Deceitful Game

Chapter 77 The Deceiver Ai Shiping

In that inflated, exhilarating feeling, the whole world seemed to quickly quiet down.

It was then that Mingpo realized that he had been in a state of tinnitus, which was like white noise.

Mingbo blinked, her scarlet pupils gradually turning into a serene deep blue.

His mind, which had been shrouded in white mist, quickly cleared up.

As the irrational force was gradually withdrawn from her body, Mingpo felt her thinking become clearer than ever before, and the strange emptiness in her chest and abdomen was also relieved.

The cheerful and excited enthusiasm of "wanting to be famous" and "wanting to show off" quickly cooled down as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it.

Instead, there is a sense of indolence accompanied by a faint arrogance.

"The effect of increasing thinking speed—how can it be so obvious—"

Mingpo reached up and pressed her forehead, her somewhat chaotic memories being quickly sorted out.

Although the only effect of "Detective" is "faster thinking speed" — its effect becomes so obvious when it is applied to Mingpo.

—No, that's not how it works.

Mingpo immediately realized the truth—

It was because the title of the Domain of Power had invisibly suppressed his intelligence.

The title of "Domain of Power" being able to surpass the "Domain of Slaughter" of the same level in a one-on-one battle is clearly unreasonable.

Because the effect of the "Domain of Slaughter" title is inherently accompanied by a negative status effect. If combat power is further suppressed, then the "Domain of Slaughter" becomes meaningless, and the "Domain of Power" will completely supersede it.

Based on the commonalities among all the deceitful individuals from the Power Domain that Mingpo had encountered—Mingpo felt as if she had already figured out what the hidden price of the Power Domain was.

—It reduces intelligence and empathy.

It is possible that the longer one wears it, the more one's intelligence will decline; it is also possible that the more one uses its power, the more one's intelligence will decline.

Fortunately, this decrease wasn't a "deduction of attributes," but rather more like a "compatibility with the domain." When Mingbo switched domains, this effect on her personality was reset.

This situation appears to be widespread and not limited to the realm of force.

As an element becomes increasingly compatible with a particular domain, it gradually loses its adaptability to other domains—and the same should be true for the influence of other domains.

The realm of virtue makes people more and more like good people, while the realm of ruthlessness makes people more and more insane. The influence of such emotions is less a "pollution of the spirit" and more a "purification of the spirit."

No wonder—the higher the position of a con artist or host, the more "stereotypical" they appear.

"No wonder they're so fanatical about the 'Dionysian Shrine'."

Mingpo looked at the wine cabinet.

Besides storing and bestowing titles upon others, its significance also lies in purifying the effect of "domain assimilation"!

Now that her thinking ability has fully recovered, Mingpo also realized why she had been suddenly injured.

Although Lin Ya was essentially executed by Ming Po herself, Ming Po had pardoned Lin Ya three times before that.

Perhaps it was because of this "rare achievement" that Mingpu met the requirements for this title.

But Mingpo's body or soul was completely unable to withstand the power of the "Domain of Virtue"—because when he switched from "Werewolf" to "Frankenstein," he only felt a slight discomfort, like putting on new shoes. But now it was like he had an allergic reaction to medication—

The two forces from different domains clashed fiercely within his body—which shattered his title.

"—However, if I'm not mistaken—"

Mingbo spoke softly, took out a piece of Sun Pseudo-Gold, and brought it close to the cracked "Frankenstein's Wine".

as predicted.

Just like a magnet, when the chips get close enough to the cracked bottle, they exert a strong attraction.

Mingbo released her grip.

The "fake gold of the sun" quickly melted into a pool of shimmering liquid, perfectly covering the crack in the bottle.

With a hissing sound, the fake gold of the sun was gradually assimilated into the same texture as the wine bottle.

At this rate—it should be completely healed in a few more hours.

After that, you only need to enter the Deception Game once more to replenish the wine.

—Will Frankenstein be unavailable for one or two matches?

It's not a big problem.

It was the fact that Mingpo couldn't obtain the title of the Domain of Virtue that bothered him somewhat.

It can't be that I'm inherently immoral.

I used to be a German car charlatan of the "Golden Age" level!

This level of anomaly is probably related to that "final challenge".

Fortunately—

Chips can indeed repair a shattered title.

If "Waste and Dust" is repaired, Mingpo will not need titles in other areas of virtue.

