Chapter 21: I Know You Are Pretending to Be Stupid

I Know You Are Pretending to Be Stupid

【Chaos】 is the first god of the 【Chaos】 path, the prelude to 【Chaos】, the madness of disorder, and the deadly enemy of 【Order】.

His will advocates that there is no law in the world at all, and the ultimate of the universe should be chaotic and disordered, so the players who believe in Him often have their spirits affected by His will, and are somewhat abnormal.

If you want to choose the most popular player, 【Order】 believers are undoubtedly the ones.

But if you want to choose the most unpopular player, 【Filth】, 【Annihilation】, 【Foolishness】 and other evil god believers have to stand behind, and the number of votes for 【Chaos】 believers should be the first in the fault line.

Because they not only don't help much in the trial, but often help with trouble.

Of course, this "helping with trouble" is also a kind of beautification. Out of disgust for rules and the trampling philosophy of order, they often "maliciously" mess up.

But this kind of "malice," to them, is out of "goodwill," because they feel that this is guiding the trial towards disorder.

And disorder is the "ultimate" of the universe.

For 【Chaos】 believers, don't stimulate them too much, let them go.

Fang Shiqing quickly skipped Huang Bo and looked at Seeing Bai Ling.

Seeing Bai Ling also waved her hand, listlessly:

"Didn't find any problems, if I have to say, probably the men here are all too strong."

Saying that, she couldn't help but lick the corners of her mouth, "Strong a bit too much."

"None of them... this isn't right." Fang Shiqing subconsciously filtered out the bird's feverish nonsense and began to lower her head in thought.

If every corner of the memory scene is exceptionally clear, then there is only one possibility: the memory owner knows everyone, so he can make a complete completion for each individual in the memory.

But according to the situation of the previous investigation, the tavern guests seem to be strangers to each other.

But how can strangers make memories so clear?

Is someone plotting something in the tavern?

Just as everyone was burying their heads in thought, Cheng Shi raised his wine glass boredly and complained:

"Where is the tavern waiter, the wine is gone, why don't you come to refill it? Shouldn't they be watching the movements of guests at every table and actively serving customers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lu opposite cast a look of disdain at him like a "slacker."

Seeing Bai Ling agreed very much, winked at him, and labeled Cheng Shi in her heart again: a slacker who makes fun.

Fang Shiqing also heard it. At first, she felt quite powerless, feeling that in this game, except for the little assassin A-Ming who hid secrets, everyone else was slacking.

But for some reason, looking at Cheng Shi poking his head and looking for the waiter, a flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, and she patted the book in her hand on the table.

With a "bang," everyone was startled.

"Waiter!"

"Ah?"

"?"

Fang Shiqing said quite excitedly:

"It's the waiter, Cheng Shi is right, only the waiter will pay attention to the movements of guests at all tables every moment, and only they are familiar with these guests, so the memory of every corner is clear, because they already understand everything here!"

Xu Lu widened her eyes and looked at Cheng Shi. Seeing Cheng Shi also looking confused, the shock in her heart lessened a bit.

It seems he didn't expect it either, it is estimated that it was a crooked hit...

Cheng Shi did perform very confusedly. He tried his best to widen his eyes, blinked quickly a few times, and said confusedly:

"Did I say it?"

Fang Shiqing looked at him meaningfully and quickly got up to prepare to contact each waiter.

In the previous investigation, she hadn't listened to the waiter's conversation, but for the tavern guests, the waiter's words were too few, and the useful information was also little, so she skipped it quickly.

Cheng Shi saw her movements so fast and kindly reminded her:

"Big shot, slow down, the tavern guests here are so strong, and they drank so much wine, their temper is not good. Don't provoke them if you are in such a hurry, we will be in danger if we fight!"

This sounded like pulling the back leg. Xu Lu, who was following Fang Shiqing's butt, had thin anger on her face and looked back at Cheng Shi. Even A-Ming, who had just stood up, looked back at Cheng Shi awkwardly.

"Cheng Shi you..."

But Fang Shiqing heard this and froze for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in her mind again.

Human memory is not a completely objective reproduction, often with subjective bias.

There is a saying that looking at things with me, so things are colored with my color, which is the best portrayal of memory.

