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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

2.19.2 Where is the enemy Hidden.

After watching, only a few people leave the group after Alfin's warning. Tarkov shook his head in disappointment.

"They won't listen." Said Wolfer in surprise over the tenacity of these people.

"Then they will suffer." Alfin left these words after moving toward the waiting room of the airport.

An airport that was completely emptied of concern for public safety. But it didn't seem that everyone had left the airport, just yet.

Not much to his surprise. There were some familiar faces present in the area along with some he didn't know about. For the familiar ones. Alfin has seen them regularly on the streets following him like a normal passerby. Which meant these were mostly part of the secret police.

As for the other group, it wasn't hard to know which group they belonged to. The insignia on their chest was a good giveaway, but not like they were hiding their identity, to begin with, instead they desired Alfin to know of their existence.