Yinshan Village

"But ...... hasn't Chairman Bai's memory been devoured?" Wang Shun first had an epiphany, and then hesitantly asked, "Can he remember all the plans he made before?"

"Bai Liu indeed does not remember." Liu Jiayi lying on the back of the chair, hands cupped face looking up at the big screen, face with a little mischievous smile, "But this guy into the copy, in the old way to get the subsequent arrangement of the plan to leave the bottom, so that the back of the amnesia of their own view."

Wang Shun recalled, after entering the copy of the short minutes before the loss of memory, he did not see Bai Liu with a pen to write any small note, left any mark on the roadside, even video recording such action is not, there is no abnormal or recorded action that can leave a plan.

He really could not figure out how Bai Liu left the bottom of the plan for himself behind, so he humbly asked for advice: "What is the president's old way, how to leave the bottom?"

"Bai Liu used the same old method that was communicated between him and me once in the orphanage." Mu Ke laughs, "Book fold marking."

Wang Shun was stunned, "Book fold markings?"

"Yes. Don't you think that for Bai Liu's memory, he has memorized too much from this copy of the Maoshan Evil Arts Codex in such a short period of time?" Liu Jiayi cupped his face and inclined his head towards Wang Shun.

Wang Shun was stunned, he actually also felt that there was something out of place here, but Bai Liu's mannerisms when he was talking about this stuff were too natural, as if Bai Liu was born with this, so Wang Shun naturally skipped over this point of doubt.

Liu Jiayi, however, did not skim over it, and she carefully analyzed, "If the person in the game is Mu Ke, he is indeed able to read the book in such a short period of time, and then extract the memorized valid information from it."

"But with Bai Liu's memory, he can't do it."

Liu Jiayi held up a finger: "So there is only one possibility, and that is the pre-amnesia Bai Liu quickly skimmed through the book, sifted through the information in the book, and folded and labeled some pages he felt were important, and the post-amnesia Bai Liu only looked at these sifted pages, and that's why he remembered them so fast. "

Wang Shun began to dizzy, he played few games, in the game tactical design of the game does not keep up with Liu Jiayi their thinking, and now both eyes began to circle: "just folding the page, can make the amnesia after Bai Liu understand the amnesia before their own to do?"

"This what Maoshan evil art ...... " Wang Shun was very confused, "It is also impossible to write Kong Xuyang's weakness and Bai Liu's specific plan in this book, right? "

The Adversary laughed a little, "There's no need to make it so clear, or to understand it to that point."

"Because Bai Liu is giving instructions, not consulting with his back self, Bai Liu just needs his back self to do what he has marked in the book."

"Give orders?" Wang Shun understood a bit when he heard this, and smiled bitterly, "Isn't it the same as when we usually communicate with Chairman Bai, many times we don't need to understand why, and we can just directly take the terms and conditions laid down by Chairman Bai and carry out the task?"

The Adversary nodded as he sighed, "Pretty much."

"Although the vast majority of the time Bai Liu's arrangement is indeed right, I personally still feel slightly authoritarian." The Reverse God helplessly spread his hands, smiled, and as if in sympathy patted Wang Shun's back, relieved, "But Bai Liu is not targeting anyone, you see, he's like this to himself as well, you don't have to take it too personally, just go along with him ......"

Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi slowly shifted their eyes over in the midst of the Inverse God's unfolding narration, and even Tang Er Fight, who had been silent all along, looked at the Inverse God a few more times.

"This Slayer Sequence Tactician, are you not interested in the ...... of our Battle Team's Tactician" Liu Jiayi raised an eyebrow.

Mu Ke frowned: "Acting in an overly familiar style?"

Tang Er struck an eyebrow and coldly eyed the Reverse God warily.

Against the Gods: "......"

The Adversary calmly clenched his fist and coughed, "There is? It's just a common level of knowledge about a tactician who could be a formidable enemy in the future, and all of us on the team know Bai Liu pretty well, don't you think so Spades?"

Sitting next to him Spades, expressionless, nodded his head fervently in serious agreement, "I know best."

