Chapter 364 The Puppet Master

At twelve noon on April 29, the sunset ruins.

A blonde and blue-eyed white young man appeared under the world tree, and walked away the crowd gathered in front of the black tower as if no one was around, and walked towards the European-style building community on the edge of the square.

Along the way, the tiny comments poured into his eardrums, which were unconsciously collected and transmitted truthfully by him.

"The names on the Revelation Monument, Jiuzhou and Tingfeng, only claimed five of them, and they were added to the past Ark Guild. They said that they had prepared so many things in the future, and they occupied so many places in the end. I don't know that they all planned them. Where did you go."

"I roughly calculated that apart from the existence of suspected gods and the fact that Charlie, who is the NPC, has only thirteen places in total, and five are already a lot, right?"

"Haha, 5/13, voting is not the majority. Instead, everyone is calling for a sir and balance advantage. I have long said that 'Massacre Stream' is the mode of encouragement for weird games."

"Don't say that, will the unnamed guild occupy three more places? And I heard that the holder of each identity card can bring several teammates into the dungeon. Fu Jue has an identity card, which means Yu Jinsheng and Shu Meng. That vote of people is qualified to participate in the final copy.”

"Yes, in the end, you still have to compete for comprehensive strength. Just look at the Remnant Monument. No matter how many ID cards Xila and Balance have, they can't get together so many players on the list to form a team."

"Revelation Stele" is the name given by players to the newly appeared stone tablet with twenty-two ID cards. When facing difficult problems, humans will always unconsciously do a lot of useless things to pretend that they have What you make and naming happens to be a simple task that everyone can do.

Combined with the creation legends of various religious myths, the final copy of the Anti-Kui final copy is named as the name of the stele of the strange game, with the word "revelation" that combines the doomsday and hope.

In addition, there are many vacant relationships between the identity cards and players on the stone tablet, so "remaining monument" naturally became a consensus among people as a fairly appropriate title.

The white young man had no intention of participating in the discussion. He walked through the crowded square without looking sideways, crossed the boundary of gravel, turned into an inappropriate teahouse made of marble, climbed to the second floor, and entered the European style deep in the corridor. Style private room.

There was already a white-haired old man sitting next to the coffee table in the private room, with his facial features such as kind-eyed and amiable, and his light gray eyes were not emotional.

After the white young man entered the house, the old man picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of tea into the bell cup, handed it to the direction where the young man was, and said lightly: "Schi, I thought you would come in person."

"The last time your puppet met me, I called me 'Tis'. Now I've changed my name, it's interesting." The young man sat down opposite the old man, took the cup of tea poured by the old man, and looked at the latter with his eyes down. The thin silk appeared at the tip of the right hand, "I used a puppet invitation but asked for my true body to attend the meeting - the puppet master, you are still so arrogant."

"This is not a demand, but a real confusion." The old man's gray eyes radiated with a cold light like precision machinery, reflecting the youth's face. "The puppet and I are one, have my thoughts and implement my will, it is me. Extension of the limbs. I can be anyone, anyone can be me, and it doesn’t make any difference who comes to this meeting.”

"By the same, as long as I can convey my will and receive your expression, it doesn't matter who is sitting opposite you." The young man paused and narrowed his eyes, "I'm very curious, just for communication and discussion, What's the need for me to come here in person?

"Or are you very bold and plan to repeat the failure and try to wrap the puppet silk around the god's tail finger again?"

This sentence pointed directly to the malicious intention behind the Hongmen Banquet. The old man was silent for two seconds and said calmly: "It seems that your plan is going smoothly, your authority has been restored to complete, and there are unexpected gains."

"I never knew you talked so much nonsense before." The young man teased and continued to talk to himself, "But the test has come to this point. My patience is not as good as before, and I am afraid of trouble. You can say it. You've looked for my reasons and purpose."

The old man nodded, picked up the teapot again, poured tea into the teacup in front of him: "The [Scarlet Master] card has three small cards, namely [Merchant], [Scholar] and [Noble]. According to the rules, three players can be brought into it. Copy, I hope you can borrow a card and bring a member of Syra into the dungeon.”

"It's said that it's a member of Sira, but it's actually your puppet." The young man pointed out the key and asked with a smile, "You also hold an identity card, why don't you take someone in person?"

