Quadruple split

To put it bluntly, Mo Tan really didn't expect this 'game within a game within a game' in Futaba's conception.

In other words, if he is an ordinary player, the chance of being tricked is still very high. After all, this kind of naked conspiracy is really hard to guard against. No matter how vigilant a person is, he wants to change the habits he has developed over the past six months. It's not easy to get used to it, and it's still more than half a year of "playing games 24 hours a day." Based on the average human sleep time of about eight hours, including the extra time, it's almost a whole year.

But the problem is that Mo Tan is not an 'ordinary player' from any perspective.

He has played the full 24 hours of gaming time every day, but under this premise, the average daily gaming time of each personality of this senior psychopath is only about six hours, and it is still very fragmented and may be played at any time. 'Self' removes the current character's six hours.

Although the two characters 'Tan Mo' and 'Mo' both have the [Premonition] talent, and 'Hei Fan' has obtained the advanced form of this talent [Wise Man's Foresight], this kind of buffer that treats the symptoms but not the root cause is still Unable to solve the problem from the root cause, plus the fact that it happens almost once a day, and occasionally even multiple times, he is instantly disconnected from the 'fragment' state. This person's crisis awareness in the world of innocence has been honed to its peak. .

If it were anyone else, who could persist in playing the game for such a long time without giving up when he was likely to be disconnected every second, he would have basically summed up a set of tips to conceal his identity. After all, this game Although there are a lot of players, interaction with NPCs is the top priority. The base gap between the two is really too big.

If you want to play comfortably and smoothly, you must deal with various NPCs. Under this premise, Mo Tan, who suffers from severe split personality, has naturally developed the skills to protect himself from being exposed anytime and anywhere. This technique is exactly the best solution to crack Futaba's 'game within a game within a game'.

Of course, even though he was not aware of the other party's plan, it was impossible for Mo Tan under his current personality to easily let himself be passive. In fact, as Futaba had considered before, he had carefully planned for several months and had already He had been planning a deliberate murder since his first contact with Diana, and he seemed to have made countless preparations, taking full advantage of the two key points of 'geographical location' and 'humanity'.

In the future, most of the activities will be centered on Diana, so that it will be almost difficult for Mo Tan to escape the scope of Futaba's surveillance. Although Mo Tan will inevitably fall into partial passivity, from an overall perspective, the overall initiative is still controlled by him. Hold it firmly in your hand, unshakable.

For Mo Tan, this is a zero-error-tolerance game that requires the slightest flaw to be revealed, and requires peak operation throughout the entire process; while for Futaba, it is a game where as long as the opponent's identity is not revealed within a certain period of time, When the countdown ends, the game is destined to be led to defeat.

Both of them have their own advantages and their own fatal flaws, and because of their personalities, there is no so-called retreat.

In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, either Mo Tan will be torn off his mask and bombarded to death while walking side by side with Futaba, or Futaba will be suddenly closed together at the end of this road. The spider web is torn into pieces, there is no other possibility.

Is this interesting?

[Of course it’s interesting, I’m about to explode with excitement~]

From an angle that Futaba couldn't see, Mo Tan's eyes, which seemed to be staring at the kitchen, were shining with fanatical and excited light, while the curtain was an inorganic chaos.

【Oh, no matter how you think of it, it’s quite interesting~】

The girl's lowered eyes were filled with joy and madness that almost overflowed from the corners of her eyes, flowing with joy as hot as fire.

…

a moment later

Game time AM05:58

"Uh-huh..."

After throwing away the fork, Futaba suddenly pinched his own neck, took out a bottle of 9° sauce-flavored mana potion from his luggage and poured half of it directly into himself. After panting for a while, he struggled to raise his head and look at Manchu. Diana, who looked astonished, said with an even more stunned and shocked expression than the latter: "Diana! Are you sure that your best friend and my good mentor told you to 'conquer a man's stomach' when he wrote to you? Instead of killing it?"

