I don't date non-humans

Angelo's room was not as messy as Chi Diao's room, and there were signs of tidying up.

A side bed, a square wooden table, and even a small single bed.

Without a chair, Chi Diao didn't want to sit on the damp mattress, so he stood by the window and looked out.

The window glass here is also foggy and cannot be opened or wiped clean.

"What do you think of what happened today?" An Qiluo lay lazily on the bed, his calves hanging down casually.

He looks relaxed.

"What do you mean?" Chi Diao asked back.

A lot of things happened today, Aphra who was friends with everyone, the girl who called herself Qiluo, Eugene and Xiu who had a big fight.And the rest of the people present.

"No, it's the matter itself." Angelo said, "Didn't you realize that although the seven of us gathered at the table very early, we also all wanted to complete the task, but what happened in the end?"

He gave a mocking smile.

"We didn't get any information. Personally, all I got was useless information. No one was even willing to reveal their identity as a god, or speak their own words."

"Did you notice what Afra said?" Chi Diao asked.

He looked to the wall on the right, as if looking through the wall to see the scene behind.

Behind this wall, Aphra and Eugene are together.

"She was the first to say the mission was 'find the liar', so it seems like she really belongs in that camp. But she's been leading the rest of the conversation in the rest of the conversation. 'There's only one alien among us.' , that is the god who lied, and the remaining gods should be good, and our task should all be to find the traitor among them'."

He slowly expressed his conjecture.

"Actually, I'm not sure if this is her own idea, or if she guessed the truth but deliberately misled like this."

"She kept talking about communicating, but she said so little. Just saying these two points, in my opinion, is also very likely to remind the liar. Hide, disguise, don't come out .”

"Hide, don't come out." An Qiluo repeated Chi Diao's words, narrowing his eyes.

"Do you think the lying god knows he's lying?" he asked.

"It's more likely that he doesn't know, but some of his teammates may know his identity. Is there any difference between a lie that no one knows is a lie and the truth?" Chi Diao said.

"You're so funny." Angelo said, he stood up and looked at him from the bed.

"No." Chi Diao replied.

"I think your story is more interesting."

"Oh, it must have been something funny, but I forgot what was said. These stories keep slipping out of my mouth when I'm not looking. But it's really boring."

He didn't smile this time, but instead showed an indifferent look on his face.

"Oh, that's right." Chi Diao said.

They were silent for a while, until they saw the hazy ball of light gradually fall from the glass.The room darkened.

"Have you ever heard of a saying, that is 'a promise without a contract is worse than a flat lie.'" Angelo said.

"Well, that's what they said."

"So, Eleanor. Are you willing to accept a promise without a contract if the situation doesn't allow it?" He laughed again.

Hearing this familiar name again made Chi Diao a little dazed, and even subconsciously felt that he was not actually talking to him, and the boy was still following behind him.

But the emptiness behind him brought him back to reality.

"And how do you know we're on the same side? Don't tell me you really believe what Aphra said in the hall today." he asked.

"I'm not sure about your camp. What Aphra said can only deceive those who have their brains and stomachs turned upside down."

There was still a half of suet candle on the table, Angelo searched for a few matches and lit it, the flame flickered and shook twice, but luckily it didn't go out.

"If they change the rules to say that any lie is fine, then I will definitely tell them that they don't need to look any further, it's the liar Aphra."

"The camps are irrelevant, they are all the same." Angelo said.

"Frankness is a must. This so-called testing method completely abandons absolute trust and absolute confession. We must choose the right person to trust each other amidst mutual suspicion. That is, partial confession."

section.

This word makes pond fishing feel comfortable, not all, not completely removed, but just a part.The most practical words, such as salt or water, are all right, but excess is harmful.

Like a smooth quadratic-like function curve.

"Eugene's skill is wind, and he should represent the wind god Senacris. Based on what he said last, we can speculate that his skill ignores dodge, as long as it is released, it will definitely hit. And it will kill people after a day. "Chi Diao changed the subject.

