I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

"What a bad temper." Ju Huaishan's disgust was palpable.

"Now that the work is done and the goal has been achieved, just say a few words less." Liu Mengyao frowned slightly.

"When the work is done, we have Miss Lin's help. Otherwise, we would be the only ones working until dark." Ju Huaishan changed his voice and said, "We still have to rely on Miss Lin."

Good guy, the co-author is here waiting to be hugged. Lin Xiangwan sometimes admires Ju Huaishan's mouth, which can really turn white into black.

If Lin Xiangwan hadn't been certain, he might have lost his mind amidst his repeated compliments.

Lin Xiangwan ignored this, and set an example by picking up the unfinished rice bunch: "Finally, the task for this afternoon is completed."

As a result, everyone once again saw Lin Xiangwan's strength. Not to mention compared to the female players, the amount of rice she picked up at one time was almost as much as the two male players combined.

Ju Huaishan originally wanted to try to catch up, but he gave up after walking less than ten meters, and continued to carry it honestly according to his own ability.

Lin Xiangwan picked up more rice bundles and could no longer see the road ahead, so Liu Mengyao walked side by side with her, reminding her to pay attention to her steps.

Everyone found a partner to transport the rice bundles together. Seeing that there were not many things left, something unexpected happened suddenly.

Lin Xiangwan suddenly smelled the smell of gardenias, and then realized it was a ghost. Before she could raise her head and look around, a sharp female voice pierced the sky.

All the players looked towards the source of the sound in panic, only to see a figure falling backwards. Judging from the attire, it looked like Tang Jing.

In front of Tang Jing stood an old woman holding a sickle. Red liquid was flowing on the sickle, and even her face was covered with blood splattering out.

"Tang Jing!" Zhang Minghua, who was closest, quickly ran over. When he was two or three meters away, the old woman suddenly glanced at him, and he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

The old woman's eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion, and it even made people feel that the sickle in her hand would be slashed at her in the next second, and no one standing in front of her was worth mentioning.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Jing died.

She lay quietly on the rice field, with no light in her eyes, and she could not close her eyes because death came so suddenly.

"You killed her." Lin Xiangwan quickly walked to the scene of the incident. She looked at the old woman stating the facts, hoping to get more explanations.

Not only did the old woman not feel any guilt, she was actually full of anger: "No! I am doing justice for God."

Liu Mengyao boldly spoke up: "Old lady, what did she do to make you so angry?"

"I just asked her to get something and made no excuses. You guests always pretend to be nice, but none of you can do that."

Lin Xiangwan looked at Tang Jing in a pool of blood, and felt a strong sense of disobedience in her heart. Her voice became colder and colder: "She is holding a bunch of rice in her hands. She can't help you for the time being. Even if her attitude is not good, it is not a crime." Until death.”

The old woman glared at her: "You mean I was wrong?"

Liu Mengyao grabbed Lin Xiangwan's arm and whispered: "Forget it, don't follow me in."

Lin Xiangwan understood Liu Mengyao's thoughts. Now that Tang Jing is dead, there is no point in arguing about right and wrong. If you offend the NPC in this dungeon, the future will be even more difficult.

But Lin Xiangwan didn't want to. She had no desire to protect Tang Jing, and Tang Jing's death did not stir up any emotion in her, but she always remembered the scene when Chen Yan held her and asked her if she would die.

In the village of good people, it is not just one person who has wrong views, but the whole village has fallen into ideological misunderstandings.

If things are not corrected, more and more people will die here.

Lin Xiangwan patted the back of Liu Mengyao's hand to show his kindness, and then said to the old woman: "You are just wrong."

Everyone was terrified, fearing that the old woman would strike Lin Xiangwan like this again. But what people didn't expect was that the old woman just stared at her a few more times, then picked up the sickle and walked away without even looking back, without leaving a single word.

Liu Mengyao, who was standing diagonally behind Lin Xiangwan, breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "I was scared to death..."

"What should we do?" Zhu Feishuang looked at the corpse, a little at a loss.

"There is a regular body collector in the village." Lin Xiangwan stared at Tang Jing's body, "What we have to do now is try not to disturb other NPCs."

"But the biggest problem now is that they are so unreasonable!" Li Xinyi couldn't bear to look at Tang Jing's body anymore, turned her head and complained, "Tang Jing did so many good things today, but she just didn't agree to help get a The thing was killed, and it was an NPC that looked so powerless. If the game continues like this, wouldn’t we have to take everything the NPC says to heart? And we can’t refuse any of their requests.”

Recalling the death state of each player in "Be a Good Person", it more or less made others feel aggrieved.

Helping others is a virtue, but when this virtue becomes a knife on the neck, no one can smile and say it is voluntary.

Lin Xiangwan nodded: "Well, they are indeed unreasonable, and as long as you don't do it this time, no matter how much you do in the past, it will be useless. Therefore, if you want to survive to the end, do not directly refuse their requests when talking to NPCs. If When you encounter something you don’t want to do or can’t do, try to be tactful. The stupidest way is to ask for help in the group.”

Her target was the Dream Maker, but the other people's purpose was to play a game, so Lin Xiangwan didn't want them to risk violating the plot setting.

In this dungeon, Lin Xiangwan has reminded other players not to ignore the NPC's demands since Chen Gang's disappearance. Judging from the timeline, they discovered the key points of the dungeon very quickly.

Also because of lessons learned from the past, the death frequency of this wave of players is not high. If you have the answer but can't copy it, that would be stupid.

However, the NPCs have begun to attack openly when they gather, which shows that the Dream Maker does not have much time for the players.

After leaving the rice fields, everyone went their separate ways again, and the risk probability increased greatly.

Aunt Lou held Lin Xiangwan's hand and praised everyone she met, "The little girl may have done it", "Yes, it would be great if Xiao Lin was from our village", "No one in our village can match her." "...

Lin Xiangwan showed a tool-like smile throughout the whole process, only curling up the corners of his mouth and quietly listening to how Auntie Lou described her as unparalleled in the world.

When the Chen sisters returned from a study visit, Lin Xiangwan sat with them in the living room and talked. Chen Juan came over and mentioned Tang Jing: "Sister Wanwan, I heard that another guest died this afternoon." There was no panic in her tone. , only the parents are short-lived and mediocre.