This NPC really has a problem

There are some philosophical problems that have plagued mankind for many years, and will obviously continue to plague them from generation to generation, and it seems that it is not difficult to plague human beings to extinction.

Like who am I, where am I from, what am I doing?

At this moment, Mr. Lu was deeply troubled by these problems.

The notebook seemed to smell of old blood, and was stuffed back into the bookshelf by the disturbed Mr. Lu. He paced back and forth in the small open space in the study, feeling that his memory was tangled into a mess.

The mountain mentioned in the notebook was the one he was on.

There are not many families in this mountain, and only one of those families has the surname Lu.

it's him.

Thinking of this, the murderer who killed the overnight traveler didn't run away.

but……

Mr. Lu scratched his hair.

but……

Mr. Lu sat down on the sofa in a daze.

Mr. Lu can't go down anymore.

He did the right thing.

Mr. Lu wanted to find a book on ideological and moral education to calm down.

Feeling restless, he got up and walked around the study a few times, and finally went back behind the desk.The mahogany chair that goes with the desk is much harder than the sofa, unlike a soft sofa that seems to have nowhere to sit on. Mr. Lu feels more at ease and thinks more clearly.

He was in a state of confusion.

The memory told Mr. Lu that he did these things.

But Mr. Lu feels that he has not done these things.

It's as if he had to euthanize the fish first when he killed the fish, but the memory laughed at him for not being naive. You killed several big living people with your own hands.

Mr. Lu pursed his lips tightly, and unconsciously tapped the pen on the table, showing the owner's irritability...and a little bit of helplessness.

Gradually, Mr. Lu only had one thought in his mind—something went wrong with his memory.

Mr. Lu was planning to figure out what went wrong in his mind and plan a charter, but before he could put it into practice, there was a knock on the door of the study.Mr. Lu was startled, and the pen in his hand fell to the table with a snap.

The knock on the door was soft and careful, with just the right frequency, as if he was afraid that the people in the study would be displeased.After three knocks on the door, Mr. Lu heard Bai Zhu's voice: "May I come in, please?"

Mr. Lu settled his mind and replied, "Please come in."

His voice was slightly hoarse at the moment, Mr. Lu suddenly felt that his voice was as unreal as his memory, his voice was not like his voice, his memory was not like his memory, he was not like him, everything had a kind of Weird illusion.Until he saw Bai Zhu pushing the door in, the petite girl smiled at him gratefully but not obsequiously, and closed the door lightly, fresh and real.

Mr. Lu's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

Even though he couldn't tell the reason, at this moment he felt that this world was not entirely illusory.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Lu asked him, getting up and going to the tea table to pour Bai Zhu a cup of still warm black tea.

Seeing his movements, Bai Zhu quickly stopped him, and said a little awkwardly: "Can I borrow some books to read? It's too boring to stay in the room all day long."

Mr. Lu signaled him to take it easy: "You can take all the books on the shelf."

Mr. Lu sat back on the mahogany chair. He realized that his gaze had put pressure on Bai Zhu, so he turned his back to Bai Zhu thoughtfully.Before turning his back, he saw Bai Zhu take down a book from the fourth shelf.

Mr. Lu didn't pay attention, and lowered his head to write down what he felt was wrong in a blank hardcover notebook.

Bai Zhu didn't look for the books for a long time. When he left, he called Mr. Lu with seven books in his arms.After Mr. Lu's eyes fell on the pile of books, he smiled embarrassedly: "I also brought a few books for my companions."

He looked at Mr. Lu with a bit of caution, but also a bit of hope: "Is it okay?"

Mr. Lu nodded: "It's okay, just put it back where it was when you finished reading it, and you can come and pick up any books you want to read."

Bai Zhu smiled again, turned around and left with small steps.Mr. Lu felt that his steps seemed a little anxious, but he attributed this to the reason why the girl was embarrassed to be in the same room with a strange man.

He didn't know that the expression on Bai Zhu's face immediately changed when he turned his back to him. Bai Zhu laughed a little stiffly, and unconsciously held his breath. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he left the study and hurried to the stairwell.

Bai Zhu cautiously looked back at the empty corridor, and carefully looked up and down the stairs, before removing the two books on top with slightly trembling hands.Between the second and third books in the stack, there is a notebook.

……

The three surviving players gathered in the first room, looking at the closed notebook on the table with serious expressions.The notebook had just been circulated by them, and everyone had mixed feelings after reading it.

"So," after a long silence, Xu Yan was the first to speak out, "Everyone has no objection to the fact that Mr. Lu is one of the bosses, right?"

The black-rimmed glasses said: "Then what that thing in the cupboard said is also true?"

"It's half true and false," Xu Yan said, "Obviously the door cannot be opened after midnight, but Mr. Lu's murder of travelers should have happened."

Black-rimmed glasses sighed: "A person should not be judged by his appearance."

For some reason, the game company made this NPC look like an honest person. It looks like the kind of guide NPC who actively sends clues to players. How can I expect such a cruel setting.

Bai Zhu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "But if Mr. Lu is set like that in the diary, why didn't something happen last night?"

An accident still happened, but except for Mr. Lu who knocked on the door once at the end, the other things seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Bai Zhu pointed to the note and said, "The Mr. Lu in the note started early. From the perspective of the game, isn't it unrealistic to have such a boss who didn't move at all yesterday?"

The black-rimmed glasses think this is quite realistic: "Isn't it the first internal test? It's normal that the game links can't be connected."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Bai Zhu, and found that Bai Zhu's expression was quite serious.

Black-rimmed glasses:"……"

"You won't..." The black-framed glasses didn't know how to describe it, "You don't really want to protect NPCs, do you?"

The black-rimmed glasses are a little frightening.

Bai Zhu was a little annoyed by her unbelievable gaze, turned his head away and said, "You'll know after getting in touch with him...Mr. Lu gives people the impression that he is too different from the one in the diary."

After Bai Zhu finished speaking, he regretted it.

There is a feeling of getting more and more black.

He first wondered if he had lost his head, and then wondered if there was something wrong with the positioning of the game.Lu Ren doesn't look like an NPC that should exist in a horror game, and the behavior in the diary is quite similar, but the NPC that Bai Zhu saw was a little confused, as if he hadn't woken up, full of home information How could it appear in a horror game?

It's a bit like a character in some love strategy game...

Snapped!

Xu Yan and the black-rimmed glasses were taken aback, and looked at Bai Zhu in a daze.

"Don't worry about me," Bai Zhu put down the notebook that made his forehead red, "I'm calm and calm."