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At 0:15, Xuelu and Zuo Tianmao dialed the communication.

With Xie Huating absent, the decision-making power fell to Xuelu, but his mind was in a mess.

"Xuelu, what do you think?...Xiaoxue? Xiaoxuexue?"

Before the nickname became even weirder, Xuelu came back to his senses and considered the more pressing question: Will the judge dance tomorrow?

At least one of Lie Yang and Fei Tian is a wolf, so in the eyes of ordinary people, there are at most two wolves on the field.This is actually true as well.

Therefore, if the judge jumps out tomorrow, he will die at night. In the game of life and death, no holy father will risk his life to help others play, and he will definitely not jump.

But if the judge thinks that there is a wolf in Huating and Meisheng, and there is a wolf in Lieyang and Feitian, there will be only one wolf left on the field. With a 2/5 probability, if he is lucky enough to find a wolf, he will jump out tomorrow.

And the wolf that was found was most likely Xuelu who had jumped in for the ghost.

Xuelu immediately made a decision: "Tonight's task is still to find the judge. The judge didn't jump just now, it should be because we didn't check the wolf yesterday. Maybe... we really killed Meisheng who was inspected by him last night, so we couldn't prove ourselves."

"If the examiner is still alive, the probability of finding us today is 2/5, which is very dangerous. What's more, tonight, there is a high probability that he will check the surrogate who jumped out during the day-my identity may have been exposed. "

Zuo Tianmao was stunned: "Not necessarily? You jumped out suddenly during the day, which scared me, but you jumped very successfully! Anyway, if I play common people, I think you are real, and Feitian is an iron wolf."

If only that was the case.

As he said that, Zuo Tianmao began to think about who is the judge among the remaining people.

"Little rabbit is definitely not. She is wandering in the anti-push position again and again. She is a little clever but has no plans. She is a two-fool card. Dahai is an idiot. Great white shark... like a fool who does not open his eyes at night." Zuo Tianmao said , "What I can't see through is Lao Zhang and his agent."

Zuo Tianmao's thoughts are the same as Xuelu's.

Lao Zhang, or an agent?

The former, who played stupid at the beginning until now, is of no use except to join in the paddling.The latter, starting with a stroke, suddenly started to protect Feitian and Xiaotu, like a card with vision at night.

The one who voted for Xuelu might be the agent.

But... the agent didn't beat Xuelu hard during the day as a ghost.

Xuelu remembered what he said, "Maybe the dead Meisheng was not a monk, the real witch committed poison last night, because there is still an antidote in her hand that is useless, so she hasn't jumped out yet."

This sentence exploded.

Could the agent be a real monk?Not necessarily, Feitian was betrayed and attacked by his best friend Xiaotu, with a big wolf face, it is difficult to be a commoner. In order to protect himself, if the agent is a monk, he will stand up and beat her to death.

In the same way, what can be ruled out is that the agent is not a substitute ghost either. First, he did not attack Xuelu, who took off without suspicion, and second, the substitute ghost has no vision, and will not protect Feitian for no reason.

The only one left who has a career at night is the judge... who was checked last night to have such a clear vision?

The answer is clear.

What he checked, it should be Feitian No. 9!

Knowing that Fei Tian is in the camp of good people, the agent dared to speak for her.But he wasn't sure if Fei Tian was a real monk, and he wasn't sure if Dai Gui Xuelu was real or not, so he said "keep her overnight to see if she can come out on Christmas Eve"!

However, at least two wolves were present, so the agent could not jump yet.If he protects people with a large range, he will become the focus and the danger will increase. If the wolf cannot be detected, it will be of no benefit.

This agent is pretty smart...Xue Lu raised the corners of his mouth, and on the first night, he didn't check Meisheng, but checked the non-focus cards with a clear mind.

He didn't want to be a "coroner".

It's a pity that after all calculations, Feitian and Xiaotu's best friend friendship is so wonderful, and it was a waste of experience.

"Kill the agent!" Xuelu said decisively, "He is the judge!"

Gathering in front of the door of Room 5, the two held the handle and unscrewed it.

Night Breeze sneaked in with two distorted shadows, causing the candlelight to flicker in fragments.

Unexpectedly, the agent was awake.

He sat boldly on the sofa, wearing a neat and luxurious Western-style dress, with a smile on his good eye, as if the host was waiting for the guests.

And when he saw Xuelu and Zuo Tianmao entering the door, he was not surprised, and smiled at Xuelu: "It really is you."

Xue Lu returned him with a smirk: "Compared to how you know... I'm more curious about what props you used, which can break the copy limit and stay awake."

The agent didn't make a sound, but caressed the big hand of the cane and spread it out towards him.

In the palm are three smooth and delicate gold coins.

