The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh34 - Dong Xing City (4)
It was unknown whether it would be considered fortunate or unfortunate that Ren Yifei was selected the first time he participated in the selection for a welfare instance.
The system sent a notice to all the selected people three days in advance: one Ghost Card, two props other than the Ghost Card and two active skills are permitted FHq1V9
Since this kind of hint was given, it probably means that the official assessment of this instance was in the 'mid-end' category.
"There will be risks in a mid-end hundred-player instance, but the profit will also be huge," there were already players analysing this instance on the internet.
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For ordinary players, the difficulty of a mid-end hundred-player game is close to or exceeds that of an easy high-end instance. This was still a welfare instance so it's difficult to say, but the actual difficulty is high-end and not mid-end.
It's not like there hasn't been a case where a mid-end game evolves into a high-end game and all the players got wiped out. hMGpeg
However, the profits from the hundred-players welfare instances were also the highest.
Whether it's the final reward or the props that could be obtained in the game, the drop probability is three times higher than that of normal instances. There may even be the possibility of powerful and rare skills showing up.
Many people have obtained the best items from the hundred-player instances that are not available in the system's shop, and have sold them for a high price.
That is why there will be many people signing up whenever there is a hundred-player instance.
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"Do you remember that person who became famous after one game? The only survivor of a high-end hundred-player instance?" A certain player slightly went off-topic.
"Saman? Hasn't he been a bit miserable lately? Suddenly fell out with Tian Hong before disappearing," a player immediately guessed; Saman was also a well-known figure among the low-end players.
"There are rumours circulating in the underworld. They say that he was hunted down and killed for a reward of ten gold shells and a thousand white shells. I don't know if it was done by someone he has offended before, or... alas, is it because all the birds are shot down and all the rabbits had been hunted, they decided to put away their bow and cook their dog?" A passerby player couldn't help but chime in.
"Who said that it was Tian Hong? Don't talk nonsense if there's no evidence, it was obviously Saman who tried to form his own army but failed and was driven out. I think Hong En would be better off without that sh*t-stirrer Saman," some refuted. hzdas8
The passerby fan of Saman was immediately dissatisfied, "With Saman's ability, was it even possible to force him to flee? Isn't it a set-up to leave Hong En?"
"A set-up? Ha, he would be a drowning dog without that power, a set-up? Don't extol him like some god."
Some people were still conflicted about the reward, "Only ten gold shells? Who are you looking down on? Which player on the Star List doesn't have hundreds of gold shells? Saman is one of the top 100 players. The big man XX even said he would give the other three gold shells per month to work for him."
"It's just a rumour, right? How can gold shells be that easy to earn? Of course, silver shells are even harder." zNo0LK
These people quarrelled, they quarrelled until a hundred-story building was built, completely breaking off from the original topic.
"I heard that he is also a candidate for the hundred-player instance this time," an informant came out and broke the news, trying to bring the topic back to the hundred-player welfare instance.
However, it was no use. oeTUD9
The conversation went completely off the rails and people started talking about the ill-fated guy named Saman.
Ren Yifei frowned and closed the forum completely perplexed. He wanted to find out what happened in the hundred-player instance but it was all crooked.
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"Saman? Why does it sound familiar?" Ren Yifei shook his head and put the matter aside for the time being.
On the other side of Dong Xing City, Saman's matter was just starting to ferment. MJoegK
Because Saman had always shown himself to be competent and has never expressed his dissatisfaction with Tian Hong in the past, even if he has the ambition of a wolf, those who are not in the know would only see his unwavering loyalty.
Therefore, when he suddenly fell out with Tian Hong and resolutely left, the public opinion would not be one-sided.
His former subordinates would start doubting since they won't believe that Saman had left voluntarily. There must be some kind of conspiracy, perhaps he had been forced by Tian Hong.
"The boss was probably threatened, right? Tian Hong, that bastard!" Mu Zhi, who was in charge of logistics, gritted her teeth while commenting accusingly on the internet.
"Boss, where are you now?" Dao Yue gave Saman a call.
Where? Saman looked at the place he had randomly teleported to; it was a vast wilderness.
There were weeds all over the place, as well as some thin trees. Red, brown, yellow, green... although there were clashes of five or six colours, they didn't look messy. On the contrary, they looked rather lush and beautiful.
