Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 395 A Literary Backstab

Facing Lin You's puzzled expression, the accountant was suddenly shocked and forced himself to calm down. Looking at it from the perspective of an accountant, He realized that he seemed to be "making a fuss over nothing": the fragments of consciousness buried in Agent Ross's soul flowed along the "causal line" to the bottom of the big world, but the information in it was fragmented and scarce, and even the Supreme God could not see the reason.

“What I’m worried about is not a piece of consciousness, but the damage to the entire story structure.” Hela, who was disguised as an accountant, explained with gritted teeth, trying to make up for the flaws exposed by her momentary gaffe. “You should know the role of Ross in the story.”

"Of course I know the role of this person. Once he dies, many stories in the game that originally took place in 1907 and 1911 will no longer happen. But so what? It's nothing more than making a few more changes with a quill pen." Lin You said with the complacency of a cheater.

"Destroy first, then repair? Aren't you afraid that the story logic will be destroyed too thoroughly and cannot be repaired? As far as I know, even the 'unknown' events can only appear after the original story is over."

"That's because the original storyline was locked by the Quill Pen." Lin You smiled complacently, "As long as I release the restrictions, I can create the 'unknown' at any time. Of course, this kind of restriction is generally only required to be followed by others, not to restrict myself."

The accountants were speechless due to this blatant double standard.

"Don't just focus on me creating the 'unknown'. How are things going on your end?" Lin You didn't notice the abnormality shown by the accountant. He was more concerned about other things. "Rose's death is the biggest change in the game's plot so far. It will also cause a large-scale change in fate, so more consciousness fragments should emerge - if there are any."

Speaking of this, the accountant's mood became even worse; "Indeed, those fragments of consciousness are as numerous as shells on the beach, scattered everywhere. I can't even count how many there are, and I don't know which of them have content and which are just empty shells to deceive people."

"Please help me and show it to me."

Lin You stretched out his hand to the accountant; the other party hesitated, and his facial features under the hat were a little solemn, but he quickly returned to normal and raised his hand to pat Lin You's palm.

The Accountant is an indigenous god in the world of Red Dead Redemption. Due to His own positioning, His fate is naturally linked to the characters in this story. When the palms of both parties are facing each other, Lin You is able to connect with the fate of the characters in the story through the Accountant as an "intermediary".

At a glance, Louisiana is dotted with stars; these stars are not in the sky, but on the ground. Each star is a fragment of divine consciousness, emitting the divine glow of the god of lies and deception.

In just a moment, Lin You marked the locations of all the fragments of consciousness and then withdrew from the accountant's "perspective". After that, he fell into a long silence.

The long silence made the accountant uneasy; "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that, as the writer, it seems unnecessary to abide by the cooperation agreement with Patrick Morgan; nor is it necessary to help the Norse pantheon resolve the crisis." Lin You pondered to himself.

The accountant was horrified and felt even more uneasy.

"From the day Loki disappeared, I began to suspect that the God of Lies and Trickery might not have been kidnapped, but was hiding on his own; has He secretly teamed up with the God of Truth?" Lin You seemed to be muttering to himself, or asking a question.

Hiding under the skin of an accountant, Hela was secretly horrified and could only keep reminding herself: "The writer does not know my true identity. These words are not spoken to me."

"Do you think it makes sense?" Lin You suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the accountant, causing Hela, who felt guilty, to feel a little nervous.

"How can I guess what the true God is thinking?" The female Grim Reaper forced herself to remain calm and answered calmly.

"That's right..." Lin You looked away with some disappointment and continued to talk to himself, "But it doesn't hurt to give it a try. For some things, being cautious a hundred times is never too much, but being careless once can cost someone's life."

"How do you want to try?" Hearing the word "try", Hela was terrified; He immediately thought of Agent Ross who had just died, who seemed to have died silently just because the writer wanted to do an "experiment". Lin You did not speak, and what answered Hela was a huge force surging from the depths of the writer's soul. In a trance, a quill pen with a shapeless shape quietly emerged; even with Hela's strength as a true god, she could not see how this pen appeared.

When the writer himself crossed the threshold of true God, the power added by the quill pen became even more astonishing; Hela, who was watching closely, even had the illusion that her own destiny was under its control.

Fortunately, it was just an illusion. Seeing that the restriction on the quill pen was still intact and functioning normally, Hela secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the female god of death soon became nervous again.

What did the writer say he was going to try? It always feels like a bad idea to try something with a quill.

Hela not only disguised herself as an accountant, but also actually embezzled the accountant's divinity; the poor "wild god" had no power to resist the true God, and the little capital he had was completely looted.

If we use the concepts of the Eastern mythology system to explain it, it means that one's innate magical powers were directly taken away by someone.

The accountant's "innate magical power" is very useless, which is to establish a fateful connection between him and the characters in the world of "Red Dead Redemption"; but this "magic power" is crucial in today's environment, and this is why it has brought unnecessary disaster to the accountant - as the saying goes, "it is a crime to possess a treasure."

At this moment, after vaguely guessing the writer's thoughts, Hela immediately activated her divine power as an accountant. At a glance, the female god of death couldn't help but feel a storm in her heart.

Every fragment of consciousness hidden in the soul of the plot character is shining with a strange light. The "causal line" leading to the bottom of the big world is vibrating at an extremely high frequency, like a rapidly plucked string, making a rapid and sharp sound.

"What are you doing?" The female Grim Reaper retained her last bit of rationality and did not immediately attack the writer; because that was not something the "wild god" had the courage to do.

"Isn't this obvious?" Lin You asked with a sneer, "Just send these fragments of consciousness to the bottom of the big world. What about the cooperation of the God of Truth, what about the back-up plan of the God of Lies and Trickery? Whether it's a mess or not is the business of the Norse pantheon. I don't care about them."

“You will completely disrupt the world. It will... it will... the will of the world will not tolerate such behavior that may endanger the stability of the world.” Hela racked her brains, trying to find a reasonable excuse to stop the writer.

The smile on Lin You's face became even colder: "Really? That's perfect! Haven't Loki and Patrick always been guessing how close my relationship with the Great World Will is? It just so happens that I also want to know how tolerant the Great World Will is of me; I'll take this opportunity to test it out."

There was an "experiment" on the left, an "attempt" on the right, and now another "test". Hela felt that her patience and reason were gradually worn out.

At this time, Lin You suddenly laughed out loud: "I knew that I wouldn't be the first one to lose control. When it really comes to a critical moment, these old-fashioned true gods are much less courageous than me. Look, isn't Loki showing up?"

Even with Hela's repeatedly prepared mental state, she was still startled by the appearance of the name "Loki"; she turned her head to look in the direction of the writer's gaze, half surprised and half confused.

There's nothing here, where's Loki's shadow?

The female Grim Reaper suddenly felt a warning in her heart, but it was too late to react.

A "spear" came from behind and pierced Hela's back, achieving a literal "backstab".

(End of this chapter)