If every tavern guest in this memory scene is generally strong, it means that the memory owner is likely to feel that they are strong subjectively when contacting these tavern guests.

Inferred backwards, this person is likely very thin, and thinner than ordinary people!

A thin waiter is highly likely to be the answer to this layer of memory!

Fang Shiqing's eyes were bright, and she aimed at Cheng Shi again. Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, she didn't poke it, but took A-Ming and walked quickly upstairs.

"I remember you said that there is a sleeping waiter in the lounge upstairs?"

A-Ming immediately recalled and answered: "Well yes, relatively tall, relatively thin, and his legs are a bit disabled."

"It's him!"

Fang Shiqing walked upstairs without looking back, the other two followed closely, Seeing Bai Ling saw that she seemed to have found the answer, and immediately stood up to catch up.

When passing by Cheng Shi, she gently slid across the back of Cheng Shi's hand with her fingernails and smiled charmingly:

"Underestimated you, big shot."

At the same time, she labeled Cheng Shi in her heart again: a master of fishing.

Cheng Shi smiled and didn't bother with her.

Fang Shiqing took everyone to the tightly locked lounge door. A-Ming just pointed at the lock hole on the door with his finger, and the door opened.

"This is?" Xu Lu asked curiously.

"Profession talent, finger key." A-Ming answered shyly.

Cheng Shi silently raised A-Ming's rating, because this talent is A-level, and it is an A-level that is not easy to brush.

And this talent is indeed an assassin profession, which means he didn't lie about the profession.

It is hiding the score.

In this way, is he believing in 【Order】 or 【War】?

Fang Shiqing stepped into the dark room, reached out and tore a page from the book, shook it in the air, and the paper immediately shrank into a lantern, illuminating the entire room.

The paper lantern also made a melodious singing voice: "God~ bring light~, people of the world~ sing for this~"

The trick of the learned poet finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Tsk tsk, it's quite nice to hear."

The voice was obviously Fang Shiqing's own voice. Cheng Shi didn't expect this English teacher to have a taste when singing ballads.

But the opening and singing sound still woke up the resting waiter. He opened his eyes in confusion, looked at a group of people standing in front of him, and said fearfully:

"You... if you need help, you can go to Zado, I'm off work."

Fang Shiqing smiled at the waiter:

"We are here to find you."

"Find me?" The waiter was a bit scared, he grabbed his quilt tightly, and said with a trembling voice: "I don't seem to know you..."

"Don't be afraid, we are not here to find you trouble."

Saying that, she also looked back at Cheng Shi and gave a wink.

Cheng Shi understood her idea and threw a calming spell on the waiter, and by the way, a hypnosis spell.

Anyway, he is a priest, and he has all the basic skills.

Fang Shiqing praised and smiled, then turned back and said:

"Calm down, think carefully, everything you see is just your memory, this is already the past tense, the current you should not indulge in memory, right?"

The waiter's eyes became more and more confused, and then nodded and said:

"Yes, yes, I remember, this is my memory."

"Whoo—"

"Clatter..."

As his voice fell, the waiter shattered like a mirror, dissipated into countless star points, and then slowly gathered into a deep and dark blue channel door like a mirror.

The answer is correct, the players found the way out of this layer of memory.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Shiqing raised her eyebrows, signaling that everyone could leave in an orderly manner.

"Huang Bo hasn't come up yet..." A-Ming reminded carefully.

"Don't care about him, let's go first."

Cheng Shi curled his lips and stepped in first.

Before leaving, he turned his face and looked at Fang Shiqing in front of him, and understood each other's eyes.

Fang Shiqing said: I know you are pretending to be stupid.

Cheng Shi said: Aba aba aba.

Seeing that Cheng Shi, who didn't contribute, took the lead, Xu Lu broke her hands behind Fang Shiqing and whispered:

"What kind of person, just the most active at this time."

Fang Shiqing heard it and smiled, but silently complained in her heart:

"What kind of man would like this nasal girl? Silly, quite pitiful."

Everyone followed, A-Ming fell to the end, looked downstairs in entanglement, and only turned around and stepped in after a long while. ===== CHAPTER 22 =====