I Became a God in a Horror Game: 364, Yinshan Village (day +179)

"But... isn't President Bai's memory swallowed?" Wang Shun had an epiphany first, and then asked hesitantly, "Can he remember the plans he made before?"

"Bai Liu really doesn't remember." Liu Jiayi lay on the back of the chair, holding her face in her hands and looking up at the big screen, with a mischievous smile on her face, "But as soon as this guy enters the dungeon, he uses the old method The follow-up plans and arrangements are well prepared and left behind, so that I can check them later if I am amnesia.”

Wang Shun thought about it. In the short few minutes before he lost his memory after entering the dungeon, he didn't see Bai Liu writing any small notes with a pen, leaving any marks on the side of the road, or even making videos. No, there is absolutely nothing to leave planned anomalies or record actions.

He really couldn't figure out how Bai Liu left a plan for himself behind him, so he humbly asked, "What old method did the president use, and how did he keep it?"

"Bai Liu used the old method that I communicated with him once in the orphanage." Mu Ke laughed, "Fold the bookmark."

Wang Shun was taken aback: "Mark the book's fold?"

"Yes, don't you think Bai Liu's memory, in such a short period of time, has he memorized too much from this "Maoshan Sorcery Manuscript"?" Liu Jiayi held her face and turned away. He looked at Wang Shun.

Wang Shun was taken aback for a moment, he actually felt that this was a bit of a violation, but when Bai Liu talked about this thing, his speech and behavior were too natural, as if Bai Liu was born with these things, so Wang Shun naturally skipped it this doubt.

But Liu Jiayi did not skip it. She analyzed seriously: "If the person in the game is Mu Ke, he can indeed read this book in such a short period of time, and then extract effective memory information from it. .”

"But with Bai Liu's memory, he can't do it."

Liu Jiayi raised a finger: "So there is only one possibility, that is, Bai Liu quickly browsed this book before losing his memory, sift through the information in this book, and folded some pages that he thought were important. , and after amnesia, Bai Liu only read the pages that had been screened, so he remembered them so quickly."

Wang Shun began to feel dizzy. He played few games and couldn't keep up with Liu Jiayi and the others in terms of game tactics design. Does Bai Liu understand what he was going to do before he lost his memory?"

"What kind of Maoshan sorcery..." Wang Shun was very confused, "It's impossible to write about Kong Xuyang's weakness and Bai Liu's specific plan in this book, right?"

Naishen smiled and said, "You don't need to say it so clearly, and you don't need to understand that step."

"Because Bai Liu is giving instructions, not discussing with the later self, Bai Liu only needs the latter self to do things according to what he marked in the book."

"Issuing an order?" Wang Shun understood a little when he heard this, and smiled wryly, "Is it the same as we usually communicate with President Bai? Many times, you don't need to understand why, and you can just arrange it with President Bai." Is it enough to execute the task according to the terms?"

Ni Shen nodded, and he sighed: "Almost."

"Although Bai Liu's arrangements are indeed correct most of the time, I personally still feel a little authoritarian." Ni Shennai spread his hands, smiled, and patted Wang Shun's back as if he was in the same boat. He said in relief, "But Bai Liu is not targeting anyone. Look, he treats himself the same way. You don't have to take it too seriously, just follow him..."

Muke and Liu Jiayi slowly moved their eyes over Nishen's eloquent narration, and even Tang Erda, who had been silent all this time, looked at Nishen a few more times.

"This killer sequence tactician, is it against our team's tactician..." Liu Jiayi raised her eyebrows.

Mu Ke frowned: "Are you too familiar with your acting style?"

Tang Er raised his eyebrows and looked at Nishen warily.

Against God: "..."

Naishen calmly clenched his fist and coughed: "Is there any? It's just an ordinary understanding of the tactician who may become a strong enemy in the future. Everyone in our team knows Bailiu very well, right?"

Sitting next to him, Spade had no expression on his face, and nodded earnestly in agreement: "I know best."

Bo Jiamu and Bai Yi, who were unable to get in the conversation from the beginning to the end: "..."

Is there?

...Didn't we meet Bai Liu for the first time last month? Or did you two tell us to get to know Bai Liu secretly?

Although the atmosphere of the Wandering Circus is very harmonious, the atmosphere of the entire viewing pool is not harmonious at all.

The fanatical lambs are almost in chaos. Many members are running around in panic. They have poured all their reserve points into the rankings. Now that this situation happens, the audience is not stupid. All who could run ran away.

The growth rate of their betting pool is directly cleared!

The audience is whispering non-stop:

"Wow, it's a risk. Fortunately, I didn't fall into the lamb, otherwise I would lose my **** now."

"...I feel that the circus is going to win, do you want to join now?"

