Chapter 141: Where You Are in the Dim Lights
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Starting from Infancy in the Multiverse
The Police of Hong Kong's Variety Show World
This sandbox game is unreliable
Cracking the Sky Riding
The Empire Starting from the Fourth Catastrophe
Divine calculation of fate
The Record of God and Demon at the End of the World
Rising of the Apocalypse
Ascending Alone to Immortality
Revival of Aura, I Begin Cultivating Immortality through Farming
The Divine Protector of the Nation
Electromagnetic Storm Overlord
The Ultimate Realm of Fighting Breaks
Treading Stars
Machine War: Starting from Gundam 00
Number One Player in Time and Space
End Times System Forced Me to Farm
I'm Super Experienced in Blind Dates
Hong Kong Reality Show: I Want to be a Tycoon
Click Ranking:The world of ants
The Language of Three Corpses
Divine calculation of fate
Quick wear the female lead comes
Three corpses speak 2
This sandbox game is unreliable
Cosmic professional player
Dream Journey to the West: Supreme Flower and Fruit Mountain
Mechanical storm
The Dark Blood Age
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Bright Barrier
Rising of the Apocalypse
The Last Human in the Whole Empire
Note: The translations provided above are just rough translations based on the given Chinese phrases. The true meanings and nuances of the titles may vary and a better translation can be achieved by considering the context and intended message.
My Fierce Ghost Bride
Chronicles of Liberation
Sword of Dawn
My demon sister
Somebody
Social master
Having gained a good understanding, Mu Zi turned his head to the NPC standing beside him. He noticed that the NPC was breathing heavily and staring straight ahead with intense eyes.
It seems like he was startled by the white tiger and hasn't recovered yet.
Muzi thought to himself, it's quite awkward that these two people aren't talking to each other, so he spoke up and said, "How did you manage to provoke the White Tiger?"
This NPC, who survived a disaster, heard his savior's words and immediately answered, "I don't know either. I was searching for supplies when I suddenly tripped and fell, and then I saw this huge tiger."
After thinking for a moment, Muzi was about to ask the NPC if they had any teammates, but to their surprise, the NPC had already mentioned it themselves.
"Thank you for saving me. I am this NPC. I don't have any teammates. May I join your team?"
This NPC's first sight after waking up is Muzi. It's possible that they have just escaped danger, and upon waking up, they feel an indescribable sense of reliance and security towards the person they see.
Muzi looked straight at him and said cautiously, "How do you know that I have a team?"
The NPC's pale face squeezed out a hint of smile and said, "Savior, the indicator light on your mobile phone keeps flashing, which means someone is sending you a message." As he spoke, he reached out and pointed at Muzi's phone.
Muzi glanced at her phone and then at the NPC, "You're quite observant."
She paused and continued, "Whether you can join the team or not is not up to me, but also depends on the opinions of the other members."
This NPC nodded, "I understand this. All you have to do is introduce me to the members of your team. You don't have to worry about the rest. Just tell me if you are willing to let me join your team."
This NPC looks at Muzi nervously, afraid that she might refuse. Finally, there is a big opportunity for him to hold onto, and he can't let her slip away.
If Muzi were to hear this, she would probably... not understand why this NPC considers her as a rough big opportunity. This is still a mystery.
Muzi always feels that there is something wrong with what this NPC is saying. In these few sentences, the NPC mentioned her multiple times and emphasized her wishes as if her wishes were important to him.
Woodie kept this inexplicable feeling in her heart and gave a compromising answer: "In my team, my opinion doesn't matter."
The NPC understood the hidden meaning behind Woodie's words and pretended not to understand, saying, "I only care about your opinion."
Woodson's eyes changed, "Why do you believe in me so much?"
"Because you are..."
Before this NPC could finish speaking, Woodson's sharp ears heard a sound coming from the bushes ahead. The sound of "rustling" came from the bushes, indicating that someone was crawling through the underbrush.
"Shh!" Muzi placed a finger on her lips to signal caution to the NPC.
"Don't speak. There seems to be someone ahead." Muzi whispered to the NPC.
This NPC also knows that it is a special situation and nods at Muzi to show that he understands.
The sound of "swooshing" from the grass ahead is getting closer and closer to Muzi and her companions. Muzi tightens her grip on the gun she picked up from the side, her body tense, ready to strike.
And this NPC carefully controls his breathing, breathing gently, breathing slowly, his body stiff and afraid to move, afraid of being discovered by the person in front, afraid of causing trouble for Wood, and most afraid of his own life.
"One, two, three..." Mu Zi silently counted the numbers in his mind, waiting for the right moment.
It seems like he was startled by the white tiger and hasn't recovered yet.
Muzi thought to himself, it's quite awkward that these two people aren't talking to each other, so he spoke up and said, "How did you manage to provoke the White Tiger?"
This NPC, who survived a disaster, heard his savior's words and immediately answered, "I don't know either. I was searching for supplies when I suddenly tripped and fell, and then I saw this huge tiger."
After thinking for a moment, Muzi was about to ask the NPC if they had any teammates, but to their surprise, the NPC had already mentioned it themselves.
"Thank you for saving me. I am this NPC. I don't have any teammates. May I join your team?"
This NPC's first sight after waking up is Muzi. It's possible that they have just escaped danger, and upon waking up, they feel an indescribable sense of reliance and security towards the person they see.
Muzi looked straight at him and said cautiously, "How do you know that I have a team?"
The NPC's pale face squeezed out a hint of smile and said, "Savior, the indicator light on your mobile phone keeps flashing, which means someone is sending you a message." As he spoke, he reached out and pointed at Muzi's phone.
Muzi glanced at her phone and then at the NPC, "You're quite observant."
She paused and continued, "Whether you can join the team or not is not up to me, but also depends on the opinions of the other members."
This NPC nodded, "I understand this. All you have to do is introduce me to the members of your team. You don't have to worry about the rest. Just tell me if you are willing to let me join your team."
This NPC looks at Muzi nervously, afraid that she might refuse. Finally, there is a big opportunity for him to hold onto, and he can't let her slip away.
If Muzi were to hear this, she would probably... not understand why this NPC considers her as a rough big opportunity. This is still a mystery.
Muzi always feels that there is something wrong with what this NPC is saying. In these few sentences, the NPC mentioned her multiple times and emphasized her wishes as if her wishes were important to him.
Woodie kept this inexplicable feeling in her heart and gave a compromising answer: "In my team, my opinion doesn't matter."
The NPC understood the hidden meaning behind Woodie's words and pretended not to understand, saying, "I only care about your opinion."
Woodson's eyes changed, "Why do you believe in me so much?"
"Because you are..."
Before this NPC could finish speaking, Woodson's sharp ears heard a sound coming from the bushes ahead. The sound of "rustling" came from the bushes, indicating that someone was crawling through the underbrush.
"Shh!" Muzi placed a finger on her lips to signal caution to the NPC.
"Don't speak. There seems to be someone ahead." Muzi whispered to the NPC.
This NPC also knows that it is a special situation and nods at Muzi to show that he understands.
The sound of "swooshing" from the grass ahead is getting closer and closer to Muzi and her companions. Muzi tightens her grip on the gun she picked up from the side, her body tense, ready to strike.
And this NPC carefully controls his breathing, breathing gently, breathing slowly, his body stiff and afraid to move, afraid of being discovered by the person in front, afraid of causing trouble for Wood, and most afraid of his own life.
"One, two, three..." Mu Zi silently counted the numbers in his mind, waiting for the right moment.