Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 2034 Come on
Is it true? It really happened.

Ice233's expression remained unchanged. She had heard that this was a world with a high degree of realism, where those in power truly were those in power, scheming, arrogant, and indifferent. All interpersonal relationships and changes in people's personalities were brought closer to reality through highly free data collisions.

So after getting a general understanding of Blaze's background and related settings, she made a basic judgment.

People of this age, once they reach a high position, are quickly lost in the allure of power, the praise of others, unparalleled achievements, and supreme strength, and then mature rapidly.

As for how it will mature... it will most likely not be a good thing, a classic tale of the dragon slayer becoming the dragon himself.

"I feel like we've already developed a very stereotypical barrier since this was our first formal meeting. If you have any opinions, feel free to share them."

Blazer stopped at a polite distance. He felt he should come over in person to express his gratitude, but he didn't expect that Ice233 didn't seem to welcome him very much.

"No objection."

Ice233 shook her head, but that expression only confirmed that she did have some thoughts, but just didn't want to say them.

"..."

Blazer silently looked at Ice233, then suddenly laughed. His tone changed, becoming light and cheerful as if he couldn't read the atmosphere. He took a step and walked up to Ice233, holding a clothes hanger with the [Leaf Green Seed of Nature] in his hand.

"This is a special reward for this event, a set that is highly compatible with the Angel race. The instructions for using it are written on this card."

Ice233 reluctantly accepted the equipment, the extreme exposure causing her eye to twitch involuntarily.

"Isn't this a bit too bad?"

"Haha~ It's alright, it's alright. In your foreigner's terms, it's barely passable. But the important thing is its strength. Wearing this equipment will also help you conquer the barbarian orc strongholds and gain points to achieve your performance goals." Blaze crossed his arms, trying hard to search his memory for the most appropriate explanation for the current situation.

"Ah, that's the one, selling one's body to make a living."

"That's too realistic." Ice233 sighed, pinching the clothes hanger with two fingers with a hint of disdain, but didn't refuse.

She glanced at Blazer and said, "I thought you would say something to cheer me up or make me enjoy myself."

After all, this is more in line with your public image.

"It would be impolite to try to cheer up people who are unhappy because of all sorts of trivial things in life."

"That's true, it sounds a bit like you're talking without understanding the situation." Bingxue233's lips twitched, it wasn't exactly a smile, but more like she heard something that aligned with her own thoughts.

"Then I need to get back to work."

"Good luck, I'm off to work too." Blaze waved to Ice233 and turned to leave briskly.

Basically, no sooner had Blaze left than Guild Master Zero and the Counterfeiter came out.

The forger glanced at the [Seed of Chlorophyll Nature] in Ice233's hand, forcibly controlling his expression. He hadn't expected that even though Blaze had resisted so much, his enthusiasm for the players would eventually prevail.

Smelling the air... Blazer had just left, and they almost ran into each other head-on.

"Did another NPC give you equipment?" Guild Leader Zero frowned, not asking who the NPC was, but instead asking another question. "You didn't say something really tasteless to vent your stress, did you?"

This is a fairly common situation where people under a lot of stress or with extremely malicious interests will deliberately tell a highly intelligent game character the "truth of the world".

Although there are no explicit rules prohibiting this, almost all players accept this unspoken rule, and even some people deliberately violate it and even enjoy it.

Even more likely than unruly children to do these things are actually stressed-out office workers.

When faced with a cheerful and outgoing NPC in the game, overworked and stressed-out employees vent their frustrations on this NPC, enjoying the pleasure of verbally hurting this seemingly real person.

Compared to that, using violence and bloodshed to release stress is a healthier approach.

Do I look like the kind of person who would do that?

"Because you look like you're under a lot of pressure?" Guild Leader Zero shrugged, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. If Ice233 was that kind of person, then he could only apologize to the forger.

Next, he plans to block the spring and kill these people.

"A lot of pressure?" The forger was taken aback. "Aren't you a rich kid? I thought you were sent by your superiors to supervise the progress of orders, or to give you an easy job or something."

"A rich kid?" This time it was Guild Leader Zero's turn to be stunned. He had never seen a rich kid with such a strong corporate slave vibe.

"Hehehe..."

Ice233, who had been expressionless, suddenly burst into laughter, then tilted her head and muttered to herself with an empty gaze, like a delicate doll.

"What rich kid? I ate compressed biscuits for a year, worked part-time at an old university that didn't even have air conditioning, and finally built my own virtual stunt pod just to play Godlock with the best experience and challenge human professions. But before I even used it, I was asked to come here to work. Not only could I not choose the race I wanted to play, but I couldn't even choose a profession. I had no gaming experience at all and was forced to give myself experience points."

"This is simply abuse. What do you mean by 'backdoor'? The first job that old geezer gave me was to wear a mascot costume and get punched and kicked by kids in front of a branch store."

Despite the bright sunshine, a chill permeated the air, as if a female ghost were peeking out. Even the forger resisted the urge to make lewd jokes.

So it's not that he's taciturn, but rather that every time he speaks, it's with a hint of resentment.

"Please accept my condolences. Well, that's all. I have things to attend to." The forger fled hastily under the oppressive atmosphere of Ice and Snow 233, not forgetting to hand over the lottery tickets and points rewards to Ice and Snow 233 before leaving.

"Snap out of it, snap out of it." Guild leader Zero snapped his fingers a few times in front of Ice233. "If you're a man, you should release your stress by working harder or by lying down in protest. What kind of man are you now, a half-baked tough guy?"

"Besides, don't you get paid for this job?"

Ice233 took a deep breath and put on a deadpan expression again.

"I'm working a good job right now, just for the salary. But compared to that, you and your guild have joined the event, are you still going to continue working with my group?"

"Of course I want to, because it's more interesting to follow you guys."

(End of this chapter)