Another Life: Elf Archer

Nian Nian suddenly found an excellent bargaining chip to threaten him, and also found what he was truly afraid of.Flashdance..

She sat up straight and said to Simil seriously and clearly:

"Next time I see the Imperial Master, I will definitely complete this task. However, I hope you can promise me one thing."

Simil looked at her in surprise, neither rejecting nor responding.

"I hope you can come here quietly like you did today, complete the tasks and then leave quietly. I don't want any rewards or ask for anything. I just hope you don't let others know. "

Simir subconsciously wanted to ask.

But the next second he looked away, and found a reason for his soft-heartedness at that moment.

Is this a self-protective behavior of this data personality? In order not to expose her secret of being a heterogeneous person, she chose this handling method that is more in line with people's hearts.

After all, when begged by those eyes that look like morning dew on the tips of leaves, the viewer can easily feel pity even if they know she is not a living person.

"You do your thing, I'm not that boring." Simil turned his gaze back, and although his tone was still calm, it was slightly warmer.

"I will do what I should do." After receiving Simil's response, Nian Nian smiled happily.

"Thank you." Nian Nian lowered his head and expressed his sincere thanks.

"You're welcome." After dryly going through the process of thanking him, Simil suddenly had a question. ..

"What were you looking for when you were looking for the altar?"

"I want to know," Niannian thought for a while and confessed, "I just want to know who I am. No, actually I just want to know how I exist and why I am different from those players and other NPCs." Too much the same.”

Compared to the player, she is more like a person living here; but compared to the NC, she is like a stranger passing through.

"Actually, you are no different from NC. You should have lost some data." When Simil said this, he couldn't help but pause, and the rest of his words were swallowed up by a strange sense of dissonance.

He felt that he still needed to do some more experiments.

"Don't waste time on things that don't mean anything to you. You also need to make your behavior more in line with the players' logic. The loophole of not being able to go offline is too big. You'd better not stay too much with the players. For a long time, when you can be alone, try to be alone.”

Simil changed his mind. Although he felt that this data personality should also understand these simple things, it seemed that this person had a serious judgment error on the issue of belonging, so that she always liked to get together with the players.

Nod every year.

Simil is right, she is not suitable to stay with the players for too long, so after being in this game world for so long, she has no other friends except the Christmas clowns.

Fortunately, the members of the Christmas Clown, including Nick, also have their own special features, either in their weird personalities or in their appearance. Anyway, they are all very eye-catching weirdos. ..If any one of them were placed in a crowd, they would look out of place. Such a group would make the inconspicuous little specialness of Nian Nian become ordinary.

It is also due to the closed and weird collective characteristics of the Christmas Clown Group. Although the entire mercenary group does not get together very often, the world has been accustomed to "we mercenaries" for a long time. The simple distinction between "the group" and "all of them" made her gradually forget that she did not actually belong to "us".

There is no "we", only "I".

This serious misunderstanding of the sense of belonging made her unexpectedly have many friends after coming to the Huaxia District, and then she went further and further down the wrong path. Until now, she actually thinks that she is also an ordinary player. .

Nod again every year.

Yes, this is wrong, the perception is wrong, the attribution is wrong, and everything that comes from it is wrong.

But she didn't want to correct it.

Looking at Simil every year, or maybe looking at the blank space behind him, he nodded firmly again:

"I'll be more careful."

Sure enough, Simil left quietly after explaining the matter.

Nian Nian stayed in the room for a while. Even though he was just staring blankly at the table, the four walls he saw out of the corner of his eye always seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the ceiling above his head kept falling, although the ground under his feet seemed to be infinite. She sank, avoiding the fate of being crushed, but the fresh air she could breathe seemed to be getting less and less.

Sighing softly, Nian Nian felt that he should go out and see a more spacious world.

It's a pity that I regretted it every year after I left home.

Although it looks more spacious, it is also more crowded.

Mixing in the crowd, Nian Nian began to walk aimlessly. One moment, she felt that the players and passers-by were more friendly, and the next moment, she felt that the city gate guards were more friendly. However, it didn't take long for her to realize that all the faces were actually unfamiliar.

A dozen hours ago, she felt that she was free, could make choices freely, speak and act freely, but now that she thought about it, she just felt ridiculous.

In fact, the freedom she has is only this small area.

Nian Nian stopped, regardless of the impatience of the pedestrian who bumped into her shoulder, and quietly looked at the land under her feet, trying to calculate how much it would cost to build the land occupied by her feet, and if these numbers were It has a solid body and can fit into a large space.

In the end, she continued walking along with the flow of people.

His eyes lost focus, everything around him was blurred into a strange ocean, and the noisy sound of waves was coming from far away from the horizon.

Every year, I don’t feel like I’m a lone boat drifting with the current, or a sudden and lonely desert island.

A lonely boat or a desert island still has some actual contact and relationship with the boundless ocean, but she herself may be more like a bird that can't find a place to stay.

The turbulent and boiling ocean gradually calmed down, and the gate of Chang'an City appeared in Nian Nian's eyes.

Unknowingly, she seemed to have reached the south gate that connected to the Qinling Mountains. She originally wanted to find a quieter and more spacious corner, but unexpectedly she ended up in a place where the crowds were the noisiest and most hurried.

Nian Nian walked out of the city gate and thought about the possibility of walking all the way to the Qinling Mountains.

Anyway, I am not suitable to live among the crowd. How about just going into the mountains and becoming a savage? I think about myself every year.

It seems that living with those flower demons and tree demons is not bad. After all, these "companions" don't care about whether they are offline or whether they are human.

She stopped on the side of the road every year, hesitating whether to hide alone, so that even if her identity was exposed, she would not be affected. She also thought that Nick and the others were coming soon, and she would be able to retreat to that safer little world. She was here, but she was also thinking about the mission to assassinate the national preceptor, Song Qing's treacherous plan, and the safety of Shi Sui's people during the world mission.

She was thinking about what she would do if she were a player.

She was also thinking about what she would do if she were an NC.

When I think about it, in the end, I have no idea what I should do in Nian Nian. On the contrary, I am even more confused about who I am.

For a moment, it seemed that even the name Nian Nian had become unfamiliar.

"every year"