Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god - Chapter 447

After Lao Zheng’s comfort, Lin Yu calmed down a little.

Although Ershi had probably found out his identity, as long as it was “found out”, it was completely acceptable to Lin Yu.

After all, it was just like Ershi had definitely been misled by him. As long as the other party was still “investigating”, Lin Yu had a way to interfere with and guide the process.

But Lin Yu could not accept that there was such a person in the world who could “open the box” of you at a glance.

“Come to think of it, even the ‘God of Banquet’ couldn’t see through my true face at that time.”

After confirming that he was relatively “safe”, Lin Yu once again appreciated the struggle between Ershi and Fern as a bystander.

And Ershi, as Lao Zheng predicted, finally took out a transparent bag.

“Name!”

Ershi whispered, and then the darkness around him expanded, repelling all the long swords at that time.

“Haha, are you finally going to buy additional services?” The black cat laughed, “So all the names?”

“Thirteen… No, eleven will do,” Twenty said coldly, “What’s your price?”

“Fifteen pounds of fresh meat, thirty-three apples and oranges, and a tablespoon of ‘gold powder’.”

The black cat spoke human language.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lao Zheng understood.

“So that’s why he doesn’t want to use this trick. He has a contractual relationship with this nightmare!”

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows: “So he’s not as strong as he looks?”

“No, on the contrary, only pure-blooded Abyss Nightmares are qualified to sign a contract with people. If it were an ordinary nightmare, it would definitely be subdued voluntarily,” Lao Zheng whispered, “This nightmare is considered a shining elite, an aristocrat among nightmares.”

“But it doesn’t sound like the price is that high. Fifteen pounds of meat is only thirteen or fourteen pounds, and fruit is not difficult to get… Could it be that the ‘shining gold powder’ is difficult to get?”

“Is this twenty too stingy or poor, so he is reluctant to spend like this?”

If it were Lin Yu, if he only needed to pay for fruits, vegetables and meat, he would have used it long ago.

Old Zheng shook his head: “The rarity of the glittering gold powder in Night Valley is about the same as that of copper mines. Although it is not as common as iron, it is also a cheap material.”

“The key is the way the Nightmare Clan pays the ‘price’. It cannot be ‘purchased’ by you, it must be obtained by you first-hand!”

“In other words, the meat must be hunted and cut by yourself, the fruit must be picked by yourself… He has to scrape the glittering gold powder himself.”

Old Zheng said calmly.

“This is more like a ritual – by the way, don’t forget to feed your soul with your pocket watch.”

“I can’t forget it,” Lin Yu pressed the [Repaired Mist Pocket Watch] on his chest, which was getting hot, “It has been reminding me of this in my soul!”

After using it just now, Lin Yu found that this thing could not be put back into the prop space.

After opening it, it was found that the pointer that had stopped started to reverse – it seemed to mean a countdown of 12 hours.

Afterwards, Lin Yu felt the information fed back to him by this [prop] in his consciousness.

Dedicate the soul of an intelligent life within twelve hours, otherwise…

It will be completely scrapped and can no longer be used.

The only price is to “collect souls” as a [prop], it doesn’t sound as tough as similar [props].

Other [props] will either eat away the soul of the owner, or go berserk…

But the idea conveyed by this pocket watch is to focus on “If you don’t feed me, I will starve to death.”

Lin Yu couldn’t bear to let it starve to death.

He had already chosen the soul to feed the other party.

“Okay, deal!”

Twenty over there also made a deal.

After Twenty responded, the black cat gracefully jumped on his head.

The black cat’s eyes and tail were erected, slowly sweeping across the air.

“Standard one-handed copper sword, the function is an ordinary sword.”

“Quenched ancient sword, an ancient sword, but very hard.”

“Federal soldier sword, ceremonial sword, but can also be used for combat.”

…

The black cat calmly reported the names and functions of the “sharp blades” surrounding Twenty one by one.

And Twenty was writing on the label of the bag.

Old Zheng couldn’t help but sigh.

“He and that cat are like Light Yagami and Misa Amane.”

Lin Yu was surprised: “Have you also read Death Note?”

Lao Zheng’s brain circuit flashed quickly: “I know a little, I know a little.”

Looking at the frequency of Lao Zheng’s flashing and the just-right complaints just now, Lin Yu knew that the other party must not be as simple as knowing a little.

This guy might have a lot of common topics with Chen Zhuo.

While Lin Yu and Lao Zheng were chatting, Er also finished writing!

Then he transformed from Light Yagami into the One-horned Si King holding a diamond cutter.

The plastic-sealed transparent bag opened with a shake, and instantly sucked away a long sword.

Next, he immediately shook the bag again with his backhand, and the long sword shot towards Fern!

“Swish!”

Of course, a long sword could not hurt Fern, she could easily kick the long sword down from the air.

But after kicking it down, Fern obviously could not control the long sword again.

Soon, the sharp blades in the air were constantly sucked away and thrown out, and 11 of the 17 sharp blades were sucked away by Er!

There was a reason why Ershi reported the number eleven.

Because for him, six sharp blades were something he could handle!

“Swish!”

After Ershi threw out the last “flying sword”, Ershi immediately took advantage of the victory and used the dark “nightmare substance” to entangle the remaining six blades at the same time.

The dark substance, like a python, entangled the blades, and no matter how they struggled, they could not get away.

Looking at this scene, Lao Zheng sighed with no surprise.

“Sure enough, there is still an insurmountable gap between the ‘third level’ and the ‘second level’… Even if [exclusive props] are not used, the difference in background brought by the difference in [authority] between them is scary enough.”

Lao Zheng’s judgment was obviously correct-when Fern’s main means of attack were completely restricted, and the [props] of the ‘first level’ and ‘second level’ had been used.

This ‘liar’ obviously had no means left!

Considering common sense, the battle between players has reached this point, and it is obvious that the winner has been decided.

But Lin Yu rarely refuted Lao Zheng.

“You may have a point, but… it’s not over yet.”

He looked at Fern.

“What do you mean, does she have any trump cards?”

Old Zheng was very surprised.

“I don’t know what they are, but I know she has them.”

Lin Yu answered calmly.

Although Fern seemed to be shocked as well…

But Lin Yu could see that the other party was not desperate or depressed after being shocked, but rather had an expression similar to “trouble”.

The same expression happened to appear on Ershi – this was an expression of trouble when having to use a “trumpet” that he didn’t want to use.

“Are you aware of the gap in strength between you and me?”

Ershi looked at Fern and spoke proudly.

Fern sighed slightly.

“Well, you are indeed more difficult to deal with than I thought…”

Then, her expression changed slightly.

Just when Fern’s temperament changed, Lin Yu finally reacted.

“I know, her ‘trumpet’ is the ‘abnormality’ we have always felt!”

Lin Yu said quickly, and Old Zheng also reacted.

“So that’s it, she is not manic or bipolar, nor is she delusional, but…”

Fern’s muttering voice sounded at the same time, overlapping with Old Zheng’s voice.

“She has… a split personality!”

“Azao… let’s swap.”