When Lambert opened the door, the person on the bed was sleeping under the quilt, not revealing at all.

The window on the balcony was not closed, and the soft gauze curtain was blown by the wind. The temperature is dropping tonight, and it's not a good thing to blow the wind all night.

Even though he had learned from some newly collected books that normal humans were not as fragile and "fragile" as Yu Yuan had said before, he would still pay attention and deal with every detail.

He walked with a very soft voice, Yu Yuan once said that this kind of light footsteps sounded like a cat.

For this kind of evaluation, he has considered whether to change his inherent habits, so as to avoid the possibility of his sudden appearance and Yu Yuan being frightened at times.

But it takes time to develop and change habits, even for him.

Closing the window, the room fell silent in an instant.

Lambert turned around and was about to leave, but the moment he put his hand on the doorknob, he had another idea.

People who abide by the rules and have excellent self-control sometimes want to violate a little rule and get a little benefit.

In the middle of the carved big bed, the person lying down is still very quiet.

Lambert walked up slowly, step by step, stepping on the thick carpet.

He didn't choose to sit beside the bed, for fear that such a movement would disturb anyone, but just stood still and attached himself to the corner of the quilt.

In an instant, his face changed slightly.

I saw that the quilt was wrapped, and only a pile of pillows remained, which were deliberately placed in order and stuffed under the quilt.

Reach out to touch it, it's cold inside.

I don't know how long people have been gone.

Yuyuan.

gone.

At this time, it was as if a dragon guarding the treasure found that a golden mountain had disappeared from its original place when he wanted to count it on a whim.

Lambert stared at the empty space, breathing slowly, telling himself that he should calm down.

He silently released his mana to sense the outside world, and sure enough, a circle of restrictions outside the mansion garden was quietly lifted at some point.

The precise spells belonging to the blood clan are not what Yu Yuan can understand at present, only Smollett.

However, the mana mark he left on Yu Yuan was not triggered, indicating that there were no mana fluctuations from other blood races... There was only one possibility.

Yu Yuan left voluntarily, or, in other words, voluntarily followed Smollett.

Thinking of this, Lambert unconsciously clenched the fabric under his hand.

The mark is not triggered, indicating that Smollett is not using teleportation.

Not far... there is still a chance.

Through the first layer of glass windows, Lambert looked into the distance, as if to see through the misty night scene.

—At the very least, he needs a reason.

Commercial Street.

The streets at night didn't seem to be much different from when he came here during the day. Yu Yuan followed the direction he remembered and looked around the neighborhood, and finally saw the familiar shop sign.

It's not that he didn't meet other players on the way here, but for the sake of insurance, it's better to entrust the current problems to people he knows.

In front of the old shop, Yu Yuan pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as the wind chime at the door rang, the colorful parrot stepping on the small swing shouted in a hoarse voice: "Come out quickly, there is money to be made!"

It's almost exactly the same as when he first came here, and the furnishings in the store haven't changed, so it's very familiar.

The lights in the store were dim, and on the sofa lounger behind the counter, the fair-haired elf priest was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Taking off his hood, Yu Yuan stepped forward, bent his knuckles and tapped on the table, "Yuegu."

Only then did Yuegu wake up slowly, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the person in front of the counter.

"I came to you because I encountered a bug in the game, that is..." Seeing the other party opening his eyes, Yu Yuan hurriedly briefly described his situation. The most important thing is that he is now continuing with the outside world. Disconnection problem.

"...I need you to help me get in touch with the GM."

As long as I can communicate with the A80 again, the situation will be much better.

Yuegu seems to be in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, and his eyes are a little confused. Yu Yuan just thought he was just waking up in the game and couldn't wake up, and patted it again on the table.

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard Yuegu slowly ask, "Who are you?" His tone was full of doubts.

The person who was more puzzled than Yuegu was naturally Yu Yuan, he took off the whole cloak, revealing his entire face, "I, Yu Yuan, Ping Shanhai introduced me to sell you a piece of hidden equipment, and we are still together. I've typed it."

He suspects that Yuegu seems to have some kind of amnesia, and he has a memory with the fish. In this situation, he can actually expand his business.

Seeing that Yuegu was still at a loss, Yu Yuan simply opened the backpack interface and put out one piece of equipment, all of which were the pile of clothes and equipment he had just obtained a few days ago.

Among the rare-quality equipment, the one with the best attributes is the hidden drop. He piled it all up on the table. It was like displaying the rarest existence as cabbage.

"Do you remember me?"

With sharp eyes like the merchant Yuegu, of course he knows the goods. Seeing this piece of equipment is like seeing gold coins stacked into mountains, and the corresponding price range can automatically jump out of his mind.

When he raised his eyes again, he looked at the NPC in front of him whose modeling face seemed to be better than others, and his eyes became different.

Just as Yu Yuan was about to continue speaking, almost at the same time as he spoke, Yue Gu also said:

"Friend, do you have to have a limit for fishing law enforcement? It's too exaggerated to bring so many hidden equipment. It's salty to hook straight bait."

