don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Team Ling suddenly had absolute certainty.

Z1 couldn't do it, one of them didn't stop him, and watched Ling Su take the tie: "..."

It was a very ordinary tie at first glance, with a white base and black fine zebra pattern, and it was made of light and soft silk material, so as not to look too solemn and serious.

But even so, Z1 still recognized this prop at a glance.

[Attire: Tie of the Trickster]

[Category: Cognitive adjustment. 】

[Dressing requirements: You must have a decent shirt. 】

[Effect: As long as you put on this tie, you can easily deceive anyone, including yourself...but please remember that there is a price to pay for deception. 】

[Characteristics: After wearing it, it consumes 1 point of mental power every second. 】

……

This is an out-of-print costume, which cannot be obtained through purchase. It will only randomly appear in the prize pool, and there are only three different styles in total.

The reason why Z1 has a deep impression on this thing is because he once spent a huge sum of money of [-] draws just to get this tie.

——Although the speed at which mental power is consumed is indeed astonishing, the effect of "deception" in its characteristics is absolute, and even "cocoon"'s own review process can successfully block it.Wearing it to participate in the assessment of the cognitive category, it is said that it will not even be judged as using auxiliary props.

For some first-level taskers who can only barely pass the cognitive adjustment assessment and are criticized by name in every regular meeting, even if they apologize to the wallet [-] times, they still need this cool life-saving item.

It's a pity that the 1 draws didn't seem to be able to impress "Cocoon"'s prize pool.Although he did get some props with fairly good characteristics, most of them were useless to the first-level tasker, so he had to pile up some of the items that he tried to resell but could not sell in the corner of the warehouse to accumulate dust... This experience It is still an unspeakable scar in the mission history of Z[-].

Because this item is so difficult to get, many people even suspect that there are no ties in the prize pool at all, and it is just a false rumor.

Z1 also never imagined that the first time he saw this coveted prop, he would be taken out of his backpack so casually.

He subconsciously held his breath, prepared a few bottles of mental power supplements in advance, and paid attention to the situation of Ling Su and Zhuang Die.

……

The tie was wrapped around Ling Su's fingers.

He leaned forward a little, staring seriously at Zhuang Die standing in front of him, with one hand on his shoulder.

In just a few seconds, Ling Su chose a suitable knotting technique.

He fiddled with the tie nimbly, and the soft satin shuttled between his fingers as fast as a scalpel.After a cross that was so neat that people's eyes couldn't keep up with it, the tie was woven into a perfect triangle and stretched out smoothly in Ling Su's hands.

"Fraud."

The moment the tie knot was tied, the two said something in unison.

Ling Su raised the corner of his mouth, he didn't doubt his tacit understanding with Curly, and continued unhurriedly: "...When wearing this tie, it won't consume any mental power."

At the same time as he said this sentence, Zhuang Die had already finished the exact same content with almost the same speed.

Holding the mental power supplement, Z1, who had walked halfway quickly, stopped in astonishment: "Can it still be used like this?!"

Zhuang Diet checked the backstage, nodded, took out another nut and ate it: "Yes."

He didn't choose this sentence as the first sentence of fraudulent content just by chance for no reason.

First of all, no matter how you look at it, this feature of continuously consuming mental power is obviously not necessary to trigger the "deception" effect-it is more like an additional restrictive special effect to prevent this item from being arbitrarily abused when it is out of control.

In the column of effects, it has actually already hinted that "deception comes at a price."

In other words, every second of use will lose a little mental power, which itself is the price of using the tie given by "Cocoon".

"After I got this item, I checked its legend on the internal forum. I saw that it could hide even the 'cocoon' itself, and when the program recognized that the examiner was not wearing a tie, I planned to find a suitable one. chance to try it out.”

Zhuang Die said: "There will be no loss if you try again. If you don't succeed, you will waste dozens of mental power at most."

Z1 has never considered this kind of thinking, and stood there in a daze.

He knocked hard on his head twice: "Is it because the other party is wearing a tie? The more you listen, the more reasonable it becomes..."

Anyway... so far Zhuang Die is still standing here safe and sound, but he just ate another nut to supplement the dozens of mental power he had just consumed, which shows that this method is indeed effective.

Z1 hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "So... isn't this item not restricted at all, and you can use it however you want?"

"No." Ling Su shook his head, "Under normal circumstances, this kind of behavior of being stuck in a program bug can only persist for a few seconds at most before being noticed by 'cocoon' and sealing this loophole."

This time, without waiting for the other party to continue to explain, Z1 has already figured it out: "...but we are in a near-death dream."

The time here is almost static. Even if the "cocoon" outside has detected and patched the loopholes, it may be unknown how long before this feedback reaches the dream realm.

If Zhuang Die tried this immediately when he got the tie, he might have helped the programmers of "Cocoon" catch a bug on the spot and got a corrected tie.

