Chapter 473 I am a sinner, but it is better than you being dead
Song Wenqi, whose note was torn off, suddenly turned into a broken stone statue. The cracks on the statue became more and more, and finally turned into a pile of pebbles.
Crash!
All the pebbles fell on the driver's seat.
"Is this...dead?"
Song Mang looked at the pebbles in confusion. He didn't expect that this would be the result after tearing off the note.
She thought that tearing up the note would expose the guy pretending to be Song Wenqi.
Song Mang took a look at the note in his hand and saw the three words "Chen Limei" written on it.
"She's Chen Limei? But why is she pretending to be my mother? Is this thing human or a ghost?"
Song Mang thought of the note behind Qin Yang's neck, on which was written Qin Yang's name.
Then the person pretending to be Song Wenqi should be a player named Chen Limei, who may have entered the ten-star God Feeding dungeon before.
In other words, those who had previously passed the ten-star God Feeding copy, when they re-entered the copy, would they become NPCs of the current God Feeding copy?
"Su Yun really guessed it right."
When Song Mang had previously speculated on the purpose of the note in Jiang City, he thought it couldn't be a puppet talisman or something like that. After all, these players had died outside the dungeon in their previous life.
But now.
The God Feeding dungeon has undergone tremendous changes, resulting in changes in the function of the notes on the players who have passed the dungeon.
The player named Chen Limei was probably manipulated into becoming Song Wenqi and approaching her.
"Are you trying to make me think I've returned to the time before the apocalypse and then give up struggling?"
Song Mang couldn't help but sneer, then pushed open the car door and got out.
As soon as she reached the company entrance, Song Mang ran into her boss from her previous life. He looked at her reproachfully and said, "You're here so late for your first internship. You really don't care about your work at all."
"Isn't there still a few minutes until the time comes?"
When the fake Song Wenqi said there were five minutes left, only two minutes had passed.
"You have to come early for your first internship, otherwise it means you don't take this job seriously. Forget it, I won't bother with an ignorant young man like you. Hurry up and report in!"
When Song Mang passed by his boss, he saw a note behind his neck.
However, the boss's name was not on the note.
This time the name is Ji Rui Peak.
She was very familiar with this name, as it was the name of the chief director of the Ghost Suppression Bureau in the imperial capital.
It is also the name of Zennin's father!
Song Mang stopped and reached out to tear off the note from Ji Ruifeng's neck.
"What do you want to do!"
Ji Ruifeng noticed it quickly and took two steps away from her.
Song Mang chuckled and said, "Director General, there's something behind your neck. I'm just trying to help you take it off."
“What could be on the back of my neck?
Ji Ruifeng subconsciously touched the back of his neck, but felt nothing.
Sudden.
He thought of Song Mang's name and suddenly looked up at her, "You... figured it out?"
Ji Ruifeng looked shocked.
He took a picture of himself with his cell phone camera, but found that there was nothing unusual about his appearance.
This ghost card that changes its appearance is of the level of the King of Hell. Even if Song Mang also has a ghost card of the level of the King of Hell in his hand, it is still difficult to see through the illusion.
So how did she figure that out?
Song Mang asked directly, "What do you want to do by approaching me like this?"
Ji Ruifeng's expression changed before he said, "Since you've figured it out, I won't waste my time talking to you. No one can leave this instance now.
Unless you take out all the ghost money in the Bank of Heaven and Earth and give it to the creator of this temple copy, we humans may still have a glimmer of hope."
Song Mang scoffed, "Humanity needs a glimmer of hope. Why do you want me to hand over all the ghost money in my card? Why don't you take out all the ghost money in your card?"
"We don't have much ghost money in our card, and we don't even care about the statue. He specifically asked for yours!"
Song Mang sighed softly, "The last time I entered the serial dungeon, I gave Biyuan Xingjun a lot of ghost money, but she still felt it was not enough and wanted all my assets. She is so greedy."
"You have to give it even if you don't want to!"
Ji Ruifeng said.
"We approached you only to ask you to voluntarily hand over all the ghost money. But if you are unwilling, the statue has more ways to make you hand over the ghost money.
Besides, it's not just Biyuan Xingjun who's targeting your statue this time! Otherwise, why do you think the divine feeding has spread so quickly?
Isn't it because other statues also provide power to help this copy grow into a temple copy, the purpose is to trap you and divide up all your assets!
It would be fine if you hadn't come to the imperial capital, but since you're here and can't leave anyway, you might as well hand over all the ghost money and give humanity a glimmer of hope!"
Song Mang looked at him with amusement, "Voluntarily handing over the last thing that can save your life, how can you call it gaining a glimmer of hope? This is called giving away your own chance of survival!
Do you believe that the next second I give out the ghost money, all the players in the temple dungeon will die? You have become the chief director of the Ghost Suppression Bureau, how can you still be so naive! "
Ji Ruifeng's idea is not simple, but he is not the one who needs to give the ghost money, so it is easy for him to talk without any worries!
Besides, Song Mang would bear all the losses, but he would get a very small chance to leave. Why wouldn't he try?
It’s better than waiting to die!
Ji Ruifeng's face was gloomy, and after a long while he said, "It's all because of you that those statues united to plot, and the imperial capital suffered such a disaster!
If you hadn't destroyed so many copies, and if the statues hadn't been interested in so many ghost coins, they wouldn't have united to create copies. You should have saved the imperial capital!"
"What if I don't save him?"
"Then you are a sinner!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Mang noticed that everyone on the street stopped and turned to look at her.
There was a note stuck on the back of those people's necks, indicating that they were not the monsters in the dungeon, but the players who had entered the Divine Feeding dungeon in the imperial capital.
Those players are all ranked very high in the national standings and are also the most capable players.
If all these people died in the dungeon, the number of human masters would be greatly reduced.
Ji Ruifeng looked at Song Mang coldly and said, "Today, you either hand over all the ghost money or let those gods leave the imperial capital!
Otherwise, we, the Ghost Suppression Division, will clean up the mess and eliminate this sinner like you!"
A strong murderous intent burst out from everyone, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at Song Mang.
However, these people have forgotten that Song Mang is their fellow human being, and they have also forgotten that Song Mang has been working hard to destroy the copy and return a true pure land to mankind.
Song Mang looked at them coldly and said, "I am a sinner, but it is better than you being dead. Even if the copy is gone, you will be dead long ago, don't you know?
I have already become a puppet of the idol, and I am still shouting and killing here, what's the point? I might as well find my family and tell them my last words as soon as possible."
Everyone's expression changed.
"We are still standing here, how could we possibly die? As long as you hand over the ghost money, we can all live!"
Someone shouted.
Next second.
Song Mang appeared silently behind him and tore the note from his neck.
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