I’m a Professional NPC

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As far as the situation was concerned, that professional NPC had all the resources.

So the rioting town dwellers seized the son of this "character" to slap "him" and let him hand over food and weapons.

He and Qingya think the same: this is not the host's requirements for the role, and there is no "emotional basis" between him and the child, so those people want to use this little boy to poke him, he doesn't care.

And, in that case, even if he handed over food and weapons, the other party would still ask him for more of that little boy, or even make him "self-discipline."

For a little boy who doesn't have much "relationship" with him, handing over vital food and weapons is simply a rat-to-mouse.

So the professional NPC chose the most favorable way to prevent himself from being harassed and burdened again.

When the residents of those towns saw that the little boy did not work as expected, and was about to tear him up, he shot the child decisively ...

Looking at that professional NPC is perfect in the whole role, but in the end, he received little extra rewards.

The most important thing is that according to his achievements in restoring a certain order to the world of the plot, he should have been rewarded with a large amount of soul coins, but not at that time.

Si Yan summed it up, it was all probably related to the death of this little boy.

That's why he spared no effort to persuade Qingya, but many things can't be stated clearly, otherwise leaking the information of other professional NPCs to another is a complete violation of their system's professional ethics and will directly deprive him of his identity and return to the furnace.

Although Qingya didn't understand why she had to guard the emotion of this little boy, but heard that it was closely related to her reward, she still thought about it: she made three servings of food and water, and just enough to sustain her life, enough for her. Months, plus an additional child.

So she put the hammer back to her waist without any traces and put the child in.

As soon as the door was opened, the little boy looked up at Qingya, stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "You ... not my mother, who are you?"

Qingya raised her eyebrows and wanted to come to herself. No matter her appearance (hair is cut into a mess, and her clothes are loose and easy to move), or her temperament is very different from the original Cui Si.

In the basic plot, Tracey is a mother who is weak on the outside and strong on the inside, and is very fond of her children.

All of this, in front of me, although the appearance is still the woman, but the core has become another "person", for sensitive children, all of a sudden.

Qingya saw the little guy standing at the door and didn't come in, but in the distance, several residents of the town seemed to have noticed the movement on this side, and were looking at it.

"What are you doing, come in quickly."

As soon as Qingya was nervous, he pulled in the little guy's collar, and then closed the door with a bang.

When he turned around, he saw the little boy looking at her like a frightened deer.

Qingya then grinned at the other side, showing a very friendly smile: "Hehe, of course, it is for you to eat for the person you live in."

Reached out and touched each other's head. Well, it felt really soft and smooth, and rubbed it by the way.

Qingya quickly turned around again, nailed the door completely with a wooden board, and pushed an old sofa in the living room over.

The sofa looked very worn, but it was very heavy. Qingya stomped her feet and stretched her body to the ground at 30 degrees before pushing it barely.

At this time, she felt a little figure beside her.

I saw the little boy also walked beside her, learning her appearance, propped her hands on the sofa back, and pushed forward hard.

Finally, the door was blocked. Qingya looked out through the corner of the window. A few villagers who had just seen here didn't come over, and their hanging hearts were slightly lowered.

After all, now is the first day in the story world, she doesn't want to catch up with those people so early.

Qingya rechecked whether the doors and windows were secure, turned around, and saw the little boy standing still in the middle of the room, staring at her blankly.

Seeing Qingya doing this, she didn't have the fright of a deer at first. When Qingya finally looked at herself, she asked again in a timid voice, "Where is my mother? Where did she go?"

Qingya hesitated for a moment before comprehending the other party's meaning, smiled, "How do I know?"

Had it not been for her smile at this moment, it would have been impossible to imagine such an indifferent answer from her mouth.

Qingya certainly doesn't know where the original soul of the character has gone, and this is not a question that she should care about.

The most important thing for her now is how to live these seven days, oh, and how to raise this little guy for seven days, so that she can get more rewards.

Qingya saw a layer of water mist in the eye of the little guy. Unexpectedly, when he kicked his feet to help push the sofa, he suddenly raised an "unbearable" feeling, and quickly said, "You can temporarily treat me as Your mother, but there is a condition that you must listen to me completely in the past few days, otherwise I will push you out now, understand? Presumably those people now want the tender food ... "

Beibei's body flinched with the words of Qingya, and she glanced outside and closed it quickly.

He nodded subconsciously.

When he was in school just now, he was hiding in the corner and playing as usual, and he accidentally saw three teachers eat up a classmate in the class.

He originally wanted to let other classmates escape, and just as the teacher came in, he ran back from the back door.

When he was about to arrive at the house, he saw the screams of fighting in the store ... he was frightened.

He eagerly rushed into his mother's arms for comfort and shelter, but he did not expect that the person who looked like his mother in front of him made him have a very strange and even terrible atmosphere.

However, compared to those outside who are full of chaos, he subconsciously feels that this woman who looks like his mother gives him more peace of mind.