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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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3.38.2 Alfin's old look.

"For Fu and Greya, your job is to act as secondary eyes around our group and check whether there is anyone spying on us." This was a job that was pretty good for Fu who was pretty intuitive and prone to complaining. Her worrisome habit made her pretty attentive to her surroundings, making her a perfect watchdog.

"As for Axer, your job I presume you already know and I don't have to explain it to you," Alfin said while just nodding toward the small farmer, who just gave a short smile.

"The rest of you shouldn't worry or be confused, he won't be part of your group. His mission is a bit different from yours and hence requires secrecy. So I can't tell you the details."

At these words, the rest of the players started to look at Axer with some interest.

This was the first time that Alfin has given someone such preferential treatment besides Tara. Making them wonder, what a farmer has to offer Alfin, and what kind of skills he might even possess.