Chapter 151 Rule 2: Trust Me
[The number of real people/fake people on the statistics board is abnormal. Please increase the number of fake people within one minute, otherwise you will be severely punished]
"It's you!" Yang Hu's eyes widened. "No! I saw you somewhere else a few minutes ago! Who are you?!"
[You apply to retrieve the player "Yang Hu"'s information]
【Retrieval successful】
[It is detected that the player "Yang Hu" has an absolute defense item. It is recommended that you change to another player's identity]
【Countdown 54 seconds】
The paper fan opened in Li Ziyue's hand, and his face darkened. "Things are very complicated. I can't explain it in just two or three sentences. I am indeed a real person, but I don't have time to prove it to you right now."
He lowered his voice and said, "Yang Hu, leave first. I won't hurt you."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear.
Yang Hu didn't know what the conflict was between the two. He clenched the sword with both hands and said, "He is a real person. Why do you want to kill him?"
"I know." Li Ziyue's forehead was already sweating. "I'll find a way. You go first."
【Countdown 34 seconds】
Yang Hu stared at him.
Li Ziyue's words were both a reminder and a threat. However, as a member of the player camp, Yang Hu should not leave for both moral and logical reasons.
[Countdown 20 seconds]
[It is detected that you are in a 'hesitation' state, and the second mode has been activated for you]
His brain started to get confused again, and Li Ziyue gritted his teeth: "You..."
The paper fan gently swept in the air, and Yang Hu felt a bright white light flash before his eyes, and then his eyes were wet with blood red, with some warm liquid splashing on his face.
Yang Hu was almost stunned.
In just a moment, he lost an arm.
Li Ziyue seemed to be hit by a stick. He could not help but step back. He supported his forehead with his other hand and murmured, "Let's go..."
The instinct for survival forced Yang Hu to retreat to the corner. The man who had fallen to the ground was completely paralyzed by fear. Li Ziyue was obviously unconscious, and the fan in his hand seemed to be dripping with blood.
“Don’t… don’t kill…”
He prayed to Li Ziyue desperately.
Li Ziyue struggled to regain his sanity in the endless chaos. It took him a lot of effort to barely change his vision from pure darkness to a little light.
"Please... I'll leave right away... No..."
Such words are all too familiar.
A disgusting liquid surged up in Li Ziyue's throat.
Once... Once upon a time, Yu Yu also prayed to him like this.
And how did he do it.
The black shadow gradually engulfed the person on the ground, and Li Ziyue held the folding fan in his hand tighter.
I saw a dazzling white light flash across the sky.
Yang Hu, who was hiding in a dark corner, only heard a short and tragic scream, and then a strong smell of blood came with the wind.
Dead.
Li Ziyue really killed someone.
Yang Hu was not a kind-hearted person, and he had done many unscrupulous things in the copy. But now facing such a scene, even he could only lean against the wall and retch.
He bandaged his injured wrist hastily, but blood still continued to flow out from the cut.
Who is that person?
Is he Li Ziyue's fake person?
If the fake people are already this strong, then why should they struggle?
Yang Hu limped along the wall.
The lobby is the only place that can protect players like them, so go to the lobby first.
However, as he approached the hall, Yang Hu almost fainted.
[Li Ziyue] turned his gaze from the hall to look at Yang Hu.
He silently hid his right hand in the darkness, and a blood-stained scimitar was put into his system.
"What a coincidence, Yang Hu," Li Ziyue said coldly, "We meet again."
…
[It has been detected that the number of fake people and real people has returned to a reasonable level, and the second mode has been released]
Li Ziyue knelt down in a pool of blood in despair.
It was so quiet around him that he could clearly hear his own chaotic and rapid breathing.
His nasal cavity was filled with turbid blood, and the strong smell of rust filled all his senses.
Crazy.
Really crazy.
The tail of the folding fan that fell to the ground was pressed against Li Ziyue's fingers, and the pure white fan body was shaking slightly.
Li Ziyue moved with difficulty to a dark corner. His upper body leaned against the wall weakly, and a hand that seemed to have no sensation slowly covered his cheek.
The blood on his hands imprinted on his skin which was so white that not a single blood color could be seen, leaving a shocking red.
His eyes were already dull and he just stared blankly at the corner.
The wind in the corridor was whistling, and the sound of running footsteps could be heard. The sound was heavy and orderly, like the long, sharp broadsword on the guillotine, pressing straight against the back of Li Ziyue's neck.
The sound is getting closer.
Li Ziyue seemed not to notice anything.
He couldn't describe what state he was in just now. After the so-called "second mode" was turned on, Li Ziyue could only see darkness. Who was he, where was he, and what was he doing? He didn't know anything. It was as if his soul was taken away in an instant, leaving only a body no different from that of a puppet.
The control of the copy has reached such a high level that players really can't play it anymore.
Li Ziyue's mouth was full of bitterness.
He has never thought that he is too good. Among those who rank high on the points list, Zhang Xingzhi has a powerful information network and there is basically nothing he doesn't know; Wu Tian is insidious and cunning, acts decisively, insists on interests as the top priority, and will do anything to win; Fang Yuan has a hot temper, but is extremely motivated, and is a little unfamiliar with Fang Chi decryption, but has a strong sixth sense and can always find another way; Liu Yuche can be called a hexagonal warrior, enthusiastic and calm, with invincible marksmanship.
Which of these is not more powerful than plums?
Li Ziyue believes that the reason he has been able to get to where he is today is not because of anything else, but because of his cautious belief that there is always a way out of any copy.
