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Chapter 150 Little fresh meat, aunt touch

Bob, the young city lord of Buck City, nervously grasped the hilt of his sword and stared in the direction of the resurrection point, remaining motionless for a long time.

The residents of Buck City are also waiting for this moment with bated breath. They stay in their respective positions, as if they have been pressed to pause, just waiting for a signal to start performing according to the script that has been rehearsed thousands of times.

finally……

A white light appeared at the resurrection point, and a bearded lover player came out of it. This was like a signal, and the whole Buck City started to move.

Then came the second, third, and fourth white light...

【Arrived in Buck City】

【Unlock new map】

[The Lord of Buck City, Bob, is waiting for you at the Lord’s Mansion...]

"Damn, this city is too shabby, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I feel like a local kid"

“Many NPCs”

"Let's go, let's go, visit the city lord... Where is the city lord's mansion?"

"Go along the street, there are arrows on the mini map"

Players who are new to Guijing are curious about everything. They walk on the main road and look at the houses and shops on both sides, the children laughing and playing on the street corners, and the sad-looking orc farmers...

"Why are the people here so thin?"

"Yes, they are all like African refugees."

“There must be a lot to do”

"I don't know if there are any hidden tasks. As for when the hidden professions will appear, I don't have any clues."

The players who have completed the first turn at this stage are all elites. Compared with the aborigines of the Canaan world, the biggest difference is not in physical fitness, but in spirit and soul.

A person with a strong spirit and soul will naturally exude a strong temperament, which is enough to make them stand out from the crowd. The residents of Buck City watched with awe and curiosity as this group of people walked past their door, all the way to the city lord.

Go to the house.

There is a small square in front of the city lord's palace, and Bob and his friends are nervously waiting for the players to arrive.

"Welcome, young rebels!"

Because he was too nervous, the young city lord spoke tightly, and the players stopped on the steps in front of him.

"What a young city lord"

"Another high-level NPC"

“I wonder if there are any hidden tasks”

"Wow, you're a level 18 warrior, why don't other high-level NPCs have level displays on their heads?"

"To make a long story short, rebels, Buck City suffered heavy losses in the demonic tide and urgently needs your help..."

"It's a mission, it's a mission"

“Finally we can continue to upgrade.”

It doesn't seem to be that difficult, the young city lord thought, if you ignore what the players are talking to themselves below.

"...Clean up the farmland outside the city and teach those hateful demonized goblins a lesson."

"...Please provide whatever help you can to the residents of the city. They are all poor people. The curse of the gods and the erosion of the abyss have caused them to lose almost all their relatives..."

"Wow, it's starting to have an abyss background."

"I remember that the senior NPC mentioned the White Walkers in Buck City. Where are the White Walkers?"

"There is also a copy of the Baldwin family cemetery..."

"Go, rebels, I'm waiting for your good news."

After saying the lines, the young city lord breathed a sigh of relief.

When asked about his impression of the players, it's really hard to describe. It's not as good as he imagined, nor is the worst-case scenario expected to happen. There are no surprises or dangers, and it seems very dull.

"The main mission is to clean up the farmland outside the city?"

"Well, look at the mini map, there are a lot of icons with missions to accept."

"These guards have them on their heads too"

"Take the missions, take them all and wander around, maybe there will be surprises"

Bob's friends also have a role to play. They deal with the players' chats a little stiffly, and follow the system prompts to recite their lines...

"Wow, I found that the NPCs here are very intelligent. Even the soldiers have various emotional reactions. Look... they are blushing. I actually saw the NPCs blushing."

"Sister, you are wearing too cool clothes. This NPC looks like a chick at first glance."

"Hee hee, this NPC looks so cute, he's a little fresh meat, auntie can touch it..."

"...Oh, what's wrong with him? He has a nosebleed?"

"No, why do I feel like a real person?"

"Canaan Company lets minors play NPCs?"

The NPC 'Xiao Xianrou' couldn't bear it anymore and exploded. She pushed away the 'aunt' who was licking her body and drew out her long sword: "Get out of here!"

"Stop, Skid!" Bob quickly stopped his angry friends, then turned to the players and said, "Pay attention to your words and deeds, rebels, we are compatriots and need to respect each other!"

Several ‘aunties’ have no awareness of sexual harassment: “I received a warning from the system”

"Me too!"

"Are they all intelligent NPCs?"

Bob didn't know what an NPC was, but he felt that it was not a good description. As a player, he was not recognized by other players, which made him a little sad.

"This NPC named Skid can't accept the mission anymore, what's going on!?"

"Isn't it!?"

"It's over. The system prompts that the favorability has dropped to disgust and you cannot accept the mission."

"What have I done? I haven't done anything!"

Players and NPCs are not on the same channel at all, and the focus of both sides is completely different. Skid feels insulted, and Bob is trying to persuade him.

"Is the favorability recovering?"

"I can take on the mission again, damn!"

Next, I will not dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time the two worlds collide. Different values, moral concepts, different customs, perspectives on problems, and everything else are very different.

After finally sending these dozens of players away, my friend Skid said: "I don't like them. Their eyes remind me of... goblins!"

"Shut up, Skid!"

"They are not compatriots at all!"

Another friend also said, "They lack respect for us."

The players couldn't hear these quarrels, and they quickly forgot what had just happened. They were wandering around Buck City, taking missions, and spying everywhere...

The residents of Buck City quickly became aware of the players.

The area near the entrance of the kobold mine was bustling with people. Zhang Miao, who had spent 500,000 krypton coins, had spent every copper on his body, and now he was equipped with a complete set of equipment.

"This time I have to pass the level!"

"Yeah, there's no way out!"

"If you don't pass the level, you won't be offline."

"Fight!"

Looking around, there are all teams like them. Most of them have trained their equipment and paid a lot of money, so naturally they are full of expectations.

Zhang Miao didn't know what to do if he couldn't clear the level this time. The players had already moved to Buck City.

"Let's get started!"

Brother Ruoran went up to talk to the dungeon NPC. Unexpectedly, the dungeon was full, and he needed to go to the kobold dungeon (2) near the transfer point b4.

"wipe!"

The momentum and determination that everyone had finally built up were lost a lot after such an interruption.


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