When You Become an NPC That Might Die Any Moment in the Novice Village

"Not really, isn't the fence still intact? Why a zero-dollar purchase for nothing?"

"Oh."

"It was fine just then, but not anymore."

The leading players, carrying portable gun barrels, just bombarded the fence wildly. Even though the fence was very solid, it was still shredded under such an unreasonable assault.

"Who the hell is causing trouble?"

While accounting, Reeves, receiving the message, threw away the ledger and urgently rushed out of the office.

By the time he started to call people to defend, players were already rampaging in the warehouse area.

"Surrender or die!"

"Surrender and live!"

Reeves was amused by anger, a zero-dollar purchase had come to his head; they really thought he was a pushover, a bit funny. Although he looked refined now, he had been born an interstellar pirate. During his time as an interstellar pirate, from manslaughter, arson to dissecting corpses—there wasn't an atrocity he hadn't committed. These people rushing at him really didn't know how to write the word 'death.'

"Fine, I haven't been hands-on for quite some years. You folks willingly coming here seeking death, I'll show you what a true brute is!"

Reeves fiercely slapped a button on his waist, and the next second, a cigarette box-sized device hanging on his belt quickly unfolded into a two-meter-long giant rolling-type chainsaw.

Such a giant chainsaw, when sawing through people, the flesh and blood flew out wildly, providing a visual impact beyond comparison.

Actually, under normal circumstances, Reeves wouldn't have been so agitated; blame it on the recent fierce battles between Secret Tower and Star Network, making him, associated with Secret Tower, under immense pressure, fearing being singled out.

When one is under great pressure, they just want to vent, and now suddenly someone stormed his logistic company, wasn't it perfect to kill some off properly? FirstseenonMV4LEMP|YR.

"Bash these scumbags with full force!"

Reeves quickly issued orders to his partners and the gang he nurtured.

Time to kill!

The smell of blood excited Reeves entirely.

In his mind, this is how the battle should progress—

Under the firepower suppression by his men, those ignorant fools who busted in would be staggered chaos. And while these fools were clueless, he would swoop down with the giant chainsaw from the sky. Amidst the deafening sound of landing and the chainsaw's roar, he'd whirl around like a battle top, splattering blood like rain and flesh like mud, resembling the resurrection of a Demon God, instilling deep fear in anyone daring to covet his assets at this time!

Admittedly, Reeves had a beautiful plan, and yet, the first step had already gone wrong.

Firepower suppression? Confusion?

These things indeed existed, but those being suppressed and confused were his own men.

It wasn't that his men weren't trying; it was that the players were simply too fierce.

Facing a storm of bullets, a group of players didn't dodge; holding portable laser cannons, they charged forward, firing and howling simultaneously. Sometimes a player was blown into pieces, their eyeballs flying out of their sockets, yet the surrounding players didn't even flinch. Instead, they laughed heartily as they stepped over the eyeballs, cursing the blown-up player as a newbie and a damned loser. This scene...

Reeves' men didn't know what others might think, but they knew they were about to faint from fright.

What the heck was all this madness? Had they accidentally fallen into the Horror Abyss, then surrounded by the fearless Dark Domain Insect Clan?

No.

Being surrounded by the Dark Domain Insect Clan wasn't as terrifying as being surrounded by these people.

Dark Domain Insects didn't dodge attacks and could step over their companions' corpses without changing expression because they had no brains, only a killing instinct. These people, clearly having brains, easily committed acts even more terrifying than the Dark Domain Insects; if this wasn't scary, then what on earth would be?

"What's there to fight, we can't fight this, you want me to trade my life with such lunatics? Stop joking!"

"Mom, I was wrong, I won't do bad things anymore, starting today I'll become a good person, please bless me to survive."

"Damn, those infamous interstellar felons aren't as ruthless as these guys, right? Who managed to gather these crouching tigers and hidden dragons?"

No matter how much Reeves urged, his subordinates simply refused to show their faces.

Push, push, push, push my ass! Either you go yourself, or just kill us all!

Reeves never dreamed that things would turn out this way, but the bigger problem was still to come.

Having successfully breached the fire points of the two logistic company points, the players were now only left with various traps, high walls, and those B and A-level Superpower Users.

In other games, facing traps, players would need to spend time slowly decrypting; facing high walls, players could only curse at the "door cannot be opened from this side" prompt and then look for another way.

However, in Stars, players didn't need to have such trouble.

Encountered a trap?

Just charge forward!

Dying doesn't matter, as long as the trap is destroyed, there's no loss, especially when the Resurrection Point is not far away, just run back again.

Encountered a high wall?

Just break it!

If this wall can't be demolished, then break the walls next to it, surely one wall can be demolished.

What is called leaving no grass growing wherever you go?