His Majesty Meow is currently at the intersection of extreme rationality and extreme nervousness, in short: being handsome is only a matter of seconds.
It's not scary if one person is a middle school student, what's scary is if someone cooperates with him.
Jian Qingrong stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief back into his pocket. Like a cunning and treacherous minister, he began to speak in a devilish manner: "As you said, waking up the Mermaid King early is the key to breaking the deadlock."
Wen Shi blinked. Did he say this?
Jian Qingrong spoke softly, as if he was afraid of scaring off a sensitive and suspicious cat: "My king, in your conception, the Mermaid King only appears last, which is the so-called full health resurrection."
"...Reversely, if we speculate that this time is ahead, the Mermaid King will be relatively much weaker."
Ji Yuanzhi captured two important points almost instantly.
Unlike other NPCs, Jian Qingrong seems to be able to hear some of the topics players discuss about the game. This remains to be considered. Perhaps the game has mosaiced or muted some aspects.
The other point is the key at the moment, the behavioral logic is inconsistent.
Since the beginning of the dungeon, Jian Qingrong had been assisting Pei Wenwei as a collaborator, but now he was starting to get involved in the direction of the helmsman. When a person's behavior logic didn't match their usual behavior, it meant they had other intentions.
"Without knowing the Mermaid King's whereabouts, weaknesses, and other key factors, it would be quite troublesome to achieve this." Wen Shi regained his composure and regained his usual rationality. "And it would require a huge investment."
During this process, you will inevitably have to deal with the Mermaid King. If you want to escape unscathed, you will have to consume your skills and high-level items.
Jian Qingrong said slowly, "We can borrow someone else's knife. You suspect that there are some people in the class who are not right..."
He then looked at Ji Yuanzhi: "There just happens to be a skilled investigator here."
According to the Scarecrow's memory feedback, the other party successfully found the best man in Fengguan Village, which is enough to demonstrate his investigative ability.
"The person behind this is bold and careful, and has been staying out of the situation. After investigating their identity and guiding them a little, you can just sit back and reap the benefits."
Wen Shi's eyes were calm. His words were true, but if a third party was involved, they would inevitably make a fuss about it. No one was stupid. If Wen Shi were dragged into the situation, he would definitely try his best to shift the danger to the target of the previous failed assassination during the Mermaid King's awakening.
There is something wrong with the behavioral logic.
Wen Shi discovered the evil intentions of the treacherous ministers. Under normal circumstances, Jian Qingrong would not allow them to become bait.
"My king..." Jian Qingrong moved closer, "Do you think this plan is feasible?"
His humility was fake, his pity was also fake, and this cautious tone was all to curry favor with his superiors. Wen Shi sneered and nodded dignifiedly: "It's feasible."
Although my close minister has some ulterior motives, one thing is certain: his loyalty is irreplaceable.
No matter what Jian Qingrong's purpose was, it was to better show his loyalty.
Cats really like this.
The fox fairy over there had already done what Wen Shi had instructed him to do, and Wen Shi used his points to buy the [antidote].
[Bacteria] itself is not a deadly virus, and most of the potions in the game store can alleviate it. However, each person has an antidote worth ten points, and ten people have lost a hundred points. Wen Shi is still a little distressed.
He placed the antidote next to the mermaid's body, doing enough foreplay to build momentum.
Wen Shi was about to speak when he saw Ji Yuanzhi enter the elevator. Predicting what he was about to ask, Ji Yuanzhi pressed the close button and said expressionlessly, "The priest will delete the surveillance footage now."Signed books
Wen Shi nodded, satisfied with his thoughtfulness, then pulled Jian Qingrong to hide in a corner, watched the fox fairy's performance in its entirety, and then followed the fox's instructions to look for the student with the antidote.
The moment they discovered the mermaid's corpse, the students took a step back in shock, but soon their eyes were only focused on the antidote. They did not look carefully at the quantity, worried that it was limited, and almost a fight broke out.
