Muzi knew almost everything, turned his head and looked at the npc next to him. He saw that the npc was breathing tightly and his eyes were staring straight ahead.

It seems that he was frightened by the White Tiger and has not yet recovered.

Muzi thought that the two of them were embarrassed not talking to each other, so he spoke, "Why did you mess with Baihu?"

After the NPC's life, he heard the words of his life-savior and immediately replied: "I don't know either. I'm looking for supplies. I'm tripped up by something and fell down. I saw this big tiger."

Muzi thought about it and was about to ask if this npc has any teammates, but who knew that this npc was explained by himself.

"Thank you for saving me. My name is npc. I don't have teammates. Can I join your team?"

The first thing that I saw when I woke up was Muzi. Maybe I had just escaped from danger. When I woke up, I always felt an indescribable sense of dependence and security.

Muzi looked straight at him and said vigilantly: "How did you know I have a team?"

The npc's pale face squeezed out a smile, "Savior, the indicator light on your phone is flashing sometimes, sometimes, someone should have sent you a message." He said, and pointed at Muzi's phone.

Muzi glanced at the phone, then looked at the npc, "You are quite careful."

She paused and continued, "You want to join the team, this is not something I can decide, it depends on the opinions of the others in the team."

The npc nodded, "I understand this. As long as you introduce me to the people in your team, you don't have to worry about the rest. Just tell me if you want me to join your team."

The npc looked at Muzi nervously, afraid that she would refuse. She finally had a thigh to hold and she would never let her run away.

If Muzi heard this, I'm afraid... I would disagree. Why does this npc determine that Muzi is a thick thigh? This is still a mystery.

Muzi always feels that something is wrong with what NPC says. She has mentioned her many times in these words and emphasized her wishes many times, as if her wishes are very important to him.

Muzi put this inexplicable feeling into his heart and replied with a compromise: "In my team, my opinions are not important."

This npc understood Muzi's implication and pretended not to understand, "I only care about your opinion."

Muzi's eyes changed now, "Why do you believe me so much?"

“Because you are…”

Before the NPC was finished speaking, Muzi's keen ears heard the movement in the grass ahead, and a "rustling" sound came from the grass. It should be someone crawling forward in the grass.

"Shh!" Muzi put his hand on his lips to signal the npc to be alert.

"Don't talk, there seems to be someone in front of you." Muzi explained to the npc in a low voice.

This npc also knew that it was a special situation at this time, so he nodded to Muzi to show that he understood.

The sound of the grass in front of us was getting closer and closer to Muzi and the others. Muzi tightened the gun coming from the side, his body tensed and ready to go.

This npc carefully controlled his breathing, breathed gently, and breathed slowly. His body was so stiff that he dared not move around. He was afraid that the people ahead would find out, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble for Muzi, and even more afraid that his own life would be in danger.

"One, two, three..." Muzi silently counted the numbers in his heart, finding the right time.
Chapter completed!