Chapter 364: Yinshan Village

"But hasn't ...... President Bai's memory been swallowed?" Wang Shun had an epiphany, and then hesitantly asked, "Can he remember these plans he made before?"

"Bai Liu doesn't remember." Liu Jiayi leaned back in his chair and looked up at the big screen with his face in his hands, a little naughty grin on his face, "but as soon as this guy got into the copy, he used the old way of getting the follow-up arrangements in place and leaving them at the bottom for his amnesiac self to check out later."

Wang Shun recalled that he had not seen Bai Liu write any small notes with a pen, leave any marks on the roadside, or even make a video recording in the few minutes before he entered the copy and lost his memory.

He couldn't figure out how Bai Liu had managed to keep the bottom of the barrel for himself, so he humbly asked, "What's the old way that the President keeps the bottom of the barrel?"

" Bai Liu used the old method of communication between him and me once in the orphanage." Muke smiles, "Book fold markers."

Wang Shun was stunned: "Book fold marks?"

"Yes, don't you think that Bai Liu has remembered too much from this 'Maoshan Evil Handbook' in such a short period of time, given his memory?" Liu Jiayi held his face and inclined his head towards Wang Shun .

Wang Shun was stunned, he actually thought it was a bit out of place, but Bai Liu was talking about it so naturally, as if Bai Liu had been born with it, so Wang Shun naturally overlooked the suspicion.

But Liu Jiayi doesn't skip it, she analyses it carefully: "If the person in the game is Muke, he can indeed read the book in such a short time and then extract the valid information from the memory."

"But with Bai Liu's memory, he couldn't have done it."

Liu Jiayi held up a finger: "So there is only one possibility, that is, the pre-amnesia Bai Liu quickly skimmed through the book, sifting through the information in the book, folding and marking the pages he felt were important, and the post-amnesia Bai Liu only read those pages that had been sifted, and that's why he remembered them so quickly. "

Wang Shun started to get dizzy, he had played few games and was not able to keep up with Liu Jiayi's ideas on game tactics, and now his eyes were starting to glaze over: "Is it possible to make Bai Liu understand what his pre-amnesiac self was trying to do by just folding the pages?"

"What is this Maoshan evil ......" Wang Shun was very confused, "It's also impossible to write about Kong Xuyang's weaknesses and Bai Liu's specific plans in this book, right? "

The Reverse God laughed a little: "It doesn't need to be made that clear or understood that far."

"Because Bai Liu is giving instructions, not consulting with the person behind him, Bai Liu just needs the person behind him to do what he has marked in the book."

"Giving orders?" Wang Shun understood a bit when he heard this and laughed bitterly, "Is it the same as our usual communication with President Bai, many times we don't need to understand why, just take the terms laid down by President Bai and carry out the task?"

The Reverse God nodded as he sighed, "Something like that."

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

Muke and Liu Jiayi slowly moved their eyes over to the Reverse God's narrative, and even Tang Erda, who had been silent, looked at him a few more times.

"This Tactician of the Killer Sequence, did you take on the ...... Tactician of our battle group" Liu Jiayi raised an eyebrow.

Muke frowned: "Too familiar a style?"

Tang Erda's eyebrows rose and she looked warily and coldly at the Reverse God.

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

The Reverse God coughed calmly with a clenched fist, "Yes? It's just an ordinary level of knowledge about a future tactician who could be a formidable opponent, we on the team know Bai Liu well, don't you think so Spades ?"

Sitting next to him, Spades nodded in earnest, expressionlessly, "I know best."

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

Is there one?

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

While the atmosphere on the Wandering Circus side was very harmonious, the whole atmosphere in the viewing pool was anything but.

It was almost chaos on the Fever Lamb side, with many members running amok in anxiety and with terrified faces - they had previously dropped all their reserve points into the list control, and now with this situation, the audience was not stupid and ran away from all they could.

The growth rate of their betting pool has just been cleared!

The audience kept whispering.

"Wow that was close, I'm glad I didn't enter the lamb or I'd be losing my ass right now."

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

"I'm a bit tempted to get in too, but then wait and see ......"

