[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h":3,"chapter-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-272":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Eighteen Levels of Hell: Lying is Forbidden Here",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},748950,993,"Chapter 272: Benevolent Man of Nine Lives","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-272",272,"\u003Cp>The two people quietly sat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew she was pretending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew he knew she was pretending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fate is exactly this coincidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a professional gambler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a cautious Newbie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Newbie encountering a gambler, the final victor definitely is the gambler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't this it, Chen Ran didn't have conclusive evidence to eliminate the possibility of a secondary personality, and could only choose the safest method: not grant Judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If because of 2 Points, one would gamble their life, life... would also be too cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mei Zhixu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three-Star Player Ding Sanmu, looking at the gun-wielding young girl in front of his eyes, in his eyes was completely relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once heard within the Liar-Slayer Alliance there was a perfect Ghost Whisperer. I originally thought the probability of encountering her was basically zero. Unexpectedly it was actually you this part-time worker!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mei Zhixu smiled indifferently. If not for this guy being First Realm of Lingtai, perhaps she also wouldn't have been exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this was a Secret Room manufactured by players. Furthermore it didn't have ghosts manufactured by the Ghost Bride existing. She felt the problem wasn't big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking out a stack of paper from her bag, she casually pulled out a sheet, handing it to Ding Sanmu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the paper, when seeing the clauses on top, Ding Sanmu stared blankly, subsequently chuckling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slave contract, who are you preparing to sell me to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See who bids highest. After all slaves at the First Realm of Lingtai, are very well-received.\" Mei Zhixu shrugged her shoulders, no emotion in her gaze, as if she had done this kind of thing many times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Sanmu casually found a spot and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fishing out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it, taking a deep drag. He had already been tricked out of a lie, naturally having nothing to misgive: \"Your Skill is called Benevolent Man of Nine Lives. Speaking reasonably you are stuck at Two-Star and aren't someone's Reserve Teammate, your Skill should be Ego Tier that's right. But just now after I fell for the move I discovered, it's outrageously strong. If I didn't guess wrongly, it's a Superego Tier Skill right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, why isn't it the legendary True Self Skill?\" Mei Zhixu asked in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha, a True Self Skill won't give people the intuitive feeling of [strong].\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking from a God's perspective, Ding Sanmu's words truly couldn't be refuted. For example Chen Ran's Eternal Kingdom, indeed wouldn't make people produce a very strong feeling. Also for example [Bright Moon of Qin] also wouldn't make people produce a very strong feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Often it is, Superego Skills, in Instance Secret Room Infighting their practical combat effects, are far higher than True Self Skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true strength of a True Self Skill, is its dimensionality reduction strike against other Skills or rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example Bright Moon of Qin, breaking time rules shuttling through time, collecting any intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well said. Not wrong, my Skill indeed is Superego Tier. It also isn't as amazing as you imagined. In front of the true powerhouses of the entire Hell actually it's just like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hell's mechanics, are actually a process of filtering. It's bound to cause the phenomenon of Superego Skills taking root in a certain fixed crowd of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, a Floor Master, wanting to accept Qiu Yinong to serve as a Reserve Teammate. Then the Superego Skill owner before Qiu Yinong...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was subdued by who again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, it could be imagined, the two alliances' topmost players or their Reserve Teammates, would have many Superego Skill owners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Sanmu shook his head: \"You are also a bit too modest. Superego Tier emotional illusion class Skills, estimating the entire Hell... \"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also wouldn't exceed three!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The topic was chatted a bit deeply. Mei Zhixu felt it was time it should end. Slowly raising her arm muzzle aiming at Ding Sanmu:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don't sign, is there anything else you want to say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone needs a period (ending). It's both giving respect to the opponent, and also giving respect to oneself. After all he was previously her, she in the future would also eventually be him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Sanmu took a deep drag, extinguishing the cigarette butt and raising his chin. Looking at the muzzle close at hand in his eyes was without the slightest ripple, but the words spoken out, actually made Mei Zhixu's entire body engender cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mei Zhixu, mei zhixu (no order), the name isn't bad. The homophone is even better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mei Zhixu's pupils abruptly shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lied.