It's just that he couldn't see any animals, it was unknown if there weren't any or if they were just hiding. XBHOKM
At the furthest distance where his eyes could still see, he spotted a grey object. He doesn't know what it was but it looked like a rock or wild sheep with grey fur hiding in the grass.
Saman raised his binoculars and discovered that it was a secluded concrete house. It was obviously a man-made object but its rough style blended perfectly into the wilderness. Its owner should also be an easy-going person, right?
Saman couldn't be that easy-going, he couldn't live alone in the wilderness without seeming lonely or pitiful. He habitually hid and uses various obstacles to protect himself.
A more suitable place for him to live in should be a dense forest far away, with overlapping and intertwined trees. 3FzGE6
He could build a treehouse there. He would pick the thickest tree, one that is not too tall as it would be too conspicuous.
He will stay here for the next few months.
"Boss?" Dao Yue noticed that the other side was not speaking and thought that something had happened, causing him to raise his voice an octave higher.
"En, I heard you," Saman said as he walked, his feet were stepping on the uneven ground while half of his body was in the grass, "I can't tell you where I am yet, I'll tell you when everything is more stable." 4EVdGQ
Dao Yue knew that he must have his own plans, so he no longer asked, "Boss, be careful in the hundred-player instance."
"I know."
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Dao Yue glanced left and right despite being in his own house. He lowered his voice as he covered his mouth and said, "It's not just because of Tian Hong. I heard that this hundred-player instance is a bit special."
"How?" Saman stopped and raised his hand to wipe off the sweat. VHNpu3
"The top ten in the Star List will have some special sources and seven of them have asked their juniors to sign up for this hundred-player instance. However, I don't know how many of them got selected. I could only guess that there might be some top-quality props or skill this time."
Hearing this news, Saman frowned.
Those ten people are not simple, they must've sent their most capable and favoured subordinates.
This problem was not very big. It was only something unexpected, but he didn't feel pressured by it either. Dy14sQ
Except for him, they were all opponents. Some could be allied, some could be used, while others needed to be eliminated, that was all there was to it.
"What's there to be afraid of?" Ren Yifei sat in his room playing sudoku. The weather outside was just right, his mood was improved as the sun shone onto him and the table through the window.
The guide eld looked at the '0.06 mood fluctuation', and it appeared that the host was in a really good mood.
"What do the other players have to do with me? I'm only responsible for acting, everything else has nothing to do with me," he rested his chin on his hand and said in a lazy tone while sitting in the afternoon sun. WB6wCi
"But the previous perfect clearances..." the guide elf had just opened its mouth when Ren Yifei's nerves tensed.
Don't expose my scars and we can still be friends.
"It was all an accident before," he emphasised, "I just happened to get a character that was directly connected to the 'ghost' and was forced to do the mission. You think I'd run into that kind of character again?"
"It's impossible...right?" The guide elf hesitated. kHq7yt
"Why add the 'right' at the end?" Ren Yifei's mood index dropped by 1 per cent.
"It's impossible!" The guide elf replied seriously.
"En, I think so too. It's already unlikely to encounter a character that is directly related to the 'ghost', what are the chances of encountering another? How could there be such coincidences?"
He said the last sentence with some guilty conscience but quickly justified, "If I don't do the main task, would someone force me to do it? It's impossible. In short, I won't do anything extra except acting." 3ibs6S
For the next two days, Ren Yifei did nothing except for staying at home quietly, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
On the last day, he was laying in bed when he entered the game.
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Before he became fully awake, faintly discernible ethereal singing came flying over like little feathers tickling his eardrums. He does not know what he was sitting on but the slight swaying made him feel limp and relaxed.
He liked how this was starting. 3odjKa
Come one, let's try his newest skill: Resume.
He pulled out a piece of paper:
He Jun, a red-crowned crane formed from the essence of the moonlight, a thousand years old, male.
Prefers fish, shrimp, shellfish, fruits and vegetables. Dislikes red meat. Seems cold and loves cleanliness but is actually a willful person. GEaPtR
Hiss.
Red, crowned, crane, the 'most intelligent' among cranes.
Ren Yifei immediately raised his hand to rub his hair.
Fortunately, his hair was thick and soft. The human form of the red-crowned crane does not have the inconvenience of being bald. Oi3sA6
It was only later that he noticed the 'little problem' of 'animals becoming spiritual' was actually a fantasy setting.
