Jerusalem, Main Continent, Powder Lane Bar.

Late at night.

It's late at night, but the bar is still brightly lit, and Powder Lane Bar is open 24 hours.

A table in the center of the hall was drinking. The shirtless men pushed the cups and changed the lamps, shouting five and drinking, judging from their outfits and tattoos, they were a group of bandits and road rage and the like.

In this bustling urban core, the presence of a group of bandits seems out of place, and their costumes and accessories are so conspicuous and exaggerated that it seems that the actors of a certain troupe have forgotten to remove their makeup when they get off work.

They were pouring alcohol on a man who looked like a shopkeeper and asking him where he had hidden his money.

This group of people is doing bullying behavior that bullies the market.

Although the robbers are fierce and vicious, they are bullying, and the shopkeepers are isolated and pitiful. But in the window seats not far away, several capable people were still drinking calmly, as if they didn't exist, and they didn't interfere.

The two sides are close at hand, but they seem to be in two worlds, and there is no intersection.

Because these bandits, road rage, and the poor shopkeeper are "NPCs", autonomously functioning psychic creatures.

People who frequented Jerusalem are accustomed to the fact that the streets are filled with all kinds of NPCs, who are like extras, playing various roles and contributing to the richness of Jerusalem. Each of them carries a story with them, and if they catch a passerby, they will tell him a day of talking.

Things like the one between the bandits and the shopkeeper happen every day in Jerusalem, but it's just a show. The shopkeeper doesn't really have an accident, and the robbers will be very patient until someone comes out to interfere.

No one can say for sure what the NPC is all about, some say that it was created by the Shinshin Cult and the Nianshi Guild to make Jerusalem more popular, and some say that it has been around since ancient times, and that it is a "sparring partner" for those who exercise and cultivate their abilities. Some say it's the security forces of Jerusalem. Others say that it was a boring prank by some founder, just to satisfy his desire to create a man.

But in any case, the presence of NPCs makes Jerusalem more colorful and makes the whole city more vibrant.

After years of familiarity and cohabitation, the capable people who came to Jerusalem have become completely accustomed to the existence of NPCs, and after getting tired of NPCs' stylized answers and cookie-cutter stories, they no longer communicate with them curiously, nor do they pay attention to their strange and unreasonable requests - such as helping to find lost family heirlooms, going to the mountains to exterminate mountain bandits, sending a message to another NPC, etc.

Now people basically have only one attitude towards NPCs: ignore them.

Ignoring them is a waste of time. Their requirements are bizarre and meaningless, and the NPCs with combat ability are not strong in combat power, so they cannot play the role of exercising ability. So most people chose to ignore it, and this habit spread among generations of Jerusalemites and formed a tradition.

There has been less speculation about the origins of NPCs, and more people have begun to believe that they are just creations on the whim of a certain creator.

Now in this bar, such a pantomime is being staged.

The powerhouses sitting by the window drink to themselves, completely ignoring the NPCs' nonsense.

One of the novices asked curiously, "Why didn't you ignore them?" and his companion told him that if you interfered with them, you would be pestered by the shopkeeper, who would keep begging you for help in going up the mountain to beg for bandits......

And going up the mountain to fight bandits is another performance for them.

The newcomer asks again: Won't they come to us for trouble? The companion told him that NPCs never attack humans or make trouble with humans. They'll just take care of themselves until you get involved, like farmers waiting for their rabbits.

The newcomer nodded in realization, and looked away from them.

This is how the so-called tradition is formed.

But none of them noticed that today's NPCs have more agile eyes than in the past, and even exude the brilliance of humans.

Several of the ables were still slowly drinking their wine.

Just then, there was a creak in the door of the bar, and a man walked in outside the door.

The visitor was a girl wearing a hood, and although her face could not be seen, it could be judged from her slender and convex figure that she was a beautiful woman.

In the middle of the night, a young girl broke into the bar alone, which must have attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

As if the mute button was pressed, the bar suddenly fell silent. Only the flip door was squeaking and flapping repeatedly.

The robbers' eyes lit up.

The burliest man left his seat and walked up to the girl, smiling obscenely.

"Little girl, come and have a drink with the uncle?" the big man pulled out his scimitar and picked open the girl's hood,

A head of black hair flowed down like a waterfall. The girl's delicate and beautiful face appeared in front of people, with red lips and white teeth, and her skin was like congealed cream. A burgundy baroque dress cut from leather, silk and brocade was dramatic, luxurious and exaggerated.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Coming to the bar late at night, it seems that he is a newcomer with the ability to live unfamiliarly.

"Stop! You bandits, road rage, in broad daylight, still want to flirt with a girl from a good family? It seems that I have to give you some color!" One of the young men sitting by the window who seemed to be the leader of the group drew his weapon.

The beauty of the girl made it impossible for him to stand idly by.

The two worlds began to intersect.

"Big brother, didn't you just say to leave the NPCs alone, they will pester you......" The newcomer in the team leaned up and asked curiously.

"I'm pitying, seeing a beautiful woman in trouble, how can we stand by and watch?"

