The Fool of the Gods

[Chaos] is the first god of [Chaos]'s destiny, the prelude of [Chaos], the madness of disorder, and the mortal enemy of [Order].

His will advocates that there is no law in the world at all, and the ultimate of the universe should be chaotic and disordered, so the players who believe in him are often affected by his will and have some abnormality.

If you want to choose the most popular players, [Order] believers are undoubtedly.

But if you want to choose the least popular players, [Depravity], [Annihilation], [Foolishness] and other evil gods' believers should be ranked at the back, and [Chaos] believers should get the first place by a large margin.

Because they not only don't help much in the trial, but often make things worse.

Of course, the "making things worse" here is also a kind of beautification. Out of disgust for rules and trampling on order, they often "maliciously" make trouble.

But this "malice" is out of "goodwill" for them, because they think it is leading the trial to disorder.

And disorder is the "ultimate" of the universe.

Don't stimulate the believers of Chaos too much, just let him go.

Fang Shiqing quickly jumped over Huang Bo and looked at Bailing.

Bailing also waved her hand and said weakly:

"I didn't find any problem. If I have to say, the men here are probably too strong."

She couldn't help licking the corner of her mouth, "They are a little too strong."

"No... This is not right." Fang Shiqing subconsciously filtered out the feverish bird's dirty talk and began to lower her head to think.

If every corner of the memory scene is extremely clear, then there is only one possibility, the owner of the memory knows everyone, so he can complete each individual in the memory.

But according to the previous investigation, the drinkers seem to be strangers.

But how can strangers have such clear memories?

Is someone planning something in the tavern?

While everyone was deep in thought, Cheng Shi raised his glass in boredom and complained:

"Where are the waiters in the bar? Why haven't they come to refill the drinks when they are out of drinks? Shouldn't they always keep an eye on every table and actively serve customers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lu on the opposite side cast a contemptuous look at him as if he was "looking at a slacker".

Bai Ling on the side agreed very much, threw a wink at him, and gave Cheng Shi a new label in her heart: a slacker who enjoys himself.

Fang Shiqing also heard it. At first, she felt quite powerless, thinking that except for the little assassin Ming who was hiding a secret, everyone else was just slacking off.

But for some reason, when she saw Cheng Shi looking around for the waiter, a light suddenly flashed in her mind, and she slammed the book in her hand on the table.

"Bang!" The sound startled everyone.

"Waiter!"

"Ah?"

"?"

Fang Shiqing said excitedly:

"It's the waiter. Cheng Shi is right. Only the waiter will pay attention to the movements of the guests at all tables at all times. Only they are familiar with these guests, so the memory of every corner is clear, because they already know everything here!"

Xu Lu looked at Cheng Shi with wide eyes. Seeing that Cheng Shi was also confused, the shock in her heart was a little less.

It seems that he didn't expect it either. It was probably a lucky coincidence...

Cheng Shi really acted very confused. He tried to open his eyes as wide as possible, blinked quickly a few times, and said confusedly:

"Did I say that?"

Fang Shiqing looked at him meaningfully, and quickly stood up to contact each waiter.

It's not that she didn't hear the waiter's conversation in the previous investigation, but for the drinkers, the waiter said too little and there was little useful information, so she quickly skipped it.

Seeing her move so quickly, Cheng Shi kindly reminded her:

"Go slow, my dear. The drinkers here are so strong and have drunk so much. They have bad tempers. Don't irritate them with your haste. If they fight, we will be in danger!"

This sounded like a hindrance. Xu Lu, who was following behind Fang Shiqing, looked back with a hint of anger. Even A Ming, who had just stood up, glanced back at Cheng Shi awkwardly.

"Cheng Shi, you..."

But Fang Shiqing was stunned when she heard this, and a flash of inspiration came to her mind again.

People's memories are not completely objective reproductions, but often have subjective biases.

There is a saying that goes, "I see things from my perspective, so things are all colored by me", which is the best portrayal of memory.