Bai Jiamu and Bai Yi, who were not able to interrupt from the beginning to the end: "......"

Yes?

Didn't we meet Bai Liu for the first time last month? Or did you two secretly get to know Bai Liu behind our backs?

While the atmosphere on the side of the Wandering Circus was very harmonious, the atmosphere of the entire viewing pool was not harmonious at all.

It was almost chaos on the side of the Frenzied Lamb, many members were running around in a fretful manner with terrified faces - they had previously smashed all their reserve points into controlling the list, and now that this situation was out of the way, the spectators weren't stupid, and the ones who were able to run ran all over the place.

Their pool growth rate went straight to zero!

The audience was whispering non-stop:

"Wow that was close, good thing I didn't get into the lamb or I'd be losing my ass right now."

"...... I have a feeling the circus side is going to win, in now?"

"I'm kind of tempted to get into it, but then wait and see ......"

"Wait and see, the more people get in later, the lower the combined calculated exchange rate will be, get in while you can!"

"But, Kong Xuyang, even though this skill is temporarily disabled, he can still use it again, right? I still don't think Bai Liu is too good, let's see ......"

Wang Shun stared at the system panel and wrinkled his brow, "It's obviously such a big advantage, but the growth rate of our betting pool didn't increase significantly, it just went up slightly and went back to cold."

"Because this Kong Xuyang's skills can still be used again, and is a veteran player who has been to three major tournaments properly, many viewers are still waiting to see what happens at the moment." Liu Jiayi calmly said, "Normal, wait a bit more."

Although he said that it was normal, Liu Jiayi's face didn't relax at all, and his lips were pursed as he looked at the big screen.

"Kong Xuyang has no way to use his skills on Bai Liu anymore." The Reverse God tilted his head for a moment to look at the whip-swinging Bai Liu on the big screen and spoke softly.

Liu Jiayi turned to the Adversary, "Why?"

The Inverse God seemed to recall something and laughed very softly, that smile was covered with a layer of something Liu Jiayi couldn't read, as misty as smoke, "Because Kong Xuyang saw Bai Liu's memories."

"When you feel that the other person is an omnipotent, heartless, god-like, powerful bad guy, you will fear the other person from the bottom of your heart and feel that the other person is too powerful to be defeated, so you will seize every opportunity you can to kill the other person and prevent them from flipping."

"Because the other person seems to be nothing more than a fusion of the terms [powerful] and [bad] fused into a standard object, just a gun target that will keep killing people, and you'll keep your nerves on edge and yourself fighting at the highest level until you've struck down the other person yourself."

"Feeling that the other person is powerful is what stimulates one's fighting and aggression."

"And once you learn that this guy turned out to have had a miserable childhood, stepped on ice in the winter, drowned in the summer, didn't like to study in high school, would doze off listening to math class, and grew up properly would have been a stingy kid who lived to be in his twenties and couldn't even bring himself to buy a cake for his birthday, and ended up buying two pounds of oranges to fill up the bill, and outlived far too many of the average people in this world Living and struggling ......"

The Reverse God was quiet for a moment, he lowered his eyes, "By this time, there's no way you can feel he's powerful anymore."

"Feeling that a person is powerful is based on fear, jealousy, awe, and other long-distance gazing emotions, and Kong Xuyang feeling that a person is better than him is based on his feeling that the other person is objectively better than him."

"But now Kong Xuyang is fully aware of Bai Liu's memories."

"As far as I can remember, Bai Liu's condition in all aspects was really too poor, so poor that Kong Xuyang would not believe that Bai Liu, who grew up in such an environment, would be a stronger person than him."

The Inverse God suddenly turned his head to Liu Jiayi, and he smiled a little, his eyebrows all gently arched, and there was a sprightly pride in his tone:

"Of course, I personally think Bai Liu is way better than Kong Xuyang, that should be a consensus between us, right?"

Liu Jiayi stared at the Retrograde God for a long time, turned his head sideways, and said coldly, "Garbage doesn't deserve to be compared to Bai Liu."

