Chapter 08: The Clown (Second Watch) (Ch 08)

【Undercover Tips】
[1: There are two people in total, and they have unique codes for each other]
[2: If a companion dies in the same camp, he will be punished]
[3: Enemies are religious believers and fanatics. Do not attack people of other identities, otherwise you will be punished.]
[4: When investigating church information, you must find the truth, but you may not necessarily solve the truth]
[5: The Church will do everything in its power to find you and kill you, so please be careful]
[6: Non-combat state, with two opportunities to impersonate others and deceive others, lasting for five hours]
……
It’s a very simple hint, verified by Yue Gong and Rick. If the two hadn’t compared the answers in advance, the credibility should be very high.
Yuki stroked the hilt of the knife, his eyes gradually becoming strange. This prompt was completely different from the Judge’s. How to put it, it seemed like it was specially prepared for PVE.
‘No wonder they don’t dare to contact players. No wonder they dare not speak out against me. Even if they kill players, they will be punished. This is a typical Seven Wounds Fist.’
‘Hint 4 should be related to the mission reward. If you want to get a higher rating, you should pretend to be a cultist and sneak into the inner chamber. This is an operation that will take three years after another three years.’
This is of course extremely difficult, but looking at it all it is not too daunting and is quite flexible.
“You found the problem but didn’t solve it. If you want to get a C-level evaluation and just get through 50 hours, you can’t compare with me.”
Yuki shook his head slightly. Judge’s tip 1: Eliminate all the fanatics, and you will exceed the sum of their five points.
This involves fighting and identification, and Yuki still only has a rough idea of ​​it.
Well, generally speaking, these two people have the same goal as mine. They will find the truth, and I will solve it.
Of course, there is still a problem, such as telling the secret code to other players to pretend to be undercover contacts and then deceive my trust, but these two people…
Yuki looked at Rick, who had a bright smile on his face, and Yuegong, whose expression was invisible.
They shouldn’t be able to perform such a complicated operation. The situation just now was urgent enough. Unless we have a strong relationship like me, the senior, and Hayasaka, the acting cannot reach such a level.
Yuuki leaned back on the couch and relaxed a little, things were going well and now there was only one problem left.
“What have you achieved since entering the dungeon?” Yuki asked.
“I completed ‘actively reunited with companions and led them out of danger’ and was rewarded with one reinforcement point.” The girl said immediately without hiding anything. She noticed that Yuki’s sitting posture changed and he also relaxed.
Although it is not certain whether he is the Judge, at least he is not an enemy.
“You have only one dungeon experience, but your last dungeon rating was BA?”
The girl was a little nervous this time, and nodded dejectedly: “That’s right.”
Now that she has been seen through and her qualifications and task evaluation are known, she can no longer keep any cards to herself.
A little worse than Thomas, but almost the same.
Yuki has seen the other side fight, and most of his skills are in archery, and his close combat ability is within the range of ordinary people. According to the information from the tyrant, the reward for an A-level evaluation is 1 specialization point and 1 reinforcement point. It is good enough to be able to specialize in one thing.
He noticed that the girl’s longbow was not a Chaos Item, but it was made of very fine materials and must have cost a lot.
“Use your reinforcement points to upgrade the longbow. No matter how much money you spend on this bow, there is a qualitative difference between chaos items and ordinary items.”
The girl was slightly startled. She didn’t expect Yuki to guide her. It was considered a gesture of goodwill, so she nodded quickly.
She had intended to do this anyway, just like Rick’s pistol with unlimited magazines, which was a level that real technology could never reach.
“What about you? When did this gun become a chaos tool?” Yuki turned and looked at the police officer.
After seeing how sharp the old players’ eyes were, Rick dared not hide anything and quickly told them everything he knew.
The pistol was something he brought from the real world, but it was enhanced into an Alienation Grade (Level 2) Chaos Item during the Novice Orientation, with no side effects and the ability to have an unlimited magazine.
It’s a little worse than what Hayasaka Ai did at the beginning. She has to change the magazine after firing fifteen bullets, but it’s better than nothing.
Yuki immediately lost interest, and his hand stroking the hilt of the sword paused for a moment. So the question was:
Neither of them gained any benefit from killing the townspeople, so why didn’t I receive any achievement notification after I killed four in a row?
Either the quantity or quality is not enough, or there is no similar achievement in this copy, or –
Yuki raised his head and looked at the alley outside. The last ray of afterglow had disappeared, the town entered night, and shouting could be heard in the distance.
Or, other players got there first.
……
Somewhere in the town, a sickening and rich smell of blood wafted in the air.
Tick. Tick.
The dripping sound continued, as if the faucet was not turned off.
There was no light on in the house, and everything was plunged into darkness. Occasionally, patrolling townspeople holding torches passed by the window, and the little light from the fire illuminated the house.
The old man stood in front of the window, looking outside with empty eyes, but from the perspective inside the room, one could see that only half of the old man’s body was visible, like a coat worn on a fashion model.
This was just a piece of human skin, but the living room was filled with skinless human torsos, which looked like flower pots, with limbs randomly inserted into their bodies.
