Chapter 440: Twenty's Hiding Place

"Oh, as expected, the news of the Rakshasa has spread everywhere..."

"I'm afraid that even the big figures in this world outside the Glory Festival have started discussing this matter."

"It's really incredible, Moruo."

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Fern easily killed the tall wild wolf in front of him with a long sword, and said to himself while removing one of its eyeballs and putting it into its skin bag.

"Very good, very good, plus the two that Moruo gave me before, it is enough to pass the level... Next, I just need to keep a low profile... Should I change my identity? It seems unnecessary!"

"But after following Moruo that Rakshasa for a while, I don't know if I have entered the vision of those guys... Tsk, although the attention of NPCs is not necessarily a bad thing compared to players, but at this point in time, is it good or bad for the world to be paid attention to in this way?"

She muttered, and then knocked her head with the hilt of the sword.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's not talk about this, Afern, this dungeon is not that simple... Although I thought I could play with those simple-minded guys at will when I arrived in the Black Swamp Realm, it seems that there are some incredible guys among the players this time."

"The [Arrogant Mouthpiece] of the 'Psychology Society' has appeared... Tsk, and that guy from the 'Psychology Society' is actually controlled by someone, which is incredible."

"And the guy in combat uniform... Why did he go to the furnace to deliberately mention Rakshasa? Although Moro didn't explain to me, didn't that guy also reach an agreement with Moro? If that's the case, he is really a bold guy - it's just that his deception is not sophisticated enough."

"You have to be careful of these two people, Afern, you have been low-key for fifty-five dungeons, you must not attract attention among the players!"

Her chattering became faster and faster, and then...

"Crack!"

There was a subtle sound of footsteps behind her, and someone stepped on the small branch behind her and broke it.

When Fern heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment, then he sighed deeply.

"I knew it... When I felt something was wrong, it was too late."

She turned around and saw a player.

An ordinary man in sportswear.

At first glance, the other party did not seem abnormal, but his eyes were a little scattered compared to normal people.

It was as if he was in a "sleepwalking" state.

"Hey, hello, do you want to team up together?"

Fern looked at the other party, one hand on his waist, and the other hand holding the sword in front of him.

"I say, you are the guy who caused chaos in the healing place, don't think I can't recognize you."

The player smiled and said.

"Yes, I don't mean to hide or deceive."

"In that case, if you want to form a team, you should come in person," Fern refused the other party cautiously, "What if you plan to take over my body?"

"You can rest assured about this, young lady," the other party said politely, "To show my sincerity, I can tell you directly the principles and methods of manipulating others... The answer is to enter their dreams."

"I can invade other people's dreams and gamble and play games with them in their dreams. Only if they lose to me in the game... will they temporarily lose control of their bodies and souls for a period of time."

"And the right to play this game or not, the decision-making power is even in the hands of the other party."

Hearing the other party's calm words, Fern spat.

"This makes you look even more terrifying, okay? This shows that you can use some kind of tricks to deceive and willingly let these guys give their bodies to you, and then die in a daze!"

"You are so strong, and you still come to me for cooperation... Why?"

Fern couldn't help but ask more vigilantly.

The other party laughed.

"Of course, it's out of respect for your strength."

"Rather than saying it's cooperation, I have a few questions to ask you."

Fern raised his eyebrows: "About that Rakshasa? I can only tell you that I just used him temporarily, or used him and each other... I don't know much about him."

"No, it has nothing to do with that Rakshasa."

The manipulated player spoke again: "What I want to ask is, how much do you know about the player who talked to the furnace in the healing place and then disappeared strangely?"

"I think... he should also be in a cooperative relationship with Rakshasa!"

Fern was very surprised, and then nodded: "Sure enough, you think so too."

"It's true that great minds think alike."

The player was a little disappointed: "It seems that you are not familiar with him."

"Of course, that guy feels like he has a split personality," Fern waved his hand and complained, "I always feel that his deception is good and bad..."

"So, although you are not familiar with him, do you have other cooperative 'players'? Teammates, accomplices... and so on?"

Fern looked at the other party and moved his wrist.

"No... why are you asking this?"

As Fern was talking, the player said, "I know there is a player I know in this [copy], or rather, I came here to chase him."

"But so far, I haven't found any trace of him."

Fern raised his eyebrows: "So, you are looking for him?"

"Yes... and you weren't very honest with me just now."

The player said, calmly: "You lied to me... You have an 'accomplice' as a player in this [copy]."

Fern's face changed slightly, and then slowly raised the long sword in front of her.

"Ha... You're coming for me, why didn't you say so earlier."

"Although I don't know when you targeted me, but... now it seems that I have no choice but to leave you here."

As she said, she raised her sword and rushed towards the player.

"Chila!"

The long sword cut the opponent's throat, and then the player fell to the ground with almost no resistance.

Blood flowed out, and Fern frowned.

"Sure enough, the puppet just doesn't feel sorry... There's no point in killing more."

"We still have to find the real body of that guy!"

She murmured, and then took out the crow head again, bit her finger and smeared the blood on it.

"I choose to consume one 'change' in exchange for one 'truth': Dear great God of Change, tell me... Where is the guy hiding in the dark in this [copy] who keeps using hypnosis to enter other people's dreams?"

Not far behind Fern, Lin Yu squatted on a tree, wearing a disguise. He looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, the number of prop questions of that crow is not just two..."

"And-the use of this prop is not as simple as asking questions."

But anyway...

Now Er's hiding place was obtained without any effort.

After all, Lin Yu is particularly good at being a fisherman and a yellow bird.