Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Chapter 619: Torture the Dead

“So who's been to the White Mill today?” Master Han asked.

“Me.” Still speaking is Jiannan Yu, “Due to the posting of student enrollment on the Internet, the White Mill has now become a popular practice area, especially since a large number of players from the outer city don't want to go on an empty trip and stay there to observe our teaching. To be honest, this has caused us a lot of inconvenience in organizing teaching, and how to safeguard the interests of these players who have paid tuition fees is a difficult question. ”

Swordsmiths and others were embarrassed at this time. Jiannan Yu's dedication was truly worthless. At this time, he was just like them for eight hours to pack the letters, but without complaining. Even if they are professional players, they are absolutely good employees. When I think of my ambiguous thoughts about fishing for two days in three days, the three of them face each other, some of them can't speak.

Sword ghosts are always refreshing. I really don't want to be so grinding and tangled up at this time, so I said, “I want to say a few words. ”

“What?” Everyone looked at him.

“It now looks like an unexpected amount of time, and I personally don't want to spend a lot of time on making money from the game, so I think… when I finish this order, I quit.” Sword ghost said.

Everyone suddenly, the huge profit of this trade has now been put to the test, and the Sword Ghost can give up. After a glance at the unharmed and royal gods, they suddenly nodded together and said, "We want to do the same.” These two guys are quite uncharacteristic in their daily greed, but they both know exactly what they want in this large trade-off direction, and at this point, they have made an unequivocal choice to follow the Sword Ghost.

Now it's Kennan's turn to be a little embarrassed. He thinks these guys will be ashamed to enjoy their relationship with Gu Fei. However, in fact, these ash masters are self-respecting and independent enough not to do something that is totally dependent on others.

“But now the studio has typed out your names, without you...” Yu Brother is worried, there are also star hunters on the internet tour. What if the player who comes here is a fan of Sword Ghost and a fan of the King's Heavenly Sound, asking for his signature and asking for guidance from the idol?

“We just don't want to make this too time-wasting deal, we're still part of the studio! Just say hello when you need help.” Sword ghost said.

“Yes, yes.” The Mighty Heavenly Spirit is attached.

“Uh, but in our name, do you want to give us a portrait share?” The battle was unharmed, he said.

“Makes sense.” The royal gods roar again.

“Still pretty shameless...” Kennan finally thought he was right.

Everyone thought it was a joke to ignore the recommendations of the battle. Apart from Yu's doubts, the fire coat quickly dissatisfied with the decision: “When we agreed to work together, it was only a few days? I'm about to quit, you guys...” I want to say that these people are not trustworthy and constant, the sword ghost next to him pulled him a little, the flame suit hurriedly shut his mouth.

The Sword Ghost thought of this a long time ago, so he was embarrassed when he said he was going to quit, which was even more embarrassing when he was pointed out by the fire suit.

War was unharmed and the royal gods rang, but no sword ghost had such a thin face, he immediately replied: “Didn't you expect to spend so much time before? Withdrawal now, too, does not want to drag everyone down. ”

“I understand your concern.” Jiannan Yu nodded, “our brothers have no problem with any of your decisions, just take your own ideas.” Jiannan Yu was clear that he didn't want to get involved in the problem. Fire suit listened to him and naturally it was not easy to say anything, so he walked aside silently.

The battle was unharmed and the royal gods were not spared. For a moment you looked at me. I looked at you and nobody spoke. Finally, everyone's eyes pointed at Gu Fei together, but they wanted him to make a decision.

Gu Fei answered with great anticipation: "I think you guys should do a temporary job. ”

“Temporary workers?” A couple of people flashed.

“Well, for example, with this deal, let's do it together! Don't participate in the next business order if you don't want to, come back when you need to. ”

“Hey, that's a beautiful idea!!” The battle was unharmed and the royal gods roared, and it was immediately applauded. Yet the Sword Ghost still has a slight hesitation. How could Gu Fei not understand what he means? In this way, the business is supported by Gu Fei Jian Nanyu. The Sword Ghost is the master. He will come to help you when he has time. He will spend some money and won't ignore you... The Sword Ghost feels that he really doesn't have the qualifications to play this big brand in this business, and he is a little confused for a while.

“Okay, that's settled!” Gu Fei's side had already slapped the board. He looked at Kennan and Yu again.

Kennan, who had long recognized his exploitative status, had expressed strong support for any decision, even though it was a good one, at least on the basis of labor distribution.

“Mm-hmm. Everybody's fine.” Gu Feiyin nodded, adding: “I will also be a temporary worker in the future. ”

“Shit!!” Everyone despised him. When he was trying to help the Swordsmen, it seemed like he was paving the way for himself!!!

“In that case, let's get this business over with.” The decision must be made, then everyone is not ambiguous. The sword ghost and others actively demanded to hurry to get the letter, so everyone went out again and rushed to the mailbox.

“Mailboxes are now unlimited?” On the way, Gu Fei asked Yu, he remembered that his mailbox had been filled with 1,000 letters before, and now he is playing directly with 22,000 places.

