Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother

60 Chapter 60 Too Quick

His words reminded Lu Yang of how she had a bad cold when she was young and had to stay in the hospital for a few days.

Lu Mingyu stayed by the bed and spread out her palm. He wiped his tears and sobbed delicately, “The books say this is my lifeline. With Yangyang being like this, she can live longer than me. But why did she end up in the hospital? The adults lied. Give me back my sister!”

At that time, Lu yang’s eyelids were heavy, and she only wanted to sleep, so she didn’t open her eyes. Now that she thought about it, she suddenly felt that Lu Mingyu had a comical talent since he was young.

“Am I right?” Lu Mingyu’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

The memory of the wailing was still very clear. Lu Yang’s lips curved into a happy smile. She was in a good mood and didn’t refute, “It’s about the same.”

She mused, “My brother is always youthful and hilarious.”

“Perfectionist is my nickname,” Lu Mingyu continued as if no one else was around.

“He’s addicted to boasting!”

“Didn’t you say that Lu Mingyu is evil on the inside and Qin Yitan is evil on the outside? Now, I feel that Lu Mingyu’s heart is paler than his face. He can’t hide his thoughts at all. Look at his face. The smugness on his face is enough to circle the earth three times!”

The NPCs who saw this scene were stunned.

“Excuse me? I’m still here, okay? Even if the two of you want to wreck the venue, you don’t have to move your crosstalk into the venue, right specially?” he thought.

Lu Yang’s toes moved, and she lifted her eyelids. Her eyes flickered, and she said to the NPC, “Please continue.”

The NPC once again looked at Lu Yang with a gaze filled with thanks.

He did not dare to interfere with Lu Mingyu rashly. After all, everyone knew that Lu Mingyu was really straightforward.

Regardless of whether he was recording a show or not, Lu Mingyu was straightforward.

The NPC gulped and assumed an arrogant posture. When his gaze swept past Lu Mingyu, he restrained his timidity a little.

“If there are two buttons in front of you, one means that you can get 6.5 million, and the other means that your college entrance examination score is 650 points. Which button will you choose to press? Why?”

Lu Mingyu said with certainty, ‘How can you ask that? Knowledge can’t be measured by money. Knowledge can create wealth and realize the value of life.”

“I’m sorry,” the NPC immediately apologized.

“I’m fine.” Lu Mingyu changed the topic. “We’ll choose 6.5 million. I’ll give all 6.5 million to Yangyang.”

“Lu Mingyu said they are too shallow to use money to measure knowledge, but he chooses money. He’s not ashamed of admitting to being a shallow person.”

The sudden turn of events stunned the NPC. After returning to his senses, he asked, “What’s the reason for that?”

Lu Mingyu explained, “My reason is that I don’t need to score 650 marks for the music school I’m going to attend. Of course, I’ll choose god-given wealth between money and useless high marks.”

NPC was at a loss for words and mused, “I can’t refute this reason.”

“If I remember correctly, Lu Mingyu scored 601 points and entered the music school as the top student in his major. To him, there’s no difference between 601 and 650. They’re both first place anyway.”

The NPC looked at Lu Yang, “What’s your reason?”

Before Lu Yang could say anything, Lu Mingyu replied passionately, “650 points is too little for her.”

“That’s considered little?” the NPC was dumbfounded.

The planning team had previously talked about 600 points and 6 million, but they increased it to 6.5 million and 650 points to make the show feel more intense.

Lu Yang’s brows raised slightly, and her eyes were clear. “Mingyu is right.”

The NPC, who thought that Lu Yang would humbly deny it, was speechless.

He thought inwardly, “Why are they always so unexpected?”

“Guys, I’ve done some research. The top scorer of the college entrance examination that year came from Lu Yang and Lin Xinmeng’s high school. The top scorer was even guaranteed a spot in the Medical University’s one-hundred-people plan. You must know that the difficulty of entering the university’s one hundred people plan is comparable to being an Ivy League professor.”

“The high school and Medical University matched up. Lin Xinmeng also said that the top scorer of the college entrance examination was her good friend. F*ck, could Lu Yang be that mysterious Big Boss?”

“Where’s my secret intelligence agency? Go and find out. I order you to tell me everything about the relationship between Lu Yang and that Big Boss in the morning court tomorrow!”

The NPC was so shocked that it was as if his brains had been frozen, and he couldn’t think of any words to give them low marks.

In the end, he stammered. “Your answers are reasonable. I’ll give you 10 points.”

“Thank you,” Lu Yang replied.

Lin Xin’s eyes widened, filled with jealousy.

She thought, “This smug answer was actually worth 10 points. If it were her, she would at most give 2 points! No, I’ll give you 1 point for the paper!”

The NPC struggled a few times in his heart before his soul returned from a place a hundred thousand miles away.

This day was really bizarre and full of twists and turns.

Maintaining good professional ethics, the NPC tried to restore his arrogant expression, but it still collapsed as expected.

His originally unfriendly eyes became respectful. “You can ask me questions now.”

Zhou Moli asked the same question again, “7330 is a wooden number. What’s 0337?”

The NPC explained, “The relationship between 0337 and 7330 is the reverse. It hints that we can make new discoveries by occasionally changing our perspective.”

Lin Xinmeng’s eyes lit up, and she asked directly, “What’s mission 3?”

The NPC said with a long face, “Greed doesn’t bring progress. I suggest you take it one step at a time.”

Asking for Mission 3 was the same as telling Aladdin’s magic lamp that he would give her 20 more wishes.

Lin Xinmeng choked, and an awkward expression appeared on her face. She cautiously asked, “Then I want to know what 73 means other than 7330. Is this a good question?”

The NPC’s expression improved slightly, and he said uncertainly, “73 can be taken apart to read. The specific meaning is far away but close at hand.

Far away on the horizon, but right in front of his eyes?

When the NPC turned to Qin Yitan, he scratched his ears and cheeks.

If he couldn’t ask about Mission 3 directly, then what should he ask? He had no idea at all.

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Qin Yitan pointed at Lu Yang and Lu Mingyu. “Answer their questions first. I’ll ask them later.”

“All right,” the NPC replied.

Lu Mingyu whispered to Lu Yang, “Yangyang, ask whatever you want. Help me ask my question.”

Lu Yang nodded.

The NPC looked at her smile and suddenly had a bad feeling, but he forced himself to calm down.

“Go ahead.”

Lu Yang blinked and continued, “There are many meanings to 73. First, 73 is the 21st prime number. If we don’t look into it, we can get the wooden plate number 7330 from 2130. Second, 73 could be broken down into 7 and 3, and 7:3 was the land-sea distribution ratio. Third, 7 represents the ocean, which represents mission 7.3 represents the land, which represents Mission 3.”

The NPC’s body stiffened.

He thought, “The answer was too fast. Please slow down!”

After the NPC was done digesting the information, Lu Yang spoke again, “What I want to ask is, if we can’t complete mission 7, we won’t be able to find the number 73 that makes up mission 7 and mission 3. Do you have any other hints?”

The NPC was flustered and said slowly, “I-I…”

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