The students who have gone through a round of mental pollution are now almost in a state of confusion and loss.
Wen Shi watched quietly through the gap in the bookshelf. A minute later, the first student who had recovered cheered, "Much better! My voice is much better."
"Mermaids aren't as powerful as King Asa," said the senior student wearing the fox jade pendant, touching her throat. "This corpse is a warning to us about our reverence for the Mermaid King."
Talking on paper will never be as effective as real benefits. As their health improved, the object of their prayers changed fundamentally.
"My legs have strength again." A student said excitedly.
Student life is the most innocent. A group of crazy people who are striving for their dreams quickly throw aside their higher education for a little sweetness. The only thing on their minds is how to better serve King Asa in order to get more benefits in return.
The system prompt tone began to sound continuously:
[Leng Hongyu's Faith in You +1]
[Lonai's Faith in You +1]
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Wen Shi accepted the Faith Points with a smile, and thought to himself that he should be more careful when entering large-scale pollution dungeons in the future. Normal dungeons didn't have corresponding settings, so unless the NPC's identity was extremely special, worshipping them wouldn't generate Faith Points.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jian Qingrong. In the same contaminated dungeon, this person contributed 100% favorability and zero faith.
Jian Qingrong said something contradictory: "You are a believer, but I seem to be a person without faith."
The concept of faith seemed to be outside his nature.
Wen Shi did not continue to discuss this topic. He received a system notification sound:
[The results have been updated.]
New content has been added to the Clay Buddha's status bar: [You've been slightly useful. In addition to a 70% chance to dodge mirror monsters, your words automatically gain 2% credibility.]
"A temporary panel will be added for you - the fake King Asa."
The False King Asa:
Followers: 74 (click to view detailed list)
Tip: You can issue commands through this panel, and the degree of compliance with the commands will change randomly according to the degree of personal belief.
Wen Shi opened the list and found that the believers included ten students, one Song Yan, and forty turtle people.
Compared to the Turtle Man's intrusion, Wen Shi thought calmly, where did the adjective "false" come from?
The first order he gave was to give a unified statement. No matter who asked, the answer was the same: they didn't know what happened tonight, but they heard strange noises and the lights flickering, which scared them so much that they left the library early.
Ji Yuanzhi went to delete the surveillance footage, and he only had to be responsible for collecting the books and promotional materials that were not taken away. He would then make the dead mermaid look terrifying. People like the principal would definitely not believe the new version of the story about books hidden in the belly of a fish, but would subconsciously pay attention to everything related to the Usa Empire.
More and more people care that something can be created from nothing.
Wait, why does he think it came from nothing?
Something seems wrong.
The moment Wen Shi was wavering, he did not forget to worry about one of his believers, Song Yan, who was going alone to do the side quest of burying something in the lake tonight, and he didn't know how it was going.
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On the way back to the dormitory building from the lake behind the campus, a figure was walking with his arms folded and shivering.
He was soaked to the skin, and the wind made him feel even colder.
Song Yan had a naturally strong learning ability. In order to save points, he struggled by the lake for a long time and managed to master both swimming and holding his breath.
Teacher Ruan asked him to bury water grass seeds. There are many similar water grasses growing in the lake. They look very ordinary at first glance, but their surface emits a faint smell of sea water, which is consistent with the scent in the air of Mingzhu College.
When you smell this scent, your body will feel much more relaxed, which is why your foot pain is relieved after entering the academy.
Perhaps, as Wen Shi guessed, players have the potential to transform into mermaids more easily, but their transformation results are roughly the same as those of low-quality mermaids.
When he was almost at the bottom of the dormitory building, Song Yan saw a dark shadow suddenly appear and hid behind a tree in fright.
The tall and straight figure paused for a moment and discovered that there was someone hiding behind the tree.
