The Fool of the Gods

"What do you want to see?

People here know about this prison and the death penalty similarly. I don't have any other useful information to share, but...if this believer of the Truth doesn't mind, I can share something else."

Gao San didn't expect Su Wu to mention him suddenly. He smiled with his hands folded:

"The Truth should be shared and circulated. You say yours, and don't need to care about my opinion."

Su Wu snorted and laughed:

"I think it's better to ask for your opinion. After all, this is also your private matter. ”

“?” Gao San pondered for a moment, “You can say it anyway.”

“I just searched for the ‘full stop’ nearby. Interestingly, your ‘full stop’ is right here, right under…

our feet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao San punched the railing of his cage. He glared at Su Wu and said angrily:

“Are you teasing me?”

“I dare not provoke the iron fist of [Truth]. I have only found this little thing. Believe it or not.”

After saying that, Su Wu smiled casually and closed his mouth.

Cheng Shi frowned and looked at the final pen next to him, wondering if he was real.

Su Wu’s behavior was very strange. Even if he really found Gao San’s “full stop”, he should not make it public at this time. This would not help the current situation at all, and would also make Gao San suspicious of his purpose and alienate a teammate for nothing.

What good would this do him?

Cheng Shi was puzzled, and just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Si spoke again.

"The prisoners sentenced to death fighting have complicated relationships. The man behind me said that the people wearing the same yellow prison uniform as him were all evil servants who coveted his wealth. These people knew his family very well and wanted to empty his wealth all the time. He couldn't bear it anymore and wrestled with them, and then fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already standing in the courtroom, sentenced to death fighting, and executed in the near future."

As Zhao Si spoke, he looked back at the prisoner with a huge fortune.

"The story is not exciting, but what's interesting is that the person next to him heard our conversation and came over to participate in this identity dispute.

He said that he was the owner of the wealth, and the prisoner who talked to me before was just one of his servants. His servants were stealing his identity and wanted to plunder all his wealth in a reasonable and legal way in this confusing way.

It's a pity that a fight made them all become death row prisoners.

How about it, do you remember anything after hearing this?"

Everyone's eyes condensed, and they instantly remembered the trial goal of this trial:

How to prove that you are you in the face of others' doubts!

To be honest, when Cheng Shi saw the word [chaos] when he entered the trial, he didn't even look at the trial goal.

In his trial, the trial goal is almost non-existent.

But this game seems different. At this time, combining this trial goal with the story told by Zhao Si, it is not difficult to think, has He already hidden the answer in it?

Does "How to prove that you are you" mean that if you want to leave here, you must steal someone else's identity and then perfectly replace that identity in the face of others' doubts?

In this way, players can not only escape from the predicament, but also create a grand chaos, which is really relevant.

So, the so-called Noble Prison Open Day event is probably the opportunity to solve the problem?

Li Yi and Zhao Si's sharing and inference have almost shown the key to solving the problem to everyone.

As the "only two" [Fraud] believers on the field, if Cheng Shi does not speak out at this time, then his liar filter may fall off, after all, this key seems to be related to the scam.

"So the answer is simple, isn't it?" He pointed at the prisoners around him and smiled, "Everyone has the same prison helmet, but the prison uniforms that represent their identities are different in color. If we can take advantage of the chaos to exchange prison uniforms with others, does that mean...

We can avoid each other in the arena and win this game together?

In this way, we don't even need to escape from prison, we just need to defeat these seemingly ordinary inmates.

The Grand Inquisition will pardon us, legally pardon us.

But the premise is that you have to pretend to be like that."

Having said that, Cheng Shi was not optimistic, because he was still thinking about the prophecy he made before the trial.

This seemingly feasible alternative plan must have gone wrong, so in the end he was the only one who won the trial.

Where could the problem lie?

Is the "fate period" of the fighting expert found by the final pen true?

After all, the fighting expert did notWin the trial...

At this point in the discussion, the players' "cooperation" plan has almost been finalized.

Everyone looked at each other with some appreciation.

Even Cheng Shi felt that, apart from the established prophecy, this trial was really interesting.

Every teammate was not an idle person. Although the history of this game was a bit biased, everyone could find clues from the traces around them, and then fill in some details for the plan to pass the trial, and finally gradually restore the key puzzle in the communication with each other.

This long-lost cooperation tacit understanding and pleasure made him feel refreshed.

This is called playing games! This is a normal game!

Even if everyone has their own little thoughts, at least before the danger comes, cooperation is still the mainstream.

"Wonderful!"

Li Yi, who has been promoting cooperation from beginning to end, applauded happily when he saw this.

"Pah, pah, pah!

I said you are all trustworthy, and I was right.

You see, it only took us a short while to finalize the plan. This is the charm of cooperation."

"Oh, you call this a plan? You said a lot of nonsense, but in the end, there is no specific arrangement.

How to create chaos to ensure that the prison guards will not be suspicious and the Iron Knights will not come down to suppress them by force?

Also, after the identity is replaced, does the Grand Inquisition have no means of identifying the identity?

This is obviously just the beginning, how can it be called a plan?"

"Oh? Then, brother Ji'er, what do you think?"

"I don't have any ideas, but I can make this plan simpler.

For example, I can help you deal with the prison guards."

"Help?" Su Wu sneered, "Help yourself? We are not in a hurry, but you are about to go to the arena."

"That's not necessarily true. I would have done the same thing even if there was no cooperation, but I would not have notified you.

So taking you along is not helping, isn't it?

I won't waste my time talking to you. Let me explain. I have a good thing in my hand, a large-scale smoke bomb, which can instantly fill the entire prison with thick [Filth] smoke, making everyone in the prison fall asleep under the stimulation of "lazy desire".

But it can only last for 3 minutes.

In these three minutes, I have my own way to do my own things without being affected by the [Filth] smoke. The question is, can you do it?"

After hearing this, Cheng Shi's eyes fixed.

A priest brings smoke?

Interesting. How can this priest have the same character as me?

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