Doomsday: This NPC is too fierce

Chapter 3 Player?

"Hu, let's see how you come in this time!"

After learning a lesson, Tang Xiaodong locked the door and lay back on the bed with peace of mind.

Along with the low roars of zombies outside, Tang Xiaodong fell into a deep sleep.

And had a nightmare all night long.

……

The next day.

A rapid knock on the door woke Tang Xiaodong from his nightmare.

"call……"

He wiped the cold sweat from his head and said impatiently toward the door, "It's not over yet. The gas tanks have been taken away. What else are you doing here?"

"Emma, ​​there is really someone in the house. Brother, please open the door!"

A loud male voice came from outside the door, making Tang Xiaodong stunned.

male?

In the month since the apocalypse broke out, this was the first time he had seen a man who was not infected by the virus!
What a rarity!
"I'm coming!"

Tang Xiaodong hurriedly put on his pants and coat, and hurried to the door, ready to open it.

But at this moment, his hand froze.

"who are you?"

Through the crack in the door, Tang Xiaodong saw a thin young man wearing white cloth with an unfamiliar face.

"Brother, I'm a player. Let's see if there are any missions I can take on."

What the hell!

This reason is somewhat refreshing and refined!

Tang Xiaodong never dreamed that the man outside would be so shameless, even using the title "Player"!

Do you really think that my brother has never played games?

Believe me, that’s called illness!

"Player? How do you prove you are a player?"

"I'm wearing a novice cloth, a level 1 wooden sword, and my attack is 0-1. If you don't believe me, look at the attributes!"

Oops, it’s a complete show, even the attributes are revealed!
"What's your name?"

Tang Xiaodong stared at this player, wanting to see how long he could perform.

"My name is Yi Dao, a little zombie. You can just call me Xiao Dao."

Xiaodao didn't notice anything unusual about Tang Xiaodong, and grinned, "Well, my name is unique, right?"

I don’t know whether it’s personality or not, but the number of words is quite suspicious.

"Since you are a player, bring me ten zombie heads, and I will tell you a secret."

Tang Xiaodong was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. He didn't even open the door and just threw out an unfounded mission.

As for this secret, he hasn't thought about it yet. Let's wait until this kid completes his mission.

He wanted to see if this guy was a real player or a fake player. He would find out through this zombie-killing mission!
"Haha, I'm really lucky. I got a mission as soon as I entered the game!"

There was a hint of surprise in Xiao Dao's voice, and he hurriedly said, "Brother NPC, I have accepted this mission. Just wait for my good news!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guy hurriedly left here, climbed out of the wall in twos and twos, and went to kill zombies to complete the task.

"Holy shit, did you really go?"

At this moment, Tang Xiaodong was convinced that this kid was indeed mentally abnormal. He could take whatever he said casually seriously, and he dared to fight the zombies outside with only a wooden sword. He was simply risking his life!
Since this kid is only looking for death, there is nothing he can do about it. In this age of zombies, human life is the least valuable, and he has long looked down on life and death.

Whoever asked him to break into a private house deserves to be deceived!

Thinking of this, the guilt in Tang Xiaodong's heart faded a lot.He didn't have time to watch the excitement here and walked towards the toilet in the backyard.

The first thing he does when he wakes up is squat in the pit. He has been adhering to this good habit for 26 years. Even in the apocalypse, nothing has changed.

"Comfortable..."

It didn't even take 1 minute, and it was solved in a hurry.

Tang Xiaodong lifted his pants contentedly, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

In my brother's dictionary, there is no word constipation!
at this time.

There was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the yard, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost dropped his pants.

"Damn, is it over yet?"

Tang Xiaodong complained irritably, tightened his belt and walked quickly towards the yard.

"Brother NPC, it's me, it's me."

Xiaodao went up to him and explained to him, "This zombie is too difficult to deal with. My level is too low and I can't kill it at all. Do you have any attack skills that can help me improve my strength?"

"Huh!"

Tang Xiaodong was almost happy, good guy, you are addicted to pretending to be a kid, right?

Even the skills are out!
Can it be more nonsense?

If my buddy has the skills, I am afraid that what Hu Yue will do, the gas tank will not be forcibly taken away.

Grandma has a leg!
"Xiao Dao, if you can't even bear this little hardship, you'd better leave early. I don't entertain weak people here."

Tang Xiaodong didn't want to be acquainted with such a mentally disturbed person, so he couldn't do it.

"Brother NPC, don't be angry, I'm going to do the mission right now!"

Seeing that he couldn't take a shortcut, Xiao Dao had no choice but to climb over the wall again, and the sound of fighting sounded again.

"This kid is quite fierce, and he really dares to attack at critical moments!"

Tang Xiaodong went to the crack of the door and found that the knife was wielding a wooden sword, chopping at the zombies non-stop. Let alone the lethality, this courageous drive deserves his special attention.

"Uncle Xiaodong, what happened?"

Tiantian climbed up the wall curiously, looked outside, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this big brother? He is so thin, can he beat a zombie? What if he is bitten by a zombie?"

"He said he is a player, the kind who can be resurrected infinitely and is not afraid of death."

"Player? Is he so powerful?"

There were many stars in Tiantian's eyes, and she looked at the knife outside with admiration, "It would be great if I could be resurrected infinitely, so that my mother wouldn't have to worry about me."

"Don't take it seriously. This is not a game. It's just for fun..."

Tang Xiaodong was about to educate Tiantian about the concept of player, when a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and the knife appeared in front of him intact.

"It's over, it's over, the wooden sword exploded..."

Xiaodao looked at his empty hands with a sad face, "Brother NPC, do you have any weapons you can use, even a wooden stick..."

"You...you can teleport?"

Tang Xiaodong stared at the knife blankly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Brother NPC, are you kidding me? I am a level 1 trumpet. How can I teleport? I have just been resurrected."

Xiaodao explained patiently, "I have set your yard as a resurrection point. I will appear here after my resurrection."

Depend on!
Rely on!
It turned out that this kid wasn't lying, he was really a player!
But, if this kid is really a player, then what is he?
NPCs?

He was numb all over.

The world view that has lived for 26 years has all collapsed.

Tang Xiaodong couldn't accept this fact for a while, his eyes widened, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)