The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The nearest Badlands is quiet.

It's almost New Year's Eve, but the clearing plan of the master players has not been completed, so the difficulty of high-end dungeons suddenly went up a ladder, and group destructions occurred from time to time.

But all this has nothing to do with Ren Yifei, he just came out of the copy, ready to enjoy half a month of leisure.

The reason for half a month is because he is a creature that needs sunlight to survive. Interpreting different people is his way of living.

If he was not allowed to act, Ren Yifei would probably choose to die quietly in a corner where no one else was.

Saman didn't know about Ren Yifei's situation, but since Ah Fei was going to play the dungeon for half a month, he would accompany him.

He and Saman searched for food in various places in the Wilderness Corner. They also sat in a boat to fish in the cold river, enjoyed the sunrise on the snow-capped mountains, and also lied on the wasteland and enjoyed the starry sky.

Most of the time, of course, I was wearing a blanket and playing chess by the fireplace, sometimes chess, sometimes checkers.

The house was expanded again, as a piano was added. Saman can play the piano, and Ren Yifei can appreciate the piano music, so everyone feels very good.

The years are quiet here, but the outside world is still noisy.

I don’t know who revealed the high-end player removal plan, and I also know that the recent dungeon is so difficult because the top ten are not dead enough. Some high-end players aimed their artillery at the top ten.

However, each of the top ten players has their own power, and these people only dare to force them through the Internet. If it really makes them face, they absolutely dare not.

In fact, the top ten players are also very depressed, and it seems that the New Year will be delayed. If there are not enough people dead after the new year, I am afraid that three will not be able to fight, maybe like the last time, only six or seven people will die before they can stop.

"The Horn of Desolation should not be called the Horn of Desolation, maybe it should be called the Devil's Samsara." The player smiled wryly.

These players are all souls who have been judged as 'sinful', and they come here by killing their own kind directly or indirectly with malicious intent.

And the existence of the Desolate Horn is to use their waste (pass the copy, save the evil ghost).

These are all questions asked by previous people. If this truth is exposed, I am afraid that this little corner will be chaotic on the spot, and all ordinary players will go crazy.

The Horn of Desolation regularly clears a group of players because of its limited capacity and needs a place to accommodate newcomers.

After all, it is not a human being, it does not know the love and hatred of human beings, and it does not know that human beings are forced to do so.

It is true that the players are indeed guilty murderers who deserve to die, but more of them are forced to resist. Who knows that even if he escaped legal conviction, he still appears here in the end.

"It's useless to complain about this, unless you can join the management of Blighthorn and change the criteria for selecting players. But, it's impossible."

However, it has been many years since the Horn of Desolation appeared. If it could be successful, it would have been successful.

"It's not impossible." This sentence suddenly appeared in the small group. When everyone saw it, it was Chen Shen.

"How to say?"

"In the mini-game, there is a system of the same level as the Horn of Desolation, but much weaker. We always thought that it was swallowed up by the Horn of Desolation. But not long ago, the 'Spirit' told me that the Horn of Desolation was because of the things it got. Angry at being snatched away."

The top ten have their own adventures and cheats, and Chen Shen also has them. Now it is her cheater that tells her that someone has stolen the spoils of the Desolate Corner.

Among the recent dungeons, the one that needs to be handed out by the Horn of Desolation is the dungeon of the mini game.

"Black Rabbit?" Others immediately thought of the final winner of the mini-game, "Isn't he very dangerous?"

"And Saman, the emergence of virtual games has increased the survival rate of low-end players, and it is also against the Horn of Desolation. This young couple... Really danced on the dead end of the Horn of Desolation."

Chen Shen sat in his own home, holding a light screen in his hand, continued to input voice, and converted into text: "The challenge opportunity to enter the top ten is both a danger and an opportunity for him."

"Ahie." Ren Yifei tightened his clothes. He was outside, watching the streamer outside the window while eating fruit.

Yesterday they ate grilled fish in Bingcheng, and today they ate local specialty fruits in Mudu. Among the seven districts of the Desolate Corner, currently only the dungeon where Ke Bei is located, and the wasteland, which is said to be very chaotic, he has never been to.

Mudu is also a very distinctive place in the Desolate Corner. The whole is a big tree. Players live in the tree, and leisure, work and entertainment are also in the tree.

I don't know if it's an environmental impact, but there are a lot of local people who are engaged in life occupations. They both still retain many of the habits of the normal world. Looking at the life-style players who come and go, I occasionally forget that this is a cruel and desolate corner.

"Are these people carrying human lives?" Sitting in the pumpkin-like fruit house, he could see the busy people below, walking and talking on tree trunks.

"Guanyue killed someone?"

This question made Saman on the opposite side stunned, and he thought of things when he was young. If it was someone else, he would bring this topic over with a smile, but since Ah Fei wanted to know, there was nothing he couldn't say.

"To be precise, it can't be counted as murder, at most... it's impossible to save." Saman drank the juice fermented wine and recalled the past a little.

"As a child who has not received 'help education', when he saw his father fell to the ground, he was 'scared' and was delayed for a few minutes. Isn't it normal? After that, he also ran out to call people seriously. It's just a pity , was not rescued."

Saman has always been skeptical about the Horn of Desolation defining him as a 'wicked man'. There are so many scumbags in this world, why choose him as a law-abiding citizen?

Those mass crimes that use their tongues, those juvenile crimes that occupy young ages, and those violence in the name of emotion, which one is not more "evil" than him?

