Please draw your way of death

Chapter 39

[Duplicate information: Hope Orphanage is an old orphanage that has been established for 18 years. In order to ensure the quality of life of the children in the orphanage, it is now recruiting several teachers from the society, and those with experience are given priority.Requirements: 1. Like children and be able to interact and communicate with them in a friendly manner; 2. If necessary, take care of the children's diet and courses, and must have relevant qualification certification; Then decide whether to hire or not. 】

[Dungeon task: As an applicant who came to apply for the position of a teacher and passed the initial test, the player needs to complete a one-week trial period in the Hope Orphanage, and get three little red flowers presented by the children, and stay in the job. 】

[Note: There are multiple side missions in this dungeon, please explore boldly. After completing the side missions, you can get a function card. 】

Meng Qishu put away the cards, looked up at the old locked iron door in front of him, frowning and thinking about something.

In front of this door, apart from him, there are already eight players, six old players, two new players, only Ning Mianchu is missing.

Meng Qishu glanced over there, and the rest of the players gathered together to form a circle. An old player was talking to the two new players, most likely about the rules of the dungeon.

Someone invited him to come with him just now, but he declined.

He doesn't know why he's in a bad mood now, maybe it's because the orphanage's gloomy background gave him a very depressed feeling, even his temper seemed to be affected, and he couldn't stop being restless since he entered the dungeon resistance.

I don't know where Ning Mian went and why she hasn't come yet.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and Meng Qishu was about to turn his head when he was embraced by that man from behind.

"Have you waited long?" Ning Mian finally put her arms around his waist from behind him and laughed.

Meng Qishu put one hand on the other's hands clasped on his lower abdomen, tilted his head slightly and hooked the corners of his lips, but his tone was unwilling to give in: "Who is waiting for you?"

Strange to say, after seeing Ning Mian Zhong, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to subside a little.

Ning Mian finally didn't say anything, let go of his waist, and took his hand from where he couldn't see.

"Isn't it time to go in?"

"Well, we have to wait for the headmaster to open the door," Meng Qishu replied, "Everyone has an invitation letter with the address of the orphanage and the meeting time."

"How long until we meet?"

"It's almost time..." Meng Qishu looked around, but didn't see anything that could tell the time. "The time to enter the copy should not be long after the start of the mission."

As soon as the words fell, the two heard a rattling sound from the iron gate next to them. Meng Qishu turned his head and saw a kind-faced old man behind the iron gate unlocking the lock with a bunch of keys.

The other players naturally heard the sound and turned their heads to look over.

The old man opened the iron gate and smiled at the eyes of the players: "Are you the applicants who have passed the preliminary examination? I am the director of this orphanage. Welcome everyone, please come in."

Everyone didn't dare to move, and the dean was not annoyed, just looked at the players with a smile.

After a moment of silence, the players who got together at the beginning exchanged cautious glances with each other, and began to walk in in twos and threes.

When the rest of the people walked into the orphanage, Meng Qishu and the two still didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Ning Mian finally took a look at Meng Qishu's face. For some reason, he always felt that Meng Qishu's current mood was not particularly stable, which made people feel a little worried.

Meng Qishu didn't answer him, just pursed his lips and looked at the kind old man with an unpredictable and complicated look in his eyes.

"Aren't you two going to come in?" The dean turned his gaze to Meng Qishu, still with a formulaic and kind smile, "Or are you going to voluntarily give up working in this hospital?"

Meng Qishu took a deep breath, held Ning Mianzhong's hand tightly with his backhand, and pulled him inside: "No."

The dean watched the two enter, locked the door again, turned around and said to the players who had been looking at him: "From today, everyone will start a week-long internship. I will take up my post. From now until lunch time, everyone can visit the orphanage at will, and get familiar with the living habits in the orphanage as soon as possible, and I will assign tasks to you in detail starting in the afternoon. Do you have any questions?"

After listening to the dean's words, the eyes of several old players flashed.

Feel free to visit, isn't this a safe period in the morning?

The dean waited for a while, but no one asked any questions, and continued: "Then I won't disturb your visit time, and you can disband on your own."

After speaking, he no longer stayed in place, turned around and walked into the room.

As soon as the dean left, the players who stayed at the place became active. Ning Mian finally glanced over there briefly, and roughly judged that they should be forming a team on their own, so she didn't pay attention there anymore, and turned her head to care about Meng Qishu. Case.

"Is there something wrong with the dean just now?"

From the moment he saw the dean, Meng Qishu's expression was very solemn, which was completely unlike his temperament.

