Chapter 11 Intelligent NPC
Yang Qiu had no idea that when he was working so hard to enrich the game content and run around in the magic plane, his game had caused so many quarrels on Earth, and how much grievances Qin Guan, the first test player who volunteered to be a tap player, had suffered...
While Qin Guan was still sleeping soundly and had not yet realized that his direct and collateral relatives were being questioned by the ignorant masses, Yang Qiu, dressed in a black robe, was squatting in the wheat field, worrying about the armed forces of the Inquisition coming and going on the road outside the village.
"What the hell... I just went into the village to sell clothes once, and these flies came looking for me after smelling the fishy smell."
The reason why Yang Qiu was always found by the madman in the Inquisition after fleeing for decades... was because Yang Qiu was a living person after all. Even though he was a high-level black magician and had the ability to survive in the wild to beat up Bear Grylls, he still needed to go to populated areas for supplies.
The lunatics from the Inquisition would definitely not go into the mountains and forests to look for him. Who would be willing to fight wits and courage with a high-level black magician in an uninhabited area? They just need to pay close attention to the news of strange spellcasters in various places - as long as they hear that there is a spellcaster with a similar appearance to Yang Qiu somewhere, these lunatics will pounce on him and filter all the villages and towns within a radius of dozens of miles.
The most annoying thing is that the local natives, regardless of whether they are believers of the Father God or not, as long as they hear that the Inquisition is hunting down a black magician, they will be very cooperative and eager to help the Inquisition catch him immediately...
"How many people's ancestral graves have been dug up by the black magician." With a self-deprecating sigh, Yang Qiu left the place silently.
In order to create a more immersive mission mode for players, NPCs with a certain level of intelligence are needed - at least they cannot be like the current zombie NPCs that can only remember a few very simple lines and can only execute commands with very low reaction requirements.
Again, Yang Qiu could only disguise the other world as a game, but he couldn't really turn it into a game. Creating functional, highly intelligent NPCs here was not something that could be done by just writing code, so he had to find some townspeople whose IQ was at least higher than that of the undead for Exile Town...
The first place he targeted was the Rhine Kingdom, which believed in the Gold Coin Lady. As everyone knows, the Rhine Kingdom had no moral integrity from top to bottom. Even if it was a devil, they would trade as long as they took out gold coins, so Yang Qiu came over first...
Unexpectedly, after more than two months (in the other world), the madman from the Court of Inquisition was still lurking around him. Yang Qiu even suspected that he had made too many counterattacks in the past and had finally enlightened these stubborn guys.
"Forget it, let's just give up on the Rhine Kingdom for now."
Riding his undead horse and trotting around to avoid densely populated areas, Yang Qiu munched on instant noodles while thinking about where to look for candidates for the "intelligent NPC".
"Hmm - wait!" Yang Qiu's eyes lit up as he thought of something. He quickly turned his horse's head and ran into the depths of the wilderness.
After traveling day and night for more than twenty hours, Yang Qiu arrived at the southwestern border of the Rhine Kingdom.
This magical world is a plane full of disasters. Several major empires have been fighting for nearly a hundred years to grab the colonies of the neighboring New World, not to mention that their native continent, Nabarron, was involved. The revival of the ancient gods or the invasion of void demons that lasted for thousands of years was simply a weapon to eliminate the population - except for a few super cities, most countries and regions are so sparsely populated that it makes the people on Earth cry.
The scene of cities of different countries on both sides of the national border like on Earth cannot be seen in this world. In other words, the countries in this world are quite "luxurious" in terms of territory. The borders are not called lines at all, but large areas of uninhabited areas. For example, the Tarantan Wasteland that he chose as the birthplace of the Earth player is the border "line" between the Rhine Kingdom and its neighboring Principality of Shiga.
The border "line" south of Tarantin and the Rhine Kingdom is even wider than Tarantin... In terms of strategic depth, the Sorensen Mountains, which are more spectacular than the main island of Japan, run across the southwestern plate of the Naples continent. It not only serves as the border between the Rhine Kingdom and the Antarctic, but is also the grave of the fallen, the paradise of fugitives, and the paradise of the mainland's wanted criminals.
Yang Qiu glanced around at the endless Sorenson Mountains and sighed slightly.
If he had not been captured by the ancient god's tentacles again in the jungle of the Rhine Kingdom and accidentally found his way back to Earth, then the Sorensen Mountains would have been the end of his "journey"... He had been on the run for too many years and was tired of this kind of life.
The Sorenson Mountains were not a great place, but at least it allowed him to rest and catch his breath.
"We have to end up here eventually. Everything is destined." Yang Qiu shook his head, replaced the undead horse with an undead lizard that was better at walking on mountain roads, and entered the mountains.
