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Old Lan took out a stone, and Shadow Eleven was a little confused about what to do next.

His gaze fell on the stone, and Old Man Lan's eyes were filled with reluctance. He gave the instructions.

"Throw this stone to them, be careful not to break it."

If he were truly an Asura, he would know what to do.

"Be very gentle!"

Fearing that Ying Shiyi might not take it seriously, Elder Lan emphasized it twice.

"clear."

Ying Shiyi took the stone, looked at it for a few moments, but couldn't see anything unusual.

It's just... a very ordinary stone.

Why did Elder Lan say that this stone could determine the identity of the Asura?

Ying Shiyi did not doubt Lan Lao's words, and she did not dwell on things she could not understand.

His consistent approach is to delegate problems to smarter people.

"Take two steps back. I have something to verify your identities. I'll throw it over; remember to catch it with your shadow!"

The figure on the other side of the mist nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay!"

Shadow Eleven carefully threw the stone out.

The stone disappeared into the mist, but there was no sound of it landing.

The figure opposite clearly caught the stone and seemed to be examining it carefully, without replying immediately.

Ying Shiyi looked at Elder Lan questioningly, and Elder Lan nodded.

He then called out, "Shura, do you recognize this stone?"

The figure on the other side of the mist fell silent and did not answer immediately.

"Fake."

The instant after Elder Lan spoke, Shadow Eleven made a sudden move, piercing through the mist and shattering the two figures!

Once you've convinced yourself that an illusion is fake, it's much easier to break free from it.

After his figure disappeared, Elder Lan couldn't wait to speak.

"Put the stone back, be careful."

"clear."

The shadow of Shadow Eleven, attached to the stone, twitched, bringing the stone back with it.

He was more curious about something else.

"Old Lan, what if our judgment is wrong, and the other side is really there?"

Isn't this too brutal?

"If it's real on the other side, then it's even simpler."

Old Lan put the stone back into his backpack and shook his head with a smile.

"You said earlier that Shadow Ten came with Shura."

You can't beat Shadow Ten, I can't beat Shura, and even if we all joined forces, we're still no match for them.

You don't need to worry about killing Shura. From what I understand, Shura values ​​his life very much.

Shura's reputation is mainly based on two points:

They cherish life and love money.

Ying Shiyi's eyes lit up; he had clearly come up with a solution.

"Whenever anyone comes after that, whether they're real or not, just hit them first."

If you can be killed, you're not a Shura!

Even if it really is an Asura, it isn't!

"That's the most troublesome thing about illusions."

Old Lan rubbed his temples, clearly not in good spirits; he had been exhausted lately.

"You acted decisively earlier and were able to easily break the illusion because you had already convinced yourself that it was an illusion."

If you have no idea whether it's true or false, and you try to test the waters, you'll only make things worse and get yourself into a deeper mess.

Old Lan explained patiently,

"If you unleash a powerful attack within an illusion, and the enemy easily catches it,"

Deep down, you're more inclined to believe the other person is Shadow Ten, and that's how you fall into their trap.

For some reason, Lan Tianqi's own strength is indeed lacking, but he has a deep understanding of illusions and soul-related topics, and even Ying Jiu and Xiaoyao are not as good as him in some aspects.

Listening to Elder Lan's explanation, Ying Shiyi nodded emphatically.

Old Lan sighed and slowly said,

"You've been by my side for too long, it's been twenty years, hasn't it?"

Even Ninth Brother's knife would become dull if it wasn't used to cut a demon god for twenty years.

"You haven't been on the battlefield for too long, and you've gotten used to a peaceful life; your combat awareness is clearly lagging behind."

If it were Film Eleven twenty years ago, these things wouldn't have needed Lan Lao's reminder at all.

If life is too peaceful for too long, even a knife will become dull and a person will become dull.

Just as Shadow Eleven was about to say something, Elder Lan raised his hand to interrupt him, signaling him to continue listening.

"If I survive this mission and return to Earth, your duty to guard it will end here."

Meeting is fate, but without parting, there is no joy of reunion. Life is a process of constant farewells and reunions.

You should do something you enjoy, like take a long vacation or something.

