When Qingyi went to work today, another unpleasant thing happened. There have been customer complaints — this time not against a single employee — that the company charges too much, and there have been more than a dozen similar complaints.

Qingyi was a little puzzled by this.

Take a McDonald's burger set (although McDonald's has its own delivery staff), a burger with fries and cola, which costs between $5 and $8; If a restaurant is going to pay 2% of the price of the fast food, then it's 10 cents – 16 cents. The guest pays a fixed $1 for shipping, and a 15% tip is calculated on top of the shipping cost, which means that the guest pays 15 cents per dollar. Combined, the company earns 10 cents for $1 – 16 cents for $1, and the employee earns 15 cents (before salaries are counted).

Compared to the competition, this price is really cheap, why is it said that the charge is too high? There must be something wrong with that.

Just as Qingyi was thinking, Todd ran into the office angrily and said angrily: "What guy, even the tip is only 10 cents, I have never seen such a miser!" Did your mother limit your pocket money? What to see! The last sentence is a scolding.

Qingyi shrugged, turned to Lucy, and said, "Hey, Lucy! Why don't you play a game? ”

"What game?" Lucy asked with interest as she picked up her coffee cup. It's past peak now, so the operators don't have to work too much.

"Ruler." Qingyi took a ruler that had been prepared a long time ago and began to explain.

Here's how to play: one person holds the ruler (the ruler must be straight to the ground), the other person stretches out his hand, slightly opens his thumb and index finger, and once the ruler falls, he must quickly pinch the two fingers together so that the ruler does not fall. This mini-game is actually a test of reflexes, according to the position of the finger to pinch the ruler to evaluate the reaction speed, the lower the position, the better the response.

"Oh, okay, it's just to train your reflexes." Lucy scolded with a smile: "It's very simple, why talk about it at length?" Listening to you talking, I'm almost asleep. ”

"Simple? Oh no, no, no, no, you're underestimating it. You reach for it first. Letting Lucy pose, Qingyi raised the ruler: "Because this timing of letting go is in my hands, and you don't know when I'll let go, so-"

Qingyi had let go, but Lucy immediately pinched the lower end of the ruler and didn't let the ruler go beyond her fingertips by even half a centimeter. She smiled dumbly: "Isn't it very simple! ”

"......" Qingyi took the ruler: "Let's come again!" A trained player can react in just 0.15 seconds, but the average person like us can slow down to 0.3 seconds or even 0.4 seconds. As for the fingers that are closed after reacting, it takes about 0.2 seconds. So, it's a matter of seconds—"

"Ah, I got it again." Lucy held up the ruler and caught it perfectly, as before.

“…… Let's just say that your reaction is fast. ”

Lucy put the ruler on the table and continued to drink coffee: "Hehe, Zhang, it's not me who hits you, but this game is really easy." What do you do to train reflexes? ”

"Because I'm so weak." Qingyi said casually.

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At night.

Qingyi closed the window and closed the curtains again. The reason he did this when there was no sunlight was because the Jewish girl downstairs — Dora Wolfitz — was partying with the friends who didn't know where to go, and the stereo was turned on to the fullest. Qingyi suspects that if the party lasts until eleven o'clock at night, Superman will fly over and punish these guys. At this moment, Qingyi hoped in his heart that Superman was not just a comic character, but a real existence.

The best way to solve this kind of thing is to enter "Qiankun" as usual. The holographic helmet has good sound insulation, and as long as you wear it, you won't be disturbed by noise.

As soon as he went online, Qingyi received a message from Orquila. Oskol had reached out to Perls, and the two began to help each other. Perls's Twilight Cult can help Oscol gather intelligence, while Oscoll has the ability to hide the entire Twilight Cult. Driven by fate, the Twilight Sect is developing in the direction of the intelligence department and has become the eyes and ears of Qingyi. Qingyi believes that the potential of this organization is not only so small, and it should be applied more widely in the future.

The creatures who tasted the sweetness in the Battle of Ayalotis also spared no effort to come to the Blackstone Valley to sneak attack after the battle, wanting to earn experience points and honor points, of course, it would be better if they could explode the Necromantic King. And several members of the Necro Players Guild stood on the front line, cooperating with the infantry regiment brought by Nev to intercept the enemy to the death. There are no bright spots in this camp clash this time, it is still a tug-of-war. Many necromantic players have been killed several times and have been dropped so much that they can't be dropped again, but there are also some necromantic players with good PK skills who have been promoted several levels in a row and climbed to the heavenly ranking of necromantic players. By the way, Qingyi is currently level 34, ranking fourth on the list, and the first place is still black sharp.

Several of the Creature Player Guilds that participated in the Battle of Ayalotis got their wish to get Osgilia. Orquila has abandoned the area as the townspeople and nearby residents have been slaughtered by necromantic creatures, and the Broken Silver Lake and warm woodlands have been destroyed (the orchards are expected to be fruitless for five years). Using Osgilia as a base, the Creatures are constantly passing through the Broken Ring and attacking the Necro players.

But Qingyi doesn't worry about it. Without the organization of the bald eagles, these guerrilla fighters would not have been able to make any big waves, and at most they would have fought guerrilla warfare. But fighting guerrillas in the Necronomicon? Every second of blood removal can make a person drink a pot, what kind of guerrilla fighting? This little offensive is not big or small, and it is just right to train Naf.

