[Mu Sicheng] pulled off the pierced white uniform gloves and the monkey headphones in his helmet. When he saw the overly cartoony hip-hop monkey logo, [Mu Sicheng]'s gaze suddenly paused, then he looked away as if nothing had happened and put them on.

...After so many years, anything generated by his desires still bears the symbol of the monkey.

Is Yuan Qingqing's influence on him so great?

She was just a classmate in high school, and she had been dead for so many years, it was time for him to move on.

[Mu Sicheng] closed his eyes and looked at the fading monkey logo on his headset, then looked away and turned away.

In game.

Mu Sicheng, who was being chased by the hurricane all the way, had already run to the bottom of the castle - this was the farthest place from the mining site as far as he knew, but the hurricane behind him was still chasing him closely. Mu Sicheng looked back twice and could only vaguely see Armand walking towards him, looming in the eye of the rolled-up golden hurricane.

Damn, does Armand's skill take so long to use? !

Mu Sicheng looked at his almost exhausted stamina bar and skill time, gritted his teeth and stopped - he could no longer run at full speed, and would rather stop and take a skill from Armand to reduce his health.

With the antidote that Liu Jiayi gave him to restore his health, he should be able to withstand at least two of Armand's skills. If he doesn't let Armand and Georgia interact, he should be able to hold Armand off for about three hours.

...three hours. Bai Liu said that if he moved fast enough, he should be able to finish this copy.

In fact, Mu Sicheng didn't understand why Bai Liu was in such a hurry. After seeing that everyone's spirit and health points did not decrease after inhaling the gold powder, Bai Liu just thought for a moment and doubled the speed of their original fast-paced confrontation - the original pace was already very fast, and they tried to finish this dungeon in one day within the game time.

But Bai Liu later changed the time to three hours.

This kind of speed confrontation puts a lot of pressure and demands on everyone, especially on him as a roaming player who has to continuously carry out the main attack.

The rapidly advancing hurricane swallowed up Mu Sicheng, whose speed slowed down in the blink of an eye. Countless chains in the golden hurricane intertwined and instantly bound Mu Sicheng's hands and feet. Other chains kept brushing against his body, and the cold metal left scars on Mu Sicheng's body. His health began to drop visibly.

Shit, that hurts!

Mu Sicheng's facial features wrinkled into a ball.

Armand in Hurricane Phoenix Eyes slowly walked towards him.

Mu Sicheng said loudly and timidly, calculating the time it would take for him to be hit by skills in his mind: "You actually left the main team so easily. You are the main attacker, aren't you afraid that your team won't be able to output and will be directly sent away by our team in one wave?"

"Our main attacker is very powerful!"

"What you said does make sense." Armand walked up to Mu Sicheng and raised his eyes. "Your main attacker is quite intimidating, but I can't let you steal. Your stealing will cause bad effects."

"You saw Yuan Qingqing die in front of you, so you know this the most, right?"

When Mu Sicheng heard this, his pupils shrank, and then he smirked and challenged in a hoarse voice: "...What nonsense are you talking about? You are talking nonsense. Are you so afraid of me?"

"The act of stealing is unjust in itself." Armand looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "You once suffered from it, and the pleasure you get from it will eventually turn into pain and feed back to you."

"I will not allow you to steal, nor will I allow my team to be controlled, so I will lock you up here and come back for support."

"How long do you think the hurricane can hold me without you guarding it?" Mu Sicheng laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. "I can steal your hair accessories from the hurricane, so I can naturally escape from your hurricane!"

"You know I'm not talking about me." Armand said calmly, "I'm talking about Yuan Qingqing."

"The logo on your headphones is still a monkey, so you should still remember the name, right?"

Mu Sicheng's expression completely froze.

"I know that without me guarding the chain hurricane, it can't trap you, so -" Armand raised his hand, the butterfly landed on his fingertips, his eyes became cold, "I will stay here."

"But I will also come back to help, in another form."

[System prompt: Player Armand is equipped with Monster Book form——(Hurricane Butterfly)]

[The souls of the butterfly and the human are exchanged. The butterfly enters the player Armand's body and can serve as the eye of the hurricane, continuously creating hurricanes and tracking suspects. At the same time, the human soul enters the butterfly's body and can move freely, creating a new round of hurricanes. After equipping this form, the player can create hurricanes on two lines and multiple points.]

