Players’ NPC daddy

Just when Greenland felt that his trip was in vain, a different answer appeared.

"With love." He was a burly middle-aged man wearing a cheongsam with half his breasts exposed.

Even in the cooking duel game, it is inevitable that players like to use strange appearances.

"Love..." Greenland was stunned, and her brain told her the answer, "Use hypnosis?"

"No, it's about making the other person feel your sincerity."

“Ha! What a naive idea! How can a weakling like you survive in such a cruel world!” Although he came to ask for help, Greenland subconsciously put himself in the shoes of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the dark cuisine world.

Snapped--

Greenland slapped his mouth.

"Sorry, I messed up, I'm sincere, right..."

Sadly, Greenland is not good at being sincere.

"Aren't you playing an awesome game? Just try out the gameplay yourself." The middle-aged man in cheongsam swung his pipe leisurely. He was dressed up as a erotic mature proprietress that would appear in any game that borders on the edge, and his expression was really lifelike.

Facts have proved that temperament is much more important than appearance. Even that greasy middle-aged appearance, that hoarse and sexy voice, and lazy eyes are enough to make people blush.

"Of course you can also ask us to join your guild."

"I'll think about it." Greenland had seriously considered expanding the guild, but she was not good at mediating conflicts between members. There were still few members in the guild now, and it would be troublesome if there were more members.

So Greenland plans to go the lone wolf route, recruiting players with absolute, independent characteristics, even if they are not good at team battles. Fighting each other is also a team battle strategy.

Of course, the basic requirement of being a bad player cannot be changed, and everyone must keep in step. Recently, she is working on how to recruit counterfeiters, but unfortunately she is not thick-skinned enough to bring it up.

"Greenland, this is the first time I see you go online to other games to research strategies for an ordinary NPC." The middle-aged man in cheongsam supported his chin with interest, and the smoke from his mouth made his face appear hazy.

"Have you changed, or is the game worth it?"

"I don't know, but I know I'm happy to do it." Greenland shrugged. "I'm a lucky person. I don't have a mortgage or a car loan. I have a house and a car, and I have savings. I don't have to worry about food and drink. My favorite things, the things I'm good at, and the things that support my livelihood overlap."

"I just want to ask about your mental journey, not to hear you brag about your life." The middle-aged woman in the cheongsam couldn't hold back her charm and laziness. "Are you going to say that you have a handsome boyfriend with a bright future and who is honest with you?"

"That's not the case." Greenland scratched his forehead, "I mean, I have nothing to worry about, so I plan to [cause trouble for myself]."

“If I can do something in the game, maybe I can do something in the real world.”

Chapter 930 Creating a Totem

The guild [Somado] welcomed new members, which was a big event, because the requirement to join [Somado] was to be an evil player, and evil players were basically drowned dogs, and they would be kicked wherever they went.

This is like a GalGame. Normally, you have to complete the good ending before collecting the CGs for the bad ending.

If a game has almost unlimited content to experience, who would deliberately play some strange and scary content?

Evil professions will reduce the relationship between players and NPCs to the freezing point.

In "Godlock", which focuses on communicating with NPCs, finding and creating content through getting along with them, this is like cutting off one's own arms, which is equivalent to lowering one's own gaming experience.

The vast majority of players are unwilling to experience the evil profession, not to mention that it is still somewhat difficult to obtain the evil profession. After all, even in such a large player base of "Godlock", evil players account for less than 0.1% of it.

Even fewer of them can pass the review of the Somado Guild.

In fact, the conditions of [Somado] still make many players excited. The biggest problem for evil players is that they cannot receive tasks and cannot trade with NPCs, and [Somado] is directly connected to [Hermes' Travel Cap].

But [Somado] has a requirement that seems to be picking on you, which is that your favorability with NPCs cannot be too low.

At first glance, this request is reasonable. It is normal to love someone and punish his entire family, but it is not normal when it is applied to evil players.

If there was a good impression with the NPC, would it be so difficult to play as a bad player?

Since the establishment of [Somado], there have been two new members, including Baguette Cake, who have successfully passed the membership requirements, which can be said to be troublesome, and now the third one has appeared.

"This appearance is quite scheming." The ogre appraised the appearance of the newcomer in front of him.

This is a beautiful woman who still has charm, looks virtuous and has a sense of mystery. The brokenness between her brows reminds people of a widow. Her evil profession is [Poisoner].

