MTL - I Became an In-game NPC-v2 Chapter 48 key

A faint pattern emerged from the bare handle, with a faint white light, slowly spreading to the end.

Bud didn't understand the meaning of this, but a mysterious atmosphere enveloped him. It seemed that the surrounding area had calmed down, and people with heavy air pressure had difficulty breathing.

He stared at the old man's withered hands without blinking, until the other person's movement finally stopped, "Oh! Old man, do his best to do so."

The old gravekeeper gasped, tremblingly handed the key in his hand, but he was stunned.

Bud woke up from the mysterious feelings, holding the other side for the first time, and ignored the flashing key.

Relying on the young man's strong arm, the old man held his body firmly, raised his palm weakly, held it to his eyes, and looked at it insipidly.

The white light spread to only two-thirds of the position. Combined with the other party's words, Bud understood that it seemed that the old man was incapable of accomplishing certain things alone.

"Benefactor, please try it. Maybe you are more suitable than me!" He passed his hand over again and reached Bard's eyes.

This seemed to be an opportunity, and Bud could feel the call coming from it, causing the core of data in his soul to tremble.

In areas that cannot be seen in general horizons, the tentacles circulated by the pilot data core MS-01 to Bard's body, like the owner, hesitated to linger around the stone key, but were deterred by some meaning represented by it. Late for contact.

He hesitated for a second or two until a voice came suddenly.

"Indeed, try it! Young man, but just try!"

Everyone looked towards the voice. In the moonlight near midnight, I do not know when a middle-aged man appeared among the crowd, but before he took the initiative to speak, no one noticed his presence.

An ice-blue, good silk shirt, in the silver-white bright moonlight, gives a light feeling, looking from Bud's point of view, it is not easy to see the other person's appearance, only vaguely see that it is a Handsome uncle with beard.

Seeing his abrupt appearance surprised everyone. After a short cold field, the other hand reached out and the key held in the palm of the old gravekeeper flew out of nowhere, slowly falling into its palm, as if the fish was jumping into the water. .

"You, you are ..." The old man was as frightened as the others, at this moment suddenly he was not clear, he pointed at the other side, Bud was ready to stand up next to him, and said a few words to the sudden appearance, You should always ask the owner if you rush to take people or things! Otherwise it would be too impolite.

Even if it is strong, it does not mean that the weak can be demanded.

I didn't know that he just moved a moment, and was caught by the hand coming out beside him, turned his head and looked, the old man's eyes were inexplicable, and he looked straight at the man.

Feel free to fiddle with the key twice in your hand, and it seems to have lost interest. The middle-aged man sighed and sent the thing back.

"Try it!"

The half-white key tumbled in front of Bud, sometimes stopping, still still, like a naughty child.

These two orthodox NPCs continued inexplicable attitudes, Bud's heart was irritable, grabbed it down, and as the warm palms covered it, the invisible data link around it also moved sharply, and it was moved in less than a second Tangled up.

Immediately, Bard's expression stopped, and it seemed that all the mental will was sucked elsewhere.

The old tomb guard looked at his face, his expression slightly worried, but after looking at the uninvited guest next to him, he relaxed quickly.

The middle-aged man's eyes are looking at a different direction. It seems to be concentrated in Bard's hands, or near his wrist, where the ever-changing data chain is located.

"The beacon was found, and the conditions for full control were met, and the established program was triggered. Do you start to analyze it?"

There was a huge voice in Bud's soul. Just when he was unclear, and he was a little confused about his current state, the core of the data automatically issued a definite response.

Between the beards, a large amount of data flow like the tide flooded it, and at the same time a strong suction was uploaded from the sky. Bud was pulled into the rapidly rising channel.

In panic, looking back, his own body remained on the ground in the original posture, and the people around him didn't even notice it.

The happy windmill is guarding itself nervously, and is lifting its legs to take a few steps, but it is extremely slow.

From the beginning, the pale white frown frowned, staring at the middle-aged man tightly, as if something on his body had attracted the priest and annoyed her.

At this moment, calm came, but Bud was no longer there. Perhaps only one of the people present understood this.

auzw.com

The next moment, Bard's soul returned, but at this time he had already walked into the Genesis system again, and it felt no more comfortable than the previous few times.

"Uh!" He kept holding the key with one hand, and then his body softened, as if struck by a sledgehammer falling from the sky, and he fell without warning.

