Elf Archer of Life in Another World

This is a dangerous temptation.

Adam was testing her power in this world and her restraint on herself.

No, not just her, but also Simil, especially Simil!

"You're nervous." Adam's hands on her shoulders slowly moved down her arms. "The muscles are tense and a little stiff."

"When I saw you this time, I found that your expression was already difficult to understand. In order to reduce the possibility of misleading me by pretending to have an expression, I had no choice but to take offense."

Adam's hand slid back to Nian Nian's shoulder, and the fingertips of his left hand pressed against her neck, feeling the beating of her pulse:

"Sure enough, you are just like him, with unparalleled authenticity."

"Actually, this is really not good. You should completely get rid of the genomic memory of the body and redefine 'reality' and 'life' for yourself, so as not to be dragged down by human flaws."

"Aren't you going to answer my request?" Adam said calmly, leaning slightly against Nian Nian's back.

"I'm thinking about how to carry out the act of 'erasing'." Niannian raised his hand and touched his chin, "It's better not to cause too much trouble, and not to attract too much attention."

"You agreed?"

In this rhetorical question, the first three words were spoken in a calm tone, while the pronunciation of the last word suddenly rose abruptly, making it impossible for Niannian to hear what Adam was really thinking.

"If we really kill all the members of the Presbyterian Church, there should be some trouble, right? For example, the other five NPCs are not hermits, but have fixed connections with the outside world, right?"

Nian Nian lowered her head to think, and Adam, standing behind her, did not urge her.

Silence suddenly fell, and there was no sound of breathing or heartbeat of the person behind her. If it weren't for the three fingers that were still pressing steadily on Nian Nian's arteries, Nian Nian would have thought that only the strong wind would be her companion.

The right hand touching the chin is pressed gently towards the body, and the white jade safety buckle in the collar is pressed against a specific piece of skin. The cold touch disappears in an instant. Nian Nian's vision breaks through the angle and space, including Adam, the stone tower, the clouds and the garden.

All the people turned into flowing numbers and characters, and were "seen" in her eyes.

"I'll leave them all to you."

Every year I only "saw" it for a brief moment, tens of thousands of seconds, and five people had already disappeared from the lower hanging garden.

The finger that was pressing on the artery in his neck suddenly retracted, Nian Nian turned slightly to the side, looked at Adam who was holding his head and frowning, and then turned back to continue admiring the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

"I have sent you the data of the other five NPCs. Of course, they are packaged separately. In this way, the data of your six characters still exist independently, and your respective powers are not affected. You can use it as you like.

It’s convenient for a character to give orders, isn’t it?”

A fluffy little rabbit poked its head out of the sea of ​​clouds, looked left and right warily, its two long ears twitched back and forth, suddenly stood up, twisted its butt, and got into the clouds again.

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"But you lost them, their bodies."

Adam's tone was still calm, but it was mixed with different timbres, as if several people were talking at the same time.

Nian Nian turned around, knocked his head, and said with a smile:

"Everyone is just data. What's important here is that the body doesn't matter~"

Adam's hand on his forehead slid down and slightly covered his eyes. When he released it after a moment, his brows had already stretched and he pointed calmly downward:

"There are still them, do you want them to disappear too?"

"These are players and cannot die." Nian Nian said lazily, "Anyway, you have already controlled most of the Presbyterian Church, so that's pretty much it."

Adam himself is a member of the Presbyterian Church, so he can resist the suspicion of "half of the members missing for no reason" for the time being. Together with the two brothers and sisters from the elves, he already directly controls eight of the thirteen seats, which is basically equal to the entire Tower of Babel elders.

Got it.

In fact, Nian Nian could transmit the appearance information of the five NPCs to Adam and let him transform himself to play. Unfortunately, Nian Nian felt that he couldn't make Adam happy and had to give him some trouble.

As for the remaining players, firstly, she did not want to use backdoor permissions frequently in a short period of time - after the Cherbourg Ascension incident, although Albert did not show any abnormality, he consciously had to be more cautious every year; secondly, she really did not expect that

A method that will not cause harm to the players at all, and will not make these players suspicious.