Diana shrank her neck subconsciously, patted Futaba's back carefully, and asked timidly: "Isn't it to your liking?"

"Is it a matter of whether this special thing is to your liking?!"

Futaba suddenly raised his head and poured the remaining half of the bottle of mana potion into his mouth, and said angrily: "This is simply poisoning! It must be poisoning! Diana, if you want to kill Frank, just tell me That's fine, you don't have to go to such trouble! Even if you want to play poison and kill, you don't want to be an extra person and let me die together with him! I don't want to die in love with him!"

No matter how slow Diana was at this moment, she realized that the four dishes and one soup she made were not just 'not to Futaba's taste', but there were some fundamental problems that were not optimistic...

"Frank!"

Although Futaba's mental state was slightly broken, it didn't seem to be anything serious, so Diana immediately turned her head to look at the main target of her 'Love Breakfast' this time, and exclaimed in a panic Said: "Are you okay...eh?"

"I'm fine."

Mo Tan smiled, took a bite of the fire-element toasted bread in his hand that looked golden and was coated with a layer of egg liquid, and said with a smile: "Although it is a little harder than the toasted bread bought outside. , but the taste is unexpectedly good.”

Seeing that her boyfriend was eating so calmly, Diana was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head cutely, then turned her gaze to the half-dead Futaba next to her, and asked curiously: "So... you still don't like it?" ?”

"I've already said that it's not a question of whether this special cat is suitable for your appetite! No normal person's stomach can accept this thing!"

Futaba knocked on the table hard, then his expression changed. He suddenly summoned an elemental hand out of thin air and grabbed another piece of toast in front of Mo Tan. He said suspiciously: "Wait a minute, could it be that Dai Anna, are you going to use my share for experiments and then give Frank the finished product to eat?"

"I didn't."

Diana immediately shook her head.

"I don't believe it! A silly woman like you who is so blinded by love can do anything!"

Futaba snorted softly, opened her small mouth and bit into the bread she had just snatched from Mo Tan with an 'oooh' sound.

Then she fell down from the chair without saying anything else, and in the next second she cursed a long string of curse words at Mo Tan with tears in her eyes.

"It's too exaggerated~"

Mo Tan smiled in a gentlemanly manner, then left his seat and pulled Futaba up from the ground, shrugged and said: "Although the taste is a bit unique, maybe because it was made by Diana, I think it is quite delicious. .”

Futaba let out a 'poof' and said angrily: "Get out!"

"What on earth is going on..."

Diana sighed, then picked up a spoonful of soup and put it into her mouth.

The next second, driven by instinct, she spat out the soup.

The next second, she quickly picked up the bread in front of her and took a small bite.

In the third second, the bread was forcefully swallowed by Diana, whose expression changed dramatically.

In the fourth second, three flashes of light shot out from Diana's fingertips and created a small explosion in front of herself, Futaba and Mo Tan, destroying everything on the table without harming anyone. All the 'love breakfasts' were wiped out, not even the dregs were left.

At the fifth second, a blushing Diana rushed to Mo Tan with a gust of fragrance, bit her lower lip and stared at the latter, angrily: "Why do you force yourself to eat such a thing!"

"Ah...my breakfast..."

Mo Tan first looked down at the empty table in front of him with regret, then smiled and shook his head at Diana: "What is this kind of thing? Miss Shuangye's reaction just now must have been exaggerated on purpose. I felt it after eating it. Not bad.”

This time, Mo Tan really didn't lie.

Although from an objective point of view, the taste of Diana's breakfast is indeed quite bad. Whether it is the use of elements to accelerate ripening or the mastery of the proportion of various seasonings, it is very regrettable, so the definition of 'unpalatable' must be It can't be run away.

But this is actually just generally unpalatable. Although the taste is very bad, Futaba's series of actions just now, as if he was about to be poisoned, are definitely exaggerated, and they are not exaggerated in the slightest.

