I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

"You changed your mind."

"No."

"You hesitated."

"..."

"continue or not?"

"continue."

"What are you thinking?"

"Whether, be more gentle."

The universe in the darkness, the water drops dripping into the sea of ​​tranquility, infinite echoes and ripples.

The blue planet gathers and disperses in the water waves, like a water-blue eye slowly opening.

……

【Looks like you didn't find me this time, but don't worry, you still have a chance. 】

Three rounds of the game passed, and a total of eight mirror doors were opened, but still no one saw the devil.

In the fourth round of the game, another new mirror door opened.

"Wait, can we not enter the new mirror door? As long as there are still doors that have not entered, we will not be killed."

Xie Sha raised his eyes to look at the person who said this, stood silently with Yu Xingzhi in front of the new mirror door, and made a choice.

Others were panting like dogs, some were lazy to pay attention to it, and some were willing to explain it.

"Do you think the devil will give you this kind of opportunity to take advantage of loopholes?"

"The rule is, if all ten doors are opened once, we will be killed if we haven't found him. It's not that we have entered all ten doors."

"Wait, if you put it this way, does it mean that the probability of the devil appearing behind the opened door is higher?"

"You're right, because we generally don't give up on newly-appeared doors, maybe it just gets stuck in our blind spots of thinking."

The players looked at the six newly opened doors. Except for the newly opened mirror door, the other five doors had been entered by the players.

But Xie Sha did not give up on entering this new mirror door: "Since the gift behind the door has special meaning, opening the gift is also more important than finding the devil."

"He has a point."

Xie Sha obviously took the initiative to take the most unknown danger, and these people who have reached the top ten are not people who don't know how to accept them when they meet them.

"Then these five doors, in order to make sure that we are not confused by anything, let the AI ​​randomly assign them."

"agree."

The fourth round of the game started. After the players finished their training, they each stepped into the chosen mirror door.

This time, the players in the live broadcast room once again followed the perspectives of the guide players and the dramatist players, and experienced the fear of being spoiled by nonsense.

"...I really believe that [not taking medicine] is a psychopath with level nine mental power."

"...I also believe it. If the world behind those mirror doors is the fear and despair projected by mental power, it is obvious that his mental power is overwhelming the normal person around him, so it is his world every time."

"...His spiritual realm is too strange, I feel that if I am in it, I won't survive for 3 minutes and I will go offline."

"...Am I the only one who thinks [not taking medicine] is a bit miserable? What kind of environment does he have to live in to have this kind of cognition?"

"...If the mental power is strong enough to materialize the world and illusions in the brain like this, it will really be a new doomsday. I suddenly understand why there are people from the Security Bureau monitoring the public opinion of the ninth-level mental power."

"...Wait, a person with level eight spiritual power is a strong person, and a person with level nine spiritual power is a lunatic, this world is too ridiculous!"

"..."

Five minutes later, the exhausted players walked out of the mirror door supporting each other.

The music box rattled and danced.

Extravagant and contemptuous voice: [Well, there is only one last chance left. 】

With a gentle voice, it was as if one could feel the corners of that person's lips slowly rising, how could he not help showing a bright, cool and seductive smile while pretending to be innocent.

The music stopped, and this time, the last unopened mirror door also opened.

The players barely spoke.

Some depressed, some angry, some unwilling.

Except for Xie Sha and Yu Xingzhi who consciously chose the newly opened door, everyone else silently walked in according to the known door selected by AI.

After entering the mirror door, everyone looked at the gift box in the center of the room, and no one opened it without authorization.

"I have a hunch that no one will find the Demon King this time."

"Me too."

Five groups of players had similar conversations in different mirror doors.

"There can't be five rounds of games that happen to not find him once."

"If what he said is correct, either we are too dark, or there are other secrets."

……

"Our eyes are covered by something."

……

"Is someone on the same side as the Demon King? He became a traitor, so he concealed the clues?"

……

"Imagine if there is a devil sitting behind the door we opened, under what circumstances would you pretend that you didn't notice him?"

