The moonlight from the edge rainforest shone through the shadows of the trees on my hands, and I suddenly realized that it was my first night here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But how the hell did I get to this place?

Opening the backpack, I looked at the few copper coins lying in the bag, and touched the novice cloth on my body.

ID: Default 121

(If you haven't created your own ID yet, the serial number will be used instead, and you will have 1 chance to change your ID)

Level: 1

Occupation: Not obtained

(Main occupation vacancies: 2)

Health: 15/15

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Not interested in reading the content below, I put away my personal status.

Here is a game, an online game.

It was the only thing I learned that day, and I didn't even know who I was or how I ended up in this marginal rainforest.

Still, I remember quite a few common sense things, such as the term 'online game' and what it means.

This is counterintuitive.

The Rim Rainforest is the name of the region, and the premise of having a village in the player's birthplace seems to be a convention in almost all games.

But there was no one in the small village where I was born.

Not just the player, not even a single NPC.

That's why I'm sitting on a boulder in the middle of the village now.

In fact, when I found out that this place was empty, I also explored the surrounding area, but unfortunately, due to the woodland and swamp environment here, the spawn rate and spawn density of the surrounding monsters are amazing, and the level question mark is bright red.

Wait a minute.

Rainforest environmental impact monster refresh, why would I know these things? I don't remember seeing the game setting.

And when it comes to what the game is called, I don't know anything about the name or the origin, but why do I know some other strange things, like these are innate common sense.

But shouldn't names be more common sense?

Thinking too much and thinking a little disorganized, I decided to get down from this boulder first.

I crawled down the edge and bumped into an object.

"Young man, slow down...... You look like a stranger, you're a foreigner. An old voice said slowly.

Someone?

I quickly turned around and saw a ...... I don't know if I can say that it is a creature of the old man.

The slippery face, the tentacles drooped like beards and hair, some even squirming faintly, the plain cloth robe covered the human-like torso, the feet turned into webbed shapes covering the soft earth, and there seemed to be a shiny sticky mark behind him.

I looked at the old man in front of me (tentative), and many nouns kept popping up in my mind.

Sea Monster, Octopus Man, Alien, Rush Bully......

NPC, this is an NPC. The common sense in my head tells me so.

"Young man, is there anything wrong? You...... It doesn't look like we do. The old man asked.

"Who are you?" I got straight to the point with a simple and effective question.

"Me? I am the chief of this tribe, and who are you? The old man answered my question briefly, and threw it back to me.

"That'...... Why is there no one here during the day? Ignoring his question, I asked.

"Haha, then you probably haven't explored this area during the day, because we swamp dwellers operate in the swamp during the day." The chief laughed.

Swamp dwellers...... After chewing on this term, I probably understood the basic habits of this race.

I see, so there is no one during the day, and at night ...... I thought so and looked around.

I had been thinking about it while looking at the starry sky, and I had no idea what was happening in this small village.

The warm bonfires were lit, and the swamp dwellers sat around the fire, each doing what they loved, the children listening to the stories, and the adults telling the stories, but I was a little curious about what kind of stories they would tell.

"Okay, I answered you a question, you should answer my question too, where are you from?" The chief's eyes locked on me.

This question...... I want to know, too.

"I ...... I don't know, I seem to have been here when I was conscious. "I can't find anything good to say, so I told him, and I hope he will believe it.

"Your ID is still the default number, didn't you give yourself a name when you entered the game?" He suddenly asked something like this.

"I ...... I don't know what I've been through...... But apart from some general knowledge, all I have left is today's memory. That's all I can tell him.

"You'd better come up with a name first, or I won't be able to have any further conversation with you according to the design." The chief stopped opening his mouth and looked at me quietly.

"What a hassle...... Give it a name. I said to myself.

Although it is indeed something very necessary.

I don't have any good ideas for a while, otherwise I'll just take the surrounding environment and choose a name.

I looked at the map and saw that it was blank except for this settlement, and the name of the settlement was not displayed.

It seems that all the information in this game needs to be explored by yourself......

"Chief, what's the name of this tribe?" I asked tentatively, hoping that the question was not in the realm of 'further conversation'.

"The Long Night Tribe." The chief replied briefly, and looked at the boulder on which I had just sit.

I know he wants to say something, but that's probably in the realm of 'further'.

With the region as the prefix and the tribe as the suffix, I quickly came up with a name.

Long night on the edge.

When I confirmed my ID, the chief's eyes lit up when he looked at me.

"This boulder is called the Long Night Monument, and it is a relic left behind several generations ago...... This is also where the name of our tribe comes from. ”

Just when I thought he was going to continue, he kept his mouth shut.

"Long night on the edge, come with me to my cabin to talk." He turned and walked towards a modest house next to the boulder.

I was skeptical, but I had few options but to keep up.

"You know what, you're the ...... I've ever seen," the chief walked into the room and set up his chair.

"The first such ......" saw that I had also entered the house, and the chief closed the door as he spoke.

The moment the door closed, the walls of the entire room turned into a void of thread-to-thread, countless streams of data passed over our heads and feet, and the chief's sea monster-like body became a jumble of 0s and 1s, and when I looked at myself, I don't know when it became like this.

“AI。” The chief stopped his movements and spat out the last two syllables.

"The first AI that wasn't injected into memory." He said it again, filling in the incomplete sentence.

My eyes were fixed on the void, and my body and mind were floating in the void.

"It's a game called 'undefined', players who enter the game won't learn any beginner's tutorials, and they won't automatically get any information, all the unknowns are obtained through communication and exploration, and players won't even know the name of their place without communication with NPCs or their own exploration, and all the player-to-player interactions in the game come from conversations and an official forum that refreshes regularly." The jumble fluctuated.

"In such a semi-closed game, there are concerns that it will be difficult to explore due to the lack of players at the beginning of the game, so a small number of AI players are added to the game by region."

"These AIs are no different from ordinary players, in fact, they are born as a guide for players, and when they enter the game, they will get a large number of built-in game settings in advance, such as the refresh rate of monsters in a certain area, the exact level of monsters, etc."

"Of course, the matter of inserting AI is confidential, and no player will know about it, and basically all players only think that those AIs are beta players, and it is not difficult for artificial intelligence to disguise themselves as humans."

"But." The Chief fluctuated again, "There are a very small number of AIs that have some unforeseen accidents after being injected with information and memories, they will have memory loss when building their characters, and they will also disconnect the host from controlling them, and if these AIs enter the game, the consequences can be very serious. ”

"They only know the specifics of this place, but they don't know what they are. If you are out of the direct control of the host and lose the basic guidance, you may gradually lose the identity of the game character and become another level of unconscious. If these unconscious AIs are discovered by the monitors, they will definitely be reported and dealt with urgently. ”

"So, it's good that you met me today." He seemed to sigh.

I stared at the mass and thought about everything it said.

I'm an AI ...... It's still a malfunctioning AI, although this glitch may not be a bad thing for me.

Then everything that happened on the previous day, and what I was thinking, makes sense.

Other words...... Compared to other AIs, I have more autonomy than them.

"You, what's it?" Something suddenly came to mind, and I asked subconsciously.

"I'm just an NPC."

"You'll be ...... too Escalate me? "I threw the question.

"Information enclosed space, closed." The gathering of turbulence gradually reverted to the form of a swamp dweller, and the entire room returned to its original state.

All the data space was at the chief's fingertips, and he looked like he had seen him again.

"Well, did you just say anything? Stranger. ”

The chief smiled kindly, and smiled really ugly.