Foolish Game of the Gods

I have two principles as a human being:

1. Never lie.

2. Never believe anything anyone says, including myself.

“Sir, I must point out that your second principle contradicts the ...

Chapter 202 Your name... Are you serious?

Everyone was paying attention to Li Yi's reaction. If it weren't for the prison helmet covering his face and making his expression unclear, everyone would have thought that the prophet might have fainted.

But even so, he did not say anything bad to the teammate who mocked him.

As expected, believers in [Destiny] are generally very patient, just like their benefactors.

In this respect, he seems like a true prophet.

With the good start made by the second-year teammate, the enthusiasm for self-introductions on the spot was suddenly ignited. In this smelly and foul-smelling courtroom prison filled with insects and rats, the teammates began to let themselves go one by one.

Brother No. 3 in the cage to the right of Ji Er laughed twice and immediately followed up:

"My last name is Gao, so in this case, I should be called Gao San.

Well, senior year, [Civilization], Warrior, Ladder 2071.

The brother on the opposite side is right. The prison helmet on our head is quite interesting. Not to mention how this integrated torture device with no traces of splicing was put on us, just its unbreakable feature is worth our careful study.

I tried to put the helmet directly into the carry-on space, but failed. I also tried to pry it open with brute force and cleverness, but it still didn't work.

I even tried to use the bone-shrinking jutsu to move its position, but it actually changed its tightness according to the thickness of my neck. Interesting, this should not be a creation of the Grand Inquisition. I feel more like an experiment of the Tower of Reason.

Furthermore, this prisoner helmet seemed to have a special magical power. Any force attempting to destroy it would disappear into thin air when approaching it.

Not only did I feel the power of [Order] on it, I even saw a hint of [Prosperity]. It was really interesting.

This also gave me some inspiration. A friendly reminder to everyone: when you encounter unavoidable danger, you might as well stick your head out.

I think this prisoner helmet should be able to withstand more damage than our bodies, and perhaps it can save your lives in times of crisis.

Well, that's all I have to say. I agree with the prophet. Although he made up a pseudonym with reservations, he is right about one thing. Before the situation becomes clear, we'd better work together. "

This player also sounded like a lawful person, and the moment he said he was [Civilized], Cheng Shi had already guessed his beliefs.

【truth】.

It’s actually very easy to guess, because his thinking logic has already explained everything.

Only believers in the Truth will attempt to use the method of "exploration and deconstruction" to observe and understand everything around them.

Faced with the prison helmets and cages that imprison them, believers of "War" will not hesitate. Violent solutions are a common method they use. It can only be said that stereotypes are generally correct.

And the believers of Order...

No matter how dumb the Order Knight is, at this point, he should at least know something about his own torture instruments.

Since this teammate who claimed to be a senior in high school was unable to explain the secret of the prisoner's helmet, it naturally proved that he was not a person of [Order].

Having said that, Cheng Shi still had some doubts about the identity of the senior high school [Truth] believers.

Because his followers are generally knowledgeable and intelligent, even warriors should be able to see the big picture from small details and draw inferences from them.

But he didn't provide any extended background information about the present and current situation, but just focused on his own predicament, which made Cheng Shi very curious.

Could it be that this is a student of [Truth] who has “not very good grades”?

It's not impossible.

After all, people are diverse, and among a group of liars, there is still someone as honest as me.

Makes perfect sense, right?

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