Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Bad players like them will be disliked by honest NPCs, or at least treated coldly by them, and will be easily rejected. Of course, it will also be easier for them to gain the favor of evil NPCs because of their faction, and they can even get points by killing NPCs. However, they cannot be seen by others, otherwise they will be isolated and hunted by the NPC group.

It was unknown how many players from different camps were present, but everyone spoke of at least Neutral Good, or Neutral Chaos, or the Good camp. After all, players from the Evil camp would sometimes receive a different main line from others and start hunting players, so everyone was wary of such players.

It's a pity that Scarface did not receive the task of killing any players in this round. After testing, no one honestly told him their task. But what is certain is that everyone's task is related to the snakes in the rainforest. As for whether the number of kills is five like Scarface, I don't know.

Feng Lan only stayed for one day. She tried to ask the NPCs who had boats if anyone was willing to go out at this time. When they knew that the place she was going was deep in the rainforest, they all shook their heads.

A kind-hearted person reminded her, "The waterways are unstable and the rainforest is dangerous at this time. No one or shipping company will accept your order. If you insist on placing an order, you can go to Mr. Song. As long as you have enough money, he is willing to go sailing."

Feng Lan thanked the kind NPC, gave him a few grains of gold, and set off in the rain.

It has only rained for a short while since she entered the dungeon. Feng Lan's original intention of waiting for the rain to stop before setting off has also died down. What if it rains all the time in this dungeon? Can she still stay here?

The wealthy fat sheep Feng Lan interrupted a few locals who were robbing her because she had money, and entered a place with a red door, which looked like a bar.

Mr. Song was not found.

"Mr. Song has already accepted the order and will be leaving tomorrow. They gave us $50,000 to go upstream. If it's convenient for you, could you join them?"

Feng Lan was generous and quickly pried open the bartender's mouth. She didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that Mr. Song's boat was chartered by someone else.

"Is there anyone else willing to go out? I have my own boat, I just need someone to show me the way. 100,000."

Feng Lan hesitated for a moment. She listened to this group of people who suddenly appeared and wanted to charter a boat to leave. They looked a bit like other players. Feng Lan didn't have a very good impression of other players. She preferred to travel alone.

One hundred thousand is the price of life. Feng Lan keenly sensed the vague sense of crisis in this copy, even though she had not seen the snakes in the rainforest yet.

This is not a small number. There is a boat and all we need is directions. It sounds like an easy job and many people present were tempted.

A yellow man who looked like he was half-Rabbit Country stood up and said, "Really 100,000? I have seven years of experience sailing in the rainforest. Is that okay? If it's true, we can set off anytime."

Feng Lan carefully felt the man's emotions and did not lie.

She nodded and threw a piece of gold to the man. "I need to see what you can do."

Feng Lan could tell from the cars and electrical appliances in the town that this replica was closer to the 1990s, and the most sleek car in the town was also a shiny classic car.

But no matter what, gold still has great purchasing power.

Feng Lan’s ship may be a little conspicuous. After all, whether it is the lifeboat on the Titanic or the ship she obtained from her first copy and virus copy, they are all a little beyond this era.

At this time, Feng Lan was glad that she had listened to her coach and learned how to drive a boat in the training room.

When she arrived at the dock, she asked the guy who called himself Tang to wait for her. Feng Lan changed the location and released a four-meter-long and two-meter-wide diesel-mixed fishing boat. After starting it up, it returned to the dock.