"Can't detect it?" Chen Qing was stunned when he heard this. He looked up and saw that Bu Zhaozhao's face was extremely magnanimous.
"You were... tested?"
Chen Qing frowned and asked again: "You are obviously just a soul...why..."
"The soul doesn't mean that you can't use non-relics. Just like the typewriter I signed a contract with you, some things are meant for the soul to operate. It's not surprising."
She explained frankly and continued to Chen Qing: "The key issue is not here.
The key is that among the routes I predicted, all the routes of The Man with a Thousand Faces are missing, which is completely unprecedented in history..."
"Doesn't exist?" He looked strange.
"It happened twice."
"Isn't that okay?"
"But the observation of those two non-relics became invalid only when we were climbing Level A."
His expression remained the same as before, but Bu Zhaozhao became much more cautious: "I don't know what this is... but I heard my sister's advice, the danger may be greater than the benefit, so let it go first."
He looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking in his mind. Seeing that he was silent, Bu Zhaozhao could not continue to persuade him.
But having said that, she still gave useful advice: "If you insist on promotion, there are two ways to obtain promotion. One is to reverse the high-level non-relics to judge the materials and routes.
The second is obtained through shrines. "
Her figure faded and her voice faded away: "You can figure it out yourself."
He listened to the words that disappeared in his ears and tapped his fingertips lightly on the window sill.
Shrines and high-level non-relics...
Not that easy to get.
He was silent and turned his gaze to the screen behind him.
On the chat group website, the number of people online has grown to six.
"Welcome to join the Hidden Ones Forum. This forum aims at mutual benefit and mutual help.
Please pay attention to protecting your own privacy and security in the forum. The forum only guarantees all comments made in the forum and cannot guarantee your offline safety. "
In the chat interface of the forum, messages posted by the system popped up first.
The interface is very simple. Less than two to three centimeters above the chat record is the number of people online, and the chat area below is pure white with no other function keys.
Only at the bottom, a faintly flashing cursor is working hard to prove itself.
"Welcome to this forum." - Thousand Faces Man
"Who are you? You look familiar with this forum." - Albinism
"Don't pry for other people's information casually. No one in this forum wants their name to be known to others." - Thousand Faces Man
"But you look familiar with this forum." - Albinism.
"He's right. Are you related to this forum?" -Hunter
"This is a matter of fees." - Thousand Faces Man
After a brief silence, his cursor started blinking again.
"But this time I am willing to provide it to you for free. This forum requires some basic trust to continue.
I am willing to lead by example.
Regarding your question, yes or no. All. "
Outside the screen, there was a girl holding her hair with a pale face. A lot of brown hair fell off her young screen. She looked at the words on the screen and thought a lot.
“Yes, it’s because it’s not my first time entering this forum.
No, it's because I have nothing to do with this website.
This website...or rather this organization has been around for a long time.
Every appearance is accompanied by a catastrophe.
I happened to be there the last time it came out.
And hundreds of years later, I just joined here again. ”——Man with a Thousand Faces
"So you entered the Hidden Ones twice?" - Sailor
"Yes." - The Man with a Thousand Faces
“So I have some…some knowledge of this place.
For example: This is an organization of extraordinary people.
For example: You all have something you want or want to know.
Here, even knowledge can be traded.
The Secret One will give some opportunity rewards to those whose transaction volume or activity level reaches the standard. ”——Man with a Thousand Faces
"Since you have a chance, why not hide it and tuck it in." ——Hunter
"There has to be an extra person who knows. (Helpless expression)" - Thousand-Faced Man
"Oh? This year's Hidden Ones didn't load emoji expressions?" - Thousand-Faced Man
"..."——Fairy tale author
"It's interesting, I like it." - fairy tale author
"But how can we guarantee that everything we get will not be lost? Besides, the other party has given away the information - or the information is wrong. Isn't this a big loss?" - Albinism
In the jungle, there was an ape-man holding a dead tree in his arms, and the faint light on his face illuminated the grass.
Behind him, the bodies of about six or seventy-eight people lay quietly elsewhere.
"Someone can't bear it anymore..." He murmured softly: "I can't bear it anymore either... Come on, hurry up."
"Then we can give it a try." - The Thousand-Faced Man.
"It's just right. After all, hundreds of years have passed, and I also want to try to see if the Hidden One's non-relics still work." - Thousand-Faced Man
After he finished speaking, and the five people in front of the screen saw these words, a transaction prompt popped up on their screens in the next second.
"The Man with a Thousand Faces is applying to initiate transactions with albinos, hunters, sailors, and fairy tale authors."
On the screen, they all clicked to agree to the application.
The moment they agreed, they saw the Thousand-Faced Man's head jump to the center of the screen.
“Next, I will make two transactions with you.
Once upon a time, you can treat a false message as a commodity and I will buy it.
Under normal circumstances, this purchase would be blocked by the website.
Next, I will give you a piece of common sense in the extraordinary world. In this way, it will be fine. "
The four people's thoughts sank, but they immediately responded.
"I'm a man." - Deal rejected.
"There is a god in this world." - Permission denied.
"I am silicon-based life." - Deal rejected.
"My hair is colored." - Deal rejected.
He looked at the information on the screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was happy.
He tapped the keyboard and a line of words was entered on the screen.
"There is a God in this world." - Verification successful.
