Qirong was about to give up recruiting Lu Pingsha, Bai Shi, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke in a low voice: "We can sign an agreement that we will not hurt each other. It should be written that the agreement will become invalid after we complete this mission world. If we do something that violates the agreement before then, we will die immediately."
Yu Qirong pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, but I want to add a condition. After you pass this mission world, I want your points."
"Don't you want to..." When Lu Pingsha saw him looking at Bai Shi, he struggled to get up, but was kicked back to the ground by the one-eyed ghost beside Yu Qirong.
"If you guys are flocking to it like this, it must be something good." Yu Qirong seemed to be thinking about something, with calculations in his bright red pupils. He said slowly: "I won't ask you for more, each person... 900."
He looked at the task panel in front of him. The points for completing the main task were 1,000, and he only asked for nine-tenths. Yu Qirong was satisfied with himself as a kind "high-risk NPC".
"900?" Lu Pingsha opened his eyes wide. To them, this was like coming to this world for nothing. He said, "It's too much, right? It's useless for an NPC like you to get points..."
"Is it a lot?" The white-haired beauty's eyes flashed with innocence, and her tone was still serious: "900 points to buy your life, isn't it worth it?"
He exuded the ghostly aura that Lu Pingsha had only seen in other copies, but Yu Qirong's seemed to be a crimson light, making him more like a ghost.
It's already obvious that this is a forced sale.
Lu Pingsha was afraid that if he nodded a second later, he would lose his head.
Yu Qirong signed on Bai Shi's parchment, and held the mask he had picked from Lu Pingsha with satisfaction, and said happily: "It's not a bad thing for you. At least with the constraints of points and the agreement, you don't have to worry about your personal safety."
Lu Pingsha was finally untied. He rubbed his wrists that were left with rope marks. He took a look at the most inconspicuous prop in his prop library. For a few seconds, he actually had the same idea as Liang Xue: it was very suitable for Yu Qirong.
But he found a reasonable explanation for himself in a flash - they were all just vases. Yu Qirong looked sickly and beautiful, and at first glance she looked like a fragile vase, just like the props he had chosen, which were all vases that looked good but were not useful.
"When can we pass the customs?" Lu Pingsha asked.
Yu Qirong put away the mask in his hand, looked at the four "partners" whose eyes seemed to be filled with expectation like young birds, and agreed: "It won't take long...Okay, then I'll finish one for you right now."
He patted the table in front of him, looked at the four people, and raised his chin: "Pull out a hair."
"..." The four of them looked at each other, and finally Bai Shixian gritted his teeth, pulled a short hair from his head, held it in his hand and handed it to Yu Qirong.
As a person who is often frightened, Bai Shi's hair is already thin, and pulling out this one hair was painful. Unexpectedly, Yu Qirong curled her lips in disdain and complained, "Too short."
Among the four people, only Liang Xue and Xu Yanan's hair was long enough. They pulled out two strands each and shared them with the other two people. Then they looked at Yu Qirong, waiting for his next instruction.
Yu Qirong pulled out a white hair from his head with pain, pulled it into a straight thin thread, and gently scratched it against the sharp edge of the table, leaving a shallow white mark on the painted surface of the table.
In just a moment, a blood line almost as long as the white mark on the table appeared on Yu Qirong's neck.
The slight pain made Yu Qirong frown slightly. He reached out and wiped off the red blood without caring, then turned to look at the four people standing beside him: "Has the mission progress increased?"
"No." Lu Pingsha checked his task panel and looked at Yu Qirong with a frown, his eyes seeming to suspect that he was deceiving them.
"Sure enough." Yu Qirong opened the task panel and confirmed that his task progress had advanced by 15%. He explained, "If no one dies, you must violate school rules to complete the task progress. Come on. Pay attention to the strength, otherwise your neck will break."
"..." It was clearly a well-intentioned reminder, but some people heard it as a threat.
Yu Qirong didn't care about what the other four people thought. He sat at a table on the side and watched the four people scratch the table with their hair one by one. Each of them was injured to varying degrees.
Xu Yanan's hand trembled. The wound was the deepest and almost injured a blood vessel. She covered her neck and took small breaths, as if she was glad that she had walked through the gates of hell.
"Are you okay? Do you have any healing powder?" Lu Pingsha was quite caring towards his teammates. He walked up to Xu Yanan and asked considerately.
Xu Yanan nodded, tilted his head and poured the medicine powder exchanged with points onto the wound on his neck.
The wound was not big, but the location was fatal, and it was dangerous because it was a little deeper. Only a small amount of the powder was used, and there was still a lot left. Xu Yanan hesitated and looked towards Yu Qirong who was looking to the other side.
Lu Pingsha knew what she was going to do, but he did not say anything to stop her. Under the constraints of the agreement, they and this beautiful sick beauty could barely be considered allies, and the injury on his arm was caused by him.
"Well, this can heal the wound on your arm." Xu Yanan took the remaining medicine powder and walked to Yu Qirong. Afraid that he would not believe her, she raised her neck and pointed at her healed wound and said to Yu Qirong, "Look, mine is already healed."
"Thank you." Yu Qirong took the bottle of powder with his porcelain-white, bony fingers. He did not rush to sprinkle it on his wound. Instead, he played with the small medicine bottle and asked curiously, "Where did this medicine come from?"
"We redeem them with points in the mall." Xu Yanan glanced at Yu Qirong timidly, and thinking that Yu Qirong probably didn't have a system, he continued to explain: "It's the one that sends us tasks. We can accumulate points by completing tasks, and use the points to redeem some emergency supplies in the mall. Points can also be used to go home."
When it came to going home, the little girl started to talk more. She danced with her hands and tried her best to describe the details of her home to Yu Qirong: she had a big orange tree, and several potted plants that could bloom...
After saying a lot, Xu Yanan finally realized that he had been too long-winded. However, Yu Qirong not only did not show any impatience, but his cold face showed a bit of yearning.
At this moment, she suddenly no longer felt that Yu Qirong in front of her was a ghost, but vaguely felt that Yu Qirong also had some human aura.
Yu Qirong had never seen what Xu Yanan said with his own eyes. Ever since he could remember, he had been living in this school where all his classmates looked a bit ugly, studying the same courses day after day. He had only heard about the things the little girl said in books - he thought they were just made up by the author to fool people.
He pinched the dragon hook jade on his wrist.
Since this thing has assigned him a task, it should also be able to give him the same reward, give him points and props, and take him... out.
After all, Yu Qirong had long been tired of staying here. He wanted to find Tang Xingfei, and also wanted to go out and see other worlds.
He also has to progress the task himself, and with the help of four people, it's just a piece of cake, and he can earn some points and props by the way. It's a worthwhile deal.
"...Okay." Yu Qirong collected his thoughts, clapped his hands, and called the four people's attention like a child, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the dormitory."
"Excuse me, is it dangerous in the dormitory building at night?" Liang Xue's voice trembled. It was not the first time she lived in a dormitory in high school, but Tangxuli was a scary world after all. The darker the night, the more terrifying it was. She could imagine how dangerous the dormitory building was without even having to enter it.
"Dangerous?" Yu Qirong tilted his head and thought for a moment, his expression innocent. Then he shook his head firmly and gave a definite answer: "Not dangerous at all."
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