"Huh?" Meng Qishu came back to his senses, with hesitation in his eyes, "He... is fine."

"Then you are..."

"It should be, I'm a little stressed." Meng Qishu evaded, as if he didn't intend to say more, "His face is very familiar..."

"Do you know anyone who looks like him in real life?" Ning Mian finally asked, always feeling that Meng Qishu was resisting something.

"No." Meng Qishu frowned and added, "I haven't seen it."

Ning Mian finally wanted to ask something, but a man and a woman suddenly walked over there, interrupting Ning Mian's thoughts.

"You two are old players, so are we. Do you want to form a team together?" The woman spoke first, with a kind smile on her face.

"No, we..." Ning Mian was about to refuse at last, but Meng Qishu who was at the side preempted the conversation.

"Aren't you on the same team as them?" Meng Qishu frowned and gestured to the people behind them with his eyes.

If I remember correctly, the eight of them had almost formed a friendly alliance before they came in.

"Ah, you said that over there." The woman followed Meng Qishu's eyes to look over there, and said indifferently, "There was a little unpleasantness, so the two of us withdrew on our own, just seeing that there were few of you, so we wanted to get together Team."

"Unpleasant?" Ning Mian finally repeated.

"It's not that they have to protect some newcomers." The man snorted dissatisfiedly, with boredom written all over his face, "It's good to be willing to form a team with newcomers, but in the end they have to fulfill the obligation of protection. This is not taking us for free Labor, I won't do it!"

So this is ah.

Some old players really don't have the patience to bring in newcomers, and it's normal to have some conflicts in this regard.

Meng Qishu glanced at the two of them and said, "Do you have any requirements for your teammates?"

"If veteran players form a team, there are not so many requirements." The woman still smiled kindly, "As long as you can communicate with each other with effective information every day, and, when necessary, protect the safety of your teammates."

If you put it in an ordinary dungeon and form a team for this requirement, although there is no benefit, it is indeed not a loss.

But Meng Qishu was inexplicably unhappy with this attitude, so much so that he didn't even think about forming a team.

"Sorry, it seems that we can't finish it, let's let it go as a team." Meng Qishu resisted the impatience in his heart, and said in a calm voice as much as possible.

"Damn! If you can't even fulfill this requirement, then what kind of team are you forming?" The man yelled, turned around and left, "Why doesn't this guy even have a decent person? Either he's bringing in newbies or he doesn't even have a few requirements. I can't stand it, I'll die!"

Hearing this, Meng Qishu couldn't help but frown even tighter, and even Ning Mianzhong, who was standing beside him, looked a little unhappy.

"Sorry, you don't need to talk to him, he just has a bad temper." Seeing this situation, the woman was a little surprised, and she apologized to the two, "I'm very sorry, if you can't form a team, then so be it, excuse me gone."

As he spoke, he chased after the man who had gone away a long time ago, and when he caught up, he walked with him while arguing with him about something.

Meng Qishu withdrew his gaze, let out a breath on his forehead, but said to Ning Mian: "Let's stop standing here, let's go in and have a look."

Ning Mian finally took a look at him and said, "Okay."

The main body of the orphanage is a four-story building, which is divided into two by the hall on the first floor from the middle, and there are stairs on the left and right for going up and down.In addition to this building, there is also a well-regulated yard. In the corner of the yard is the kitchen and boiler room for boiling water and cooking.

"Except for the entire fourth floor being the dormitory, the rest of the third floor is a mix of various rooms." Along the way, Ning Mian finally concluded, "The more important places, such as the dean's office are on the third floor, the restaurant and The infirmary is on the first floor, and the rest of the rooms are functional classrooms."

"En." Meng Qishu replied casually, making one wonder if he was listening carefully now.

"Meng Qishu," Ning Mian couldn't help calling him at last, looked at the other party who turned his head inquiringly, and frowned slightly, "Is there something wrong with you? It's not in good shape."

Meng Qishu paused, stopped, turned to look at him, and let out a tired breath: "I'm sorry."

It's even less like him.

Ning Mian finally took a few steps forward and held his hand: "What's the matter?"

"This book..." Meng Qishu hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to say it, "I am very familiar with it."

Ning Mian finally looked at him with puzzlement in her eyes.

"No, to be precise..." Meng Qishu lowered his head, leaned his forehead forward, and pressed it against Ning Mianzhong's neck, "I've been here before."

"I wasn't sure just now, but now I am sure."

"Ning Mianzhong, this is my first copy," Meng Qishu's voice was very soft, "my first copy in 18 years."