Rules of the Strange: I Can See Through All the Weird

Lee Kin-yan was taken aback when his sneak attack failed.

"When did you find it?"

"I remember I didn't tell any of you about this from the moment you found out the Mermaid wasn't a dungeon boss..."

Qi Tong paused for a moment before continuing.

"Unless you can hear my conversation with the system."

"You don't need to rush to refute me. Later, I deliberately let the system check your favorability rating, and your behavior confirmed to me that you had been faking it all along."

Lee Kin-yan's words of defense caught in his throat, and he lowered his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Yes, as fellow chosen ones, my system can only eavesdrop on the conversations between other chosen ones and their systems, like a rat in a sewer."

"Just like my name, I am despised."

He looked up, his gaze earnest.

"However, killing you is not my intention; it is a mission from the Dark Temple."

Qi Tong looked at the expression on his face.

When he said he was "despised by others," the corner of his mouth twitched as if he were smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

But she didn't let that half-second pause last longer.

It's the Dark Palace again.

This damned Dark Palace is like a persistent nuisance, a real pain in the neck.

"Are there any people from the Dark Palace watching the live stream? You son of a bitch, go get treatment if you're sick, why do you keep bothering me?"

Qi Tong seemed to be talking to himself, but every word he said could be heard clearly in the live stream.

[666 There's also interaction.]

[Is Qi Tong actually the chosen one?! The main character even has an identity!]

[Holy crap! Two Chosen Ones in one instance?!]

I think Lee Kin-yan's skills are pretty good... If it were me, I'd just sit back and reap the benefits, and probably get a lot of clues, right?

[Dark Palace: This is a provocation.]

"What do you mean 'dark'? If you won't kill them, I will. You're all going to die anyway!"

With that, Qian Yu shot out like an arrow.

They launched a direct attack on Qi Tong.

Qi Tong dodged and used the "Chain of True Love" item.

The Chain of True Love. It can connect any two things, and the connected items will have a connecting part. It will remain connected for 6 hours until it expires.

"Connect Qian Yu and Li Jianren's ass!"

At his command, Qian Yu retreated rapidly, and Li Jianren also moved forward uncontrollably with his back turned.

"Snap."

Two soft mounds of flesh were pressed together through the fabric of their clothes.

Li Jianren was a head taller than Qian Yu.

Therefore, Li Jianren had to slightly bend his knees and stick his buttocks out so that he could stick close to Qian Yu.

This scene suddenly reminded Qi Tong of a nursery rhyme from a horror movie.

Good friends, back to back.

Surprisingly, even in such a tense atmosphere, the surrounding players felt an urge to laugh.

The villagers, who had been fiercely resisting, deflated like a punctured balloon.

One of the older women, who was in charge, slumped to the ground.

"It's over! It's over! The high priest has been defiled!"

"We will all face retribution!"

"My wish... my wish hasn't come true yet!"

"My son... my son will never come back..."

The villagers were all talking at once, and some were already wailing.

[Host! It's so painful! Such intense emotions! Fear, greed, hope, guilt... so many! I can hardly breathe!]

Qi Tong subconsciously looked at the statue.

The tears that had been welling up in the statue's eyes had now flowed out, leaving two dark lines on the stone's cheeks.

The statue is in so much pain! It's crying! It feels so guilty! It's heartbroken for the villagers!

Seeing the villagers lost in their own grief, completely lacking the will to resist any further.

He Lu ran to Qi Tong's side as soon as she finished smoking, and the other players followed, standing behind Qi Tong.

Qi Tong looked at the two people who were trying to separate their buttocks.

"Qian Yu, what exactly are you going to do!"

After a series of provocations, Qian Yu has gradually gone mad.

He laughed maniacally.

"What am I going to do! I'm going to become a god! I'm going to sacrifice all of your lives!"

His face was covered in blood, and he wore a bloodthirsty smile, yet the words he spoke were incredibly gentle.

"Why can't you just listen to me? You'd all just die anyway..."

As he spoke, he snatched Li Jianren's broadsword and slashed at the soft flesh on his back that was pressed against him.

"Aaaaaah!!" Li Jianren's screams echoed through the sky.

He trembled in pain, lay on the ground, and took out a recovery pill from his spatial storage and put it in his mouth.

Quietly wait for the medicine to take effect.

The newly grown granulation tissue was white and tender. Zhao Jiayou couldn't bear it, so he took off his shirt and threw it over Li Jianren's wound to cover it up.

Li Jianren was covered in sweat, and he slightly raised his eyes, looking at Zhao Jiayou with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Jiayou shook his head, his left bangs, which covered his eyes, swaying with his movements.

Behind him, Qian Yu staggered toward the statue, and Qi Tong thought of the things at the bottom of the statue.

He ran over, shouting, "People! What are you all standing there for! He's exploited all your emotions, your prayers, your wishes, and he's even going to kill the whole village just to become a god!"

"We mustn't let him get near the idol!"

Upon hearing this, some of the bolder villagers rushed forward to try and stop Qian Yu.

Qian Yu raised his knife and struck, killing one person with each stroke.

The villagers were killed before they could even get close.

Qi Tong immediately took out the prop.

"Pocket watch".

Time suddenly stood still, everyone was motionless, and the scene slowly rewound to the previous minute.

The murdered villagers were also shown playing a video from a minute earlier, which then reunited them with the rest of the villagers.

During this time, Qi Tong ran hard and overtook Qian Yu.

Everyone regained their senses, and saw Qi Tong teleport to the front of the statue.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qi Tong released Xiao Yi.

"dig!"

Qi Tong knelt on the ground and frantically dug at the box at the bottom of the statue. Xiao Yi quickly understood and started digging with him.

Behind them, the players desperately tried to stop the staggering Qian Yu.

The remaining props were also thrown haphazardly at Qian Yu.

Qian Yu wiped his face. This is so annoying!

He roared and sped up.

The next second, "Xiaoqin's Claw Cage" descended upon him.

He could only stand there, seething with rage.

Qian Yu had ten seconds less, and over there, Qi Tong had already taken out the box.

Qian Yu reached out his hand, shaking his head in terror: "No! Don't open it!"

The next second, the box was opened by Qi Tong's bloodied and mangled hand.

Countless beams of light shot out from the box, flying towards each villager and disappearing into their brows.

That is everyone's hope, everyone's source of faith.

After the light dissipated, a cloud of dark red gas flew straight towards Qian Yu.

The next moment, Qian Yu gradually aged, his hair turned gray, and the flesh on his face sagged.

Her once bright and spirited eyes became dull and lifeless.

In just a few seconds, he went from being the only bright young man in the village who had ever gone to school to looking incredibly old.

It was as if two souls had appeared in his body.

One picture shows him, and the other shows an elderly man.

"Xiao Yu...stop it..."

An old, hoarse voice came from his own mouth.

Qian Yu's body stiffened.

His hand, still gripping the knife, froze in mid-air, his pupils shrinking drastically.

With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.

Then he raised his hand and frantically slapped his mouth.

"Shut up!"