The Fool of the Gods

Cheng Shi turned his head to look at Bai Ling for a long time, and the perverted smile on his lips made Bai Ling misunderstand for a while.

She smiled meaningfully and threw a wink at Cheng Shi, thinking that she had met a fellow traveler.

As a result, when the sensory hunting was launched, she found that there was no desire in the opponent's emotions, as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and even no mark could be marked.

She smiled on her face, but in her heart she labeled Cheng Shi:

Eunuch or gay.

Cheng Shi naturally didn't know all this. He realized his impoliteness and retracted his gaze.

This game is interesting.

Three men, three women; three singers, three non-singers; three glasses, three non-glasses.

It's really symmetrical.

But to be honest, the singer profession tends to be auxiliary, and there are really many idiots in it.

The strong ones are really strong, first-class big assistants, and those who have used them all say they are good.

The weak ones are really weak, pure idiots.

Unlike a nurse, who can still nurse a little bit if she has poor talent, the singer's professional skills are weak, and the ability depends entirely on talent.

If the talent is not good, the bonus status given is simply crazy.

Let me give you an inappropriate example: in the battlefield torrent where people are killed like mowing grass, our singer sings a song and gives our soldiers a buff that whets their appetite.

You say it is a buff, it is indeed a buff.

You say it is useful, what is it for? Eat more enemy troops?

It is really useless.

But judging from the current situation, at least this big wave English teacher still looks like a reliable one.

"I didn't find an opposing belief, so I showed my cards to improve efficiency."

Fang Shiqing smiled and took out a book and put it on the table.

"See through the essence, see the truth, I am His believer."

The singer of [Truth], a well-informed poet.

A great profession that can write skills into pages and use them at any time.

Ming stared at her with wide eyes, then turned to look at the uncle [Chaos], his face tightened.

"Are you sure he doesn't believe [Foolishness]?"

Fang Shiqing smiled and nodded, then said solemnly:

"The situation may be a little complicated, but I believe everyone should have a sense of cooperation. In the puzzle of [Memory], the more people there are, the higher the efficiency, isn't it?"

"Sister, you said it very well. I don't need to introduce myself. The image you think of in your mind is me."

Bai Ling agreed with a smile, and then drank the last drop of wine in the bottle.

"Let's start quickly. While my desire is not so strong, I can still help you."

Seeing that a singer with 2000 points has mastered the rhythm, Cheng Shi honestly became a slacker.

The goal of the memory puzzle is often to break through the intertwined memories, find the owner of the final memory, and leave the puzzle through "it".

In other words, it is to determine which layer of memory you are in, and then crack it layer by layer to reach the ending.

To put it simply: find the exit in Inception.

Everyone knew that the layer they were in could not be the last puzzle, so they were ready to go find clues after their own [Command].

Seeing Cheng Shi bowed his head and did not speak, Xu Lu on the opposite side suddenly said:

"I... I have a clue."

Fang Shiqing raised her eyebrows, but looked at Cheng Shi with a playful expression.

She seemed to have a magic that could judge the relationship between people, and she saw that there was a subtle connection between the two.

"What clues?"

"None of the believers of [Existence] said they had any clues, but the believers of [Nothingness] had the clues first. Are you... a prophet?"

"Hiss--headache."

Xu Lu pursed her lips and nodded in confusion:

"Yes, I am a prophet. I saw a scene that we will experience today. This may be very helpful for us to find clues. After all, we only have 12 hours."

The prophet can foresee the near future by rolling the dice, but can only see one of the countless destiny lines in the future, and there is even the possibility of failure.

Fate is always changing, and no one can be sure whether the foreseen future will come.

But this does not prevent it from being a guide.

Ming blinked: "When did you complete the [Enlightenment]? Just now?"

The [Enlightenment] of [Destiny] is divination, that is, throwing the "Dice of Destiny" in your hand.

But the result of this divination is very obscure. Often, only when the trial is over, players will link the divination points with the ending.

When Xu Lu just woke up, she quietly threw the dice of fate on her thigh and got a score of 5. She was a little afraid that this number indicated the number of people who survived in the end, so she had to think of a way to ensure her safety.

Although the player opposite [existence] may not beIt is an opposing belief. Although the priest's damage ability is not high, and his score is lower than hers...

But she doesn't want to take risks.

"Yes, my score is not high, and I am not smart. I need to team up with others to explore so as not to be a drag..."

This is obviously a condition. Cheng Shi smiled and said nothing. Bailing rolled her eyes, and Huang Bo was still scratching his head.

But A Ming was very warm-hearted. He gave a step and continued: "Then you..."

Xu Lu didn't say anything and looked at Fang Shiqing.

This thigh is very thick, and everyone can see it.

Fang Shiqing smiled and didn't refuse.

Xu Lu breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"There are two prophecies in total. Yesterday I saw someone die today, and the points thrown were 9. Just now, I saw a woman with a ring holding up a teacup, and the points thrown were 4."

"You have 1600 points in the ladder, and the dice of fate probably only has 10 sides?"

Xu Lu nodded.

"Is the dead man or woman?"

Xu Lu shook her head and said grimly: "The revelation of fate is not clear. I only saw someone lying in a pool of blood..."

The larger the number, the higher the possibility of occurrence, which means that it is very likely that someone will die today.

Everyone's face obviously sank because of this prophecy, especially A Ming, who looked at Huang Bo opposite in panic.

As for women...

Cheng Shi looked around and found that there didn't seem to be many women in this bar except for his table.

Even if there were, there seemed to be no teacups on the table in the tavern.

Perhaps, this scene corresponds to a certain memory in the next step.

"Time is running out, don't guess randomly, focus on the investigation, and each of you should carry out the [Decree] first. Regardless of whether there are clues or not, we will gather in one hour. Let's start calibrating the time now. Everyone should have a watch, right?"

Fang Shiqing rolled up her sleeves, revealing an exquisite ladies' watch on her wrist, and continued:

"I noticed that the sunset outside the window has just sunk into the horizon. According to the previous [Memory] puzzle, there will be 10-15 minutes of preparation time. We will deduct this part of time and anchor this moment at 12:00. Countdown, is there any problem?"

Seeing that others began to calibrate the time, Fang Shiqing neatly put away the watch and began to prepare for the [Decree] of [Truth].

But at this moment, Cheng Shi smiled and took out six pocket watches and distributed them to everyone.

Seeing Xu Lu's eyes widening across from him, he said meaningfully:

"If you don't mind, it's better to use my pocket watch.

I have anchored the time, 12:00 is the moment we enter the trial, and calibrated all the pocket watches. This watch will tell time 5 minutes, 3 minutes and 1 minute before the time. Everyone should pay attention to maintain your own state..."

This set of rhetoric completely copied Cao San Sui's speech. It's not because Cheng Shi has nothing else to say, but because Cheng Shi's current "belief" [time] was also stolen from him.

Even the belief was stolen, so stealing one more speech is not too much.

The memory returned to the last trial. In the wood elf tree house where everyone was knocked down, Cheng Shi smiled evilly and touched everyone's pockets, took out their pocket watches, plucked the time string, and made each pocket watch turn one hour less.

Then, for the sake of safety, he tensed his nerves and waited outside alone until everyone woke up one after another, then pretended to wake up at the same time and shared his "sleep experience" with everyone.

In this way, he deceived everyone.

He also deceived the Time Battlefield.

Because the Time Battlefield did start at an hour and ended at an hour.

It was just that this hour was one hour earlier than the Time Walker thought.

So...

Today, Cheng Shi is a believer in [Time], the Forgotten Doctor.

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