"Do you think he's telling the truth?"

"It's true, we'll find out tomorrow."

The boy suddenly sat up from the bed, and approached Chi Diao's ear from behind. He was so close that he almost pressed against him.

"The God of Death has nothing to do with this matter."

Angelo said in a short breath, and then he took two steps back, put his index finger on his lips, and winked at him playfully.

[My words. 】

The boy's lips opened and closed silently.

It's the truth.

Chi Diao stopped releasing his skills, raised his head, and responded silently in the same way.

[Then, happy cooperation. 】

----

When the blue crystal clock in the hall pointed to six, their dinner appeared on the table in the hall.

The dinner is not a big one, but it is ample.

Hall and Xiu didn't show up from the beginning to the end, and the rest of the people just took some simple food and returned to the room again.Only the girl who called herself "Qi Luo" sat in her seat unhurriedly, carefully spreading the last bit of jam on the bread in her hand.

She treats the food in her hands like a handicraft, carefully carving, carving, and coloring, but finally devours the perfect artwork into her stomach casually.

"Hello." Chi Diao put the tray beside her.

"I remember I told you to call me Qiluo." The girl raised her eyebrows impatiently, and stuffed the last piece of dough into her mouth, looking like she wanted to bite her pretty fingers Drop it and swallow it in your stomach.

Her brown eyebrows are stubby but beautifully colored.

Chi Diao glanced at the empty plates stacked in front of the girl.

"You know, food is not actually necessary. The technology of the virtual space blurs the length of time. In the real world, we only passed for a short time. Theoretically, in this short time, we are in There will be no feeling of fullness or hunger here." Chi Diao said.

"Of course I know." Qi Luo rolled her eyes at him.

"It's something that men will never understand, what a chance. I think about it every time I'm held at a table by those nuns and forced to eat with those little spoons. How perfect! No limit, no full stomach, no matter the size! The only thing you need to do is to satisfy the instinct in your body - the desire to eat!"

She poured a large pile of strangely colored sauces together, scooped them all up with a spoon bigger than her mouth, and ate them all with a satisfied look on her face.

"Eating is a natural instinct of human beings. People have different personalities and like different foods, but they must have special favorite foods. If you want to get rid of this, you are excluded from human beings."

Chi Diao thoughtfully handed over the plate that was not completely empty, and the girl took it and thanked her.

The last plate disappeared on the table, and Qi Luo rubbed her belly.

"I really don't feel full."

"Yes, because it's still fake food after all." Chi Diao said.

"But sometimes whether it is true or not is not so important, as long as the truth is true. Just like whether it is here or the real world, as long as it is really eaten in the mouth."

The girl stood up shaking and went back to her room.

----

Language is the most confusing thing in this world.

It was originally created for more explicit communication.If a caveman wanted to tell another caveman that he picked three apples, he might put up three fingers.

Another caveman may not necessarily understand him, he may think that he picked three pears or caught three pheasants.

So they started talking, and one said, "Three apples," and made a gesture to pick them, and the other would understand him.

Oh, he picked three apples.

So simple, so concise that there is no room for deception.

But then their language became more and more complicated, so one spoke to the other.

"I picked three apples. If you pick them, you'll pick more. Go pick them. Trust me."

Another fell to his death while trying to pick apples from a tree.

It was none other than words that killed him.

Chi Diao's door was opened a small crack, and he peeked out from inside the door, the chandelier in the hall had been extinguished.There are no windows and the environment is very dark.

The round table and surrounding chairs became a black mass, in which unknown creatures twisted into strange shapes.The empty hall is completely occupied by this monotonous color, and even the sound is trapped in this dark trap.

When the clock struck the second time, a soft footstep sounded, walking towards the direction of Chi Diao.

Chi Diao closed the gap in the door a little.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door on Chi Diao's left, and then disappeared.

That is, the repaired room.

The dark carnival is still going on, and I don't know how many people still can't sleep at night.

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Good night~ The lock is so strange