In a bar not far from the hotel.
The fruits and some cheap meals on the dining table can be eaten for free. Ma Xiaopei didn't eat much for lunch. At this time, he was hungry, and the little bees circled around the dining table.
And the hustle and bustle in the bar is another new world for Nanzhou.
There is so much for him to explore.
Just like now, he is quite seriously looking at the dancers dressed as bunny girls, heavy makeup, dancing on the three-foot glare stage not far away, his eyes are calm, his expression is focused, and he is full of academic atmosphere to study the white flower. flesh.
Jiang Fang, who was sitting at the bar, ordered a bottle of tequila, and then took the initiative to pour Cao Shuguang's wine.
He is very skilled. When the amber liquor slowly flows down the wall of the glass, the color changes and the lighting complement each other.
No matter who he is, when he gets along with Jiang Fang, he will continue to create such comfortable little details.
Therefore, to be friends with him is really comfortable and comfortable, so that it is easy to be overly paralyzed.
Jiang Fang asked Cao Shuguang, "Where are you from?"
Cao Shuguang took a sip of the wine and was so spicy that he let out a "ha".
In the dungeon, he has encountered many human teammates, so he has prepared a set of rhetoric, which can be used thoroughly: "Northeast."
Seeing him sticking out his tongue and breathing, Jiang Fang couldn't help but chuckle: "From the northeast, can't drink?"
Cao Shuguang responded quickly: "It's a stereotype."
He took a sip of his wine and asked, "How about you?"
Jiang Fang: "Fuck."
Cao Shuguang looked at Jiang Fang from top to bottom, and said in a very familiar tone: "It's that old Maozi."
Jiang Fang's facial features have an oriental charm, but the bridge of the nose, eye color, hair, body, and other features are all hairy.
To be honest, Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei were very curious about Jiang Fang.
In "Cube Ark", although Nanzhou is strong, it is only natural that he is strong.
In the vast earth, there is such a man-made monster that escaped from the copy.
But according to the information exchanged by these high-dimensional players, Jiang Fang should be an out-and-out human species.
In contrast, this person seems to be very interesting.
This is actually caused by asymmetric information.
Based on the level of him and Ma Xiaopei, he didn't know about the internal testing of the game.
So Cao Shuguang wanted to know what kind of person he was.
He called Jiang Fang's pseudonym: "Noah, what did you do before?"
Jiang Fang didn't seem to be at all wary.
But just because he knew that Jiang Fang could not really be unsuspecting, Cao Shuguang was so nervous after drinking this drink that he wanted to find something useful to satisfy his curiosity. After a long time of guerrilla warfare, I didn't get any useful information, but I was unknowingly poured into half of the yellow soup.
Although Cao Shuguang was drinking, he was surprisingly able to drink.
There were six or seven tequila bottles on the table, lined up in a row, making him feel proud.
He finally understood why it was easy to make friends at the wine table.
He put his arms on Jiang Fang's shoulder and patted it twice: "You buddy, I've settled it today."
Jiang Fang propped his chin, leaned halfway against the bar, and said with a blushing face, "Okay. Brother."
With this "brother", Cao Shuguang, who was so confused by the alcohol, became more and more aloof.
He rubbed his hands and was about to continue bragging when he heard Jiang Fang approach him and said softly, "Brother, then let me ask you something."
His tone was not at all aggressive, but Cao Shuguang was slightly more alert: "You say it."
Jiang Fang leaned closer: "How many missions have you done?"
Cao Shuguang was stunned.
He thought it was something amazing.
Fortunately, when he first met on the bus, he still remembered the lies he told.
He and all the players he partnered with said that they had completed 7 missions and made a proud appearance.
"You forgot." Cao Shuguang grumbled, "7 times."
He added with a hilarious smile: "I promised to cover you, but in the end, I asked you to invite us to drink. You don't look like people who have only gone through 5 missions."
Jiang Fang rubbed his palm lightly with the mouth of the wine glass: "No. I have gone through many missions."
Seeing his drunken state, Cao Shuguang's ears perked up.
He had a hunch that he might be able to pull out some real good stuff tonight.
He persevered: "What is the task that impressed you the most?"
Jiang Fang held his chin and tried to recall: "It was... the church time..."
Cao Shuguang's eyes were about to light up: "Tell me about it!"
"That time, it was very difficult."
Jiang Fang seemed to be really drunk, so he simply put his face on his arms, "Originally, we thought it was an ordinary mission to send letters to both the priest and the earl. At the beginning, we were worried about breaking the rules, but we didn't. Open the letter and deliver it honestly..."
"Later, they linked letters that had been exchanged for half a month, and there was no progress in the plot. We could only risk opening the letters."
He lowered his voice and asked Cao Shuguang, "Guess what is written there?"
Cao Shuguang was being hung up on his appetite and was impatient: "What?!"
"Writing..." Jiang Fang's voice was soft and moving, with the strength of a soft knife in his eyes, he stroked down Cao Shuguang's cheek lightly, "I will meet a man who claims to be my buddy, but he is actually, not human."
Cao Shuguang was stunned, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
It took a few seconds for the cold sweat to flow out from his limbs like ants.
