The Fool of the Gods

(Today's D Cup!)

Discussion is just a way to promote cooperation, but not all discussions have results.

After a period of silence, everyone knew that tonight's discussion would definitely not have an end. At least some people were neither believers in [Prosperity] nor interested in the NPCs in history, so they naturally wanted to do whatever was convenient for them.

But Honglin obviously didn't think so. She might not care about the extra points, but she didn't seem to want to end this trial so hastily.

Cheng Shi observed her for a long time, and for a moment he couldn't tell from her eyes whether this God's Chosen One didn't want to slaughter innocent people, or wanted to fight a battle with an evenly matched opponent.

She seemed to still have aftertastes of today's battle.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi smiled. In this case...

"It seems that this is not a good decision for everyone. Let's go out again tomorrow. If my speculation is true, then Epsilon will definitely attack us again. After all, the [Prosperity] power of the bald man is far more prosperous than the [Prosperity] power of the mushroom-footed man.

By then, we can collect more information about Epsilon, which may help us make a better choice. How about it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Hong Lin's eyes flashed, and it was obvious that she liked this decision.

Cheng Shi smiled secretly in his heart. Sure enough, this is not a [Prosperity] believer, this is clearly a [War] believer!

Everyone looked at each other silently and nodded in agreement with this decision. After all, the trial had only been two days, and they had plenty of time.

So the players who had plans for tomorrow went into rest again, each looking for a way to survive the long night, and Cheng Shi's method was particularly simple, that is:

Sleep a lot.

He ignored everyone and went straight to the corner of the main house, fell asleep, and soon he began to breathe evenly.

This scene amazed the others.

Perhaps no one knew how fast this fortune-teller slept, but it was clear that he was really generous.

Hong Lin glanced at Cheng Shi thoughtfully, and sat down slightly away from him with his eyes closed to rest. Zuo Qiu laughed dryly again, pushed the door and walked out. The puppet master was motionless, sleeping in the arms of the puppet.

The hunter wanted to follow him out, but after looking at the people present and glancing at Cheng Shi with his peripheral vision, he decided to stay after a moment of consideration.

Generally speaking, on the second night after the dream-peeping ranger peeked into the dream, the person whose dream was peeped recalled the past memories under the influence of [Memory], so the memory of this night will be richer.

Jiang Wumei didn't want to miss this wonderful dream, and Cheng Shi didn't react to Zuo Qiu's words at all, as if he had never noticed it, so he decided to take a risk.

To be honest, he was very confident in his dream-peeking, because he was a nobody in the whole trial, only doing his duty, not saying anything extra, doing whatever his teammates did, and never expressing any opinions.

And the reason why he disguised himself in this way was to allow himself to better contact his teammates' dreams.

Zuoqiu said that he was a person with quirks, and he was right, but it was not Zuoqiu who had the quirk, but Jiang Wumei.

He was deeply trapped in the quagmire of peeping into other people's memories, unable to struggle... No, it should be unwilling to struggle.

Only this kind of secret stimulation can make him find a little bit of his own happiness in this world without a future.

So he thought about it, and still sat not far from Cheng Shi, closed his eyes, held his breath, and fell asleep.

The night came again, and the good dream came again!

...

When Jiang Wumei woke up, he found himself still in the familiar orphanage.

However, the children in the orphanage seemed to have changed. There were only a few faces left from last night. Little Chengshi was still there. He had grown taller and became the king of the children here.

Jiang Wumei found it very interesting, so he followed Little Chengshi around like a ghost.

Tonight's dream was obviously more active than last night under the influence of [memory], which also meant that time passed faster in the dream.

So Jiang Wumei soon found out what happened in the orphanage in the memory lost between the two "nights" through a series of observations of Little Chengshi and the people around him.

Little Chengshi learned to lie, and lied as perfectly as his mask!

He used lies as a tool, constantly dealing with the orphanage, special education and children, saying human words to people, ghost words to ghosts, and childish words to children. With a mouth that never tells the truth, he turned his previous miserable life into a wonderful time of great enjoyment.

Jiang Wumei also learned from the special education teacher in the hospital that Xiao Chengshi actually encouraged the dean to fire the person who had been throwing him into the utility room.Rong Mama, who was in solitary confinement, and a group of mean staff members who were similar to Rong Mama.

The dilapidated orphanage actually became prosperous because of a small hand behind the scenes.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Tonight, or in this dream, when Xiao Chengshi sneaked into the dean's office to obtain information from the dean's desk again, he was finally caught by the camera placed in the cabinet by the dean.

No one knew why the dean put a hidden camera in his office. Xiao Chengshi didn't even know that a camera could be made so small, so he was caught.

The exasperated dean felt that his personality was insulted and his authority was challenged, so he was angry. He mobilized his connections to find an adopter outside, and prepared to send away this "bad seed" who "disrupted" the orphanage through reasonable means.

And it was at this time that Jiang Wumei finally met Xiao Chengshi's "first relative".

His name is Lao Jia, but Jiang Wumei couldn't tell which "Jia" he was, because Lao Jia himself couldn't tell which Jia he was.