If the drinkers in this memory scene are generally strong, it means that the memory entity is likely to subjectively think that these drinkers are strong when they come into contact with them.

In reverse, this person is likely to be very thin, and thinner than ordinary people.!

A thin waiter is most likely the answer to this memory!

Fang Shiqing's eyes lit up, and she glanced at Cheng Shi again. Seeing that he was still playing dumb, she didn't expose him, but just took Ming upstairs quickly.

"I remember you said that there was a waiter sleeping in the lounge upstairs?"

Ming immediately thought back and replied: "Yes, he is taller, thinner, and his legs are a bit disabled."

"That's him!"

Fang Shiqing walked upstairs without looking back, and the other two followed closely. Seeing that she seemed to have found the answer, Bailing immediately stood up and prepared to catch up.

When passing by Cheng Shi, she gently slid the back of Cheng Shi's hand with her nails, and said with a sweet smile:

"I underestimated you, big brother."

At the same time, she gave Cheng Shi a new label in her heart: a master of fried fish.

Cheng Shi smiled and ignored her.

Fang Shiqing led everyone to the rest room with a locked door. A Ming just pointed at the keyhole on the door with his finger, and the door opened.

"What is this?" Xu Lu asked in surprise.

"Professional talent, finger key." A Ming replied shyly.

Cheng Shi silently raised A Ming's rating in his heart, because this talent is A-level, and it is not easy to brush A-level.

And this talent is indeed an assassin profession, which means that he did not lie about his profession.

He concealed the score.

In this case, is he believing in [Order] or [War]?

Fang Shiqing stepped into the dark room, stretched out her hand and tore a page of paper from the book, shook it in the air, and the paper immediately shrank into a lantern, illuminating the entire room.

A melodious song came from the paper lantern: "God~ bring light~, people~ sing for this~"

The trick of the well-informed poet finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Tsk, it sounds pretty nice."

The voice was obviously Fang Shiqing's own voice. Cheng Shi didn't expect that this English teacher would be so charming when singing ballads.

But the door opening and singing still woke up the resting waiter. He opened his eyes in confusion, looked at a group of people standing in front of him, and said with some fear:

"You...if you need help, you can go to Zhaduo. I'm off work."

Fang Shiqing smiled at the waiter and said:

"We are here to find you."

"Looking for me?" The waiter was a little scared. He grabbed his quilt and said in a trembling voice: "I don't seem to know you..."

"Don't be afraid, we are not here to cause trouble to you."

She looked back at Cheng Shi and winked.

Cheng Shi understood her thoughts and cast a calming spell on the waiter, and also cast a hypnotic spell.

After all, he is a priest, and he has all the basic skills.

Fang Shiqing praised with a smile, then turned back and said:

"Calm down, think carefully, everything you see is just your memory, this is already the past tense, now you should not indulge in memories, right?"

The waiter's eyes became more and more confused, and then nodded:

"Yes, yes, I remember, this is my memory."

"Hu——"

"Hua La..."

As his voice fell, the waiter's whole body suddenly shattered like a mirror, dissipated into countless stars, and then slowly gathered into a deep blue passage door like a mirror.

The answer is correct, the players have found a way out of this layer of memory.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Shiqing raised her eyebrows, indicating that everyone could leave in an orderly manner.

"Huang Bo hasn't come up yet..." Ming reminded carefully.

"Don't worry about him, let's go first."

Cheng Shi pouted and stepped in first.

Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at Fang Shiqing in front of him. They understood each other's eyes.

Fang Shiqing said: I know you are playing dumb.

Cheng Shi said: Aba Aba Aba.

Seeing that Cheng Shi, who was not working hard, took the lead, Xu Lu twisted her hands behind Fang Shiqing and whispered:

"What kind of person is this? He is the most active at this time."

Fang Shiqing smiled and complained in her heart:

"What kind of man would like this kind of clamp? Silly, so pitiful."

Everyone followed, and Ming fell behind. He looked downstairs in confusion and turned around and stepped in after a long time.

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