Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

The snowy night suddenly became frightening, the dilapidated windows poured into the chill, and the hairs of several people stood on end.

Si Si's hand was still on the interface of the communicator, but it had turned gray and white in the disconnected state.

With a serious expression on his face, he scrolled up the last message before he disconnected from the Internet.

Qi Mou also looked over.

On the forum interface, there is a pinned message from four hours ago.

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[World Announcement: The codenamed player has died in battle. 】

Unremarkable: No way, the code player is dead?

Extraordinary appearance: It's actually a battle, is System A so scary?

Heroic and valiant: It's dangerous, but if you dare to go, you deserve it, isn't it, the blizzard is so big...

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Si Si opened his mouth, not knowing whether to sigh or laugh: "Brother, so you are here."

Pretending ain't fighting, ain't fighting, the real fighting is dead.

In addition to their AB, there should be at least one C group.

As for the battle, it was someone from another group who had been declared dead by the system less than two days after the start of the game.

It's really dead, the kind that stamps the death stamp on the household registration book of Bafang City.

Seeing this news, everyone felt chills down their spines.

This is... a real survival game, not some generic copy of the show.

Pretending to wipe away tears: "What's the matter, the combat department died first, and the eight of us are still here."

The memory comforted him: "Be confident, maybe there are three trashes, twelve people died and only one of the combat department."

Is this consolation?

Time is running out, and they have no time to mourn for those they have never met, so they must quickly fall asleep to recharge their energy for tomorrow's exploration.

Tonight, people are panicking.

Group A is upstairs, and Group B is downstairs, and they are measured separately.

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downstairs.

Memory's hand pulling the quilt paused slightly: "Suddenly realized something."

"What?" Pretending that the wounded man was tired from today's ups and downs, he lay on the bed and spread himself into a piece of cake, "I'm ashamed of what you say."

Memory looked up, and pursed his lips: "That is thinking, that is fraud, so...the other two are lies and drama."

Saying that he pretended to be ashamed, he sat up all of a sudden, his eyes widened: "...fuck, skills are more disgusting than one."

Fu Sheng covered his head and whispered softly: "It's better for us not to think about them!"

"But if there are really only three people who can win." Memory squeezed the space between his brows, "Will the others be in danger? No matter what, we have to fight."

Pretend to laugh: "Isn't it easy to deal with them? As long as you are blind, deaf and dumb."

Memory looks at the cold moon outside the window: "Sleep, I don't want to go that far."

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Upstairs, outside the three tents, all kinds of evils are talking together at night.

Qi Mou held the [Deep Deception] skill card in his hand and shook it: "It's a pity, Xiao Qi didn't read it before, I can only use it once."

Juju smiled: "You have Jiuzhong and the gambling is enough for others, not to mention me and Brother Yan."

Si Si nodded in agreement: "Tomorrow, we'll explore as a group first. We and Group B are close friends after all."

The unknown group C is more worthy of vigilance.

"Okay, why not guess the conditions of death now." Qi Mou put Yan Bushi who was dozing on his back aside, and then poked his head out of the tent again, "No matter how useless the battle is, you won't be killed by monsters, on the contrary, it's more likely It's reckless death."

Si Si pointed to the metal plate on his chest: "Maybe it has something to do with popularity?"

When making money, the system prompts that the popularity value is the key.

"Two big possibilities, bottom one and number one. The bottom one is not explicitly stated, but No.1 no longer belongs to our two groups... Yan Buzhi." Qi Mou suddenly tilted his head, staring at his hand into his clothes Yan Bushi, "You don't sleep with drama, huh?"

Seeing them like this in the drama, I laughed first: "There is a difference between attacking and receiving, thank you."

"I've been talking about offense all day long, but I haven't seen you guys really being gay." Feeling offended, Qi Mou simply stretched out his hand and pulled in Drama and Si Si together.

The four huddled together in a small tent to demonstrate their chaste friendship.

Qi Mou lowered his head to look at Yan Bushi who was crushed into a cake by himself, smiled and blew on the oil lamp beside him: "Have a good dream, my partner."

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Woke up warm this morning, probably because the tent was so crowded.

After the eight people packed up, they set off with the almighty tent.