The Adversary picked up the conversation with a good-natured grin, "As well."

In-Game.

The monkey's paw and tail on Mu Sicheng's body were like unstable projected images that flickered twice before completely solidifying as he held up the board and slapped it down with no effort at all, striking a thick layer of dust on the ground.

Kong Xuyang rolled over to dodge Mu Sicheng's blow that came down from the sky, covered his mouth and half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes so red that they could almost drip blood, "How could you possibly break free from my skills, clearly just two losers ......"

"Who's the loser!" Mu Sicheng landed on his feet and charged forward, his claws blocking the side of his face as he struck out viciously and venomously at Kong Xuyang's lower third, "I think you're the loser!"

Kong Xuyang quickly put his legs together, and a talisman was spread out and stuck in front of his crotch, and when Mu Sicheng grabbed him hard, the tip of his sharp claw hit Kong Xuyang's talisman, making a hard thumping sound of gold and stone colliding.

"Fuck, what the fuck?!" Mu Sicheng people are dumbfounded, "Iron crotch?!"

Kong Xuyang grinned sinisterly, "The Steel Bone Charm."

"Don't think you guys can get away with it just because my skills are disabled." Kong Xuyang, after all, had played mid-season, and was mentally stable enough to handle such unanticipated surprises very quickly.

Kong Xuyang didn't care about Mu Sicheng at all, he turned his head to Yang Zhi who was beside him and shouted in a stern voice, "Don't panic, dig quickly! My skills aren't working right now, so I'll just control them with my skills when I'm back to normal!"

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and tried to attack again, he was about to hit Kong Xuyang with a sweeping leg kick, but Kong Xuyang quickly put the Steel Reinforcement and Iron Bone talisman on his ankle, Mu Sicheng kicked his toes into an iron pile, and jumped up holding his feet in pain.

Kong Xuyang spoke out, knowing that he was not as good as Mu Sicheng in close combat, so he seized the gap and retreated, letting the zombies on both sides gather to cover him.

At the same time, Kong Xuyang endured the pain and bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed blood on a bunch of yellow talismans on his hand, then his eyes stood up, raised his hand and small arm in front of his body and turned around twice, and raised his fingers, the talisman in his pocket flew out and stuck on the head of the zombie that leaned over:

"Steel and Iron Charm, go!"

Leaning over to the zombie forehead pasted yellow talisman, red light in the eyes, the body was originally loose rotting flesh grow fibers connected to a block of tangled muscles, the skin surface plated with a layer of brass luster, fangs out an inch.

These zombies, with half-shaved hair, that typical antebellum hairstyle, and wearing frankly chested half-horse coats, now gilded with copper, hissed widely and cooperated with each other in surrounding the center of the Mu Sicheng's look ......

"Fuck, this is the Eighteen Bronze Zombie Formation, isn't it?!" Mu Sicheng rushed several times in a row, but he couldn't get out at all, and he even hit his hands and feet painfully.

The formation of zombies was getting closer and closer, Mu Sicheng used his left paw to push away a zombie that was leaning towards him with its teeth wide open, while using his right hand to block a zombie that was about to bite down on his neck.

Mu Sicheng exerted himself until the veins on his neck burst, "...... Bai Liu, where are you?!"

A whip swung from side to side scurrying to try and stab in, the whip hitting the zombie's skin with a pinging, piercing smack, blocked by the dense, interlocking limbs like a brick wall.

"Love can't help." Bai Liu's calm voice came from outside, "They're too hard and I can't get in, so you're on your own."

After saying that, Bai Liu seemed to turn around and left.

Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in the formation with a big head: "????"

"Come back here, asshole!" Mu Sicheng was so enraged that his hair and curly monkey tail stood up in unison, "Didn't you say to me that you'd take the blame for anything that happened to you when you charged forward! Now that I'm stuck here with so many men and you're running away, take responsibility for me!"

But Bai Liu's voice was no longer heard outside, only Kong Xuyang's sneering voice saying "Dumped, right?".

