The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

This is just a small auction, the settlement currency is white coins, and there are no real rare boutique items, so most of the players who come here are low-ranking players. The appearance of Saman and Nian Tianxi is enough to surprise, and there is no other ranking higher. people are not surprised.

So there was a special phenomenon-because some guests were absent, the first three rows became the exclusive use of these three people. All the guests behind couldn't help looking at them.

"That's Niantianxi, right?"

"Well, and Saman."

"Who's in the middle?"

Listening to the whispers behind, Ren Yifei felt a little sleepy: so boring, why don't you just sit in the yard and watch the colorful swimming fish in the sky.

After that, the process is very dull, it is a very ordinary auction. There is no competition to raise prices, and it is not easy to make money in the deserted corner, and there is no rich second generation who can squander money arbitrarily.

Everyone makes an offer when they see it is useful, that is, hold a sign, follow the price within the acceptable range, and withdraw if it exceeds the acceptable range.

The low-level skill upgrade card was photographed by Ren Yifei with 8,000 white shells. When he called 6,000, there was only one person left, and when he reached 8,000, he was the only one.

Because this card can only upgrade skills with a score of E, most people will not upgrade skills that low. Skill upgrade cards above D are more rare and are often scrambled for.

After the goal was achieved, Ren Yifei entered the passerby state, and he didn't take a second look at anything shouting on the stage.

Saman didn't have anything he wanted to shoot, and he didn't like it, so in the end, he just took a collar pin to commemorate his visit.

Nian Tianxi next door didn't shoot anything, he frowned and didn't say a word, he didn't know why he came.

Because the position of these three people is the closest to the auction stage, as a result, the three people are wandering around the whole process, and the auctioneer on the stage feels that the fire of his enthusiasm is about to be extinguished.

"I'll take you back?" Saman was very enthusiastic.

"I know the way." Ren Yifei was indifferent: if he didn't know him well, he refused.

After the auction, the organizer has other projects, but Saman and Ren Yifei are not interested, they take the things and prepare to leave.

"hooligan."

hiss! Ren Yifei paused and was about to say, "We are not familiar with each other, so don't speak so intimately". As a result, Nian Tianxi walked by, and there were a group of people beside him, all taking the opportunity to have a good relationship with him.

Ren Yifei immediately closed his mouth and got a little closer to Saman, less than half a meter away.

Nian Tianxi stopped and seemed to be curious about this handsome Saman lover. He was about to take a closer look when Saman stood in front of Ren Yifei, and he didn't smile: "What's the matter?" The expression on his face was the displeasure that his relationship had been disturbed.

This disgusting look made the always popular Nian Tian choked with joy, and suddenly he couldn't remember why he paid attention to this strange man. He was obviously not interested in men, no matter how good-looking he was.

Nian Tianxi glanced at Ren Yifei, who was well protected, and said with a smile, "I hope you will still have such strength in the future to protect your lover."

It is ironic that Saman will accomplish nothing without Hong En.

"It's better to take care of yourself first, so as not to accidentally become a front wave." Saman ironed. The scenery of the first person who pretends to be the first person will be replaced by others, and you are walking around in a hurry?

In fact, Nian Tianxi doesn't need to worry so much, because Ren Yifei likes to eat alone and doesn't like to cooperate with others, so Nian Tianxi's high-level market is still there.

However, Yan Que knows the ambition of Honghu?

Ren Yifei did not regard Nian Tianxi as an enemy, but Nian Tianxi was afraid of being robbed of his business.

Nian Tianxi's foot hurt when stepped on, his face turned cold, and he walked away. The rest of the people looked at each other in dismay. After thinking for a while, they felt that Nian Tianxi was more valuable, so they ran away, and Saman and Ren Yifei became two separate people again.

All the way to the shore, Ren Yifei showed the invitation card and got on the boat.

"Wait a minute," Saman squeezed up and stood half a meter apart, "discard it when you run out?"

There were other people on the boat, and Ren Yifei didn't kick him down, he just asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of getting in your way?"

"It doesn't interfere," Saman leaned over. "If you use it well, it doesn't matter if you use it a few times."

Ren Yifei: "..." Is the tool man still having fun?

There was only one light on the boat, and the dim light created an ambiguous atmosphere, but Saman just looked at Ren Yifei's eyebrows quietly, with an unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although Ren Yifei was used to being seen by others, it was still hard to ignore that he was so direct. He couldn't help turning his head and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking." Samant blurted out, far more than he imagined.

"I think so too." Ren Yifei nodded, and the romantic atmosphere disappeared in one sentence, and Saman laughed.

Seeing that Ren Yifei is not very repulsive, Saman sits closer and has nothing to say: "Is it cold?"

