Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

"Then shall we set up a tent or sleep in the open air?"

Kuso asked as he looked at Jim's back as he entered the tent again.

The person he asked was naturally Arnold.

After all, Lann, played by Arno, is now the biggest, and Kuso must follow his orders.

"Whatever, I can do it, you can do this."

"We are all poor people, so we don't need to be so formal. It doesn't matter where we rest."

Arno said casually, and then waved to Kusuo.

Kusuo understood and immediately put his ear to it.

"Find someone in the tent and ask if there is a XX cafe here."

Arno whispered.

Kusuo looked stunned, a little confused.

You can see the end of this damn place, how could there be such a thing as a coffee shop?

But he nodded anyway.

This was obviously not Lan's own intention, but the instruction of the person behind him.

Then no matter how ridiculous the order is, you must carry it out.

"I see."

Kuso responded in a low voice as well.

Then, he found a tent in the corner and walked up.

"As for Huck, you should go find a place to sleep first. You can't let Old Kuso do everything."

"He is so old, you should learn to share the burden."

After sending Huck away, Arnold was left alone.

He reviewed the contents of the note.

The third slum area, XX Cafe.

That should be right.

This is where the rebels discussed.

"Depending on how armed they are and how large they are, there are different levels of exploitability."

"I'm looking forward to seeing how useful it can be."

Arno smiled lightly.

Soon, Kuso came back.

There was an indescribable expression on his face, and the wrinkles squeezed together to form an expression that no one could understand.

In fact, even Jim himself didn't quite understand.

"How's it going? Did you hear about it?"

Kuso nodded blankly.

He didn't quite understand.

How could there really be a cafe in such a place?

Isn't this too unreasonable?

"Tell me the specific situation."

Arno patted the ground and motioned Kusuo to sit down.

"According to that person, there is indeed a XX cafe here, but we can't go in."

Kuso sat down slowly.

He is old and has been climbing sewer pipes for a while, so his physical strength is somewhat overwhelmed.

Of course, to Arnold, this is not important, he only cares about one thing.

"We can't go in? Why?"

"I don't know. That person didn't explain clearly. He was very mysterious."

Kusuo said helplessly.

Arno touched his chin.

mystery?

This is easy to handle.

"Ask him to come out."

"Just ask him to introduce this neighborhood to us."

Does this place, which you can easily see at a glance, need an introduction?

Kusuo was even more confused.

However, he still did as he was told without asking too many questions.

After a few minutes, a fat man came to Arno.

Arno is not sure how he managed to grow so fat in the ghetto.

"What do you want me to introduce? This clearing is all there is."

The fat man said impatiently.

There are still some yellow stains on his collar.

Arno took a quick look and was pretty sure it was traces of oil stains.

It is unlikely that the poor can afford to eat oil. They probably got it when digging through garbage dumps.

After all, robots that clean up garbage cannot cover everything, and there are always areas that cannot be taken into account.

It is these places that have become holy places for people like the poor.

Most of them can only survive by picking up garbage.

Thinking about it this way, the blackmail that the trio used before was actually a high-end technology.

"Don't be so angry. I just want to ask if there are any more private places nearby?"

"Like, you know."

There was a wicked smile on Ya Nuo's lips, and the corners of his eyes pulled down.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood.

As a result, a smile appeared on his lips.

"I didn't tell you earlier, of course there is such a place here."

"After all, you can't do that in public, right?"

The fat man seemed to be very excited. He picked up Arno's neck as if he were an acquaintance and walked towards a corner of the open space.

Arno frowned slightly and glanced at Kusuo, signaling him not to follow. He was pulled away by the fat man alone.

It wasn't until he reached that corner that Arno understood why the fat man was coming in this direction.

The corners of the open space are adjacent to those buildings.

In one corner of the building, the originally solid wall had a small opening.

Arno judged from the traces of rubble around it that it must have been forcibly opened.

"Come on, come in with me."

The fat man smiled evilly and pulled Arno inside.

Arno smiled too.

He even smiled more happily than the fat man.

This place is great,

No matter what happened, no one would know.

——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"I was wrong! I said anything! Please spare me!"

Drops of sweat flowed down the fat man's thick fat, like a small waterfall.

The strong smell of sweat and urine came from his body.

"Don't make any noise."

Arno stood in front of him, looking down at him, with a calm expression on his face.

Then, he raised his hand and shot the fat man next to him.

Under his even more panicked expression, Arno said calmly.

"Answer my question and I will let you go."

"Yes, yes, I will say anything!"

The fat man said hurriedly.

"Why can't I go in to XX Cafe?"

"this……"

The fat man looked embarrassed at first.

A second later, he turned into a pained expression.

Blood continued to gush from his thighs, and the trickle of blood was like a faucet that had been turned on.

If you don't close it, no matter how the fat man blocks it with his hands, the liquid inside will not stop flowing out.

"My patience is limited, you'd better be honest."

Arno kicked the fat man's teeth to pieces, put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, squatted down and said to him.

"Last chance, or your head will turn into a firework."

The fat man nodded repeatedly, saliva sliding down the barrel of the gun.

Arno gave him a look of disgust and removed his pistol.

"Only people approved by Jim can enter XX Cafe, not even me. This is the rule."

"What if we break the rules?"

"Then he will be hated by everyone and driven out of this place."

"That's it."

Arno nodded.

"Then can you tell me the location of the coffee shop?"

"On the top floor of this building, in a small room, there is a pot of sunflowers at the door."

This time, Fatty didn't hide anything anymore and simply answered all of Arnold's questions.

People's persistence has a price.

For most people, life is always the most important.

As far as Fatty is concerned, he doesn't hate Arnold now, but he resents Jim who made this damn rule.

If there wasn't this rule, he wouldn't have to encounter this kind of thing!

"Thank you, you did a great job."

Facing this honest fat man, Arnold rewarded him.

"In order to prevent you from being tortured by guilt for the rest of your life, I decided to relieve you."

"No, wait, I don't mean-"

Arno put the gun against the fat man's forehead.

Under his frightened eyes and weak words, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom,

A soft sound,

The sound was perfectly covered by the building and no one heard it.

Arno casually threw the pistol onto the fat man's body, took out a tissue and wiped his hands.

Then comes the usual drama.

A flame melted the fat man's body and gun, leaving no trace.

After doing this, Arnold did not leave.

He walked to the window of the building and stretched his hand out of the window as if stroking the wind.

After a while, a white dove landed on his hand.

The pistol just now was brought by it.

"Little guy, go tell Evie and ask her to send a team to this location."

"Remember, heavy firepower, we want to kill people."

Arno touched the dove's feathers tenderly.

He wants to integrate into the resistance group,

The first thing to do is to deal with some of them,

——Exclusion.