"Let's go." The dean stepped forward, grabbed the princess's hand, and dragged the person away forcefully.

She stood there with her head lowered, never looking back.

Waiting for someone to leave.

She slowly raised her head and murmured.

Ann.

She has a name.

"Stay away from the players."

A warning voice sounded in my ears.

It’s the teacher who hasn’t left yet.

"If the plot deviates, it will bring a catastrophe to our world!" The woman trembled as if thinking of something, "If she comes to you again, don't talk to her."

"As time goes by, players will lose interest in you."

is it?

She thought of those curious eyes.

Why does she feel like it's just the opposite?

But, "I get it."

She said obediently.

The woman was right about one thing.

Once the plot deviates, it may be regarded as a BUG by the programmers. Insignificant NPCs like them may be simply deleted with one click.

One-click deletion is the real death for them living in the game world.

but.

She lowered her head and looked at the wild weeds in the yard.

For her, in this kind of life, what difference does it make between living and dead?
……

……

Not what she expected.

The little girl would sneak over to look for her every day when the dean and teachers were not around.

They shouted "An'an" one after another.

Those who didn’t know thought she was very familiar with her.

"An'an, what are you doing?"

"An An, please pay attention to me."

"An'an, please say something. In exchange, can I give you candy?"

She looked at the candy lying in the white palm, and felt a strange emotion in her heart.The candy is of very good quality and is specially used in the game to increase the NPC's favorability towards the player.

She swallowed and pretended to be nonchalant: "Take it away, I don't like it."

She thought the other party would just give up.

Unexpectedly, after a "rustling" sound, she watched helplessly as the little girl lifted up her skirt and took out various snacks from the pocket of her sweatpants.

"I have something else to look at here. Take a look and see what you like to eat."

She was stunned.

Any of these props that increase favorability are in short supply that other NPCs have been coveting for a long time.

In her hand, she took out a lot.

Ji Yisi swallowed.

Programming makes it difficult for NPCs to develop resistance to these snacks.

After a long silence, she hesitated and took out a piece of exquisitely packaged chocolate: "Is this okay?"

"Yeah!" The little girl smiled, "If An An likes it, I can give you these."

"..."

She silently tore open the candy wrapper, and the rich chocolate sweetness spread on the tip of her tongue, causing the secretion of dopamine.

"It's useless for you to give me these."

"I'm just an unimportant NPC."

The chocolate tastes a bit bitter.

"Even if you give me more snacks, I won't be able to give you useful information."

"It doesn't matter." The little girl held her hand and smiled brightly, "As long as An An is my friend."

"As long as An An can talk to me more and stay with me."

"I'm very satisfied!"

At that moment, Ji Yisi was thinking, how could there be such strange players in the world, who used important props casually, did not pay attention to the main plot, but cared about a passerby NPC, and even gave the NPC a name.

What friend?
Don’t you know that she is just a string of codes and data?

Ji Yisi lowered her head and whispered: "Then...it's a deal."

"Well! It's a deal!"

Formatting, data clearing be damned.

What about NPCs?

She just wanted to be friends with her, and she wanted to hear her call her An'an. (End of chapter)

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