But if it is specially chosen to be used at this time, there is a certain chance that you can get the deceptive special effect that lasts throughout the Dreamland.

"The first use is also a key point."

Zhuang Die nodded and added casually: "If I have used this tie before and subconsciously accepted the setting of continuous blood loss, I may not be able to completely and firmly reverse my cognition, nor may I succeed..."

He didn't waste any more time, and while walking towards the station, he activated the deceptive effect of the tie on himself, and the clothes on his body had already begun to change.

When Zhuang Di stood completely under the stop sign next to the railway track, in the eyes of Z1 and the hypnotist, the clothes on his body had completely changed into Little Ivan's attire.

At the same time, the entire Dreamland also began to change.

The dense fog slowly dissipated, and the bone-chilling chill receded like a tide, as if the never-ending night sky had a faint white belly on the horizon.

A part of memory that does not belong to Zhuang Die himself, but seems to be floating in this dreamland, quietly entered his mind.

Not far away, Ling Su also seemed to be aware of it, and raised his eyebrows calmly.

The hypnotist pulled Z1 and gestured towards the two of them with his eyes.

Only then did Z1 suddenly realize that their outfits had changed at some point.One became a dungaree jacket and baggy gray check trousers, the other a tweed suit with a bonnet.

This deserted station seems to have been awakened from the depths of memory, and is gradually being revived. One after another, figures of passengers appear from afar and walk towards their location.

The dawn came very quickly, and in just a moment, the area of ​​that small piece of white belly expanded infinitely.

The last lingering mist was exposed to the sun and quickly disappeared, leaving only the clear dew on the grass leaves and the chirping birds on the branches.

An ordinary morning after the rain.

As usual, he hurried out before dawn, and when he got off at the station near the school, Ivan saw the young liar for the first time.

……

Ling Su walked towards Zhuang Die.

Even Z1 has to admit that the light-colored vest, dark gray tie, and worsted double-breasted long dress... This seemingly cumbersome outfit is actually very suitable for Lingsu.

I don't know if it's the effect of cognitive adjustment, but when he lowered his eyes and took off his gloves, the carelessness on his body was just covered up, replaced by an imperceptible upright elegance.

"The first time we met was in the town where you went to school."

Ling Su put away his gloves, and lightly pressed the soft felt hat with the brim of the little curly hair, just covering the brim of the hat from the other party's sight: "When I was cheating people into buying a box of fake horse racing tickets, you pierced..."

He quickly sorted out his thoughts, while slowly talking about the memory he had just obtained: "You can tell it's fake at a glance."

Zhuang Die checked the information on his side, and nodded: "Because the painting is really not very good, it seems that I have found a very unreliable imitation workshop."

While speaking, he straightened his hat again and raised his eyes to look at Ling Su.

In order to avoid overindulging in this dream, both of them still maintained their original cognition of their own appearance, and did not make additional modifications.

Zhuang Die was wearing a comfortable tweed shirt, gray flannel trousers, the tie became a bow tie embellishing the neckline, and a dark gray single-breasted trench coat was covered.

In this small town that is neither prosperous nor outdated, this is the most popular attire among the students.

Seeing those eyes protruding from under the brim of the hat, Ling Su paused unconsciously, smiled and nodded: "...Yes, because the poor painter who often cooperates was arrested and said to be sentenced to 90 years."

In Yiwen's eyes, those race tickets didn't even have the right ink color, the balls were not delicate enough, and the seals were crooked... No matter how you looked at it, they were full of loopholes.

When the unlucky businessman in a tweed suit was about to be fooled and bought the box of lottery tickets for reselling at a huge sum of money, the deception was exposed by Ivan who happened to pass by on the spot, and pointed out the flaws in the lottery tickets one by one.

The big business that those swindlers had been busy with for more than ten days was naturally completely ruined.

As for the troublesome and tricky endgame afterwards, it is of course left to the adults to clean up.And Yiwen, who disrupted the situation, was handed over to the young liar, who had to "teach him to remember the lesson of being nosy".

……

However, the beating that Ivan had expected did not find him.

The young liar grabbed his arm, and while the adults were not paying attention, he quickly dragged Ivan into the crowd waiting for the bus.

The accomplices who were waiting for the money were furious and chased them through the crowd.It's a pity that the young liar's figure was too nimble, he dragged Yiwen all the way around and ran, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Take off your coat, take off your coat first!"

While running, the young liar neatly took off his cumbersome outfit.

He quickly rolled up his delicate dress coat and threw it at an accomplice who was about to catch up.Taking advantage of the time when the other party rushed to pick it up, he grabbed Ivan's arm again: "This way!"

According to what he said, Ivan took off his coat, and the soft felt hat on his head was also taken off by the young liar.

The wind in the morning was a bit cold, and he shivered unconsciously from the ice.

