Chapter 031 Mirage (VIII)

"I've looked carefully these past two days, and there are about 12 trialists from the same universe as us in the entire instance."

On the way back to the B&B, there were more people than just the previous two who were secretly spying on Dong Jin's whereabouts. Perhaps sensing that the situation was not optimistic, Feilin, who was worried about Dong Jin's safety, began to introduce her gains in the past two days in more detail:

"Although few of those people are easy to get along with, they will not take the initiative to be your enemy. One of them is talented in making poisons and is also your crazy admirer. He lives in the villa behind us. If you need poison, you can ask him directly, or I can send it to you tomorrow morning..."

Dong Jin basically knew all the information Feilin said, but the information about poison caught his attention.

Why does he cook for the little fat man every day? Is it really for a little money and to cause emotional fluctuations between monsters and humans?

Of course it's not just that.

As early as the first day, Dong Jin was thinking that if external forces could not harm the monsters with stable emotions, then could poisoning be used?

So in the past two days, while cooking for the monsters, he bought some poisonous ingredients on the island, thinking that he would have the opportunity to do something big one day.

After all, he also has a "monster hunting" branch.

There are so many monsters on Mirage Island. How long will it take to kill them one by one? When the time is right, just hold a banquet and poison them all at once. Wouldn't it be more time-saving and labor-saving?

I just don't know if the innate poison of the trialist is strong enough.

It doesn't matter if it's not enough, adding some pufferfish poison will have some effect, right?

Feilin, who had no idea what dangerous thoughts Dong Jin was thinking, said everything she could. She felt tired and thirsty. As soon as she returned to the B&B, she quickly ran back to her room to drink water.

Dong Jin, who also returned to his room, did not rest. Instead, he logged into three small accounts one by one to check their attention.

It is no exaggeration to say that these three accounts are completely examples of explosive popularity, and the amount of rewards in the background is enough to make people rich overnight.

Especially the "Magician" account, which is about to become a mysterious new generation of prophet under the praise of netizens.

Dong Jin did not show any joy or anger when he saw this. He just repeated the previous process and continued to use the "Magician" account to publish the next round of predictions, and interacted with it remotely with the other two small accounts.

After finishing everything, he logged out of his account and returned to the live broadcast room, taking a look at his popularity at that moment.

Compared to the first day, his popularity was almost the same as the second place on the second night. If he continued like this, he would probably fail the side quest of "maintaining the first place in popularity" on the third day.

If he chose to reveal his vest now, he could certainly return to the peak of popularity, but Dong Jin had no intention of doing so.

He just casually put his mobile phone on the stand, and then wiped his hair with a towel while chatting with the audience.

"Did everyone see the tsunami just now? It was so terrible..."

Relying on the heavy towel covering most of his face, Dong Jin said it was terrible, but there was no sign of fear on his face.

"It looks like I can't stay on this island any longer. I looked at the popularity redemption list, and the price of a boat ticket is exactly the popularity of the first place for one day. I was the first place yesterday, and it's 24:00 soon. According to this situation, I should be the first place today... So family, don't worry about me, I will go to exchange for the boat ticket and leave tomorrow morning."

"Huh? You also want to see the redemption list? Okay, you can take a look."

After putting the picture of the redemption list in the live broadcast room, Dong Jin continued in a caring manner:

"Maybe you don't know how the popularity value is converted. Simply put, if you stay in the top 100 popularity for seven consecutive days, it is enough for the anchor to exchange for a boat ticket. As for the cruise ships and airplanes at the top, there is no need to look at them because it is basically impossible to exchange them."

"If you want to switch to a two-seater helicopter, you have to be the first for three consecutive days; if you want to switch to a 100-seater passenger plane, you have to be the first for seven consecutive days; if someone wants to switch to a 1,000-seater luxury cruise ship, they have to be the first for ten consecutive days. Who can achieve this?"

After complaining, Dong Jin changed the subject and said,

"Do you think the tsunami in ten days is real? If it is true, wouldn't those who can't leave be dead? What are the organizers thinking? Aren't they really afraid of causing casualties? Today's tsunami has already made several anchors missing, and we still don't know whether they are dead or alive. If it continues like this..."

Before Dong Jin finished speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room had already taken over the conversation:

[Stop talking about being missing. If you are missing in a tsunami, isn't that the same as death? If you keep going like this, the whole island will be destroyed. The anchor should run away while he can. Who knows what will happen next!]

[Wait! Didn't the anchor just mention that the first place for 10 consecutive days can be exchanged for a large cruise ship? He was the first place yesterday, and he should be the first place today. Doesn't this mean that no one else can get a cruise ship except him? ! In this case, anchor, can you stay for a few more days and take everyone on a cruise ship? After all, these are human lives!]

