Chapter 19: The Nasal Girl's Prophecy

The Nasal Girl's Prophecy

Cheng Shi turned his head to look at Seeing Bai Ling for a bit too long, plus the perverted smile at the corner of his mouth, which caused Seeing Bai Ling to misunderstand for a while.

She smiled meaningfully and winked at Cheng Shi, thinking she had met someone of the same path.

As a result, the moment the sensory hunter was activated, she found that there was no desire in the opposite party's emotions, as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and even the mark couldn't be marked.

Her smile remained unchanged on the surface, but she labeled Cheng Shi in her heart:

Eunuch or gay.

Cheng Shi naturally didn't know all this. He realized his rudeness and withdrew his gaze.

This game is interesting.

Three men, three women; three singers, three non-singers; three pairs of glasses, three non-glasses.

It's really symmetrical.

But one thing to say, the singer profession is biased towards support, and there are really many slackers in it.

The strong ones are really strong, first-class big support, everyone says it's good after using it.

The weak ones are really weak, pure slackers.

Unlike a milk mother, if the talent is not good, she can still milk a bit, the singer's profession skills are weak, and the ability depends entirely on talent.

If the talent is not good, the bonus state given is simply maddening.

Give an inappropriate example: in the battlefield torrent where killing is like cutting grass, our singer sang a song and gave our soldiers a buff of great appetite.

You say it's a gain, it is indeed a gain.

You say it's useful, what's the use? Gnaw two more bites of the enemy army?

Really no fucking use.

But looking at the current situation, at least this big wavy English teacher still looks like a reliable one.

"I didn't find opposite faith, to improve efficiency, let's show our cards."

Fang Shiqing smiled and patted a book, placing it on the table.

"Peering into the essence, walking to see the truth, I am His believer."

A singer of 【Truth】, a learned poet.

An awesome profession that can write skill books into pages and use them at any time.

A-Ming widened his eyes looking at her, then turned to look at the 【Chaos】 uncle, his face tightened.

"Are you sure he doesn't believe in 【Foolishness】?"

Fang Shiqing first smiled and nodded, then said quite solemnly:

"The situation might be a bit complex, but I believe everyone should have a sense of cooperation. In the maze of 【Memory】, the more people, the higher the efficiency, isn't it?"

"Sister said it really well, I don't think I need to introduce myself, the appearance you are thinking of in your mind is me."

Seeing Bai Ling echoed with a smile, and then drank the last drop of wine in the bottle.

"Start quickly, while my desire is not that strong, I can still help everyone."

Seeing a 2000-point singer master the rhythm, Cheng Shi honestly acted as a slacker.

The goal of the memory maze is often to break the intertwined memories, find the owner of the final memory, and leave the maze through "it."

In human words, it is to determine which layer of memory you are in, and then break it layer by layer to collect the ending.

Simpler: find the exit in Inception.

Everyone knew that the layer they were in couldn't possibly be the final mystery, so they were all prepared to find clues after their respective 【Decree Actions】.

Xu Lu opposite saw Cheng Shi lower his head and not speak, and the teammates all began to stand up, suddenly nasalized:

"I... I have a clue."

Fang Shiqing raised her eyebrows, instead looking at Cheng Shi first with a playful expression.

She seemed to have a magic power that could judge the relationship between people, and she saw the subtle connection between the two.

"What clue?"

"The believer of 【Existence】 didn't say there was a clue, the believer of 【Nothingness】 has a clue first, are you... a prophet?"

"Hiss—headache."

Xu Lu pursed her lips, nodded in entanglement and said:

"Yes, I am a prophet, I saw a certain scene that will be experienced today, this might be very helpful for us to find clues, after all, we only have 12 hours."

A prophet can foresee the near future by throwing dice, but can only see one of the countless fate lines of the future, and even has the possibility of failure.

Fate is always changing, no one can be sure if the foreseen future can come.

But this doesn't prevent it from becoming a guide.

A-Ming blinked: "When did you complete the 【Decree Action】? Just now?"

