The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Saman stared at him blankly.

Ren Yifei pulled the corner of his mouth and raised a **** **** at him: "Does it look good?"

The low, breathless voice is very sexy.

Saman touched his nose and coughed awkwardly twice: "Sorry." He reached out and closed the door gently.

However, he also saw Ren Yifei's injury. The color of the blood was abnormal, and it was probably poisonous. He thought again and again: "I will help you clean up the wound. I learned it, trust me once?"

After a while, Ren Yifei opened the door, the wound was simply treated, and he wrapped a hemostatic bandage produced by the system to stop the bleeding. He put on new pants and stared straight at Saman with his upper body naked: "No, I will end this game today."

"You?" Saman was a little surprised. He thought that Ren Yifei would not admit to being killed.

Ren Yifei endured the pain and said 'ha': "Don't tell me you will stay away from me if I don't admit it? And since I killed the player, I will definitely be noticed. The longer it takes, the worse it will be."

Now that time was running out, he had to get the matter over before the blood ran out. Fortunately, it was the player who noticed him, otherwise the perfect clearance would have to be discounted.

He couldn't help but remind Saman: "Don't get in my way."

The combination of an NPC and a player is too attractive to destroy his deduction plan, which is the enemy.

Saman immediately raised his hands to show his innocence: "The systemic hemostatic bandage can't detoxify, can I help you deal with the wound?"

Feeling the pain in the wound, Ren Yifei nodded: "Be careful, blood cannot get on your pants."

Unfastening the bandage, the wound has already started to stop bleeding and scab.

The shaft of the arrow was pulled out after treatment, so no wood residue was left in the body. Saman cleaned his wound with gauze soaked with medical alcohol, and sprinkled some medicine. Although these medicines do not detoxify, they at least provide some narcotic pain relief.

After that, he wrapped the bandage again, and a thin loop would allow the wound to heal quickly.

When cleaning and applying medicine, he often tugs at the wound, but during this process, Ren Yifei suffers without saying a word. He pursed his lips tightly, only turning his face away when Saman looked over.

"Does it hurt?" Saman looked at his wet eyes and a little tear on his eyelashes.

"Stop talking, don't waste time."

Ren Yifei paused at every word, and a lot of sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't call out a single sound of pain.

Saman has some doubts, in his own reality, will 'Afei' be an undercover character? If you are a person in the entertainment industry who makes money by acting, there are few such people who can endure hardship.

"Okay." After bandaging, Saman wiped his back with a clean towel.

Ren Yifei raised his head slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his face was the same, as if he had just been bullied. Saman stared at the Adam's apple on his slender neck and the sunken collarbone, the smell of blood like accelerant, his eyes darkened by dilated pupils.

When Ren Yifei saw it, he wanted to push him away, but he pulled on the wound: "Don't be in heat with me."

Saman touched his nose and said nothing. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Ren Yifei took out a knife and slashed his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" He was startled.

"Pretending to be slightly injured." Ren Yifei said.

The slash was deep, but Ren Yifei didn't even frown: "A young NPC who hasn't experienced much can take out an arrow without changing his face, do you believe it? I'm going out in a while, so it must be believed. , I was only slightly injured."

He laughed: "At that time, there was chaos. Those people would only remember that I was shot by an arrow, fell into the water, and came out to fight back. As long as these three elements were matched, they would not notice whether I was pierced by an arrow or shot by an arrow. hurt."

In fact, there are still many flaws that may be discovered, but in the current situation, this is the best way.

"Also, NPCs don't have that magical hemostatic bandage. It has to be a little blood to make it look real." Ren Yifei handed him a piece of cloth torn from his clothes, "Give me another bandage, this time using this kind of rag. , it is best to cover the traces of the system gauze."

Saman pursed his lips tightly, not knowing what to say about Ren Yifei's self-harm behavior. But he still did.

"I have clues where lines cross, life and death." Saman asked while bandaging, "Do you want to cooperate?"

"I never cooperate with others." Ren Yifei said clearly, "I also don't share the spoils with others."

Saman understood what Ren Yifei meant. The allure of camouflage flow to them is information, and information can help them crack the copy. However, Ren Yifei is different. After he gets the information, he will solve the puzzle himself without using others.

What is the meaning of cooperation? It is all about poverty alleviation, and no one likes poverty alleviation.

"I know, so I'm asking, in the Desolation Corner, we work together?" Saman instinctively gave a genuinely pleasing smile, "You have a lot of silver shells, I have enough gold shells. And, you are right The knowledge and understanding of NPCs can help me improve the 'Virtual Desolation Corner' plan."

"Virtual what?" Ren Yifei thought he had heard it wrong.

