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In the mind of an NPC

After reincarnating into the past as an NPC, Girisia was faced with two options, either fall into despair and continue to barely survive in the lowest drenches of the society or make a stand and find out who played this ugly game with his life. Now, if destiny is to be challenged, there should be nothing wrong in using the immortal resources that come in the form of Players. After all, "A hunter cannot be blamed for hunting a prey that willingly served itself." ***** Read my other work called "Jealous Nerd vs The Immortal Army". The story of an unlikely manipulative hero without shame or care for the world. Born with a vulgar mouth and equally cursed ability, the immortals will regret meeting him. If I have to say, he is polar opposite of the MC in ItmNPC.

GoGo · Fantasy
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360 Chs

2.13.1 WTH DUDE, don't ruin it.

"But please, don't take offense, I don't desire the formulae or other things. I just require knowledge from your front and I will compensate you appropriately." Alfin knew he couldn't go for the treasure since the start of the discussion. He needed to inch his way forward, slowly and calmly, to not scare his prey.

'Slight movement on the right side of the wall. It's low but noticeable as if someone is trying their hardest to not make any sound.'

'Is it him or some curious trespasser who wants in on the action?'

'Hmm, the steps are not as uniform when compared to the secret police outside of my home. Smells like an amateur too.'

'Can't smell much too, guess there are no entrances on that side. But then why would someone stick so close to the wall and walk so slowly?'

'The only one I can think of at the moment is Wolfer, is he here?'

'Well, it's probably him. No one has more freedom than him in this giant house.'