"That makes sense."
At this moment, there was a sound of trampling leaves nearby.
A transparent figure slowly walked over.
As if wearing an invisibility cloak, the figure in a red Lolita skirt pushed through the grass and walked over. A few dark leaves fell on his shoulders, and the light slowly flowed on his delicate face.
Lu Shu cautiously raised the finger with the butterfly on it, but Su Mingan smiled as if he expected Yamada Machichi to follow him.
"Then you, Yamada Town, will be the 'third layer'." Su Mingan took off a dark leaf next to him and observed the condition of the polluted plant: "People on this third layer thought of another, more terrifying The possibility. For example - there are many 'ghosts', more than they can imagine..."
Lu Shu's expression changed slightly.
"Under normal circumstances, we would think that in this kind of game where ghosts catch people, the number of ghosts should be less than three, or definitely less than the number of people, right?" Su Mingan said: " But in my opinion, this rule has been biased towards 'people'."
As he spoke, he tore the blade in his hand and made a crisp sound: "... In this way, the game is not fair at all."
He emphasized the word 'unfair' very strongly.
He looked at the leaves in his hands.
These leaves were as brittle as paper, as if they had been scorched by fire, and had a burnt smell, not as vibrant as ordinary leaves.
...This should be the influence of the so-called curse, the curse floating in the black mist at night, which polluted them like this.
"Unfair?" Lu Shu felt that he had almost become a repeater.
It wasn't that he was so stupid that he couldn't think for himself. In fact, he could figure out what Su Mingan said after careful analysis, but at this time, he just wanted to listen to what the other person said.
This was his subconscious stance when communicating with Su Ming'an.
"Yes, the rules are too biased towards 'humans'. As a risky identity, 'ghosts' only have the privilege of touching people's necks during the day, but 'humans' can actually spar with 'ghosts' at night. This is not fair at all." Su Mingan said: "So, I guess the number of 'ghosts' should be much more than we expected, even...more than half."
"And the people on the fourth floor...the people on the fourth floor realize everything I said above. Moreover, they will deliberately say everything like me to judge the identities of other people." Su Ming'an glanced at Lu Shu: " For example, Lu Shu, you should be... a 'ghost'."
Lu Shu hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"Your way of asking questions has always been very 'ghostly'." Su Mingan said: "Judging from your expression, you should be too..."
"I won't lie to you." Lu Shu said.
"Okay, let's end the analysis here." Su Mingan threw away the broken leaves in his hands and looked at Yamada: "You followed us secretly all the way, do you want to hear the identities of Lu Shu and me?"
Yamada Machichi coughed slightly and looked away: "Although I mean that...but I want to thank you more."
"Um?"
"Seventh World, you saved me, thank you very much." Yamada Machichi bowed: "In return, I will be your helper in this world. You can do whatever you want with me."
He was referring to Su Mingan and Xie Lude's joint efforts to drive away the sea monster and prevent everyone from being wiped out.
Although that action was an indispensable part of Su Ming'an's perfect clearance, and he did not intentionally save Yamada, Yamada's temperament was such that as a beneficiary, he would not ignore the benefits he received.
Unlike those players who kept chattering and scolded the first player for insisting on taking the wrong route even after being rescued, Yamada Machichi was a person who saw clearly.
In fact, his behavior can easily win the favor of others.
Among the players at the top of the list, no one is his absolute mortal enemy.
Lu Shu frowned: "Who knows what you will do with this opportunity."
He doesn't trust Yamada Machichi.
He felt that this man was like an onion, peeling off one layer and another. When Yamada Machichi unreservedly asked Su Ming'an about "the meaning of life" in the fourth world, repaid Su Ming'an, and then took the initiative to commit suicide with a sword, he felt that Yamada Machichi was too extreme even if he practiced the so-called samurai ethics. Too narrow-minded, too fanatical.
This extreme, narrow-mindedness and fanaticism do not come from pre-modern ignorance, but from post-modern loneliness.
