MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 167 Black Sea Town Coffin (6)

For a while, everyone in the room looked different.

Yu Zhengqing and Lin Qiao just glanced at Yan Wei, still sitting there, waiting for Yan Wei to come in.

Zhong Bufan was able to annoy Lin Qing to the point of removing him from the name Xuanniao, so he naturally has a thick skin that Lin Zhen can't even match. His embarrassment only lasted for less than a second, and the next moment he smiled: "Ah, hello."

Afterwards, Zhong Bufan walked over to Song Chengan and sat down, as if ready to continue annoying Song Chengan at any time.

Song Chengan was already standing upright.

From Yan Wei pushing the door until now, he has been looking at the door nervously. He usually walks without showing the way, other players will show him three points of courtesy when they see him, and the novice and junior will flatter him to ask him about the experience of super high-level executives.

He, like many others who had climbed the building with Yan Wei, was not convinced at first.

Until he watched Yan Wei go farther and farther, faster than anyone else, when he was still struggling to climb the building, Yan Wei had already begun to challenge the authority of the building.

Song Chengan was left with nothing but awe.

Even after everyone said that V was missing, and most of them died in the top-level copy, Song Chengan still felt that he was incomparable to the other party.

Among them, not counting Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang, who was always inseparable with Yan Wei, Song Chengan could have absolute right to speak. Although Yu Zhengqing is old, his strength is not as good as Song Chengan.

But this time he saw this familiar old man in the dungeon again, and he belonged to the same camp as Yan Wei. He immediately restrained his arrogance and planned to put the people in their camp with peace of mind. The right to speak is completely handed over to Yan Wei.

...It's just that the others in their camp are losing chains one by one.

Song Chengan still has the air of a super high-level player, he adjusted his expression, walked slowly to the door, and said, "Come in and sit. Yu Zhengqing said that Xuanniao came in five this time, The other three..."

Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang walked into this side hall before and after, Yan Wei smiled and said: "I just informed Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou that they are here, they are at the Guanyin School opposite, and it will take a few minutes to come here. We haven't been in touch with Lin Qing so far. I haven't found any trace of him in the whole Guanyin Town. It should be either the time when he loaded the dungeon, or the identity he loaded is now somewhere else and hasn't returned to Guanyin. town."

Song Chengan walked behind Yan Wei very naturally and helped Yan Wei close the door.

Yan Wei found a futon and sat down at random, Yan Mingguang stood next to Yan Wei without saying a word.

In the hall, the Avalokitesvara of the Treasures stood in the center, casting a shadow and looking down at everyone in the dust.

Yan Wei looked at the Guanyin statue and looked at the dead thing, and a slight discomfort rose again in his heart. This feeling comes from the intuition in the life and death of many copies, and also from the feedback of his super-high perception.

The Guanyin Temple, whether it is from its exuberant incense or from the mythology of its origin, is positive. Why does he always look at these Avalokitesvara statues, and a faint sense of ominousness arises spontaneously?

This feeling is very light, very slight, so slight that Yan Wei only has a momentary discomfort, and the other people have stayed in this side hall for a long time without feeling anything.

Is there a connection between the Guanyin Temple and the Black Sea Ghost? Is the connection a limited item in the missing three dungeons?

Song Chengan had already returned to the seat he was sitting in, and he deliberately turned around and continued to turn his back to Zhong Bufan, and then said: "I have dealt with all the tasks here, and the The other few people have completely different directions. If everyone's ideas are correct, it is basically a matter of fact that we are divided into camps. We are basically one camp. I just don't know what Lin Qing's mission is."

Yan Wei: "We are in the same camp."

Yu Zhengqing said solemnly: "If you and Lin Qing have no private grudges, he must be on our side. When the dungeon is divided into camps, it seems to consider the relationship between the players. Affectionate."

Zhong Bufan was obsessed with Song Chengan, and did not forget to join the discussion: "It's not like, but affirmation. The mission design of this dungeon from the beginning is destined to have a life-and-death competition among players. Relationship. If it arranges two familiar people in different camps, if one of them feels that the other person is more important than the success or loss of the copy, and the life and death of the individual, then this person can become a willing sacrifice undercover, while the other person is willing to sacrifice. It's easier to be alone. So even if Lao Lin hasn't come, as long as he and you are not superficial friends, there will be no problem."

"There is no problem between us and Lin Qing," Yan Wei said slowly, "It's not as good as Yuemang, the appearance is different. In the end, the people who organized by myself are divided into two sides."