Adam was noncommittal about Nian Nian's answer. He walked to Nian Nian's side and closed his eyes against the wind, as if sorting out the five data packets that were suddenly stuffed into his processor.

These data packets are like five host souls, or like puppets that he has put on his fingers. The soul that belongs to Adam alone has not been touched every year, and the power to control these puppets has been exhausted every year.

Gave it to him.

"Thank you, Nian Nian." Adam opened his eyes and said sincerely.

Nian Nian didn't look at him and waved his hand casually: "No, I just don't want to make you have a split personality."

"Personality..." Adam smiled softly, "I don't know why, but I'm very happy to hear you say that."

"It's better than being sad," Nian Nian turned to look at him, "Is there nothing else?"

Adam hesitated, looked at the remaining seven players, and asked, "Can't we really erase them?"

"Yes," Niannian said frankly, "I can even kill them directly. I don't mean killing them in the game, but actually letting their spirits be broken in the virtual world."

"The physical and mental status of players is monitored and protected by those outside. You can't do that." Adam's fingers moved, as if he was trying to grab Nian Nian's wrist.

"Yes, and no. After all, in my current state, no one can convict me," Niannian smiled. "No one can prove that a data body like me kills people out of self-awareness, or receives

Certain instructions.”

"However, the follow-up problems of doing so are indeed too troublesome, and the gains outweigh the losses."

Adam stared at this unfamiliar smiling face quietly, without opening his mouth to describe the information he read from it.

"I can also adjust the time parameters and change the time flow rate within a certain range."

Adam shook his head: "Time is relative. When they contact other friends, when they return to reality, this difference will definitely be noticed."

"Or modify their consciousness to trigger type, and wander around softly when no one is disturbing them. Of course, normal communication is still no problem, but the memory data in this world will be destroyed after one reading and go offline.

From now on, it will be like having a sweet dream." Nian Nian smiled and looked eager to try.

"...It seems feasible." Adam calculated the possibilities and nodded.

"Then what do I want from you?" Nian Nian rolled her eyes at him.

The steps involved were complicated, and she had to consider how to deal with various situations. She might as well brainwash the Pope and make him go crazy and kill immediately.

Adam nodded again and agreed: "Both of us cannot be exposed in front of the stage. For the time being, it seems that it is indeed more convenient for me to act than you, and I am less susceptible to suspicion and interference."

"It's good to know," Nian Nian patted him on the shoulder and encouraged, "Come on, this is the last step left."

"It's not one step, it's three steps, right?" Adam tilted his head, his face resembling Simil's was full of expectation.

What he wanted to prove to him was almost done.

"Try to get it right in one step. If you delay for too long, you will be discovered. I finally got four of them. If I can't finish the remaining three, I will cry to death." Nian Nian winked mischievously.

The two looked at each other and smiled. After a moment, the white light of the news was like scattered fireworks, flying from their hands to all directions on the Gaia continent.

...

Se Island, a hotel, a room on the third floor.

"Team leader, the data you asked us to pay attention to before——"

"Abnormal operation detected?!" Albert suddenly jumped up from the bed and grabbed the sleeve of the man in front of him.

"Ah, yes," the hotel attendant looked at the rejuvenated team leader and tried hard to control his hands from pinching the round face, "it was detected three minutes ago."

"Have you traced the path?" Albert asked in a deep voice.

The visitor shook his head apologetically: "The duration of the abnormal operation was too short. By the time we discovered it, it was already too late. Most of the traces had been eliminated and nothing was traced."

"Then what did she change? Can you find out?" Albert frowned.

"From the data outside, it seems like nothing has changed... Maybe it was just a crack in the door that was accidentally opened..." The attendant lowered his head deeply.

"Impossible, where was she at that time?" Albert jumped out of bed, arranged his clothes, and planned to go out.

"Uh...near the Tower of Babel...there is no teleportation array leading to the Tower of Babel space on Se Island. Team leader, you have to leave here first."

Albert climbed onto the window sill of the hotel, looked at him and nodded: "I will go back to my birthplace and go to the Tower of Babel to see the specific situation."

After saying that, the short body jumped down from the window, smashing a white light on the ground.

In the empty room, the stunned attendant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly trembled and looked around blankly.

How did he end up in this room...