Speaking, Kong Xuyang choked and coughed, his face pale, wiped the corner of his mouth overflowed blood: "I last game studied the decent arts, this steel and iron bone talisman used in zombies can be said to be a hundred battles, although the attack value of the general, but the defense value is extremely high, and these zombies that I voodooed no one will listen to anyone but my words, there is no any antidote to the law, and the zombies will not listen to me. In addition to a little consumption of the caster's essence and blood gas ......"

"But I'm already going to win, so what's the point of consuming a little bit of essence blood?" Kong Xuyang leaned over to Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in the formation, gritting his teeth and unable to move, and laughed harshly, his eyes were fierce as he raised a sharp short knife, "Don't worry, I won't let the zombies consume you, I'm very dry in mending, so go to hell for me now!"

From a distance, a loud "bang" came from the explosion, accompanied by the sound of falling water.

A bullet from a distance quickly strikes Kong Xuyang's raised hand with a crisp "pop", and the short sword in Kong Xuyang's hand falls to the ground.

Kong Xuyang let out a cry of pain as blood soared out from his palm.

"Why are there bullets here?" Kong Xuyang He covered his palm, which had been shot through one, and turned around in amazement.

Yang Zhi, who was burying his head in the grave and digging hard, was also startled and looked up, "What just happened?"

"Nothing." Bai Liu replied faintly, his finger on the trigger of a revolver rose, "I blew up the weir and connected the grave to this mass grave only."

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu converted into player Tang Er's personal panel to use his personal skill (Rose Bullet)]

"What's he doing blowing up the weir?!" Yang Zhi looked at Kong Xuyang in alarm, "Where it's connected to the dark river under the bridge in the catacombs, blowing it up and connecting it directly will draw all the monsters in the catacombs over!"

"Brother Kong, there are too many monsters for us to handle!"

Kong Xuyang clenched his right hand tightly as blood dripped down, the muscles on his cheekbones trembling from the clenching of his teeth, "Bai Liu--!"

Obviously just a lowly person who had nothing, what made him able to push him to such a point!

Not far from the weir vaguely visible non-stop pale limbs outstretched, hold the bank, ghosts from the bottom of the weir was blown open in the mud struggling to climb out, paper people joyful face stained with mud, in the shade of the path towards this side of the left and right side of the horizontal jumping close to the next walk covered with a cover to look at, waving the wedding handkerchiefs, the action of the bride of the demure.

Directly in front of them were the martyred bridge ghosts with white umbrellas covering their faces, dripping water downward as they walked, ghostly shadows on the ground, writhing high and low to the right and left, all of them evil spirits, and the shrill chatter of men, women, and children of joy in a row.

At the far end were some paper men carrying the seven open coffins in which lay drowned old men with green and purple faces and smiles.

The old man's sharp black fingernails were peacefully intertwined in front of his chest as if he were truly dead, but upon closer inspection, these old man's fingernails were still growing, and the smile around his mouth grew deeper and wider until it cracked down to the base of his ears.

On the wet dirt road in the gloomy countryside, the red and white of the birthday suit and wedding clothes overlapped vaguely, the round square hole of the money of the past life continued to sprinkle from the sky, the ears heard the two kinds of oboe tunes of high and low joy and mourning, the smoky incense, the wax oil, the stench of corpses and the rotting vapor filled people's mouths and nostrils.

The scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night makes one's liver tremble just by looking at it, and Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in place by the bronze zombies, looked directly at the wood.

Bai Liu This Damn it is here to save him or to kill him! So many ghosts!

Yang Zhi cried out in a panicked broken voice, "Brother Kong, what should we do?"

Kong Xuyang quickly tapped on his panel, and the various icons on it twitched and twitched, sometimes there was something, sometimes there was nothing. Kong Xuyang's eyes skimmed over these sporadic icons, and quickly settled on the column of system tips:

[System Alert: Player Kong Xuyang's Personal Skill is about to be completely disabled - 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 -]

[System Alert: All players' panels unblocked]

Kong Xuyang let out a breath of air, he had been waiting for this moment!

