Chapter 389: Not Afraid of Death at All. _2
The most important thing is!
Above this man's head, there hovered a title that looked extremely domineering.
"I have a sword, who dares to answer?"
This title seemed to exude an overwhelming presence.
The most important aspect was that those who revealed their titles were without exception beings who had immense confidence in themselves.
Speaking of which, Chen Yi's arrival also changed many people.
Once players left Newbie Village, their titles would no longer be forcibly displayed; they could be hidden. Almost everyone chose to conceal their titles because a title could reveal a lot, such as one's trump cards, abilities, or the maps they'd experienced and so forth.
But Chen Yi's dramatic entrance, with that title above his head shining like a column of light, drew the attention of countless players.
Gradually.
Some of Chen Yi's admirers, as well as those with confidence in their own strength, began to display their titles.
Consequently, an unspoken rule emerged: those who revealed their titles were generally confident in their abilities, and such people often weren't short of Points.
The Sword Without End in front of her seemed like a prime target.
The catgirl in uniform could barely contain her excitement, her tail involuntarily wagging, already fantasizing about the profit she'd make from landing this big deal tonight.
"..."
Sword Without End did not speak, merely shouldering his Three-Foot Qingfeng at the entrance, quietly gazing at a short man standing at the gate, about one meter forty in height, looking extremely ugly.
One of his eyes was blind, one ear was cut, one lip was missing, and half of his face was rotten.
Above his head.
There was an eye-catching frame.
"Hidden NPC: Half."
Those around him seemed not to see this small man, completely ignoring him. But as they passed by the short man's side, they subconsciously veered away as if driven by some unknown force.
He paid no attention to the woman who had approached to strike up a conversation.
Instead, he headed straight for the small man.
Upon seeing Sword Without End approaching, the small man with half a mouth seemed puzzled yet curved it upward, as if thinking of something cheerful, and wandered alone into a nearby alley.
And Sword Without End followed.
He was not afraid of danger.
He wouldn't die this month.
Moreover... even if there weren't such a rule this month, he would have come anyway, simply because this man offered him a condition he simply couldn't refuse. This man... could resurrect his wife.
Irresistible.
Just like he said on the rooftop, a half-hour earlier, he had passed by this SPA shop and then heard someone calling him. He thought it was someone drumming up business and had not planned to pay any attention, but he still subconsciously turned to look.
Instantly, he noticed the conspicuous short man among the crowd.
He really stood out.
Especially the words above the man's head, which were particularly prominent.
"Hidden NPC: Half."
He had hesitated for just a moment before approaching, and no one around him noticed the short man at all. No, that's not the right word. They seemed to ignore him.
Then a pop-up appeared before him.
"Within three hours, help me complete a task, and I can satisfy any one request of yours."
"(Any request)."
When the pop-up appeared, he saw the temptation in the small man's eyes.
Compelled, he blurted out a sentence.
"Any request? Can you resurrect someone who has long since died?"
At the time...
The small man just like now, wore that inscrutable smile and said, "Yes."
Afterward, he came.
...
Soon.
He followed the small man into a deserted alley, but couldn't keep his composure and took the initiative to break the silence: "You seem to have come specifically for me?"
He hadn't ruled out the possibility that this person may have come for Yi.
But in his opinion, the likelihood was too small.
After all, if someone wanted to kidnap a person close to Yi to threaten him, Tuberculosis Rabbit and Jiaye would be more suitable for the role than him. He admitted that in Yi's heart, he probably couldn't compete with Tuberculosis Rabbit.
The small man did not respond to his words, but turned around somewhat officially and looked at him, reciting a script.
"We spend our whole lives striving until death approaches, only to realize there are many regrets in life that are difficult to mend, or shores we have never reached."
"As they say—"
"Half of a person's life is composed of regrets."
"Here, you have the chance to repair your regrets."
"State your request, and based on it, a unique task will be generated for you."
"Complete the task within the specified time, and your request will be fulfilled."
"But you only get one chance, you will see me only this once, and whether you complete the task in time or not, you cannot make a second request."
"Phew!"
Hearing this, Sword Without End finally breathed a sigh of relief. So this is normal, he thought. How could anyone fulfill any request? Was it even possible if he wished for this game to disappear right now?
That wouldn't make sense.
Now it was reasonable.
The more difficult the request, the harder the task.
The simpler the request, the simpler the task.