In other words, even "Wilderness and Desolation" can be repaired. However, since a pseudo-gold "Frankenstein" only needs a piece of pseudo-gold from the sun to repair a genuine gold "Wilderness and Desolation," it should also require genuine gold to repair it.

It's almost completely shattered.

It will take several years to fix this.

Seeing that "Frankenstein" had entered the repair phase, Mingbo breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the countdown in the hall.

—126:51:03

—126:51:02

—126:51:01

This time, the countdown only lasted twenty minutes.

The game time was only about ten minutes, if you include the time it took to wake up...

—It seems my previous assessment was correct; this countdown is indeed the "real time."

Or rather, it's the time that Mingpo has experienced.

"Five and a half days left—what does that mean?"

Mingpo stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Moreover, Lin Ya certainly doesn't seem to be the one who murdered Ai Shiping.

Lin Ya and Chen Bingwen were both ruled out—this means that Ai Shiping was indeed not murdered by the deceiver because Ming Po revealed his real name. But why is that?

Could that Yunche be the one whose history has been corrected?

Ai Shiping was murdered in the past, and then he became a conman—thus, the distorted history was restored to its original state. The death sent to the past landed in reality in a plausible way.

That's possible—

It would be great if I could ask Ai Shiping.

And just then...

Click.

The door to the second bedroom was suddenly opened.

A black-haired man wearing a fox mask appeared silently at the doorway, staring at him.

Mingpo turned around and looked at him.

Suddenly, Mingpo thought of something—

So he reached out and tore off his own human skin mask, placed it on the table, and looked at the man again.

In that instant, a genuine sense of fear welled up in Mingpo's heart.

To date, no deceptive game has ever instilled such fear in Mingpa.

That was the fear of being forgotten—for Mingpo, who already enjoyed death, this was the thing that frightened him the most.

Mingpo immediately thought of "Nameless" and recalled the fragments of memory that had just surfaced in her mind.

If Ai Shiping had forgotten himself as much as he had forgotten them—

"————Yo."

Wearing a white fox mask, Ai Shiping looked at Mingpo, who was sitting on the living room sofa drinking, and remained silent for a while before suddenly raising his hand to greet her: "Son, how come you're dead too?"

Mingpo remained silent.

She even grabbed the glass ashtray next to her and threw it at Ai Shiping—they don't smoke, this was prepared by Mingpo for potential guests.

Ai Shiping was startled and quickly slammed the bedroom door shut.

As the ashtray shattered on the floor, Ai Shiping pushed the door open again, ripped off his mask, and yelled, "Holy crap, you're going to kill a ghost?!"

Beneath the mask was a frivolous yet handsome face.

Completely different from Mingpo's calm and reliable, researcher-like temperament, if Ai Shiping dyed his hair and got a perm, he would probably be mistaken for a male escort at a nightclub.

He was Mingpo's brother, Mingpo's only friend.

They are old friends who have known each other for more than ten years and have a relationship like that of a father and son.

He is also the only person Mingpo can still trust now.

Nothing has changed.

This is really—great!

"I'll kill you, you disrespectful brat!"

Mingpo took a deep breath, a slight smile unconsciously appearing on her face: "Do you remember whose house this is?"

"What, are you going to collect rent? But I can only give you ghost money right now. Do you want 10 billion or 100 billion? I heard the Heaven and Earth Bank has issued an infinite amount of paper money—"

"You wandering ghost, I really don't believe anyone will burn paper money for you."

Mingpo breathed a sigh of relief, put the bottle back in the wine cabinet, and earnestly instructed, "Don't drink any of the wine in here unless you have to."

"OK."

Seeing Mingpo speaking seriously, Ai Shiping also became serious: "When I came out yesterday, I realized that you had also become a charlatan. With your level, you must have become a big shot by now, right?"

"----uh-huh?"

Mingpo remained noncommittal.

"Since that's the case—"

Ai Shiping stepped over the shattered glass and quickly ran to the sofa.

With a small leap, he pounced on the soft sofa like a hungry tiger.

6

Big Brother! Boss! Boss! Daddy! Help!

"Can I borrow your disguise mask? I can't leave the house right now!"

Ai Shiping let out a utterly humiliating scream: "I don't know why, but I'm being chased and killed by a group of charlatans from the Realm of Slaughter! Aaaaaah!"

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