The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Nian Tianxi is this person, although he has never faced him face to face, but they are both disguised, Ren Yifei has always felt that sooner or later they will meet for a while, and they will fight on the top of the Forbidden City to decide a match.

It just didn't occur to him that the plot didn't play out as he envisioned.

The battle of the century in disguise has not begun, it will end forever.

"The news is accurate?" Ren Yifei knew that there were many sources on Saman's side, but he couldn't help but want to confirm.

"Accurate, it is said that the post-production team that was previously raised by him is already looking for you."

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand and pulled the falling bangs behind his ears: I've only been dead for ten minutes, have you started looking for a home? It's really fast.

But thinking that one of the top ten died within an hour, his lovers flew into other people's homes, and Ren Yifei understood this situation.

Everyone is just for survival, not so much affection.

He was just a little regretful that he had not seen Nian Tianxi's camouflage style up close.

"Don't be sorry. From the way he only dares to hide behind the scenes, we can see that he knows that he is invincible and is cowardly. He has already lost." Saman on the other end seemed to have guessed what he was going to say. It was amazing to meet Ren Yifei's channel in his head.

"What do I have to regret? It's you, whose ranking is about the same, and you don't have the feeling of a dead rabbit and a fox?" Ren Yifei sent over.

"If you haven't found someone you like, you can't bear to die, and you won't die." Two minutes later, this sentence appeared on the screen.

"You..." Ren Yifei typed a few words, thought about it, and deleted them one by one. He stared at the screen for a while, before changing the subject: "You can't seem to see my glowing soul this time?"

"No, I still see it, it's the same as the blazing sun. It's because I don't have enough confidence in my intuition. If I miss it, I won't be able to do it next time. Love.jpg." Saman replied with a smile.

Ren Yifei snorted lightly: "I'm stubborn, obviously I didn't recognize it."

After Saman's reminder, Ren Yifei actually changed his way of performing in the past.

Because he has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, he is either acting in plays or movies, and he is used to the way of interpretation of movies. Extract a key element of a character from a multitude of information, and highlight the character by reinforcing this characteristic.

The movie is two hours at most, and it has to be assigned to so many characters, so the information that appears in it is all valid information. He was used to it. When playing this character, every minute and every second should be effective, and this character can be perfected.

But this caused the previous problem that the characters were too bright and prominent.

Now after the adjustment, there are many more "invalid plots" in his characters, and the characters are more lifelike.

In the tree house not far away, Saman held a light screen in his hand, but he looked at the sea at the end of his sight.

The official purge of high-end players, and the division of power after Nian Tianxi and others died, Saman didn't take it to heart, he was just worried about one thing.

If Ah Fei knew that he was on the land he bought, would he be angry, or would he be very angry?

Thinking of the consequences of this incident, Rao is that Saman has always been shameless, and his face is hot. Although his behavior was unintentional at first, if he said it, it would be as shameless as the illegitimate meals in the entertainment industry.

"It would be great if sending gifts could eliminate the bad feelings in the future. Even if a high-level item can only remove a little bit of bad feelings, I can give a hundred of them without hesitation." Saman looked at his item library and couldn't help thinking.

Even if he was as rich as him and gave away a hundred rare items, it would still hurt his bones. But as long as the owner of the land under his feet is not angry, Saman feels that he can pack himself up and take it away.

With a guilty conscience, Saman couldn't help but send a package, which contained glittering props cards.

"Too many, maybe you are useful."

Are there too many props? This anger came to his face, and Ren Yifei felt that he was being 'showed'. He couldn't help but "show" and go back: "No, I don't pursue quantity, and most of them can't be used."

Millet and rifle, still overturn you.

Saman and Ren Yifei by the sea had a good chat. They both forgot about the tool man Nian Tianxi that they used to make the beginning.

They forgot, the other players didn't, they were going crazy.

Two fairly well-known and able-bodied characters died in one day. Is the recent dungeon difficult?

Forget the previous Huachaojiu, he is the kind of person who takes the initiative to crack the copy, and he is on the front line. Sooner or later, there will be that day. But Nian Tianxi, that is really good at protecting one's own camouflage!

It is an iron law that the boss can't hurt NPCs. As long as Nian Tianxi's disguise is successful enough, the boss can't help him.

So, how did Nian Tianxi die?

"I heard that it was the black rabbit who made the black hand. Haven't they been very unhappy recently?"

"Don't spread rumors upstairs, don't you have any fans for bullying the black rabbit? The black rabbit came out a little earlier than Nian Tianxi, and the dungeon that Nian Tianxi went to destroy, they are not a dungeon at all."