Just imagine, the mysterious and elegant Demon King sat in front of them contemptuously, looking at them with cool maroon eyes behind vintage gold-rimmed glasses, with his finger on his rose-like lips: [Shh! 】

The dangerously seductive voice was low and deep: [Want to become the new Demon King?I can make you a new demon king, controlling this world. 】

"Be loyal to me, or die." The player was shocked by his own imagination, "If he said this to every player who found him, if it was you, how would you choose?"

"Of course, yes."

"Yes, maybe the Demon King will also hint to the defector that he should go in first to the door he is in every round. In this way, others will never find out where he is."

"But we are all randomly matched by AI."

"There are two who are not."

"The group that kills the gods! He chooses the newly opened door every time, and the newly opened door is controlled by the devil! You mean, he is the one who made a private covenant with the devil!"

"The person who suggested programming AI to choose the door to enter is also very suspicious. Now think about it, the program is set and manipulated by him. If he buried some kind of hole in it, wouldn't he be able to enter whichever door he wants?"

"But it's too late. After going out this time, we must fail."

"How will the devil kill us?"

"How to kill is a trivial matter. I'm afraid that if I can't solve the riddle and go out, I will be killed all the time."

Everyone went through some calculations and considerations behind the door.

Eventually, because they didn't open the present for so long, the gift box disappeared and melted, and before they realized it, all ten mirrored doors had melted.

Around the ground above the head, there are mirrors everywhere, and people are everywhere.

Players are like being locked in a kaleidoscope.

In the constantly refracted mirror, the man in the smoggy blue suit flickered, standing there calmly, like a handsome and charming model in a fashion week pictorial, like the supreme god of death in a nightmare in the mirror.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at everyone for a moment. Behind the retro lenses, the chestnut cool eyes flowed a river leading to death, the corners of his rosy lips, and his smile was dangerously seductive.

[According to the agreement, I'm here to kill you. 】

The Demon King didn't do it himself.

The collapsed hall of mirrors has already made players overwhelmed.

The nightmares projected by all players' spiritual realms are intertwined into a strange world, and unexpected and terrifying things are happening in every corner.

The extravagant voice pretended to be innocent and concerned: [Come on, run away, die here once, the level of mental strength you have finally improved will go backwards. 】

Even if they knew that being killed once was just death in the game, no one would sit still and wait for death, not to mention the terrible consequences of mental power regression.

Players simply couldn't be more broken.

"Fuck, why do I want to enter the top ten, this is a trap!"

"So the devil just tricked us in and killed us?"

"Which of you is the inner support of the Demon King?"

"what are you talking about?"

"Still pretending, someone must surrender to the devil and cooperate, don't let me catch who that person is!"

In the mirror, one shadow after another came out, similar to the player's appearance, gray and white like paper sculptures, each holding a dagger, showing a terrifying smile and chasing after the player.

The hall twisted into a circular corridor full of mirror doors, in which players escaped in embarrassment.

"Damn, I've never looked at my face from this angle, and I can make such a perverted expression!"

"Why run away, can't we try to kill the shadow?"

"I punched it just now, and it hurt me so much. I was afraid that if I killed it, I would kill myself!"

"Fuck, why don't you run away!"

All the mirror doors are connected to each other, and the player is like entering a maze, playing hide-and-seek with himself in the mirror.

Xie Sha held Yu Xingzhi in his arms, and led him through one mirror door after another, in order to shake off the shadow attacks that followed him everywhere.

No matter where he went, that smoggy blue figure that seemed to be walking on a red carpet would suddenly flash in the mirror not far away, tilting his head slightly, staring at him for a moment.

In the end, despite knowing that attacking the shadows would also hurt them, the players were unable to do nothing, and in the end almost everyone was scarred enough to lure the shadows behind a special mirror door.

Everyone sat in the game hall, everyone was injured to varying degrees, panting like a dog, and almost sticking out their tongues.