[After the butterfly's weakness is discovered, the exchange between the two sides can be interrupted. ]

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew away. Armand, who stayed in the same place, lost all the light in his pupils, leaving only inorganic murderous intent and cold light. A butterfly symbol with its wings spread out as if ready to fly appeared above his Adam's apple, as colorful as a tattoo, with light flowing on it.

This [Armand] raised his head and stared at the chained Makushi with his emotionless eyes, and made a strange sound that made people shudder, like the sound of an insect flapping its wings:

"Use Hurricane to kill Mu Sicheng."

A stronger hurricane is coming.

inside the mine.

After passing through countless caves, the mine cart finally reached the deepest part of the mine. Bai Liu and the others jumped off the mine cart and looked up at the faint light coming down from the top of the sky. Following the light, they could see a golden sculpture bending over and digging something.

"This man doesn't look like a miner." Mu Ke went over to take a look. He examined the sculpture squatting on the ground, anxiously digging something. "Judging from his clothes, he should be a priest of high status in this country."

"The priests are definitely not digging for gold here."

Liu Jiayi dug in the same direction as the priest and found minerals and scattered gold nuggets on the ground. "This hole isn't deep."

"It doesn't feel like digging..." Liu Jiayi frowned, "It feels like burying something."

“But the question is what?”

"Could it be the hourglass of time?" Tang Er asked.

"Not likely." Bai Liu touched his chin. "This priest obviously had some kind of mission. He was stalling outside when the people were protesting. He came here to bury something on someone's behalf. The person who asked him to bury the things must be of high status, and there was no one else available, so he was asked to do such hard labor."

"It doesn't make sense to bury the hourglass at this point."

"The person who asked him to bury the things must be either the king or Georgia. Only these two people are qualified to ask the priests to bury things." Liu Jiayi stared at the sculpture for a while, and suddenly reached out and pulled out a scarf-like thing from the sculpture's gold-dusted coat. "What is this?"

Liu Jiayi shook the scarf to remove the gold powder, and then found a wedge-shaped black mark on the yellowed white scarf.

"This looks like some kind of stone, a trace of an explosion." Liu Jiayi took a closer look. Halfway through, she suddenly covered her mouth and coughed violently. Gold powder kept flowing out of her fingertips. She coughed and wrapped the scarf around it and stepped on the ground to prevent others from touching it. "Ahem... This should be the heretic that can generate gold. The heretic was shattered here. This scarf is what wrapped the heretic."

"This priest came here to bury this heretic. He should be... ahem, the king's man!"

"Jiayi, has your panel dropped?" Bai Liu asked quickly and calmly.

Liu Jiayi coughed violently while opening the panel, then shook her head: "It has not dropped, the health and mental values ​​are both normal."

"Don't worry about me. The overall situation is basically out now. Ahem, time is urgent. Organize the information and push the line first!"

"Ten years ago, the gold production in Ancient Lorenzo decreased, the people were in panic, and prices soared. The king obtained some kind of heresy given by God, which increased the gold production again, so he wanted to trade with God again to get more of this heresy. However, the eldest prince George at the time disagreed. This second burst of gold produced caused many miners to suffer from a strange organ sclerosis disease. Georgia believed that this gold had problems and was some kind of heresy, so he wanted to hand over the mining area to the Bureau of Handling Heretics for containment." Mu Ke quickly deduced.

"But the people at that time could not accept it. On the day when Georgia handed over the mine, they came to the gate of the mine to protest and delayed the people of Georgia who wanted to hand over the mine. At the same time..." Bai Liu turned his eyes and looked at the high priest who was digging something, "The king took the opportunity to secretly send the high priest into the mine with the heretic he had already obtained, hoping to bury the heretic underground and make everything a foregone conclusion."

"But for some reason, it failed to be buried and caused this heresy to explode."

"It seems that you still have the ability to deduce things." A light male voice came from above, "Since you have guessed my identity, you should know that this is my home map. Why did you follow me without knowing your own limitations?"

Bai Liu paused for a second and turned to look over. When he saw the fluttering butterfly resting on Georgia's shoulder, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So that's how it is."

——No wonder Armand’s skill can cause such a large range of damage yet has such a low presence. It turns out that he does it in the way of a butterfly.

Using [Body] to attract attention, casting Hurricane to attract attacks, and achieving the purpose of roaming, at the same time, the one who actually bears the main attack responsibility is an inconspicuous butterfly - it must be said that this is really an exquisite skill, it seems that it was born to restrain the high-speed roaming member of their team, Mu Sicheng.

