Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Despite the tight deadline, the legendary investigator went all out, exhausting all his literary skills and risking his dignity as a video blogger to complete a 10,000-word analysis within five minutes.

"As everyone knows, the reason why the despicable elves coveted the position of head of the Lu Ming family and controlled Chu Guang City was to steal the 'Lu Ming Sword Technique,' the origin of civilization."

"Lu Ming's Sword Technique?"

The jailer had heard of it; it was indeed very powerful, but in the end, it was just a sword manual.

"No and no."

"The sword manual is just a cover; it is not only a sword technique, but also a mental cultivation method, a Taoist method, and even a magic method."

The legendary investigator shook his head: "It may seem simple, but it is actually an 'encyclopedia' of the entire magical history of the Eden civilization."

This isn't just something he made up; the evidence is conclusive. Helen, known as "Disheartened Sister," often talked about the "Lu Ming Sword Technique" in the Shadow Tower, saying that it was all-encompassing.

It all fits together now, everything fits together again.

The reason why "Disheartened Sister" was so disheartened and was even demoted to the Shadow Tower was because she wanted to protect the "Lu Ming Sword Technique" and blocked the path of the Elf Group.

"I see!" The jailer's eyes lit up. "Tell me more!"

“Word by word.” He then turned to Ryan and instructed, “Write it down quickly.”

The legendary investigator confidently stated, "The so-called 'Lu Ming Sword Technique' has a historical origin that is actually just... Aba, Aba."

Ryan wrote it down word for word.

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The legendary investigator was dumbfounded, and Shi was forced to swallow his words again. He looked at his status bar—

[You have been muted for another fifteen minutes by Azure Silver Apostle Ryan Luming]

He stared at Ryan in disbelief: I just got out of the dark room, and the dog manager put me back in the dark room?

A second visit to the palace?

The legendary investigator just spoke a short passage. He thought that the bigwig of the Elf Group had left and Ryan had a change of heart and let him speak. It turns out that this newbie was just waiting for his skill cooldown!

Brother, am I a reader of ( )?

Why are you treating me like this?

Why don't you just ban me for fifty years!

Chapter 156 "Delicious Child"

"Why are you suddenly babbling again?!" the jailer roared. "You little brat, you were definitely playing me for a fool!"

Are you blind?

The legendary investigator was a mute who fabricated unofficial histories—he couldn't utter any historical facts, and after babbling on and on for a while, he tried to write them down.

"Wishful thinking!" The jailer was even angrier. "Don't think I don't know, you actually want to commit suicide and escape!"

He couldn't help but admire the legendary investigator's loyalty; even at this point, he still refused to surrender—truly a tough nut to crack.

I endured until my own time to leave work.

Wait for me for fifteen minutes...

The legendary investigator groaned inwardly, "Just a little longer, and it'll be over. Ryan has cast two Silence spells; this kid must be out of mana."

Truth cannot be killed.

"get off work!"

The jailer said that anyone who dared to stop him from leaving get off work for even a second was an enemy, and that any major issues could wait until he was at work tomorrow.

By the way, tomorrow seems to be a holiday.

Then we'll have the hearing the day after tomorrow.

The reason he betrayed humanity and the Church to become a cultist in this Land of No Light is that cultists are evil and never work overtime.

Orthodox Christians, on the other hand, are very righteous and work overtime every night.

Don't leave work yet!

The legendary investigator looked in horror at the room full of ghosts, meaning he would have to stay with these ghosts until the interrogators started their shifts.

He was so frightened that he cried, tears streaming down his face.

“Brilliant acting,” the jailer remarked, now considering the legendary investigator his greatest enemy in his career. “But I won’t be fooled by you again.”

"Lock the door."

The roller shutter slowly came down. Knowing that all was lost, the legendary investigator could no longer hold on. He foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the spot, unconscious.

"Oh."

Ryan smiled confidently. "A mere player like you dares to go against the administrator? You're really courting death. Your remarks are too sharp. I'll ban you again when I go back to work the day after tomorrow."

He knew that to outsiders, the legendary investigator had fainted, but in reality, he had given in and pulled the plug.

Horror games are a really effective tactic, aren't they?

Ryan thought it over and over and it seemed more and more reliable. If he could scare this grown man offline, he saw a vast blue ocean of employment opportunities. He decided that Eden would be changed into a horror game after its third closed beta test. There was still a week left, so he would take this opportunity to recruit more employees.

These players are really cowards.

Ryan scoffed. So what if he was in love with a gruesome corpse monster? What was so scary about that? Even the cultists had to pay money.

"Oh, right."

The jailer deftly locked the roller shutter door, then, as if remembering something, looked at Ryan with admiration: "Thanks to your reminder, otherwise we would have fallen for the Dark Ones' trick and let this guy commit suicide and escape."

"You've done a great job again this time."

He's a man who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments: "Those who make contributions should be rewarded!"

Although Ryan was an outsourced worker, the orthodox Church was very legitimate, and outsourced workers didn't receive bonuses. But the secret cult was very evil, and outsourced workers did receive bonuses.

Ryan's eyes lit up when he heard about the reward.

