After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Mo Zhu looked at the game on the light screen again.

Everything was going smoothly in the real death place, but the balance in the virtual death place had already changed because of Zhang Zelin's server-wide broadcast.

He is indeed a character that Belit has focused on developing, and his every move is eye-catching.

She switched perspective, her eyes closely following Zhong Yao's movements.

Watch her move invisibly within the barrier, yet kill everyone she meets without hesitation.

This is a real place of death.

Only one person can get out alive from here.

Mo Chu sighed.

Although she already knew the ending, as she already had human emotions, she still couldn't help feeling sad about the passing of life.

These people, regardless of whether they were good or evil, could have lived well.

However, it was God who started this game.

As creatures of the small world, they can do nothing in the face of the absolutely powerful strength of the higher dimensions. They can only be swept away by fate and head towards the end of death.

On the light screen, Zhong Yao once again entered the 'side quest question area'.

The vines in the wooden house lay quietly, not moving at all.

But based on the hidden clues, Zhong Yao already knew that there were few good plants in this game.

However, the vines did not show any aggression towards her, so Zhong Yao did nothing. He just walked to the display screen and stood still. He then connected the first few questions he had asked in the space and discussed them with the little ones.

"One of my relatives died, and this matter has nothing to do with my great grandfather. He did not die due to customary reasons, nor was he buried with his parents out of personal feelings, and I did not kill him. Moreover, I tend to think that I am the only one who knows about the death of this relative."

Hei Yao was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting, "Mother, why? Where did you get this from?"

Zhong Yao explained: "In the previous section, Tang Noodle told us that I said something that caused my whole family to collapse."

Hei Yao reacted instantly: "Ah, I understand."

If anyone else in the family knew about this, they wouldn’t have broken down after a 6-year-old like me said a word, so the death of this relative was known only to me.

The display can't wait.

it asked.

[Do you want to ask a question?]

Zhong Yao glanced at it and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. This is my mission. I'm not in a hurry to complete it. Why are you in a hurry?"

Display screen: “…”

How could it not be anxious? The delicious food is right in front of it but it is restricted from eating it. This is too hard to bear!

"Is there anything else you can think of?" Zhong Yao asked.

Bixi nodded: "Mom, this relative died, but I, a 6-year-old child, was the only one who discovered this. What about others? Why didn't other adults find out?"

Li Hui nodded in agreement: "Yes, a 6-year-old child should not care as much about the funeral as adults. Why did the child notice it but the adults didn't?"

Chensha raised her hand: "Maybe it's because he has a bad relationship with his family and everyone dislikes him? So no one pays attention to this person at all."

Tourmaline: "But if that's the case, wouldn't it be a good thing for them if the person they didn't like died? Why would the whole family be devastated?"

Zhong Yao seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment's silence, he softly said three words.

"inconvenient."

Li Hui was stunned for a moment, "What is mother talking about?"

"It's not convenient." Zhong Yao repeated.

"My father was very popular. When he passed away, many people from my family came to attend his funeral. But when we went up to the mountain to pay our respects, not so many people came."

"Because it's inconvenient," Zhong Yao said, "especially for the elderly and young children who have mobility problems."

"The story is about returning to the village to worship the ancestors. Villagers are usually buried in the mountains after they die. It is inconvenient for the old man to go up the mountain, so he was left at home."

"The children were either too young and the adults were afraid that they would be frightened by the collision, so they stayed far away from the deceased. Or they were too naughty and the adults were afraid that they would do something disrespectful to the deceased, so they would not let them come forward."

Moonlight nodded: "The deceased relative is most likely an old man or a child. Mother, do you want to ask it this question?"

"Ask." Zhong Yao nodded, "But I have to choose one. My first instinct is to choose the child. What about you?"

"Agree!"

"Okay." Zhong Yao looked at the display screen and asked.

"Was the relative who died a child?"

[Yes. ]

"Yeah! That's right!" Amber raised her hands happily and cheered.

Zhong Yao turned and left, continuing to think as he walked.

"I was the only one who discovered the child's death, and when I said that, the whole family collapsed... By saying that, was I reminding my family that the child was dead?"

Tourmaline shook her body, and carefully sat down between Moonlight and Obsidian, holding her brothers and sisters' arms on the left and right, her little face tightly wrinkled.

"It's okay." Moonlight comforted her, "It's just a story."

"Hmm." Tourmaline hummed softly, but still looked uncomfortable.

Hei Yao thought for a moment and then said, "Mother, things that are prepared are unlikely to cause people to collapse. Since the whole family collapsed, it means that this person must have died accidentally."

Zhong Yao nodded: "Well, let's think about it now. If a child dies under what kind of unexpected circumstances, it will cause the whole family to collapse."

"But before that, we still need a few prerequisites."

Amber excitedly took out a pen and paper from the drawer and listed all the clues she had obtained. She also left a column on the right to write down some questions that needed to be asked.

"Mother, you tell me, and I'll remember."

Zhong Yao thought about it and asked the first question.

"I didn't kill the person, but did he die because of me? Because if I killed someone with a borrowed knife, then I didn't kill him."

"Good question." Amber lowered her head and wrote it down. "Mother, is there anything else?"

Zhong Yao stopped talking.

The others didn't speak either.

Amber raised her head and saw a person standing not far from Zhong Yao, who could even be considered an acquaintance.

"Chi Xiaoxun."

Amber gritted her teeth and said, "Why did he come to this place? There is a contract between him and Zhang Duo. He can't survive with or without his mother. Isn't he afraid of death?"

"Mother, let Lin Xiu release the puppet you borrowed from you to kill him. If you don't kill him now, who knows what kind of accident will happen when he gets close to the center."

Zhong Yao pointed to a flag next to Chi Xiaoxun and said, "Look at that."

Amber looked in the direction of Zhong Yao's finger, and her eyes twitched slightly.

Chi Xiaoxun seemed to be tired and was sitting on the side of the road to rest in an ungraceful manner, but there was a flag standing beside him.

The flag seemed to be made of local materials, cotton fabric, as if it was a piece of cloth cut from Chi Xiaoxun's white T-shirt.

There were a few large characters written on the cloth using green plant juice, and a vivid kneeling symbol was drawn next to it.

"Zhong Yao, I have something to say, please meet me.

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