Then, all Qingyi had to do was to prepare for his trip to the Lili Villa. It is expected that there will be four people: himself, Supervisor Jont, Suo'er, and Schroeder Bray, who can't afford to make an early trip. After his departure, there will be a power vacuum in the Twilight Empire, and even there are many difficulties in daily work, so Frankie stays in the "City of Waiting" and suppresses the scene with absolute force until he returns.

Frankie did not accept the appointment immediately, but raised his head and asked Qingyi: "Master, do you still believe me?" ”

Qingyi only said: "No matter what happens, I believe you." ”

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After the arrangement was completed, the group of four took the "Fermat airship" to Snow City. Su'er has been grounded by Chief Jonte, and this time she was very happy to be able to ride the airship, and the little stars flashed wildly in her eyes, and she never stopped being elated. Schroeder Bray sat down cross-legged, opened his coat bag, and counted the gold coins with a striking look: "Three hundred and thirty, three hundred and thirty-five ......" The most striking thing was that Governor Jont, even though he had never been on an airship, he was still able to stand up straight—you must know that this was two thousand five hundred meters in the air.

In less than an hour and a half, the airship had flown over Snow City. The facilities in Snow City are all on a large scale, and although there is not a single living player yet, it is also very popular, and necromantic players who level up in the Starlight Ocean offshore will buy potions or repair equipment here. But judging from the current situation, I don't know when and when will any creature set foot in Snow City?

"Looks like we're early." After landing at the port, Qingyi shrugged. As far as the eye can see, there is no shadow of the ghost fleet on the surface of the sea. But he didn't care, but winked at his daughter and said with a smile: "Suo'er, let's go to Xinghui Yang to play in the water!" ”

"Okay!" Suo'er was already excited to come to the beach, and even more excited when she heard her father say that she could go into the water. She tugged at her father's arm, and the laughter sprinkled like a fragrance: "I'm going to pick up shells!" ”

The chief steward hurriedly said: "Your Royal Highness, there are all kinds of aquatic monsters in the sea, and it is not safe-"

"It's okay, it's not to deal with the human army, there will be no danger!" Qingyi was dragged by Suo'er's arm, and shouted as she ran: "If you really don't worry, let's go together!" ”

Seeing that the two ancestors, one big and one young, were running madly towards the sea, Jont sighed, and then asked Schroeder Bray, who was beside him, "Mr. Schroeder, do you want to go with you?" ”

"Hmph, activities with no income are boring, thanks." Schroeder waved his hand.

"In that case, forgive me for being missed."

The sand of Syracuse Beach was as white as snow, in stark contrast to the dead clouds in the sky. The slightly turbid waters are surrounded by magnolia-like waves, never tired of jumping, cheering, and singing, like a group of children who do not grow up.

Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and trousers, put his cloak, crown, and scepter into his storage bag, and then walked on the beach, looking no different from an ordinary young man. The sea whistled over the back of his feet and slowly receded from under his feet. Even as a tactile, undead creature, Qingyi could feel the subtle touch of the particles moving under his feet. He couldn't help but look back, only to see that he had walked out of two shallow footprints, the tail end of which had slowly disappeared into the sea, as if it was being swallowed by time.

"Daddy! Is this good-looking? Su'er stepped on the water and came to her, as happy as a bird. Her big eyes sparkled. In her hand was a somewhat tattered piece of ordinary seashell, but she still held it in both hands. She also had seawater on her cheeks.

"Beautiful." Qingyi couldn't help but laugh.

Suo'er was even happier. She carefully and carefully placed the shells into the small glass bottles, and continued to run around. She had taken off her shoes and socks, and her little white feet were trampling in the waves. The hem of her skirt was wet, but she didn't care at all. The beach was filled with her scented laughter, which made many leveling players can't help but stop by it.

Chief Jont held Suo'er's socks in one hand and Suo'er's shoes in the other, and looked helplessly at the bird-like figure. As he walked on the beach, he shouted, "Your Highness, pay attention, don't fall!" Although his voice was anxious, Qingyi noticed that the old man was smiling.

"Hey, June Sunshine."

Someone greeted him, but it was the president of the "Indigo Star Mark", the deadly stinger. He stood waist-deep in the water with a longbow on his shoulder, and his face was a little hesitant: "Where are you going?" ”

"Take a trip to the Blood Elf's lair. How? Qingyi noticed the other party's expression, so he put away his smile and asked.

"With the leveling area, we ......" the deadly stinger stopped talking.

"Are we going to be hostile to the creatures?" Qingyi shook his head: "It must be." If we compromise with ourselves here, we will achieve nothing. I know you have a steady and conservative personality, but these character traits are flaws when you make up your mind. We're going to say that—"

"'We're going to make a comeback, we're going to take it all back'!" The deadly Stinger gritted its teeth. "I won't hesitate any longer, since I have chosen this path, I naturally have to be conscious."

"Yes, that's the only option we have."

Qingyi turned his head and saw the dead clouds rolling in the sky, and also saw the red sailboat that made people's eyes sting, rising from the sea level.

The Ghost Fleet is coming.