"Who would that be? Nian Tianxi is the best at saving lives."

"No one, doesn't it mean that the entire army was wiped out? Maybe he will encounter that kind of dungeon that destroys the world. If he will save his life again, he will not be able to encounter this type of dungeon that crushes the environment."

There are different opinions on the forum about the death of these two people. But these are basically melon eaters who are far from the truth, and those who really understand the situation are high-end players like Saman.

"So it's not my illusion that the difficulty of high-end dungeons has increased these days?"

"The official of Dog Day is no longer a human being. It must be preparing to clear a group of high-level players. I don't know how many people will die this time."

These high-level players also have small forums for communication.

Ten Ten and Nian Tianxi are two prominent people, but besides them, many experienced old players have died recently. The star list may not be visible, but the latent star list has changed several times.

Those who knew the inside story shook their heads and sighed, and now there are only a few signs of it, so these people are so frightened.

"It is said that seven years ago, the Horn of Desolation also cleaned up a group of old players. The current top ten, the one who has lived the longest, was just a newbie who just entered the game and didn't know the situation. People like Wenli and Butterfly also Haven't even entered the Wilderness Corner."

"You know again upstairs?"

"I've been in the Desolation Corner for a few years. What's strange about this situation? Not only do I know this, but I also know something called a legend."

When it comes to secrets and legends, people in the forum are interested and compliment him, hoping that he will talk about it.

"I heard about this too. If it's a misinformation, don't come to me."

"Okay, let's talk." The players were impatient.

"I heard that when entering the top ten rankings, each player has a chance to challenge the official. If you win, you can get a wish. This wish...even to leave the wasteland and live a normal life."

After he said this, this high-level forum was quiet for a long time, at least three minutes, and no one appeared.

After a few minutes, someone asked, "Is what you said true?"

For players, going back to a normal life is simply a dream, an unreachable dream. Now some people say that this dream has a chance to come true?

"If it is true, even if there is only a slight chance, I will definitely give it a try!"

"I don't know, but even if it is true, it must be very difficult." The player in front of the screen sighed and continued typing.

The light reflected from the light screen hit his face. If the players in front of the screen knew who was chatting with them, they would be shocked - the reason is impossible, this person is also one of the top ten, and the one who has lived the longest .

He has lived in the Badlands for seven years. This number may be nothing in the outside world, but in the desolate corner, it is already a proper 'old man'.

That's not right, this "old man" is aimed at players who play games to make a living, not limited to life players.

Life-style players have a much harder life, but their average lifespan is also longer than that of players who pass the level.

It's just that the history of the official cleanup of high-end players, even if the life-line players have lived for decades, they don't know. Even he, at that time, was just a freshman who smelled a little bit of a storm and didn't understand anything.

It was also after the fall of the stars that he slowly realized the danger in it, and his chest kept getting cold.

Desolation Corner has never hidden its purpose - to kill people, bring players into the instance, and kill them one by one. But it puts a skin on itself, and the player is confused.

"Just reduce the specified number of players," he thought. "The opportunity to go out should be able to attract a large number of players into this flesh and blood mill, so that a group of high-end players can be consumed."

He didn't lie, there is indeed such a chance, and every player who enters the top ten must have such a chance. If you succeed in the challenge, you will get a wish, even if you retire and go to the normal world to retire.

Only they all lost.

In fact, if the current top ten challenge the "dungeon of opportunity" again, it may not be that they will lose, but it is a pity that the opportunity will not be lost again.

"It's been seven years since I came to the Desolation Corner." He looked at his hand, still in his thirties.

Even adding these seven years, he is still less than forty, which is when he is young and strong and majestic. But why does he feel that hundreds of years have passed, and he has become a sullen old man?

"Ding Dong, you have a letter from a friend." The guide elf jumped out and made a sweet voice.

He glanced at it and turned on the communicator: "It's you, what's the matter?"

The other end of the communicator didn't know what to say, he couldn't help laughing: "It seems that everyone can't sit still. How many of you are there?"

Holding the communicator, he stared at his own reflection on the window, his voice was smiling, but there was no smile on his face.

"Yes, I used this method a few years ago to keep myself alive. But...to cooperate with the government is to seek skin from a tiger. For it, all of us are damned, and it is the same for everyone. So you Have you decided?"

He looked at himself in the reflection in the window, and the corner of his mouth opened a cruel arc: "30%, this is the key to my survival back then, the top ten, and the star list, 30% of the people must die first. It can be you and me, Can also be someone else.

"Oh, yes, there is one thing you may already know, Kebei's Nirvana card has been used up."

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