[I think, repay the favor. 】
...This is what Yamada once said, a sentence that was both solemn and frivolous, serious and extremely conciliatory.
Now, this man came unexpectedly to repay his kindness.
It was obviously a competition for the top 100 players, but on such an important occasion, this person could hand over his freedom and trust so lightly.
Lu Shu stared at the other party, gradually tightening his grip on the black knife in his hand.
Standing among the dark grass, Yamada, with a somewhat depressed expression, spoke softly.
"I am a 'ghost'." Yamada Machichi showed a faint smile, and the content of his words was earth-shattering: "If you think I am a threat, you can banish me at any time during the voting. If you have any doubts about my identity, I can also find an NPC to compete and show my ability to eliminate the opponent."
"You..." Lu Shu didn't expect this person to hand over his identity so easily.
"Okay." Su Mingan suddenly said, "I believe you."
The light in Yamada Machi's eyes became brighter, and he seemed to be very happy to be trusted by others.
Before the World Game started, he was a person who thought about committing suicide all the time. He looked at everything as if he were watching a black and white silent movie, and all the sounds passed by his ears like water.
Once, the word "death" hung before his eyes twenty-four hours a day.
But now, he only has this person in front of him who has been helping him and saving him several times.
"Then we have three combat forces here." Su Mingan said, seeming to affirm the value of Yamada Machichi.
...Although he only talks about trust.
"Are you a 'human'?" Lu Shu asked.
"Of course." Su Mingan said, "That's why I'm so panicked now."
Lu Shu glanced at Su Ming'an's expression and didn't see why he was panicking.
People cannot take the initiative during the daytime, and the leader around Su Ming'an suddenly disappeared. If someone really besieged him, Lu Shu believed that Su Ming'an would really be unable to resist.
...Is this why he accepted Yamada Machichi?
In order to have one more combat force that can take action during the day?
"...It's time to start looking for the oracle. Yamada, please go ahead." Su Mingan said.
Yamadacho nodded and walked ahead without asking why there was no guide around Su Ming'an.
Yamada's guide is a woman whose whole body is somewhat transparent. Judging from the light wave in her hand just now, she should be a leader who has mastered the ability of 'invisibility' or 'concealment', and her ranking should not be too high.
Without Xi Boer, Su Mingan could only rely on guessing to determine the guide. If Si Boer was here, she could really tell all the information about the guide she saw.
The three of them moved forward slowly. In front of them was a dense jungle that covered the sky. As they walked along the river, they gradually saw a wider sky.
They returned to their tribe.
At the fence entrance of the fourth tribe, there is no player left, and even the eight NPCs participating in the competition are missing.
Su Mingan suddenly heard a violent gust of wind.
"Uh-huh!"
A dark ax struck his side violently, and the stone ax cut into the ground, leaving deep carvings.
Lu Shu immediately drew his sword, and Li Lina beside him also raised the branch in his hand. However, he saw that the person who threw the ax was not another player, but a crazy-looking man with hair like weeds.
"Haha, hahaha, hee hee hee -" When the man saw them, a childish snicker appeared on his face. He covered his mouth with his hand and made several strange ape-like screams.
There were black marks on his muscular arms, which were signs that the curse was spreading all over his body and was on the verge of breaking out. This is a curse that cannot be delayed by the 'purification cabin'. At this point, it means that his life has entered a countdown.
When the people nearby saw this, they immediately wanted to stop the crazy man, but the man was very strong. He pushed the men and women who rushed forward, clapped his hands and smiled "hehe", his eyes full of childlike innocence.
"Black lamb, jump quickly~
"Black crow, fly quickly~
"Black python, crawl quickly~
"Mom picked up the ax and struck the statue ninety-nine times~
"Use its little eyes to take away its blood~
"A feather, a raven~
"A fairy tale of a rotting corpse, from its heart, the flower of the gods blooms..."
While singing cheerful nursery rhymes, he beat the beat vigorously, his footsteps were light and heavy, and his body was twisting left and right.