"Wait and see, the more people enter at the back, the lower the combined exchange rate will be, so enter before it's too late!"

"But, Kong Xuyang, although the skill is temporarily disabled, he can still use it, right? I still don't think Bai Liu is very good, let's see ......"

Wang Shun stared at the system panel and wrinkled his brow, "It's clearly such a big advantage, but the rate of growth in our betting pool hasn't increased significantly, it's only gone up slightly and then back to cold."

"Because this Kong Xuyang skill can be used again, and is a veteran player who has been on the big game three times, many viewers are still waiting to see what happens." Liu Jiayi says calmly, "It's normal, wait a bit."

Although he said it was normal, Liu Jiayi's face did not let up and his lips were tightly 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 Bai Liu swinging his whip on the big screen and spoke softly.

Liu Jiayi turned her head to the Reverse God: "Why?"

As if remembering something, the Reverse God smiled very softly, a layer of something Liu Jiayi couldn't understand over that smile, misty like smoke: "Because Kong Xuyang saw Bai Liu's memory."

"When you think the other person is an all-powerful, heartless, god-like, powerful bad guy, you fear them from the bottom of your heart and think they are too powerful to overcome, so you take every opportunity you can to kill them and prevent them from turning the tables."

"Because the other person seems to be just a fusion of the terms [powerful] and [bad] into a subject, just a gun target that will keep killing people, and you'll keep your nerves on edge and your own highest level of combat power until you've killed the other person yourself."

"Feeling that your opponent is strong is something that will stimulate your own combativeness and aggression."

"And once you know that this guy turned out to have had a miserable childhood, stepped on ice in the winter, drowned in the summer, didn't like studying in high school, would doze off in maths class, grew up properly would be a stingy kid who lived into his twenties, couldn't even bring himself to buy a cake for his birthday and ended up buying two pounds of oranges to make up for it, and was more stingy than too many ordinary people in this world Live still struggling ......"

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

"Feeling that a person is powerful is based on the emotions of fear, jealousy, awe, etc. gazing from a distance, Kong Xuyang feels that a person is better than him, 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 was so poor in every way that Kong Xuyang would not have believed that Bai Liu, who grew up in such an environment, would be a stronger person than he was."

The Reverse God suddenly turned his head to Liu Jiayi, who smiled a little, his eyebrows were gently arched, and there was a sprightly pride in his tone.

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

Liu Jiayi stared at the Reverse God for a long time, turned his head sideways and said coldly, "Rubbish is not worthy to be compared with Bai Liu."

The Reverse God took the words in good faith and smiled, "As well."

In-game.

The monkey's paws and tails on Mu Sicheng's body are like unstable projections that flicker twice and then solidify completely as he raises the board and slaps it down with no effort, creating a thick layer of dust on the ground.

Kong Xuyang rolled over and dodged Mu Sicheng's blow from the sky, covering his mouth and half kneeling on the ground, his eyes so red they could almost drip blood: "How could you have escaped my skills, you're obviously just two losers ......"

"Who's calling you a loser?" Mu Sicheng landed on his feet and lunged forward, his paws blocking the side of his face as he struck Kong Xuyang with a vicious and venomous strike, "I think you're the one who's a loser!"

As Mu Sicheng clawed his way through, the sharp tips of his claws hit Kong Xuyang's talisman with a hard thud of gold and stone.

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

Kong Xuyang grinned sinisterly, "A steel and iron charm."

"Don't think you can get away with it just because my skills are disabled." Kong Xuyang, after all, has played mid-season and is mentally stable, dealing with such unexpected surprises very quickly.

Kong Xuyang didn't care about Mu Sicheng, he turned to Yang Zhi and shouted, "Don't panic, dig! My skills are not working right now, so I'll be able to control them with my skills when I get back to normal!"

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and attacked again. He was about to hit Kong Xuyang with a sweeping kick, but Kong Xuyang was quick to apply the steel and iron bone charm to his ankle.

Kong Xuyang sneered twice, knowing that he was no match for Mu Sicheng in close combat, so he seized the opportunity and retreated, allowing the zombies on either side to gather around and cover him.