Under such circumstances, Yu Xingzhi, who was completely protected by Xie Sha and completely unharmed, seemed extremely abnormal.

"I'm really convinced, Xie Sha can never leave at this time, it's true love."

"It's really just a pendant from beginning to end. It's really more important to look good than to be mentally strong. Now, I have to say that I'm sore."

"It's not unacceptable for me to be cut from level nine to level eight, but after one cut, if I can't find anyone else, why should I be cut down to level three mental power?"

"Third level is disabled!"

"Does the game really not want players?"

"The selection of a new demon king is really a scam, just to kill us who have been selected as the strongest?"

"After all, after level nine, even a demon king is hard to control!"

"If it's difficult to control, why are we in such a mess now? I think he's just bored and making fun of us, thinking that other people's levels are too low to be interesting enough to play with."

"It's better to hurry up and find out where the devil is, so as to break the situation."

"Wake up, this is simply a scam..."

The extravagant and deep voice is gentle and cool: [Counting from ten to one, a new escape begins.You have three chances, if you still can't find me within 3 minutes, you will lose this final battle.I will give you the perfect end and end. 】

The embarrassed players supported each other and gritted their teeth. Even with level nine mental power, they could transform into a weapon even under the pressure of the game.

While fleeing, everyone fought against the endless stream of terrifying visions coming out of the mirror.

However, these are all in vain. If the devil cannot be found, everyone will fail and die after 3 minutes.

Change back to the state of entering the game at the beginning, or even worse, the mental power gained from the game will be lost.

"I'm not reconciled!"

[Come on, if you win, not only will a new devil be born among you, but the rules of the game will also be made by you.Imagine that you can achieve immortality and become true gods in this world. 】

The extravagant and deep voice is contemptuous and boring, but the words spoken are more attractive than any words.

The game has proved that he can keep people who died in reality alive in the game, and the promise of a new devil who controls the game and immortality is naturally not a lie.

[You can also escape, among the ten doors, there is a unique life door hidden.Only one person can escape unscathed and get out of this game. 】

【Would you like to gamble?Regress with mental power and bet on the immortal demon king. 】

With such a temptation, even an interstellar person who is watching the live broadcast and knows nothing about the game can't help but be tempted.

"If some of these people succeed, then can all of us interstellar people be blessed!"

"These people are heroes. If their mental power degenerates into disabilities because of this, the country must treat them kindly."

"I'm afraid these people may not be willing. They are the young people at the top of the pyramid of spiritual power."

"If I were there, I would!"

Even the people from the Security Bureau were caught off guard by such a development.

"Can you get in touch with [Not taking medicine]? Be sure to let him become the new Demon King!"

"Are you crazy? Have you forgotten that our original purpose was to expose the dangers of the game?"

"It's you who are crazy! Is the solution of taking the danger into your own hands more useful than simply exposing the danger?"

In the live broadcast room, the cloud players also became tense.

"...I never expected it, I thought it was just a battle of the century in a game."

"...It is indeed the battle of the century, a game that will change the lives of our interstellar people."

"...I'm so nervous, can these people really succeed?"

"...There are only 3 minutes left, can they really find the devil?"

"...Where is the Demon King?"

Find the devil, where is the devil.

This topic instantly became the most concerned thing for all interstellar humans in these 3 minutes.

Whoever played the game, or who knew nothing about the game before, was analyzing the final battle.

Although even if they find it, they will not be able to pass the correct answer to the ten players, but everyone feels that they have an obligation to participate in this game that determines the fate of mankind.

"Xie Sha is the number one player, isn't he inside? He must be able to find it!"

"Maybe he can change the game, but now Xie Sha is a love brain. Didn't you find that all his attention is on that beauty with a mental power of only seven levels?"

In reality, people with level 25 spiritual power can be regarded as 10% of the high-end talents of all human beings. After all, a year ago, the highest level of spiritual power among humans was only about [-]%.

But now, among all the nine-level players, the seventh-level spiritual power users are already considered a hindrance.