As long as there is a way out, even if the exit is so narrow that it almost does not allow people to pass through, Li Ziyue will dig three feet into the ground to find it and then widen it.
No matter how desperate the situation is, as long as his brain is still working, there is hope.
But now...
Li Ziyue was not unfamiliar with this feeling of powerlessness of being unilaterally crushed by the copy. It could even be said that he was most familiar with it, because he had been chewing on this feeling over and over again for six years.
Six years ago, in the advanced pseudo-human copy, Li Ziyue knelt in front of the corpse of his companion, feeling the same despair in his heart.
He thought that after six years of struggling in the dungeon, enduring so many beatings and being looked down upon, he would grow up and become different.
Why is it still like this?
Li Ziyue pulled the corner of his mouth.
Li Ziyue, why are you still so weak?
I don't know when the sound of running disappeared completely, only the howling sound of wild ghosts in the wind lingered.
Sometimes the most terrifying thing is the silence of a sound, which means that the predator has spotted its prey and is quietly approaching it.
Who is looking at me.
From the corner of my eye I noticed that the light coming through the aisle was half blocked by something, and the long and narrow shadow of the Grim Reaper's scythe was like a crescent moon in the sky.
The air underground was damp and cold, and Li Ziyue's respiratory tract seemed to be filled with frost.
The inspectors have arrived, and it seems there is more than one.
Li Ziyue leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, then he slowly closed his eyes.
Am I going to die here today?
Is this the end of the story?
The next moment, a gust of wind blew across the ground, and a series of "clang" sounds of metal hitting the wall suddenly rang out in the corridor. Almost at the same time, large holes were torn open on the waists of the two inspectors, their core energy was destroyed, and their scarlet eyeballs flickered a few times before finally returning to darkness.
As they fell, Li Ziyue's taller figure gradually emerged.
The scimitar spun in his palm.
Li Ziyue's eyes were dark and unclear.
Accept your fate?
He had fallen into more dead ends than the average person has eaten, and if he could despair so easily, he would have died in some unknown alley long ago.
Instead of lying in a dark and damp place lamenting about your past life and grieving about the upcoming outcome, you should use this time to analyze the situation.
What he needs to do now is simple: investigate what triggered the "scene switch" and sort out the role of [Li Ziyue] and him in this copy.
Li Ziyue's fighting ability was not weak, but the inspector was not a pushover either. His arms and back had varying degrees of injuries, but fortunately, they were all superficial injuries, and apart from a little bleeding, there were no other problems.
As Li Ziyue lowered his head to clean the blood from his arm, he felt a vague burning pain in his lower back. A small, round bead of blood coagulated and slid down his waist.
At the same time, the microphone in the corridor issued a real-time broadcast: "[Data is being updated, the human is confirmed dead, and the pseudo-human will soon replace the human]"
Li Ziyue paused.
Is there a fight going on somewhere?
In a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of water again.
“Tick-tock.”
In an instant, the scene in front of me changed drastically.
It's another rainy night with heavy rain approaching.
The whole area was like a steamer with water underneath. The air was filled with a stuffy humidity. Water was dripping from the edge of the eaves. Li Ziyue was standing in the shade and when he looked up he saw a large porcelain vat containing water under the corridor.
Li Ziyue narrowed his eyes slightly.
The scene before me seemed familiar.
From afar, he heard someone ask him, "Why do you think Li Ziyue will definitely kill someone?"
Li Ziyue stood there in a daze.
Such a familiar voice.
The person who came was Ji Mingyun, who had died in the copy of "The Suicidal Farmer".
He was holding an iron chain in his hand, and his cold and suspicious gaze fell on Li Ziyue.
Rule 2: Trust me
[Side quest: Achieve the achievement of playing "me" perfectly and clear yourself of suspicion of murder]
Suspected of murder?
Li Ziyue frowned and thought for a few seconds. Combining what happened in the previous copy, he roughly guessed the whole story.
Is it a review of all the dungeon scenes?
At this time, his perspective is not his own, but Li Ziyue's perspective?
Ji Mingyun's question made Li Ziyue roughly guess that at this time Li Ziyue himself had not yet been jointly plotted by Li Ziyue and Ji Mingyun to fall into the room where the Buddha statue was stored.
Rule 2 is to trust me.
In a flash, Li Ziyue came up with a reasonable excuse in his mind.
The easiest thing in the world is to disguise yourself as [Li Ziyue].
"Look at my face. I don't know what Li Ziyue will do?" Li Ziyue curled his lips.
Ji Mingyun's pupils shrank slightly, and he said sarcastically: "We are from the same roots, why are you so eager to hurt each other?"
Li Ziyue just smiled with narrowed eyes and did not answer.
Li Ziyue had already experienced the "Suicidal Farmer" copy. He knew where he would go next and what he would doubt. He simply copied the answers and fooled Ji Mingyun without even thinking.
Occasionally, when Li Ziyue's eyes fell on Ji Mingyun who was listening carefully to his analysis, he would think of the final circumstances of Ji Mingyun's death.
What was Li Ziyue thinking at that time? Was it the same as he is now?
Where is Li Ziyue now?
If he turned into [Li Ziyue], based on this speculation, is there [Li Ziyue] inside the body of Li Ziyue in the copy now?
[Li Ziyue] also knows everything that happened in the past. Will he let the plot repeat itself and meet him again in the Buddha statue room in the end?
He will.
Li Ziyue's eyes dimmed slightly.
He wanted to find Li Ziyue, and Li Ziyue wanted to find him more than ever. This was the only thing Li Ziyue would not doubt.
However, Li Ziyue did not expect that this was his first misjudgment.
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