I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 32 Hello, Player

Su Yeye and Lin Miao didn't answer, they obviously didn't want to continue painting.

Wan An stared at the blank drawing paper in front of him, wondering in his heart: "Are you afraid?"

She is not very timid but not too small, she will be startled by some scary pictures that pop up suddenly, but only for a while.

Just take last night as an example. She was frightened by the coldness outside the dormitory when she first left the dormitory. Xie Juan's head popped out of her head, which also startled her at first.

But it was just a shock, and when I looked at it later, it was a head without a body, with a pale face and a weird smile.

So she really didn't have the inner fear like frightening Qin Ke to death.

Thinking about something, the brush adjusted the color on the palette, because when painting the human body, Wan'an habitually adjusted the skin color first to make the composition.

The stained paintbrush was stretching towards the drawing paper, and Wan An noticed the gaze beside him.

Turning her head, Xie Jue stared at the palette in her hand with light-colored eyes, with a smile on her lips.

Wan An stretched out the paintbrush on the drawing paper, trembling slightly.

Xie Yuchao also felt a little funny for a while.

Not long ago, this person grabbed his hand and said he couldn't draw, but he unconsciously showed that he didn't look like a cute new painter who didn't know anything.

Huh, NPC?

Sensing suspicion from Xie Juichao's gaze, Wan'an trembling hands, simply pressed the brush on the drawing paper, turned his head and stared at him coldly: "Junior Sister, please take the exam well."

"Okay, senior sister." Xie Juan smiled deeper at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Mingjun had a bitter face. Wan'an was an NPC and had no reference to help him, but Xie Yuchao was a player. Two players had already died because of Huahua. How could he dare to continue?
"Xie Chao, do you really dare to continue painting?" Yan Mingjun asked cautiously.

Su Yeye and Lin Miao were already doing badly, and Huang Mao was also doing badly because he was not affected by the test scores of the portrait task.

Jia Yinan stirred the paint, mixed various colors, and didn't get any color on the drawing paper, so she couldn't see what she wanted to do at the moment.

Only Yan Mingjun, Wang Ru and Cui Qi were nervous.

I am worried that painting will kill people, and I am also worried that there will be punishment for not painting.There is also the issue of color alignment, after all, alignment involves a safe zone.

"I have no shame in my heart, I can draw." Because Su Yeye and the other five made their move, Xie Yuchao had already seen the rules of the NPC's moves in this level.

Before writing, he glanced at Wan An again.

She still kept the first stroke of the brush exposed on the drawing paper, her eyes were lowered, as if she was looking at the drawing paper, Xie Juichao bent slightly to her side and stared at the pair of brown pupils.

His eyes were blank, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, but there was no response, obviously he didn't know where to go.

Xie Juichao glanced at Li Xiangling across Wan'an. She held a pen and looked seriously, drawing paper figurines on the drawing paper, which was completely different from Wan'an's lost soul at the moment.

Perhaps, this is the difference between npc painting and player painting.

Gently moving the easel closer to Wan'an, Xie Juichao blocked all the eyes of the players on the right who would look over.

Holding the pencil, he didn't move, but paid attention to Wan'an.

Wan'an felt something was wrong from the moment he finished fighting with Xie Juichao.

The environment is still the same classroom, but the surrounding players and npcs are gone, only she and Guan Yangyang who clasped their hands on the chair and placed them obediently on the abdomen.

She was sitting sideways to Wan'an, turned around, and faced Wan'an.

Raising his hand, he slowly brushed away his long hair.

Wan An was a little nervous holding the paintbrush, but she wasn't afraid.

She thought, Qin Ke and the others should see the same scene as what she sees now.

Guan Yangyang brushed back his long hair, revealing the face of the man they were afraid of.

But she really has no one to be afraid of.

Slowly brushing his long hair away, Guan Yangyang turned towards Wan'an, revealing a face with no facial features.

The skin is bluish gray.

Wan An's eyes were dull for a moment.

So people who are not afraid are here to scare her?

"You..." Wan'an said, not knowing what to say.

She was frightened, but not much, she acted like a plaster cast without facial features.

"Hello, player from the red team." Without facial features, Wan An could still clearly hear Guan Yangyang's clear girlish voice, with the accent on the word player.

(End of this chapter)