The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

I don't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate, but for the first time participating in the selection of welfare copies, Ren Yifei was selected.

The system notified the selected people three days in advance: one ghost card and two items other than ghost cards are allowed, and two active skills are allowed.

Since this kind of hint is given, it means that the official basic judgment of this copy is the 'mid-end bureau'.

"In the mid-end game of the Hundred People Group, there are also huge opportunities in the risk." There are already players on the Internet analyzing this dungeon.

For ordinary players, the difficulty of a mid-end game with a hundred players is close to or exceeds that of a low-difficulty copy of a high-end game. This is still a welfare copy. It's hard to say that the real difficulty is not a mid-end game, but a high-end game.

It's not like there has been a case where a mid-end game becomes a high-end game, and players are wiped out.

However, the benefits of the Hundreds are also the highest.

Whether it is the final reward or the props that may be obtained in the game, the drop probability is three times that of the normal copy. There may even be powerful rare skills.

Many people have obtained the best items from the Hundred People Group that are not for sale in the mall, and they are sold well for their own use.

So every time the 100-member group, there are many people signing up.

"Do you remember that person's battle to become famous? The only survivor of the high-end Hundreds." A certain player slanted the topic.

"Saman? Has he been a little miserable recently? He suddenly fell out with Tianhong, and then disappeared." The player immediately guessed that Saman was also well-known among the bottom players.

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes. It is said that he was hunted down and offered a reward of ten golden shells and 10,000 white shells. I don't know if it was the person who had offended before, or... ah, before the birds are exhausted, do you want to cook a dog and hide a bow?" Walked by, couldn't help but chime in.

"Who said it was Tianhong? Don't talk nonsense if there is no evidence. It was obviously that Saman was self-respecting, but he failed and was expelled. I think Hongen will be better in the future without Saman." refute.

The passerby fan of Saman was immediately dissatisfied: "With Saman's ability, can he be forced to flee? Not to leave Hong Enbu's game, right?"

"Layout? Ha, he is like a dog without power, layout? Don't put gold on your master's face."

Some people are still struggling with the amount of the reward: "Only ten gold shells? Who are you looking down on? Which player on the star list doesn't have hundreds of gold shells? The big man Saman is the top 100 players. Yuesan Jinbei invited him to work together."

"Rumour? How can Jinbei make so much money? Of course, Yinbei is more difficult."

These people quarreled, and the 100-story high-rise building was quarreled, and the topic was completely divorced.

"I heard that he is also a candidate for the 100-person group this time." The insider came out and broke the news, trying to bring the topic back to the copy of the 100-person welfare.

However to no avail.

The topic went completely wrong, and everyone began to discuss a hapless man named Saman.

Ren Yifei frowned and closed the forum, inexplicably, he wanted to find out what happened to the Hundred People Group, but it was all crooked.

"Saman? Why does it sound familiar?" Ren Yifei shook his head and put the matter aside for the time being.

On the other side of East Star City, Saman's matter has just fermented.

Because Saman's superficial skills are in place, he has never revealed his dissatisfaction with Tianhong in the past. Even if he really has the ambition of a wolf, what the uninformed will see is his loyalty and no regrets.

Therefore, he suddenly fell out with Tianhong, and resolutely left, and public opinion was not one-sided.

His original subordinates fell out one by one. They didn't believe that Saman left voluntarily. There must be some conspiracy in it, maybe it was forced by Tianhong.

"The boss must be threatened? Tianhong of the dog day!" Mu Zhi, who was in charge of information, gritted his teeth while criticizing on the Internet.

"Boss, where are you now?" Daoyue called Saman.

Where? Saman looked at the random teleportation to the place, which was an endless wilderness.

There are weeds all over the place, and there are also a few thin trees. Red, brown, yellow, blue... five or six colors are mixed together, not messy, but rather beautiful.

Just can't see the animal, don't know if it's not, or hide.

At the end of his line of sight, he saw a grey thing, he didn't know what it was, like a rock, or like a wild goat with gray fur hidden in the grass.

