Advanced NPC

Chapter 209
The camp outside the war capital has been there all the time, and I don’t know if it’s for a period of daily time—the players quickly gathered a large number of players just like they did in the plot of the crusade against Treyson.

It's also a bit of a fart.

It may take some time for the NPC to run from the capital of the temple to the capital of the war, but for the players, it is just a matter of transmitting the magic circle, and it is over when the eyes are closed and opened.

——It’s not okay to be idle, you have to do something.

"Wow, what the hell is Ai Shalu going to have a concert tonight?"

"Yes, I heard that singing last night triggered an exclusive singing task for singing. After completing this singing task, she gained new singing skills, so she will sing this new song tonight."

"Wait wait I messed up what are you talking about are you fucking tongue twister?!"

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"This is the previous data." However, the poor players in the strategy group had to sort out the recent main line - Ai Jue and A Bai were squatting in a player's rest area, working hard.

While talking, Ai Jue glanced secretly at A Bai——when he saw that there was no expression on his face that was different from usual, he didn't know whether he was relieved or puzzled.

This person was like a ghost last night, but today he looks like a human being. God knows what happened.

"Hahaha what the hell, the relationship between Iser Alfred and his son, the arrogant manager of Zhandu was bloodbathed, shouting MMP... These sand sculpture players are too talented, right? There is an extra set of expressions——" Ah Jin Those who don’t know the more they look at the forum, the more excited they become——

Almost all of the forums were discussing the latest series of plots. She said she was recording forum clues, but now she was attracted by various sand sculpture posts.

Ai Jue: "..."

Ai Jue turned around: "Where is the record?"

A Bai opened the panel, was doing calculations but didn't have time to answer - he seemed to have returned to the original state, and when calculating and simulating data, he didn't pay extra attention to what other people were saying.

"Hey, isn't it just a big villain's trap." A Jin raised his head and said, "The manager of the temple capital has a covenant with the elves, right? But the ring was taken away, so we can only let him The phantom son hid, but he was discovered unexpectedly... The setting of this story is quite a selling point."

"Zhandu was probably there to clean up people who were dissatisfied with him...but before he had time to investigate, he was dealt with by Teresen." Ai Jue thought it made sense, "and made a deal with the demons... this black man The prince's hand stretched out a bit? Who knows how he contacted the demons."

"Everything is possible in the game, and the secret will be revealed after completing the mission - but Ai Jue, there is something wrong with you."

"What?"

"It's a bit deep into the drama-why do you think he did it? Games are just games." A Jin waved his hand, "Where is your professionalism in doing strategy, or is it that your hidden middle-school disease is covered by this?" The game is hooked?"

Ai Jue: "..."

Subconsciously answered: "I have a serious secondary illness? Then you may not know Miss Sister."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it——mmp, what kind of pig's mouth is he talking about recently, which pot is not open, which pot is not open, and which pot is he carrying? !
"I really don't know you." Ah Jin rolled his eyes, then glared at him, "I wanted to ask you last night—who is Miss Sister?"

Abai's hand paused.

"Hello, giants, did you see Miss Sister?" At this moment - Jiang Sheng probed into the room and looked around.

Ah Jin: "..."

So what the hell is this?

Jiang Sheng thought for a while, then asked again: "Hey, why do you say that you can see Miss Sister when you find Baishen—did she go to the bathroom?"

"..."

"..."

"Hahahahahahaha god damn go to the bathroom!"

Jiang Sheng once again shamed himself online: "..."

"We didn't see her." Ai Jue held his forehead and continued, "What's going on?"

"Look for her to listen to Ai Doulu's new song!" Jiang Sheng was eager to change the subject, and immediately said, "I specially reserved a place for her, but I can't find anyone at all, and the communication is also in a state of refusal!"

"So who is she?" Ah Jin's curiosity grew.

"A super beautiful young lady!" Jiang Sheng said, "She's super nice—she looks like... um..."

Ah Jin raised his eyebrows: "Super beautiful? What kind of adjective is this... But to be honest, I'm immune to appearances after seeing elves running around..."

"Eh, but I haven't seen the elves?" Jiang Sheng was confused.

"I have a screenshot! Do you want to see it!" Ah Jin immediately beckoned to her.

Jiang Sheng: "!"

Jiang Sheng: "Look!"

The two enthusiastic players hit it off immediately, and Ah Jin posted a picture of himself taken in the elf land when he was free——

In the elf land shrouded in a halo of pure white light, those races of incomparable beauty are either standing or sitting, talking or silent, their facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite, and their amber or dark green eyes are plated with clear light.

Jiang Sheng looked at it, feeling a little pain in his eyes, and then said in a daze: "The elves... are they a weak race?!"

"???" Ah Jin didn't understand what was going on, "Where did you come to the conclusion that they are weak? They are obviously strong!"

"The big pigeon says that the strong are all bald! They are not bald at all!"

"..."

Not only is she not bald, but her hair volume is so enviable.

Ai Jue was also watching, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "This style of painting..."

Abai remained silent.

The elves - a race where everyone is breathtakingly beautiful - seem to be very similar to a person from the perspective of the overall painting style.

"Ah, they all look good, but it seems that Miss Sister looks better—" Jiang Sheng felt a little pain in his eyes at the end, but he still came to this conclusion——

Ah Jin raised his eyebrows, very curious.

"It's really...the painting style is quite similar." Ai Jue touched his chin.

Looking at Abai again—it was unexpected that this person was not processing data, and his hand fell in front of the transparent screen, and he did not move for a long time.

"Abai?" Ai Jue couldn't help calling out to him.

Abai didn't answer.

Ai Jue called Ah Bai twice more.

"Ai Shalu you're talking about—is that otaku idol who loves Shaulu?"

"Yes, yes, do you want to see it too?"

"Okay—it's okay to come back and see anyway."

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"I rely on me, rely on me—the demons are doing things!" Just when Ah Jin and Jiang Sheng were about to leave here "good friends", someone ran in——Yinkong Frye was about to hit him head-on There were two of them, but it seemed that they were too impressed with Ah Jin, and they avoided it in a flash...

"..."

"..."

Several players felt that this operation was very exciting.

"What's the situation? What happened to the demons?" Ai Jue was surprised, "Did you call?"

"That's right!" Yinkong Frye looked filled with righteous indignation——

Ah Jin couldn't help but glanced at Yinkong Frye: "Are you all really that deep in the drama?"

"..."

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(End of this chapter)