Every perfect love story must have an ex-girlfriend who serves as cannon fodder.
The cannon fodder ex-girlfriend is always beautiful, comes from a good background, and loves to act recklessly...
"Mohen, it looks really eerie inside. Let's not go down. The reward might not even be of any use."
Han Lingxi tried to persuade the pen-wielding ink marks to give up the task.
"Since we're already here, we can't just leave without going down and taking a look."
The ink stains on the brush clearly weren't buying it; once the mood struck, no matter how much Han Lingxi pleaded, the ink stains wouldn't budge.
The two argued for more than ten minutes, but in the end Han Lingxi gave up first and decided to switch to an NPC account to go down with him and see if they could survive even if they couldn't win.
"Mohen, I suddenly have something to do, I'm logging off now."
"Okay, listen to your parents and study hard."
Han Lingxi's lame excuse was easily accepted by Mohen. He thought Han Lingxi was a child, and that her parents didn't allow her to play games. Han Lingxi also realized that Bai Yan seemed to have misunderstood something, just like Lan Mochen misunderstood her as a transvestite. Such misunderstandings could be very serious. At this moment, Han Lingxi couldn't care less about that. She would think about it properly when she had time.
"Mohen, you go down first. I'll go down after I see you go in. That way I'll feel more at ease."
Although Zhibi Mohen felt the request was strange, he still agreed. Of course, Han Lingxi did this not because she wanted to see Zhibi Mohen's back, but because it would be awkward if she changed NPCs and jumped in front of Zhibi Mohen like last time. It was safer to throw Zhibi Mohen into the hole first.
Han Lingxi appeared at the cave entrance in her NPC character form. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one had noticed her. She felt quite aggrieved, though. Where was the cool and domineering NPC persona she was supposed to be? She felt like a thief.
Han Lingxi lamented her tragic fate, completely forgetting that there was another guy in the cave who had been tricked into going down there and whose fate was even more tragic.
At this moment, Bai Yan was also in tears. He had only accepted a small task to help the farmer find a hoe, but how did he end up encountering a max-level giant mole? He was completely crushed, and after dying for a minute, he revived on the spot and was crushed again. Was he going to be toyed with by the giant mole for the rest of his life?
By the time Han Lingxi remembered to go to the cave to see him, Zhibi Mohen was already lying dead for what felt like the umpteenth time.
Han Lingxi quickly cast a resurrection skill and added a defense buff to Zhibi Mohen, preventing him from being killed again by the giant mole's attack.
"Escape this way."
Han Lingxi loudly reminded Zhibi Mohen, who reacted quickly and ran over without saying a word. He didn't want to spend his whole life playing with that ugly thing here.
"Ding! Affection +5, Total Affection 65."
Han Lingxi was puzzled for a moment when she heard the voice indicating an increase in favorability. Why did her favorability suddenly increase? Could it be because she was too moved by his heroic rescue and ink-stained brush? Hehehe, it would be even better if she could repay him with her body.
Han Lingxi's mind started to wander again, but an attack brought her back to attention. As for the character Weiguang, he was completely a support, only good at healing and blessing, but his attack and defense were pitiful. Fortunately, Han Lingxi activated Absolute Defense at the last moment, otherwise she would have been seriously injured, and she would have been too embarrassed to show her face.
Holding the brush, ink marks stood guard behind Han Lingxi. He was truly powerless to fight at this level. Although he was also curious that the game had set up NPCs fighting monsters, he could accept it. Perhaps it was required for the mission. In any case, it was completely impossible for a level 2 player like him to do such a mission on his own.
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