Please draw your way of death

Chapter 46

"Can you not pick things up?" Before anyone else had any opinions, his teammates couldn't stand it any longer, and smiled back in a womanly manner, as if they had quarreled with him before coming, "Are you going to kill me?" Is it satisfied that the players in the entire copy are in a hostile state?"

"So what if they're all hostile?" The man disdainfully said, "It's not like you have to form a team to pass the level. Since you're not teammates, I can't understand them and can't say it?"

This bad temper, sooner or later he will be implicated to death!

The woman gritted her teeth and sneered, turned her head away and stopped arguing with him.

The faces of the people in the next team were not very good-looking, but they didn't dare to confront him head-on.

After all, this is the only player who triggered and completed the side quest yesterday. In terms of strength, they will never be able to play!

Ning Mian looked over coldly at the end, and didn't move, but was attracted by Meng Qishu's movement to withdraw his wrist.

"What are you arguing about?" Meng Qishu's head was in a daze, and he couldn't hear what the group of them were talking about just now.His eyes were still closed, his forehead was propped on the table with one hand, and he felt that the noise just now was really noisy.

"It's nothing, you continue to sleep." Ning Mian finally let go of his wrist, and the next second saw the other party snort, lying on the table and squinting comfortably.

Not far away, the man glanced this way, snorted coldly, and curled the corner of his mouth with disdain.

Irony in general.

Ning Mian couldn't hold back her breath, and was about to stand up when Meng Qishu's wrist was suddenly grabbed by the side, so she sat back halfway.

With his forehead nestled in the crook of his arm, Meng Qishu held Ning Mianzhong's wrist with his other hand, and said in a vague voice, "Dinner is almost ready, what are you doing?"

Ning Mian's anger was half suppressed by his sound, and she said softly, "It's nothing."

"Oh." I don't know if Meng Qishu understood, but he responded, pulled Ning Mianzhong's arm over, buried it in the small space formed by the arm and face, and said for a while, "Don't pay attention to him, not worth it."

Although he didn't listen to the whole thing, he probably knew that someone was making trouble.

"Okay." Ning Mian finally said, obediently not moving, let Meng Qishu hug her arm to catch up on sleep.

A moment later, the dean appeared in the dining room and threw a handful of papers on the table.

With the experience of yesterday's lottery draw, this time the players were not far behind and chose their favorite pieces of paper from the table first.

So when Meng Qishu recovered from his drowsiness, there was only a small piece of paper left on the table.

He didn't dislike it either, he hooked the piece of paper and unfolded it with one hand.

"What mission?" Ning Mian had just finished reading her mission, and leaned over to ask Meng Qishu.

"Prepare lunch and dinner." Meng Qishu stuffed the note into his pocket and asked him concisely, "Your?"

"same as you."

"What a coincidence." Meng Qishu stopped yawning and smiled, "With you here, I don't worry that we won't be able to eat today."

Based on his enthusiasm for ordering takeaways for three meals a day, he probably boiled a pot of water to serve the players with steamed buns.

"What are you going to do this morning?"

"Let's start the main task." Ning Mian finally replied, "The little red flower hasn't arrived yet."

"Well, good." Meng Qishu nodded, "If you need to find me on the fourth floor, I won't run around."

Ning Mian finally looked at him, a little hesitant to speak.

This is the rhythm of planning to sleep all morning.

Sure enough, just after breakfast, Meng Qishu went straight up to the fourth floor, and went to bed without any hesitation.

The man who showed disdain for him at that time was preparing to do a task, and seeing him go straight up to the fourth floor, he couldn't help but curse.

What a waste!

Coincidentally, Ning Mian at the entrance of the restaurant finally overheard these words that were so low that they were almost inaudible.

So Ning Mian, who hadn't planned to let him go, finally didn't plan to let him go.

Meng Qishu, who had had enough sleep on the fourth floor, was still a little dazed when he woke up. After he was roughly awake, he got out of bed and went out.

Since meeting the dean, he can almost be said to be very comfortable.

Familiar Ben, familiar people, the right time and place, as long as he doesn't kill himself, nothing can kill him.

It's just that if you want to successfully clear the dungeon, you need three little red flowers, and the only way to get little red flowers is to deal with children.

Meng Qishu clicked his tongue lightly and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Difficult.

This is not his own death, this is the dungeon forcing him to die.

When he went down to the third floor, Meng Qishu saw the door of the dean's office open from a distance, but he couldn't see the dean's shadow.

He walked over and saw a player standing inside the room, sneaking around for no idea what he was doing.

Hearing the footsteps coming from outside the corridor, the player trembled in fright, turned around, took out the card and put on a look of attacking.

"What are you doing?" Meng Qishu walked into the room, crossed his arms and simply tilted his head.

Seeing that the player was the same as himself, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, put down the card and said, "A kid asked me to come to the dean's office to get something."

"I'll give you a little red flower when I'm done?"

"how do you know?"

Meng Qishu rolled his eyes: "What are you taking? If you get it, go out quickly."

Just open the door so big and rummage in the dungeon boss room, do you think you are dead?

But the player obviously had no chance to find what he wanted, because Meng Qishu was patted on the shoulder with a hand in the next second.