In order to look good, Saman wore a light coat and was elegant, but now he wanted to ask Ren Yifei, who was wrapped thickly, whether he was cold or not.

Looking at this subconsciously showing his charm and his soft voice, Ren Yifei is a fool if he can't see that this person is attentive at the peacock opening screen.

What a jerk.

It was so fragrant that he wanted to eat supper. But no matter how delicious the dessert is, there is no such right aroma. In reality, mixing a little woody fragrance, actually...

Ren Yifei patted his forehead: Others were fascinated by beauty, but he was lured by incense.

After a while, the two had reached the other side, Ren Yifei stood up and left, followed by Saman. Ren Yifei immediately remembered the rogue's remarks that the person 'keeps an inch away' from the previous instance.

"Saman, I like people who have a clear distinction between public and private. Cooperation is cooperation, and it is more appropriate not to mix personal feelings."

"Lin Guanyue." Saman emphasized, what is "Saman", that is what he is called by ordinary relationships, can they be ordinary relationships?

Is this cheeky hooligan in nature? Ren Yifei remembered the evaluation of Saman on the Internet: the scumbag leader of the gentle scum.

And this person actually gathered a group of people in private to innovate the rules of the game in the Horn of Desolation - to develop a virtual copy game. How many masks does this man have?

"Saman," Ren Yifei still called to him, "I have written down the favors of the auction." He had already called Feishuo, and today's task has been completed, so there is no need to stay here.

"Afei." Saman stopped him.

"Well?"

"Be careful with the next copy. If you need me, you can find me, just for future cooperation."

When he said this, Ren Yifei remembered one thing: "There is indeed one thing."

"What's up?"

"Bless me, like this: I hope Ah Fei can reveal the golden legend when he touches the treasure box." Ren Yifei said seriously.

Dessert players are so European, they must be easier to use than koi.

Sa Ohuang Man:  …

"Cough, I hope Ah Fei can reveal the golden legend when he touches the treasure box." Saman looked at what he was looking forward to, and wanted to rub it for some reason.

"Well." Ren Yifei nodded, and after receiving the blessing, he turned around and was about to leave, pulling X ruthlessly.

"Wait," Saman asked a question that had been puzzled for a long time, "Why can you recognize me?" There are many people looking for the black rabbit, but he can recognize him, because of what?

"Guess what?" Ren Yifei entered the shuttle after he finished speaking.

The shuttle came and went fast, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of Saman.

"I guess?" He didn't have the burden of Ren Yifei's interpretation, and he didn't care about being recognized at all. He just wondered, which feature made Ah Fei remember.

He can go back and strengthen this feature tenfold.

Back in the tree house, the first thing Saman did was to open the address book. The name of 'A Fei' on it was gray - it was gray whenever you looked at it in the past two days.

Is Alfie back? what is he doing now? Are you asleep yet?

The returned Saman walked around the tree house, and the always silent guide elf was surprised: "Are there fleas on the player?"

Saman ignored it, but after a while he calmed down and asked the system, "Am I particularly vulgar?"

Originally, it was just an appreciation and possessiveness for beautiful things. When we met each other and saw that people had long legs and slender waists, they immediately upgraded and wanted to take them home to raise them.

"You just know?" The guide elf was very surprised. After so long, the host finally learned to look in the mirror?

Samman:  …

He remembered that Ah Fei took a skill upgrade card today. Is he preparing for the high-end dungeon?

Just after getting used to the mid-range dungeon, he was pulled into the high-end game. Even if he had confidence in himself, he must have been troubled at first. Not enough skills, not enough props, and not even understanding the rules.

Samant opened his personal props page, and the thirteen-page catalogue showed his wealth.

"Applicable to high-end bureaus..."

"Ding Dong, you received a mysterious gift from your friend Saman. Ding Dong, you received a mysterious gift from your friend Saman..."

Saman sent three packages and a document containing information about the high-end replica that he had compiled himself, and a gift in the package. Ren Yifei clicked on it out of curiosity. "Human Skin Mask", "Magic Solitaire", and "Peek" are all rare and high-end items.

"Is he showing off his wealth?" He couldn't help joking, and took a closer look at the attributes of the three props with great interest.

The first prop is suitable for camouflage, the second prop can be used with illusion, and the third prop is used to collect information. It can be said that it was specially chosen for him.

Entering the high-end dungeon can carry three skills, three props and two ghost cards. Saman has three such desirable props at the moment, and the purpose is obvious.

"Suddenly preparing these for me is trying to beat me with sugar-coated cannonballs."

Without any hesitation, he returned all the gifts and replied, "Thank you."

Invitation cards can be accepted, but these valuables cannot. There is no free lunch in the world.