His skills needed to be carefully manipulated on the panel, and just now the skills were going to fail or not instead the one who was most limited was him, but now that they were completely disabled, Kong Xuyang's own panel was completely unblocked, which meant one thing--

The corners of Kong Xuyang's mouth couldn't be contained as he frantically tapped that skill button: [Use (Panel Silence) skill again!

[System alert: Loading Player Kong Xuyang Skill (Panel Silence) ......]

Immediately, immediately all the advantages will return to his hands again, he is so excellent, it is impossible to lose to Bai Liu a childhood rice can not eat enough, the college entrance examination can only test more than 400 points of retarded orphans ......

As long as he is given sufficient conditions, he is the best man in the world, and no one can defeat him while he is using his skills, unless the other party has conditions that are better than his.

But Bai Liu did?

Bai Liu did not, he is just a life from beginning to end, from childhood, teenagers, to young people are constantly failing and frustrated, rely on someone to modify the memory to survive to the present loser.

So he can't lose to Bai Liu! He's so much stronger than Bai Liu!

Kong Xuyang's crimson eyes reflected the loading bar of the system loading skills in a near manic way, his hand pierced by the gun trembled uncontrollably, but the grin on his face grew wider and wider - he was about to win!

[System Alert: Player Kong Xuyang's Skill (Panel Silence) failed to load, detection failure reason ...... detected a target player in the game that is not eligible for skill use, and was unable to use the skill across the board.]

[Player Bai Liu does not meet the conditions for skill use.]

Kong Xuyang looked at the eye-catching red alert on the system panel, and a dizzy spell passed before his eyes.

A rush of blood welled up in his throat and he hissed out incredulously, "How is that possible?!"

"Why can't I use my skills on Bai Liu?!"

[Warm reminder from the system: Because you are adamant that Bai Liu is weaker than you, and the qualifying conditions for your skill use do not include people you deem to be worse or weaker than you, you are unable to use your skill on Bai Liu.]

"Why can't Bai Liu use his skills just because he's worse than me!" Kong Xuyang slammed his system coin out of control and yelled, "You're harboring Bai Liu! It's not fair!"

"I'm about to win!"

[Warm system note: The game never harbors anyone.]

Yang Zhi looked at the approaching army of a hundred ghosts and kept retreating, looking at Kong Xuyang in fear : "Brother Kong! They're coming!"

Kong Xuyang gathered his mind that had been stifled to the extreme by his anger, stared at Bai Liu not far away with bloodshot eyes, and roared lowly with a thick nasal breath, "Just a Bai Liu ...... without skills, I can win you all the same!"

He flung his hand up and bit another mouthful of blood coated on his thumb, pointing it in the talisman, and the two command talismans flew out to affix themselves to the backs of the bronze human zombies that surrounded Mu Sicheng.

Kong Xuyang mumbled, "Rise! Formation - Bronze Wall, Iron Wall!"

The zombies surrounding Mu Sicheng made a sudden movement, slowly spread out and formed a circle with their hands around each other facing outwards, firmly protecting Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi in the center.

And Mu Sicheng, also trapped in the center, is guarded by a zombie with his hands bound backhanded and motionless.

Mu Sicheng had just bitten during the siege, and now two large holes in his neck were word ah spilling blood as he sat on the ground gasping for breath, his cheeks flushed with a burst of necrotic venom-induced bruising.

Kong Xuyang swept Mu Sicheng's weak look for a moment, "So what if you have skills? Without memory you still don't know how to use it, you're still a waste."

"Having been poisoned by necrotic poison, but in an hour your spirit value will completely fall out to become a zombie here."

"You are." Kong Xuyang lowers his head closer to Mu Sicheng and cracks a nervous smile, "Bai Liu will be the same way, and in the end it will only be me who wins."

After that, Kong Xuyang didn't even look at Mu Sicheng, and said to Yang Zhi in a cold voice: "Dig, dig out the remaining Huang Li and hit true end to end this game."