In the game, there is a special type of NPC responsible for regulating the market. Their identity is similar to that of a GM. They sometimes deliberately use some hidden equipment to fish for law enforcement, and induce equipment merchants to let illegal equipment flow into the market without inspection.

But he Yuegu, of course, is a qualified equipment merchant.

The words that were originally on his lips were swallowed by Yu Yuan.

He looked at the pastor in disbelief and said word by word, "Do you say it again?"

"Don't come here again. I'm a serious equipment dealer. I don't engage in hackers tampering with data. The equipment in question will never be resold." I said you NPCs are too idle, you must catch me..."

Yu Yuan was sure that he heard correctly.

NPCs.

This joke is no fun at all.

He stretched out his arm and was about to step over the counter and grab Moon Valley's clothes, so that the other party could take a good look at who he was.

But Moon Valley took a step back, "What are you doing? Don't think I can't fight back because I'm a priest."

Yu Yuan was about to laugh angrily, and he emphasized again, "My name is Yu Yuan, and I am a friend of the mage you met a few days ago. Together, we broke the speedrun record of the three-headed wolf copy in the cave."

But these words fell in Yuegu's ears, and there was no substantive content at all.

"If you don't leave, I'll ask the GM to respond." Yuegu rubbed his temples that jumped. He resisted the temptation to refuse these equipment. I don't know what the NPC was talking about.

Of course Yu Yuan wouldn't leave like this.

From an angle that other people can't see, Yuegu submitted a bug report to the in-game GM, indicating that he encountered a strange NPC. You must know that once the bug is verified, the players who give feedback will get quite generous rewards.

Then, he sent a friend call to his friend.

A tall human swordsman player appeared out of thin air in the house.

Yuegu pointed at Yuyuan, "That's it, a very strange NPC."

"Ping Shanhai!" Yu Yuan couldn't help shouting when he saw the person coming. Since Yuegu was not right, he could ask someone else to tell him, "I'm here tonight..."

—

After a minute.

There was a loud "bang", the store door was tightly closed, and even the lights went out, and the inside of the store was pitch black.

Yu Yuan, who was thrown to the door of the store, sat on the steps and wanted to light a cigarette to calm down his vicissitudes of life.

If he can go to the community to post now, he has even thought about the title, and it will be called "What should my friend think I am an NPC and think that I am fishing and law enforcement and kick me out of the house".

There was no cigarette, so he had to find a twig prop from his backpack and put it in his mouth, thinking about the current situation.

In the eyes of Moon Valley and Heping Shanhai...he is an NPC.

He really couldn't imagine what happened to cause such a big error in his game data. Is it because of what A80 did to make his stats fluctuate like the previous health bar problem, or...the current situation has something to do with him being stuck in the game.

NPCs are not just beings who can't leave the game.

Suddenly, he remembered a small detail, like catching a drop in the ocean, but this detail is inextricably linked with everything else.

The Prince, Lambert, and even Winnie... Every NPC who had contact with him, whether intentionally or not, said similar things.

- stay here.

Yu Yuan let out a sigh of relief, tried to calm down as much as possible, and told himself to think slowly down the line.

Little by little, think back to the events of the past few days.

NPC means a character that is not controlled by the player.

But A80 mentioned that in this holographic game, in order to ensure the maximum degree of freedom, every NPC is not stingy with the existence of real people. They are capable of learning and have self-awareness.

NPCs.

I want to keep myself here.

Yu Yuan shook the branches in his hand slightly, for a while, he couldn't tell how complicated his mood was.

Thoughts came flooding in.

On the day I went to play with Ping Shanhai, the other party accidentally said a joke: You are so lucky, did the NPC take the initiative to drop the equipment for you.

He didn't take it to heart at the time, but now before contacting A80, this joke is a bit like an unintentional prophecy.

So... what exactly is his physique that attracts NPCs? Is there really such a thing in this world?

In reality, some people like cats and dogs, and some people say that they attract mosquitoes - so is it difficult for him to recruit NPCs?

This is really impossible to evaluate, unheard of.

At this time, a few players happened to pass by on the street.

Yu Yuan threw the branch aside and walked up in two steps.

"Hello."

Several players stopped and looked at each other. Yu Yuan heard one of the magic knights say, "This is a quest NPC? Who triggered the quest?"

Normal NPCs will automatically filter the content of the game when they hear about the game, so that they will not be aware of the problem of this "world", which is why he can't make Lambert understand that he vomited blood because of fluctuations in game data, not other problems .

But now, he can distinguish the player himself, and the content of the dialogue is no problem.

Several people shook their heads, and the summoner in the team said: "It's not like the NPC in the jungle city, could it be a hidden quest?"

The NPC was dressed like a mysterious mage, which might have led them to a completely random hidden quest.

Several people were still discussing, but Yu Yuan had other thoughts in his heart.

He couldn't communicate with Yuegu, because what he said was judged as "problematic" by the system, so Yuegu couldn't understand what he was blocked.

Then if he speaks like an NPC within the allowed range, will it be okay?

