Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

The bonfire is burning,

The branches and leaves are dissolving, making a "crackling" sound.

Two people were holding a pile of dead branches and leaves. After seeing that the fire had subsided, they threw them inside.

Arno came back, the firelight reflecting on his cheeks.

Kuso and Huck looked up at him, but didn't say anything.

Jim still stood dumbly, saying nothing.

The uncle was lying on the ground not far away, snoring. He woke up just now, took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and drank it, and fell into a deeper sleep.

A few people sitting not far away were whispering something to each other, occasionally looking in the direction of the three Arnolds.

They had smiles on their faces, kindness on their faces, and no pointing fingers.

Presumably, he was just a little curious about the three newcomers.

The atmosphere was peaceful, except for the sound of the burning fire and the occasional chuckle from others, there was no other sound.

The whole world looked very quiet under the night.

The breeze gently caressed everyone's cheeks and moved the dead leaves on the ground, playing a silent music.

At this time, Arnold was enjoying the moment of tranquility.

It was as if a trace of softness was squeezed out from the busy calculations and indifferent actions.

However, he knew that this time would soon be over.

"Actually, occasionally, that's not bad, right?"

Arno looked up at the sky and murmured.

These soft words were blown away by an inexplicably cold wind and did not reach anyone's ears.

He looked at the moon,

It always hangs there, emitting a sacred and bright light.

It's as if everything in the world has nothing to do with it.

No matter there is a disaster or massacre in the lower world, it does not waver in the slightest.

"It neither cries nor laughs."

"It's just, hanging there."

Arno closed his eyes.

The face of the middle-aged man Lan En has a slightly lonely look, and his lines seem to have become a little gentler.

The beating firelight and the cold moonlight intertwined on his face.

Both cold and tender.

boom!

At this moment, a deafening sound echoed under the night sky.

This brief moment of tranquility shattered into fragments in the starry sky and disappeared into the wind.

"what happened!?"

Jim woke up and looked in the direction of the sound in shock.

Others, including Kuso and Huck, stood up and looked along the sound.

Under their gaze, a huge layer of flames burst out from the top of the building.

Glass shattered, earth and rocks flew out, and the whole building was crumbling.

The flames dyed the sky red, and the red light even spread to the city.

"how come?"

Jim looked livid.

Arno's pupils reflected the red color of the flames, and he remained silent.

"No! I have to go there!"

Said in a deep voice, Jim wanted to rush towards the building.

However, a hand held him.

"Let me go, my sister is still in there."

Jim turned around and stared at Arnold with bloodshot eyes.

"No, you have to stay here to take charge of the overall situation."

Arno shook his head and turned to look at Kuso and Huck.

"You two, stop him."

"You bastard! My sister is still in there! Do you want to just ignore it!?"

Jim struggled, but Kuso and Huck quickly came over and held him down.

Others around him lowered their heads and didn't say anything.

Going in now would only lead to death, and there was no way they could help Jim.

"stop fighting."

"I didn't say I wouldn't save her."

Arno said calmly.

His eyes were like pools of stagnant water, staring into Jim's blood-red eyes.

"I will save her."

"you--"

"Just think of it as a reward for taking us in. We are here at this time, maybe just for this matter."

Arno smiled at Jim, "What do you mean by this? Destiny?"

"you……"

"You need to lead the others here, don't you? It's your responsibility."

Jim opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Arno's eyes, he finally lowered his head.

"...Please, please, save my sister."

What does it look like for a person to sincerely plead with others?

Arno just saw it now.

"Ah, leave it to me. I promise to bring you a lively little sister."

Arno turned around, waved his hand and ran towards the building.

Kusuo and Huck looked at each other, somewhat confused about the situation.

Their arrival is of course not fate, but acceptance of a mission.

But Lann's words were so sincere that they couldn't tell whether he had made plans in advance.

However, they tend not to be.

Because the flames and explosions in this building were not fake, and Lann was only a human being, and it was impossible to risk his life for acting.

At least, from what they knew about Lann, he was not such a person.

Of course, the premise is that this person is really Lan,

But the two of them knew nothing about this.

——

The top floor of the building,

Thick smoke billows,

There were splashing rubble everywhere, as well as burning flames that couldn't be clearly seen what they were.

The sound of uniform footsteps sounded in the spacious corridor, which was louder than the sound of burning flames.

Some people came out from behind the black smoke, about a dozen people.

They collectively wore protective suits and held the latest Imperial assault rifles in their hands.

The thick smoke obscured them, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

There is no doubt that these are the elite troops of the empire.

"Everyone spread out and start searching."

"If you encounter resistance, clear it on the spot."

The leader of the group ordered the others.

His voice came out through the anti-fog mask, giving people a strong mechanical feel.

"You should have memorized that person's face, right? She can't be killed."

After a pause, he added.

"Yes, we have remembered that person's appearance."

The person behind him saluted and replied.

"very good."

He nodded and waved his hand.

The rest of the people immediately carried their guns and searched elsewhere.

The top floor of the building is not small and there are many rooms. It will take some time to search them out.

at the same time,

In another small room.

Erin hid behind an abandoned table and watched the door warily.

She was holding a somewhat outdated Imperial-generation assault rifle in her hand, with the muzzle facing the door.

As soon as there is any movement, her bullets will pass through the opponent's body without hesitation and take away the opponent's life.

"What do we do now?"

Opposite Irene, a boy who looked like he was hunched under the desk asked.

In his hand, he also held a gun.

"Looking for opportunities."

"Looking for an opportunity?"

"Yes, they will definitely reveal their flaws. We must find that opportunity to break through the opponent's blockade in one fell swoop."

Erin replied calmly.

"As soon as we get to the stairs, we can leave."

"In terms of escape experience, they are not as good as us."