At the same time, Kong Xuyang bit the tip of his tongue in pain and sprayed blood onto a pile of yellow talismans in his hand, then with his eyes erected, he raised his hand and turned his small arm twice in front of his body, and with two fingers raised, the talisman in his arms flew out and stuck to the head of the zombie who was leaning over.

"Steel and Iron Bone Charm, go!"

After the yellow talisman was placed on the forehead of the zombie, the red light in his eyes was so bright that fibres grew from the originally loose rotting flesh to form a tangled mass of muscle, the skin was coated with a brass sheen, and his fangs extended an inch outwards.

These zombies, with half-shaven hair, in that typical antebellum hairstyle, and with their upper bodies clad in frank-chested half-mattresses, now plated with copper, hissed widely and cooperated with each other to surround the central Mu Sicheng look ......

"Fuck, this is the fucking 18 Bronze Men Zombie Formation, right?!" Mu Sicheng rushed several times, but could not break out at all, and hit his own hands and feet raw.

Mu Sicheng uses his left paw to push away a zombie that is leaning towards him with its teeth wide open, while using his right hand to block a zombie that is about to bite down on his neck.

Mu Sicheng made it so hard that the veins in his neck were rippling: "...... Bai Liu, where are you?!"

A whip swung from side to side as it scurried to thrust in, the whip striking the zombie's skin with a pinging sound of harsh blows, held back 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 cheer yourself up."

After saying this, Bai Liu seems to have turned around and left.

Mu Sicheng, who is trapped in the formation with his head in the air: "????"

"Get back here, you bastard!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that his hair and curly monkey tail stood on end, "Didn't you tell me that you'd take responsibility for anything that happened to you! Now I'm stuck here with all these men and you're running away, take responsibility for it!"

But Bai Liu's voice was no longer heard outside, only the mocking voice of Kong Xuyang's sarcastic remarks: "Dumped, huh?"

The first time I was in the game, I studied the proper spells, and this steel and iron bone charm can be used on zombies to win a hundred battles, although the attack value is average, but the defense value is extremely high, and these zombies that were voodooed by me do not listen to anyone except my words, there is no solution. Except for a little consumption of the caster's essence and blood qi ......"

"But I'm already going to win, so what's the point of consuming a little blood?" Kong Xuyang came up next to Mu Sicheng, who was trapped in the formation, gritting his teeth and unable to move, and laughed loudly, his eyes fierce as he raised a sharp short blade, "Don't worry, I won't let the zombie consume you, I'm very crisp in mending my blade, now go to hell!"

In the distance, a loud "bang" sounded, accompanied by the sound of crashing water falling.

A bullet whizzed by from a distance and hit Kong Xuyang's raised hand with a crisp "pop" and the short knife in Kong Xuyang's hand fell to the ground.

Kong Xuyang cried out in pain as blood spilled from his palms.

"What's with the bullets in here?" Kong Xuyang He covered his palm, which had been shot right through, and turned around in amazement.

Yang Zhi, who was digging his grave, looked up in surprise: "What just happened?"

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

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu switches to player Tang Erda's personal panel and uses personal skill (Rose Bullet)]

"What's he doing blowing up the weir? Yang Zhi looked to Kong Xuyang in alarm, "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 clutched his right hand, which was dripping blood, and the muscles in his cheekbones trembled from the clenching of his teeth: " Bai Liu--!"

How could he be pushed to such a level when he was obviously just an inferior man with nothing!

Not far from the weir, pale limbs are faintly visible, holding the shore, and ghosts of tiger devils struggle to crawl out of the muddy ground at the bottom of the blasted weir, paper figures, their cheerful faces stained with mud, jumping sideways from side to side as they approach the wooded path towards this side, beside the bride, covered with a cover to look at, waving her wedding handkerchief and moving with dignity.

Directly in front of them are the ghosts of the Martyred Bridge with their white umbrellas covering their faces, dripping water as they walk, the ground is full of ghostly shadows, twisting high and low from side to side, all of them evil spirits, and the joyful shrill chatter of men, women and children is a continuous chorus.

At the far end are some paper men carrying the seven open coffins in which lie drowned old men with blue and purple faces and smiling faces.