【Oberon's Gold Coin】

Quality: A

Source: Oberon's "Honesty" Commendation

Function: Used in the dungeon, it can be forcibly left.

Number of times: 1

With just one glance, Xuelu recognized it.

No wonder.

This player somehow went to the copy of Monopoly several times, and there were three copies.

Similar to [S-Class Items Player Halo], due to the special purpose of such special items, the system will have an extra link when processing them.

For example, when Xuelu enters the dungeon, before the NPC preparation stage, there will be an additional program asking whether to use the halo; similarly, since this gold coin can be forced to leave the dungeon, the rules override the dungeon rules, and the agent is to seize This bug is always in a sober state of "using coins at any time".

"Your memory is as good as ever," the agent applauded falsely, "and so is mine."

Xue Lu's slender eyelashes trembled, her face remained motionless, but there was a stir in her heart: What did he mean by that?

The gold coin was clearly produced by the rich man Oberon, Xuelu remembered clearly, it was a reward for "honest people", the full title can only be obtained by not cheating.And in his match, only a taciturn male high school student won the gold coin.

Could it be... the agent is that high school student?

Even so, he shouldn't be able to recognize Xuelu, after all, the protection policy on the [-]th floor is still there...

No no, he has a total of three, which may have been picked up in other games.

In the next second, the corner of the agent's lips curled up playfully: "Little Immortal King, have you forgotten me?"

"You...!" The golden eyes sank, "How did you bypass the visual interference?"

"It's not important," the agent looked at him fixedly, "Okay, let's stop here for the pleasantries."

With that said, he got up from the sofa and walked towards Xuelu.

The agent is very tall, and his solid body can be vaguely seen under the dress. Since the NPC's props and bloodlines are also banned, it seems difficult for the two of them to resist him by pure force.

Zuo Tianmao guardedly stood in front of Xuelu, with a hint of anxiety on his beautiful face, and said in a low voice: "This player makes me feel bad... Did you guys have a festival before?"

Xuelu tried hard to recall, when he was a millionaire, the male high school student was very unscrupulous, he didn't squeeze out any money, and he hardly paid him any attention.Also because of this, he was ignored when bullying the players, and it wasn't a festival to say the least.

"Damn..." Zuo Tianmao stopped Xuelu and took another step back, "How did you kill him last night, why is this player still not dead?!"

Xuelu also gritted her teeth: "I remember Brother Huating touched Meisheng and died?"

Zuo Tianmao made a dodge, and went towards the agent, but the agent dodged it by turning sideways, and the two of them matched a few moves back and forth, Zuo Tianmao was at a disadvantage.

During the whole period, Zuo Tianmao didn't even touch the agent's body!

Xuelu raised his hand to pick up the room decoration and was about to smash it, but the rules of the dungeon forbid the use of violence, so he couldn't throw it out!

But correspondingly, the agent didn't make any ruthless moves. After more than a dozen moves, he pressed Zuo Tianmao's neck with his cane and stopped.

"Let him go!" Xuelu yelled, "If you hurt an NPC, can you survive?"

"Relax, you are still so vigilant," the agent looked at Xuelu helplessly, "Okay, I won't tease you, I'm leaving now. You..."

"What about me?" Xuelu frowned, "Is there any significance to your series of actions? I don't remember any hatred between you and me...We don't know each other well either."

"What do you think? What am I for?"

From the first meeting, the agent gave Xuelu a bad feeling.

He is not like a player, but more like an observer, any vision can not mobilize his emotions, he is so easy to handle, calm and unhurried.

Xuelu always felt uncomfortable every time he met that deep one eye.

Familiar and heavy, like a beast passing by in a dense forest.

In just a few short conversations, the agent always said a bunch of vague words, very deliberately.

Xuelu couldn't understand the agent's actions, and her mind was in a mess: "There is no beginning and no end... What do you have to say clearly!"

"I really just came to see you." Seeing that he was mad, the agent's eyes softened. "Now I can rest assured. I'm alive and kicking, it's good."

Xuelu tried hard to recall the dungeons along the way, the internship dungeons, the official dungeons, and made sure that he only saw him once in Monopoly.

"Did you recognize the wrong person? We only met once. At that time, we could only say 'meet'. I'm sure we didn't establish any intimacy. Take a step back, we met before Monopoly... Big Why didn't you talk to me when you were rich?"

The agent said softly: "Don't think too much, just think I'm a lunatic. I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" Xuelu asked subconsciously, "Get out of the dungeon?"

"Yes," the agent smiled, "Leave the dungeon and step into that good night. By the way, remember to have a good chat with Lao Zhang."

"Goodbye, little 'Lu'."