Ren Yifei believed this statement because he was also an innocent victim. What does his father's choice to jump off the building have to do with him? That was his own choice. As an adult, you should be responsible for your own choices.

"There is a problem with the selection criteria of the Horn of the Waste."

Like all the other players who fell into this place, Ren Yifei came to this conclusion easily because none of them felt guilty.

Looking at the calm Ren Yifei, Saman suddenly had a desire to talk.

He was reluctant to tell others his name or his past. Everything others knew about him was what Saman deliberately let them know.

But if the object is Ah Fei, he wants to show him his true self.

"My mother left when I was very young, and the man seemed to blame all his failures on the family. So, before I learned to speak, I learned to look at people's faces."

His face was calm, as if a third party was telling a story: "It only takes one second, no, not even a second, I can judge the mood of that man at the moment and whether I will be beaten today."

This is really a very boring story. Telling it to others will feel cliché. It's just domestic violence, and it won't be judged in court.

Judges want their careers to be smooth, others hope that the divorce rate will not rise, parents and elders want to save face, who cares about the victim who is afraid of going out, and the child who grows in a twisted corner?

As long as you don't die, it doesn't matter.

Saman felt that he was a mediocre person, and he could bring out his childhood memories for people to talk about, and maybe even win two tears.

It's just that he never used the past to earn sympathy, not even in the most difficult times, except now...

"Afei, can you hug me?"

Ren Yifei: "..."

After hesitating for a few seconds between knocking him on the forehead and giving him a perfunctory hug, Ren Yifei finally gave him a perfunctory head.

"It's a pity that the sale failed miserably." Saman was not annoyed, but still had a smile on his face. I don't want Ren Yifei to pat the place where he was knocked in the next second.

"Fortunately."

This time Saman was really stunned. He probably didn't expect Ren Yifei to say 'hard work' in such a 'you're awesome' tone, as if he had done something amazing.

"Can you say it again?"

Ren Yifei smiled: "Don't go too far."

The fifteenth day passed in the blink of an eye. Boss Ah Jin finally cut a copy of the 'mini game' and asked him when he was free.

"In a few days." Ren Yifei said, he was ready to enter the copy. Not knowing what kind of role would be waiting for him, he couldn't wait.

"Do you want to book?" Boss Ajin was a little surprised, "Don't you know? Recently..."

Recently, the difficulty of high-end rounds in the Horn of Desolation has been increased a lot, and the mortality rate is also very high. Of course, in order to attract players, the Horn of Desolation is also bloodletting fiercely, giving many rare advanced skills and props.

It is said that every player who is lucky enough to survive has grown in strength visible to the naked eye. Several even have the ability to attack the Big Ten.

The wealth is touching, and some players have entered the dungeon recently. Boss Ajin thought that Ren Yifei was one of them.

Ren Yifei didn't explain much, he just comforted her casually: "I'll be out in a few days."

Unlike the players in the life department who seek stability, these players who are in the dungeon are never afraid of danger. Even if Ren Yifei and Saman knew that they were being targeted, they would not avoid it.

"Without your signboard, her life would be difficult," Saman said realistically.

"We'll all come out." They were all sitting on the sofa, leaning against each other.

Ren Yifei still had three lives left, even if he died once, he still had two lives left. However, Saman, who is bound to him, has only one life. However, he also has a lot of life-saving props in his hand, and even if the game is targeted, it is not without chance.

"The Horn of Desolation is a bit more disciplined than the mini-game. It can only work with the characters we cast. But don't worry about that. In fact, I think those characters in the past were also secretly controlled by the Horn of Desolation."

"Hope I can find you again." Saman provokes him.

"Heh, then you just 'think'." Ren Yifei reached out and put his bangs behind his ear, "Enter the game."

The room in front of him was blurry and the world was clear again, Ren Yifei found himself sitting in a moving bus with a large farmland outside the window and a straight road under the bus.

He was leaning against the window, surrounded by people, all wearing the same uniform, giggling and talking.

"Yo, Xiaochuan! I heard that you are going to X big? As expected of the teacher's favorite baby. It's a pity that I can't be in a city in the future, otherwise I can come out for a drink."

Being slapped **** the back, Ren Yifei almost hit the back of the chair in front of him. He was scrambling to protect his glasses, but the people around were laughing.

"What are you doing in the back?" A displeased female voice sounded in front.

Looking up, it was a young woman in a white top and jeans, with a single ponytail, who had just graduated from college a few years ago.

"Mr. Wang, let's play a joke, right, classmate Xiaochuan?"

Ren Yifei was hit with his elbow again, but in the end he just stretched out his hand to fix his glasses and didn't speak.

"Cut, it's really boring."

The yin and yang strange person turned his head to talk to the others, Ren Yifei looked sideways at the window, as if avoiding the crowd.

A bus full of students in short-sleeved uniforms with the words 'Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School' embroidered on the chest. There is also a teacher in the car, surnamed Wang.

The person who accompanied him mentioned X University, and said with sourness that he was a 'teacher's good baby'. It seemed that the original owner had good grades and was admitted to a good university.

Judging from the boy's habitual and natural teasing, the original owner's temper should be a little soft.

Conclusion: On his graduation trip, he is a fresh graduate with the word "Chuan" in his name. He has good grades, soft temper and average popularity.

Ren Yifei made the basic character design. He reached into his trousers pocket to see if he had a mobile phone, and then he found a utility knife.

"..."

The author has something to say: A Fei: Why is it a utility knife?

Volume 8: The Prisoner Bird