I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 23 Boomerang Hits Dog's Head
Last night, Chris was still seeing patients in the black clinic until late at night before it closed, so he didn't get up until eleven o'clock the next day.

However, when Chris came to the living room with sleepy eyes, he woke up immediately when he saw the scene inside.

"Ah, no, this...what did you do?"

Chris looked at the five players' bodies neatly laid out in the living room and suddenly felt overwhelmed.

I know you players are capable of making trouble. Two of you died on the first day, which gives people a clear idea of ​​your ability to commit suicide.

But, it’s only the third day, how come five of you have already died?

No, something is very wrong!
Chris was looking at the three players sitting around the fireplace in the living room when he suddenly woke up.

It's around 11 o'clock in the morning. Didn't the players go out to play at this time yesterday?
Why would they stay in the apartment so obediently today?

Oh no, they are in trouble!

Chris quickly opened the player log and found their records from last night, and soon discovered that all ten people acted together.

From them going somewhere and fighting with three masters, to Lin Ruoyu taking two people into the noble area and firing at the carriage of Prince Bagnia with captured flintlock rifles.

Then when it came to the escape stage, Chris noticed that except for Lin Ruoyu who escaped successfully, one of the other two players was killed and the other was captured.

From the mini-map, Chris could see that the surviving players were in a very bad place... the Bohemian Palace.

Chris really hopes that the guy who was caught can keep his mouth shut and not say anything he shouldn't.

No, I can't rely on the players' words. I have to fix this loophole as soon as possible.

The question is how to do it?

Chris had a terrible headache.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

First, revive these five players with corpses and the one without a corpse.

Chris went to the basement and spent about ten minutes. After finishing the task, he came up and waved to Lin Ruoyu, indicating that he should follow him to the master bedroom.

From the player's action log, Chris could tell that among the ten people, this veteran player of the police simulator was the leader, and talking to him about some things would be most effective.

The door closed, and Chris looked at Lin Ruoyu, who seemed very well-behaved and standing in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"What happened last night...why?"

"Ah, why?"

Lin Ruoyu was very surprised and asked Chris in return.

"what why?"

"It's to assassinate Prince Bagnia, my elder brother by blood. Why would you do it?"

"No reason, because if you want to restore your country, that prince will be an obstacle. Killing him is a good thing."

Lin Ruoyu spoke cheerfully, completely oblivious to the consequences of his actions last night.

Ah, what consequences could there be? Even if there are any, it has little to do with me. The worst that can happen is death.

Death is a big deal.

Chris was speechless for a moment. Lin Ruoyu's words made him not know what to say.

"I remember that I didn't give you this task?"

"I know." "Then why do you do this? Can't you just do other things?"

"Ah, then what are we going to do, what mission are we going to do."

Lin Ruoyu asked Chris again, and this question really stunned the latter.

At first Chris wanted to say that he could do anything, join a gang, work, or even open a bar!
But the words came to his throat but Chris didn't say them out loud, because at this moment, he suddenly realized that it seemed that he should really be blamed for the player's actions.

Chris must reflect on why he summoned players to this world?

It was because he had an online shopping platform, but Chris's way of making money was very simple and his expression was extremely unstable, so he wanted to start a game and let players come in to play the game and recharge his point cards.

This is Chris's problem, not the players' active rush to enter the game.

Then ten players were summoned. After Chris got 100,000 yuan, did he do anything for the players?

No.

Apart from ten sets of clothes and three free resurrection spots, Chris did not pay more attention to the players, nor did he arrange any main storylines or branch storylines for the players to follow.

Chris was busy with the free clinic in the evening, so he had no energy to pay attention to the players.

His idea at the time was, "My game is very hardcore, so players should find the fun of the game and find the quests themselves."

Chris's idea is very problematic and irresponsible.

Ten players entered the game and had to explore the map on their own. Two of them died on the first day and two were captured. Chris must take responsibility for this.

The players were summoned by Chris. He knew that the Chinese players from the future were not familiar with the environment here, but he did not warn them in advance, nor did he provide any guidance for novices. He just let them go out.

Chris cannot shirk the responsibility for the outcome of such an incident. It is still his problem.

Then, because the players had no supervision and no main quest, they wandered around outside and met unidentified NPCs, were bewitched by the latter, and then ran to the Noble City in the middle of the night to assassinate Prince Bagnia.

Who is responsible for this?

Without a doubt, it's Chris's fault.

He remembered a very unpleasant and offensive sentence... If you take your dog out without a leash and the dog bites a passerby, who is responsible?
Walking a dog without a leash is like walking a dog with a dog.

Damn it!

Chris held his head in his hands, looked at Lin Ruoyu, and let out a dying sigh.

If you think about it carefully, this is all my own fucking problem!
I threw a boomerang called "Player" and hit myself on the head!

Chris could only wave his hand and let Lin Ruoyu leave the master bedroom, then he sat on the bed with his mind in a mess.

What to do next?
Assign players tasks and have them escort you out of Neama, or...

Chris didn't know. He didn't know whether the people who would come to his door would be the Neama police or the Bohemian Guards.

In Chris's opinion, the player's methods and whereabouts were too rough, and being tracked down was almost a certainty.

In addition, he had never concealed the fact that there were ten people living in his house, so it was only a matter of time before the consequences of the players' actions affected him.

How to do?
After thinking for a long time, Chris's eyes gradually became firm.

"I can't just sit there and wait for death..."

(End of this chapter)