"Integrate the dungeon information and use holographic technology to make the 'Virtual Horn of Desolation' game, giving people more than 80% of the real dungeon experience." Saman's words were very calm, as if he was not doing a major event to change the Horn of Desolation.

Ren Yifei was very surprised: "Your world has progressed to the point where you can create a hologram? Also, can you program the system of the Horn of Desolation?"

To be honest, many players of this kind of virtual game have thought about it, and Ren Yifei has searched for relevant information. However, he simply couldn't write programs in the information world of the Desolation Corner.

Saman smiled slightly: "I naturally have my own method." Saman didn't know that he looked like a courting peacock or a gardener bird, trying to show his charm and wealth.

Ren Yifei looked at him and couldn't help saying, "You lied to everyone."

Saman in the Horn of Desolation is a gangster who is a useful second-in-command under Tianhong. Although there is some talent in the game, there is nothing that can attract attention from others.

Both are fake.

It is impossible to engage in this virtual game for one day or two days, or one month and two months. Perhaps Saman has planned for a year or two. During this period, he needed to spend a lot of time, energy and money, but he didn't even know it.

Ren Yifei guessed that he was about to succeed, and that's why he fell out with Tianhong-because he no longer needed Tianhong as a tool.

The people in the Horn of Desolation actually sympathize with him? I really sympathize with the loneliness.

"Isn't the Horn of Desolation the binary used?" Ren Yifei asked.

Saman nodded and answered his doubts: "The players in the Horn of Desolation are all from parallel worlds with the same cultural background, and the level of technology is similar. But those dungeon worlds are completely different worlds, and occasionally encounter high Technological civilization has the answer in it.”

"..." It's amazing, everyone else is solving the mystery, and he has to learn information technology while solving the mystery, and it only takes seven days, or even less than seven days.

Ren Yifei asked tentatively, "High-end copy?"

"That's right."

"How long did it take to learn?"

Saman looked at him and answered any questions: "Two years." After two years of uninterrupted access to high-end dungeons, there will be an opportunity to enter the high-level civilization world every ten times on average. And the information technology in that world has only a one-third chance of being useful to him.

But then he acquired a useful skill that greatly accelerated this learning rate.

Two years are great.

"It seems that your computer skills are very good." Ren Yifei sighed sincerely, if this thing is born, the forces of the Horn of Desolation will have to be reshuffled, because no player can refuse 'it'.

There really isn't a simple one in the Horn of Desolation.

"You think highly of me, my computer skills are only average, but luckily, I found the key to unlock it. Others, just a little bit of luck."

Saman smiled and passed his investment and dedication.

In fact, it took Saman three years to enter the Horn of Desolation. In the first year, he accidentally discovered the key to unlock it. After that, he was planning the 'Virtual Corner of Desolation'.

Tianhong thought that he was the one who discovered Saman, but it was not. Tianhong's attention, recruiting, and even the fear and exclusion afterward were all deliberately guided by Saman.

Saman needs another identity to hide what he really wants to do.

This matter is that the core subordinates are not very clear, and Saman clearly said it for the first time.

'A Fei' can live like a duck in the wild corner by his own ability. He has to pay a lot of money to attract this person's attention.

"This copy, after we exchanged information, we can act independently without hindering each other." Saman added.

Ren Yifei doesn't care about this. He is not a professional technician, and his interest in this is not very high.

However, he began to think about cooperation. After all, there is an opportunity for the richest man in the future to look for investment in front of him. Those who don't accept it are not lazy, but stupid.

"Okay. I'll think about it after I go out. It's a matter of cooperation."

"Okay." The new wound was bandaged, but this kind of rags couldn't stop the bleeding. The blood inside kept seeping out, soiling the new clothes.

Ren Yifei carried his bag: "Now they must have begun to doubt me and act with me in a play."

"Okay." Saman assisted him to put the bag on his back, while he picked up the black cat.

"Meow." The black cat bared his teeth at Saman.

"Your father's hand hurts." Saman wanted to touch the black cat, but was caught. Really father and son, he thought.

"I'll go first, and you'll come out in a minute."

The moment he stepped out of the door, Ren Yifei, who had been frowning and endured the pain just now, straightened his back in an instant, but his face was hissed and breathed in pain, looking like he couldn't stand the pain.

Like two people.

Several players came towards him and looked at Ren Yifei's clothes and the exposed bandage marks.

Ren Yifei kept inhaling in pain. Seeing this, he subconsciously picked up the fire axe, and said with a little anger, "What are you doing?"

"You killed him?" a player urged him.

Ren Yifei's face turned pale, and he retorted loudly: "I didn't! I didn't kill... How did I know he couldn't slide in? It's so shallow over there!" His voice weakened, probably because he lacked confidence.

"I heard you fell into the river?"