“Now there are more players and more and more walks between cities. The cap has been lifted for convenience, but the letters will be automatically deleted periodically. Remember not to stay too long, otherwise even if there is any superb equipment involved, it will be deleted.” You remind me.

Kennan is also suggesting at this time: "There are too many players gathered at the White Mill. This situation may continue to play in the future. I suggest not to recruit so many players this time, just 20,000 people first, see what happens in this situation, and then there will be a bottom of mind. ”

Several members of the Son Elite Corps are eager to turn to Han's son. In his habit, he must despise Jiannan Yu's suggestion, and then come up with a more optimal decision so that those despised have nothing to say. If not, Han's son swept Kennan and said, "What will happen? I already have a bottom line. The enrollment plan remains unchanged, targeting 40,000 people. ”

“The current progress is about 20,000 letters in eight hours, and only half of the 20,000 payments in real terms, that is, 10,000 people every eight hours. Taking into account the letters that are currently in the mailbox, it will take another 16 hours..." Gu Fei said.

“It will take eight hours to sort out the last letters in 16 hours, comrades, and we have 24 hours to rest.” Brother Yu perfected it further.

“You're wrong.” Han's son is faint.

“Hmm?”

“Twenty-four hours later, 40,000 more emails will be returned.” Han said.

The people sprayed blood, and the imperial angels grabbed Gu Fei's hand in tears: “Now you can quit. Is it okay? ”

Gu Fei's face was not miserable. He looked at the crowd as if it were dirt. “Actually, we're not in a hurry, are we? ”

“Let's finish the 20,000 seals first!” The crowd sighed and went to the mailbox, took out the mail, divided the sack, and led the passers-by to the side.

Everyone knew that time was precious and started working mechanically when they hurried back to the office. However, after just eight hours of exercise, everyone's business level improved. It took only six hours to sort out more than 20,000 emails. Once again, 11428 students and 1113057 gold coins were counted. There were errors, but no one cared.

“It's ten o'clock.” Yu Brother dragged his tired voice to announce that the swordsmen and ghosts, who were used to staying up all night, were also a little unsustainable at this time. It's usually a long game, but it's rarely the same thing all the time, or so boring.

“An additional 11102 emails were received in the mailbox. Proportionally, it seems a little low.” Gu Fei said.

“Not surprisingly, it's the middle of the night, there are a lot fewer online people.” Yu said.

“Let's take a break from the line, wait for the line to continue working. Before you rest and go online, go to the post to announce the end of the enrollment.” Mr Han said.

“Shall I rest? That might not have been enough!” Yu said.

“Don't be so absolute, I don't think it's even close, let's do it!” Mr Han said.

Yu nodded, pointless.

“Everybody stay together. I'll see you in ten hours. Any questions?” Mr. Han asked.

Everyone nodded and left the office together, hurrying down to the downline like they were off duty.

Ten hours later, everyone went online as promised. Yu has modified all of his published posts to announce the end of enrollment, and the people who came online meet at the mailbox. The first thing to do is to let Gu Fei lock the mailbox and not accept the letter.

“37,654 emails.” Gu Fei announces the final result at this time.

“I told you it would be more or less, right?” Mr. Han said to Yu, on a 50 percent scale, there will be about 18,000 people here, more than 20,000 people in the previous two statistics, enough to exceed 40,000.

Nearly 40,000 letters were also divided into two trips before they were completely transported. Some people began to tidy up and others were sent out to purchase the materials needed to reply to the letters. Everyone couldn't help but shake the thought of more than 40,000 replies.

Everyone's business is highly innovative and 37,654 emails have been counted in 10 hours. Ultimately, the White Mill Workshop successfully enrolled a total of 41,526 students, who should have received a total tuition fee of 411,1074 gold coins, but actually received 41,08954 gold coins, resulting in an error of 2120 gold coins. This is definitely the number of teeth that will be bitten in the past, but at this point in time, no one takes this error seriously. As for how the error occurred, there was no tangle at all.

“It's time to reply.” Young-goo's expression was heavy.

Everyone looked at the large number of sacks that had been packed in sacks and piled up in the house. Yu got up and handed out paper and pens to everyone.

“I counted, 41,526 letters, 14 of us, an average of 2,966 each. I suggest we start a contest, the first one to finish, how about 100,000 gold coins?” Brother Yu is now also rich and bold, open mouth is 100,000. Isn't that right? On the other side of the room, more than 400 bright red purses pile up like hills.

“Agreed." Jiannan Yu and other professional players rubbed their hands. Gu Fei raised his hand beside him: “Can you just abstain? ”

“No!” Everyone resented.

“Now every letter in every sack is the same, a thousand, I took 34 out of this, well, now three sacks total 2,966, Mistress, these are yours.” Brother Yu allocated one by one, 14 people each took three sacks in each side of the room, making it a little crowded at a time.

“Each person prepares an empty sack, puts the written reply in an empty sack, and the old letter finds a way to dispose of it. Everyone must be careful and careful. If the final count does not match, please imagine how terrible it would be to review it again.” Yu said.

Everyone closed their eyes and imagined that a cold sweat had broken out of their heads, and they said that they must take this job seriously.