The happy windmill that had been worried about just arrived and reached out to support Bud. The tentacles only felt that he was soft and soft, unlike the powerful fighters who had previously occupied the boss.

"You ..." The rest couldn't help glaring at the middle-aged man, and determined in his heart that when Bard took over the thing, it was badly damaged. It must be the ghost of the other party.

"Don't! Uh ..." Bard himself, just like the old gravekeeper, tried his best to prevent his companions from showing disrespect to middle-aged people.

"Damn, I didn't expect that a small copy of the permission mark could directly connect to the system ontology. Who this guy is, it seems to be more than a simple NPC!" He cursed in the heart, while guessing the identity of the other party. Directly related to the system, it will not be simple.

Just as you suddenly noticed that the aunt sweeping around you, the mobile phone address book has the number of the highest leader of a certain country, and the nickname marked is the third nephew.

Can the shock in my heart be expressed in words? Just want to scold a grass mud horse!

Bud did not forget that he may still have a blacklist on the main brain. It was enough to be thunderballed once, and he could not bear it anymore. Therefore, he remained 100,000 points for the intelligent and unfathomable existence in front of him. Be careful.

Breathing and wheezing, Bud looked up at the other side, but a sudden movement in the palm of his hand, the stone key stubbornly broke away from his control and flew up again.

Everyone was vigilant about the culprit and looked at it in the past.

I saw more white traces spreading than before, but if you look closely, you can see that the last bit of the key still retains the original color and is not covered by the white light.

"You refused? Sure enough ..." The middle-aged man looked weird, couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed, and just looked at Bard muttering to himself.

"Fuck, that kind of thing can't be promised easily!" Bud was angry, just now he didn't simply take a bath in the system data stream. The key corresponds to a high-level position. He seems to be satisfied. Under certain conditions, it also successfully completed all analysis by relying on its own data core. The system asked if it was willing to assume the top manager of the copy of Toras's tomb.

What does that mean?

The copy manager is not a simple official in the city. It involves extremely deep secrets in the system. It is by no means qualified for ordinary NPCs. Even if this is only the lowest 20-level five-man small copy, it is better than the original one. The village chief has higher status and greater authority!

500 monthly system contribution value rewards, you can arbitrarily control the NPC authority lower than your own level within a certain range, and the power given by the system is directly increased. Exclusive equipment-a total of nine sets!

Bard was almost stupid just to see the conditions proposed by the system. Each item represents too many things, which is almost completely impossible to refuse.

But in the end, he denied the strong desire from the core of his data, and chose to give up firmly.

Because he understands that behind acceptance means surrender, just like he has made a little achievement, was immediately recruited by the central government, incorporated into his own system, and became a small official.

Regardless of whether there is room for further improvement in the future, it will immortalize itself forever, and it will be difficult to restore the body of freedom again.

And this is absolutely unacceptable to Bud.

He is more willing to rely on his own strength to fight here instead of relying on others. Maybe he has to give in when making a choice between life and death, but it is still far from being exhausted.

Moreover, if he chooses to accept the position, he will inevitably greatly change his state of existence, and he cannot leave the area where the copy is located for a long time. At that time, how to deal with the Dragon of the Sky and how to face his comrades around?

"It's a pity!" The old gravekeeper said the same, but he truly deplored Bud. In his opinion, the full recognition of this key represents extraordinary glory and brilliance, unlike himself, just an old man Only immortal caretaker.

Outstanding and kind young people deserve more!

Bard didn't pay much attention to the old man. He focused all his attention on the middle-aged man and didn't dare to care about it.

"Although you gave up, the key still needs someone to hold it." The other party hesitated to look around, and the old gravekeeper trembled, not knowing if it was his own custody that caused him.

Happy Windmill They did not understand the situation and naturally maintained a cautious and slightly hostile attitude. Bud knew that the thing represented great benefits, but also accompanied by extremely severe burdens and responsibilities. There was no trace of ** in his heart, nor It's a pity that there is nothing.

Looking at its own NPC panel, the changing digital symbols can instantly jump hundreds of times, and it seems to be undergoing some kind of change.

"Not to mention that I haven't gained anything!"

At the same time as Bard's internal trial, the middle-aged man's eyes brightened, and he looked at the distance and suddenly smiled, "then leave it to her!"