As for Mo Tan's comment that "I thought it tasted pretty good", it can't be said that there is anything wrong with it. After all, although his taste system has not experienced a devastating blow, he is a man who has experienced "pigeon-style cooking", and not only Not only in the realm of innocence, but also in reality.

So if calculated according to the standard that the lower limit can almost directly penetrate the center of the earth, Diana's breakfast today can indeed be said to be 'not bad'.

All in all, whether it was a gentleman's demeanor or a lover's tolerance, they were all demonstrated vividly by this guy whose resistance to dark cuisine was almost full, and Diana was greatly moved.

After that, Diana, who had no time (or courage) to make breakfast again, wisely asked the waiter to bring some breakfast. The three of them started again, filling their stomachs in about ten minutes.

Of course, in fact, only Diana is the only one who really needs to eat. As for the two players, Mo Tan and Futaba, they basically satisfy their taste buds. They only feel hungry when they feel hungry in reality, and they are still crazy in the game. The kind that is useless even if you eat.

"Then Futaba and I will leave first..."

Diana, who was nestled next to Mo Tan, finally slowly sipped the last bit of tea, raised her hand and gently rubbed Mo Tan's hair. Her bright eyes were filled with melancholy and reluctance, and her little face was filled with dissatisfaction. Happy: "It should be very late when you come back. The room card was just handed over to you. Remember to pay attention to safety when you go out. Oh, by the way, Frank, you have money..."

"With belts."

Mo Tan interrupted Diana's action of taking out her wallet with a wry smile, and cast a covert look at Futaba who was standing next to her with her arms folded: "I plan to go to the library to kill some time later, don't worry, I will take care of myself. of."

Diana stared at Mo Tan with stern eyes and emphasized seriously: "You really! Really! Really! Really pay attention to your safety!"

"Let's go, stop being so stupid."

Futaba stood up on tiptoes and grabbed Diana by the back of her collar and dragged her out the door. As she walked, she said in a calm voice: "The occasion you are going to in the afternoon has nothing to do with me. Wait until the Mages Guild is over." Can I just go and watch him after that?"

The girl said this and turned to Mo Tan with a provocative wink.

"Really!"

Diana immediately held Futaba's arm hard and said excitedly: "Are you really willing to protect Frank for me?"

"Really, don't worry~"

Futaba dragged Diana out of the door, casually said "Bye" to Mo Tan, and then slammed the door hard.

The next moment, Mo Tan put down the teacup in his hand and stood up suddenly——

Then he spent about twenty minutes carefully tidying up the entire suite, especially the gifts that Diana had casually placed in the main hall. He put the items on the wall, put the aromatherapy on the pillow, and folded the underwear neatly in the small closet. He was as skilled as a housewife with at least twenty years of working experience.

After doing this, he strolled away from [Stars]. Based on the terrain map he had obtained from the front desk, he muttered meaningless words such as [left, right, left, right], and headed straight towards a certain tower not far away. Walk to the libraries of two historical colleges.

And in the process...

"No one is following."

A middle-aged lizard man who was walking fast and furious suddenly muttered this in a low voice as he passed by Mo Tan.

…

"The locations of Target D and Target S are both the Mages Guild branch in the outer ring area."

A student from a mage academy who was squatting on the roadside reading a book smiled when Mo Tan walked past him.

…

"Mr. Thief and Miss Bat have been operating near Stronghold A without being detected."

The elf young man wearing the standard windbreaker of Academy City Law Enforcement Team looked at Mo Tan's 'identification certificate' and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Frank, do you need to 'clear the place' now?"

Mo Tan casually took back the tissue in the other person's hand and nodded.

"The alley behind me is currently empty."

The elf young man turned sideways and whispered in a very low voice: "In one minute, all surveillance methods here will be disabled for about three seconds."

"Thanks."

Mo Tan waved his hand without looking back and turned into the depths of the alley.

…

ten minutes later

Game time AM06:47

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[Welcome back, the absolutely neutral Black Brahma will soon enter the realm of innocence. I wish you a good night. 】

Chapter 1005: End