Bai Zhi did not know much about RPG-type games.
It was not as if he had never played them before, but he truly was not very good at RPGs.
Games of this type had the most convoluted rules.
Either you had to dig up some herbs, find some Key, or specifically search for certain ores... and so on and so forth.
Sometimes, a mistake in one minor step could very likely leave you stuck or facing a dead end.
Bai Zhi had not expected to encounter such a special anomaly here.
The entire village had turned into a game map, while the people in the village had each become NPCs.
Judging from the earlier circumstances of the old man and Old Woman, after becoming NPCs, their self-awareness should have remained clear. They could still sense everything happening outside, including physical pain and exhaustion.
Nothing about their bodies belonged to them anymore. They had become pitiful souls imprisoned within those bodies, unable to do anything—not even die—only able to mechanically complete their assigned tasks according to predetermined procedures...
—That was even more agonizing than death.
"...As expected, completely ineffective?"
Looking at the old man before him, who had not even lost a speck of skin under the maximum critical hit of [judgment], Bai Zhi frowned slightly.
He had wanted to help these pitiful people find release, but as neutral NPCs, they were fundamentally in a state where they could not be attacked... or rather, all external damage was completely ineffective against them.
They would never die, yet they could never truly be considered alive either. This was another form of Eternal Life.
"This feels a little troublesome..."
Rubbing his forehead, Bai Zhi turned to glance out the window.
As time passed, the sky outside had gradually darkened, and the entire village