[The person in front is talking without any pain in his waist, right? What do you think our anchor is for, the Virgin Mary? He can't even take care of himself in this situation. Does he have to stay here and wait for death for an illusory possibility? ］

The live broadcast room was suddenly in chaos.

Dong Jin on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then he spoke as if he had finally made a decision:

"Someone just asked me about my occupation? I used to be a painter, and later I became a broadcaster."

"Although I am a million miles away from being a saint, if I can save people on a cruise ship, I am willing to give it a try. But let me be frank, as long as I am not the first one day, I will leave this island immediately."

After he finished speaking, the screen was filled with moving and praising words.

Before Dong Jin closed the live broadcast, the last bullet screen displayed in the center of the live broadcast room was:

[The broadcaster's awareness is really too high. I absolutely can't do it! Just for this reason, we will definitely send you to the first place in these ten days! ！ ！ ］

Facing the black screen of his phone, Dong Jin smiled silently.

The main plot of the dungeon was to survive for ten days, which actually meant 240 hours, and he entered the dungeon on the first morning. In other words, he had to stay in this world until the tsunami hit on the eleventh day.

So he didn't want to leave from the beginning.

Didn't he just say it? He is a painter. But he doesn't paint people or landscapes, he specializes in painting cakes for the audience.

With the big cake he drew today, even if he does nothing in the future, he will definitely be the most popular person. Besides, he is not just drawing big cakes, maybe he will really become the savior in the end?

Dong Jin, whose hair was getting more and more messy and whose thoughts were getting more and more complicated, simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then gradually fell asleep in the sound of the drizzle outside again.

When he opened his eyes again, it was the early morning of the third day.

Half asleep and half awake, Dong Jin heard someone coming and going at the door three times. When he opened the door, there were indeed three gifts in front of the door.

The first one was a pink envelope with a little love heart on it. The shape was so classic that anyone who saw it would know it was a love letter.

Dong Jin frowned and scanned the letter for a few times, then he couldn't help but relax his brows and felt a little amused - because this thing was written by that little fat boy.

He just mentioned this matter as a joke yesterday, but he didn't expect that the other party would really write to him fearlessly. Although this love letter is just a 360° praise of his cooking skills from beginning to end, it is still a love letter after all.

Dong Jin, who has a heart of stone, only wants to know one thing after reading it, that is, with this thing, can he directly hunt down the monsters that sent the love letters without causing emotional fluctuations?

If so, he will organize a dinner party and let those monsters give him a few confessions like this before dinner, and then he can directly kill everyone.

"Black Rose?" After putting down the love letter, Dong Jin's eyes fell on the second gift.

It was a bunch of black roses in full bloom, with an opera ticket placed between the layers of rose petals.

Even though it was unsigned, he knew it was from Lei Ming.

Did this man think that the murderous threats didn't work and was going to be gentle with him?

Could these 13 roses be considered an alternative confession?

If so, he could pick an auspicious day to send Lei Ming off.

Dong Jin, who had a mind full of a hundred ways to kill monsters, finally picked up the third gift in a small wooden box, which had a note attached to it. The note read:

"Chief, this is what I told you about yesterday. There are ten pills in total. They are all the stock he has in the past two days. It is said that one pill can poison any living creature, and three pills can kill even a monster! But I'm telling you, that person himself has never tried it on a monster, so these may all be nonsense. You must use it with caution!"

This is obviously the poison sent by Feilin.

The font used on the note is a variant of the universal language of their universe. Only people in this universe can understand it, so she dared to write the precautions so carelessly. In addition to sending gifts, she also wrote another message on the back of the note:

"Didn't two people bet on who received the most love letters yesterday afternoon? That night, many people were fooled and wrote love letters to those two guys. Most of those who wrote love letters this morning died one after another. I suspect it was those two guys who did it."

"When you asked me not to confess and not to write love letters, did you guess that this was the condition for monsters to attack humans? So their true identity is the monster hidden in the anchor? Fake quarrels and fake tsunamis, everything in this copy can't be a mirage, right?"

Smart. Dong Jin knew by the end that Feilin was about to guess the truth.

After he returned to his room and ground the pills in the wooden box into powder that was easier to poison, he heard a knock on the door.

The first person to knock on the door was ruled out as Lei Ming. That guy only knew how to bang on doors and block them, so why would he knock on the door properly?

But who else but Lei Ming would come to him at this time when everyone was in danger?

Knowing that the person was not friendly, Dong Jin put the table knife on his sleeve, and when the person knocked on the door for the second time, he suddenly opened the door.

And when he saw the person clearly, his expression became a little subtle.

The person was "Feilin", or in other words, a trial participant pretending to be Feilin.