Human beings have completely forgotten that they were fascinated by the beauty of that young man before, and now they are only full of irritability and doubts. Why can such ordinary people get mixed up with all nine-level powerhouses and hold back all human beings?

"This is not a beauty pageant, this is a decisive battle concerning the destiny of mankind!"

"If we can't live forever and get this game, the young man next to Xie Sha is the biggest sinner."

Not only the interstellar people watching the live broadcast think so, but the players in the game don't have much kindness towards Yu Xingzhi.

He is indeed gentle, beautiful and innocent, but sorry, this is a game of killing and death, the weak go away.

He dragged Xie Sha back, and this is a team game that determines the fate of mankind, and it's not just Xie Sha who doesn't mind.

Xie Sha held Yu Xingzhi in his arms, resisting all illusion attacks with one hand.

"Yu Xingzhi, you are a man, why do you have to be protected by others?" The player next to him gritted his teeth and mocked.

"Don't talk about it," not all players are in the mood to attribute the problem to Yu Xingzhi. "You yourself are level nine and can transform into weapons, but he is only level seven. What do you want him to do? Die?"

"He did..."

"If he dies, believe it or not, Xie Sha will be the first to kill you!"

"It's as if the devil won't kill me if he can't find the devil. Is it for me now?"

"Yes, yes, for the sake of all mankind, please spend your energy on finding the devil. If you don't sacrifice some useless person, the devil will show up by himself."

"You reminded me, doesn't the devil like him? If he is attacked, do you think the devil will appear by himself?"

"You are crazy!"

Yu Xingzhi was protected by Xie Cha, and usually when he was carrying Xie Cha on his back, he couldn't tell the difference in body size between the two. Xie Cha's slim and lacking expression made the two of them age different, The gentle and older Yu Xingzhi is more like a protector.

But when danger comes, Xie Sha's pale and clear face is only indifferent and stern beyond his age, and his dark eyes are calm and sharp. At this time, Yu Xingzhi, who is too gentle and defenseless, is a fragile glass that will be broken if he is not careful. .

Useless beauty is always the first to be discarded at this time.

But Xie Sha didn't intend to let go in the slightest.

Yu Xingzhi raised his face from his shoulders, his clean and flawless face was protected unscathed, and his water-blue eyes looked at Xie Sha's messy, blood-stained paleness.

"Maybe they are right, you can try to use me..."

"No." Xie Sha's refusal was flat and cut.

Not only that, but he also avoided other players around who might have the same intention, just like from now on, every existence here is an enemy.

Yu Xingzhi looked at him quietly: "You know where the gate of life is, if I leave, you can relieve the pressure."

This is the teleportation array they found in the unwrapped gift in the last newly opened mirror door.

There is only one chance to leave the game safe and sound, Xie Sha tightened his grip on Yu Xingzhi's hand, hesitating.

Looking at him with dark eyes, no matter what kind of expression he had in the last second, when he looked at the young man, he was only meek.

When Yu Xingzhi's water-blue eyes stared at Xie Cha, he was defenseless, and when Xie Cha looked at Yu Xingzhi, how could he be defensive?

The dark eyes are purely attached: "I hope you will always be by my side, but I hope that you will not be hurt in any way."

He agreed.

Xie Sha embraced Yu Xingzhi, guarding against all the players' intent to rob and lure him with words, while fighting against the endless monsters, he retreated to the mirror door where the only way out was hidden.

Yu Xingzhi stared at him with gentle and clear eyes, and was so well protected that even from the corner of his eye, he didn't even notice the danger around him.

He raised his hand and lightly touched the shallow bloodstains on Xie Sha's side face from scratches, his unguarded gentle eyes were clear and fragile, his pupils were slowly curved, and his smile was beautiful as if shining holy.

Blood spattered from nowhere on that flawless face, but did not damage that gentle smile.

Although at this moment, almost all the human beings in the interstellar regard this person as a useless oil bottle, and seeing that gentle smile on the holographic screen that seems to be broken, I still feel my heart twitching, and I feel selfish and mad because I lose my mind in the face of interests. A moment of shame.

