The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The farce in East Star City was still going on, Saman lowered his head and lit a cigarette.He doesn't smoke, but just likes to watch the smoke burn for fun, so he will get a little smoke on his body.

"Boss, a message from Tianhong." A subordinate brought the communicator over.

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, that's our person in charge."

The subordinate pouted.

Saman answered the communication, he frowned, and let go for a while.

"Stop." Saman dropped the cigarette in his hand and ran over it with his boots. Those who shouted and killed immediately stopped and gathered around him.

He stretched out his wrist to check the time, it was getting late.

"If this matter is not resolved, I will come again. Goodbye, Dongfeng. Say hello to the people behind you for me." Saman led the people and turned to leave.

"Saman, you are just a mad dog raised by Hong En!" Dong Feng shouted.

Saman turned his head, and the subordinates behind him immediately made way.

At the end of the road, Dong Feng was lifted up by a subordinate, and turned his head to spit out blood again: "I heard that Hong En's second-in-command is Sun Qingxu, Saman, how long can you be arrogant?"

Saman's subordinates became angry, but Saman just glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's good to do it for yourself."

A group of people left the banquet, and the players on the street gave way one after another.

"Boss, he..." What else would the subordinate say.

Saman raised his hand, and the people behind immediately shut up.

"What's the matter, let's go back and talk about it."

The neon lights are flashing on the street, and there are all kinds of players on the road. Suddenly, I have the illusion that I am still in the real world.

This is of course just an illusion.

The Bad Corner is slow-cooked hell.

East Star City is the most disguised place among the seven main cities, but it's a pity that a monster is a monster, no matter how resembling it is, it is not a real person.

Demons eat people, and so do players.

In the morning, the scent of dewy flowers came with the wind, Ren Yifei woke up from his dream, he took a deep breath, letting the breath also carry the breath of nature.

Regardless of other things, just looking at this piece of wilderness, Ren Yifei thinks this is a good place.

The good thing is that there are thousands of miles of uninhabited people.

He went to wash up, and the mirror reflected a face as pale as frost and snow, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, with a careless evil spirit.

For the last role, he lost more than ten catties. He is handsome but bewitching. He looks like an evildoer who descended from the mountain to harm the world, even less popular.

The director said that he needed this kind of visual impact, but Ren Yifei suspected that he just used this kind of "evil spirit" to reduce everyone's attention to his appearance.

In the past, when he played a criminal, the critics thought it was not good. He was too good-looking and acted too realistically, which easily spoiled the children's three views.Who the hell knows why the child wants to watch that kind of film?

Teachers always sigh: they are delayed by their appearance.

Fortunately, there will be no such troubles in the future, and it is not my own skin when I enter the game.

"Dear player, good morning, the weather is fine today and there is no rain, do you want to go out for a walk?" The white screen claiming to be a guide elf appeared again, full of vitality.

Ren Yifei replied good morning, and he started shopping for breakfast.

A piece of bread, a glass of milk, a fried egg and half an apple, this is Ren Yifei's standard breakfast, and he spent a total of 3.8 shell coins.

He had to eat dozens of shellfish for three meals a day, which was ridiculously expensive compared to other things.

If you play once a month, with a 600 customs clearance subsistence allowance, I'm afraid it won't be enough for three meals.

He placed a small square table in the mini garden that was given as a gift when he bought the cement house.This place is said to be a garden, but in fact it is overgrown with weeds, and there are Ms. Hedgehog or Mr. Hedgehog that I have seen before huddled in the corner.

He gave the hedgehog the other half of the apple, and they are now enjoying the morning sun and breeze together.

"dear……"

The guide elf only said two words, Ren Yifei raised his hand, it didn't know why, subconsciously quieted down.

He closed his eyes, the morning light blurred his side face, and it seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light: "Did you hear that?"

"what?"

"The sound of birds chirping."

The guide elf silently opened the "Host is no small matter" manual given to him by his predecessors, to see how to respond in order to appear mature, stable and experienced.

Here Ren Yifei has opened his eyes: "I want to buy this wasteland, how much?"

Guide Elf: ...

This is the case of the rich and used to the Lord, who fell down for a while, and still has the stars and the sea in his heart.

"Your money...may not be enough." The guide spirit tried to protect the host's mind.

"Well, I know, so I asked how much you need."

The guide elf reported a number, Ren Yifei thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"It's not 1 to 30, it's [-]." The guide elf reminded him, "And the annual land maintenance tax has to pay one-tenth of the purchase price."

"Yes." Ren Yifei, who has never been frustrated with money in reality, smiled slightly, "As long as you earn it, you will have it. It's just a matter of time before this wasteland belongs to me."

Ren Yifei continued to eat the bread, looking at his 'own' wasteland, he felt cuter again.

"Does it snow here in winter?" He suddenly thought of this matter. In winter without snow, it would be a little bit of surprise and beauty.

The guide elf froze for a moment: "Next."

Ren Yifei nodded, and in a few days, he will plant a pine tree in the garden in front of his house.He likes the aroma of pine branches under the snow in winter, and also likes the icicles hanging down from them.

