Chapter 76: Uncomfortable, weekend... (Erkang hand) * ...
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I have been thinking about letting Sean interact with players for a long time. In fact, there is one thing that is not a secret among high-level intelligent NPCs. That is the so-called [fighting for position].
The two intelligent computers are responsible for the entire process of the game world. They will compile the tasks of each NPC into data and transmit it to the corresponding NPC's program.
For low-level NPCs, this is a destined fate. The knight came to the garden on a whim and met his princess. He wanted to confess his love to the princess, so he needed the player to help him pick a bunch of flowers. This seemingly romantic story was actually destined, and the low-level NPCs living in the game had no idea about it and thought it was true love.
As highly intelligent NPCs, we all understand our position and what we should do. In most cases, the optical computer will only give us the corresponding task outline and the nodes that must be completed, so our actions become relatively free.
Low-level NPCs can be promoted to high-level NPCs by constantly exposing themselves to the players and increasing their importance, just like Samuel did in the past.
He originally did not have the qualifications to become a high-level NPC, but after "killing" the God of Death, he left a strong mark in the game, and thus continued to improve his status, and eventually became the Lord of Light, successfully promoted to a high-level intelligent NPC.
I want the little wolf to follow the path that corresponds to Him, continue to leave an impression on the players, and eventually achieve promotion.
For example, if all players believe that Sean is a follower of the Beast God and is destined to become the Beast God in the future, but the ending of the game is not like this, the players will denounce it, forcing the optical computer to change the plot and follow the players' ideas.
Players want to see an excellent story with a lot of twists and turns, but they don't want the story to end badly. When they need to make their characters more attractive, high-level NPCs will use this method without any prior agreement.
Is Samuel really that holy? Not necessarily. But he needs to make players feel that he is a decent character.
Is Kajol really that bad? Well, although he is indeed bad, his bad reputation is due to his own actions. Rather than being considered evil, the most important thing is to be remembered.
Therefore, if I don't want to repeat the same mistakes in this expansion pack, I must have a certain say, at least not let the plot completely out of my control.
In order to achieve this goal, I must strengthen my memory points. The little wolf cub is a good breakthrough. If the new beast god is willing to stand on the same front with me, I will get a lot of benefits.
Players are always most interested in new characters. Besides the beautiful, strong, miserable, and teasing ones, the most attractive ones are the ones that they have watched and cultivated since childhood.
Don't ask me how I know this. I'm not going to tell you how many fan fictions the first two types of characters have on player forums, and the development type is second only to them.
For Sean, this is also a good thing.
The opportunity to become a high-level NPC is rare. If I hadn't helped him plan, and if he hadn't encountered a turning point in history like Samuel did, and happened to be chosen as the protagonist by the computer, then he would not have discovered that his fate was being controlled until his death.
Just like me at the beginning. Before I became the god of death, I would not know that all the sufferings I had endured were arranged in advance in order to achieve a unique existence.
Yes, glory, fame, and faith, these things are wonderful. The love of others shines like a gem. After experiencing infinite pain, I have been given glory that I never imagined, but no one has ever asked me if I want to experience this.
What about you, Sean? What would you do if you knew your life was all planned out by fate?
I set my sights on Sean. He was surrounded by players, his expression somewhat hesitant and sharp.
The little wolf cub rarely interacted with outsiders, let alone being sought after by others. He had a natural sensitivity and could tell whether others approached him for profit or out of kindness. The latter made him accept the Knight Commander, while the former made him wary of players.
The players, led by Melancholy Big Belly, failed to please him, and probably got a lot of negative favor. He was a little sad for a while. Sean took the opportunity to get rid of them and rushed to my side. He whispered: "Are these guys really okay? Do you need me..."
He made a gesture of wiping his neck. Due to his big belly, they probably didn't know that their flattery actually earned them the desire to kill. I held back my laughter and touched his head. Sean lowered his head on his own initiative.
"They won't do anything. If someone really has bad intentions, you don't have to hold back."
Sean nodded, accepting my explanation. The wolf ears on his head turned, and I don't know what he was thinking.
I thought about it and decided to give him a hint: "You don't have to like them, but you have to get along well with these believers. Do you understand? They will help you a lot."
Sean nodded obediently. The wolf ears on his head twitched suddenly, as if he had detected something. After a few seconds, he spoke, his voice suddenly lowered: "Something is coming."
Despite the prejudice against orcs, no one would doubt their perception. Especially after receiving the blood of the beast god, Sion's perception became stronger.
