MTL - I Became an In-game NPC-Chapter 27 seed

On the line again, Bud was in a small room, the light was dim, and only a trace of light was transmitted through the gaps in the curtains. He came in and illuminated the simple furniture arrangement in the house. This was a private house he had borrowed from the village chief.

Then he first detected the tentacles of the data, passed through the shelter of the cabin, and merged the data overhead into the ocean. He began to draw information from the system. This process lasted for nearly an hour before he forced himself to stop and retract. awareness.

"Hehe!" No one was looking around in the dim wooden house, and he stopped controlling his expression, showing a smirk.

He hasn't tried it in reality, but Bard guessed that the speed of this neural connection is definitely not lower than that. After adapting to the initial sense of shock, he directly ingested information from the system data into the database. In China, he brought a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Strange ... strange." This is not normal! He laughed for a while alone and suddenly he was awake.

Bard's thinking gradually returned to normal, thinking of a program that he had watched on TV before. The main idea was that modern people acquire knowledge and the message will also have a sense of pleasure. So many young people are keen to take out their mobile phones. It feels uncomfortable to leave the mobile computer.

He doesn't know if this theory is true or not, but he is definitely abnormal now. Shouldn't it be, is it affected by that?

He looked at his chest. Under the system-given **, which belongs to his own soul light group, the database core MS-01 type that was shrunk into a small piece, could it be the reason?

There is one more mystery that is unsolvable, but Bud has no time to study it. The journey he just traveled was not just enjoyed. In the first half of the process, he also got a lot of useful information.

At this time, after the seventh day of Genesis time, with a time ratio of 3: 1 inside and outside, many players have been online for the third time. The truly outstanding group should almost have completed the mentality adjustment and started to take it seriously. To fight for Genesis as the second world.

Bud does not underestimate the future of this world. He starts early and does not mean that others are weak. From the scattered information of the system, he knows that, except for Mill Village, there are already other places to crack under the leadership of players. The mist shrouded.

Although it is not a unique epic task, it also rewards a lot. These people will be their future opponents.

"Yongchen Blue Star, the guy who once ranked first on the list, weak in the water, cold in the dark moon, tears of the dark moon ..." The names of the leaders were recorded in the database by him. Even without a system announcement, they also became Buds. Competitors in mind.

"Speaking of which, it is time to look at the pieces that were laid." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the beginning, Bud accepted the task of system guide, for personal gain, and many players of special races took over a unique origin task. At that time, he had not expected that it would be of any use, just to do it.

However, after experiencing this series of unobtrusive forces in Mill Village, he increasingly wanted to gain greater power, and the final system reward, the MS-01 trial data core also gave him the realization s method.

"Let me take a look." He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the core of the data again. Although he knew that doing so might have hidden adverse consequences, he had no choice.

The system data information flow is not a search engine, not what he wants to check. Most of the seeds that were planted at the time are still unknown to him at this time, and they ca n’t find their information, but there are some that show up early, and Fortunately, a trace of intelligence was discovered by Bard's tentacles.

"It's hard! This is too stupid and bad luck, exclude! The rest, let me see."

After some deliberation, Bard set out the goals that can be started, not many, only three.

He is ready to help these seeds grow as quickly as possible. Since Genesis is a game that uses people's sleep time, and most of the related memories will disappear after waking up, like dreams, they will be connected again when they enter again, so the influence of life in the real world is minimized.

As soon as many people wake up, their memories are blurred, and they even disappear after a few minutes. Even if a very special person can remember more, it is impossible to remember the details. After a team has opened up wasteland, the boss information can be published to the public, which makes latecomers much better.

The information in Genesis cannot be circulated through the real world, and Bud is based on the experience of the successful people and relying on the powerful computing power of the data core to create a comprehensive cracking fog strategy.

The relevant preparations have already been completed, and the next difficult point is how to transfer them. It is not a problem where those seeds are scattered. It was the birthplace that Bard arranged for them.

"Try it! I don't know if I can succeed!" Bud once again drives the core of the data, and the spirit is instantly pulled away **, entering the system in a form of high-speed data transmission.

