Duncan saw that the download progress of "Doom Twilight" was stuck at 99%, and did not quit the game, so he simply stayed where he was, wanting to see more of how this exaggerated merchant NPC performed.

When the players see the NPC dressed as a businessman, you look at me, I look at you, and they muttered to each other and discussed.

"This is the merchant NPC in the game."

"But everyone's gold is 0. There are no gold rewards for Starter Missions. ”

"Look what gear he sells."

"This kind of should be shown to us first, and we can buy it after the mission sends gold coins."

"Why is it a wandering merchant, not a fixed shop?"

Duncan heard the question from the player next to him, put on a dashing appearance of knowing everything, looked up and explained with a smile:

"Only by setting up the shop to be mobile can it be easier for merchants to appear in various mission locations. And there should be a fixed store in the game. ”

Duncan smiled as he turned his head to look at the length of the day and the length of the night.

I don't know what Miss thinks of NPC merchants is that the days are long and the nights are short······

Duncan froze.

A smile froze at the corners of his mouth.

The days are long and the nights are short, and the originally indifferent expression becomes extremely solemn. She frowned, and there was a faint killing intent in her eyes.

"Miss the long days and short nights, what's wrong?"

The days were long and the nights were short, and the memories of his past life echoed in his mind.

After the group crossing, the merchant came to the community of players in the face of the confused group of players who had actually descended to hell, peddling fake potions to players, and selling necessary supplies at high prices to take advantage of people's danger.

Those players who lost their loved ones in the fire of doom and crossed alone are the most vulnerable in their hearts. They had just crossed over to the real game world, and they were shocked by the unquenchable pungent stench of the hellish air and the unabated pain in their bodies, and their will had already collapsed.

Such a player is extremely easy to be lured by the rhetoric of the wandering merchant and obediently takes out the gold coins to save his life in front of Khaled.

What's more, the days are long and the nights are short, and I have heard that Khaled is the eyes and ears of the devil and the guide!

The profiteer approached the players as a human merchant to deceive them into trust, but in fact he was actually probing the player's city defenses for the devil.

After the apocalypse, when the settlement of the Blue Star people collapsed under the attack of the devil, there was also a "credit" to Khaled.

The day is long and the night is short, and the hand holds the sharp sword, and the gaze becomes sharp like a sword. Several flashing skill cards floated in front of her.

She gritted her teeth and spat out a few faint but clear and firm words from between her lips and teeth:

"I, I want to kill him!"

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Led by the two Cerberus, Khaled walked between the players, and his eyes fell on several injured players:

"Oh my God, your buddies are so badly wounded, they're all moaning! It just so happens that I have a couple of healing potions here.

"It looks like you've been attacked by the Yellow Springs bees, the toxins infused by these infernal insects can cause long-term sequelae, and you may need my antidote."

An injured player listened to Khaled's words and whispered to the player next to him:

"This NPC is reading the default line, right, we don't have anyone moaning at all, and the players who should have turned off the pain have already turned it off, right? I thought that "Dawn" was so realistic, and the intelligence of NPCs would be stronger. ”

The other player waved his hand, his tone revealing displeasure:

"This kind of line details are wrong and don't affect the sense of substitution, why are you asking so high?"

Khaled didn't hear the player's whispers and began to sell his own merchandise.

He pulled out several bottles of potion, and the various colored liquids in them were churning and foaming, making thumping noises from time to time.

"Oh, this red bottle is a healing potion, a must-have treasure for every adventurer. Look at your poor fellows groaning in pain on the ground. ”

"And this green antidote potion, which is equivalent to the spell [Toxin Removal]. Those adventurers who have been bitten by the Yellow Springs Bee and recovered should not be taken lightly. Toxins can cause serious sequelae! ”

"I only sell 60 Kintal for Healing Potion. Trust me, you won't find a cheaper price in hell. ”

There are a lot of gold coins circulating in Hell, and basically they are all flowing into different material worlds. Many of the precious metal coins of the ancient kingdoms that have fallen are still circulating in hell. However, one of the fairest precious metal currencies is the gold coin called the "Kintal". Although the soul is much harder than gold for the devil, gold is also valuable because it can be used to seduce mortals, hire mercenaries, and buy the right supplies and equipment.

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