The scepter in the bishop's hand released a circle of light, and several figures marked in red immediately appeared in the bushes on the left. Seeing that they were discovered, two monsters rushed out of the bushes and roared at the team. The player directly dealt with the two monsters without even needing the knights to take action. The mage cast a detection spell and frowned.
"Be careful, these two are controlled monsters."
I looked at Sean. "You're more popular than I thought."
The latter tilted his head to look at me, perhaps with malicious cuteness: "Have I caused trouble for my brother?"
His face has deep and three-dimensional contours, and his features are handsome and wild. When he looks at me like this, he looks more like a big dog. After a short silence, I shamefully gave in: "Nothing, it's not a big trouble."
Of course, this is really not a big deal.
After just a few words, new noises were heard from the surrounding woods. This time, not only Sean, but others also heard the approaching noises.
Rustle, rustle.
The sound of grass rubbing against each other approached from all directions, followed by heavy footsteps. Dense red lights flashed, indicating the enemy's approach. Sean seemed to sense something, his pupils shrank into a straight line, and a warning growl came from his throat.
The visitor finally showed up amid the alert. Countless monsters hid in the shadows of the trees, staring at us intently. Their scarlet eyes flickered densely, but they suppressed their instinct and did not pounce on us.
Footsteps came from behind. The monsters made way for us, showing a reminder that they were too tall. Several ogre priests appeared in front of us. The leading priest wore a necklace made of skulls, and his eyes never left Sean since he appeared.
"Give us back our Lord..."
"You are an ugly existence. We didn't go looking for you, but you came to us instead."
The bishop's voice was quenched, he waved his scepter, and shouted the name of the Lord of Light. The blinding light enveloped the surroundings, as hot as the rising sun, instantly melting the first monsters that approached.
The terrible howling continued, and the skin and flesh of the monsters were burned to charcoal by the light. This did not discourage the latecomers, and the monsters lurking in the dark bared their claws and rushed forward with roars.
"Seven-star ape and coral snake? You two are sworn enemies, please figure out your own positions!"
"Wow, even the Silver-winged Eagle and the Ice Falcon have come out. The Warcraft researchers in the Capital Library will definitely be shocked when they see this and will have to change their papers overnight."
Melancholy Big Belly hid behind his companions and complained crazily, causing the knight to roll his eyes: "Then why don't you use your hands."
Melancholic Big Belly said righteously: "The best players in the server are all here. If I take action, it would be disrespectful to them! Can I do this?"
knight:"......"
The other party changed the subject: "There are too many monsters, many of which are mortal enemies. How could they appear together? There is indeed something wrong with this place."
Melancholic Big Belly Cooperation Fault: "That makes sense!"
The mage said coldly: "What you said is just nonsense. Can't I read it myself?"
Sean was paying attention to that side, and when he saw this, his mouth twitched slightly, and he hesitated to say: "Do you feel..."
I nodded in agreement: "You are right, these players are indeed not smart."
Sean: "...Brother, I haven't spoken yet."
I smiled: "What did you say, dear?"
"...No, it's nothing, brother is right."
Generally speaking, the great Son of Light would not say the wrong thing.
If there is, it's because the person listening has poor hearing. Obviously, Sean has perfectly learned the essence of it, and I will teach him another important skill next.
I took a small step forward, and everyone's eyes fell on me. The bishop said, "Sir, you don't have to do anything. I can handle this."
"I know, but that's too slow. Since the other party already knows about our arrival, why should we continue to hide it? The most urgent thing is to deal with these troubles as quickly as possible."
The players nodded repeatedly, expressing their approval with practical actions. They were the most anxious group of people, reluctant to spend even one more second on unnecessary things.
I whispered, the light spread like wings, the gods sighed softly. The holy light column landed on the earth like the legendary divine punishment.
It pierces the ground and crushes limbs. The trees are intact, and the active monsters in them have been completely destroyed. It is the most inescapable despair, leaving no bones wherever it goes. It gives the enemy the most ferocious bite, and nourishes the believers' bodies and minds like spring breeze and drizzle. It comes and goes at will, and it is in my hands.
Sean looked at me with his eyes wide open, his pupils like golden crystals flickering in the light. The dazzling light filled his eyes with physiological tears, but he still stared at the devastating light without blinking. The powerful enemy in his eyes was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and the bishop who looked down on him knelt on the ground, praising the power of God.
Desire is the source of progress and is never a shameful thing. I stared into the wolf's eyes and saw surging ambition in them.
Look, Sean.
As long as you have enough power, you can conquer the world.
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