Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

"Meow~"

A slight meow came from the left side of the monitoring room.

The man who came out was startled when he heard the voice, and his initially vigilant eyes immediately became relaxed.

He was already very familiar with this voice.

Moreover, not only him, but everyone in the entire monitoring room is also familiar with it.

This little guy is very popular within the entire department.

Originally, after the mission started, their third group, other groups, and the entire department were imprisoned in this ghost place.

It's not that I can't go out, but it's very troublesome.

For everyone in the entire department now, it's like being locked up in a prison alive.

The atmosphere became increasingly depressing day by day, and everyone's mood became visibly depressed.

His face is pale and his eyes are dark,

The whole person seemed distracted.

In this case, it is normal for the work to progress slowly.

Once the progress slows down, there will be pressure from above.

And when the pressure comes down, the work becomes more difficult.

Under this wonderful cycle of death, everyone in the entire department is like a puddle of mud.

At that time, this building was not just a prison for them, but also a hell.

Everyone's mood is extremely tense.

It's like a bomb that can explode at any time with just a slight tug.

They were so dangerous at that time.

The cat was the one who eliminated this dangerous situation in the midst of fire and water.

Very strange,

Also incredible.

It was just a little cat, but it healed all of them at that time.

then,

I gradually adapted to my work and became smoother.

It can be said that that little cat is the savior of their entire department.

Naturally, everyone poured their love into it.

"But why did you come to this place? The door should have been closed."

"And there are also agencies here."

He frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his mind.

I recalled the sound of the metal plate I heard coming from the direction of the entrance.

Minding his own business, he suddenly realized.

"That means some guy brought him in, right?"

"This place is not safe. If everyone's precious cat is lost, our third group will be doomed."

Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned pale.

Immediately, he tried hard to pull off his face to make his face look kinder.

No matter what, protect this cat!

"Little guy, don't move there, okay?"

"Uncle will come to find you soon."

While saying these lines that even made him feel sick, he walked towards the wall on the left.

His movements were slow and careful, as if he was afraid of alarming the other person and causing him to run away.

It must be said that when the entire department became a cat-loving maniac, his actions seemed very professional.

Unfortunately, when he walked to the left wall, what he saw was not the familiar cat, but an indifferent face.

one person.

A man looking at him expressionlessly.

For a moment, he was stunned, forgetting to react, and his mind was filled with confusion.

Arnuo looked at this dull face and sighed silently in his heart.

Sure enough, just as he thought, this person was not professional at all.

In this case, the first reaction should be to attack, not to be stunned.

Although they are not a fighting force, they should know this bit of knowledge.

How did they pass their training?

With such doubts in mind, a cold voice sounded in Arno's ears.

【Ding. 】

[Your skills have been cooled down. 】

Arno's expression relaxed when he heard this voice.

In an instant, all doubts disappeared, replaced by a smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth.

No matter what kind of doubts you have, it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, the opponent's outcome will not change at this time.

What is supposed to happen, will always happen.

"you--"

When the other party saw Arno's smile, his pupils shrank and he subconsciously wanted to make a sound.

An endless sense of foreboding struck him.

However, in the end, his voice did not come out.

Because Arno's sleeve arrow was already stuck in his throat.

Almost at the same time, Arno's hand also covered his mouth, depriving him of the right to cry out in pain.

"rest in peace."

Arnuo looked into the other person's eyes that were fixed in death and said softly.

Blood splashed onto his clothes along the sleeve arrows.

However, Arno did not pull out the arrow from his sleeve immediately. Instead, he took out a roll of bandages from his pocket.

Immediately, he pulled out his sleeve arrow.

Almost in an instant, blood splashed out like a fountain.

Arno turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time, he quickly wrapped the bandage in his hand around the opponent's neck.

This is of course not that Arnold wants to save the other party, nor is it some special evil intention.

He just didn't want the blood to flow onto his clothes.

In that case, it will be more troublesome.

"..."

Finally, after a few rounds of bandages on Arno, the blood was no longer visible.

Although some of it flowed down the other person's neck to the lining, this didn't matter to Arnold.

Anyway, others can’t see what’s going on inside.

"Feel sorry."

Without any sincerity, Arno quickly took off the other party's clothes and put them on himself.

Of course, his original body had been thrown to the ground.

Then, Arno put his palm on the other person's face, as tenderly as if he were caressing a lover.

"Skill, activate."

With a soft murmur, a familiar light surrounded Arno's body.

His face and bones slowly began to change in this ray of light.

Finally, after the light stopped, what appeared was no longer the person before, but the face of the person Arno killed.

"I'll use your face to do my job."

Arno said calmly, picked up the clothes on the ground, casually covered the body, and turned around to leave.

They say they are leaving, but in fact they are just turning a corner.

Arno patted his clothes, flattened the wrinkles, and stood in front of the monitoring room.

This time, he didn't knock on the door, but opened the door directly and went in.

"Hey, you're back. Do you know who was knocking on the door just now?"

Inside, a strong man smiled and waved to Arno and asked.

Arno shook his head.

"No one was found. Maybe an insect hit the door."

This reason does not stand up to scrutiny.

After all, which insect can knock out the door?

That size is too big.

However, the people present did not express any doubts after hearing this. Instead, they nodded and directly exposed the matter.

"If that's all, let's get on with our business."

The strong man patted the chair next to Arno and said.

At first, Arnold thought the other party was talking about monitoring the transport plane.

But obviously, he still overestimated the professional ethics of these people.

When Arno sat on the chair, the strong man took out a deck of cards from the shadow behind the chair.