This evil profession was one of the first few discovered. Its skill configuration is no different from that of the [Pharmacist], and it doesn't even have a poison attribute bonus. In addition, the evil profession is inherently hostile, making it the worst evil profession.

But [appearance] is the most prominent hidden attribute that must be mentioned in "Godlock".

Handsome men and beautiful women can easily gain the favor of NPCs, and the appearance of a poison master can easily arouse people's sympathy and some indescribable desires.

I'm sure there will be many NPCs who will meet the poison master's request despite the horror of the evil profession. And compared to the extremely perverted evil professions such as the Ogre and the Ripper, the poison master is just feared.

In this way, the appearance attribute successfully offsets the negative favorability brought by the poison master.

"This is my friend from another game, who was specially called over to help." Greenland looked at the other members a little embarrassedly, "Before, I swore to you about the requirements for joining the club, but in the end, he brought people in himself."

"Will everyone come in through your back door from now on?"

Compared to the newcomer's understanding and the old friend's teasing, the Ripper's tone was a little off. He directly used a scalpel as a throwing knife and threw it at Greenland's butt.

Of course, in normal games, you cannot touch some sensitive places, but they can be used as targets of attack.

"Ah——" Greenland covered his butt and screamed, then jumped directly to the ceiling.

When Greenland feels guilty, her new human-like predictive ability and super reaction speed will become ineffective.

This is a subconscious feeling. Greenland feels that it needs to be punished, so it will not respond to any attacks.

"So this is actually a very rigorous medical research, please don't be angry." The Ripper had a smile on his face, and he remained calm even though Greenland's hair was standing on end.

"According to your theory of the survival of the fittest, isn't it your fault for not even dodging such a small attack?"

This was a complete fallacy, but Greenland could only grit her teeth and endure it because she really said it.

"Oh~ What an interesting interaction." The poison master took out the essential equipment for mature female store manager characters - a folding fan to cover half of her face, and the exposed eyes narrowed like a fox.

"Huh!?" Greenland turned her head suddenly. Now it was her guide who was extremely shocked. "Why don't you use a voice changer? Don't you like gender contrast the most?"

"Because it's more interesting this way." The poison master waved his fan and changed the subject, "So where are the NPCs you're going to take care of?"

"You'll know if you turn around and take a look."

The poison master turned her head and looked out the window. Even she felt her eyes twitch.

The territory of [Somado] has been upgraded from a refugee camp to an area that looks like it is facing famine.

"Right now, the territory of the Holy Cross is full of such desperate believers, who were all sent here by other players." Greenland crossed his arms and pressed his forehead against the window in distress.

"To be honest, their number is almost as large as that of a large city-state. Moreover, they don't eat or drink. If we didn't have the healing potion, there would be corpses everywhere by now."

"No wonder they came online to find us." The poison master closed his fan, and the smile on his face was full of a dark feeling of bringing disaster to the country and the people. "You are still too naive. You actually planned to defeat them with fair and honest methods."

"Look at their appearance. They are determined to never surrender. They are as solid as a rock. You will never be able to break through them from the outside. You can only break through them from the inside. As long as the first person wavers and falls, the feeling of wolfing down delicious food will destroy the entire iron wall."

"But now no one is willing to speak up." Greenland asked modestly.

"Why don't you find someone to blend in with them? It would be best if he looks very involved and would rather die than surrender. Only this way will it be effective."

"Ah~"

Greenland woke up as if from a dream, and the Ripper couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Didn't you find her from the cooking game? How come she's so good at scheming?"

"What do you know? The food market is a battlefield, and the cooking table is a life-and-death duel. Only by using any means necessary can one become a top chef and dominate the world with cooking skills... Sorry for the confusion."

Greenland coughed lightly. She already had the most suitable candidate in her mind for the [First Fallen].

"I didn't expect you to have such great ambitions."

"What do you mean?"

Greenland's face was full of surprise, and this expression let the poison master know that Greenland didn't know about that.

"It seems that you have changed." The poison master reached out and rubbed Greenland's furry head.

Before entering the game, she took a quick look at the various settings of the new world. The settings about totems made her think that players should not think about defeating totem incarnations and collecting totems, but about creating totems.

Only then is it truly customized.

The large number of NPCs gathered in [Somado] should be close to the requirements for creating a totem.