Looking at the terrified eyes of the player in front of him, Meng Qishu didn't need to turn his head to know who was patting him on the shoulder, but he still turned his head to save face, and said calmly, "You scared me, what should I do?"

Dean: ...Which person is scared like this?

"If you don't pay for a function card, it won't be over." Meng Qishu said seriously.

"Are you touching porcelain?" The dean finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He just sensed that there was an outsider in his office, how could he know that this kid was also there, blocking the door!

Taking advantage of the time between the two of them, the player quietly moved closer to the corner of the wall, and when he saw the gap, he was about to squeeze out of the gap beside the two of them.

Unexpectedly, before he could squeeze out, he was dragged back by the collar by the dean.

"Don't do things in front of me. I'm afraid of blood." Meng Qishu stood aside, away from the dean. "Also, remember to close the door when you go out. I'm also afraid of noise."

"..." The dean looked at him speechlessly, intending to drag him out and beat him up, "This is my office."

"I know," Meng Qishu nodded, "You don't want your office to be stained with blood, do you?"

Damn, I can't say it, I'm so angry!

The dean angrily dragged the player out, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

When he came back, Meng Qishu was sitting on his chair, looking at the glass jar on his desk.

"Damn it! Meng Qishu, don't touch my fish!" The dean with a kind appearance finally had the ferocity that a dungeon boss should have at this moment, and the reason was actually because of a fish.

Meng Qishu covered his ears subconsciously, and watched the dean rushing towards him in a big stride, taking the glass jar away from him in displeasure.

He curled his lips and said depressedly: "Why are you reacting so much? I don't want to eat it."

"I bought this from the system with points. It's too expensive, so you're not allowed to touch it!" The dean was like a beast protecting its food, holding the fish tank tightly and staring at Meng Qishu vigilantly.

"Then your life is quite leisurely," Meng Qishu got up from the chair and stretched, "Is that bird in the yard yours too?"

"You still touched my bird?" The dean was about to explode.

"I'm not going to kill them." Meng Qishu just raised his hands in surrender. He said as he walked towards the door, "Come on, I won't spend time with you. I'll go out for a stroll."

Open the door, go out, before the door closes, Meng Qishu poked his head in again and said: "The dean, I want to eat some meat for lunch today, is there any fish?"

"roll!"

Meng Qishu shrank his head quickly, and retreated before the dean kicked up, and then heard the door being kicked shut and locked with a click.

It's so fierce, didn't he just smash a few windows and drop a few bowls back then, why should we be so guarded against him now?

Just as it was almost lunch time, Meng Qishu went downstairs and headed straight for the kitchen.

But when he passed the courtyard, he clearly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the courtyard.

He raised his head and glanced around. All the players who met his eyes subconsciously avoided his eyes and turned to do other things.

Meng Qishu:? ? ?

what's the situation?

He didn't know that when he was talking nonsense with the dean, the image of himself and the dungeon boss "working hand in hand" had already spread among the players.

The player who was lucky enough to see Meng Qishu "hook shoulders" with the dean said that this guy not only didn't run away when the dean came, but even helped him figure out how to kill the player!

Meng Qishu entered the kitchen with a confused face, and saw Ning Mian was preparing the ingredients as usual.

"What should I do?" Meng Qishu stepped forward, eager to try.

chop vegetables?Cook?Seasoning?

Ning Mian finally took a look at the half-cut vegetables, thought for a while, put down the kitchen knife and took out a branch from a bundle of branches against the wall, and said, "Light the fire."

"..." Meng Qishu was at a loss while holding the branch, gritted his teeth for a while and said in a low voice, "Who do you look down on in Ning Mian?"

"I just don't want you to be too tired." I just want a meal.

Ning Mian finally didn't say the second half of the sentence, guilty of not daring to look him in the eye.

But fortunately, Meng Qishu is also a master who is happy to have a leisurely time, and it suits him not to do it himself, so he didn't care about it and squatted aside to light the fire.

When the food was served on the table, the man and woman who had asked them to form a team before were not there, but the rest of them were all ready.

The person who stole in the dean's office in the morning was really miserable. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and one arm was directly broken.

So Meng Qishu once again firmly believed in a certain sentence he said before.

It really is unbelievable.

The more deceptive the appearance, the harder the beating!

"By the way, the brother who made trouble this morning is still in the infirmary, right?"

Not far away, the five people who gathered together murmured in low voices, sneaking a look at Meng Qishu and Ning Mianzhong who were eating as if nothing had happened. When their eyes shifted to the person behind, they were obviously a little scared.

"It should be. I passed there just now, and I heard them arguing in the infirmary."

"But it's really cool to watch! After working all morning, not only the fruits of labor were intercepted by others at the last moment, but also got beaten up. What a tragedy! What a tragedy!"

"That's not what he wants to single out, he deserves it!"

The five of them recalled Ning Mian's expression when he finally received the heads-up invitation, and shivered collectively.

When the other party was in a state of desperation, the boss just turned his eyes away lightly, and his voice was light and light, but it made people feel unreasonable pressure.

[Single out? 】

[Extremely happy. 】