Ren Yifei finally began to take the high-end game seriously.

Let dessert players send high-level props seriously, indicating that there will be essential differences between high-end and mid-end games. The difference was so big that he couldn't help worrying about his own problems.

Or, he is reminding him that the next complex situation will be a multi-party war.

Ren Yifei glanced at the video page online, and sure enough, the video of "Spring Banquet" was suppressed again. This time, those people seemed to have reached a consensus and no longer deliberately smeared it. The way they chose was to suppress the topic.

It is obviously a copy of the welfare of the Hundred People Group, and it has its own popularity when it goes out, but after one day of uploading, the number of viewers is not even 3,000.

Other forums occasionally mention "Spring Banquet", and the topic will be quickly skewed and sunk. Most players don't know "Spring Banquet", and they won't take it to heart.

Ren Yifei didn't care about the situation of those people and closed it at a glance.

He took out the skill upgrade card that he bought back with 8,000 white shells. This is a low-level upgrade card, which can only upgrade E-level skills to D-level. No matter how advanced it is, it will not appear on the market, and it will only be communicated in private, bartering.

This is why players are keen to form a faction - it is easier to get those rare items.

Skill upgrades.

Skill: Body Stroke Master

Skill Launch: Passive skill, increases the chance of failure by 5% for long-range attacks against you.

Restrictions: Applies to any type of copy.

Rating: D (You treat me with S grade, I will report you with S grade.)

Ren Yifei: "..." This skill rating means to let him continue to level up?

Increase it to 5%, okay.

After that, it was about touching the silver treasure chest. Before the end of the day, I touched it first, so as not to dissipate the European energy. Ren Yifei really touched the silver treasure chest, and two skill scrolls flew out. He was slightly disappointed.

"Is it because the dessert players don't have enough Ou?" Ren Yifei opened two skill scrolls at will.

Skill: Eye of Medusa.

Skill activation: Control a human who is looking directly at you within a range of three meters, making it immobile for ten seconds. One copy is limited to three times.

Restriction: Applicable to monsters, fantasy, and supernatural dungeons.

Evaluation: C (Look me in the eyes and say love me, or I will turn you into stone.)

Skill: Bomb Maniac.

Skill activation: After coming into contact with a human, a miniature bomb can be implanted in the opponent's body every second, and the bomb will explode after five seconds. A copy is limited to ten bombs.

Restrictions: Applies to any copy.

Rating: B (Exploding, is an art.)

Ren Yifei was stunned, he looked at his hand: "Ou Huang is real." From now on, he saved the money to buy koi.

Guiding the elf to shed a jar of tears for his host: It was not easy, and the host finally found a reward worthy of his record!

Saman on the other end received the returned props, and there was no accident. I hope the little rabbit has understood his reminder - the next game will be more troublesome than the general high-end game, because of artificial power.

As for things online, don't worry.

The Desolate Corner is different from the outside world. The people here are Mu Qiang. So suppression or black material or something, as long as the 'Black Rabbit' plays a high-end Grand Slam in the next game, everything will cease to exist.

As long as he is strong enough, even a perverted murderer will be chased by a bunch of people, but now it's just paranoia.

Five games directly entered the ranks of high-end players, without any defeat, who else?

The former slander and smear will become the steps under the throne, helping him rise step by step.

Even he will become a symbol, a symbol, immortal and undefeated.

Those people probably won't understand that some people are born unstoppable, and the harder they are suppressed, the more repulsive they will be.

The history of the Black Rabbit just revealed its head on the second day. The next second, the beautiful Chunyu Building was blown into powder. A group of bare-ass players ran out. The worst.

It is said that he was furious and wanted to catch the person who exposed his black material, but the video still spread, no matter how angry he was, it would be useless.

That is, the time for a cup of tea, no one cares about the newcomer Black Rabbit: "Who is the Black Rabbit? I don't know."

"..."

"Player, are you okay?"

Ren Yifei was holding his head to look at the past of the 'Black Rabbit'.

"I seem to be the target of public criticism." Ren Yifei looked sideways at the window, with his reflection in it.

"Because you came in earlier than me, do you delusionally want to beat me with a wealth of failure experience?

"With enough status and power, you can play with other people's lives at will. It's really... unhappy." He looked at the reflection, and the reflection looked at him.

If power and status can make people do whatever they want, why can't this person be him?

Ren Yifei in the reflection showed an evil smile.

"Give up, I won't let you out." Ren Yifei said indifferently.

White-haired ghost: ...

The author has something to say: Saman: How can I make him remember me?

A Fei: Ou Huang is real!

Bai Afei (excited): Not happy, let me out, I'll kill him!

Hei Afei (the old **** is here): Act, continue acting.

Volume 5: Nobody Knows