I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

While Lloyd was observing others, the other two 'readers' who were directly on the line were also secretly observing him. At the same time, they quietly exuded inspiration and tried not to cause power fluctuations in the air.

The fourth-level investigator took the lead in starting a series of associations:

This guy... is the super genius who was highly praised by Lord Shandu? He looks really young, but there is no power wave escaping from his body, which means that his rank is not very high, it should be below the third level, which is a little lower.

He may have extremely good talents, and he must be very smart, but youth means lack of experience, and it is inevitable that he will have some arrogance and arrogance, which is very fatal in our 'game' weakness.

Even if you are a super genius, you cannot be a genius in all fields, right? There is nothing to be afraid of.

On the other hand, this [Intellectual] system guy looks very simple. It just so happens that [Intellectual] is a system that specializes in the field of consciousness. It has advantages that none of us have. I am afraid he will be a very difficult opponent...

However, I am an expert in deciphering [story]! With talents that are unmatched by the two of them, and even more with the help of [Laws], I can find myself back as quickly as possible.

So... we can win!

After some thought, the investigator couldn't help but reveal a somewhat confident smile.

The fourth-level scholar also made deductions and judgments in his mind after some observations:

Is this young man Lloyd, whom Master Elfredi calls the 'Bright Star'? Well, he is indeed a talented person. His rank is a bit low and he has not been able to escape the power fluctuations. This is one of his unique advantages.

If he gained that kind of power beyond his understanding in the [story], he would probably wake up. I wonder if Mrs. Inissa arranged such a 'plot'?

It's a pity that even if he can wake up soon, it may be difficult to escape from the control of the 'plot'. The [veto] system that is invincible in the real world is not of much use in the [story]. If you want to crack it, you will definitely have to spend a lot of effort.

It will probably take several hours, right?

So he shouldn't be a big threat to me, and being a genius is no big deal. Who isn't a genius?

On the contrary, this investigator from the [Law and Order] department will probably be my main competitor. The [Law and Order] department has an absolute advantage in maintaining self-awareness...

Besides, this guy looks like he has a lot of experience, so he must be very troublesome.

But the power of [Laws] is also difficult to use in [Stories]. It will take a lot of effort for him to finally crack it, and it will definitely take several hours.

I can still take the advantage and take the initiative. As long as I can regain my self-awareness in time, I can be sure to end the [story] within two hours. This is a speed that neither of them can match.

After all, this is the realm of thinking and consciousness, the absolute home of our [intellectual] system!

So... we can win!

After some thought, the scholar nodded secretly, feeling his confidence doubled.

At this time, the three big guys also ended their impolite greetings, and then the housekeeper took the lead and repeated several rules of this 'gamble'.

"Sacred objects are not allowed, but extraordinary abilities and various potions can be used."

"You are not allowed to threaten the life of the 'reader', and you are not allowed to retaliate afterwards, no matter you win or lose."

"You are not allowed to collude in advance to cheat, you are not allowed to..."

"The final outcome will be determined by the time it takes to crack the [story]. Whoever's [story] is cracked by the slowest and least people will be the final winner."

After reiterating the rules, this shocking gamble involving three seventh-level experts began.

Everyone entered the hotel first, and then the three 'readers' went to the second floor to choose their own rooms, where they would then start their own [stories]

The three bosses went to the third floor and sat in a simple conference room temporarily transformed from a bedroom. Next, they will host their own [story] and supervise the actions of the other two.

"Old rules?"

The butler sat down in front of a log table, took out a standard six-sided die, and placed a card with exquisite workmanship and intricate patterns on the table.

This card looks a bit like a greeting card or a postcard, it’s the butler’s [Story]

"Lady first."

The boss named Olga also sat down next to him, and then placed a notebook on the table. That was his [Story]

"Ha~"

The boss named Inisa grabbed the dice, threw a few numbers, and then placed his [Story] - a fairy tale style pop-up book on the table.

Then, the three bosses took turns throwing the dice to determine whose [story] came first.

........................

Lloyd selected the room at the end of the corridor on the left. He was doing simple sorting and inspection with one hand, then opened the window and took a breath.

The other hand that was free was tightly holding the statue of the saint in his pocket.

The picture that can be seen in front of you, apart from this slightly simple room, is also the lines of text and numbers on the panel.

According to the rules, the game officially begins from the moment he enters this room.

He can't leave the room until he cracks today's [story]; or until the time ends and he is rescued by the boss.

So as soon as he entered the room, Lloyd kept the panel open based on his last experience.

Then he held his 'girl next door' tightly in his hands.

The 'girl next door' was naturally as gentle as ever, and in turn held his hand tightly, her palm warm and soft.

After roughly checking the room, Lloyd suddenly saw the panel in front of him blurring and shrinking, and a narration came out in his ears:

"Your name is Tom. You are a folklorist who loves traveling and exploring. You just came to this town yesterday and participated in a lively celebration..."

"You are very fascinated by that celebration. You will be completely immersed in the festive atmosphere, have a great time, and meet a passionate and beautiful girl. You firmly believe that this is the love you long for..."

"She is hiding on your bed now, and her father is anxiously looking for her..."

As the narrator narrated, a raised translucent gauze appeared out of thin air on the originally empty bed in the room, completely unable to cover up the hot and concave curves underneath.

A gorgeous blonde girl was lying on the bed, with a kind of sadness on her beautiful face that I felt pity for. She looked at Lloyd helplessly, and said with a slight cry:

"My dear, my dad is looking for me, but I don't want to go home. I just want to be with you forever."

As she spoke, she licked her red lips again, lowered her voice, and said in an extremely seductive tone:

"Let's do it again as soon as possible?"

Lloyd nodded and walked to the bed, as if he had completely assumed the role of 'Folklorist Tom'.

"Um……"

After lowering his head and taking a closer look at the 'love of his life' in front of him, he continued:

"This shouldn't be a story about the housekeeper, otherwise he should know that I like Bai Mao..."

After that, he suddenly shouted:

"In the name of veto!"