Advanced NPC

Chapter 5 The Kind Player Passing by

As night fell and it was time for players to go offline to eat, there were slightly fewer players in Novice Village, and the streets seemed less crowded.

The NPCs are very comfortable - there are not so many players who come up and down every ten seconds to ask them "do you have a quest".

Hathaway is also very relieved - she can finally temporarily avoid contact with the group of "similar" who shocked her for three seconds with a single sentence.

It is normal for people to decrease at this time, but there is one exception-the market.

Every city in LZD with "high flow of adventurers" has a set of fixed infrastructure, and the market is one of them.

Anyone who has been in contact with games knows that this is a market for selling things.

To be precise, it is a market where players sell items.

To be more precise, it is a market that tests the truth, goodness and beauty between players.

"Funny, boots with +2 intelligence sell more than armor? A profiteer!"

"Intelligence affects the speed of chanting! If you want to play a mage, that's the price, not to mention a level 10 suit, big sister, you can use it immediately after you leave Novice Village and do two tasks to transfer to a mage!"

"Soldiers are equipped with stamina? What kind of Jill attribute is this?!"

"+4 intelligence equipment, don't miss it when you pass by..."

……

"Hey, where did these things come from?" Hathaway, who was squatting in the corner of the market, had been observing secretly for a long time. She sighed and retracted her gaze, but when she retracted her gaze, her gaze suddenly bumped into a player beside her. , hastily retracted, and then glanced at the man after reacting—the voice sounded a little lazy.

It was also quite casual.

A bewildered player passing by: "..."

Is she asking herself?

I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw the other party's gaze fixed on him even though it was loose, I thought for a while and choked out a sentence: "It's the fault."

"Oh." Hathaway nodded, rubbed her nose, turned her head and continued to look at the people who were bargaining in the distance - before the players beside her could react, she turned her head again, her eyes widened suddenly, "You Lied to me!"

"???"

Isn't this common sense?

"I brushed it all day today, and there is no hair at all!"

"..." The innocent player on the side of the road lowered his head in silence for a while, then raised his head and said, "Where did you spawn the monster?"

"It's just those on the prairie."

"...The little monsters can't drop their equipment. You have to go to the monsters in the forest to have them." The player understood, but then he didn't know whether it was because Hesaiwei's innocent look made people have to worry about it, or it was out of love. Habit of worrying, he said a lot, "In addition to mobs, there are also many elite monsters and boss monsters mixed in in the forest. Elite monsters have a chance to drop. The game function area in Novice Village is limited, so this method can With better equipment, leaving Novice Village can at least..."

As he spoke, he noticed that Hathaway's eyes had changed.

— a strange light.

He was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what this meant, so he didn't continue.

When Hathaway received the questioning gaze, her eyes were slightly fixed, and she subconsciously said, "I'm just asking casually, but I don't really want to know."

"..."

"But thank you anyway." Seeing the player's expression darken, Hathaway laughed, and pointed to the distance, "Then—what do they mean by that attribute, and..."

"Don't you want to know?!"

"Hey, stupid... Bah, there are not many good people, let's help to the end."

"..." I tm...

Unexpectedly, although the player's face was awkward for a moment, he still spoke: "LZD's attributes are relatively simple in design, five attributes, attributes will affect some more specific values... Different occupations have different If you want to ask, it depends on your specific race and occupation."

Hathaway was taken aback for a while.

What intelligence attributes affect panel healing, high-spirit critical strikes and critical strike damage are higher, which occupation is more cost-effective in stacking damage, which occupation's attributes have corrections...

Clear logic and accurate thinking—I didn't expect Passerby A who I asked casually...seems to be a talent?

Although... Originally, she really didn't really want to know.

"Then... Phantom Spirit Clan milk... how about treatment?" After a moment of silence, Hathaway asked with her head tilted.

That player: "I'll think about it."

Very nice and professional.

He still needs to think about it, and it seems that he is going to give him a very interesting answer.

Hathaway received magic training since she was a child. Every teacher is a knowledgeable old man. She likes to be silent before speaking. It makes sense after thinking about it.

"Red bottle."

After a while, the player said so.

"..."

She really shouldn't expect anything from these players.

Although she really didn't understand these things very well - but the joke was still understandable.

How about preparing a red bottle?Heal yourself!
He just played a nanny in order to suck blood for others, he lost blood and killed himself!

"—Phantom spirit clan nurse will lose blood." The player looked at the change in Hesevi's expression, felt that this reaction was expected, and spread his hands, "The attributes don't matter, and the equipment can be changed casually. Anyway, there are no people Play this unlucky job."

"..." Hathaway was speechless for a while.

Because the player is right - it will indeed lose blood.

——It has to be said that in the eyes of many people, the Phantom Spirit Race is simply a disgrace to planning.

In general, each race in the game has its own resident, but the Phantom Race does not—the introduction as an explanation says "this race was born in illusion", oh, so there is no resident;
General occupations have at least one normal attack. In LZD, it’s no problem for a race to have two or three occupations to switch back and forth. Phantoms don’t—tsk, the reason is almost the same as above.

Even Hathaway recalled that in the past, the phantom spirits were existences that she hadn't paid much attention to in contact with all fields related to magic in the mainland.

In other words...it was just too miserable.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are players who can play this profession, but it is still a disaster level for novices.

"The Phantom Spirit has only one profession, Templar Mage, and the weapon is a book. In the state of the Book of the Living, any skill used will consume 5% of the health value of the skill's curative effect; in the state of the Book of the Dead, any skill used will restore 5% of the self The life value; the switching time between each other is 5 seconds." The player said again, "This kind of setting is difficult to control when encountering large-scale events, and it is a nightmare for players."

Maybe an emergency breastfeeding milked himself to death.

This knife is beautifully mended——

Hathaway looked at him and almost vomited blood.

She didn't deny it, because she had already confirmed a point when she spawned monsters this afternoon, but she was pointed out to her face... It was really not good for her face.

So this person is like an idiot, who can give himself science after complaining about himself, just waiting to see how aggrieved she is now, right? !
what? !

She will let this bastard succeed? !

...Well, she was really aggrieved.

Hathaway's headache grew more and more.

Although she is very familiar with the two words separated from the middle of the four words Templar Mage, but this profession has nothing to do with her "past".

Don't talk about becoming a monk halfway, now it's about to go back to the furnace and rebuild.

"...I thank you." Hathaway could only choke out a sentence at last, curled her lips, and stood up after speaking, her figure shaking a little, as if she was devastated and ready to leave this place of right and wrong.

"Wait." Just after taking two steps, the player called her to stop.

Hathaway turned her head without any expression on her face.

The player was stunned seeing her like this.

When she has no expression, she is like a goddess who can be worshipped. When she has expressions or speaks, she is like a female psychopath.

"I originally came out to sell things, but you have delayed me for so long, now I have to rush to do the task."

"...You mean, I will pay for your losses?!" Hathaway's eyes widened in disbelief.

These unreasonable players really have no lower limit!

The player didn't care about her misunderstanding, and continued to say: "...It just happens to be equipment that can be used by the Phantom Spirit Race, and it's hard to sell, so just give it to you."

Hathaway's old face flushed, and she was a little embarrassed: "Is this considered to be taking advantage?!"

"If I want to sell it to you... With your eloquence, I don't think I can get any advantage in bargaining, and I don't want to lose my life."

"……"Oh.

(End of this chapter)