The Survival Rules of NPCs

Chapter 90: Granting the Authority of Shadow Power!

Chapter 90: Granting the Authority of Shadow Power!

"Hello...Mr. Bright?"

The incredibly strong man is actually very tall, but when faced with unknown events, his true nature in reality will be revealed.

From childhood to adulthood, he was a thin and short person. Coupled with his poor academic performance, he was bullied in school from a young age. After finally getting through his student years, he failed several attempts to get a regular job because he had no connections.

His parents were disappointed time and time again, and his relatives ridiculed him time and time again. He wanted to go to the big city to make his way in the world, but his family disagreed, saying that with his introverted personality, he could take care of things at home, but how could he survive outside?

But at home, in a small town, his parents didn't have strong connections and could only help him with some basic living expenses. By the time he turned thirty, he was still unmarried.

Many times, he dreamed of being a tall and handsome athlete, just like those strong athletes in his junior and senior high school days. He was dashing and handsome when he was in school, surrounded by countless female admirers. He even changed girlfriends every week in junior high. By graduation, his family had enough influence to arrange a good future for him.

If I were a domineering and tough guy, even if my family was poor, I probably wouldn't be living like this now.

After transmigrating, the man's dream came true. He is a two-meter-tall muscular giant, and his profession is a shield warrior who can stand in front of his teammates. Every time there is a team mission, his teammates feel extremely safe because of his protection, and they all affectionately call him Brother Man.

Seven or eight years of experience have changed him a lot, but when faced with the fear of the unknown, the insecure soul from his previous life is exposed once again, and he feels very uncertain.

But having boasted in front of his teammates, he naturally had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

The mysterious corpse collectors might know some information. They spent a day gathering intelligence and learned a small piece of information. If you encounter any strange things about your body in Holy Stone City, you can go to the corpse collectors in the north of the city. They might have a solution.

"Please come in..."

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Bright looked outside; this was the first player he had guided here by the people he had arranged.

Not all players can receive their own missions; they have to choose which ones to take. They need to be clever and able to find clues on their own.

Instead of aimlessly wasting two precious days.

Before sending Eliza to Milandil to file a lawsuit, he had already laid a trap by using bewitching spirits to haunt the city's residents, refugees, and even some middle-class people.

When their health deteriorates and doctors can't solve the problem, Dr. Jack will recommend them to him so he can exorcise the evil spirits.

With a few examples and some deliberate dissemination, the rumor that corpse collectors could remove some of the filth from people's bodies gradually spread.

At this moment, all players can see the shadow descending, and they will inevitably have to look for supernatural clues. Instead of searching aimlessly, it is better to consult the person in the city who knows the most about this. With just a little inquiry, they can be guided to their side. If they can't even find such clues, then there is no point in recruiting such players.

"You... are the clues to Bright?" The muscular man was somewhat surprised. He thought that the corpse collectors who could handle paranormal events, as described in those rumors, would be a strange old man, or even that he himself looked like a vengeful ghost.

I never expected him to be such a young and handsome guy.

"Hmm, a very unfamiliar face." Bright smiled and invited, "You're new here, aren't you?"

"Um...yes..." The muscular man nodded quickly. Talking to such a young man made him feel much more relaxed. He closed the door and carefully walked into the room.

"I heard...you can handle that kind of thing?"

Bright glanced at him and then said, "Which aspect are you referring to? With a body as strong as yours, you shouldn't have any problems in that area, right? If you really do, I can introduce you to a doctor who specializes in this."

"That's not what I meant!" The muscular man blushed. He was joking, of course. He was incredibly strong in this life. Although he hadn't tested it yet, he was absolutely confident that he had an absolute advantage in size.

"I heard...you can solve some...paranormal problems?"

"Something supernatural?" Bright sized him up, then asked, "You're not possessed by a vengeful spirit. What kind of problem do you need to resolve?"

"I..." The muscular man thought for a moment, then decided to take a gamble, gritting his teeth as he said, "Mr. Bright, I can see that everything around me has turned gray. I'm pretty sure it's not a problem with my eyes; there must be something..." "Oh?" Bright immediately adopted a serious expression: "You can see that?"

