Changing the Rules, Mental Illness?
Qingshan Hospital.
The attending physician of the Department of Trauma and Cleaning was dressed in a strange blue robe. He knelt in the office and looked at Su Yang with a trembling body.
His head was muddled.
He remembered that the quest he had accepted was to guard a Tier 1, 9-star player dungeon.
The players who entered this level of dungeon were basically all at the White tier. Even the stronger ones were only equivalent to those who had just stepped into the Green tier.
Logically speaking, normal players would definitely not pose any threat to the NPCs in this instance dungeon.
However, the player in front of him had made him kneel on the ground and unable to move with just a little aura. How could he not be afraid?
"Can we talk properly now?"
Su Yang leaned against the boss 'chair and glanced at the strange man kneeling on the ground. His voice was calm.
"Yes…Can..."