A hundred kilometers away, another original place, Wood Forest, is a gathering place for elves. The tall tree house is completely shrouded in mist, and the condensed water drops flow down the winding vines, one by one. The slender figure, the handsome and beautiful creatures wandered here, but the original elegant expression was replaced by irritability and anxiety at this time.

auzw.com "Damn, the expedition failed again! Alamil, you can't do it." An elf player yelled rarely, which was very different from the elf's usual elegance and caused no Fewer abomination glances of the indigenous NPC elves.

"I know, give me some more time, to gather courage, my people! Believe me, believe in yourself, the first brave to break the mist has long carved his name in the history of Genesis, are we not envious? That supreme glory? "

The talking elf stepped on a stone, although his words were full of emotions, he did not lose his manners.

"Alamil, you are a 'noble' light elf, not our clan." Another player who was slightly tired but did not buy it, pointed out the problem in the other person's words harshly, "You should have just Save the injured teammates with the prayer of racial talent for light and heal them. "

Faced with aggressive questions, players of a particular race were undoubtedly excited, "Jaceus! You can't question me like that!"

He turned to look around at the village entrance, the dejected elves, "If it were not for the last moment I used the prayer of light, the boss was deterred for a short time, making it impossible to chase, and there will be more dead and injured companions!"

"Yes, it is undeniable that clever use of skills and judgment has saved more people's lives, which is far more important than treating a wounded person, Jagersius." There are still people who are willing to stand up and acknowledge the reality.

The player named Jajsius closed his mouth resentfully. A female elf behind him stretched out his weak little hand and held his shoulder. "Brother, I'm fine. Don't blame Alameir for not saving me. He was right to do that, didn't he? "

"But ..." Seeing my sister in front of her, dragging her wounded body and being knocked to death by the boss, Abigail, the elder brother, couldn't forgive Alameir, even if he knew in the heart that the other was not wrong.

"Alamil, we listen to you and try again, but if it still fails, give up! Give this difficult challenge to the other glorious people in the village together with the glorious glory, or wait for the time to end, the fog Naturally it will dissipate. "Supporters approached Alamil and made their final comments on behalf of others." After all, everyone is tired! "

All the elves were sitting or standing, and they were really exhausted. Allamir nodded. "This time we will succeed! Believe me!" He jumped off the boulder and walked out of the silent crowd alone.

In the distance, a ragged and remnant elf saw all this in his eyes, followed behind Aramil, and walked towards no one.

"What to do? What should I do?" Alamil, the light elf walked unconsciously, thinking hard, and needed to be replenished quickly. It didn't take much time to retake the mission, but he Not willing to go back immediately to face those who put their last hope on themselves.

In front of people, he has infinite scenery and full of confidence, relying on the advantages of special races to quickly gather a group of players who are willing to follow, but twice challenged the boss, and failed to break the mist, even his own heart began to shake.

"Can I do it?"

Suddenly, a shadow blocked his way. Aramil looked up. This was an elf with a leg. He remembered this NPC. It was said that he had done something disgraceful and caused disability. Even the people in the clan disliked it. he.

When he tried to walk away twice, he was stuck in the position of the other side. Alamil's heart was on fire, but he could still maintain the etiquette: "Please let me in trouble!"

"Aramil, have you forgotten your promise?" The lame elf suddenly spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse.

The light elf froze, and then heard the other person utter a word, "Origin!" He opened his mouth in surprise and checked the system panel for the first time. There was no hint to trigger the task, but what happened when the character was originally established He remembers it well.

How is this going? Is it that hidden task?

"I will help you to get rid of the current predicament as part of the task to pay in advance, do you accept it?" The lame elf said expressionlessly, and the chest under the ragged clothes was extremely undulating, almost making people Thought it was a **** undead.

Allamir looked around. No one paid attention to it. The elegant elves instinctively avoided things they hated, such as ugly, tired players are slowly resting, and they gathered their last courage.

He swallowed and didn't know if he should be happy or something else. "What can you help me to defeat the boss? Complete this misty raid?"

The other nodded.

Although very confused, Aramir in the difficult situation did not hesitate, "OK, I accept!" After he looked at the role task panel, there is still no change.

"Very good, next I will tell you all about the task difficulties and points that need attention, and then you provide me with your team configuration, and I will point you to specific arrangements and deployment."

The lame elf paused, slowly raised his head to look at the other person's eyes, and there was a gleam of coldness in the muddy eyes. "But I want to remind you that everything has to be paid for. This is an advance payment, not a free relief. You know what it means, right? "