The beauty index of the mood increases by 0.01.

Their system comes with a 'player mood graph', but in it it is an almost straight line, and the ups and downs hardly exceed 0.05.

It suspects that the host is an artificial intelligence.

There is laughter and cursing on the face, but the inner world is like an ancient well, neither sad nor happy, what kind of state is this?

Guide the elves to doubt the whole life.

"30 is not a small number, and the daily expenses are not low." The guide elf couldn't help emphasizing that, unlike in reality, money here is even more difficult to earn.

Money equals life, and in the corner of the barrenness, money is truth.

"I know, the food is very expensive." Ren Yifei nodded.

In fact, he is a person who lacks the concept of money.

Because he has been acting since he was a child, he has been paid a lot and rarely has extravagant expenditures, so he has almost never been short of material.And he has an assistant to take care of his life since he was a child, so 'expensive' or 'cheap' are usually two strings of numbers with different lengths for him.

But at this time he felt that the food was 'very expensive'.

This can only show that the food here is really expensive, so expensive that he couldn't help but silently calculate his daily food expenses when he placed the order.

"If the player is worried about the expensive things in the mall, they can go to the store opened by the player. They buy the raw materials, make them and sell them, and earn a little difference." The guide elf suggested.

"No, I'd rather spend more money and reduce these troublesome steps that waste time and energy." Ren Yifei was originally leaning lazily on the white plastic chair, but now he turned half sideways, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "And, I only like making money, not saving money."

"Compared with how to save more money," Saman leaned on the luxurious sofa of his home in the luxurious residential area of ​​East Star City, and said similarly, "I still prefer to earn more money from games."

"But Tianhong..."

"Cough," Saman reminded, "call the person in charge."

Several people in the living room looked over: "He is like that, why do you still respect him? Besides, he has been doing more and more tricks recently, should we continue to be patient like this?"

These are his followers, and they are not fair for Saman.

Don't say anything else, just talk about what happened yesterday.

Saman was clearly responsible for Dongfeng's affairs, how much effort did it take to grasp the handle?Tianhong was kind, he sold all his hard work with one sentence, and even slapped Saman in the face severely.

Who can bear it?

That's right, Hong En was founded by Tianhong.But it can develop so fast, and Saman, the second-in-command, also has a lot of credit.In the end, after he was promoted to the boss of East Star City, he kicked out Saman and promoted a guy named Sun Qingxu again.

Muzhi was so angry that he put the coffee cup on the coffee table, made a loud noise, and said dissatisfiedly: "I think he is addicted to listening to someone calling him a big brother, and really thinks he is the emperor of Dongxing?"

Saman frowned: "That tea table is very expensive."

"Sorry." Muzhi picked up the teacup again, and found that there was a small crack on it, so he covered it with a paper towel and flattened it with his hands.

"Hey, anyway, Tianhong really went too far this time!"

A group of subordinates loyal to Saman all expressed their opinions. As one of the targeted members, they had long-standing grudges against Tianhong, and they only needed one fuse to blow up the world.

"I'll place the book tomorrow." Saman said slowly, seeing their righteous indignation.

The living room was silent: "Didn't you just go to the game a few days ago?"

"This time, it's the task of bringing newcomers to the book." Saman frowned, and then let go.

"What? Tianhong actually asked you to bring in a newcomer?" Several subordinates present immediately changed their faces, "It's too much to bully, who? We made him."

"Sit down and calm down."

He opened a can of coffee: "I just want to tell you, if you need something urgent, I will hand it over in two days. As for other things, don't worry about it."

"Boss, your temper is really at a disadvantage!" The more he behaves like this, the more people feel worthless for him.

After chatting for half a day, the subordinates who came with him left one by one. Everyone had their own business, and the time in the corner of the desert was as valuable as life.

After the person left, Saman pressed a button, and the curtains in the room were automatically drawn, and a dim light was turned on in the room.

"They're gone?" A strange man with fox eyes squinted turned out of the utility room.If the previous person hadn't left yet, they would probably be surprised. This was the 'Ningchen' Sun Qingxu who had been scolded not long ago.

"It's hard for you to deal with these idiots." Sun Qingxu sat down and poured himself a glass of water, "I heard that while you were bothering Dongfeng, you directly blew up Dongfeng's Ecstasy Cave? Dongfeng's gold-absorbing weapon, the Spring Rain Tower 'Dongfeng is about to move out in the next few days. Here, what you want."

He put a piece of paper on the coffee table and took a sip of water slowly.

"Isn't it cute to be silly?"

Saman threw the coffee can into the trash can, loosened the tie that was tightly tied to him, and then unbuttoned it, and the gentle and gentle smile slowly disappeared.

His face was reflected in the dark mirror. The man in the mirror was wanton and cruel, and there was no word related to warmth in his eyes.

"Be silly and live long."

The author has something to say:

Saman: I have never been the only one who lied, and no one has ever lied to me.

A Fei: Really?

Volume Two: The Neighborhood