The old man shook his head slightly: "[Diligent Man in Eyes] This main card is the real single husband, and there are no small cards under his command."

The young man laughed out loud: "I didn't expect that the huge Sila only has one identity card. Do you not leave a way out for yourself when you act on your daily life? After working hard over the years, you have done a lot of miserable things."

"Only by breaking the boat, you will be able to survive in a desperate situation." The old man was still calm, and the curve of the tea cup in his hand was exactly the same. "Puppets cannot hold the identity card. Since they chose to convert everyone into puppets in exchange for the guild to quickly complete the original accumulation. I naturally have the awareness of bearing the price of being at a disadvantage in the final copy.”

The young man sneered twice: "I guess it's just because you have long regarded me as your way of retreat. No matter how the final copy changes, in your opinion, you can always unite with other forces and leverage the power to fight. .

"But why do you think I would promise you? Put the eyes of a puppet master around you and waste your guild quota to make wedding dresses for others. I don't see the benefits of doing so."

"This is not a transaction, but a cooperation." The old man put down the teapot and raised the teacup. "As far as I know, there is no player on the list except you 'Tis'. Even you are just a newcomer. The list climbed to the top.

"As a newcomer who has just entered the dungeon and a new force that has emerged, it is really unwise to enter the final dungeon without any accumulation, and to win over the foundation that others have cultivated for 36 years.

"You need more players who are strong and can help you - in your words, a 'tool'. Only by maintaining the glory of the unnamed guild can you not be eaten alive by the old guild. And I also need to do everything It is possible to collect information on the final copy in a comprehensive way while participating in the game more, ensuring that I have a significant share of the competition.

"You and I only take each of you and I have the same needs, and they are mutually beneficial. The forces of Jiuzhou and the Tingfeng have been integrated. The Fate Church has always been disbelief and distrustful. What we are going to fight against is all of them. For the same massacre, Sira will be unnamed. The most suitable partner for the guild.”

After listening carefully, the young man chuckled: "It sounds like you are considering me, and cooperation is indeed better than hostility, but you should know my rules. I only want to believe in those who have signed my contract."

The old man looked up at the young man's eyes and said, "If you are willing to let my puppet bind your little cards and take them into the final copy, I can let them sign a soul contract with you. As the former Lord God, you should know the contract. The priority of authority is higher than that of the puppet silk skill.”

"Oh? Just to occupy a few places, I can even give up the puppets that I finally raised to the top of the list. I'm really sincere." The young man's eyes narrowed into a narrow line, "How do I know, you're not just stuffing it. Two people wasted my little cards and weakened my strength in advance so that you can make profits in the future?”

"I can't make a more intuitive proof that makes you let go of your suspicion of me." The old man held the teacup and drank it all in one go. "You can refuse my request, but you are not the one sitting here. My true identity, no decision will lead to unacceptable risks.”

"I understand." The smile on the young man's face became sincere.

He raised his right hand, and a black-bottomed and golden-patterned card figure condensed into his fingertips, shining brightly under the dusk luster of the window lattice.

On the card surface, the figure with a black robe and golden eyes was holding a horse, holding a pile of gold coins in his arms, like liquid gold hanging from his fingers, overflowing freely.

[Merchant] card, symbolizing wealth, hypocrisy, and greed; under the command of [Scarlet Priest], it is responsible for converting "desire" into reapable nutrients, and time, emotion, and strength can all be commodities on the shelves...

The youth pushed the card to the old man and said with a smile: "This card is your and my old friend, I'm curious to whom you will give it."

The old man raised his hand to take it and said, "Thank you, I will try my best to make the final result satisfy you and me."

"You and I know the meaning of the word 'try as much as possible', but I still hope that we can cooperate happily." The young man drank all the tea in the teacup and stood up and walked towards the door.

He seemed to suddenly think of something, and he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and a scarlet flashed in his blue eyes: "I remember you told me that whoever becomes a god will kill whoever you become."

The old man's expression remained unchanged and gently placed the card on the desktop: "I haven't said that."

The young man smiled and shook his head, stopped stopping, and walked out the door.

He climbed down the stairs and stepped out of the teahouse, staggered without warning, fell to the ground, never getting up again.