Qi Mou used his camera as a telescope all the way to find the direction of the town again in the vast snow field.Don't forget the original intention to place the advertisement: "It's really a must-have artifact for home travel."

After yesterday's experience, the atmosphere in the team was exceptionally harmonious, with the four characters of deep brotherhood written on everyone's face.

The harmonious atmosphere lasted until the sun was setting, but unfortunately the sun did not bring warmth, but let hunger find them.

Everyone simply took out the fast food they stole from the Wrangler Tavern, and prepared to enjoy the lunch that they almost couldn't enjoy.

Pretending to be holding instant biscuits, drama opening canned salted fish.

Such a joyous experience, those who didn't know thought it was a picnic in the snow.

Qi Mou was throwing a can of fruit in his hand, and he couldn't open the can after several times of hooking.

Qi Mou breathed a sigh of relief, just about to try again, his hand was empty in an instant.

A white shadow swayed in front of him, and took away the canned food he had been playing with for a long time.

Qi Mou immediately raised his head: "Thief!"

After yelling out the words, he took a closer look, and there was only a lone can lid left in Juju's hand, while the gentle man was still holding two biscuits.

……

Silence is only for a moment.

Pretend to shout immediately: "I traded my life for it! Get it back for me! Cough cough..."

The white shadow sprinted very quickly, and went out a few hundred meters.

Everyone also reacted, desperately chasing after.

Just in the direction of town... right?

The memory is disguised as being injured, so it can't run too fast, so it can only cry out in grief and anger: "If you have skills, use skills, if you can't catch up, you are not a human!"

The dancer rubbed her eyes, as if she had activated a skill, her figure became much lower, and she rushed far away.

Qi Mou closed his eyes: "I must catch up, I must catch up... The main reason is that I have already felt the can open. It has been open for so long, and I have feelings."

After Yan Buzhi heard this, he snorted twice, and when he was about to speak, his mouth was suppressed by Qi Mou's fingers.

Qi Mou raised one eyebrow, his breath turned into white mist, entwined around Yan Bushi's face: "It's just food lost, you don't need to lie on your side."

Although Yan Bushi's ability is strong, it also has great side effects.

Qi Mou also didn't want to waste the number of gambles. Seeing that Si Si was by his side, he pushed the coolie back: "Little Sisi, run fast, I will add pocket money for you."

When Si Si heard this, he immediately rushed forward like a sled dog that had lost its leash, almost keeping pace with the dancing girl who had activated her skills.

Qi Mou was very involved in yesterday's pretend game, and his tone was full of fatherly pride: "This kid, he won the first place in the sports meeting."

In exchange for a stagger from the back of Si Si in front.

But no matter how much they chased, the little thief would leave them far behind.

The nearest dancer shouted: "Sheep...it's a sheep! A kind of meat-eating sheep, it runs too fast!"

There is little hope of catching up, but no one wants to give up.After all, it was almost to the front of the town.

The dancing girl in front suddenly stopped: "..."

Si Si followed closely and stopped: "..."

"What's wrong—?" Memory shouted at the end of the line with a disguise.

"The sheep have been swept away!" The dancing girl turned her head.

Qi Mou and the others arrived just now and looked at the scene in front of them.

The town is just a hundred meters away, but this short few hundred meters is a gap.

They are separated from the residential area by a deep ice cliff, and they can't see the end when looking down.

In the plain white snow, there is a snowdrift that suddenly arches.

Around the snowdrift, a huge storm is dissipating, but it is not difficult to see the destructive momentum it should have when it formed.

The dancing girl panted and gestured: "The sheep ran to the edge of the cliff and looked as if it was going to jump around the snowdrift, but it was still swept away by the sudden wind."

Si Si nodded to Qi Mou, indicating that she was right.

"Is it a tomb? Or a treasure?" Juju boldly took two steps up.

The storm did not appear, maybe the sheep and food just now satisfied someone's appetite.

So Juju pounced on him, scraped away the snowdrift, opened his eyes wide, and greeted Qi Mou and the others, "Come here!"

Qi Mou approached and saw a seven or eight-year-old child at a glance.His face was terribly pale, he was wearing tattered clothes, and his body was as stiff as an ice sculpture, probably frozen to death.

