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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.

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3.13.1 Giant Mushroom and the tentacle man.

– "Move and you die." A simple threat that startled CarRacist to stand up straight.

'Fuck… who is this?' Car Racist wondered, moving his head around to find the origin of the voice. But he found nothing.

But the moment he tried to move forward.

– "Guess, you don't wish to live for long."

The voice once again spoke, which was followed by a current running through CarRacist's body, which made his character wince in pain and loses a total of 30% of his health all at once.

'Fuck no… I am not hearing things.'

As the status of stunned flashed through his eyes, the thought of the Giant rat that he saw disappeared from his head.

As for the giant rat.

"Fucking roaches annoying me here." He was annoyed.

He never thought that someone would be foolish enough to come this deep and even meet him by chance.

From his knowledge, the only ones active here from the surface were he and Thalia, alone. The rest were the natives of these caves which Thalia killed in her spare time to train.