His unwavering loyalty to Tantric Buddhism was not in vain.

I want the Fairy Spring water... Ryan's asking price is outrageous.

"Tonight, I will bestow these remaining beauties upon you."

The jailer said generously, "The rare beauties we just dug out of the graves are all fresh."

... Ryan stiffly turned his head to look.

But the beauty the Gray Death Cult spoke of was now smiling sweetly and giving Ryan flirtatious glances. She was enormous, with thick layers of fat piled up like mountains, weighing three times the size of Ryan. She had literally eaten herself to death.

She is truly a rare beauty; it would be difficult to find one of such a large size in this world.

She flirted with Ryan again and again, thinking to herself that her life was truly worthwhile; even in death, she would still have handsome children to eat.

"Delicious little kid...hehe."

It was unclear whether it was bodily fluids or saliva, but it was dripping onto the ground.

The sky darkened, as if it were about to rain, and a chilly wind rustled through the mountains and forests.

You have unlocked the 'Trail Runner' career.

【0.1】

[When running on a meadow, movement speed increases by 5%]

Ryan had been dreaming of farming for over half a month without success, but finally unlocked the rare class today.

Training alone is not enough; a life-or-death moment of sudden enlightenment is also needed.

Ryan just realized it completely.

He had never run so fast in the wild before. He traversed mountains and valleys, and even the most complex terrain was as flat as a board under his feet. He didn't know how long he had been running forward until he was exhausted and his muscles ached, at which point he stopped and collapsed to the ground.

Looking back, the ghoul covered in pus had finally stopped chasing them.

In fact, ghouls are not scary. No matter how terrifying a ghoul is, you can just cut it down with one sword.

The scary thing is that you can't cut it.

Cutting down these "beauties" in the eyes of the Tantric believers would be tantamount to declaring war on the Ash Death Cult.

What's even more terrifying than not being able to kill ghouls is that the ghouls are flirting with you.

No wonder the legendary investigator was so frightened he disconnected; it will probably take him a lifetime to heal from that image.

Ryan took several deep breaths until his breathing calmed down before standing up. In short, although the process was bumpy, the result was good.

After temporarily silencing the legendary investigator for two days, I also accidentally unlocked the 'Trail Runner' skill. The first step is the hardest, but after that, all I need to do is train and practice every day to improve my proficiency.

Ryan smiled with relief, but the relief lasted only a moment before being replaced by greater worry.

He prevented the legendary investigator from writing history in Eden.

But that couldn't stop this guy from writing history on Earth.

He was offline for two days this time, and he could have made up a 100,000-word analysis, let alone a 10,000-word analysis.

Ryan rubbed his temples, his head throbbing. In short, he could only take it one step at a time now.

He sighed, dragging his weary body towards his lodgings. The clouds in the sky had thickened. He finally made it home, only to be suddenly patted on the back:

"Delicious little one!"

Upon hearing this, Ryan immediately became agitated.

Goosebumps immediately appeared on his skin, his heart pounded, and he jumped three feet high, ready to draw his sword and kill the monster. This monster had actually chased him to his house.

With a longsword pressed against her slender neck, Miss Mei held her head high, her eyes calmly fixed on Ryan:

"what are you up to?"

"The witch asked."

“I told you I wanted to present this sword to you,” Ryan said sheepishly. “Did you believe me?”

How come it's you?

Melanie raised her finger and gently flicked the tip of her longsword.

The power of 'hunger' corroded the sword, and the sword was 'eaten' by oxygen, quickly producing a dark green, coppery smell, and in no time it turned into a rusty piece of scrap iron.

"Are you going to give this piece of junk to me?" she asked.

Ryan couldn't help but marvel at the concept of curses; the mechanism was truly insane.

Not only can we eat living things, but we can also eat non-living things.

To conceal his identity, he didn't bring the straw sword, and he didn't know what would happen if the straw sword, which contained the curse of withering disease, clashed with the curse of hunger.

"At least scrap iron costs two copper coins a pound."

Ryan said righteously and sternly, "So why is it you, Miss Mei?"

"You seem surprised that I'm looking for you?" She didn't answer, but instead asked, "Who did you think it was?"

Melanie looked at Ryan, wondering what kind of story this guy would come up with this time.

"I thought it was a female corpse, obese as a mountain, covered in pus."

Melanie: "....."

She sniffed the words. The words sounded absurd enough, but what was even more absurd was that they were actually true; Ryan hadn't lied.

She was very curious about what Ryan had gone through that a corpse would come looking for him so late at night.

“So why did you say ‘delicious child’?” Ryan protested, having a grudge against the title. “You’re so rude. I’m not called that.”

He made no mention of the fact that he "held a sword to someone's neck as soon as they met," which was even more impolite.

"Otherwise, what should I call you?"

Melanie asked, "Mr. Mingming, or Ryan Luming?"

"Because Melanie still prefers sea salt tarts, she thinks they are delicious."

"My name is 'Delicious Kid,' don't you dare say that!" Ryan instantly accepted the new nickname: "So what do you need me for?"

"I've found a way to get the fairy spring water!"