"The situation changes so quickly. One second everything was fine, and suddenly everything was very unfavorable to me. First of all, I can no longer use 'fairness' to benefit myself.
Next, I need to complete the [cost event] 'turn on the piety switch', and also achieve the [result] that makes you 'suffering from serious illness', which is quite difficult in itself. "
The lawyer at the end of the line leaned forward and propped up his chin. He didn't know when he suddenly started to chatter and couldn't stop talking.
"I can't just look at the results, but also consider how the results will come about, otherwise the shortcomings will be added to my head in the end."
"It seems I have to work harder." He even said a little worriedly.
"'Turn on the piety switch'. So it's a switch?"
Yi Cha didn't have time to worry about his opponent's changes, so he asked questions while checking his own body.
The effect of being smaller in the Mysterious Tunnels hasn't been mitigated or eliminated over time, which is definitely not good news. The spells he added to himself to resist this effect all have a duration, and there is not enough corresponding energy to maintain them all the time.
When these spells of his own disappear, his body will probably shrink to one-tenth of its current size - the tabletop at that time will not just be a flat land, but will become a continent that is difficult for him to cross.
That's when things got really bad.
"Yes." The lawyer from the terminal replied sincerely. "A one-way switch. It can only be turned on. In other words, since I chose to play this card, I must complete the [cost event], and then I must remain pious."
"'Piety'?"
He checked his thoughts and continued the conversation as if nothing had happened. "Yes. What does this word mean? You can explain it."
"No explanation is needed. It's not because I don't want to, but it's not necessary." said Dingmin's lawyer. "Because it had already started. For me, the switch had flipped, the moment I played that card."
[Disgust] The coldly gleaming card was hanging high in the air. From the inspection, it was as big as some kind of instrument that could cut off the head quickly.
Yi Cha passed under the metal piece and looked at the huge red figure opposite for a while to confirm that what he said was true.
The terminal lawyer does appear to be a bit pious.
Because he immediately said in a tone full of strange enthusiasm
"So? Can you take the initiative to get sick? I need to make you 'seriously ill', and I ask for your help."
Yi Cha thought for a moment and then said, "Huh?"
"I can no longer tell white lies. I am now completely honest with you."
The finishing lawyer balled up his hands into a blur of red balls. "Lies and 'piety' violated."
Icha glanced at him. "So you have to be 'honest'?"
"More than honest."
"Still have an attitude?"
"And attitude."
"I discovered it. I have a good attitude." Yi Cha said. "However, I can't take the initiative to get sick. I have no intention of helping you."
"Really not?"
The terminal lawyer touched the table with his hand, and five crystal clear bottles rose up in the red mist and were arranged in front of him.
He picked up the flask on the left.
Inside was half a bottle of dark green viscous liquid.
"Just drink a little of the contents of this bottle - for you now, you can swim in it, that's fine."
The lawyer at the end said kindly and handed the bottle to Yi Cha. "With just a little bit, you will be so sick that you can't even lift your head. The [result] of this card will be achieved. The points on the card will be added to your tray."
These words were very sincere, calm, and justified, so natural that they almost caused a new kind of hallucination - if one were not strong-willed enough, it would be easy to think that what he said was right.
"No," Icha said.
He is completely unaffected by this and will definitely not agree.
In fact, there is no need to answer, if you are not a little curious about how the other party will handle this inevitable rejection.
"Oh. Please." The terminal lawyer did not give up and begged. "This is the most direct method and will make things much easier. You know. You can't win at all."
His true thoughts are really not surprising at all.
"I'm sure not." Yi Cha said simply. "Forget that thought. If your show ends here, then the settlement begins and it's my turn to play my cards."
"All right."
said the terminal lawyer. "All right."
He didn't say much, took back the bottle of dark green potion-oil, or something similar, and threw it back.
"Gu".
The bottle hit the wall and sank into it like a beast eaten by a swamp.
The lawyer at the end point neatly picked up another narrow-mouthed bottle on the far right. This bottle had a closed mouth - the inside was evenly filled with gentle light pink.
He swung the bottle toward the table.
Click.
Transparent fragments flew everywhere, and the narrow-mouth bottle was smashed into pieces in the center of the table. All the light pink gas ran out - it seemed that it would not be diluted, it swelled into a huge air ball in one moment, and spread directly to the entire room the next second.
Isaac had already held his breath.
Just a subconscious slap with one hand.
When the exposed skin came into contact with the pink gas, it suddenly became painful and itchy, and lumps appeared on the fingertips.
Fortunately, the other hand had been prepared in advance and had already taken out a small statue. The statue twisted its arms into a weird angle, flipped it over and enlarged a simple crystal cup, covering Yi Cha's whole body to isolate harmful gases.
It took a while.
Through the transparent cup wall and the pink cloud of disease, he was able to see the current situation - the lawyer at the end was sitting safely in his original position, the inner ring J and the other newly added clip girl were motionless, maintaining the same position as before ten minutes His posture didn't seem to be affected in any way.
Turning his gaze, he met big black eyes with an amplitude of 300 innocent people - the red light in his eyes flickered steadily, which meant "I'm fine".
The structures are all safe and sound.
The gas appears to be targeting just his body.
That means...
Will be affected——
And Ke Qier.
Yi Cha picked up the crystal cup, turned around and flew towards Ke Qier quickly.
The tortured angel's face turned gray, like a huge white, plaster-like statue.
The light pink gas was like an invisible yet extremely efficient seal in the air, which had already printed bumps one after another on his body. The red and swollen marks continued to increase, spreading rapidly on the skin of his forehead and neck.
Isaac sat on the back of his chair.
He hasn't fully mastered the rules of this hallucination space yet... The small gray room where he is located is in the middle of the entire space. It would be much easier if he could start sorting it out from a corner...
He took a deep breath and kicked down.
"It won't do you any good." The lawyer's voice came slowly.
The body has not yet recovered and is now only the size of a thumb. One kick naturally doesn't have much power.
He did not rely on the power of this kick.
It's the resulting rule changes.
The floor under the chair lost its hardness, and began to loosen like quicksand, slowly at first, and then faster and faster, swallowing up Keqier and the seat together.
The next moment, the floor returned to its original state.
Clean and tidy.
"It's so smart." The lawyer at the end said sincerely. "So, where did you hide him?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Yi Cha said coldly.
"I really don't know. The piety switch has been turned on, and I can only tell the truth." said the lawyer at the end. "By the way, I have to remind you that you obviously let him leave the game, and now you only have one 'placeholder' left. Losing another one will directly end this game."
"You lose." He pointed at the camp symbol of [Fear]——
The light and particle flow emitted from the black ball riddled with holes have stopped.