At this moment, the information above the person's head completely exposed his true identity:

[A male trial participant from another universe with an unknown name. ］

［He seems to have misunderstood the relationship between you and Feilin, and deliberately chose to pretend to be the other person to get close to you. ］

［The poor trialer has no idea that any disguise will be exposed in your eyes. ］

［There is no doubt that his ability to transform is completely defeated by you. ］

Dong Jin had seen this person yesterday. At that time, there was another man beside him, probably his teammate.

Now this guy came alone... Dong Jin glanced at the paper bag with the poisonous breakfast in his left hand, and he was not so anxious to deal with him. He was seen lazily leaning against the door, and asked as if he was unaware

of anything: "Feilin, what do you want to talk to me about? Speaking of which, it's raining outside again. Aren't you cold wearing so little?"

The person pretending to be Feilin was wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, and he deliberately didn't button the shirt to the top. After hearing Dong Jin's question, he vaguely realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

However, this man's mental quality is still good. He pinched the left lapel of his shirt naturally, trying to button the top button with one hand, and handed over a half-held paper bag with a smile, saying:

"I thought it was so chaotic outside, so I might as well bring you some breakfast so that you don't have to go downstairs. I didn't pay attention to so much for a while. Now that you suddenly say that, it seems a bit cold."

Dong Jin not only did not take the paper bag after hearing this, but looked at him for a few seconds and sighed softly, which caused "Feilin"'s hand pinching the left lapel to freeze consciously. The next second, he heard Dong Jin complaining:

"I wanted to see what tricks you had, but you're so stupid that I couldn't even pretend to be stupid. Do you know that the buttons of a woman's shirt are on the left? You pull the left lapel to the right and you'll never be able to button it up in your lifetime." The

buttons of men's and women's shirts are in opposite positions.

This guy's talent is obviously shapeshifting, so he must have transformed into many people, right? How could he make such a low-level mistake in front of someone when assassinating him? Even

if he didn't point it out now, when this person found that the buttons couldn't be buttoned, he would realize that he had been exposed. So Dong Jin, who couldn't get any more questions, didn't bother wasting time and just pointed out everything in a few words.

"…Just because of a button?" The tester who was pretending to be Feilin didn't expect that he would be exposed less than a minute after meeting Dong Jin.

Unwilling to give up, he had already run to the window at the end of the corridor of the guesthouse, but he didn't choose to jump down immediately. Instead, he turned around and wanted to ask clearly why he was exposed.

"I don't have the habit of talking to people at length before I take action. That's what villains and cannon fodder do. I've always been a kind protagonist." How could it be because of the buttons? Ever since this person chose to wear a skirt to come in front of him, even if Dong Jin didn't have the Eye of Truth, he could tell that he was a fake.

This is a copy. Feilin only wore a skirt at the banquet yesterday. In this situation where life and death are not guaranteed, who would wear a suit that is not convenient for running away and seek death?

This person must have seen him and Feilin coming back together yesterday, and saw her leaving the floor where he lived early this morning, so he misunderstood his relationship with Feilin and deliberately wore such an outfit to let him relax his vigilance?

He and Feilin are really innocent. To be honest, is there really a love-minded person who would think about falling in love in a copy?

Well... the above sentence is except for gods.

After complaining in his mind for a moment, Dong Jin took out a flying knife and threw it at the trial participant who finally jumped out of the window to escape.

The situation is chaotic now, and it is far from easy to find someone as yesterday.

Thinking of this, he simply let the other party go, thinking of using this guy to lure out his other companion, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

He was not worried that this guy would just run away and never show up again. It would even be better if that guy ran away, which would save him some effort.

However, judging from the man’s unwillingness just now, even if the other person didn’t follow him in the end, he should have come back alone to try a second time.

This is indeed the case.

Dong Jin expected that this guy would become more and more courageous after each defeat, but he didn’t expect that this guy would come back so quickly. And...

Dong Jin, who had run out of table knives and had not yet gone downstairs to refill them, held a black rose that he had casually pulled out of the bouquet and was ready to use as a knife, and quietly looked at the "Lei Ming" standing in front of him outside the door with an impatient look on his face.

"Why are you opening the door so slowly?"

Dong Jin suddenly laughed after hearing the other party's question, which was trying hard to imitate Lei Ming's tone.

There are thousands of people in the copy, so why did this guy pretend to be Lei Ming in front of him?

If he saw through the identity of the fake Feilin before, he more or less relied on the Eye of Truth, but this is Lei Ming.

The Lei Ming who had been entangled with him in life and death for a thousand midnights, and he had already known every move and every look.

The Lei Ming who he could never fail to recognize from flesh and blood to bones and then to soul.

This person is the only one who wants to die to this extent.