NPCs are my food reserves

The vampire had no expression on his face, and his delicate face seemed to provoke frost.

When Xiao Jieba met those blood-red eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

After the man yelled, he thought he would see a frightened and panicked person, but he never expected that a good-looking young man would straighten up from the coffin, and with those blood-red eyes, He looked at them coldly.

The vampire looked at them and raised the corners of his mouth.

——Ten minutes later, a group of people covered their bruised faces and walked out ten meters away in a trance.

Then you look at me and I look at you, eyes wide open in disbelief.

"——Third brother, why is your face so horribly blue and purple?"

"...Brother, why is your face so swollen like a pig's head?"

"Wuuuuuuu, who... knocked out my... my teeth..."

"Oh my god, you stuttered, you couldn't even speak clearly after being beaten, wait a minute...why did my arm break?!"

After the incident, the vampire who fluffed his clothes happily hypnotized them, and before lying down again, he released the ghost under the bed, and then he closed the cover and lay down safely.

It was night, and Wen Ziquan brought two teammates back here exhausted.

They had more or less scars on their bodies, among which Wen Ziquan was the worst, because he was the main output force, and of course he was beaten the most.

In just a dozen hours, their faces were full of vicissitudes and sweat, as if they were fished out of the water.

Wen Ziquan wiped his face, leaned his back on the coffin, and said helplessly: "This dungeon is too difficult, it's a special dungeon. The difficulty is too high."

Another player is also exhausted: "Yeah, there's no time to catch your breath."

"Running all over the ground like a lost dog being chased."

The three of them sighed in unison. When they were being chased and had nowhere to hide, they thought of this gloomy hall full of coffins, and immediately decided to return here. Maybe the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Obviously, they are not the only ones who have this idea.

One after another, other players who left here during the day also returned here.

All of them, without exception, were sweating profusely and exhausted.

Wen Ziquan smiled wryly and said: "If you have been chased by ghosts, and you have to take a rest, you will be frightened to death, and you must be careful at all times. Believe me, you will be more tired than me."

When the other players heard it, they nodded one after another, looking like they were being tortured and panting.

One of the players, the one who scolded vampires for being ignorant of good and bad, leaned against the coffin with a look of lovelessness, leaning on the solid and cold backrest, and slowly shed two lines of tears: "Now as long as I can Sleep soundly and soundly, I can give anything."

The others also nodded one after another. The aggressiveness of the sleepiness after exhaustion was so natural that it took them a lot of willpower to stop themselves from lying down and sleeping regardless.I was afraid that after I lay down, one or two ghosts with intrusive faces would come out of nowhere.

But it was strange to say that Wen Ziquan gradually frowned, as if thinking of something.

"Have you noticed that these ghosts don't seem to have caused any substantial harm to us?"

really?

The others couldn't believe it, and looked at him blankly with a bruised face.

Seeing that scars can be seen on other people's bodies as long as they are exposed, Wen Ziquan coughed: "Uh, I don't mean this, I mean that they can obviously do more, like locking us in one place and not letting them Food is not given to us, or we are missing arms and legs by force. The ghosts we have come into contact with today are all entities that can touch us. Tell me, can they lay down on us? Killer?!"

The rest of the players: ...Brother, is your thinking a little dangerous.

"They could have done it but they didn't do it, they just seemed to scare us. I'm sure if they wanted to, we wouldn't be lying here safe and sound. What do you think?"

The rest of the players who were frightened to death did not experience this pure intimidation at all:  ……

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wen Ziquan added a few more points.

"Look, is it like this? They can do more. So now I suspect that in this dungeon, the ghosts are actually NPCs that are helpful to humans. They chase us and want us to leave here, and do you have any? Find out, they're driving us out every time."

A ghost who only thinks about chasing people, who cares where you go: ...

One person's brains may be limited, but three people's brains may be unlimited, not to mention that there are more than a dozen people here.

"If you put it that way, it does seem so."

"That's right, the scars on our bodies are basically caused by our own bumps and bumps when we were being chased."

"And we've been running around the village for a long time but we haven't seen a single person. There are so many houses, but most of them are empty. Some houses have been used by people not long ago. Stove sugar There's still a fire in there."

Villagers who were beaten by vampires and ran to the deep mountains and old forests to gather medicine and apply their faces: ……………

Everyone started discussing with each other, and even forgot about dozing off.

"Could it be that the NPC wants us to escape because there are things that are bad for us in this village?"

"Yes, yes, maybe those NPCs are human beings who were once murdered by this village, so now they see us and want to help us and keep us away from this wolf pit and tiger den."

"This is the deep brotherhood and brotherhood!"

"Let's not talk about labor and capital being moved to tears. Even though they were all killed, they still wanted to scare their compatriots out with pranks."

"Is he scaring us?! They obviously want to help us!!"

"........."

Seeing things developing uncontrollably like a runaway wild horse, galloping in a strange direction, the vampire couldn't help laughing.

At first, he was woken up, thinking that he must let the ghost under the bed escort him when he sleeps in the future.

After listening to it, he felt something was wrong.

Later, he just felt that it was a pity that this group of humans did not plan the plot.

Seeing the group of human beings who made the dungeon in a few words, the ghosts are actually good people, and the bad ones are the villagers who don’t know where to peep, they seem to have seen through the essence and truth behind this dungeon with their wise eyes.

The vampire felt sincere admiration.

The author has something to say: Vampire: ... I seem to have entered a fake copy.

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There are actually quite a few participants in the special copy of Negal, but very few people cleared the level in the end.

Less than one-thousandth of the customs clearance people.

感谢在2020-09-2923:55:56~2020-10-0514:39:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Shining Night Cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!