Could NPCs become friends with the players?
For most players, NPCs were just tools in the game. Their role was only to promote the plot, to buy items for the players, or to be the enemies of the players for the players to kill for fun.
Perhaps players could also develop feelings for certain NPCs, such as some outstanding characters created by the game developers, or the pets that the players had painstakingly raised in the game …
However, this kind of feeling was more of a kind of condescension. It was the recognition and love of things that were in line with one's preferences, or things that were created through one's own efforts.
This kind of feeling was not equal in nature.
Even in many games, players endlessly fawned over NPCs. In most cases, it was not because the players liked the NPCs that much. It was because they could gain benefits from it, or it was a disguised form of spiritual sustenance …
Even if they really liked a character, it was only because they liked the image created by the game developers for the character. At most, they liked the story behind the character.
In the eyes of the players, no matter how likable an NPC was, it was just an NPC. They were at most equivalent to the characters in the story. It was just that … this story was something that the players could participate in.
However, it was just participation.
Even if they participated in the story of the NPCs, even if they entered the plot of the game … the players were still players.
Perhaps they would be moved by the plot. Perhaps they would cheer for the story.
However, they understood that this was just a game. It was to make them relax, make them happy, and revolve around them.
Of course, another reason for this situation was that in the process of the players' emotions in the game, the communication was one-sided …
NPCs … were NPCs after all.
Players had real emotions. Players had real independent thoughts, but NPCs did not.
They were just a bunch of data. Their reactions were all preset by the program.
The players were the masters of the game.
In this case, if the players were to communicate with the NPCs as equals, it was actually unfair to the players.
However …
What if the NPCs had their own emotions?
In essence, "Elven Kingdom" was just a game skin that allowed the humans of Bluestar to descend into a different world as players.
For the players, this was a game. However, it was also not a game.
When the players realized that the NPCs in this game were so vivid, their AI was smart enough to pass off as real, and they even had human emotions …
In this case, how would the relationship between the players and the NPCs be?
A one-sided expression of emotions was destined to not create a bond.
But if it was a two-way relationship … then it would be a different story.
As the players interacted with the natives of the World of Segers and realized that NPCs had emotions, this game … was no longer just a game.
To the players, it would be a whole new world!
Of course, this did not mean that the players had realized that the 'game' they were in was also reality. Rather, it meant that … they had developed the understanding that the 'game' was, in a sense, 'reality'.
In other words, although they knew that this was a game, at the same time, they truly felt a sense of belonging to this game.
In fact, Eve had never thought of revealing the truth of Elven Nation to the Players …
The technology in Bluestar was advanced enough that even if someone was suspicious, Eve would be able to fool them.
And thinking that they were in a game was the essence of the Fourth Calamity's strength.
Fearless!
Because only by being fearless would one be strong enough!
If she really knew that the game wasn't a game, the Fourth Calamity would lose her most powerful inner self and become completely helpless.
However …
The Players thought that Elven Nation was a game and had a bond between players and "NPCs". They sincerely communicated with "NPCs" as equals and did not conflict with each other.
These two could actually coexist.
Perhaps other games couldn't do it, but … Elven Nation could!
…
"If you look at Elven Nation based on your previous gaming experience, you might be able to get a great gaming experience, but you definitely won't be able to enjoy the essence of this game!"
"This is a game … but it's not just a game."
"This is a world that belongs to us, an adventure that belongs to us. We can completely treat this game as a new life …"
"In other words, this … is the pinnacle of virtual reality games!"
After hearing Merril's answer, for some reason, Salty Meow suddenly remembered a few words that Li Mu once said.
And it was at this moment that she suddenly realized a problem …
That's right …
The NPCs in "Elven Kingdom" had their own emotional system …
In a sense, they could even be considered as another type of life.
Players could become friends with other players.
What about the relationship between players and NPCs?
If she and Merril switched roles this time, and it was Merril who was in danger, what would she do?
When she thought of this, Salty Meow was surprised to find that she would probably be as angry and angry as Merril.
And if Merril really died in battle, Salty Meow might really cry.
Humans had feelings.
And when facing other existences with the same feelings, long periods of communication … would create bonds.