"Run!" shouted the teenage crook, "They're after you!"

Ivan tried his best to hold his hair so that they would not be blown by the wind.Because the whistling wind was particularly loud in his ears, he had to raise the volume: "I'm chasing you!"

...Strictly speaking, they were actually chasing two groups of people behind them.

The tweed-suit businessman who had nearly been scammed out of his money was after the teenage con artist, and his fellow con artist in a dungaree jacket dressed as a coachman was in hot pursuit of Evan.

In the rather complicated entanglement of forces, the next tram slowly entered the platform.

The young liar dragged Ivan and jumped up, and the two people behind him chased after them all the way into the car.

There were patrolmen on the tram carrying sticks to patrol back and forth. As soon as the two got on the tram, they were forcibly detained for yelling.

The young liar also took advantage of this opportunity, and under the cover of the crowd, quickly dragged Ivan to the end of this carriage.

When the two finally got rid of the interrogation and came over to find someone, he immediately pretended to look at the scenery outside the window and pressed Ivan under him.

……

Ling Su dragged Zhuang Die to the track.

Because the conversation fragments in memory were omitted, they ran faster. The tram hadn't fully pulled into the station yet, so they had to wait for a while.

Ling Su stopped and confirmed the procedure: "The next part of the plot seems to be stuck."

The hypnotist was out of breath, supported his knee while gasping and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that in the dream domain with assigned roles, the key point must be repeated once, so that the recalled memory can continue to advance..."

Z1 explained: "Otherwise, we will encounter dozens of times of being stuck with the boss of the goods store as we did before."

While speaking, the tram had already stopped slowly in front of them, and the door was opened.

Z1 looked at the stick carried by the patrolman in the carriage, and couldn't help asking: "Captain Ling... are you sure you need to clock in here?"

Ling Su raised his eyes in a friendly manner, and straightened his neckline with one hand.

"..." The hypnotist covered Z1's mouth wisely, "Of course, this must be the key memory point."

Before Z1 had time to ask why, he was covered by the hypnotist, half-dragged and half-dragged into the car, and heroically threw himself into the trap of the patrolman.

According to the flow in memory, Ling Su pulled Zhuang Die and jumped onto the tram, and squeezed against the crowd getting off to the end of the carriage, and found the empty seat in memory.

Zhuang Die's physical fitness was comparable to Yiwen's, and he was still a little breathless until now.

Seeing that there were vacant seats, his eyes lit up immediately, and he looked back at Ling Su: "Captain."

Ling Su smiled, nodded slightly, and raised his hand to block the nearby passengers for him.

It seems that the only ones who don't pay for the tram are those at the port.In many nearby towns, these new gadgets have quickly become a part of life.

"Most people are very afraid of the group of pirates at the pier. As long as we go down there, we can get rid of those two people."

When Zhuang Die took his seat, Ling Su also sat down beside him.

He turned sideways, and while repeating the scene in his memory, he helped Zhuang Die tidy up the little curly hair that was blown by the wind, and put the soft felt hat on it upright.

"So I secretly asked you, do you dare to get off at the next stop...By the way, I took the time to introduce myself."

After taking off the cumbersome dress jacket, the young liar simply tore off the bow tie and put it in his pocket, and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt to breathe.

"My name is Eckert."

The young liar leaned on his arm, looked at him sideways, his eyes were almost transparent: "And you, what's your name?"

……

Before the other party answered, the tram had already started.

Most of the means of transportation at this time would not greet the passengers in advance because of the riding experience. The whole train shook suddenly and violently, and the passengers inside also swayed into a ball.

Ling Su's prepared check-in point was half a minute later, and he was also unprepared, and suddenly lost his balance.

When he came back to his senses, he had already supported the window on one side with one hand, and caught Zhuang Die's conditioned reflex, which almost fell off the seat, into his arms.

Zhuang Die put one hand on his waist and pushed away the large wooden luggage that fell over for him in time.

Ling Su stabilized his figure.

He grabbed Zhuang Die's shoulders back, looked at the little curly hair who sat on his lap peacefully, poking around to watch the excitement, and couldn't help chuckling along with him.

... If there were more tasks like this, he wouldn't be stuck at the door of his house, unable to say anything nice.

"Okay." Ling Su circled the man between his arms and the carriage, and followed the words of the young liar in his memory quite seriously, "We are running away, so we don't need to dress so formally."

While speaking, he had already put on his gloves, and loosened the tightly tied collar for the other party lightly.

The gloves were gray and hand-stitched, very light and soft, which properly blurred the meaning of this movement.

"I am brave, keen, sharp-eyed, and righteous, and possess all the best virtues, Mr. Little Knight..."

In the chaotic carriage, he hid the person well in front of his eyes and whispered: "Let me know your name, and answer me by the way, can we get off at the next stop?"