"I originally wanted to separate you one by one." Bai Liu shrugged and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Now it seems that you have already prepared for our move, Captain Georgia."

"The hourglass of time is also in your hand, right?"

Bai Liu lowered his gaze to the looming hourglass in Georgia's palm and asked with a smile, "But Your Highness, have you ever thought about whose tears can fill this hourglass?"

The moment he finished speaking, he moved his right index finger downwards, and Mu Ke glanced at the corner of his eyes and quickly understood the meaning of Bai Liu's gesture. He disappeared from the spot, and the next second, he appeared behind Georgia, with the sharp dagger stuck in front of Georgia's neck, pushing him backwards.

"Move." Bai Liu ordered calmly, "According to the previous plan, disperse them one by one and fight with all our strength."

viewing pool.

"Bai Liu is at a disadvantage." Lu Yizhan stared at the big screen for a long time, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Georgia has a huge home advantage. Armand's skills are equivalent to adding an extra player to their team. This is also difficult to deal with."

Liao Ke looked helplessly at Lu Yizhan who had avoided him and could not ask him any questions before: "Captain, what I just asked you was not about the game situation."

"I'm asking you what's going on with Georgia's underwater heretic. I specifically called you to the corner of the viewing pool to avoid Spades and the others. There's no need for you to keep me in suspense, right?"

"It's obvious that you were behind this. Georgia was only sixteen years old ten years ago. How could he have handled a country that had become a heretic? The Heretic Management Bureau at the time didn't have the funds or the ability to sink a country as big as a heretic to the bottom of the sea."

"You are the only one who can do this and keep it under control. Tell me what happened and what you did."

"Hey..." Lu Yizhan rubbed his head with a frown, "I told you, you will definitely scold me again."

Liao Ke took a deep breath, propped up his knees with his hands, and said, "You talk first. I'll try not to scold you. Weren't you looking after Bai Liu at the welfare home ten years ago? Why are you taking care of this again?"

Lu Yizhan hid his face and tried to avoid himself for a while, but finally spoke helplessly under the gaze of his deputy captain: "I was indeed in the welfare home at that time, but the identity of the first captain of the Heresy Processing Bureau that Bai Liu set for me is still there, but the body I landed in this world line is only fourteen years old, how can I go there to take charge? I just wanted to fake my death and leave."

"But before leaving, I was informed of Georgia's situation."

"At the time, he was seeking cooperation with the team members of the Third Bureau, which was stationed closest to Gu Luohai." Lu Yizhan's eyes and tone became complicated as he spoke, "But the people of the Third Bureau soon discovered that this was a serious matter, so they reported the matter to the General Administration. I received the news and prepared to go over to deal with it."

"On the day of the incident, Georgia was preparing to close the mines, but because many mines were protesting, they were unable to close them. In other words, the kid had already lost the game with Bai Liu, but he did not give up. He contacted the three teams at the time, hoping to use our strength to defend the mines, prevent people from approaching, and then deal with the gold inside."

"The members of the Third Bureau's field team entered the country of Ancient Loren under the guidance of Georgia. They hid in the mine, waiting for Bai Liu to appear with the Philosopher's Stone, and then took possession of it."

"But Georgia didn't expect that her father had secretly made a deal with the evil god, prepaying the suffering of the people, and had already obtained the Philosopher's Stone. He was also preparing to have the high priest bury the Philosopher's Stone in the ground in advance while the people were holding back Georgia's people."

"The king did not want to have a direct conflict with Georgia, so he chose this method to put an end to all the drama."

"The country of Guroren was hidden by Bai Liu's gang. You must be led by someone from Guroren to enter. When I went there, Georgia came out to take me in without knowing anything."

"At the same time, two groups of people who had been lurking in the mines met each other. A conflict broke out between the priests who wanted to forcibly bury the Philosopher's Stone and the members of the Third Bureau who wanted to contain the heretics."

Lu Yizhan wiped his face tiredly: "When Georgia and I entered the country of Gurolun, except for some small animals that were far away from the mining area, almost everyone in the country, including all the field team members from the Third Bureau at that time, turned into golden sculptures."

"Only Armand, his younger brother, who he had sent to the third inning for placement ahead of time, survived."

"Georgia collapsed."

"He felt that all of this... was caused by him, whether it was the fall of the ancient country of Loren or the death of the three players."

"The gold powder at that time was still spreading outward. In order to prevent this heretic from turning the entire world into gold, I used the heavy sword to cut the ancient Luolun Kingdom from the seaside in front of him, wrapped it with the protective cover of the Heresy Administration to prevent the gold powder from spreading, and then sank the country into the deep sea."