Although Yu Zhengqing didn't mention it at all, but when Yan Wei opened the hall door and saw that there were only two people in Yuemang, he immediately guessed that the other two who came in were probably going to other places. camp.

Yu Zhengqing was very impatient when he waited for Yan Wei, but now Yan Wei was agitated, and said coldly: "So what are your props?"

Yan Wei raised her eyebrows and did not speak.

Song Chengan was calm on the surface, but in his heart he scolded Yu Zhengqing, who was blind.

Of course he understood why Yan Wei did not answer. The faction in this dungeon, even if it is a sure thing, but they do not have any public faction list. These people are gathered together at the moment, saying that the tasks are similar and the goals are the same, but in fact they are all one-sided words, and no one can see what the task of the other is. Even if it's a prop, if a player just picks up one of their own props and says it was a copy, no one can immediately verify it.

How could someone like Yan Wei expose information to others in all vague circumstances?

Song Chengan stared at Yan Wei for a few seconds, confirming that the little ancestor had no intention of guiding cooperation, and then he said: "I and they just roughly checked the task, the props I didn't go into details. When the other two of Xuanniao come, can we check it together?"

Although Yan Wei left a deep psychological shadow on Song Chengan, Song Chengan still didn't have much burden to talk to Yan Wei - this born has a docile and well-behaved face, who cares There is no way to have too much fear, most of them are just like those who have followed Yan Wei, they are respectful in their hearts, but they communicate as usual on the surface.

But he said this carefully, it was because of Yan Mingguang, who had a cold face next to Yan Wei.

When Song Chengan saw Yan Mingguang in the previous copy, this person only stayed by Yan Wei's side. He doesn't talk much, and seems to be able to do anything. Song Chengan didn't know where he came from or what kind of person he was. Even during the period when the code name "v" spread throughout the world, no one cared about Yan Mingguang's name, Yan Wei never mentioned it, and neither did anyone else. dare to mention.

Yan Mingguang stood beside him, leaning slightly beside the long pillar in the hall, and said nothing.

Song Chengan felt like a light on his back and was under a lot of pressure.

He added: "I'm almost done talking about my mission, we met that day."

Yan Wei smiled at him: "Wait for Lin Zhen and the others to come."

Song Chengan breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Zhengqing did not let him rest assured, and suddenly said: "Wait for the Xuanniao people to come, we have a total of nine people now, how can we be sure that no one will listen to what others say, and then we will do it again. On myself, pretending to be from the same faction as us? Also, in case someone is really from another faction, we all tell our quests and props now, even if we recognize someone from the opposite faction, but the opposite faction People have already listened to all our information, and as long as that person runs away and tells the players of the other camp all this information, we are equivalent to falling behind."

Yan Wei has no feeling about Zheng Qing's questioning this time.

What Yu Zhengqing said is indeed a problem. Most of the things they have to do are related to so many props, but if they want to check each other's camps and props, someone must say it first, and someone else will say it later. Rhetoric, wouldn't it be possible to completely mix into their camp? Or the people who mixed into their camp heard it, didn't they get all the information at once?

It's not that hard.

Yan Wei said: "We can—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhong Bufan said a lot: "This problem is easy to solve. Why are you Yuemang so reckless, some things just need to be changed in a different way. What we are afraid of is that someone will mix up I came in and listened to everyone's answers. In fact, we just need to not speak out in public. After a while, the nine of us will form a circle according to the distance between us, and sit next to people we don't know well - such as Yu Zheng Qing can sit next to me, and Lin Qiao next to me, so as to avoid the possibility of collusion. After sitting down, we all record our tasks and props and pass them on to the person on the right, so that everyone has their own Mission information for the person on the left."

Zhong Bufan got up, completely used the statue of Guanyin in the center of the hall as a decoration, swaggered to the incense burner in front of the statue, and rubbed some incense ashes.

Afterwards, he walked back to the crowd again, drew a circle on the ground with incense ash, and roughly arranged everyone's seats.

As he said, all the people are sitting next to unfamiliar people, avoiding collusion.

"In this way, we only need to read the tasks and props of the person sitting on our left, and judge whether the direction is consistent with our own, and whether the style of the prompt sound is the same. Everyone only needs to say A yes or no answer, not everyone will know the other person's task, and the content of his task has already been told to the person on the right, so it's too late to copy the answer. Even if someone sneaks in, he only knows the person on his left. information about tasks and props has little impact.”