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gun sounded. Ding Sanmu, dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not over yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fiercely looked towards the ceiling, only seeing on the ceiling, not knowing when a hanged ghost appeared, and was currently gradually fading out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wanting to run?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghost Whisperer · Benevolent Man of One Life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Liar-Slayer · Benevolent Man of Two Lives!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunshots rang twice. The Secret Room turned black. In the darkness transmitted out the shrill miserable shrieks of the hanged ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hell Maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, inside the red bridal sedan chair ghosts were continuously manufactured, floating towards Maze Secret Rooms one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the sedan chair beside the Ghost Bride, a red-dressed woman's face revealed doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hell Maze and the Ghost Bride, besides filtering the elites for the Battle of the Two Alliances, also had the effect of collecting intelligence. For the heavily focused on players, the various Floor Masters of the two alliances would all dispatch Cannon Fodder death squads to probe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then utilizing the erratic and unpredictable characteristics of the ghosts manufactured by the Ghost Bride, either eavesdropping or peeking or sensing, to obtain the Skill effects of the heavily focused on players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, ghosts being directly instakilled, this kind of situation was extremely rarely seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a certain Secret Room, a Shamate Youth and a Youth sat quietly. He wanted to curse someone's mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dammit, bro, you have nothing better to do than barge in here for what ah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, this young master pinched fingers to calculate, discovering the two son-of-a-bitch bastards wanting to murder me, were exactly trapped here. I planned to finish them off in advance, unexpectedly I ran into the wrong Secret Room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Youth obviously Emotionally Lied. The Shamate only felt heart-tired, however still aiming his muzzle at the Youth: \"You lied.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click. The Bullet jammed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shamate put away his gun, looking at the several corpses in the Secret Room, his heart even more tired. That gaze seemingly saying: See, see, this pervert is immune to Judgment. You guys didn't die unjustly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking from a God's perspective, forbidding lying is Hell's Supreme Rule. Nobody can be immune to Judgment, unless...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What you see is not a person, but rather a Phantom Image manufactured by a Skill. Or your cognition was tampered with, or...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The liar has a Time\u002FSpatial Skill!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this it could be seen, the degree of importance of intelligence in Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If unable to deduce, the opponent's Skill effect, intelligence is the only salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have one?\" The Youth pulled out a cigarette handing it to the Shamate, comforting saying: \"Relax. Although I don't need people to provide lies, but I feel the survivors of the other Secret Rooms, need you to provide lies. Six-Star player... for the current me, if it can be avoided naturally it must be avoided.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the cigarette, after lighting it, the Shamate casually said: \"I f*cking thank you for running into the wrong Secret Room. You wouldn't happen to be directionally challenged right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Youth's hair stood on end: \"What? Me? Directionally challenged? Is there a mistake ah? Look at me being this handsome, do I look directionally challenged?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shamate: Solid hammer (Confirmed).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a certain Secret Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yinong and a woman, quietly sat on the two sides of the Secret Room. The ground was full of corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a pity. Even like this it still didn't force out your Skill.\" The woman was regretful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Yinong towards the defeated, had always not paid any attention. If not for needing to keep a liar to go to the Secret Room where the Youth was located, this woman fundamentally couldn't have lived until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same as Chen Ran as well as the Youth, they were also quietly awaiting the Secret Room to transfer again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only them, the remaining five Secret Rooms had almost also arrived at the final duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, no matter what, the players in the eight Secret Rooms, all had about the same thoughts. Keep one liar, for other people to use Skills.\u003C\u002Fp>",1434,"2026-06-02T12:08:03.809Z",1,"novelbin.me","0adccfb64b84a20d4455c247149c6067581ae5370ecce5310fe352518f1eba53","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-273","the-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-chapter-271",621,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-eighteen-levels-of-hell-lying-is-forbidden-h-cover.jpg"]