"I'm also a little bit tempted, but let's wait and see..."

"Wait and see, the more people join in the future, the lower the comprehensively calculated exchange rate will be, so get in early!"

"But, although Kong Xuyang's skill is temporarily invalid, he can still use it again? I still think Bai Liu is not very good, let's take a look..."

Wang Shun stared at the system panel and frowned: "It is obviously such a big advantage, but the growth rate of our gambling pool has not increased significantly, it has only increased slightly, and it has returned to cold."

"Because this Kong Xuyang's skills can be used again, and he is an old player who has participated in three major arenas seriously, so many viewers are still waiting and watching." Liu Jiayi said calmly, "Normal, just wait."

Although she said it was normal, Liu Jiayi's expression didn't relax at all, her lips were tightly pursed and she looked at the big screen.

"Kong Xuyang can't use his skills on Bai Liu anymore." Ni Shen looked up at the whip-wielding Bai Liu on the big screen for a while, and said softly.

Liu Jiayi turned her head to look at Nishen: "Why?"

Naishen seemed to recall something, and smiled lightly. That smile was covered with something that Liu Jiayi couldn't understand, like smoke: "Because Kong Xuyang saw Bai Liu's memory."

"When you feel that the other party is an omnipotent, insane, and god-like bad guy, you will fear the other party from the bottom of your heart, and feel that the other party is too strong to be defeated, so you will grasp all your abilities Seize the opportunity to kill the opponent and prevent the opponent from coming back."

"Because the other party seems to be a fusion of the two nouns [powerful] and [bad], it is just a target that will keep killing people. ‌Level-level combat power, until he kills the opponent."

"Feeling that the opponent is strong will stimulate your own combat power and aggressiveness."

"And once you know that this guy had a miserable childhood, stepped on ice in winter, drowned in water in summer, didn't like studying in the middle of the night, and fell asleep when listening to math class, he grew up well He will look like a stingy kid who lived to be in his twenties, who was reluctant to buy himself a cake for his birthday, and finally bought two catties of oranges to make up for it, struggling more than too many ordinary people in this world..."

Ni Shen was quiet for a while, and he lowered his eyes: "At this point, I can no longer feel that he is strong."

"Feeling that a person is strong is based on the emotions of long-distance gaze such as fear, jealousy, fear, etc. Kong Xuyang feels that a person is stronger than him because he feels that the other party's objective conditions are better than him. "

"But now Kong Xuyang fully understands Bai Liu's memory."

"In my memory, Bai Liu's conditions in all aspects are really poor, so poor that Kong Xuyang would not believe that Bai Liu, who grew up in such an environment, would be a stronger person than him."

Naishen suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Jiayi, he smiled, his brows and eyes were gently bent, and there was a kind of free and easy pride in his tone:

"Of course, I personally think that Bai Liu is much stronger than Kong Xuyang. This should be a consensus between us, right?"

Liu Jiayi stared at Nishen for a long time, turned her head, and said coldly: "Trash is not worthy of being compared with Bai Liu."

Naishen took the conversation fluently and said with a smile, "That's true."

In-game.

The monkey claw and monkey tail on Mu Sicheng's body is like an unstable projected image. After flickering twice, it is completely solidified. dust.

Kong Xuyang turned over to avoid Mu Sicheng's blow from the sky, covered his mouth and half knelt on the ground, his eyes were so red that they could almost bleed: "How could they break free from my skills, obviously they are just two losers... ..."

"Who are you talking about loser!" Mu Sicheng stood up and rushed forward, covering the side of his face with his paws, and savagely shot Kong Xuyang three times, "I think it's the loser!"

Kong Xuyang quickly put his legs together, and a talisman unfolded and stuck it in front of his crotch. When Mu Sicheng grabbed it fiercely, his sharp claws hit Kong Xuyang's talisman, making a hard, thumping sound of gold and stone colliding. .

"Fuck, what?!" Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded, "Iron crotch?!"

Kong Xuyang smiled sinisterly: "Reinforced Iron Bone Talisman."

"Don't think that if my skills fail, we will succeed." After all, Kong Xuyang has played in the mid-season game, and he is very stable psychologically, and he is quick to deal with such unexpected accidents.

Kong Xuyang didn't care about Mu Sicheng at all, and turned his head to Yang Zhi who was beside him and shouted sharply: "Don't panic, dig quickly! My skills are not effective for the time being, and I can use my skills to control them after returning to normal." !”

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and wanted to attack again. He swept his legs and was about to hit Kong Xuyang. Kong Xuyang quickly attached the steel and iron bone charm to his ankle. Jumped up.

Kong Xuyang sneered twice, he knew that he was not as good as Mu Sicheng in close combat, so he seized the gap and retreated, letting the zombies on both sides surround him to cover him.