The last word fell, and the gold coins turned into gold powder, annihilated in the air, and what disappeared together was the agent's deep eyes.

Those eyes were full of thousands of emotions.

Nostalgia, regret, and relief.

Xuelu had an illusion: perhaps, he would never represent this person again in the future.

The cane that restrained Zuo Tianmao fell to the ground with a "slap", and he clutched his neck in pain: "Where did you come from, it's really..."

He complained and stretched his body, glanced at Xuelu, and froze for a moment.

"Are you OK?"

"No..." Xuelu said softly, "I'm thinking about what he said."

Zuo Tianmao didn't take it seriously: "Then a lunatic, let me tell you that there are thousands if not tens of thousands of players who went crazy on the nineteenth floor."

He comforted: "I have also encountered a situation before where I must die. I suddenly rushed over crying, saying that it was my old teammate, and that I still owed him [-] gold coins. How funny you say, it is also a lie. If you don’t find a better reason, return your teammates, dare he be an NPC before or I was a player before.”

Xuelu's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You never doubted that what he said was true?"

"I doubted it. I was shocked at the time," Zuo Tianmao recalled. "You know, the dungeons on the nineteenth floor have big brain holes, and my brain was prone to random thoughts at that time."

"I think the nineteenth floor is some kind of virtual hallucinatory space. In fact, the players and NPCs have died long ago. They are in hell... There are other NPCs who die and become players, and players who die and become NPCs, etc., all kinds of things. Such suspicion." Zuo Tianmao smiled reminiscently, "At that time, I was similar to you, and I only downloaded five or six dungeons. I was suspicious all day long, and when I saw my own photo in the dungeon, I would conspire Talk about it for a long time. Not only do I suspect, but I also collect evidence everywhere.”

Xuelu stared closely at his eyes, and there was unprecedented confusion in the golden eyes: "So, have you reached the result?"

Zuo Tianmao shook his head: "Of course not. In short, I don't know that player, and I never met a player who claimed to be my friend, but the lunatic met a double-digit player. After a long time, I got used to the urine on the nineteenth floor. Sex, curiosity is worn out."

"Memory can be tampered with," Xuelu said seriously, "just like the player's vision can be tampered with when they meet repeatedly."

The "display BUG" in the previous dungeon hinted at one point: the nineteenth-floor dungeon, similar to the computer programs on Earth, was "written" with unique rules.

And this writing is not perfect, there will be errors and omissions, and it also needs to be maintained by the system or employees.

Just now, the agent bypassed the visual tampering by an unclear means, and recognized Xuelu as the Immortal King who was the millionaire at that time.This further strengthened Xuelu's theory.

Zuo Tianmao laughed loudly, and went to rub Xuelu's little curly hair: "So what if you guessed right, so what if you guessed wrong? There is no evidence. Could it be that if we know the truth of the nineteenth floor, we can Can't you escape?"

"Everything is speculation. The reason why speculation cannot become truth is because it cannot be verified. In the end, there is a high probability that it will be classified as fallacy. The only function of fallacy is to affect the mood."

"You're right," Xuelu shook her head, "This will greatly affect your mood."

"It's good that you can figure it out," Zuo Tianmao said softly, "Before you came to consult me ​​about relationship issues, I was worried that you, a thinking little head, would detour yourself into a dead end."

But Xuelu disagreed with Zuo Tianmao's idea.

He didn't want to let go of any speculation that might become "truth".

He answered a few words indiscriminately, seeing that it was past one o'clock, and the two parted ways.

Back in the room, countless minutiae came to mind.

Before the agent disappears, ask him to talk to Lao Zhang.

Xuelu didn't observe Lao Zhang very carefully, but only remembered that he was a middle-aged man, obviously tempered by the nineteenth floor and the years, he was easy-going, slippery, and secretly scheming.

Such players, from the practice dungeon to the present, have seen two hands that cannot be counted.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it too much..." Xuelu took a deep breath to relax her tense nerves, "It's useless to think about it now, let's discuss it in detail when we meet tomorrow."

But when he woke up the next day and found Lao Zhang under the dark sky, Xuelu's mind went blank.

Perhaps because of being awakened by the agent, the visual disturbance of the system settings disappeared.

That ordinary uncle's face that he couldn't remember clearly last night finally showed his true face.

Thick eyebrows, deep smile lines and nasolabial folds, and bubbly eyes that look gentle but shone with shrewdness.

It's Uncle Zhang.

Zuo Tianmao's small talk last night was buzzing, like the blurred screen of a TV out of control, sharp and ear-piercing came to mind.

"...Have you got the result yet?"

"... So what if you guessed right, so what if you guessed wrong? There is no evidence. Could it be that we can escape if we know the truth about the nineteenth floor?"

"...unable to verify."