Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The entangled blood threads rose from the ground, quickly blocking all possible exits. At the same time as Lin Huai left, Lu Xiaotian, Fatty, and Zhao Jingtian also looked at each other and left the venue very acquainted.

After they left, the studio, which had fallen into terrifying silence due to the deterrence of the demons on the stage, finally broke down.

"What does he... mean?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice.

The man's voice was beautiful and standard, so there was no chance that he could not understand his language. However, they still questioned each other with a bit of luck.

When the strength forms an absolute crushing trend, all conspiracies and calculations are useless before this. And the man himself seems to be madness itself that cannot be measured by conspiracy.

——He wants to kill all the people in this studio, he wants only 16 people left in this studio!

This thought reverberated in the hearts of all the audience. No one thought 81 was joking—the dozen or so detached corpses, and the body of the security guard shot through the head by a high-speed-moving piece of metal, were proof.

"God..." someone murmured, "please forgive me..."

——What kind of monster is that No. 81? What is he?

——To be able to come up with such a cruel and crazy revenge plan, what kind of monster is he condensed from malice.

Regardless of whether they admit it or not, what is certain is that there is deep remorse in the hearts of everyone present at this moment.

Their remorse, however, is not a product of conscience, but rather a lament about their unfortunate fate. They regret why they didn't stay at home? Why come to this studio? They regret why it was themselves...the number 81?

Why is No. 81 brought to this stage?

The source of their remorse is not fear, but fear. And 81 in the very long years after this, is the fear itself.

They didn't even dare to curse or resist. When faced with fear itself, all these self-proclaimed noble citizens could do was submit.

"Listen to me, everyone, listen to me!" A voice sounded in the studio, stopping everyone's commotion, "What just happened was an accident—"

"Accident? You call this an accident?"

Someone shouted, but the owner of the voice was not affected at all. He stood up, tidying up his neat suit as in the past, stood on the stage, held the microphone thrown by Lin Huai, and said, "We have already communicated with the outside world, and the rescuers will be here soon! You have to trust us, trust the museum!"

Under his cardiotonic, the originally turbulent studio gradually calmed down. Cries, consolations, prayers, and the warm veil were once again put on their faces by this group of people. Without seeing the true cruelty of the consequences, they can be civilized with peace of mind.

However, despite comforting each other, they did not think about the consequences of a child. However, at this time, Dr. Lucier on the other end stood up.

"Doctor, where are you going?" his assistant asked.

"Come with me," the doctor whispered.

The assistant did not suspect him, and he followed Lucier to an inconspicuous corner, where there was an exhaust fan blocked by a small amount of bloodshot. The doctor pointed to the exhaust fan and asked him, "Look at this exhaust fan, can a person pass through it?"

"Varied……"

The moment the assistant looked up, he suddenly felt the huge thrust coming from his waist. He inevitably slipped towards a bloodshot pointed to his throat, and looked at the owner of the hands in amazement.

Then the next moment, the body and head separated.

The high blood spurted out at that moment, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream. The last thing he saw in his life was the Doctor's loving face and his voice.

"I'll live for your sake," he said.

Ten minutes later, another body appeared in the place. The corpse was similar to Dr. Lucier, wearing his clothes, but without a head. And the clothes that originally belonged to him were worn by another person.

And when there were a lot of farces in the studio, there were chases going on in the museum.

Although a potential criminal is difficult to deal with due to his physical weakness, it is really difficult for nearly a hundred potential criminals to be arrested and brought to justice. In other words, even if it is not a potential criminal, but a hundred running wild boars, the guards will have to catch them for a long time.

What's more, the management system in the museum has been completely paralyzed under the attack of hackers. The museum originally had the best anti-riot measures in the entire greenhouse. Thousands of cameras that can automatically recognize faces form all aspects of the inspection system. However, at this time, these thousands of small windows gathered on the big screen are placed in different small windows. In the video, they are SpongeBob SquarePants, Peppa Pig and King Kong Gourd Baby...

At the same time, there are many players who fish in troubled waters. From the moment they were released from the glass case, they were prompted by the system that "the draft campaign will end automatically because the voting system has been breached. Everyone will debut with equal votes", and their task is to fill up the reputation points.

- that is, to become a great villain.

Therefore, they spared no effort to oppose the guards, beating people, preventing fire, and doing everything possible...