“Good, now that 2,966 letters per person have been received, a total of 41,524, the two additional letters are here.” Young-go Yang then put it in his pocket.

“There is one more thing to say, and I'm sure you'll hear it.” Brother Yu looks at everyone, "in order to gather too many people to manage inconvenience, we definitely take a teaching approach in batches. In groups of 10,000 people, starting at 4: 00 a.m. on March 3, 5: 00, 6: 00, 7: 00, each hour as a unit, divided into four waves to complete this teaching. So your responses will be slightly different. ”

“Sword Ghost, Mighty Heaven, unharmed, the three of you wrote together: March 3 at 4: 00 a.m., the east gate of White Stone City converges 400 meters south. Expires not yet.” Yu said.

“Son, Thousand Miles, Hundred Centuries, the three of you wrote in unison: March 3rd at 5: 00 a.m., the east gate of White Stone City will meet 400 meters south, and it will expire. ”

“By analogy, black water, glue and firecoat, you three six points; rice pasture, invincible luck star, Woodson, you three seven points. ”

“Finally, Danan, you and I, we have a total of six bags of letters, divided into four segments, one and a half bags, so I'll write four and five, you write six and seven, the quantity doesn't have to be exact, just about a bag and a half. ”

Kennan nodded.

“Do you understand? Do you want to repeat that?” Yu asked.

“Shut up.” Contempt.

“So, here we go!!!!” By order of Yu, the writing competition officially began. Yu also hurried to start his three bags of replies in his own territory. Nobody spoke in the office. Only the sand on the tip of the stroke paper alternated with the noise of the paper flipping. Everyone chose to dispose of the letter and threw it directly on the ground. Yu Brother saw the look of the guy next to him just felt heartbeat and couldn't help but cry out: “Be careful when you lose your mail, don't throw it on people's written or bad sacks. ”

“Shut up, are we so out of proportion?” Strong contempt again.

Time passes, and everyone writes and watches time and watches quantity, and gradually each person's face shows a frightening expression. This is not a very complicated mathematical question. The first one to make an estimation is Jiannan Yu. He needs to write about 3,000 copies per copy for about 20 seconds. Regardless of any delay, it takes 60,000 seconds to calculate 3,000 copies. Jiannan Yu took 3,600 copies and came to the conclusion of 16.666666, all except...

The second one to do the math was Royal Heavenly Sound, and he wrote a copy that took 30 seconds, the same formula calculation, and he came up with a 25, little face pale.

And the third, the fourth… When you argue scientifically that you have the minimum time to complete these letters, you get angry, and they find that once again, they underestimate the workload of this business, and from the start of this business, there have been repeated errors in judging the difficulty.

“Fuck, it takes 33 hours to finish this? Die!!” The first roar was that the battle was unharmed. Everyone shouted back. According to the formula, it took 40 seconds to write a copy of the battle unharmed. It was really slow enough. Everyone expressed contempt, and then started trading with each other. Asked, "How many seconds do you want to write a copy? ”

The agility point is whether there is some influence on this activity that cannot yet be argued, but personal writing habits are clearly the main cause. The warrior Jiannan Yu can pull the king's angel for 10 seconds, and Gu Fei, who is both agile and kung fu, also shows any advantage in this matter, and the writing state is extremely unstable, the time to write a letter is about 25 seconds up and down. The speed of writing is acceptable, but the attitude is too positive, only the other party doesn't know, doesn't ask for speed, but it takes 45 seconds to get the handwriting done, which is 5 seconds more than a big slow hand battle. In addition, the reverse side of the Passive Spandex represents the Han family. The handwriting is grassy and extremely shameless. It is completely out of line with the format. After constant evolution and concentration, the final format is 3.3: 5: 00 a.m., the East Gate is 400 meters south! Disease!

Everyone had seen a scolding shameless, but quickly imitated Han's son's format. Yu's persuasion was ineffective, and he had to follow the mainstream decadence. As a result, the writing speed of everyone has greatly improved. The manuscript takes only 20 seconds of Kennanyu, and now 10 seconds is one copy. The time is shortened by half. It is expected to complete the work in eight hours. I am very pleased. I must obtain 100,000 gold coins.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the third bag of letters has seen the bottom, the victory is in front of the sword Nanyu, suddenly a flower in front of him, see Yu brother smile and roll up, stacked three packed sacks under his feet, put a V-shaped shape in front of his right hand.

“Finished?” Kennan was shocked.

“Eight hours, six minutes, 47 seconds!” Yu announced.

“You're right, Yu!” Everyone was so emotional that it was clear that everything was familiar and coincidental, Yuko usually didn't write so many notes in vain.

“Almost.” Kennan is depressed, and if he finds Han's shameless writing earlier, he may not lose.

“Don't worry, you still have a chance.” Young-goo smiled, but everyone was cold. Right! This work will be repeated over and over again.

“Fuck, I'm not alive!” The battle was unharmed and cried. After using the Korean format, this very slow hand only shortened the time by about a dozen seconds, and is still expected to break through the 20-hour threshold.

This month, we will continue to hit 5,000 full-time. We hope that everyone will cooperate more. What monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, whatever tickets, greet us. What are you so kind? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)