The Survival Rules of NPCs

Chapter 63: Han Dudu, who started his business as a paparazzi!

That's quite a commotion...

Outside the villa, Bright, who had already raised his Corpse Whisperer to level 15, could clearly hear an overwhelming murmur. Something was definitely wrong. He hadn't heard this many undead murmurs when he passed by Milan Deers' Garden. What was going on with this guy?

All the security personnel were watching from the outside. Having made such a big impression on the nobles, Bobby had to keep up the act even if it meant death!

Bright took a deep breath and walked into the villa.

Not wanting to be completely controlled by Michelle, nor wanting to be restricted by Eliza's power seal, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Wang Gou Dan and his gang, carrying weapons and looking very cautious.

"Boss..." Dog Egg almost knelt down the moment he saw Bright: "Why are you so late?"

Is this the real boss?

The fatty chicken and the skinny cat watched Bright cautiously.

Bright rolled his eyes, and then he heard strange noises coming from inside the room. The noises sounded like fingernails scratching at something on the wooden floor, which made Bright's heart sink.

I hurried upstairs and opened the door to find Eliza kneeling on the floor, her fingers covered in blood. Strange characters were carved into the wooden floor, resembling the scene of a possessed protagonist in some Western exorcism movies.

"Mrs. Eliza?" Brett asked softly.

Eliza did not turn around, but continued to carve words on the ground.

"Boss, what do we do?" Wang Gou Dan held a dagger, extremely nervous. Her intuition told her that their big boss might suddenly transform into a big boss, the kind with no health bar!

"You all step out first," Bright said calmly.

Michelle stood outside the villa, her eyes darting around as if she were deep in thought, but she refused to take a single step closer.

"Isn't Mr. Michel going in?" Inside the prosecutor's office, the prosecutor in charge of sealing off the area asked coldly as he approached.

"I'm just a businessman..." Michel said calmly, looking at the situation. "This kind of situation should be handled by either a priest or an exorcist, or by Mr. Bright who just went in. It's not my place at all."

"Mr. Michel is too modest." The prosecutor looked at the other party coldly. This strange businessman was definitely not normal. Several intelligence officers who investigated him had encountered unexpected problems. Now, this exaggerated supernatural reaction was likely another of his tricks!

While everyone was speculating, Bright, who had closed the door in the room, once again took out his intelligence notebook.

He glanced at the intelligence that had been updated before he arrived.

Intelligence 1: The shadow power in the forest originates from the Dragon Crab of the Shadow Isles, a magical creature with the bloodline of the Shadow Dragon.

Intelligence 2: A player is trapped on the Shadow Isles and is now trying every means to send out a distress message.

Intelligence 3: The undead on the Shadow Isles should not be easily awakened. Eliza may awaken the undead, so please handle this with caution.

Intelligence 4: The Shadow Isles player is one of the earlier beta testers who entered the area, and is a level 80 Azure Angel!

Intelligence 5: The advancement path for the Pale Angel... is initiated by the Corpse Whisperer!

Another level 80 player!

Bright closed his intelligence notebook and looked at the text on the wooden floor.

He finally understood that his fellow villager from Liupanshui was not an accident. The players here came in batches, and the first ones were probably the so-called first batch of beta testers. Anyone from this batch who has survived to this day is a high-level veteran.

But this world doesn't seem to have been balanced by those high-level players. There are only two possibilities: either those high-level players are actually the masters of this world, just hiding behind the scenes, or they are sealed away in some special places like cabbages.

However, it now appears that at least a significant number of players fall into the second category.

The characters on the floor... are Chinese characters!

"Where are you from?"

Upon hearing the sound, Eliza immediately stopped what she was doing, turned around and stared intently at herself. Her once vibrant emerald green eyes had turned completely white, making her look extremely terrifying.

"Are you... a new player?"

"A new player?"

Bright looked at the words on the ground; he recognized them, but didn't understand what they meant.

The Third Guild Master of the Shadow Guild, the Pale Calamity, the Seven Gods' Seal, the Key to the Gate of Solo...

What the hell is this?

The other party, simply because they could speak Chinese, immediately assumed they were a new player?

Why?

"How lucky we are! The clues we leaked out actually found you so quickly."

"I don't understand what you're saying. Could you explain in more detail?" Bright asked cautiously.

