They Are Not Human!

The most delicious prey? ? ?

Wen Qing was frightened by 001's words, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

He cried for a while, and the panel showing personal information suddenly jumped to another interface—[Welcome players to the World Mall]

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and then heard 001 say: [Open the mall and deduct 100 points. 】

? ? ?

Why is this system free to spend his money?

Wen Qing's lips trembled slightly, and she said with a crying voice: "Thank you, thank you..."

Can he apply for a system change?

【Can't. ] 001 said.

Wen Qing paused and widened his eyes suddenly: "You, do you know what I'm thinking?"

001: [Hmm. 】

Wen Qing's tears rained as follows, thinking that 001 must have heard his complaints, so he was angry, and then spent his money.

It's not his personal system, it's his personal ancestry...

Thinking of this, Wen Qing quickly rubbed her eyes, stopped her thoughts, and forced herself to boast silently in her heart. It's really a personalized system...

He didn't dare to think about it any more, let go of himself, and looked at the mall that cost 100 yuan to open.

There is a scrolling red bottom announcement at the top: [Friendly reminder: Massacre is forbidden in the world! Players are invited to actively participate in the game! 】

Wen Qing lowered his head and looked at the items in the mall.

[Pure water: 2 points. 】

[Instant noodles: 3 points. 】

[Knife: 20 points. 】

...

The prices are similar to those in the real world, and the items purchased in the mall can appear directly in the house without going out.

Wen Qing saw the bottom of the mall and found nothing other than daily necessities.

This mall feels like an ordinary online supermarket.

He asked 001 softly: [Can't you buy props or something? 】

001: [Props and buffs are only dropped from copies and cannot be purchased. 】

"Okay." Wen Qing replied, slowly got up from the ground, washed his face, and walked around the various rooms.

There are drinks, fruits and vegetables, fast food, etc. in the kitchen refrigerator. The bedroom wardrobe is full of clothes, and the necessities of the bathroom are also fully equipped.

Wen Qing was a little flustered by the detailed preparation of the housing materials. He touched this, touched that, glanced at their prices in the mall, and asked cautiously, "Isn't these things bought with my points?"

001: [No. 】

Those things come with the house.

Wen let out a sigh of relief, and his depressed mood eased a lot.

He cooked a bowl of dumplings, and after eating and drinking, he got into the quilt, covered his head and fell asleep.

****

Wen Qing stayed in the house for six days without leaving home.

It was not until the last day that he put on a mask and hat and went shopping on the street.

There are many people wearing masks and masks on the street, and his dress is not obtrusive.

Some of the shops on the street are unmanned and some have waiters and shopping guides. Wen Qing found a small restaurant with the largest number of families, and stayed in the crowd until one minute before the visa expired before going to the new copy.

This time, I didn't go to the rooftop, but directly entered the copy world.

In front of it is a school, and there is a school plaque standing at the gate of the school, which reads three golden characters - Seminary.

Looking at the divine character, Wen Qing suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, he heard the sound of the system.

[God-level dungeon seminary officially opened. 】

[Six days later will be the God's Birthday Celebration. The Seminary is understaffed. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the God's Birthday sacrificial activities, an exception is made to recruit students during the period. The Seminary has strict requirements and must pay attention to the school rules. 】

[Main quest: Survive for seven days. 】

[Advanced task: Find out the hidden secrets of the seminary. 】

Hearing that it was another god-level copy, Wen Qing's face was bloodless.

He, he's old and unlucky...

Wen Qing's mind was in a mess, and he didn't even notice that one of the players had been staring at him.

"Bai, Brother Bai..." A slender boy walked up to a man.

Bai Tong glanced at the boy who took the initiative to approach, and responded perfunctorily.

"Brother Bai, it was my first time to clear customs, and you helped me when I arrived in the world..."

Bai Tong tilted his head and saw the pleasing and seductive look in the eyes of the talking boy.

Seeing the other party looking at him, the boy's eyes lit up, and he reached out and hooked the back of Baitong's hand suggestively: "Brother Bai, it's a fate that we can enter a dungeon..."

Bai Tong's face turned cold, he frowned and pulled the distance between the two, before the boy finished speaking, he turned and walked towards Wen Qing.

He walked in front of Wen Qing, only to see Wen Qing's eyes in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and didn't notice his approach at all.

Bai Tong chuckled lightly, raised his hand to touch his peaked cap, and said with a smile, "How dare you go into a dungeon?"