Yu Yuan thought and did so.

But unfortunately, these people were also at a loss. The magic knight at the beginning also said: "What language does this NPC speak? The game is not a language mode automatic translation, or is it going to open a new map or race?"

"The modeling is pretty good." The female swordsman looked at it by the street lamp and came up again, "Look, he has pointed ears, doesn't he look a bit like a blood race?"

"I can definitely understand the words of the blood race... I think he should be a new branch of the elf clan or something. Didn't he say that the elven language is their internal encrypted communication?"

......

Several players discussed the race of this NPC.

Hearing them talk more and more, Yu Yuan, who had nothing to say, turned his head and wanted to leave.

Before leaving, he had an idea that he wanted to learn from other vampires. He wanted to scare people with his teeth and claws. It is best to let these people frighten and give the GM feedback directly. This NPC has a bug to attract attention.

Just do it.

The spell cast creates a gloomy shadow behind it, the wind howls like a ghost howl, matched with a hideous expression, and comes with background music. For a time, it really felt like a blood race BOSS appeared.

The fake kind.

But unfortunately, with little success.

The trick only resulted in a burst of laughter and an attempt by the tall female swordsman to rub him on the head.

I was insulted.

Feeling ashamed, Yu Yuan put on his hood and quietly left the stage.

The brisk laughter of several players seems to be echoing in the night wind.

What Yu Yuan didn't know was that the swordsman took a picture of his very sluggish back, which seemed to be a little short, and posted it on the forum. The title of the post is "Meet a blood NPC in the jungle city, a bit stupid".

But for Yu Yuan, if he can't get off the line, he has to find a place to go.

He wanted to count the things in his backpack, but at this moment, he slipped his hand and opened the task interface.

[Final Mission · Choice]

The familiar mission description appeared before his eyes again.

The bright interface seems to be showing off its power, and it seems to be the key of Bluebeard, exuding a faint attraction.

He glanced at it and turned it off again.

The bell rang at one o'clock in the morning, only once, but it was so clear and powerful.

The prince stood on the steps under the statue, looked at the clock tower, and pretended to be distressed and said to himself, "My dear, you missed your appointment."

He took out a pocket watch-like thing from his arms, opened the metal case, but inside was a mechanically precise astrolabe, like it was used for astrology or divination.

After Yu Yuan suddenly disappeared from Full Moon City last time, he spent a lot of effort to get this thing. The consumption of one use is not small, but it is very simple for him. The only drawback is that he has to wait for a long time after using it once, and the directions given are also time-limited.

The delicate dial emits a faint light, and the prince closes his eyes and recites the name in his heart, and the direction is slowly taking effect.

- But at this moment, a gust of wind hit us!

The prince avoided subconsciously, and the corner of his clothes was cut with a knife. Just thinking that it was Yu Yuan who just came back, when he saw that he was trying to track him down, he slapped his hands in anger, and thought of comforting words instantly. After opening his eyes, his expression was as complicated as eating the wrong thing.

He gritted his teeth and called, "Lambert."

Standing more than ten meters away, it was Lambert who was looking for Yu Yuan.

"Where is he?" Lambert thought Smollett was taking Yu Yuan with him, but the current scene was a bit unexpected.

The prince ignored it at all, glanced at the direction of the pointer on the astrolabe that gradually stabilized, and turned his head to teleport away.

Lambert: "Smollett, didn't you lose the man again?"

"Twice, you can keep working hard."

I lost it last time, but this time I managed to persuade myself to give people more opportunities to choose, but I lost it. The prince who was said to be at the center was very angry, but he stabilized and decided to find someone first.

"He hasn't left the jungle city, and you can't take him out of here." Lambert chased after a few steps, adjusted his glasses, and said simply: "It's better than this - anyway, finding someone is the most important thing, he picked it up. Come down and be willing to stay there, listen to him, and don't interfere."

It's not a good idea for the two to keep arguing.

The prince almost threw out the words "he promised me back to the castle an hour ago" and opened his mouth to refuse, but then he heard Lambert say again: "You should think about his feelings - or you will lose it. The third and fourth time."

Said to be the central thing again.

The prince left an exasperated sentence, "Find it first, then talk about it", and walked quickly in the direction of the astrolabe.

Lambert followed.

The dense forest city is quite large, and it also distinguishes between the inner and outer cities. There are sometimes errors in the pointer's pointing, and it takes time to correct, not to mention that the target may still be moving.

The two followed the directions and walked a lot, taking advantage of the dark night to shuttle through the streets and alleys of the city.

Slowly, the pointer finally stabilized in its final direction.

The road becomes more and more familiar.

At last......

They returned to the lord's mansion.

On the stone steps at the door, sat a certain black-haired mage who could not be found everywhere.

The mage is holding a sandwich in his hand, and when he chews, he puffs out half of his cheeks, like a hamster eating. Then, he picked up the cup again, bit the straw and took a few sips.

He tilted his head inadvertently, noticing that the two appeared from behind the far corner, walking slowly towards them, and waving at them slightly.

"good evening?"