And a series of facilities in the museum are also ridiculous. Several guards were about to rush to a fleeing would-be criminal, but were suddenly sprayed with water from a fire extinguisher overhead when they were about to catch him. Sometimes the crisis also comes from the loudspeaker beside them. When they hold the flashlight to find the lost prisoner, they suddenly make the sound of "lostriver"...

And the culprit of all this is now sitting in front of the computer and chatting with Lin Huai in the tunnel through the camera and broadcaster, but after all, the origin of everything is still Lin Huai's sentence "Anyway, you are so busy, why don't you come and help."

In a short period of time, the culprit has been muttering that the background music in the tunnel has been changed from "Monkey King" to "Superstar in Troubled Times", and invited Lin Huai to march to the beat of bgm.

Lin Huai dragged two people with his left hand and two people with his right hand, walking all the way through the dark tunnel. While stepping on the beat, he asked the other party, "You don't have anything to ask me?"

The other party: "Aren't your hands tired when you carry four people?"

Lin Huai: "...Okay."

The other party didn't get to the bottom of it, and he was too lazy to take the initiative to explain, so he asked: "You can actually control all the machines here? What kind of skill is this?"

"The public enemy of machinery." The other party said casually while typing on the keyboard, "The upgradeable honorary skills that I obtained before are to strengthen the ability to control all networks and machinery. As long as it is connected to the Internet, I can control it. There are many opportunities for intermediate and advanced players to obtain such skills. As long as the rating exceeds s, they will get special skills related to the theme of the game world. If they are lucky, they can still be upgraded. Growth skills... wait until the advanced field , you also have the opportunity to get superimposed honorary titles, such as cold, explosive, crazy, and the master of tricks..."

"...Hey, something strange has come in again." Lin Huai narrowed his eyes, "Speaking of which, will this skill change with the world and your own behavior? What kind of world did you get it in? This skill?"

"Well... let me think about it, it's a world where AI rebels. In that world, there is an AI mastermind against humanity, who controls all machines to attack humans, and can be chopped off by a flying chainsaw while walking on the road. If you enter a room, you can be blown up by a microwave that suddenly starts idling. It seems like this, I can’t remember exactly.”

"Sounds like a terrifying world... So you hacked into that mastermind?" Lin Huai asked curiously.

"How can we programmers do such a laborious thing." The mechanical enemy said, "Of course, we rushed into the main control room, and then..."

Lin Huai pricked up his ears.

"...Then the power box was smashed and the power was cut off."

Lin Huai:  …

No wonder the public enemy of machinery, power outages are a nightmare for all programmers and robots!

Lin Huai couldn't help but start to imagine what skills he could get after this match. The content of the skills is still second, what he mainly wants to see is the evaluation given to him by the system, such as charm skills that can make all NPCs automatically reduce their favorability by 10 the first time they see him...

"Check the road for me." Lin Huai said.

"You want to run away?" the other party asked, "It's not easy to run with these four fuel bottles."

"No." Lin Huai squinted, "I want to take the road with the most people."

An hour later, the red-haired girl who was in a coma gradually opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the dim corridor, and then the silhouette of the man. He was leaning against the wall, playing with a lighter in his hand, intricately patterned, with a bit of Baroque art style. The man was playing with a lighter, but he didn't look like he wanted to light a cigarette. He seemed to be playing with a flint, watching the flames go out.

So she didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly. After a long time, she heard the other party's voice: "Wake up?"

There were three other people who woke up at the same time as her. They looked at each other with fear and confusion in their eyes.

The timid No. 13 had already closed her eyes and shrank under a statue tremblingly, as if the No. 81 in front of her made her feel more terrified than the sanctimonious people before. Perhaps she was right, this person holding a lighter was indeed more dangerous than the previous ones combined.

He seems to have no reason, no morality, no restraint, he can do whatever he wants, and he won't specifically find a reason if he wants to kill anyone. Eva, who was relatively calm, asked him, "Where are we now?"

"Modern art corridor." Lin Huai said.

"Why brought us here?" Adam asked. "How are the people out there?"

Amidst these chattering inquiries, Lin Huai just curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing. The red-haired girl barely propped herself up from the ground and said, "Thank you for saving us."

What she got was a burst of laughter.

The red-haired girl stared at the young man who suddenly laughed. He seemed to have heard something very interesting, and his face was twisted with a smile, and his originally slender body was twisted into shrimp.

Then he pulled out a pistol.

——Straightly facing, the direction of her forehead.