Wen Qing regained her senses, but before she could see who the person in front of her was, she suddenly hid aside like a frightened bird.

Bai Tong raised his eyebrows: "You forgot so soon?"

It was only then that Wen Qing noticed that the person in front of him was Bai Tong. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and he was able to meet an acquaintance in the copy.

"You, you... what a coincidence."

"It's quite a coincidence." Bai Tong lowered his eyes, Wen Qing wore a mask and hat, only revealing her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her extremely shallow pupils looked like transparent glass beads under the sunlight.

Wen Qing looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and said in a soft voice, "That... does the novice guide count?"

"I-I can give more points."

The smile on Bai Tong's lips faded, and after a while, he asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Still..." He paused, the temperature of his voice getting lower, "What do you want me to do?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, can one point still be used to conjure people?

He didn't think much about it and asked, "What does that advanced task mean? Is it necessary to do it?"

Bai Tong didn't expect it to be such a basic problem, so he was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Didn't the system tell you?"

Wen nodded lightly, shook his head again, and whispered, "I dare not ask..."

He dared not ask his ancestors...

Bai Tong lowered his head and saw Wen Qing's reddish tips, whether it was because of shyness or nervousness.

He explained: "Completing the main mission can clear the level, and completing the advanced mission can clear the level in advance. You don't need to survive for seven days, and there will be additional rewards."

Wen Qing exhaled: "Fortunately, the main task is simple."

Anyway, it is impossible for him to complete the advanced task.

Bai Tong glanced at him: "Why is the task of the god-level copy so easy?"

Wen Qing looked blank and repeated his words: "Why?"

Bai Tong sighed helplessly: "The simpler the task, the more dangerous the copy is."

This dungeon is so dangerous that it only requires the player to survive.

Wen Qing's eyes darkened, how difficult is this copy? !

He couldn't understand the simple ones, let alone the hard ones.

Seeing that his eyes were a little out of focus, he was obviously thinking about something, and Bai Tong asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Wen Qing looked confused, thought about it, and said tentatively, "Thank you for telling me?"

Looking at his clear eyes, Bai Tong couldn't help but chuckle.

Wen Qing was a little puzzled, what's so funny about what you just said?

Suddenly, the voices of the surrounding players suddenly became smaller.

Wen Qing raised her eyes and saw a man and a woman walking out of the school.

They were about the same age, in their thirties, wearing regular shirts and business attire, and looked like regular school teachers.

The man walked straight to the crowd and said with a smile, "You are new students, come in with me first."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and follow them together.

The building of this seminary is also similar to that of an ordinary school, with several similar buildings and a church-like spire. There are large and small angel sculptures everywhere on the campus, on the lawn, on the roadside, and in front of the building.

Wen Qing took two more glances at these angel sculptures. The sculptures were spotless, not even a smudge, but the base of the sculpture was entangled with green vines.

"My surname is Chen, you can call me Teacher Chen," the male teacher said suddenly, and said to everyone, "The seminary is different from ordinary schools. It is protected by God, so every student must take a test before entering the school."

As soon as the voice fell, the expressions of the players changed.

In less than five minutes into the copy, things started.

Wen Qing also lifted her eyelids and looked at Teacher Chen nervously.

"Mr. Chen, what is the entrance test to test?" Bai Tong asked.

Teacher Chen explained with a smile: "This is the seminary, of course, you are going to the temple to test your fate with God."

Hearing this, Wen Qing's face turned pale.

It's over, he still has a guide buff on him.

Shouldn't it be eaten directly after a while?

【Won't. 】The cold voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Wen Qing was taken aback and stood on the spot for a while before slowly realizing that this was 001, not the main system.

001 said in a cold voice: [Guide buff: All non-humans will have a favorable impression of your voice. 】

Wen Qing understood, non-human beings would have a good impression on him, and the entrance test tested the fate of God.

Then he should pass the test smoothly, right?

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, how is the test going to be tested?" someone asked.

Teacher Chen explained patiently: "It is naturally determined by God."

Perhaps seeing everyone's worries, he smiled and said, "God favors young humans the most. You are the best age now, so don't worry."

Wen Wei was slightly startled, God favors young humans the most...

Is this sentence universal?

Seeing that Wen Qing suddenly fell to the end of the team, Bai Tong paused, and when he walked to his side, he asked casually, "How old are you?"

