Online Game Doomsday: I Became An Npc

"Didn't more than a dozen people enjoy electrotherapy in the morning, why are there still people dying?"

An Feng leaned down and touched the player who was stabbed to death by Zhou Zechuan's sword.

"I'm not tempted by those two swords."

Star City Stark saw the reason at a glance.

"No...these guys don't understand the game yet?"

An Feng shook his head and said: "Can't they see that the npc set in this game is to reduce the difficulty of the game for us?"

"If there are no mission rewards from NPCs, no medicines purchased from NPCs, and only relying on the materials found, how many of you can continue to play?"

Brother Chuanhuo in the corner silently raised his hand.

"Put your hands down! You belong to the game, the more abuse you get, the more excited you are!"

"I believe, except Brother Chuanhuo, no one really wants to stay in this end of the world forever?"

"It's also fortunate that this game has a mechanism to protect NPCs. Otherwise, some players would have killed NPCs with one knife, and our group of players would have started the game directly!"

An Feng took a deep breath, and continued: "To be honest, I'm also greedy for npc equipment just like you.

But I know that trying to kill him now will definitely do more harm than good.

So, can you guys use your brains and stop doing stupid things for a while? "

"Then...with the npc protection mechanism, how can we kill the npc?"

Some players couldn't help asking.

"You can't do it yourself, you won't pull monsters!"

Before An Feng could speak, a player next to the question blurted out.

Zhou Zechuan: "???"

Study how to kill me in front of me?

Too much!

Another two swords were drawn, and there were still 27 people left in the 30-man team.

"Shut up! Please finish the raid before you commit such a deadly act!"

An Feng sighed deeply.

I just feel... so tired.

.........

The 27 people plus Zhou Zechuan readjusted their formation and went deep to the subway station.

Everything before, as if nothing happened.

After passing the ticket gate, a group of people met them.

"Pigeon spirit! Why are you here?" An Feng wondered.

"I still want to ask how you got down?"

Pigeon became spirited and scratched its neck, "I remember that all the rolling gates of the entrances have been locked."

"It's enough to break the door violently." Star City Stark interjected: "You are here, do you want to gain a wave of experience?"

"Old Shi, do you still have the nerve to say that we're looting experience?!"

The pigeon became fine and said angrily: "We share the coordinates of the Night Demon, and let you share a share.

As a result, the task was triggered, so don't take us? !

You are also dark enough!

Sooner or later, I will go to Star City to find your real person pk! "

"Don't find the wrong person, it's not my fault!"

Stark Stark pointed to An Feng next to him, "Someone thought it was troublesome and didn't want to wait too long, so he sent the mission message directly to the group, and there was a wave of first-come, first-served."

"Then, we formed an underworld lineup to play the raid."

"Cough... so what, what's the situation in the night devil's lair?"

An Feng, who knew he was wrong, quickly diverted his attention.

Pigeon Cheng Jing glanced at An Feng, paused and said:

"We had a few players go into the tunnel, and the further you went in, the more nightcrawlers there were.

It is estimated that it will take a long distance to get to the night devil's lair. "

Hearing this, Star City Stark turned his head and glanced at the tunnel:

"This... the group is difficult to fight, and there is no way to hide from the night demon's leap in the tunnel, so we can only resist.

And the only one we can take the damage this time is a buckwheat bun."

"No way, there is only one t in your team of 30 people?!" The pigeon was dumbfounded.

"Cough... It doesn't matter if the task is completed or not."

An Feng waved his hand and said, "This time we come here, if we can gain experience, it will be considered a success."

"Get ready, get ready." An Feng looked at his teammates and urged.

Everyone in the team nodded and began to check their personal status.

After confirming that there is no problem with the health value, physical strength value, san value, equipment durability, etc., he raised his hand to report.

Soon, 27+1 people jumped down the tunnel.

"What about you?" Stark Stark looked at the pigeon and asked, "Aren't we together?"

"We just want to gain experience, of course we have to wait for you to kill a wave before entering."

The pigeon became a master, clapped his hands and said: "By the way, if you lose important equipment after you die, remember to tell me, I still want to earn some extra money."

Stark Stark pointed at the pigeon spirit: "You are a bad guy, uh... If I really die, help me keep an eye on my pistol."

"Keshen, aren't these people from your group? How do you feel..." Prodigal Zihui whispered beside him.

"It feels a little bit of mutual cheating, doesn't it?" Star City Stark responded with a smile: "There are 233 players in the group. Although they all have friends, there are only a few who really have a good relationship. We play games and cheat each other every day."

"And this way, isn't it more interesting?"

Star City Stark raised his chin and signaled: "Let's go, book now!"

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