Chapter 315

The next moment, a flash of light flickered through Wan Shi Tong's eyes.

As if reading data, Lin Yang's entire life immediately manifested.

The level of detail was no less than a diary of trivial accounts.

Soon, he recited in a rote manner: "Lin Yang, 24 years old, born October 2nd, from Huainan, graduated from Huaiyang University."

"Resides in Xiuli Community, father is a pipeline maintenance worker with 22 years of seniority, mother is a garment factory worker with 12 years of seniority."

"Currently interning at Chaoyang Law Firm, monthly salary 2,500, one day off per week."

"Has dated three girlfriends, the longest lasting for six months."

"Hobbies include playing badminton, once won the Xiuli Community adult singles badminton championship."

"Dream is to become mayor and let his family live a good life."

The more Su Yang heard, the more alarmed he became; he only wanted basic information, who would have thought he would describe everything in such exhaustive detail.

Even including his dream?

Was this also dug up by him?

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Wan Shi Tong put his mask back on.

"Talent." Su Yang spat out two words.

"'Copy'! Its function is to copy the talents of deceased players."

"The name of the previous death game."

"Carrot Defense."

Hmm?

Su Yang was slightly startled, and his gaze toward him held a bit more surprise.

Wan Shi Tong felt the gaze Su Yang cast and chuckled lightly: "Brother Su, are you satisfied with our shop's service?"

Su Yang sipped his lemonade, only to find it had already bottomed out.

One had to admit, the other party's ability was indeed somewhat eerie.

Even Lin Yang himself had never revealed this information.

Arriving at the prison was equivalent to saying goodbye to the past.

Even Su Yang himself had never told anyone about his own past.

Yet Wan Shi Tong not only understood Lin Yang's past, he even knew his talent and game content!

"This information isn't worth much, you might as well ask a few more questions," Wan Shi Tong suggested.

"The thing Lin Yang regrets most in the death game."

"Killing a grandfather and grandson in the second death game, titled 'Ghost Shadows Everywhere'."

"The most embarrassing thing Lin Yang encountered in the death game."

"Nearly being molested by an old man in the third death game."

"What color are Lin Yang's underwear with holes in them?"

"Blue, worn for five years."

"..."

Su Yang's heart shook violently; this was no longer as simple as selling information.

This guy not only knew the past, he also understood the players' performance within the death games.

If the previous things were all fabricated, then the subsequent ones were all things that happened to them within the initial prison.

How could he know this so clearly?

Hearing this, Su Yang already had some understanding of his talent.

It was no exaggeration to call him 'Wan Shi Tong' (Know-It-All).

Thinking of this, Su Yang looked at that white mask in the crowd.

At this moment, Lin Yang was getting hot and heavy with a girl with a curvaceous figure.

Their bodies were almost pressed together, and he didn't know what he said, but it made the other party giggle incessantly.

The next moment, Lin Yang's hand rested very naturally on the girl's shoulder, and his body leaned in closer.

"He wants to have a deep exchange with that woman," Wan Shi Tong suddenly leaned in and said.

"After being suppressed for so long, it's normal to do some absurd things," Su Yang said slowly.

"Aren't you going to find him to verify if the information is true?" Wan Shi Tong asked.

"No need, I trust your ability."

"So... can we officially begin now?"

"No rush," Su Yang withdrew his gaze, "Since you know everything, you might as well talk about my talent."

"'Illusion', its function is to make people fall into a set illusion, lasting for thirty minutes," Wan Shi Tong blurted out.

Clearly, he had already done his homework before coming to him.

"So that's how it is..." Su Yang suddenly realized, understanding in his heart.

Once these words were spoken, he had a rough understanding of Wan Shi Tong's talent.

Rather than saying it was insight into the past, it was better to say it was pieced together using the current players' memories.

To be precise, it was filtered based on the players' degree of recognition of a matter.

For example, regarding Lin Yang's past, there must be people familiar with him alive in the prison.

Based on memory and recognition, he pieced the memories into a picture to elaborate.

The questions Su Yang asked were all facts he understood; only then could Wan Shi Tong express them through his perspective.

And his true talent was 'Deception', but in most people's memories, it was 'Illusion'.

Consequently, Wan Shi Tong would filter out Su Yang's self-cognition and state the 'Illusion' that more people recognized.

If he asked a question that even he himself didn't know, Wan Shi Tong only needed to answer according to the answer recognized by ordinary people.

For example...

The truth behind the prison.

He didn't know the answer, he could only analyze it based on people's self-analysis results, and take the answer with the highest quantity and highest degree of overlap.

"Is there a problem?" Wan Shi Tong asked in confusion, seeing him silent.

"No problem, I am very satisfied with your ability," Su Yang said.

"Please begin."

"What is the theme of the next death game?"

Wan Shi Tong was stunned, clearly not expecting the other party to ask such a question.

He then lifted his mask and reached his hand into his eyes.

The familiar light appeared, and he then elaborated: "Domination!"

"Be more specific," Su Yang frowned.

"Striving to become king," Wan Shi Tong said.

【Escape School Dragon game cleared successfully】

"It seems some players have already figured out the theme pattern," Su Yang thought to himself.

It should be similar to a sandbox game, completing territory seizure through some method.

"What reward do you want?" Su Yang asked.

"Ten catties of beef, five catties of pork," Wan Shi Tong said.

Su Yang calculated secretly, the price did not exceed 10 points.

Meat was not expensive in the prison.

"No problem, I'll arrange it for you when I go back," Su Yang nodded.

"Please enter the channel on time at ten in the morning," Wan Shi Tong reminded.

"Okay."

Seeing Su Yang's intention to leave his seat, Wan Shi Tong asked curiously: "Don't you want to ask something else?"

It was clear that he had finally caught a player with zero-yuan purchase qualifications and didn't want to let him go just like that.

"I'm not interested in other things, I just want to play every death game well," Su Yang prevaricated casually.

If he could cast aside everything and strike at the core of the problem.

Su Yang could chat with him all night.

It was just a pity that this ability of the other party had contingency.

Although he could shop for free, it didn't mean he would trade things for a pile of information of unknown value.

Rather than asking for a pile of opinions from most players, it was better to put his mind on how to play the game.

It was not that what most people thought...

was correct.

"Hey, don't leave yet!" Wan Shi Tong hurriedly stood up.

However, at this moment, all the lights in the ballroom went out.

The pitch-black environment was suffocating.

"Who the fuck turned off the lights?" Lin Yang cursed.

His hand was just about to reach into the girl's bodice, and it just so happened that the lights went out.

This directly scared away the female companion beside him.

Suddenly, ten white spotlights fell abruptly on the players.

Immediately after, a broadcast sound rang out:

"'Execution' begins!"