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

On the wet dirt road in the gloomy countryside, the red and white of the birthday suits overlap vaguely, the round square holes of the afterlife money continue to spill from the sky, the ears are filled with the strains of two types of shawms, one high and one low, festive and mourning, incense, wax oil, the stench of corpses and the vapour of decay fill one's mouth and nose.

The scene of a hundred ghosts on the prowl at night sends shivers down the spine, and Mu Sicheng, who is trapped by the bronze vampire, looks straight at it.

Bai Liu, is this a fucking rescue or a kill! So many ghosts!

Yang Zhi shouted in a frightened, broken voice, " Brother Kong, what should we do?"

Kong Xuyang quickly tapped on his panel, the various icons on it twitched and twitched, sometimes and sometimes not, Kong Xuyang's eyes skimmed over the sporadic icons and quickly settled on the system alert column.

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

[System Alert: All players in the room have their panels unblocked]

Kong Xuyang let out a long breath of relief, he had waited for this moment!

His skills needed to be carefully manipulated on the panel, and just now the skills were going to fail or not look like instead he was the one most restricted, but now that they've completely failed, Kong Xuyang's own panel is completely unblocked, which means one thing -

The corners of Kong Xuyang's mouth rose uncontrollably as he frantically tapped the skill button: [Use (Panel Silence) skill again!

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

Immediately, immediately all the advantages will come back to him, he is so good, there is no way he will lose to Bai Liu a childhood can not even eat enough, high school exams can only get more than 400 points retarded orphans ......

Given sufficient conditions, he is the best man in the world and no one can defeat him with the use of his skills, unless the opponent has conditions that are better than his.

But did Bai Liu?

Bai Liu is not, he is just a loser who has failed from the beginning to the end of his life, from childhood, to adolescence, to youth, and has survived only by having his memory altered.

So he can't lose to Bai Liu! He is so much better than Bai Liu!

Kong Xuyang's crimson eyes reflect the loading bar of the system loading skills in a near frenzy, his gun-pierced hand trembling uncontrollably, but the grin on his face growing wider and wider - he's 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 does not match the skill's usage, unable to use the skill across the board.]

[Player Bai Liu is not eligible to use the skill.

Kong Xuyang looked at the striking red alert on the system panel and was dizzy.

A rush of blood rose in his throat and he hissed out incredulously, "How is this possible?!"

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

[System note: You cannot use the skill on Bai Liu because you are adamant that Bai Liu is weaker than you and the qualifiers for using your skill do not include people who are weaker than you in terms of being weaker than you.

"Why can't Bai Liu use his skills just because he's worse than me?" Kong Xuyang shouted as he slammed his system coin out of control, "You're covering for Bai Liu! This is not fair!"

"I'm about to win!"

[System warming note: The game never covers anyone.]

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

Kong Xuyang gathered his mind, which had been suffocated by his anger, and stared at Bai Liu not far away with bloodshot eyes, snorting raggedly, "A mere Bai Liu ...... has no skills, but I can still beat you!"

He flung his hand up and took another bite of blood and applied it to his thumb, tapping it into the talisman. Two instructions flew out and stuck to the bronze vampire's back that surrounded Mu Sicheng.

Kong Xuyang said in a muffled voice, "Arise! Formation - Bronze Wall!"

The zombies surrounding Mu Sicheng move and slowly disperse, forming a circle with their arms around each other and facing outwards, firmly protecting Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi in the middle.

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

Mu Sicheng, who had just bitten during the siege and was now bleeding from two large holes in his neck, sat on the ground gasping for breath, his cheeks flushed with a bruise caused by necrotic poison.

Kong Xuyang saw Mu Sicheng's weakened look and was pleased: "So what if you have skills? You still don't know how to use it without memory, you're still a loser."

"With necrotic poison, it will only take an hour for your spirit value to completely fall out and turn into a zombie here."

"You do." Kong Xuyang leaned down close to Mu Sicheng, cracking a nervous smile, " Bai Liu will be the same, and in the end it will only be me who wins."

After saying this, Kong Xuyang said to Yang Zhi in a cold voice, without looking at Mu Sicheng, "Dig, dig up the remaining calendars and hit the true end to end the game."