A clown stood nearby, admiring a human flower pot made up of a family of six, holding an exaggeratedly large pair of scissors in his hands.
Click.
A woman’s finger fell to the ground. The clown held his chin and admired it for a few seconds, then nodded with satisfaction.
“Well, I’ve got the sense of balance. It turns out that I can be more free in the dungeon. It’s a pity that I can’t let them call and prune the living things.” He walked around twice as if he was learning gardening, and then put the scissors in his fingers and spun them, light as if they were weightless. He stared at the ‘potted plant’ and shouted without turning his head:
“It’s better to appreciate art openly than to go out and appreciate it. I like the feeling of being praised by others.”
“Who the hell wants to praise you perverts.”
An irritable voice came from the ceiling, and Pan Zi, wearing a flowered shirt, jumped into the living room, stepped on the soft carpet, and jumped directly to the window.
What a pervert! Just kill people, why bother fiddling with it like this? The carpet is soaked in blood.
He remembered the rumors and frowned, “You perverts, you bring your habits from the dungeon back to reality, aren’t you afraid of being punished by the game?”
After being caught doing something so disgusting, the correction is too severe for most players to bear, so they are deliberately wiped out.
“I’m used to that kind of punishment. If I’m not caught, the game won’t be exposed, so there’s no chance of being wiped out.” The clown didn’t look back and continued to trim the ‘potted plant’. “You’re from ‘Daytime’, right? Is your companion the Phantom Thief or the Black Sword?”
“How do you know?”
“Hahaha, I’ve worked with some of you before, that kind of pragmatic approach is something that ordinary players can’t pretend to have, or they’re already shouting for war and killing.”
“I also want to kill you, you pervert.” Pan Zi was guessed, but he did not hesitate to express his disgust.
“But you still choose to cooperate, regardless of good or evil, and do your best to utilize the value of others. Isn’t this your principle of ‘Day’?” The clown picked up a piece of women’s underwear to wipe his hands, then put it in front of his nose and took a deep breath, then put it down refreshed.
He didn’t go to the sofa, but sat directly on the potted plant, with a smile on his face, and asked in a strange tone: “So you are here to cooperate, tell me, what do you want me to do?”
“What if I say no?”
“No?” The clown was still laughing, and he raised his index finger and flicked it lightly in front of his face.
bite.
As if a guitar string was touched, a faint blood light shot out, and then as if some laser wall was activated, the living room was filled with thin red lines.
It was densely packed, covering every inch of space. After a moment, the red lines disappeared all together, as if hidden in the darkness.
The corner of Pan Zi’s eyes twitched. He moved his arms but didn’t touch anything. The spider-web-like red line just now was just an illusion.
Extremely dangerous, damn, that organization is really full of lunatics and perverts!
If he hadn’t known that the two sides had cooperated in reality, he would never have dared to come, and he also scolded his teammates.
Why should I deal with this lunatic?
Although he complained, he knew that it would be difficult to get out of this situation if he didn’t get it done, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:
“We drew the ‘ordinary person’ and can freely choose good or evil according to the prompts, so cooperate. I brought a tool for signing a contract, which can only be used once. It’s just right for you.”
He took out a pen, but there were only a few drops of ink left, so he could probably only write two lines.
The clown ignored him, carefully cleaning his blood-red nails, and asked casually: “You are very unhappy with me, why do you still force yourself? It would be nice to find someone else.”
“You are a pervert, but they may be even more perverted than you.” The man answered without thinking, and seeing the funny smile on the clown’s face, he raised his hands as if surrendering:
“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you the truth. We both have someone to vouch for us. Even if you’re crazy and perverted, you’re a little more reliable.”
Yes, in the reincarnation game, there is no good or evil. What matters is whether you are reliable or not. At least the two parties have cooperated in reality. If they really want to turn against each other, they have to think for two more seconds. They are much more reliable than goodies and saints.
The coldest interests.
The clown nodded slightly, enjoying the feeling of being hated and needed at the same time. Seeing Pan Zi heaving a sigh of relief and taking out the contract props, he reached out to stop him.
“Don’t use this stuff. I hate the feeling of being tied down, and I don’t want to play charades with you.”
Pan Zi narrowed his eyes immediately. How could he dare to believe a madman without using the contract props?
“Don’t look at me like that. Okay, let’s just sign a contract where I need to tell the truth, okay?”
“Okay.” The man nodded gently, not wanting to test the madman’s patience.
Both parties quickly wrote down their names. The content was very simple, that is, it was limited to the current copy mission and both parties must tell the truth.
Before Pan Zi could ask any questions, the clown took the initiative to speak.
“Yes, I am a ‘cultist’. Do you know why I want to make a human potted plant?”
Pan Zi turned his head to look at the large piece of bloody abstract art, his lips moved, but he finally shook his head in confusion.
“The cultist is perfect for me. You should be able to guess that the cultist should be as fanatical as possible, and there is a core hint in it.”
“Every once in a while, players must please the gods in their own way, and this——”
He suddenly stood up, his painted face full of piety, and saluted in the direction of the church:
“That is the highest respect I offer to God.”

Người mua: Thuần Ái Chiến Thần, 14/06/2024 19:05