Ren Yifei held the fire axe tightly, afraid to the extreme, but he rebounded from the bottom with killing intent in his eyes: "So what?"

"How did you come out?" There are a lot of NPCs fighting against players, but it is very special to appear twice in a row. Either this npc's spirit of resistance is particularly strong, or...

Several people surrounded him, Ren Yifei took a few steps back: "What do you want to do?"

His voice and arms were shaking violently, and he was stern.

"Tell us, we won't embarrass you."

Ren Yifei gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what happened. After I fell into the water, someone pulled me down. At that time, my shoulder was injured and I couldn't move. on the water."

"He has no such obligation to answer you." Saman appeared holding the black cat with a half-smile on his face.

The players looked at each other, shrugged, and left.

"They are crazy! Let's pour some hot water?" Ren Yifei said to himself, touching the wound and shouting pain, while walking towards the restaurant.

Before dinner time, there was no one in the restaurant, it was empty. The refugees have all gone to the water to fish for fish.

"Exchange messages now?" Saman sat down. "Do you know the chair grave?"

"Chair tomb?" Ren Yifei immediately remembered the funeral characteristics of a certain place, "Chair tomb, a unique tomb of a certain place built according to the mountain. This kind of tomb is semi-circular with a platform, shaped like a Taishi chair, and the name is carved on the vertical surface below. , not only the independent monument, the descendants are buried under the ancestors, and the family tombs are stepped."

That's right, there is such a tradition in southern Zhejiang. They believe that this shape of the tomb can better hide the wind and absorb the qi, retain the aura of the mountains and rivers, and also block the evil spirit.

Seeing that Ren Yifei knew, Saman would not explain the chair grave. He said: "The grass-slipping **** covered with plastic turf on the top of the mountain used to be a cemetery. According to the village log, the ancestors of the people on this island migrated from southern Zhejiang. There is a tradition of building chair graves. The world may be wrong, but the village log is definitely a clue."

[Lines cross, life and death meet. 】

If the junction of life and death represents a cemetery, the intersection of lines may not refer to the fairy tale town above, but to the grassland.

What they were looking for yesterday was the platform, but the more informative 'vertical', the turf-covered slope, has yet to be seen.

Anyone who has seen the chair grave knows that the information of the deceased is mostly carved on the 'vertical surface', and the **** must have a secret.

Is this a veteran player? Ren Yifei looked at Saman.

In just two days, I found out where the NPCs came from, and then I learned about the habit of local people to build graves.

Thinking of the dungeon of "Neighborhood", I can also notice a newspaper and lock the final boss through the newspaper, but it is only a little slower than his shortcut.

This person is so sensitive to information that it is almost cheating.

"In the copy, there is no information that is completely useless. Such a deliberately mentioned legend is very likely to be a hint." Saman said.

Players who have tried high-end games pay special attention to collecting this information, and many clues are hidden in these true and false rumors.

Ren Yifei's talent can beat a wave of people, but talent alone is not enough.

His shortcoming is experience. He doesn't know many things that are conventional in the eyes of old players.

Although it is normal for players to go the wrong way and suffer losses, but suddenly they do not want to see this person wrestling.

"Is this senior's experience?" Ren Yifei chuckled. When he moved, the swing of his arm drove the wound, but the more it hurt, the more natural Ren Yifei laughed.

"You think so, so it is." Saman looked at him, opened his mouth, and swallowed his worry.

Worry, he is not enough.

"However, maybe I'm superfluous, you will always have your way, and only you can do it."

Being injured by an arrow and still standing here talking and laughing, this is no longer acting... It's not something that is only regarded as work, but some kind of terrible survival talent.

Even a thousand faces is not enough. The style of a thousand faces is cautious and aims to hide themselves. His camouflage is very secure, and his grades are stable at around 80. Even if there are no surprises, at least it won't make people nervous.

And the style of 'Afei', he would like to call it 'weird'.

You can never guess his next move, his camouflage of 'odd', 'dangerous', and 'different' is like walking a tightrope all the time. His score also jumped sideways between tenths and tenths, and his heart was bungee jumping.

Looking at the interactions over the past two days, he felt several times that 'A Fei' playing like this would be seen through by players and NPCs, but every time it was a near miss.

Even now, he felt that Ah Fei was on the verge of being seen through, only one flaw left.

"Did you want to ask, am I not afraid of overturning by doing this?" Ren Yifei saw his doubts.

"I am different from what you said. He seems to be from a professional class and has a complete set of proven and useful theories as a practical basis. I am wild, so I play a person and only capture his most essential characteristics, and the rest The side branches can be temporarily put aside for a while.”

"Only scripts need logic, not life."

The author has something to say: A Fei: tear the vest.

Saman: You tear me up too.