Not long after the rotten legs of the undead lizard followed the winding path in the Sorenson Mountains, Yang Qiu felt waves of tinnitus. Amidst the sharp and trembling sounds, there were also vague and meaningless murmurs that sounded like crying and sobbing.
"As expected of the Tomb of the Fallen, this welcome ceremony is truly unique... If this is a counter-game, the investigators' SAN would probably start to drop." Yang Qiu clicked his tongue, took out earphones and put them in his ears, then turned up the volume on the phone in his pocket.
"Like a seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, drifting with the waves..."
The soul songs from the civilized world sang joyfully, and Yang Qiu, who had been getting agitated by the ringing in his ears, soon calmed down...
With the simple materialistic worldview of the Chinese people that Yang Qiu had cultivated since childhood, not to mention that he had been the old man's apprentice for several years and was relatively mature in all aspects when he came into contact with the unknown fears of this world, even if he knew all the unknown fears that existed in this world when he first traveled through time, he would not necessarily surrender.
For rebellious teenagers, anything that is unreasonable can be resisted!
Of course, Yang Qiu, who is already an adult, is also very clear that not all resistance will produce good results.
But if one does not even have the spirit to resist, then what is the difference between being alive and being dead? This was the worldview instilled in him by his elder sister when he was a primary school student.
In short... look at the world's most terrifying natural disaster "Resurrection of the Ancient Gods" with a full spirit of resistance. It's nothing more than the ancient gods who are unwilling to die struggling to use all tricks to demonstrate their presence. As long as you "strategically despise the enemy", then there is nothing to be afraid of!
Under the "loop protection" of dozens of classic brainwash songs played on the software, Yang Qiu successfully passed through the miasma zone outside Sorensen and entered the depths of Sorensen.
Only a small number of Sorensen's residents are willing to live together for warmth. In order to avoid being influenced by others, most people choose to live alone - this is a wise choice. Mental pollution, which is more terrible than infectious diseases, is more lethal in places with denser crowds.
Yang Qiu made use of the tracking and anti-tracking skills that he had been forced to practice during his years on the run, and after nearly four hours of searching, he found a tree house built in the canopy of a large-leafed tree.
Half an hour later, the owner of the tree house was found - this guy dug a hole and jumped in. When Yang Qiu found him, his body was covered with a dense layer of flies.
"Are we too late..." Yang Qiu shook his head, picked up the wooden shovel thrown beside him, and covered the hole with soil for the old man who had dug it but didn't fill it up.
After several more hours of searching, Yang Qiu found another household in a cave two hills away from the owner of the tree house.
After breaking through the obstruction at the entrance and entering the cave, Yang Qiu found the owner of the cave after going several dozen meters deep into the cave.
Then he couldn't help but exclaimed "Fuck!"
The owner of this place hung himself upside down on a stalactite column deep in the cave, with a black cloak wrapped from feet to head, and a pair of fake ears made of mud stuck to both sides of his temples.
"You've lost your mind..."
After some effort, Yang Qiu put the old man with closed eyes and purple face down. He first tore off the cloak wrapped around his body and threw away his fake ears. Then he took out a small box of cooling oil and rubbed the old man's temples and philtrum. Then he patted the old man's cheek: "Hey, wake up, wake up."
After a while, the brother who was forced to COS as a bat woke up slowly. He stared blankly at the top with his lifeless eyes and completely ignored his savior.
Yang Qiu frowned and stared at the old man for a while, then took out... instant noodles and a thermos, soaked the noodles next to the old man, and started eating.
The instant noodles tasted really ordinary, but they also smelled really good... The bat brother who was lying on the ground pretending to be cool swallowed his saliva several times, but he couldn't help but sit up on his own, staring at Yang Qiu with dead-like eyes in horror.
Yang Qiu ignored him and ate his noodles and drank his soup. He then put the empty box away and crossed his arms to look at the old man: "Hey, man, you look terrible."
Bat Brother: “…”
"I understand. Even if we know that the end of the road is the Lord of Terror with its bloody mouth wide open, who can really resist exploring that mysterious and intoxicating power?" Yang Qiu said, "There are people like you and me buried everywhere in Sorensen Mountain. We just survived a little longer than those guys who were freed."
Bat brother remained lifeless and silent.
"Anyway, I'm glad I found the first living person in Sorensen." Yang Qiu extended his hand to the old man. "To be honest, I don't have the courage to embrace death, and I believe you don't either. The difference is that you seem to have nowhere to go, and I found a solution that might work. I need a companion to carry out my plan. If you have no other choice but to go crazy, will you come with me?"
Bat brother narrowed his eyes: "You... are an evil black magician. I smell the disgusting stench of decay on you."
"But among us, you are obviously the one who is closer to collapse." Yang Qiu said calmly, "If we are to worry about who will die from a companion's loss of control, I should be more worried than you."
Bat Brother was silent for a while, then nodded: "You are right."
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