Chapter 931 The Old Elf

The Golden Sea of ​​Trees is one of the most mysterious places in the entire world. It is extremely huge and has incredible vitality. It is inhabited by the elves, an ancient race with long lifespans.

But its true appearance is that it was part of the world tree, one of the original six mythological totems.

[Alfheim] is its name. Originally it was just a part of a map, but with the decline of the Age of Gods, the Tree of Life in it began to grow wildly.

The golden forest not only covers the entire map, but also spreads to the entire world R. There are even seeds of the golden forest in world U.

If the golden forest ever turned into an enemy, it would be a terrifying scene.

However, the golden forest is on the side of life. As long as the definition of this life is not deviated, the golden forest will not be an enemy. It will even offer its help without hesitation when the earth is in danger.

Blaze arrived at the golden forest through the teleportation tower, and what he saw was the same natural and original buildings as always.

But what was unusual was that the elves raised their bows and aimed at him, ready to shoot, as if ready to shoot him into a hedgehog at any time.

Blaze turned around and, as expected, the Fallen Elf followed him, and it was the Fallen Elf that was being targeted.

"You must be so brave to follow me. You just stole someone's national treasure!"

"This shows that I decided to risk my life to come here... Besides, judging by the habits of the elves, if they really cared about the national treasure being stolen, they would have searched for me on a large scale long ago, instead of leisurely basking in the sun in the sea of ​​golden trees."

The fallen elf left Blaze behind and walked into the elves' attack field of view.

"Anyway, they must have understood from my words what I wanted to do with the national treasure, and then regarded this as some kind of interesting, exciting and perverted game."

"If I say something wrong, just shoot me all over the place!"

"If what I say is right, then drop your hypocritical attitude and let Blaze in!"

The elves... put down their bows very honestly. It was obvious that the fallen elves knew their fellow tribesmen inside and out and everything they said was right.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but compared to the elves’ blatant behavior, the fallen elf looks more or less like a serious elf.

But the fact that he still speaks nonsense in a serious manner seems to be the same as before.

"Ahem! Great lion."

The elf elder Kanreth, who I had met several times, fell from the branches.

Although the number of elves is small, the internal hierarchy is very strict. The highest-ranking ones are undoubtedly the elders whose titles are based on the annual rings that can determine the age of trees.

The Kanris in front of him is the sixth wheel, which means the sixth elder.

Just by looking at Blaze, Kanris couldn't help but want to say something out of her elf habit, but this was an extremely important occasion, so she had to pinch her chest hard and use the pain to divert her gaze to the fallen elf.

When facing his own people, Kanris regained the indifference and arrogance of a superior.

"Fallen, the fifth wheel, you actually come back here."

"I didn't expect you to have such a powerful background. Then why isn't your level high?" Blaze asked in a low voice.

Compared to LV150 Kanreth, LV99 Fallen Elf can be said to be quite low, and Fallen Elves are not blessed.

"Is it because you've memorized all those skills?"

The fallen elf raised his hand, opened his mouth, and finally lowered it. Blaze was right.

The level of non-blessed life is related to the number of skills and the proficiency of the skills.

The lowest proficiency F is level 1, and E is level 10. After accumulating to LV99, you need an S-level proficiency skill to break through to LV100. If you want to break through LV200, you must have a transcendent skill with a proficiency of Z at least.

Of course, group monsters are counted separately.

In this process, if you forget the skills or become rusty at practicing, the proficiency of some skills will decrease or even disappear, and your levels will disappear along with them.

"She was originally a LV200 great elf, very famous, and even given the name of God as a title. But after her fall, she became like this."

Kanris walked in front of the fallen elf. She wanted to move forward a little so that they could face each other, but her perky breasts were already pressed together.

"Well... we can talk about this later. I think you should know why we are here."

"This is a matter of world-shaking events, and we already have a feeling it." Kanris turned her head to look at Blaze. She had been waiting for Blaze to reach out and stop her, but until she got close to the fallen elf, Blaze didn't even bother to look over.

"Normally, even if it was you, we would have flatly refused, but every time you make a request, you are giving us a chance to save ourselves. There is no chance we cannot refuse to save ourselves."

"We are not so pedantic as to refuse a chance to be saved, regardless of the crisis we are about to face."

After saying this, Kanris took a step back and made an inviting gesture.

"Please come with us to see the leader."