Saman raised the telescope and found that it was a concrete room, standing there alone. It is obviously a man-made thing, but the rough style of painting is perfectly integrated with this wilderness. Its owner should also be a dashing person, right?

Saman can't be so handsome, alone in the wasteland but not lonely and pitiful. He habitually hides himself and uses various obstacles to protect himself.

The most suitable place for him to live should be the dense forest in the distance, with overlapping tree shadows.

He could build a tree house there, pick the thickest tree, not too tall, too tall to be conspicuous.

He will stay here for the next few months.

"Boss?" Seeing that Daoyue didn't speak there, she thought that something had happened, and her voice was an octave higher.

"Well, I heard it." Saman said as he walked, his feet stepped on the uneven ground, and half of his body was in the weeds, "It's not convenient for me to tell you where I am, and I will talk to you when it stabilizes. "

Daoyue knew that he must have his own plan, so he no longer asked: "Boss, be careful with the Hundred People Group."

"I know."

Daoyue glanced left and right, although it was her own home, she lowered her voice and covered her mouth with her hand: "It's not just because of Tianhong. I heard that this time the Hundred People Group is a bit special."

"How?" Saman stopped and raised his hand to wipe the sweat.

"The top ten in the star list will have some special sources. Seven of them have asked their juniors to sign up for this 100-person group. But I don't know how many people will be selected. I guess, this time, I might be able to produce top-quality items or top-quality skills."

Hearing this news, Saman frowned.

Those ten people didn't have a simple role, and the people they sent must be very capable and favored by them.

It wasn't tricky, it was just a bit of an accident, but he didn't feel pressured by it either.

Except for him, they are all opponents, some can be drawn, some can be used, some need to be eliminated, that's all.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ren Yifei was sitting in the room playing Sudoku. The light outside was just right, and the sun was shining on him and his table through the window, and the whole person's mood also improved.

The guide elf looked at 'Mood Fluctuation 0.06' and seemed to be in a really good mood.

"What do other players have to do with me? I'm only in charge of acting, and the others have nothing to do with me." He held his face, his voice full of the lazy afternoon sun.

"But the previous perfect clearance..." The guide elf just opened his mouth, and Ren Yifei's nerves tensed.

Don't expose my scars, we can still be friends.

"It was an accident before," he emphasized. "It just happened to happen that I had a direct connection with a 'ghost' and had to do a quest. Do you think I could run into this kind of character again?"

"Impossible...?" The guide elf hesitated.

"Why add one?" Ren Yifei's mood index dropped by 1 percentage point.

"Impossible!" The guide elf said solemnly.

"Well, I think so too. If there is a character directly related to the 'ghost', it's not right to meet one, and then another one? How could there be such a coincidence?"

He said the last sentence with a guilty conscience, but soon said confidently: "If I don't do the main quest, can someone press me to do it? Impossible. In short, I won't do anything superfluous except acting."

For the next two days, Ren Yifei did nothing, and stayed at home quietly, feeling the essence of the sun and the moon, and breathing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Then on the last day, he lay in bed and entered the game.

Before he woke up, the ethereal and ethereal singing came flying, like a small feather scratching the eardrum, and he didn't know what was under him, swaying, making him soft and relaxed.

This entry, he likes it.

Come and try the newest skill: CV.

He pulled out a piece of paper:

He Jun, the red-crowned crane gets the moonlight and becomes the essence, and the essence is a thousand years old. It is a male.

She likes to eat fish, shrimp, shellfish, fruits and vegetables, and hates red meat.

hiss.

Dan, Ding, Crane, among the cranes, the 'smart' ones.

Ren Yifei rubbed his hair backhand for the first time.

Fortunately, the hair is thick and soft, and the human-shaped red-crowned crane does not have the small problem of baldness.

It was only later that he noticed that the "little problem" of "animals becoming sperm" was actually a fantasy background.

This is troublesome. Under the fantasy world view, many things can't be "exacted with common sense", and his proud observation and analysis skills are half discounted.

