The Fool of the Gods

In reality, a large laboratory in an unknown province or city.

Wei Guan opened his eyes without surprise and glanced at the clock on the table casually.

Time did not move at all, and the trial was over.

He looked down at his chest, felt his heart still beating, and snorted coldly.

"Boring trick.

Fear is not a sharp blade, but a good medicine to save players. This idea is too vulgar and unoriginal."

No one responded in the empty laboratory, only his echo floated back and forth.

He stood up from his chair, walked to a large screen, and pressed the switch to start the machine.

"Experiment-IV is starting..."

"Hello, Dr. Wei Guan, we meet again, how was your day?"

Wei Guan's tone was neither happy nor sad.

"It's a very ordinary day."

"Is your special trial going well?"

"Smooth? Probably.

But a trial that goes too smoothly is not conducive to human growth, so I slightly increased the difficulty for my teammates."

"You are as kind and generous as ever. Startup completed in 12.964 seconds."

Wei Guan frowned slightly, his face a little serious.

"Your loading time is 0.065 seconds slower. Analyze the cause and submit a report."

"Sorry, analyzing the cause."

"Analysis completed in 3.014 seconds.

The reason is: [Divinity] storage container ruptured and lost pressure, [Divinity] escape rate 32.189%, in order to prevent [Divinity] from escaping to the survival area, extra time was spent to close the door of the experimental area.

The detailed accident report has been issued, please check it."

Wei Guan turned a few pages with a cold face, his brows twisted into a ball.

"Looks like I have to capture [divinity] again. Analyze the experimental [divinity] balance ratio and tell me which trials I need to participate in."

"Analyzing the experimental ratio..."

"Please wait..."

...

Reality, an uninhabited area in an unknown province or city.

Yunni woke up from the sand and wiped the rain off her face.

"Huh? Why is it raining again? Trouble."

She looked up at the falling raindrops and snapped her fingers gently.

"Tap!"

The raindrops disappeared the moment they fell on a certain position above her head.

Drops of liquid condensed in this world were transferred to a world that was about to be annihilated.

As for whether this fine rain brought a disaster like the last straw that broke the camel's back or a timely redemption to that world, no one knew.

She raised her head slightly and looked at her chest, with Cheng Shi's words still echoing in her ears.

"Fairness without the consent of others is not fair."

Oh, fairness?

Only those with strength are qualified to talk about fairness, as for the weak...

To live is the original sin.

It is better to be annihilated.

Yunni lay down again, closed his eyes, listened to the noisy rain around him, and his thoughts drifted to who knows where.

...

Reality, a shack in an unknown province or city.

A bare-chested soldier woke up, opened his eyes and looked around for a moment, and then slowly closed his eyes again.

From beginning to end, there was no sound in this dusty shack.

It was so quiet that it made people panic.

...

Reality, an apartment in an unknown province or city.

Du Xiguang woke up, but he didn't get up.

The soft big bed has a fatal attraction for a tired person. It seems to have grown countless tentacles and tied himself to it, unable to move.

He lay there for a long time, until the scenes in the trial flashed back into his mind again, and then he opened his eyes, with a sinister smile on his lips.

"Good man? What a noble word.

I hope that my good friend can still find the right answer after being deceived by my wonderful performance.

Oh, by the way, he seems to have a backup plan.

It doesn't matter. If I can't kill him this time, maybe I will have a chance next time.

Don't you agree?

Du Xiguang?"

In the mirror in front of Du Xiguang, his reflection was looking at him gloomily.

But he was laughing heartily.

"Don't be unhappy. When I dedicate this memory, we will be good people again, right?"

As he said that, he took out a notebook with the power of [Memory] flowing in it and gently wiped it on his forehead.

Du Xiguang in the mirror had a livid face and clenched his jaws, but he was helpless.

Soon after, the two people's movements were synchronized again.

Du Xiguang opened his eyes, looked at the new handwriting on his notebook in confusion, and suddenly woke up.

"July 14th, very good, the trial is over."

He turned his head and looked at the mirror, and continued with a playful tone:

"Unfortunately, I didn't die. It seems that this time, youI have to stay in there for a while longer."

The mouth shape and movements of Du Xiguang in the mirror were exactly the same as those of Du Xiguang outside the mirror, and he did not respond.

Everything that just happened seemed like a drama performance by one person.

...

Reality, an office building in an unknown province or city.

Fang Jue stood up from his chair the moment he woke up.

He frowned and walked quickly to the file room, and began to rummage in the file cabinet.

After a while, a crisp sound of high heels sounded behind him.

"Fang Jue?"

Fang Jue turned around and found that it was Ji Yue, a member of the mutual aid association who lived next door, a mage who believed in [truth].

The barrier of this office building was opened by a group of enthusiastic and kind players, and then they lived together in the form of mutual assistance, forming a mutual aid association in the post-God-descent era.

And Fang Jue and she were the two with the highest scores here, and they were very prestigious.

"Why are you so flustered? Did you encounter a problem in the trial? ”

“You’ve come just in time. Do you remember the Grand Inquisition’s Mo Qiusi you told me about? Help me look up his information.”

Ji Yue nodded in surprise and walked into the archives.

“The son of [Order] who died young? What are you looking for? Why not ask me first? Maybe I know.”

“Are scholars of the historical school so knowledgeable?”

“What else? Tell me?” Ji Yue smiled and sat at the table, tilting her head and waiting.

“I want to know where he died, and I want to know if he lost a semi-artifact of the Grand Inquisition after his death, which should be a scepter.”

“[Moment of Execution]? A scepter of thunder punishment.”

“You know?” Fang Jue’s face was full of surprise.

“Well, the Grand Inquisition’s only lost scepter of judgment in thousands of years has remained a mystery.

Many mages are looking for it, including me.

Have you... seen it? "

Fang Jue nodded solemnly.

"Where?" Ji Yue stood up suddenly in excitement and grabbed Fang Jue's hand.

Fang Jue sighed and said word by word:

"In the hands of a rational eroder, I initially suspected that he pretended to be Mo Qiusi, but later I came to my senses and thought that he should have witnessed Mo Qiusi's death and stole the [Moment of Execution]. "

Ji Yue widened his eyes and covered his mouth in surprise.

"Your trial seems very exciting, tell me in detail."

Fang Jue also felt that he needed someone to sort it out with him. He put down the information in his hand and began to tell it slowly.

Until he finished telling the story of the whole trial, he stopped and looked at Ji Yue with a serious face.

"How, what do you think?"

Ji Yue pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"You were deceived."

"?" "

"The sacrifice of [Death] may not be someone else, but you.

I feel that your thinking has deviated, but I can't say who misled you.

And the reason eroder named Cheng Shi is probably using you to verify this answer.

But you did a good job. Given the situation at that time, you had no other way to kill yourself except your trump card.

I'm very curious. He became the last player in the trial. Can he survive?"

Fang Jue was slightly stunned.

"You mean, all this was not arranged by him?"

"I can't be sure without seeing it with my own eyes, but the dirty tricks that fueled the flames are probably inevitable."

"Even if it wasn't his plan, he is...very powerful.

I want to remind my friends in [Order] to be careful of this reason eroder named Cheng Shi."

"In that case, do you mind if I offer a small reward for [Moment of Execution] in the Mage Channel?"

"It seems that it's not impossible?

Oh, and it's not always bad news. I brought back the body of a [Foolish] believer. I think you might have a chance to get 2600 points now."

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