How could there be children here?

Qi Mou picked up a fallen dead branch and poked the child.

All the people formed a circle.

But seeing this snow doll-like child shaking his eyelashes, he opened his eyes.The ice blue eyes clearly reflected Qi Mou's reflection.

Then he grinned, sweet and weird.

"dad."

For a moment, several pairs of eyes were fixed on Qi Mou, full of probing meaning.

Qi Mou raised one hand, waved it, and explained calmly and seriously: "I have never touched a woman."

This is too straightforward and frank, people don't know what to say about Qi Mou.

Pretending to laugh out of breath, the wound bleeds again, screaming in pain, while curiously asking: "Have you ever touched a man?"

Qi Mou raised his lower eyelids, ignoring the pretense.He leaned over and touched the child's face, and found that the child's condition was really bad, and his life was at stake.

"An important choice." Qi Mou murmured quietly, looking around at everyone, "Save, or not."

After the child's eyes lit up for a moment, they began to gradually dim, as if they were really about to die under the sculpting of the wind and snow.

Memory thought sideways: "It's a bit strange, but if it appears here, there is likely to be an important plot."

Drama nodded: "Anyway, he calls your father, you should raise one more child, let's not miss any event."

The child didn't say a word, and closed his eyes again.

"That's what you said. You will testify for me after you go out." Qi Mou, who was elected to be a temporary male mother, lifted the child with one hand, and shook it in his arms, very unreasonable.

It made people worry that if he really had a child, how would that child be bullied.

Yan Bushi looked at the child lying in Qi Mou's arms, and kicked the snow in displeasure, the snowflakes rose one after another, and all fell on Si Si in front of him.

Si Si was extremely calm and continued to open up the way forward diligently.

At this time, the metal plate on Qi Mou's chest was lit up, but it was shining with a dangerous red light, and no number was given.

Qi Mou let out a sigh of relief, a little unbelievable: "Saving a child, do you still have to deduct popularity?"

"Don't worry, it's not necessarily a deduction of points." Memory comforted him, then paused again, "But it's definitely not a bonus."

Qi Mou was not comforted, nor did he care much about the point deduction.

He only cares about when this heavy, ice-like child can get down and run a few steps by himself.

Heavy.

Juju came over and arched Qi Mou's arm jokingly: "Papa Qi, are you thinking about how to take care of the child?"

"It's fine if he's a good boy." Qi Mou patted the unconscious little boy's forehead, "Looking at his face, he's as evil as us."

nonsense.The little boy was just a little paler and more pretty.

This cheating problem is really increasing, and he can judge a child by his face.

After advancing for a certain distance, the memory at the end of the team finally figured out the route on the cliff: "Hold on, let's take a detour and we'll be there soon."

Qi Mou was holding a snow doll in his hand, it was very heavy, and he wanted to let go many times along the way.

However, after all the ups and downs, they finally reached the town.

The roofs of the town were covered with snow, and there were only a few people scattered in the square.

The indifference and peace of the northern cities are reflected everywhere.

But everyone breathed a sigh of relief - finally saw a living person.

Several residents were walking slowly on the street. When they saw them, they all stopped in unison and stared at Qi Mou.

Qi Mou: "They think I'm very kind?"

Si Si took a half step forward vigilantly, and he could still say a few words: "They think you look good?"

Qi Mou waved his hand, and he approached with a smile on his hands, amiable and friendly with the child.

The residents suddenly yelled "Wow", as if they saw some monster, their expressions were horrified, they turned around and ran away like fleeing the plague!

The metal plate on Qi Mou's chest flashed a strong red light, which didn't look like a good sign.

"Look, what did I pick up?" Qi Mou curled up his lips and smiled.

Even if they didn't answer, from the residents' reaction just now, they could guess that it was Xuezi who caused the trouble.

The child seemed to have just been awakened, and let out a low throat whimper.

Qi Mou lowered his head, but saw those ice-blue eyes, crystal clear, staring at him hollowly and absently.

Xuezi suddenly grinned again, and suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a row of shark-like sharp icy teeth: "Father...!"

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