Chapter 18: The difficulty of game 018 is still too low.
"Big Bro, danger!"
In the bustling crowd, players with their bright, glowing names looked like fireflies on a summer night. From half a street away, Lin Bai spotted [Crispy Rice], dressed like a beggar.
Lin Bai then witnessed the entire process: [Crispy Rice] being knocked unconscious by a beggar, stuffed into a sack, and then carried away.
Of course, he chose to remain indifferent.
How could an average NPC have such sharp eyes? It was perfectly normal for them not to recognize someone who had transformed from a dapper young man into a beggar. Even if they encountered him in the future, they wouldn’t be able to find fault.
However, the more NPCs Lin Bai interacted with, the more he felt this world wasn’t simply programmed.
Not to mention, the division of labor among the beggars when they captured people was remarkably clear.
Some were responsible for diverting the attention of passersby. Others subtly influenced [Crispy Rice]’s route, guiding them unknowingly to a secluded place while they remained oblivious. Still others were responsible for the knockout blow, and some for stuffing them into the sack.
The entire process was seamless, without a single wasted motion. It was as if they had rehearsed it countless times; it simply couldn’t have been smoother.
If he were in [Crispy Rice]’s shoes, he doubted he could have escaped that blow either. Could such a smooth operation really be achieved through base-level computation? Moreover, players’ actions were filled with randomness and uncertainty... This must be a real world!
Doubts rose again in Lin Bai’s heart.