At the same time, Kong Xuyang bit the tip of his tongue in pain, sprayed blood on a pile of yellow talismans in his hand, then raised his eyes, raised his forearm and spun around twice in front of him, with his fingers outstretched, the blood in his arms The spell flew out and stuck on the head of the approaching zombie:

"Reinforced Iron Bone Talisman, go!"

After the yellow talisman was pasted on the forehead of the approaching zombie, the eyes glowed red, and the loose carrion on the body grew into tangled muscles connected by fibers, and the surface of the skin was plated with a layer of brass luster. The teeth protrude an inch.

These zombies have half-shaved hair, a typical front-facing hairstyle, and are wearing half-mandarin jackets with open chests, which are now plated with a layer of copper light. The appearance of Mu Sicheng...

"Fuck, this is the Eighteen Bronze Man Zombie Formation, right?!" Mu Sicheng rushed several times in a row, but couldn't get out at all, and even hit his limbs with pain.

The formation of zombies is getting closer and closer. With his left paw, Mu Sicheng pushes away a zombie approaching with his teeth bared, while blocking his neck with his right hand, preventing one from biting his neck. zombies.

Mu Sicheng exerted so much force that the veins in his neck bulged: "...Bai Liu, where's the man?!"

A whip swayed from side to side, trying to pierce in. The whip hit the zombie's skin and made a piercing sound of pinging, bang, bang, bang, and was blocked by the densely intertwined limbs like a copper wall.

"There's nothing I can do to help." Bai Liu's calm voice came from outside, "They are too hard, and I can't get in, so please do your best."

After speaking, Bai Liu seemed to turn around and leave.

Trapped in the formation, Mu Sicheng, who is full of big men: "???"

"Come back, you bastard!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that his hair and curled monkey tail stood on end, "Didn't you tell me that there is something wrong with rushing forward! Now I Run away after being blocked here by so many men, take responsibility for me!"

But there was no more Bai Liu's voice from outside, only Kong Xuyang's sarcastic and sarcastic voice: "Did you get dumped?"

As he spoke, Kong Xuyang coughed, his face was pale, and he wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "I studied decent spells in the last game, and this steel and iron bone talisman can be used on zombies. All battles are victorious, although the attack value is mediocre, but the defense value is extremely high, and these zombies who have been subdued by me will not listen to anyone except me, and there is no solution, except for a little consumption of the caster's essence and blood..."

"But I'm already going to win, so what's the point of consuming a little blood?" Kong Xuyang leaned over to Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in the formation and couldn't move, and laughed loudly, his eyes raised fiercely. Picking up a sharp short knife, "Don't worry, I won't let the zombies consume you, I'm very quick to make up the knife, let me die now!"

In the distance, there was a huge "bang" and an explosion sound, accompanied by the sound of splashing water falling.

A bullet hit Kong Xuyang's raised hand quickly from a distance, and with a crisp "pop", the short knife in Kong Xuyang's hand fell to the ground.

Kong Xuyang let out a cry of pain, and blood gushed from his palm.

"Why are there bullets here?" Kong Xuyang covered his palm that was shot through, and turned around in surprise.

Yang Zhi, who was digging his grave, was also shocked and raised his head: "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing." Bai Liu replied lightly, with his finger on the trigger of a revolver, "I blew up the weir pond, and connected the grave with this mass grave."

[System prompt: Player Bai Liu switches to enter player Tang Erda's personal panel, use personal skill (Rose Bullet)]

"Why did he blow up the Yantang?!" Yang Zhi looked at Kong Xuyang in panic, "Where is it connected to the underground river under the bridge in the tomb? !”

"Brother Kong, there are too many blames for us to handle!"

Kong Xuyang tightly clenched his right hand that was dripping blood, and the muscles on his cheekbone trembled from clenched teeth: "Bai Liu——!"

He is obviously just an inferior person with nothing, why can he be pushed to such a point!

In the weir pond not far away, there are pale limbs sticking out, grasping the shore, and ghosts struggling to crawl out from the mud at the bottom of the blasted weir pond, paper figurines with beaming faces Covered with mud, she is jumping sideways and approaching on the tree-lined path towards the side, and walking beside her is a bride with a hijab, waving a hipa, and acting dignified.

Directly in front of you is the bridge ghost with a white umbrella covering his face, dripping water as he walks. ‌One piece.

In the farthest distance are some paper figurines carrying the seven open coffins, in which lay a drowned old man with blue, white and purple faces and a smile.

The old man's sharp black nails are peacefully staggered in front of his chest, as if he is really dead, but if you look closely, these old man's nails are still growing, and the smile on his mouth is getting deeper and bigger until it cracks to the root of the ear.