Wen said softly, "Twenty."

"I'm twenty-seven, older than you." Bai Tong said.

Wen Qing tilted her head blankly, looked at Bai Tong's handsome profile, and slowly comforted: "You are not old, you are only twenty-seven."

Bai Tong was slightly startled, and continued: "If I want to die, I will die first, so don't be so afraid."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, then realized that he was comforting himself, and thanked him softly.

Teacher Chen led the crowd through the campus and into the church-like spire.

The temple looks like a large auditorium, but there are no tables and chairs inside, it is empty, only a huge white statue about four or five meters high in the middle, and there is a two-meter-high round platform in front of the sculpture, which seems to be for people to pray.

The moment he saw the statue, Teacher Chen bowed his head in awe, folded his hands on his chest, and made a prayer: "This is the **** the school serves."

Wen Qing followed the teacher Chen and lowered her head.

The closer you get, the more you can see the details of the sculpture. It is not made of any material. The muscle texture of the sculpture is extraordinarily realistic and lifelike.

Someone couldn't help but asked aloud, "Teacher, how do you test?"

Teacher Chen did not explain, and led everyone to the high platform. The high platform was not empty, but a stone tablet was placed.

Half of the stele was engraved with names.

Teacher Chen pointed to the blank space of the stele and said to the crowd, "Engrave your name, and God will announce the answer."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to come forward first.

After a while, Bai Tong was the first to step forward and engraved a white character on the stone tablet.

He got up and put down the stone carving knife. Teacher Chen suddenly turned cold and warned, "God knows everything."

"Don't try to play tricks."

Bai Tong frowned.

"Write your full name," Mr. Chen said with a gloomy face. He didn't look as amiable as before. He turned to look at the crowd, and said sternly, "You guys haven't officially entered the school yet, so this time I'm not going to hold you accountable."

"This kind of thing is not an exception!"

Bai Tong frowned and slowly engraved his name.

Before long, a gust of wind blew.

The windows in the temple were not opened, and the wind was very strange.

Everyone was frightened, and Teacher Chen's expression loosened slightly and said, "The next classmate."

"Next person."

"Next person."

...

While looking at the other players, Wen Qing counted the number of players, and when she counted to ten, she saw a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, deep facial features, and a cold expression.

The man stood there, his eyes lowered and motionless.

Teacher Chen shouted, "This classmate, it's your turn."

The man remained motionless.

Wen Qing blinked, and couldn't help but lowered her voice and asked Bai Tong, "That... do foreigners understand Chinese?"

Bai Tong puffed out a laugh: "Have you never been out?"

Otherwise it would be impossible to ask such an obvious question.

Wen Qing was a little bewildered.

Bai Tong whispered: "In this world, there will be no obstacles to communication between people."

Wen Qing pondered for a while and then understood.

They don't necessarily speak the same language that others hear.

In conclusion, language is not a problem in this game world.

Wen Qing tilted his head and met his mixed-race green eyes. His eyes were slightly raised, the iris was green, and the pupil in the center was dark, like the eyes of a beast.

Wen Qing instinctively felt the danger and quickly retracted her gaze.

The man stepped forward and inscribed his name expressionlessly.

A cold wind blows.

Teacher Chen: "Very good, next one."

After watching for a while, Wen Qing found that different people will have different degrees of wind, some big and some small. Looking at Teacher Chen's reaction, it seems that the wind is better.

Soon, it was Wen Qing's turn.

He stepped forward and picked up the stone carving knife.

With his eyes closed and his body naked, the statue can clearly see his muscles and the giant three inches below his navel.

As soon as Wen Qing raised her eyes, she met the shockingly realistic organs.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said to himself silently in his heart, this is art, this is art...

Wen Qing grasped the carving knife and slowly carved his name stroke by stroke.

At the moment when the last stroke was engraved, the rustling of the players behind him disappeared, and the temple became extremely quiet, so quiet that Wen Qing could clearly hear her heartbeat.

What happened?

His heartbeat accelerated sharply, and he tilted his head cautiously, only to see Teacher Chen's excited and twisted expression on the side.

On the contrary, the players were terrified and pale.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and she slowly raised her eyes.

The idol lowered his head at some point, his eyelids slowly lifted, revealing a pair of eyes that looked like a living person, with clear black and white, bottomless pupils staring straight at him.

In a trance, Wen Qing seemed to hear a familiar laugh in her ears.