Xin Zhixia was very confused at the moment.
First, because he was too suspicious, he accidentally treated the NPC Captain Charles as a player, and then because he was not cautious enough, he was attacked by an unknown enemy and fell unconscious.
For a moment, there was some vacillation.
However, out of concern for her own safety, she decided to adopt the former thinking mode.
In this way, at least the injured person is not yourself.
After making the decision, Xin Zhixia raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled kindly.
"Hello, who are you?"
Although she looks the same as before, those who are familiar with her will definitely find that she is more perfunctory than sincere, and the form is greater than the content.
His words and deeds are a little less relaxed and comfortable, and a little more tentative and vigilant.
The visitor raised his eyelids, looked up and down, and then answered: "Tristan."
His voice was hoarse, like fingernails scraping against rough sandpaper, leaving a harsh and uncomfortable sound.
Xin Zhixia was stunned for a moment, realizing that now everyone was a soldier.
The person with such an image is probably an NPC.
Her reserved vigilance made her just nod her head and didn't respond to anything else.
Tristan was indifferent to the person in front of him and passed her as if he didn't see her.
He walked to the extinguished oil lamp and silently changed the wick.
Xin Zhixia kept thinking while staring at the NPC.
There are two concerns.
The first is why unknown enemies can immediately look for other players to attack after landing on the island.
The second is that according to the rules, that player either has not activated special benefits, or is in the light hunter state like her.
The special benefits of this dungeon advocate fighting among players.
Not only that, there are rules that strictly require that light hunter players must kill marked light seekers.
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed and she checked her status again.
[Player's current status: Light Hunter]
[Current status of props: props are not disabled]
[Mark status: 0]
Sure enough, that player was not a light seeker.
Otherwise, it is very likely that you will have been marked by yourself.
Xin Zhixia found three identical keywords in the rules.
[Meet relevant conditions]
Whether it is activating the state, marking others, or changing states, some prerequisites need to be met.
What this so-called relevant condition is does not go into detail.
Ask her to characterize this copy. It must have the characteristics of decryption.
Xin Zhixia couldn't help but recall the situation when the light hunter state was activated.
By the way, there was a dazzling light in the mid-air in the distance.
Thinking of this, she quickly raised her head and looked in the direction at that time.
The distance was shrouded in darkness, so pitch black that it was impossible to see what was going on.
While thinking, Tristan's questioning voice came from beside him.
"Passers-by, what are you looking at?"
Xin Zhixia withdrew her gaze and looked back at Tristan who took the initiative to ask the question.
At this time, Tristan had obviously finished his work and was standing by the oil lamp staring at her intently.
When it comes to dungeon experience, she knows that she is not as good as many veteran players, but when it comes to experience in dealing with NPCs, she claims to be unparalleled.
Therefore, she made it very clear that NPCs who can be so proactive when they first meet are actually quite rare.
Xin Zhixia had to start thinking about the possibility of players pretending to be NPCs.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Tristan's hand holding an oil lamp.
The skin is wrinkled, sticking to the metacarpal bones like tree bark, and the veins are bulging, making it look a bit eerie.
Xin Zhixia pursed her lips, and after thinking over and over again, she chose to ask a roundabout question.
"I'm looking at the light."
Tristan suddenly understood, nodded, and replied quite familiarly: "But you can't see it now, so don't waste your efforts."
After saying that, he stared at her again without saying a word.
He seemed to be waiting for her to speak more.
Xin Zhixia felt suspicious but felt relieved.
Tristan is an NPC and an eccentric person.
Weird...enthusiastic?
Xin Zhixia was thoughtful and looked down at the ribbon on her wrist, feeling a moment of enlightenment.
Probably [Fulla's Ribbon] took effect.
So, she calmly put aside her awkwardness and asked Tristan questions again with the idea of asking nothing.
"Excuse me, how do I get to Leviathan Church?"
Tristan raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Then we are on the way, I will take you for a ride first."
Upon hearing the answer, Xin Zhixia's eyes lit up and a sincere smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Thank you."
Tristan nodded and waved at her.
Xin Zhixia stared at the hand of the person in front of her, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, if this hand looked so weak, would it break by itself in the next second?
Along the way, the two of them moved forward one after the other, keeping silent in a tacit understanding.
Xin Zhixia was not too far behind Tristan.
After leaving the pier, the surroundings were dark, with only a weak oil lamp bringing some light.
It wasn't until we stepped into the street that there were other light sources around us.
Dilapidated houses sit in rows, and the light inside the houses is faintly visible, and there is a small torch lighting up the street.
There are inevitably many torches that have long been burned out, plunging the world into darkness again.
Xin Zhixia walked into the street, and as soon as she took two steps, she felt several eyes coming towards her.
Every glance was full of malice.
Two short men on the street were talking calmly, but after seeing her, their eyes suddenly turned fierce.
The door of a house opened, and a child was about to step out, but was snatched back by a pair of hands behind him.
Xin Zhixia could hear a hoarse voice coming from behind the door.
"Another unlucky guy..."
Hearing this, she lowered her eyes and looked at her chest, where the three characters "Unlucky Ghost" were hanging on it.
Then, without waiting for her to wonder, a pair of eyes hid in the darkness, looking directly from behind the half-open door, with a face full of horror and dissatisfaction.
There was light in the other house, and candlelight could be faintly seen through the window.
At the same time, she could see someone lying on the window in a strange posture, staring directly at her, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot threads, connected like a spider web.
Xin Zhixia was a little confused, and the hand holding the sword of judgment was slightly sweaty.
These malicious intentions were sudden and the images were equally uncomfortable.
Tristan walked silently in front of her, blocking many eyes from looking at her, and calmly explained her confusion.
"Islanders don't like passers-by."
Xin Zhixia was particularly grateful for his timely rescue.
"Thank you."
Then he lowered his eyes at the ribbon on his wrist and took two steps closer to Tristan.
Not every NPC is friendly.
[Fulla's Ribbon] seems to have failed.
These islanders are not kind.
The Tristan in front of me is the friendliest one.
Tristan pondered for a moment and asked thoughtfully: "Would you like to take a detour?"
Xin Zhixia believes that efficiency is very important, and taking a detour means that it will take longer to get to [Leviathan Church].
So, of course...
Can't refuse a bit.
These islanders seemed nervous. Rather than taking a detour, she was more afraid of a bunch of NPCs suddenly popping up while walking and killing her directly if they disagreed.
Xin Zhixia smiled, nodded, and bowed to reality.
"Of course, please lead the way."