The 【Decree Action】 of 【Fate】 is divination, which is throwing the "dice of fate" in hand.

But the result of this divination is very obscure, and often players will only link the divination points to the ending when the trial ends.

When Xu Lu woke up just now, she quietly threw the dice of fate on her thigh, and the points she got were 5. She was a bit afraid that this number indicated the final number of survivors, so she had to find a way to ensure her safety.

Although this 【Existence】 player opposite is not necessarily an opposite faith, although the priest's damage ability is not high, although his score is lower than hers...

But she didn't want to take risks.

"Yes, my score is not high, and I'm not smart, I need to team up with others to explore so I don't hold back..."

This is obviously setting conditions. Cheng Shi smiled and didn't speak, Seeing Bai Ling rolled her eyes, and Huang Bo was still scratching his head.

A-Ming was quite warm-hearted, gave a step, and took a sentence: "Then you..."

Xu Lu didn't speak, looking at Fang Shiqing.

This thigh is very thick, everyone can see it.

Fang Shiqing smiled and didn't refuse.

Xu Lu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to nasalize:

"There are two prophecies. Yesterday I saw someone die today, the points thrown were 9. Just now, I saw a woman's hand wearing a ring lift a teacup, the points thrown were 4."

"You have 1600 ladder points, the dice of fate probably only has 10 sides?"

Xu Lu nodded.

"Is the person who died male or female?"

Xu Lu shook her head, her face ugly: "The revelation of fate is not clear, I only saw someone lying in a pool of blood..."

The larger the points, the higher the possibility of occurrence, which means it is highly likely that someone will die today.

The expressions of the group obviously sank because of this prophecy, especially A-Ming, who looked at Huang Bo opposite with some panic.

As for the woman...

Cheng Shi looked around and found that there didn't seem to be many women in this bar besides their table.

Even if there were, there didn't seem to be teacups on the tavern table.

Perhaps, this scene corresponds to the next memory layer.

"Time is tight, don't guess randomly, investigation is the main thing, start 【Decree Action】 respectively, whether there are clues or not, gather in 1 hour, start calibrating time now, everyone should have a watch, right?"

Fang Shiqing rolled up her sleeves, revealing an exquisite lady's watch on her wrist, and continued:

"I noticed the sunset outside the window just disappeared below the horizon. According to the previous 【Memory】 maze, there will be 10-15 minutes of preparation time. We exclude this part of the time, anchor this moment as 12:00, countdown, no problem, right?"

Seeing others start to calibrate time, Fang Shiqing put away the watch neatly and began to prepare for the 【Decree Action】 of 【Truth】.

But just at this moment, Cheng Shi smiled and took out six pocket watches, smiling and distributing them to everyone.

Seeing Xu Lu opposite her eyes getting wider and wider, he said meaningfully:

"If everyone doesn't mind, it's better to use my pocket watch.

I have already anchored the time, 12:00 is the moment we entered the trial, and calibrated all the pocket watches. This watch will report the time 5 minutes, 3 minutes, and 1 minute before the hour, everyone pay attention to maintain their own state..."

This set of rhetoric completely copied Cao San Sui's speech. This is not because Cheng Shi had nothing else to say, but because Cheng Shi now "believes" in 【Time】, which he also stole from him.

Since even faith was stolen, stealing one more speech, it's not too much, right?

Memory returned to the last trial. In the wood elf tree house where everyone was knocked down, Cheng Shi smiled evilly and touched everyone's pockets, took out their pocket watches, moved the time strings, and made each pocket watch turn one hour less.

Then, for the sake of insurance, he guarded outside alone with tight nerves until everyone woke up one after another, and then pretended to wake up at the same time, sharing "sleep experience" with everyone.

In this way, he deceived everyone.

And also deceived the time battlefield.

Because the time battlefield did start at an hour, and ended at an hour.

It's just that this hour was one hour earlier than the time walker thought.

So...

Today's Cheng Shi is a believer of 【Time】, a forgotten doctor. ===== CHAPTER 20 =====