After confirming that it was not a monster but Yarlin, Song Yan also got rid of his frightened state. He slowly walked out from behind the tree and actually took the initiative to go forward and talk to Yarlin.
Yaerlin's momentum was amplified by the darkness, and Song Yan, speaking weakly, was like a cowering rabbit in front of him.
"I'm thinking... since we've confirmed that Teacher Ruan is a mermaid, can we take advantage of this?" Song Yan said nervously, "He's perfect for stabbing the Mermaid King."
Yarlin stared at the weak young man in front of him, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Vicious, pure, bold... This man who calls himself a loyal servant is like a distorted product.
Teacher Ruan is a loyal servant of the Mermaid King. If you want to tame him, neither eloquence nor bribery will work.
Song Yan lowered his eyes. "Mermaids have a history of cannibalism. Genes, like dynasties, will be restored at some unexpected point."
Yaerlin had no habit of respecting the right to speak of weak creatures, so it was rare that he had the patience to listen to him finish his words today.
"We need a guide to first guide Mr. Ruan to betray the Mermaid King. Of course, he will refuse," Song Yan touched the leaves above his head. "Mr. Ruan's support for the Mermaid King is like this big tree. Shake it and it won't fall."
"...But if I can just make the leaves shake like this, I'll have a way to rot the roots."
Song Yan spread out his palms, showing his abilities without reservation.
"I can become a mirror. The more absolute something is, the more doubtful the person looking in the mirror will be."
[Philosophical Mirror] allows the user to question the rules. As a key NPC, Mr. Ruan's most prominent rule is [Loyalty].
Being loyal to the Mermaid King and helping him awaken is the innate mission of the higher mermaids.
"...A mission imposed upon them is like a castle in the air. The Mermaid King hasn't appeared in a century. What can he offer these subordinates? Nothing more than spiritual sustenance."
Unlike the person he admires, who taught him the secrets of survival step by step, this is a personal cult with a foundation.
"With my current ability, it may not be enough to completely shake it, but as long as the roots are rotten, you give it another push," Song Yan clenched his fists and said tremblingly, "then everything will fall into place."
Yaerlin habitually wanted to touch the cigarette, but he resisted the urge, and raised the corner of his mouth: "How do you want me to shake this tree?"
Song Yan drooped his eyelids and whispered, "To destroy a monster, you have to destroy it both physically and mentally."
Although his words were extremely cruel, he spoke them as naturally as if he was drinking boiled water.
It is a consensus among players that true spirits whose original bodies are objects are easier to deal with than other true spirits, because in traditional concepts, they are inflexible, old-fashioned and boring.
But among all the true spirits, they are most reluctant to deal with the true spirits of objects.
[The brain is not normal.]
This is the unified evaluation given within the True Spirit.
The cold wind blew, and Song Yan's whisper was quickly blown away by the wind. Yaerlin looked towards the direction of the other dormitory building: "Good suggestion."
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The concert is an extremely grand event, with the mentors taking turns to be in charge.
In the past, it was never Mr. Ruan's turn to take charge, although he actively strived for it every year.
As luck would have it, this time he got it in this way. The principal thought he was attacked and violated by the mermaid, so he relaxed his usual vigilance.
The only drawback is that the concert is organized by two people, and he cannot kill the other mentor now, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.
While thinking about how to make good use of the good opportunity of the concert, Teacher Ruan walked to the table to pour water. Unless he was in class, he would not control his natural thirst for water when he returned to the dormitory.
He'd only taken two steps when his footsteps suddenly stopped. The color of his hands changed, but before they could transform into webbed claws, his frail body was thrust forward by a powerful force, slamming his abdomen hard against the table. Teacher Ruan groaned in pain, and the next second, a storm of mental force, like a steel blade, shredded his shirt. The force was so precise that his skin remained intact, but the friction from the scorching wind left streaks of blood.
"I tore your clothes to shreds, and it's useless even if you scream at the top of your lungs?"
