Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

"Please go to XX Cafe in the Third District of the Slums on XX day to discuss the rebellion."

"This discussion is aimed at expanding members and accumulating strength. It is not about launching an attack on the empire. Please know."

Arno slowly read the words on the paper, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

There is actually a resistance organization in the empire, and it has even been hidden from the eyes and ears of the correctors. This is incredible information.

"For me, there are some benefits, too."

"Maybe we can use this organization."

Arno had long thought that the slow penetration from the inside was too slow.

No matter how decayed the machine of the empire is, it is still very large. If you want to corrode it into its own shape, it will definitely require a long time of preparation and action. It is simply impossible to complete the goal in a short time.

What's more, under the control of the current emperor, this machine has slowly begun to show signs of improvement.

Although it is still decadent and corruption coexists, it is indeed much better than before.

According to the information Arno inquired about, the emperor's methods are astonishing now.

He has achieved an amazing balance between improving people's livelihood and protecting the rights and interests of high-level officials.

So much so that the emperor not only had a good reputation among the common people at the bottom, but also had a good reputation among the high-ranking officials.

The current political situation seems to be very good, and the people at the bottom have little desire to be reactionary.

Therefore, even if there is no resistance to Arnold's infiltration, it is too unrealistic to overturn the reformist reforms at once.

What's more, compared to the emperor who was the leader of the reformist faction, the reputation of the conservative faction headed by the nobles was extremely poor. This can be seen from the fact that they went to great lengths to retain one or two of the aristocratic laws.

In the eyes of the public and senior management, although they cannot be said to be well-received, they can at least be said to be notorious.

In this case, Arnold also had to think of some off-board tricks.

On the one hand, internal penetration cannot be stopped;

On the other hand, some external pressure also needs to be put on the reformists.

Simply put - violence.

A huge empire often collapses from within, but naturally there are traces of violence.

"I used this chess piece."

Arno threw the information into the furnace and watched it burn to ashes.

The light of the flame reflected Arno's cheek, flickering brightly and dimly.

【Ding. 】

Coincidentally, at this time, the system sound sounded.

[Updated version preview. 】

[Version number: 1.02]

[Version name: Rebellion of the Empire. 】

[The oppression of the empire has been going on for a long time, and the poor are suffering unspeakably. The flames of violence are accumulating fire, ready to burn some. While those damn superior men were drinking the wine poured by the maid, no one noticed that some people had already prepared the rope to hang them and were acting secretly. A single spark can start a prairie fire. 】

Arno raised his eyebrows as he listened to the cold mechanical sound in his ears.

This coincided with his plan.

However, what he wants to do is not to fan the flames, but to use this flame of rebellion.

After using them to achieve part of their purpose, they can be extinguished.

"It came at just the right time."

Arno muttered.

The version preview did not mention who or which organizations are responsible for the flames of rebellion and violence.

However, the piece of information he just got had the connection points clearly stated.

"It seems that I have the advantage again this time."

"And the most interesting thing is that the emperor obviously has a good reputation among the common people, but the poor are miserable?"

Arno smiled when he thought of the words "ghetto" written in the intelligence that were not among the official areas.

"Civilians are not paupers."

"It's getting really interesting."

Arno raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

He seemed to see a towering pyramid that divided human beings into three, six or nine levels.

Some people think they are at the bottom just because they have never looked at the ants at their feet.

"It's so high in the clouds."

"The sun there is so bright that it's dazzling."

"It's just that in some places, the thick dark clouds cannot be penetrated by the sun."

Arno murmured, picked up the pen, wrote "XX" on the paper, and then crossed it out.

After that, the cold mechanical sound sounded again.

[Tip: The version preview has been pushed out. The first internal test will be launched in a week. At that time, the server will undergo short-term maintenance. Please pay attention. 】

After saying this, the mechanical sound disappeared.

Arno temporarily forgot all the messy things and only noticed one thing.

"Hey, what will happen to me when the server shuts down!?"

"Am I considered a player or an NPC now? Will my power be cut off in the end?"

It's a pity that no matter how much Arno said, he still didn't get a response at this time.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up greetings to the system in despair, and once again studied the intelligence about the rebel organization.

——

In a bar in the entertainment area,

Arno ordered a glass of rum and looked at an unfamiliar but very handsome face without taking a sip of the wine.

He is not a person who likes to drink, but it would be too strange to come here without ordering a glass of wine.

He didn't want to draw too much attention to himself.

However, even if Arno thought so, someone's eyes would glance across his face from time to time.

Including the lady bartending, Arnold could also feel that the other party would always look at him pretending to be accidental.

"What's going on? Does it look like there's something on my face?"

Arno asked the dissatisfied girl next to him.

"That's another matter, why did you bring me here?"

Evie said, squirming uncomfortably.

Arno could tell at a glance that she was not used to this kind of situation.

It's just that the bar is better than the custom shop disguised by the correction, right?

"Hey, miss, would you like to have a drink together?"

At this time, a good-looking young man with two earrings on his ears and a faint tattoo on his neck came forward and started chatting with Ivie skillfully.

Arno keenly felt that at the moment when the young man came, some men showed jealous and playful smiles towards him.

"It seems that the current situation is a little interesting."

Arno smiled and took a sip of rum.

The cold liquid flowed down the throat and into the esophagus, bringing a spicy feeling that made people feel better.

The men looked at him with playful eyes, and he looked at the young man with playful eyes.

It would be better to put aside the conversation for now and watch a good show first.

This young man has obviously found the wrong person, and now he is in for a good show.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Unexpectedly, Evie just glanced at the young man with disgust, and then turned her attention to Arno.

This made Arno startled for a moment.

He naturally understood what Evie meant;

It's just that there is no mission released now, and Evie is not a weak woman, so she obviously has no chance to take action on her own.

However, just because Arnold thinks so, it does not mean that others think so.

When the young man saw Evie's eyes turning to Arno, he suddenly realized.

"Hey, kid, can you lend me your girlfriend?"

The young man suddenly grabbed Arno's collar and said to him.

A pungent smell of alcohol also spread from the young man's body to Arno's nose, making him frown.

"..."

"Hey, why don't you say anything? Do you look down on me, Louis Proudis?"

The young man shouted drunkenly.

Prudis?

This last name is somewhat familiar.