90 3.23 Easy Now, An

He Gun slept with his eyes open. Thanh Van reached up to close them. He didn't like that the dead watched him. Not when their death was wasteful and meaningless in the grand scheme of things.

Thanh Van's gaze dropped to the gun in his hand. 

9 rounds…

That should be enough to blow that fucking NPC's head off its shoulders.

Not to mention. The system was cheating once more, materialising NPCs out of thin air.

There was nothing on this in the special event announcement.

Thanh Van's lips twisted into a grim smile when a frantic knock came from the door and a familiar voice called.

"An? An! I heard a gun, are you okay?!" 

CEO Kim Jihun? Thanh Van's brow arched at the familiar voice. How did he know Thanh Van was in here?

Ignoring the CEO, he looked down at He Gun's body half perched against the bed. Thanh Van shook his head. 

There were no proper burials in these settings.