He stepped back subconsciously, and the wheeled chair hit another chair behind him, a force that nearly made him fall off the stool.
Jiang Fang fixedly looked at him, there was no specific content in his eyes for a while, he just looked at him.
Cao Shuguang felt anxious and blurted out: "No, I'm human, don't get me wrong..."
Jiang Fang was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly bent down and laughed: "Do you believe it?"
Cao Shuguang failed to turn the corner: "Huh?"
Jiang Fang raised his hand and pressed his shoulder: "I'm teasing you."
It is no exaggeration, in a bar with strong air-conditioning, Cao Shuguang's clothes were soaked with sweat in a few seconds.
Cao Shuguang grinned, suppressed his frantic heartbeat, and tried his best to put on a smile: "What was written in that letter?"
Jiang Fang smiled and said, "That's what it says in the letter."
One wave did not settle, and another wave came, and the cold sweat that Cao Shuguang had just dropped exploded again, and beads of sweat hung directly on his face.
Jiang Fang lowered his eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "I don't know why there is such a prophecy."
Under Cao Shuguang's sudden change of mind, he became brighter and brighter.
Oh yes.
This "prophecy" might be referring to Nanzhou.
Nan Zhou is not a human either, so he can also be regarded as his "brother".
He just frightened himself and made himself so embarrassed, really...
Thinking of this, Cao Shuguang sat up straight, wiped his cold sweat calmly, and laughed dryly: "Who knows."
Nan Zhou suddenly moved.
He stood up and once again successfully frightened Cao Shuguang, who was in shock.
Jiang Fang turned his face and leaned on his shoulder with a little drunkenness: "What are you looking at?"
Nan Zhou pointed at the stripper pole dancer who took off only a pair of underwear after being thrown money on the stage.
He studied for a long time, and finally got a glimpse of his whole picture.
Nan Zhou said in the tone of discovering a new continent: "It's a man."
Jiang Fang followed his gaze and sneered: "Is that the extent? I can do it too."
Nan Zhou glanced at him: "You can't do it." You can't dance for others.
Jiang Fang rested on his shoulder, tilted his head to admire his jawline: "Does it look good?"
The standard of "good-looking" in Nanzhou's impression is Jiang Fang.
So he said truthfully: "It's not as good as you."
"Really? I don't believe it." Jiang Fang pursed his lips and smiled with satisfaction, skillfully acting like a spoiled child, "Let's get closer, look at him, and look at me, okay?"
Nan Zhou was also interested in why the man openly dressed up as a girl to dance, and nodded, "Yeah."
Jiang Fang casually picked up the one-sixth of the tequila bottle on the table, shook it, and held it in the palm of his hand.
He said hello to Cao Shuguang: "I'm going to the dance with my teacher Nan, you wait for us here."
Cao Shuguang wiped the sweat dripping from his chin, and nodded casually, wishing the two of them left quickly.
Jiang Fang hooked Nan Zhou's neck and staggered away.
At this time, Ma Xiaopei, who had fed himself 95 minutes full, also came back and found that her husband's eyes were straight, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand in surprise and snapped his fingers in front of him: "What are you looking at?"
Only then did Cao Shuguang return to his senses.
I don't know if it was his illusion, Cao Shuguang looked at Jiang Fang's slightly swaying back and a slender waist, and felt that Jiang Fang was a gentle, genial and laughing black mamba.
He shook his head and forcibly expelled such a terrifying association from his mind.
As if he thought too much.
When Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou came to the dance floor, his eyes were clear and his smiling eyes crooked, where could he be drunk
He casually put the remaining 100l of agave into the warehouse.
Nan Zhou turned to him and asked him, "What was the result?"
Jiang Fang: "You know I'm not drunk?"
Nan Zhou: "How could you be drunk."
Jiang Fang dragged his voice and said, "Ah", "I thought I was doing a good job."
Nan Zhou: "You didn't use your social etiquette."
... It was precisely because he had a clear mind and was worried that Nan Zhou would think too much that he used the title "brother" instead of "friend".
Nan Zhou asked him, "What was the result?"
The interfering sound in the bar was too strong, Jiang Fang deliberately suppressed and emphasized his speech, and Nan Zhou pricked up his ears and only listened to it.
Jiang Fang asked softly: "Remember, the two constraints on the effect of Tequila in the truth?"
Nan Zhou naturally remembered.
First, ask the other party to drink 100l willingly;
Second, the other party is a human being.
Soon, Nan Zhou understood what Jiang Fang meant.
Nan Zhou whispered: "He..."
Jiang Fang: "In all key questions, he gave exactly the same answers as before."
This should have been impeccable.
Even when Cao Shuguang's mind was shaken by his sudden attack, he still gave an answer within a reasonable range.
But this is justified, because they knew that they had concealed something before, and their correct answer was instantly reversed in two levels, revealing their identities.
Cao Shuguang, who was full of lies before, successfully insisted on his lies.
In other words, he was not affected by [Tequila of the Truth] at all.
Jiang Fang has tested it, and [Tequila] is effective.
Therefore, under the condition that other objective conditions are satisfied, only one conclusion is reasonable:
- They are not human.