As he spoke, Old Lan gently rubbed his shoulders, which were a little sore, and chuckled softly.

"I've always felt that the work system at Film Eleven is inhumane. If it's not five days on, two days off, then at least five years on, two years off."

"Old Lan, I..."

For a moment, Ying Shiyi didn't know what to say.

In fact, the previous [Shadow Eleven] was persuaded to resign by Elder Lan.

After leaving his position as Shadow Eleven, he challenged those who had held the position, rising to Shadow Four in twenty years, and is now the head of the Eternal Forest.

It is also another form of protection.

"Let's talk about it after we survive."

After saying that, Elder Lan opened the sleep pod and said seriously,

"I need to rest. The illusions will only get stronger and stronger, and I'm in a very good mental state right now, so I'm very susceptible to them."

When someone comes, throw the stone at them. If they respond, then wake me up.

"good!"

Old Lan gave instructions,

"It's 14:55 PM now. I've slept for 8 hours. Please check every 15 minutes to make sure I'm not hallucinating."

There's nothing we can do; he's just too weak.

Since he knew he was holding others back, the only thing Old Lan could do was try his best not to hold others back and do his job well.

Trapped in a carefully laid trap by the demon god, he had essentially resigned himself to his fate.

Do your best, and leave the rest to miracles.

Or rather, should we hand it over to Shura?

Lan Tianqi remembers that Xiu Luo once left a message: "The moment to witness a miracle is about to begin."

If he's an Asura, it's normal for him to create miracles, right?

With this in mind, Old Lan lay down in the sleep pod.

The sleep chamber activated, emitting a pale blue light, and Elder Lan quickly fell asleep.

15 points.

A figure appeared once again outside the fog.

It's the same old routine: first, they shout out messages from afar, exchanging secret signals.

After completing the surface work,

Ying Shiyi did as Elder Lan instructed, taking out the stone and throwing it over.

The moment the stone was thrown, the figure outside the mist made a move, attempting to shatter it!

Shadow Eleven moved even faster, quickly retrieving the stone while simultaneously shattering the figure outside the mist.

fake!

16 points.

Repeating the previous scene, Shadow Eleven throws out a stone.

The figure outside the mist: "I recognize this stone, it's... a stone from the beginner dungeon!"

Ying Shiyi was invigorated, but instead of drawing a conclusion in his heart, he awakened Elder Lan.

Upon hearing Shadow Eleven's report, Elder Lan didn't even leave his sleep pod.

"Fake."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Shadow Eleven struck, shattering the figure and retrieving the stone.

What happened next was like a cycle.

The figure outside the mist kept giving answers, Old Man Lan woke up again and again, and Shadow Eleven kept shattering the illusion projection.

16 points.

A figure outside the mist said, "These are stones from the beginner dungeon; I once put them up for auction at the All Things Pavilion!"

"Fake!"

17 points.

A figure outside the mist said, "This stone was bought by Elder Lan for 100 million gold coins."

"Fake!"

17 points.

A figure outside the mist said, "This stone can trigger a hidden level in the beginner dungeon. I'm giving it to Elder Lan."

"Fake!"

17:08 PM...

"Fake!"

"Fake!"

Even Ying Shiyi can barely understand the word "fake".

He felt like he'd stumbled into the beauty section of a live-streaming platform—it was all fake, not a single one was real!

Shadow Eleven, numb from hearing the "fake" stories, stayed on guard from dawn till dusk.

However, due to the presence of the fog, there is little difference between day and night in the Stitched Abyss.

Just as Shadow Eleven was paralyzed, there was movement outside the fog.

"This is?"

Shadow Eleven looked ahead, not understanding what he was seeing.

In the mist, a canine creature is flying.

It must be a canine creature... right?

Two wings sprouted from the side of its neck and flapped, while a propeller was mounted on its neck.

When flying, sometimes the head rotates while the body remains still, and sometimes the body rotates while the head remains still; whatever is convenient for you.

Simply put, it's outrageous that his mother opened the door for him—it's outrageous to the extreme!

The eleven shadowy figures were stunned, and instinctively swore.

"What the hell is this monster?!"