bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 250 Literacy
"If you don't mind my son, why don't I drink this cup with you, so as to relieve the worries of the cold weather?"

Bu Qianqian was originally the top card, so she would never come out to attract customers by herself.

But now that the entire Yihonglou is in charge of her, she always intends to be more familiar with these strangers.Her previous experience in the Yuhua Building made her inexplicably feel that these guests might be important in the future.

Therefore, just after her companion left, Sherlock Hook, who looked quite elegant and delicate, became her polite target.

"You're welcome, girl."

Looking at Bu Qianqian, Sherlock Hook couldn't help sighing in his heart that the character models in this game are really exquisite: "It's really a blessing to have such a beautiful woman as a companion."

Bu Qianqian smiled shyly, and gently took the wine glass in front of Sherlock Hook and filled it up: "Where is the young master from, are you still used to coming to Skyhawk City?"

Sherlock Hook shrugged: "I, I'm just an unemployed vagrant, just a bad gamer."

Bu Qianqian naturally couldn't hear this sentence, Sherlock Hook looked at her who seemed to be deaf, and sighed in his heart.

He always likes to test the reactions of these NPCs, but at present, it seems that just like the inside time, any conversations involving the real world, or pointing out that this is a game that violates the concept of "role-playing", the NPCs are automatically unable to respond. identified.

"It seems that the AI's default level of natural language recognition is quite high."

Sherlock Hook was talking to himself, and smiled at Bu Qianqian: "As you can see, we are just a group of strangers. We were lucky enough to be taken in by the Simeng Sect and went to the front line. Naturally, we came to repay the favor."

The two chatted for a few words, even though Sherlock Hook was a bit reluctant to let go, but Bu Qianqian is worthy of knowing countless people, and can always pick up the embarrassing conversation comfortably. Before they knew it, they had already had a good conversation It's like a confidant.

The small half of the jug of wine was quickly drained, and Bu Qianqian winked at a passerby, and he quickly fetched a jug, Sherlock Hook couldn't help showing embarrassment:
"Miss Qianqian, I... we don't have anything to worry about right now, they are all brought out by the sect to fight, I'm afraid it's..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he was very angry for no reason.

Damn it, what is it to show your timidity in front of NPC beauties while playing a game?
Unexpectedly, Bu Qianqian just smiled: "My lord, you sacrificed your life for the country. We opened the restaurant, and we just gave you a pot of wine, which is not enough. How can we ask for your money?"

She filled a cup and handed it gently, blinking her bright eyes: "If you and your friends can take care of Yi Honglou more in the future, Qianqian will be satisfied."

"That... of course."

Sherlock Hook drank a cup, and was startled when he found himself blushing because of being teased by an NPC.

He hurriedly tried his best to clear his mind, looked at Bu Qianqian, suddenly his mind moved, picked up his chopsticks, dipped in the wine lightly, and wrote a few words on the table: "Miss Qianqian, I want to ask you, is this listening?" Have you ever seen it?"

He wrote down a few key words:

Server, Player, PVP
These are words that NPCs should not know.

Sure enough, Bu Qianqian took a closer look, and shook her head regretfully: "Qianqian has little talent, only learned some lyrics in this fireworks place since she was a child, and I really don't recognize them."

"really……"

Sherlock Hook pondered for a moment, wrote a few more strokes, and then asked, "How about this?"

What he wrote was these words: service, play

"Service, play?"

Bu Qianqian blinked: "I wonder if Qianqian read it right?"

"That's right, that's right!"

Sherlock Hook excitedly pointed to the "service" and "server" he wrote, and said, "Aren't the first two characters the same in shape?"

Figuring out the NPC's natural language filtering mechanism is an important step in Yinology.

"This……"

Bu Qianqian took a closer look, but said apologetically, "Don't be surprised, my lord, but the word service is quite different from what you left in front of me."

different……

Sherlock Hook was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, and nodded.

It seems that the level of thinking of these NPCs has blocked the relevant information, so it can only be said that this way is blocked.

Seeing his undisguised disappointment, Bu Qianqian smiled: "My son's actions made Qianqian think of a nobleman, and also made Qianqian recognize this unrecognizable character."

"Are you also asked to recognize such unrecognizable characters?"

Sherlock Hook thought for a moment, and felt that it was natural and reasonable for other Yinology enthusiasts to be curious about it, and it was not a strange thing.

At this moment, Tang Xiaobei and his party had come back from the dungeon yelling, and when Bu Qianqian saw them from a distance, he got up and bowed slightly: "The young master's guests and friends have arrived, so Qianqian will not bother you any more. If there is a good match, , there will be a period later."

Looking at her back as she turned and left, Sherlock Hook felt somewhat lost.

"How is the level of NPCs higher than real people..."

He stared blankly at Bu Qianqian who had disappeared into the crowd, and finally calmed down when Tang Xiaobei and his party took their seats noisily.

As soon as Bu Qianqian stepped up the stairs to the top floor, a man dressed in the costume of an inner disciple of the Hanying Sect greeted him: "Miss Qianqian, how are you doing? What did you find out?"

This person was Brother Yun who was almost expelled from the Han Yingzong back then. Since he was spared by Yang Kai, Brother Yun was thrown into the Yihong Building to help Bu Qianqian, as if he was running errands.

"The alien may really have no money."

Bu Qianqian sighed, and said: "Those below who pack wine and banquets, if nothing else happens, they should all contribute money to set up the table. Just remember to tell the guys not to give them credit."

"Um, what else?"

Brother Yun nodded as seriously as a chicken pecking at rice, and Bu Qianqian smiled slightly: "According to what that scholar-like stranger said, most of the people who come to the front line of Tianying City are warriors among strangers, but if you fight If it gets bigger, there will be more strangers coming."

"If this is the case, the building will have to arrange it in advance."

Brother Yun thought about it and said, "It's thanks to you, Miss Qianqian, otherwise we wouldn't know anything, and when there are too many people, we can only be caught blind."

"No matter what, Han Yingzong is willing to treat us prostitutes with such generosity, which is already a great kindness."

Bu Qianqian nodded slightly: "I also found out that the food and drinks of other people can actually be catered for, and there is no need to prepare those complicated dishes. Instead, the pavilion is the most important thing, no matter how big or small, it must be ordered."

"It's important to have a roof to keep out the wind and rain." Brother Yun echoed.

Bu Qianqian nodded, leaning sideways on the railing of the stairs, looking down at the strange people downstairs: "Also... about these strange people, maybe your Junior Brother Gu was also related."

The young man surnamed Gu also did the things of reading and reading pictures today, why is that?
"Gu Hanyang..."

Brother Yun sighed, and also looked at the strangers downstairs: "I heard that Junior Brother Gu has put in a lot of effort from building the building to recruiting people, to the current arrangement of the Han Yingzong, and I feel ashamed to be his helper." Brother...he hasn't heard from him yet, I just hope that when the war breaks out, he will be safe in West Asia."

(End of this chapter)