The tough guy's heart skipped a beat. The other person was asking if he could see it, not questioning his claim of seeing gray. In other words, he would say... the other person could see it too!

You've found the right person!!

"So you really do know something?"

"Shh..." Bright shushed softly, then deliberately checked the doors and windows to make sure no one was outside before walking back and saying, "I never expected to find someone like you in a refugee area."

The tough guy's heart pounded. Here it comes, the player storyline, it's the player storyline!

"You're not mistaken, and there's nothing wrong with your eyes, but this isn't a simple paranormal event."

"Mr. Bright, what is this?" The muscular man quickly chimed in, "You don't know, this grayish-white stuff is really bothering me and scaring me, but it's too cold outside, so I dare not leave the city."

"Your arrival here is the choice of the gods," Bright said in a low voice. "But you must promise me that you will not leak the details of the mission, otherwise, it will have extremely serious consequences!"

"I...I promise you!" the muscular man said without hesitation.

I assured an NPC that I felt no psychological pressure whatsoever!

"I hope you are a man of your word, otherwise the forces I represent will forever be your enemies."

Bright was very serious.

The muscular man swallowed hard. This task was probably no ordinary task. He had been a nobody for seven or eight years since he transmigrated here, and this was the first time he had ever felt like a chosen one.

What you see... is the arrival of shadows.

"A shadow descends? What is that?"

"It is a terrible and evil force that is searching for the elves."

"An elf?"

Bright: "This world is about to be overturned. The ancient darkness is awakening step by step, and the order of the present era will completely collapse. The power of the shadow comes from the terrible ancient gods. Their apostles are looking for someone who can represent them. If you can see the shadow, it means that you can be chosen by them, and you can also avoid them. So now... you must choose your future path."

"Would you rather help the shadow extinguish the seed of the spirit, or help the spirit evade the shadow's pursuit?"

"What?"

The muscular man was stunned and before he could react, he heard the cold system notification.

The voice, which hadn't been heard in a long time and had only appeared a handful of times since his birth into this world, made him forget that he was a man with a system...

[Player Unrivaled Warrior, you stand at a crossroads in your future destiny. Your choice will determine your allegiance to the gods. Once chosen, it cannot be easily changed. Please choose carefully!]

Holy crap, holy crap, this is a huge mission!!

The tough guy was thrilled. This was a player's mission! After so many years of transmigrating, he had herded sheep, washed horses, and cleaned horse manure. He gritted his teeth and became a shield warrior, a low-level meat shield in the Hunting Grounds Guild.

Over the years, he had long lost the sense of superiority he had as a player. Many times he felt that he was not even as good as some of the lower-class natives. At least they lived a relaxed and carefree life, while he gritted his teeth and worked hard, and his life was not as good as that of some farmers and merchants' children. He felt that apart from being a little stronger physically, he was not much different from his previous life.

How many years have passed? The player's identity is more like an outsider in the sewers.

But has today finally arrived?

What only players can see, what only players can receive, and what can they choose to be on the side of a god?

Am I dreaming?

"What's your choice?" Bright asked, frowning as he looked at the other person's excited expression.

"Um... Mr. Bright, which side are you on?" the muscular man couldn't help but ask, because the other party's tone was neither like that of a henchman of some shadow force nor like that of the protector of the elves he had described, but rather like that the choice was being given to him?

What role does he actually play?

"I don't belong to either side," Bright laughed. "I'm merely a guide. The conflicts between the gods are beyond the reach of a mortal like me. You, the chosen ones, are the protagonists of the future!"

These words made Wang Ye, who was secretly protecting Bright, purse his lips.

Even now, he still can't figure out what kind of person Mr. Bright really is.

Just half a day ago, this mortal, who claimed he dared not get involved in the disputes between the gods, forced the divine messenger from the Shadow Kingdom—that terrifying being who could render his entire body incapacitated with a single glance—to compromise his terms.

Yes, Mr. Bright got the other party to compromise.

He does not participate in the conflict between the Shadows and the Elves; he chooses to observe. However, he can help the Shadow Kingdom spread its power. If the Shadow Kingdom needs excellent executors, he will help select them and use his power to provide convenience, but he will not participate directly. Moreover... the other party must also grant him authority.

Grant authority to the power of shadows!!

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