Suddenly, the girl realized that she had unknowingly regarded the Little Black Dragon as a friend and partner.
And he was probably the same …
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so angry when he saw her being killed.
Thinking of this, Salty Meow's gaze towards Merril became gentler …
"Merril!"
She giggled.
"What?!"
The Little Black Dragon rolled his eyes at her.
"I'll give you an extra meal tonight!"
Salty Meow stood up and patted the scales on his body.
"What the hell is going on …"
Merril mumbled and yawned lazily.
However, the swaying of his huge dragon tail behind him revealed his good mood …
…
The players spent less than an hour to clean up the entire battlefield.
Then, they packed up their spoils of war and happily returned to the Black Dragon's castle.
Elven Nation was good in everything, but in terms of realism, the scale of the map was really too big.
Once there was no teleportation portal, it would take a long time to rush back …
Those with mounts were still okay.
Although magical beasts didn't have intelligence, they were still much smarter than ordinary beasts. With the settings in the system, players could command their mounts and let them carry them on their journey.
During this time, the players could also go online in the system, or simply go offline and sleep. They could just lie on the back of their mounts and rest … When they returned to the base, they could go online again.
But those who didn't have mounts were miserable. They could only walk on their own.
However, the good thing was that the feeling of fatigue could be turned off. At most, it was a little boring …
When nearly 2,000 main players returned to the Black Dragon's castle, it was already afternoon.
Many low-level players who received the news also came to watch out of curiosity.
Although they had stayed up for a day and a night, the morale of the Victorious Return team was high and quite imposing.
Nearly 2,000 fully armed players, with a bit of a murderous aura and bloodstains, lined up in a long line. They pulled a full load of goods and slowly entered the Black Dragon's castle …
Then, they would return to the City of Heaven's Chosen through the teleportation portal in the hall of the Black Dragon's castle.
Hmm … go back to sleep.
And just as the players were lining up to teleport, suddenly … a teleportation portal on the other side of the hall flickered with a bright light.
That was the teleportation portal leading to Rivendell, the only way to go to the underground world.
A moment later, the light dissipated. Under the astonished gazes of the players, a group of Dark Dwarves appeared in the castle.
The leader was a Death God Priest. He wore a black robe and held a gorgeous wooden box in his hands. Behind him were a few dwarven soldiers dressed as guards.
They were teleported to the Black Dragon's castle. They curiously sized up everything around them and let out a series of exclamations from time to time.
And when they saw the army of players continuously passing through the portal, the curious and amazed gazes of the Dark Dwarves instantly turned into shock. They couldn't help but exclaim one after another:
"Elves! So many Elves! "
"Death God above! They … did they just finish a battle? Has it already started? "
And the appearance of the Dark Dwarves also attracted the attention of the players.
"Huh? Dark Dwarves? Why are they here? "
"Dark Dwarves?"
"You've never seen them before, right? They're residents of the underground world. They signed a friendly treaty with us. When you reach Level 11 and go underground, you'll know. They have an underground city called Black Rock City. We often sell things there. "
"I see! This is the first time I've seen them … "
"It's normal that you haven't seen them before. They only move around underground. I don't know what wind is blowing today. They actually came to the surface … Is there going to be a Plot again? "
Just as the players were discussing curiously and hesitating whether to go up and talk, The Black Dragon Merril, who had received the news, twisted his huge body and rushed over. In an instant, half of the players in the castle were squeezed out …
He still had half a piece of barbecued meat in his mouth. As he chewed, he curiously sized up the unfamiliar guests who had suddenly arrived.
"Dark Dwarves?"
The Dwarves were shocked by the sudden appearance of the Black Dragon. But the leader of the Dark Dwarves seemed to have expected it and forced himself to calm down.
He took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to the Black Dragon.
"You … are Lord Merril, the subordinate of Her Holiness Eve?"
"I'm Dark Dwarven Priest Carter of the Death God Temple. This time, I've received an oracle from His Holiness the True God. I've come to make a deal with Her Holiness Eve …"
As he spoke, he looked sincere and raised the ornate wooden box in his hands above his head.
"Also … There's information about the Half-Orcs!"
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