"Didn't you just say that NPCs are very poor in force, and anyone can easily deal with it......?

"Hey, you kid really can't open a pot, what so much nonsense!" The leader reprimanded him impatiently, and turned his head to look at the girl: "Miss, don't be afraid, I'll settle these reckless people!"

The team leader's chest was beating loudly, and he was arrogant, as if he was the hero of the rivers and lakes who saw the unevenness and drew a knife to help, and the indifference when facing the shopkeeper being bullied just now was long gone.

"Don't be nosy!" the NPC big man glared at him.

"Hmph, I ignored you just now, you are still energetic, but you are just an NPC, and you dare to be so arrogant? It seems that Ben Shao must give you a good taste today, so that you will have a memory!" the young man threw a handsome look at the girl.

"Don't, don't ......" the girl said to stop the youth, as if she was concerned about their safety.

But it became an encouragement to them.

"Don't worry, Miss, I'm willing to be your guardian knight and flower messenger, as long as I'm here, I will never let them touch you! The young man in charge winked at the girl provocatively.

Other capable people also took out their weapons, wanting to show off their "knightly demeanor" or "gentlemanly demeanor" in front of the girl.

They are capable of entering and leaving Jerusalem, and they all know that NPCs are very poor, and they want to seize this opportunity to perform well in front of beautiful women.

It's just that I saw the shopkeeper being coerced but didn't help him just now, and now I see that the beautiful woman is in trouble and suddenly her attitude changes, and the motivation behind this change is really not so glorious.

"It's up to you, I advise you to get out of here!" or you won't be able to eat and go around!" shouted the bandit man.

The young man smiled contemptuously, thinking to himself, I'm already a D-class master, can't I clean up a few of you NPCs?

NPCs are not strong in combat, but they keep causing trouble every day, and the result is that they are defeated by the capable again and again.

These bandits in front of you are no exception.

Watch me behave in front of beautiful women.

"Take your life, watch me fly meteor butterfly sword......"

"Bang!"

The youth leader flew out of the bar door.

Blood spurted in the air, crashing into the wall across the street in an instant. The tendons were broken and turned into smoke, and they withdrew from Jerusalem.

And while in the air, he kept thinking "impossible, it's not true." ”

This is called "dying out". If the capable person dies in Jerusalem (except in special places such as the Hippodrome and the Inner World), he will directly exit Jerusalem, and his consciousness will return to his body, and he will not be able to enter Jerusalem for a period of time.

"Ahh

I don't care about maintaining my demeanor in front of beautiful women.

But the same fate is true for them.

Full of bewilderment and amazement, he withdrew from Jerusalem.

The combat power of this group of bandits is not at the same level as ordinary NPCs!

The bandits and the big men solved the problem with three punches and two kicks, and they walked towards the girl, smiling and surrounding her. The burly man at the head grinned, and his big gold teeth flashed with a lewd light.

A gentle hand is inserted into the messy hair of the big man, and the girl is close to the big man, as if the lover's gentle caressing.

What's going on? The girl is gone, or are they an intimate couple?

A gentle hand grabbed the big man's hair.

"Bang!" The girl's knee hit cleanly, and the big man flew up on his back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the golden teeth flew and the light flashed.

Surrounded by strong enemies, they dare to attack like this? If the girl is not equipped with a special skill, she is too impulsive.

But in the face of the girl's sudden attack, the surrounding big men did not fight back, nor did they retreat, they still stood around the girl, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Snowflake! You're going too far! This is my fourth gold tooth I've knocked out this month!" shouted the big man who had been knocked out of the air, covering his face.

It turns out that this girl is the mysterious girl Snowflake who pulled the snow marks into Jerusalem.

"I told you a long time ago, don't get so close to me!" Snowflower waved her hand in disgust, "Your acting skills are too pompous." ”

"But anyway, the guy who got in the way finally left. ”

It turns out that the NPCs are in a league with the girls, and they are performing this scene just to get the sanctimonious ones to leave.

"What's the matter with you so late?" the bar owner put down the scrubbing glass in his hand and closed the door.

"Snow marks have been caught. Now in the Jerusalem prison. ”

"What's the matter, didn't he just come?"

He took off his clothes. ”

"Hey, I know, the hero is sad that the beauty is ......," the burly man stepped forward and said regretfully.

"Bang!" Another mouthful of blood, the burly body of the big man jumped out of the water like a carp, drew a graceful curve in the air, and fell to the ground.

"He's here to save people. Snowflake sighed as she remembered how Snow Streak had saved Qilu in the arena.

"Anyway, we can't let him stay there, the people of the Neogod Church are ruthless, and there's no guarantee that nothing will happen. ”

"Rush in and get people out!" the bandits said angrily.

"Probably ...... dead"

"What's the big deal, we're all made for Him, that's our mission. "The mountain bandits stood proudly, like revolutionaries ready to be generous and righteous.

Snowflake shook her head:

"I can't let you take any chances, I've got a plan, you need to meet us at the exit, here's how the plan goes......"

On this night, the Powder Lane Bar was brightly lit.