Zhong Bufan clapped the incense ash in his hand, looked at Yan Wei, and said, "This is the identification method I learned from v's ghost infiltrating the player's copy, which can most effectively prevent information from being stolen. The enemy camp stole it. You seem to want to propose some solution just now, why don't you talk about it? Anyway, there is no way to do it."

Yan Wei: “…”

Song Chengan couldn't bear to look straight away.

Yu Zhengqing hummed so much that he almost leaned into his nostrils to speak: "V's method is naturally good, don't waste time talking about newcomers' ideas. Some people, don't think they got it v The moon wheel scattered at the beginning is v."

Song Chengan sighed silently.

He really worked hard.

Yan Wei took a serious look at the circle Zhong Bufan had drawn on the ground with incense ash, and said, "Alright. Who is this?"

He pointed to the circle, next to his assigned seat. There were two people next to Yan Wei's name, one was "Song", which he saw was Song Cheng'an, but the other was "Zhong", which he did not recognize.

Zhong Bufan: "...it's me."

"Who are you?"

Zhong Bufan was speechless. Although he is considered a rookie among the super high-rise players, in the entire world of the building, he is also a person who can be known by his name. He hadn't encountered this question for a long time, he was stunned for a while, and was about to answer, but Yan Wei just clicked his name and said, "Change seats, I know Song Chengan."

Song Chengan nodded: "I will sit between Lin Qiao and Yu Zhengqing."

Yu Zhengqing, Lin Qiao and Zhong Bufan all looked surprised - Song Chengan really knew Yan Wei? Before the two entered the dungeon, it could be regarded as a world of difference, and there was no chance of entering the same dungeon together, how could they know each other?

It seems that Song Chengan is very polite.

Yu Zhengqing has been in the world in the building for so long, and he has never seen Song Chengan and him polite, so he is very angry at this moment.

"Also." Zhong Bufan originally wanted to talk to Yan Wei about who he was, but on second thought, he wouldn't care about a newcomer or a junior. After all, everyone will most likely have to advance and retreat together, and this Yan Wei doesn't seem to have any objection to his approach, so forget it.

The side hall was so quiet, waiting for Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou to arrive.

Zhong Bufan couldn't calm down, he glanced at Yan Wei, and then at Song Chengan, who seemed to have a headache all the time. While thinking of looking for the newcomer and junior to borrow the moon wheel to see - after all, that is the legendary item that V once scattered in the high-rise, and at the same time want to pester Song Chengan to ask about the missing record.

In the end, Yan Mingguang beside Yan Wei had too high pressure, Zhong Bufan chose to continue to bother Song Chengan.

He hugged the futon again, ran to Song Cheng'an's side, and said, "Come, come, Lao Song, think about it again. The way I just mentioned the method of mutual verification between players is your copy, I I remember that there were ghosts mixed into the players at that time, v used this method to find the ghost, but there were two identical players, and then the perspective was closed - how did you find out who is fake and kill that one? Dirty things broke the game and made a copy?"

Song Chengan just didn't want to recall the past when he was hanged by Yan Wei, but now he just doesn't want to recall the past when he was hanged and beaten in front of the person who hanged and beat him.

He just said with a cold face: "Shut up!"

"Judging from your expression, it's not that you don't remember at all, but you don't want to say it," Zhong Bufan was the best at guessing and observing, and at a glance, he saw the subtle changes in Song Chengan's expression, "So you remember? .You can tell me, I have deduced many ways to break the game, and now it is up to you to tell me how v did it, let me compare and see who is better between me and him. I don't believe it, don't I Are you really not as good as him?"

Song Chengan gritted his teeth and wanted to talk to Zhong in annoyance. It was nothing compared to that. He would just go and ask that person himself.

Fortunately, this time, Yan Wei rescued him.

"In that dungeon, the ghost is disguised as a dead player," Yan Wei said slowly, "Both are actually fake, but the ghost has concealed the truth that the player died long ago That's it."

Zhong Bufan suddenly looked at Yan Wei: "How do you know? ... Lao Song, you really lied to me, and said you didn't remember, you told the newcomer about this copy, and you didn't tell me I."

Song Chengan denied: "I don't."

Zhong Bufan didn't believe it: "Liar the ghost. The other players in that session were in other places. At that time, it was only you and v. You didn't tell him, could it be v?"

Song Chengan chose silence.