The dull thud of his shoes hitting the floor was like the low pressure brought on by the uninvited guest. Yarlin spoke calmly, "The latter one is not bad either. Why don't you continue to call for your king?"
Teacher Ruan's cold and pale face was full of murderous intent. Unless it was absolutely necessary, disturbing the sleeping king again would incur the king's displeasure.
"It's really frustrating, isn't it?" Yarlin grabbed his neck. "You can barely fight me, but you can only endure it."
Once the firepower is fully opened, the entire dormitory building will discover the presence of a mermaid.
Being ferocious doesn't mean having no intelligence. Yarlin first hinted that the Mermaid King could not bring enough protection to his believers, and then he only needed to guide them step by step.
The teachers' dormitory was large. Teacher Ruan favored a retro style. Yaerlin sat on the scarlet sofa, his back against the cushions, his long legs elegantly crossed. "The Mermaid King has resurrected, and I've vanished. I wonder if he'll help you search the world for me to avenge you?"
"...Even if we find it, will the Mermaid King take action?"
The answer is no.
As long as Yarlin does not take the initiative to provoke and is willing to stay away from the Mermaid Coast, the Mermaid King will never do anything time-consuming and laborious.
"The ultimate form of worship is replacement," Yarlin said with a smile, "If you eat the Mermaid King, perhaps you'll become the new king."
Mermaids are different from Song Yan. The former has a hierarchy of strength and weakness like animals. The operation of overthrowing the superior with the inferior may sound absurd at first, but it is feasible if you think about it carefully. Although both of them are personal worship, Song Yan and Wen Shi are in a safe zone because Song Yan wants to replace the real spirit.
"You're dreaming." Teacher Ruan controlled the moisture in the air, causing the cup to freeze and break. The fragments did not fly out as expected. Like him, they were pinned down by the powerful mental force.
An invisible force forced him to lift his chin. Mr. Ruan was facing the mirror, which could reflect part of the scene in the corner of the sofa. Unfortunately, he could only see part of the man's figure in it.
"I won't go too far, at least not to the point where you call me king..." Yarlin said obscene words, but his eyes were cold. "Kill me, peel off my skin and pull out my tendons... To realize these fantasies, you need to possess the power of the Mermaid King."
The runaway mental power left Mr. Ruan with nowhere to vent. His joints turned white and bent. Finally, he took the risk and released some of the mermaid's power, but it was still useless.
Just as Yarlin said, unless you use all your strength.
However, this little bit of strength at least allowed Teacher Ruan to raise his arm. He smashed the mirror that reflected his humiliating face, and it seemed as if the reflection inside was shattered together with it, and a sense of pleasure arose in his heart.
Every step was perfectly planned.
The curve of Yarlin's mouth widened, and the mirror was broken, and a new one would be needed soon.
Even though the other person may not want to look in the mirror for a long time, it is a necessity of life. The marks on the body, the characteristics of the mermaid... whether these are well covered up or not, all need to be confirmed by the mirror.
Yarlin suddenly stood up. Teacher Ruan's body was tense, and the approaching strong pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
Buzz.
Just then, Yarlin's cell phone rang. After seeing the caller ID, he pressed the answer button.
"Hello."
The call was from Wen Shi. After returning to the dormitory, he found that his elder brother was not there. Wen Shi's first reaction was: No!
The second reaction is: Oh, no!
Teacher Ruan didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said. He only heard the person behind him say in a slightly doting tone, "Busy."
He tried to seize this opportunity and struggled desperately to escape. The pieces of his shirt were at his feet and were constantly crumpled as his master struggled. His stubborn resistance ended with his front body crawling on the table again.
In Yarlin's eyes, the brain is the most sensual and sensitive part of the human body. He used his mental power to mobilize all of his prey's senses to the extreme. He then walked to the window and calmly reached out to catch the raindrops drifting in from outside.
"It's cold tonight, remember to cover yourself with a thicker blanket."