On the day he came to adopt Cheng Shi, he wore a shirt that looked high-end and delicate, and a pair of straight trousers. His leather shoes were a bit old, but they were clean. His socks... He didn't wear socks. He stood at the front desk of the orphanage so stiffly, waiting nervously for the orphanage to bring little Cheng Shi over.

When the special teacher dragged the reluctant little Chengshi to him, the first thing Lao Jia said when he saw the red-faced little Chengshi was:

"What's wrong with the kid's face?"

Little Chengshi rolled his eyes and muttered, "AIDS, it's contagious."

The special teacher's face turned black, and he slapped him on the head, and said helplessly to Lao Jia, "Children speak without restraint. There was paint on his face, and it was just washed off. It's not a disease."

Seeing this, Jiang Wumei couldn't help laughing. This was not paint at all, but his mask.

Before coming, the little clever ghost made a mask for himself again, squatting and disguising himself as another child. Five or six special teachers sweated profusely and pulled him up from someone else's bed for a whole morning.

As for the disguised child, he was still crying loudly in the utility room in the attic.

Of course, the special teachers could no longer take care of the poor ghost. The most urgent thing was to listen to the dean and send this troublemaker out quickly.

After hearing this, Lao Jia nodded with his hands in his pockets: "Oh, oh, very good, very good, rub it to be energetic, rub it to be energetic."

Xiao Chengshi rolled his eyes again, and seemed to dislike the "father" in front of him who was cramped and could not be on the stage.

After all, compared with other adopters, Lao Jia is simply the shabbiest adopter in recent years.

"Okay, take Xiao Shi to register. The dean takes care of you and arranges a green channel for you. As long as the registration is completed, he will be your son. Go quickly."

Lao Jia shuddered with excitement after hearing this. He looked at Xiao Chengshi with an unhappy face, and trembled and tentatively stretched out his hand.

Xiao Chengshi glanced at him with disdain and turned away.

Lao Jia froze and stood there in a daze.

But not long after, Xiao Chengshi sighed and resigned himself to his fate and stretched out his hand.

A weak child simply cannot disobey the decision of adults. In this case, it is better to be "obedient and submissive". Perhaps this kind of obedience can make his future life a little more comfortable.

This is not Jiang Wumei's own feeling, but what he read in Xiao Chengshi's eyes.

Lao Jia excitedly clenched Xiao Chengshi's hand, but he quickly let go of it in a second and gently pulled him, saying with a smile:

"Boy, let's go home with me."

"Registration, didn't you hear, you have to register." Xiao Chengshi reminded silently.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, you have to register, teacher, where to register."

The special education teacher sighed helplessly and took Lao Jia and Xiao Chengshi to the adoption office of the orphanage.

Sitting in the negotiation room of the adoption office, Lao Jia's hand holding the pen trembled for a long time, and finally put it down awkwardly.

"I, I can't read."

Xiao Chengshi chuckled after hearing this, but he didn't despise him. Instead, he picked up a pen and started filling in the paper for Lao Jia. After a while, he asked:

"Hey, what's your name? You need to write your name."

Lao Jia looked at Xiao Chengshi's eyes and replied with a complicated expression:

"Lao Jia."

"They need to fill in the surname and given name. Do you think your surname is Lao and your given name is fake?"

"Oh, oh, I understand, I understand, my surname is Cheng..."

"Which Cheng?"

"That's...that's..."

Xiao Chengshi was impatient. He wrote down the word "Cheng" and pointed at it and asked: "Do you understand? Is this the one?"?”

Lao Jia took a closer look and nodded quickly: “That’s it, that’s it.”

“Your last name is Cheng, why do you call yourself Lao Jia?”

Lao Jia laughed: “My name is Cheng Jia, they are used to calling me Lao Jia, that’s the Jia in the world.”

“What a weird name.” Little Cheng Shi muttered and wrote “Cheng Jia” on it.

“Also, what’s my name?”

“Ah?”

Little Cheng Shi pointed to the words on the agreement and said: “You have to fill in my name, you have to give me a name, hey, who is adopting whom, my name is Xiao Shi, Xiao in the big and small, Shi in the tenth, how can I write this in?”

“No, no, you have a name, you have a name, I gave you a name.”

“Oh?” Little Cheng Shi finally got interested, “What’s my name? "

Lao Jia clenched his fist and said very firmly:

"Cheng Shi, Cheng Jia's Cheng, honest Shi."

"Cheng Shi? Tsk, that sounds weird. "

Little Cheng Shi didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at Lao Jia for a while. After seeing the bright light in the other's turbid eyes, he smacked his lips and wrote the word "Cheng Shi" on his adoption agreement.

He didn't seem to hate this name, or rather, he didn't care what his name was.

And that was the first time he wrote his own name.

Cheng Shi.

Cheng Jia's Cheng, honest Shi.

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It seems that summer vacation has come, and there are more readers recently.

Take advantage of the weekend to have some fun for friends who are chasing the update. If the end of this chapter shows that the number of urgings exceeds 10,000 before the update at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, an additional chapter will be added tomorrow morning.

I think the urgings in the past two days are about the same and I feel that it should be possible. Just treat it as a welfare chapter. No gifts are needed, just urging.

The fun is only for today!

Have a good weekend~

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