"Master, Tingyun Pavilion is here." A delicate voice outside the sedan chair reminded him.

On the platform of Tingyun Pavilion, the ghost who was enjoying the song and dance while eating and drinking suddenly heard a misty singing voice.

"Where did the singing come from?" A big demon raised his head.

The other big demon put down his wine glass. He looked at the sky and smiled involuntarily: "Here comes an old friend, and I haven't seen him in a hundred years."

"Who?"

"He-Jun, he is very particular, and he must accompany singing and dancing when he travels."

"It's really him? Is his retreat over?" The big demon also remembered, and pouted in disgust, "Jun He has a lot of things, likes white clothes, doesn't eat meat, and takes a bath several times a day."

"You can't say that, He Jun just loves cleanliness and doesn't eat meat, so he can be called a stinky problem?"

On the question of 'Is there a lot of things about He Jun?', the demons had a heated discussion.

He Jun is an outlier among demons, and there are many people who love him and many who hate him. The former looks at the face, the latter looks at the face... other than that.

In the end, they came to a conclusion: He Jun is really careful, but he is also really good-looking.

"Jun He is very beautiful, shouldn't Aijie?" As long as he looks good, anything is fine.

Soon, a group of people came up from the clouds in the distance.

The first few maids opened the way, and wherever they passed, the petals were like falling snow, and there was a dark fragrance coming along with the singing.

Eight beautiful children carried the sedan chair and walked through the clouds, with two pink circles on their round faces, happy brows and smiling eyes, gently lifted their feet, and jumped slowly over a cloud layer with the sedan chair.

The sun was half exposed on the clouds, giving this exquisite sedan chair a golden edge.

This is a very beautiful sedan chair. The top of the sedan chair is a three-dimensional sculpture, surrounded by four seasons scenery. There are hundreds of insects, fish, birds and beasts, each of which is vivid.

The two sides of the sedan chair below are also made of high-quality wood, and the walls are pasted with kesi embroidery paintings that can only be woven by first-class craftsmen in four or five years.

From a distance, this painting just feels bright and colorful. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was a handsome red-crowned crane, spreading its wings to the red sun in the blue and silver auspicious clouds.

"Tsk." A gorgeous-looking big demon couldn't help but snorted, reached out and slapped his obsessed companion, "Pretend."

The companion was helpless: "Peacock, didn't you admire He Jun before? Why did you hate him like this all of a sudden?"

"Who admires him?"

There are not many demons who don't like Hejun, but no matter how reluctant they are, they are big demons, and they always have to greet them when they see them.

Therefore, as soon as Hejun's sedan chair fell on the platform, the demon who was not strong enough stood up consciously and greeted him: "I have seen Hejun."

The maids all retreated from both sides, and with their fair and slender fingers, they lifted the gauze, and a man came out from inside.

This man is eight feet tall and has a handsome face. Although he looks forward to brilliance, there are no traces in his eyes. Everything is like clouds and smoke, and he is very casual.

His black hair was tied in a jade crown, his big cloak was hanging on the ground, and he was holding a small black-boned fan in his hand. There was a faint scent of coldness coming from where he stood, which lifted his spirits.

The musicians stopped playing music, the dancers stopped singing and dancing, everyone looked at him, and the banquet was silent for a while.

Haven't seen him for a hundred years, Hejun's style is better than before.

Ren Yifei nodded to everyone, and his eyes slowly swept across the big demon present. He glanced at the gorgeous big demon who just didn't look down on his attitude, with a blushing face on his neck: "What are you looking at?"

Ren Yifei didn't understand the situation when he first arrived.

He really didn't look at him, and the big demon was unhappy: "Why look at everyone, but not me?"

Ren Yifei:  …

You, are you sick?

The author has something to say: Guide the Genie: Will it go well this time?

Alfie: 'Right'?

Guide Elf: This time it will be smooth!

Self-deception non-Emirates fly.

Volume 3: Spring Banquet