On the gloomy rural wet dirt road, the red and white shrouds are intertwined and vaguely overlapped, and the money from the past with round square holes keeps falling from the sky. , Incense, wax oil, corpse odor and decaying moisture filled people's mouth and nose.

This scene of ghosts walking at night makes people tremble with fear just by looking at it, and Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in place by the bronze zombie zombie, just stared at it.

Bai Liu is here to save him or to kill him! So many ghosts!

Yang Zhi shouted in horror: "Brother Kong, what should we do?"

Kong Xuyang quickly opened his panel, and the various icons on it twitched, disappearing for a while, and Kong Xuyang's eyes skipped these icons that sometimes disappeared, and quickly froze on the column of system prompts :

[System prompt: Player Kong Xuyang's personal skills are about to completely expire—5, 4, 3, 2, 1——]

[System prompt: All players' panels are unlocked]

Kong Xuyang let out a bad breath, he was waiting for this moment!

His skills need to be carefully operated on the panel, and he was the one who was most restricted when his skills were about to fail, but now they are completely disabled, and Kong Xuyang's own panel has also been completely unblocked, which means With one thing——

The corner of Kong Xuyang's mouth rose uncontrollably, and he frantically pressed the skill button: [Use the (panel silence) skill again! 】

[System prompt: Loading player Kong Xuyang's skills (the panel is silent)...]

Soon, immediately all the advantages will return to him, he is such an excellent person, it is impossible to lose to Bai Liu, who has never had enough to eat since childhood, and can only pass more than 400 points in the exam Mentally handicapped orphans...

As long as sufficient conditions are given to him, he will be the best man in the world. No one can defeat him when he uses skills, unless the other party has stronger conditions than him.

But does Bailiu have it?

Bai Liu didn't, he was just a loser who has been failing and frustrated from beginning to end in his life, from childhood, youth, to youth, and only survived by being modified by someone's memory.

So it is impossible for him to lose to Bai Liu! He is so much stronger than Bai Liu!

Kong Xuyang's crimson eyes almost crazily reflected the loading bar of the system's loading skills, and the hand pierced by the gun trembled uncontrollably, but the smile on his face became bigger and bigger—he was about to Won!

【System prompt: Player Kong Xuyang's skill (panel silence) failed to load, the reason for the detection failure... The target player in the game is detected that does not meet the skill usage, and the skill cannot be used by the entire audience. 】

【Player Bai Liu does not meet the skill usage requirements. 】

Kong Xuyang felt dizzy when he saw the eye-catching red prompt on the system panel.

There was a smell of blood in his throat, and he roared in disbelief: "How is it possible?!"

"Why can't you use skills against Bai Liu?!"

[Reminder from the system: Because you firmly believe that Bai Liu is weaker than you, and the restrictions on the use of your skills do not include people who you think are worse than you and weaker, so you cannot use skills on Bai Liu . 】

"Why can't Bai Liu be inferior to me so he can't use his skills!" Kong Xuyang uncontrollably smashed his system coin and shouted, "You guys are covering up Bai Liu! It's not fair!"

"I'm about to win!"

【Reminder from the system: The game never shields anyone. 】

Yang Zhi looked at the army of hundreds of ghosts that was getting closer and closer, kept retreating, and looked at Kong Xuyang in fear: "Brother Kong! They are coming!"

Kong Xuyang gathered his mind that was suffocated to the extreme by anger, stared at Bai Liu not far away with his bloodshot eyes, and growled heavily: "A mere Bai Liu...without skills, I can still win!"

He waved his hand and raised it, took another bite of blood and smeared it on his thumb, tapped it on the talisman, and the two command talismans flew out and stuck to the back of the bronze zombie that surrounded Mu Sicheng.

Kong Xuyang said in a hoarse voice: "Get up! Array—a copper wall and an iron wall!"

The zombies besieging Mu Sicheng paused, then spread out slowly, forming a circle with their arms around each other facing outward, firmly protecting Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi in the middle.

And Mu Sicheng, who was also trapped in the middle, was bound by a zombie's backhand and guarded the house motionless.

Mu Sicheng was bitten during the siege just now, and now he covers the big hole in his neck and sits on the ground panting, his face turning purple from the corpse poison.

Kong Xuyang took pleasure in seeing Mu Sicheng's weak appearance: "So what if you have skills? No memory. It's not that you don't know how to use it. It's just a waste."

"After being poisoned by the corpse, the mental value will be completely lost within an hour and become a zombie here."

"It's like this." Kong Xuyang lowered his head and approached Mu Sicheng, and smiled nervously, "Bai Liu will be like this, and I will win in the end."

After finishing speaking, Kong Xuyang didn't even look at Mu Sicheng, and said to Yang Zhi in a cold voice: "Dig out, dig out the remaining almanac and play trueend to end this game."