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes: "...At that time, many members of the Third Bureau knew about this matter. You know, although I believe in the members of the Bureau of Heresy, many times, I have to prepare for the worst outcome."

"This heresy is so attractive to humans. All you need to do is steal some gold dust from the heresy on the seabed and put some small animals together with the gold dust to produce gold continuously. It is hard for anyone to resist such temptation."

"So I used my skills and told Georgia that I would erase all traces of the Golden Kingdom from everyone's memory, including yours."

"...He knelt down and begged me for a long time, asking me not to erase his memory. He even said that he could always be under the supervision of the Third Bureau and that it didn't matter if they treated him as a heretic, as long as I didn't erase his memory."

"In the end, I still retained Georgia's memory, but the child was very sensible. He entered the Third Bureau on his own and became the director. He basically placed himself under the supervision of the Bureau and me."

"He felt that he had let down the Third Bureau and his brother, so he had been working hard to compensate them. He turned the Third Bureau into a warehouse, and made it the first heretic processing department without an outside team. However, he himself was at the forefront of the containment of heretics. The cost of the expansion of the Third Bureau was also paid from his account. He also refused to let his brother join the Third Bureau. These were all his efforts."

"The gold for the Third Bureau expansion..." Lu Yizhan looked up at Georgia on the big screen and sighed, "Originally, when Georgia was still the Grand Prince of Ancient Lorenzo, he sold a lot of his things. During the transition, he saved the gold from the Gold Issuing Office and stored it outside, intending to use it to help the people survive the long winter when there will be no gold."

"But in the end, the money was not used to distribute to these citizens, but was used to expand the three bureaus."

"Georgia moved Sanju to the side of the Ancient Luo Sea. He has been guarding Sanju, guarding the seashore, guarding his homeland under the sea. He forbade himself to laugh, forbade himself to be happy, forbad himself to be irresponsible, and wanted to protect everything. Slowly, it became what it is today."

"I don't know what Bai Liu said to him."

Lu Yizhan lowered his head wearily: "But Georgia, no matter what happens, she has never cried since she was sixteen."

"I asked him, and he told me that the gods had frozen his people at that moment ten years ago, and they were not suffering. As long as one day he could pay off the thousand years of gold owed to the gods by all the people of Gu Luolun as agreed, the transaction would stop, time would be reversed, these people would be resurrected, the people of the Three Bureaus would not die, and Gu Luolun would be able to return to the earth again."

"Everyone can be as happy as they were then."

"For this reason, he could no longer shed a tear because of pain. He wanted to store the pain and put it in an hourglass."

"But the game with the evil god... is full of traps." Lu Yizhan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Sometimes I want to persuade him, but when I think about myself, am I not also on the road of playing games with gods?"

"Maybe apart from this, he and I are the same, and we have no other choices and expectations."

In the game, outside the palace.

The hurricane continued to roll, and Mu Sicheng struggled to get off the chains, but Armand kept pressing forward.

This thing moved very briskly, but the sense of pressure it caused was obviously not as strong as the real Armand before. Its movements did not seem to be after careful consideration. It was like a real butterfly stalking its prey, hiding in the chain and constantly approaching him.

But it's still very troublesome.

It wasn't that he couldn't break free, it was just that his hands were shaking.

...Yuan Qingqing...It had been a long time since he had heard this name. Why did this guy named Armand know Yuan Qingqing?

He himself almost forgot it, why did this person know, why did this person remember, why did this person remind him? !

【Stealing is an unjust thing, Mu Sicheng.】

【Stealing is wrong, Mr. Mu Sicheng.】

The cold male voice and the stern female voice mixed together in Mu Sicheng's mind. His pupils trembled with all kinds of turbulent emotions. Butterfly scales appeared in the hurricane and were sucked in by him while mixed with the gold powder.

[System warning: Player Mu Sicheng inhaled butterfly scale powder, causing dizziness and hallucinations, and his mental state began to decline! ]

At the moment when Armand approached him along the chain, Mu Sicheng, with a blank mind, subconsciously stretched out his monkey claws, grabbed the golden hair ornament on the side of Armand's hair, and tore it off.

The golden hair ornaments fell from the hurricane and landed on the ground, making a crisp tinkling sound.

——This sound coincided with the bell for the end of evening self-study class in Mu Sicheng’s memory.