They are the real warriors.
He is not.
Yang Hailong fell into the collapsing world, his body beginning to digitalize along with the tide, merging into the data stream.
At this moment, he felt it more clearly.
Looking inside the world, it seemed that in an instant, all the NPCs turned their gaze to him.
He was too familiar with that look.
Yang Hailong felt as if another consciousness had emerged within his own.
He laughed.
"I knew it, I knew it, you damn thing, how could you not prepare thoroughly.
It turns out that all the NPCs have been infiltrated by you, so with the right method, you can leave with any one of them.
Nuriya was arranged by you too, right? Unfortunately, you went too far, Nuriya just wanted to disappear completely.
You turned me into an NPC too, but what's the point?
The moment I entered, I didn't plan on leaving alive.
My family will be martyrs' relatives in the future, and you? No one will even remember your name.
Die with me, trash."