Yu Xingzhi looked at the gentle and gentle boy's face: "At least for now, I'm not ready."

Xie Sha didn't understand what he meant, but just watched him quietly and trustingly, like a lonely cat staring at its master who was traveling far away.

"I didn't have time last time, but this time, I want to save you."

Xie Sha realized later, his dark eyes widened, and the mirror door behind him opened silently.

The gentle young man stretched out his hand and pushed Xie Cha into the only door for survival. The mirror door closed instantly and merged with the wall.

Everyone in Interstellar was stunned, and then there was an uproar.

"What is he doing? Isn't he going to escape by himself? How did you push out our human hopes?"

"That's our number one player! His face can't save him!"

"I'm going crazy!"

Not only the people watching the live broadcast went crazy, but the other eight players in the game also went crazy when they saw this scene.

"Yu Xingzhi, what are you doing?"

"Do you know what you did?"

"You ruined our hope of final victory!"

"Just run away by yourself. You push the Killing God out. What kind of head-giving operation is this?"

"Don't you think it would be more useful for you to stay than to kill God?"

The young man who turned his back to them seemed to have no idea what terrible thing he had done, his back was calm and calm, and even looser than ever.

The back figure in a white shirt, under the light of layers of mirrors, is soft and dazzling.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes couldn't move away from him. There was an illusion of noticing this person's back for the first time, as if it was different from the thin and fragile they thought.

The gentle voice of the young man with his back to them hummed softly: "I indeed found it."

All doubting voices suddenly stopped slowly, as if being swallowed by something.

Under the gaze of all the players, the young man raised his hand to wipe away the blood splattered on his face, and turned to face them.

There was no expression on that clean and flawless face, the water blue eyes drooped, slowly opened with the raised chin, and looked down at them from a height.

The water-blue eyes were as clear as before, but the dark pupils gradually became cold and arrogant, without blinking for a moment.

The players widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the incomprehensible picture in front of them.

"It seems that you are not used to it."

The young man raised his hand and casually brushed his long hair. The long hair hanging over his shoulders was neatly tied behind his head by a blue ribbon, and the scattered bangs made his eyebrows straight.

The retro gold glasses with chains on the bridge of the nose, after the fingers left, the pupils are innocent and cool maroon, just like the curvature of the rose-colored lips, gentle and flowing with death.

The handsome and bright face was expressionless, with his head tilted slightly, staring at the player for a moment, his extravagant voice was elegant, and his jaw was reserved: [Good day everyone, I have met many times, and I haven't introduced myself yet.Below are the gatekeepers of the ultimate battle, the heart of the entire "Doomsday Hell", named Yu, Xing, and Zhi. 】

All players have heart paralysis, pupil quakes, and ears buzzing: "..."

The blank brain crashed, unable to calculate.

I only heard the extravagant voice say lightly——

[Of course, you can also call me another name: Tan Yaozu, or Demon King. 】

The cloud players who watched the live broadcast of the entire "Doomsday Hell" covered their hearts by coincidence: ...

[It's a pity, the game is over, you guys lost. 】

The whole interstellar has fallen into a standstill.

"What? What happened just now? The time I took a sip of water, it seemed like the world suddenly changed."

"It's nothing, it's just that Yu Xingzhi said he is Tan Yaozu."

"What?!"

"The devil said that his real name is Yu Xingzhi."

"Who is Yu Xingzhi?"

"Yu Xingzhi is... an ambulance, an ambulance, I'm dying..."

"What did I hear? The world is really ending!"

"I am dead!"

There was nothing, but all the people who had seen Tan Yaozu and Yu Xingzhi suddenly opened the Tianling Gai directly, their eyes went dark, and they wanted to beat their chests and vomit blood to die.

Only a handful of people—

"Fuck the hope of all mankind, I don't know what the final battle is... My house is falling down!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The half-dead top ten players: I swear... I vomited blood and died!

The world is really doomed this time.

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