I Died Ten Thousand Times, and Finally I Am No Longer an NPC.

[Death loop + NPC awakening + cool article] I, Chen Mo, am a wonton stall NPC in the game. No names, no ranks, no lines. There are only three sentences that repeat ten thousand years of nonsense and ten thousand deaths without dignity. Being hacked to death by players, being trampled to pieces by monsters, and being blasted into pieces by the aftermath of skills - this is my whole life. Ten thousand times. I died ten thousand times. For the thousandth and first time, I opened my eyes. It's different. I remember the pain of every death, every person who killed me, every taunt and abuse. I stopped saying those damn lines and I said my first human words: "Not for sale." The system tried to clear me, but it failed. Players want to kill me, shaken. The old gods wanted to crawl out of the coffin and claim me, but I refused. I'm just a wonton seller. But in front of my wonton stall, there came the female captain of the Supervision Department, the scar disciples of the Red Flame Sect, the old gods who had lost their godhood, and countless NPCs who had awakened like me. They said I was the key, the seed, the only bug in the world that should not exist but cannot be deleted. Does the system want to close my stall? I opened my stall into the real world. Players want to kill me? I've died ten thousand times, am I still afraid of the ten thousand and one time? On North Street of Chunjiang County, my wonton stall will never close. This is a murder caused by a bowl of wontons, and a counterattack by an NPC reborn thousands of times. What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger - because I have nothing to lose, except this life, and I have ten thousand of this life