Chapter 149 Liu Chan cannot be an N.PC
Wang Yao pouted, his face full of black lines, and he looked like he had lost all hope in life.

It was not because he knew Li Ping's terrifying identity which was comparable to that of a sweeping monk, but because of the brocade bag containing his salary.

Strictly speaking, it has been nearly three months since he came to Shu and joined the army as a soldier. The salary in his hand is his salary for the first two months. The reason why he didn't get paid the first time was because Wu invaded with its troops before the salary was paid, so it was delayed until now.

But this is not the point. The point is that, although Wang Yao was forced to join the legion in the past three months, he did not have the great sentiment and sense of responsibility of "devoting all his efforts to the country until his death" for the Shu Kingdom. He just wanted to survive.

but!

"It's ridiculous to just pay this little salary, right?!"

Looking at the heavy coins of different colors in the brocade bag, to be honest, at this moment Wang Yao had a strong urge to resign!
"What's wrong?" Maomao, who was walking next to him, was startled.

"For two months' salary, the legion only gave me 1 gold coin, 9 silver coins and 80 copper coins!!" Wang Yao was filled with endless disappointment and even felt like crying.

He had done his best along the way, and had gone through life and death, right? He had walked through the gates of hell many times, and even destroyed several enemy defense towers for the Kingdom of Shu. Even if he could not say that he had made great contributions, he had at least worked hard, right?

But what about this seemingly heavy, but actually pitifully small amount of 1 gold, 9 silver and 80 bronze? He killed a small soldier in the canyon battlefield, and he got several times more than this!

"I thought it was something big, but this is already a lot, right?" But Maomao looked envious.

"With this little money, do you have to live on dirt every month?!" Wang Yao looked at Maomao in amazement.

"Let me calculate it for you." Although Mao Mao didn't understand what eating dirt meant, seeing Wang Yao's grief-stricken look, he patiently explained, "When you first joined the army, you were just a soldier, and your monthly salary was 7 silver coins and 20 copper coins. Then you became a captain, and your monthly salary was 1 gold coin, 2 silver coins, and 60 copper coins. Adding up for two months, it's 1 gold coin, 9 silver coins, and 80 copper coins. That's right."

"How much did you take?"

"1 gold coin, 7 silver coins, and 90 copper coins."

Wang Yao covered his face and groaned.

At this moment, it feels like after working hard for a month to move bricks, the only salary you get is a stack of one-cent bills. It drives people crazy, but at the same time, you can't help but feel a little sad for the soldiers. This unscrupulous treatment is really not in contrast to the soldiers' efforts!

"You should be content. Our current salary was adjusted after the military advisor came. It's already a lot. Three years ago, a soldier in the legion only received 80 copper coins per month, and a centurion received 7 silver coins." Maomao said with a satisfied look on his face.

"Why are you working so hard in the army?" Wang Yao looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

"For glory, to become the next hero!" Maomao said with anticipation and pride.

Wang Yao was silent.

This is the belief of the soldiers, and like fanatical religious believers, he will not refute it.

But on the other hand, this kind of behavior of risking one's life and rushing to cross the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops also made Wang Yao feel a little absurd from the bottom of his heart.

This is just like the rank. How many players forget to eat and sleep, work day and night, just for a rank, a symbol, but even if they finally reach the king rank, what does it matter? Is the thing you show off really proportional to the time you lost and the price you paid?
Wang Yao didn't want to think about it any further. There was usually no answer to such things. It was just a matter of opinion.

"I think if we use these salaries frugally, we can still save some every month," Maomao comforted.

"Haha, people who don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are talk so easily." Wang Yao smiled bitterly, and for this fucked-up fact, he could only sigh resignedly.

After separating from Maomao, Wang Yao took a shortcut back home while calculating his future daily expenses in great detail to ensure that this pitifully small salary could last until next month's paycheck.

At this time, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly in the sky. When Wang Yao was concentrating on calculating the expenses, a childish voice singing with a tone-deaf voice came from the front.

"Don't worry, little boy. Daddy will take care of you in everything!"

It was a little boy wearing a crown without tassels, with round eyes and an innocent smile, looking very cute. Wait, isn't this kid one of the tank heroes of Shu, the Runaway Machine? !
Wang Yao was stunned for three seconds before he came to his senses. He didn't expect to meet the famous Adou here.

"Are you Liu Chan?" Wang Yao walked over almost subconsciously, squatted in front of the little boy, and asked tentatively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Little Liu Chan made a slightly funny pose, then answered the question irrelevantly with a smile: "Little Overlord of Dragon City, the power is infinite~!"

Because it was the first time that Wang Yao saw Liu Chan's 'real body', he did not pay attention to the boy's strange behavior at first. Instead, he looked at the boy's slightly chubby face with great curiosity and marveled at it.

To be honest, Liu Chan without the mecha has the body of a miniature child, and his height is only up to Wang Yao's abdomen at most. It is hard to imagine that such a little boy would be a high-control tank hero that roams the canyon.

It was not until after eighteen and two-thirds seconds of staring at each other that Wang Yao finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the little boy in front of him.

Little Liu Chan did not say a word from beginning to end. He just stood there mechanically, allowing Wang Yao to observe him as if he were looking at a rare and exotic animal.

What’s even more strange is that the brilliant smile on his cute little face never disappears.

what's the situation?
As the second generation of the emperor who was supported by thousands of people and was the apple of everyone's eye, Liu Chan's reaction was a bit too weird.

In Wang Yao's traditional concept, it is understandable if Liu Chan is a naughty child who is particularly fond of mischief, or an arrogant child who looks down on others, or even a dandy boy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. After all, he has a powerful father who is an emperor, so it is understandable that he has some character flaws, but he is definitely not as cute as he is now.

"Hello, my name is Wang Yao."

"The grass is blooming by the roadside, why not pick it~?"

"Why are you wandering here alone? Where is your emperor father?"

"Chengdu is my home, Dad is the greatest~!"

After two tentative conversations, Wang Yao began to feel anxious.

It was not until this time that Wang Yao realized belatedly that every word Liu Chan said from beginning to end were his lines in King of Glory!

No way. This looks like an N. What the hell is this PC setting?

With a strange and complicated mood, Wang Yao tentatively stretched out a finger and placed it in front of Liu Chan, while slowly moving it left and right.

Then, a funny scene happened.

Liu Chan's two round eyes began to move slowly left and right along with Wang Yao's fingers.
Hahahaha, this is so fucking amazing!!
Although it was very rude, Wang Yao still burst into laughter on the spot in a very unkind manner.

You can imagine how funny it would be if a child with a bright smile on his face forced himself to look cross-eyed.

"You old fools, shut up!" Liu Chan continued to smile brightly.

After finally stopping his smile, Wang Yaocai pinched little Liu Chan's soft face with pity: "What a pity!"

She was so cute, a descendant of royal family, and a hero, so how come she grew up to be an N.PC?
Is it true, as later generations have spread, that he was thrown stupid by Liu Bei at the Battle of Changbanpo?

No, in this world Zhao Yun is just a soldier, he has never been loyal to Liu Bei, and he has never saved Adou.
"This is such a wonderful world." Wang Yao murmured meaningfully, then turned around and touched Liu Chan's little head, saying, "Little Adou, go home quickly, there are many bad guys outside."

I don’t know if he heard what Wang Yao said, or if N.PC Liu Chan’s script was set up like this, but as soon as he finished speaking, the little boy turned around and walked away. From afar, his tone-deaf and childish singing voice could be heard.

"Don't worry, little boy. Daddy will take care of you in everything!"

(End of this chapter)