This was a problem, many things can not simply be 'reasoned by common sense' in a fantasy setting. Thus, his proud observation and analytical skills were reduced by half.
"Master, we've reached Ting Yun Pavilion," a delicate voice reminded him from outside of the sedan chair.
On the platform of Ting Yun Pavilion, the demons who were enjoying the singing and dancing while drinking wine suddenly heard faint ethereal singing. 9gZOe2
"Where is the singing coming from?" A big demon raised his head.
Another big demon put down his wine glass he looked at the sky and smiled unconsciously, "Here comes an old friend, I haven't seen him in a hundred years."
"Who?"
"It's probably He Jun. He's very particular about things and is always accompanied by singing and dancing whenever he travels." 72IPMa
"It's really him? Did he finish his closed-door cultivation?" The big demon also remembered, his mouth twitched in disdain, "He Jun is so troublesome. He likes wearing white clothes, doesn't eat meat and bathes several times a day."
"You can't say that, He Jun just like cleanliness and doesn't eat meat. Can that still be counted as a repulsive flaw?"
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The demons had a heated discussion surrounding the question of 'whether or not He Jun is troublesome'.
He Jun was an outlier among the demons; there were many who love him and there were many people who hate him. The former looks at his face while the latter looks at... something other than the face. k7TOnx
Eventually, they came to the conclusion that: He Jun is very meticulous but is also very good-looking.
"He Jun is very beautiful, shouldn't he love cleanliness?" As long as he looks good, anything was fine.
Soon, a group of people appeared from the clouds in the distance.
The first few maids cleared the way while singing accompanied them in the background. Petals would fall like snow wherever they went, emitting a more fragrant smell with every step they took. X0Met7
Eight beautiful servant boys carried the sedan chair as they travelled through the clouds. Round pink cheeks, happy brows and smiling eyes— they gently lifted their feet and unhurriedly jumped over the layers of cloud with the sedan chair.
The sun was half exposed in the clouds, giving this exquisite sedan chair a golden halo.
It was a very beautiful sedan chair. The top has a three-dimensional sculpture with each side depicting one of the four seasons along with hundreds of insects, fish, birds and beasts; each of which was extremely vivid.
Both sides underneath the sedan chair were also made of high-quality wood. The walls were pasted with silk embroidered tapestry that would've taken four or five years for a first-class craftsman to complete. xPfUHw
From a distance, one would only think that this tapestry was bright and colourful. But upon closer inspection, they would find out that it depicted a handsome red-crowned crane spreading its wings over the red sun with blue and silver auspicious clouds.
"Tsk," a gorgeous-looking big demon couldn't help but snort and reached out to slap his companion, whose eyes were dewy with fascination, "Pretentious."
The companion was helpless, "Kong Que, didn't you admire He Jun before? Why do you hate him all of a sudden?"
"Who admired him?" V8FoeO
There were few demons who didn't like He Jun, but no matter how reluctant they were, he was still an important demon and they always have to greet him whenever they saw him.
Therefore, as soon as He Jun's sedan chair landed on the platform, the demons who were not strong enough stood up on their own and greeted him with respect, "Greetings, He Jun."
The maids on both sides retreated as fair and slender fingers lifted the curtains and a man stepped out.
This man was over 2.6 metres tall and has a handsome face. Although he looked around at the brilliant surrounding, there were no traces in his eyes; everything was like clouds and smoke to him. He appeared to be very confident and unrestrained. fwKRex
His black hair was tied up using a jade crown, and a large cloak that almost reached the ground was drooped over his shoulder while he held a small ink bone fan. He gave off a faint chilly aura when he stood alone on the platform, causing anyone who spoke to be shaken.
The musicians stopped playing, and the performers stopped singing and dancing. The crowd looked at him and the banquet was silent for a while.
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After a hundred years of absence, He Jun was even more elegant than before.
Ren Yifei nodded towards the crowd as his eyes slowly swept across the big demons present. He glanced at the gorgeous big demon who couldn't stand his attitude. The other party shrank his neck and blushed, "What are you looking at?" Pz0NOq
Ren Yifei had just arrived and hadn't figured out his current situation. If he didn't want to be looked at then he won't look, no need to be difficult.
He really stopped looking at him and the big demon was unhappy, "Why is he looking at everyone else but not at me?"
Ren Yifei:...
You– are you sick? E5f0Ay
T/N: Yay! Time for another game, what script will A Fei pick up next? ^^