"The Corpse Whisperer... I see. Remember, maintain contact through this child. Don't easily reveal your identity as the Corpse Whisperer, don't easily reveal that you can read Chinese characters, don't trust the Lord of Shadows, and don't trust any member of the royal family. They... know of the player's existence!"

"What did you say?" Bright's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to ask more.

But the other person's voice grew weaker and weaker: "Time is running out. Shadow Isles, World Tree, Dragon Valley, Protoss Lands, Titan Court, Abyss Temple—all the clues are inside. Be careful of any high-level players who might still be alive!"

Bright: "........"

What is all this nonsense? Can't we, fellow villagers, just talk properly? Why are you being such a riddle-maker?

But before she could ask any more questions, the surrounding shadows vanished in an instant, Eliza's pupils gradually returned to their emerald green color, and strangely enough, the writing on the ground visibly recovered!

When Bright regained his senses, Eliza was sitting unharmed on the edge of the bed, looking at him and saying, "Mr. Bright? When did you arrive?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Eliza suddenly clutched her stomach, gritting her teeth, and said, "Something seems wrong with my stomach, it feels...it feels..."

As she spoke, amniotic fluid began to flow uncontrollably onto the floor.

What's going on?

Bright didn't dare delay and quickly stepped forward: "Madam, take a deep breath, I'll help you deliver the baby right away."

"You?" Eliza blushed. "Didn't we say that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we'd have a regular female doctor come?"

This woman seems to have no idea what she just did, and actually thinks she's in a normal situation?

He could only patiently explain, "Your situation is very special. The sheriffs have completely surrounded the villa. We need to deliver the baby as soon as possible to avoid suspicion."

"What happened?"

"It's hard to explain in a short time, just take off your pants and spread your legs..."

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"Breaking news! Breaking news! The pregnancy of the Lady of Holy Stone City has sparked unrest in the noble district, and the lawsuit concerning the inheritance of a noble's title by a widow begins today!"

All four districts of Milan-Dier received the latest news immediately today. This kind of aristocratic lawsuit with a touch of gossip is most likely to arouse the curiosity of ordinary people. Many newsboys have found that this time the newspapers are selling extremely well.

As a major city connecting the north and south, Mirandil has attracted a large number of middle-class people, merchants, and workers in recent years due to its thriving commerce.

In this city, even the most ordinary workers can earn a decent income, and thanks to the establishment of the Han Du City News Agency, newspapers have reached every household.

News agencies are something that every major city has. Originally, they were a privilege of the nobility, and generally only people of the middle class and above would care about the intelligence information revealed in the news.

For example, finance, foreign trade, international situation, and changes in political personnel.

These things didn't hold much appeal for ordinary people, especially workers who couldn't even read all the words. But things changed after the establishment of the Han Du News Agency. This small news agency focused on gossip from the aristocratic circle. At first, it seemed like an unserious news agency, but as time went on, it became clear that this unserious news agency was gradually becoming very popular. Initially, it was liked by the working class, but later many middle-class and even aristocratic women also enjoyed it.

Rumors about a marquis's daughter having an affair with someone, a noble young man having a chance encounter with a commoner scholar, or a marquis's wife stunning everyone at a ball.

They used high-quality color photos to take all sorts of candid shots. At first, many nobles complained about the invasion of their privacy and the agency was almost shut down. But later, for some reason, the nobles stopped the sheriff from banning the news agency, and in some cases, they even allowed these paparazzi to enter the outskirts of the noble circles.

Han Du Hui's reputation has gradually risen in recent years. The journalism school of the University of Milan has even established a cooperation with Han Du Hui, which is why Han Du Hui is able to recommend its undocumented immigrants to the school.

Today, the city is flooded with news about the lady from Holy Stone City's lawsuit.

This lawsuit is quite unique. The woman is a noblewoman from the north who married into the family. Within a few years of marriage, her husband's entire family was wiped out, leaving only her and her unborn child. She wants to use this to obtain her husband's title and the position of lord of Holy Stone City. This is the biggest gossip in the world.

Why did the city lord die a few years after she married into the family? And why was the child not even born yet?

Is this child Lord Martin's?

In particular, the birth of the child yesterday caused a stir in the noble district. And the most gossipy thing is that the child was born in the house of the wealthy merchant Michel.

Is there any connection between this Michelle and that noblewoman?

Everyone knows that Lord Martin is not a superhuman, but that mysterious merchant is definitely a superhuman. Considering that the child was born with superhuman power, some strange associations arose for a moment.