The commotion here was too great. The patriarch walked out of the stone house next to him. When he saw this scene, he blew his beard and stared in anger:
"——Who released this guy!" He tapped the crutch in his hand: "Didn't I say that this kind of 'exiled' guy is not allowed to enter the tribe's territory?"
"Clan leader, we can't stop him, he is too strong..."
The people are miserable.
"It's a very strong smell." Yamada Machichi's follower suddenly said: "It's the smell of a curse that's about to explode... He's about to die. No wonder he's so strong. It's the curse that's about to explode that strengthens him."
Su Mingan picked up the ax on the ground.
This was a very ordinary stone axe, but when the man threw it casually, the stone ax directly cut into the ground diagonally, showing its great power. However, the man probably didn't mean any harm. He seemed to be mentally disturbed, maybe he just threw it away casually.
"Sorry, adventurer." The clan leader saw Su Ming'an, and his favorability level had been brushed to 40. He immediately walked over: "This guy is a clan member whose curse is on the verge of breaking out. The curse on him is too strong, and we are afraid of attracting him. He was expelled from the tribe because of the cursed creature that came at night. Unexpectedly, he sneaked back today."
Su Mingan said: "He seems to be mentally abnormal?"
"He has been like this since he was a child." The patriarch pointed his finger at his head: "Maybe there was something wrong during the birth. This man only has a body but no brain."
Over there, the man was still singing and dancing, with childlike joy on his face, and the people could not stop him at all. He was like a rampaging buffalo.
But soon, a middle-aged and elderly woman walked hurriedly from the edge of the tribe. The moment he saw the old woman, the joy on the man's face disappeared, and his expression became a little flattering and helpless.
"Hey, mom, mom..." The man quickly lowered his head, and the ax in his hand fell to the ground. He stood motionless like a child who had done something wrong.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't take care of him. I didn't expect him to sneak out again..." The woman who came from outside had a humble posture. She bowed and apologized to the people, stretched out her bony hand, and pulled This stupid guy left the fourth tribe.
The man who was originally like a beast suddenly became well-behaved the moment he saw the woman. He held his thumb in his hand and smiled silly.
"Black lamb, jump quickly~
"Black crow, fly quickly~
"Black python, crawl quickly~"
"A feather, a raven~a rotting corpse fairy tale, from its heart, the flower of the gods bloomed..."
Weird singing sounded in the somewhat quiet tribe.
"Follow me."
Su Mingan immediately took steps.
For the two people next to him, he did not mention the fifth floor.
People on the "fifth level" will gradually discover that everything, including voting, camp, identity judgment, etc., are not the most important content.
What does the "cursed ghost" imply?
What does "people" refer to?
This so-called copy would have been part of the plot.
…
"Shua——!"
Under the blazing white flames, the charred corpse fell down.
White, beating flames, like bright fires, burned in every corner of the tribe, burning the grass tents and wooden houses completely.
Corpses fell to the ground one after another, including men and women, old and young. Their eyes were open with lifeless eyes, and their bodies were scorched black by the flames. Even the lives of children were not spared.
The woman with black hair danced like a god, floating in the sky above this small gathering place. Next to her, her guide held a sword trailing white flames, like a sword of 'justice' to judge life. .
Her leader had just wielded his sword, destroying this entire gathering place and massacring all the people.
"Don't be sad, adventurer." Noriji said: "These are people with heavy curse auras. They are all... people who are not favored by the gods. Even if they survive, they will live in endless pain. It’s better for us to help them leave as soon as possible.”
Mizushima Kawakora looked at the sword in his hand.
"You did nothing wrong," she said.
"Of course I did nothing wrong - I am the great man who helped them escape!" Dianji opened his arms: "We hold the sword of judgment to expel the evil ones. As long as we kill all the people whose curse is on the verge of breaking out, other surrounding tribes will No harm will be done - we are destroying 'garbage' properly. And you are the right person to hold this power."
Mizushima Kawakora looked at the hell-like scene burning with flames below, and slowly, slowly raised his lips.
"Yeah," she said.
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