Forced To Play Shura Field In Western Fantasy Games

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The prince was still looking into the distance, not knowing whether he was looking at something or waiting for the werewolf to appear.

"Anyway, remember one thing, don't let any key NPC die." Lin Ling emphasized again, "It will be more troublesome to die in a non-original plot, and it will be more difficult to deal with the chain reaction afterward."

According to the original plot, even if the player triggers the mission of crusade against the blood clan, and accompanies the werewolf to a certain blood clan to retake the fragments, it will not hurt any important blood clan BOSS, but looking at the current situation...

"Lin Ling, can your technicians make some changes like modifying someone's program." The black cat pricked up his ears, "Can you simply let the prince or those two werewolves forget about the current situation?"

Hearing this, Lin Ling said sternly: "Mr. Yu, I have to emphasize one more thing. As technicians, our control over this world is limited."

"'We' wrote the program and created the world like weaving a web, but 'we' must not interfere too much with it. What it is today is more the result of its own development."

The black cat didn't speak anymore.

At a certain moment, it remembered the "god" that Lambert had mentioned.

Every manipulation of the program, things that have been magical to almost beyond the scope of magic, for them, are "the handwriting of the gods".

"'We' are not manipulators, 'we' are just bystanders or participants, giving space for free growth, this is what makes holographic games realistic."

The black cat that was lying on the prince's arm also stood up, claws on the clothes, and looked into the distance, the cat hair all over his body seemed to be inspired by Lin Ling's words and stood up, "I know Now, I'll correct these chain reactions, and then it's up to me."

"That's right." Lin Ling took a sip of water from the water glass again, his serious nature for only three seconds was quickly revealed, "but I kindly remind you - Prince Lister's eyes are not as subtle as they look at you now. ."

Oops.

The cat turned back stiffly.

I saw the signature faint smile on the prince's face again, and this expression always represented that he had some dangerous thoughts.

"Little cat." The prince pressed a hand on its head, instantly wilting the agitated black cat, and said maliciously, "I will tell you why you smell like a wolf, and you are so excited when you hear the werewolf coming. , it turned out to be a group."

"Meow, meow, meow."

Grass, no, where did it get excited when it heard the werewolf.

But the identity of this accomplice is not clear.

"Little liar, eh? You're so young, and you're still an accomplice to the werewolf. They sent you this little thing when no one is available?" The prince smiled even more as he slowly brushed the cat's hair, "In the end, I was caught by me. Grab it right now, and now your companions are coming to rescue you."

The cat drooped its ears.

A bit wrong.

But the prince's associations obviously won't stop here. I saw that he didn't know what to think, and his smile suddenly stiffened.