...

An hour ago, Tse went to the studio in the suburbs of Jiangcheng. Before long, the specimen was studied, the door was knocked.

A middle-aged man who claimed to be Liu Shiyi came to visit with a letter and then suddenly died of a heart attack at the door.

The letter reads "The puppet master sincerely invites Si Qi, vice president of the unnamed guild, to discuss the final copy from 12 noon to the sunset ruins."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The similar scenes inspired the humor and interest that Tse had been away for a long time. He simply dealt with the corpse of the sender, and when he saw that the time was almost over, he entered the weird game.

Considering that he was too lazy to go for a trip himself, he randomly selected a lucky person from the infected person of [Insomnia Glycology] and manipulated his soul.

So there is a scene in the Sunset Ruins Teahouse.

Cooperation with Cyra is part of the Tsez plan. The unnamed guild is too popular and has too few people. It is not realistic to recruit enough tools in a short period of time.

[Scarlet Priest] has three small cards, namely [Businessman], [Scholar], and [Noble], and [Bird Beak Doctor] has three small cards, namely [Crow], [White Door], and [Rat]. No matter how you calculate it, you can get it. There are not all six available people.

[Fool Fraudster] is the same as [Dictor in Eyes], but the [Human Shape and Evil] that is still left in Shuangxi Town is in the memory of Qis, but there is [Chic] [Character] [Wind] [Wind] [Title] [Title] [Wind in the memory of Qis. 】【Liang】The four small cards will be regained in the future. 【The Undead Shepherd】 also has a small card.

Although Tse can't trust others, he never does everything himself. Instead, he likes to throw boring dirty and tiring work to others.

He needs some tool people who can obey his orders, and the puppets of the Syra Guild will be good backup sources for tool people.

Even if we don’t consider Lin Chen’s small cards for the time being, in addition to the people from the Sila Guild and Dong Xiwen, there is still another quota.

Tsez believes that as long as the news is announced, many players will volunteer to join him, but he cannot expose the fact that no one is available.

People can only be found among the players who have been controlled by him through the contract. Zhang Yiyu is not good, the people in Qijia Village are dead, and the people in North America are the last option...

Tse thought seriously: "Since NPC can appear on the Revelation Stele, can it also bind a small card?"

...

At 2:00 p.m. on April 29, Tse took a taxi to Qijia Village, Jincheng.

The driver was an old acquaintance, calling himself "Liu Pu". He sat in the driver's seat, not as reserved as the previous two times, chatting endlessly: "Brother, when I saw the big order from Jiangcheng to Jincheng, I knew It's you. I've made so many orders, and I'm most impressed by you."

Tse said nothing and said nothing, "Oh? Is that right? I remember I've been in your car twice, and I'm quite destined to do it."

"That's right. There are usually no big orders in the Jinjiang community. There have been several murders before, but no one dares to come. I still remember you are joking." Liu Pu exchanged a few greetings and said again. "The Fenping Church has been in trouble recently. I heard that many people died in Xiangcheng. The world is not peaceful. Don't be like it was forty-six years ago..."

Tsez lowered his eyes and asked, "What do you think of the balance?"

"How can we think? Not to mention whether they make a fuss or not, even if they make a fuss, no matter who comes to power, we will still live like this... Maybe the world is in chaos, and there is no need to pay back the funds or loans. .”

At six o'clock in the evening, the taxi drove outside Qijia Village. The rolling fog filled the roads in the village. Looking into the fog, you could see the shadows of humanoid creatures swaying in the wind.

Liu Pu acted to step on the brakes, and Tse said lightly, "Drive in. My family lives in the village very much, and there is a long road."

Liu Pu responded, "Okay", and the taxi turned a corner and drove towards the village.

At the moment when the car body was completely submerged by thick fog, Tse felt that the blocked power of God returned to his body, and his five fingers of his right hand slowly tightened, making a stance to crush the items.

Liu Pu's whole body was stiff, as if he was strangled by an invisible existence. After two seconds, his limbs softened again, and his hands on the steering wheel hung down weakly and hit the seat.

Tse saw that his right finger showed the texture of wood, and a translucent silk thread was dragged at the top... (End of this chapter)