Just after reading the first sentence of this group of stars, Xiao Li knew that Puse Uduluogai was really deceiving him.
This has touched the realm of the gods, and even shakes the status of the gods, and is the truth that needs to be "buried".
There is no truth in the mouth of the deceitful god. If Xiao Li agreed to him just now, he would only be one of the spoils of his fooling, and maybe he would be like the unfortunate god of death and other gods. stepping stone.
He doesn't even need a reason to lie, as long as he wants to.
It is conceivable that a god of this character must have offended many existences of the same level, and he is still alive, which also proves the power of fraud.
Xiao Li shook his head, deleted Puse Udurogoi from his mind, calmed down, and continued to feel the contents of the light group.
[Chaos died and the Styx burst, they seized the opportunity and spawned him.]
[They need strength to maintain themselves.]
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Large paragraphs of white space.
Styx…
Xiao Li immediately thought of the river he saw on the first day he entered the dungeon, when he received a letter of help from Tan Li.
Is it the so-called Styx
He continued to "look" down.
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[A new order is established.]
[They need petri dishes.]
[All tombstones are blank.]
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[From here...]
[Only…]
In the light group's next information flow, only the first four words of these two sentences remained, and the following sentences were all erased.
Rao is Xiao Li, and he almost vomited blood under this huge gap.
If you don't want to show it, then don't even give these two words!
But even so, these few sentences are very informative.
Xiao Li roughly sorted out some information: when the River Styx burst and Chaos died, some ghosts took the opportunity to absorb power and were immediately promoted to the current gods. To maintain the state of gods, it was necessary to create batches of petri dishes. , that is, the dungeon world that will eventually die.
No wonder it was ruled that the prison was neutral, and other gods couldn't destroy it. Otherwise, with just this light group, the gods would be eager to destroy this area directly.
Time was limited, Xiao Li seized the opportunity, walked forward, and walked into the middle of the nebula.
The colorful nebula is extremely beautiful, almost wrapping him in it, the almost pitch-black darkness lining the brilliance of the stars has a shocking power.
This time, he chose the largest nebula in the middle.
[Cold knowledge: The daily meals in the Judgment Prison are delivered from a certain chef-dominated dungeon world. They are very delicious and nutritionally balanced and can be eaten.]
Xiao Li: "..."
Xiao Li: ? ?
Cold your mother.
He almost broke out foul language, is this information really like a lottery
He won the SSR for the first time, which seems to be the crystallization of a sudden explosion of European energy and a burst of character.
Xiao Li frowned slightly, shook off this halo, and went to touch the next halo.
[Before going to bed, a sentence of old duck soup for the soul, please cherish your time, just like cherish your life.]
Pass.
Xiao Li crossed his face coldly.
…
Next.
[The Judgment Prison is the largest neutral organization in the universe. It is parallel to the abyss of chaos and originated before all things. There are 138,792,232 Judgment Prisons in all universes.]
Slightly useful.
[Hot knowledge, if caught by a ghost, will die.]
roll.
[The God of Beauty is so beautiful, I really want to spend a night with him.]
[That existence is really mysterious, I have never seen him before.]
Don't know, don't understand, don't care.
[Intimate tips that were deliberately put in to play with your mentality: To get out of the adjudication prison by improper means, you must get it done...]
Then there is no more below.
…
In just one hour, Xiao Li really felt the training of his mind from the ups and downs of his emotions to the calm response at the end.
Except for the first and the middle ones, most of them are natural encyclopedias about the entire universe, and also include some gossip among the gods, which is really useless.
At the end of an hour, Xiao Li was ejected from the library and watched the door behind him disappear again, merging with the wall.
He shook his head, stroked his chest, and returned to the passage.
Wang Huai: "This is the source of the copy?! The petri dish of the gods, we are like the microorganisms on it, ha, I didn't expect so many speculations that the real-life version of Truman's world turned out to be real."
Park Hee-soon: "It's a desperate fact."
Zheng Yi: "The God of Beauty is really that beautiful?"
Ye Zeqing: "Do you have any photos?"
Setamon: "..."
The above are the mainstream reactions of the rest of the reincarnators after Xiao Li informed them of what happened in the library.
As if feeling the weirdness of other people's eyes, Zheng Yi scratched his head: "I've been with Sherlock for a long time, and his thoughts have been taken by him."
Xiao Li immediately refused: "I don't bear the blame."
He then answered their questions one by one: "Well, I don't know, no."
Wang Huai teased: "Don't change the subject, you know this trick is useless for me, they have the most partners with you, who else could it be that you infected?"
"By the way, I forgot one more thing. The food in the cafeteria is edible, including meat." Xiao Li added in a surprised tone of "almost forgot".
Others who at first heard his tone and thought there was something important: "..."
Are you saying it wasn't your influence? !
While Xiao Li was talking, his fingertips swept over his brooch, turned on the communicator, and quickly scanned the barrage.
[It was cut off again...]
[I'm still curious about what Sherlock found inside.]
[disappointment.]
Sure enough.
Xiao Li thought to himself that once he left the scope of the Judgment Prison, for example, the ghost viewers watching this kind of live broadcast were not in the Judgment Prison, then the power of the gods could be exerted.
In layman's terms, there was a certain god, maybe two, who hacked his broadcast, and ordinary ghosts couldn't see it just now.
But this is only temporary. I believe that as long as someone in this batch of reincarnators can successfully complete the task and return to reality, then "some unknown god loves the god of beauty", this information will surely become a hot forum thread—
As the price for Purse Udulugoy's attempt to deceive him, Xiao Li would add to the flames, portraying "this unknown god" as the deceitful god of deception, and let him taste the power of rumors.
Will it be blocked
Xiao Li believed that deceptive enemies, such as the Grim Reaper, would be happy to help spread the word.
Seeing that everyone was in a low mood, although Setamon was also surprised and worried about the situation facing reality, he still patted the wall with his hand to attract everyone's attention: "Everyone, don't be sad, our main purpose now is to prison Break!"
"You can put everything else aside."
"Sherlock," she said to Xiao Li, "when you were away, we searched this prison thoroughly again, there is no door, just like the library, it should really only be opened during special times, I think Wang Huai's suggestion is feasible, escape while the newcomers enter."
Wang Huai bent over and covered his stomach, and said weakly, "I'm getting hungry, I really need to hurry up."
Setamon stared at Xiao Li asking for advice, and saw him thoughtfully saying: "The method is good, but there are two uncontrollable factors. First, when will the newcomer come, and second, how to lure the jailer away."
"About the first point," Wang Huai said weakly and weakly, "I used props. From what Lian Susu and Yu You said, a group of newcomers would come in every two days, at least the regularity between them. That's it."
Xiao Li: "In other words, the opportunity is tomorrow."
"Yes, before that, we need to come up with a way to tune the tiger away from the mountain..." Wang Huai's voice faded away, and the interior of the ownerless room fell into silence.
Night falls.
It was almost time to turn off the lights again, Xiao Li didn't sit on the bed, he simply pulled off the sheets as a cushion, bent his long legs, put one hand on his knee, and lowered his head slightly.
The light outside the passage illuminated the entire prison. The next door was very quiet, and there were occasional wheezing sounds, but most of the breaths were weak. It was obvious that Yu You's group was about to be unable to withstand the punishment that increased over time. Just a matter of time.
Quiet is annoying.
Xiao Li maintained this posture and remained motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
"boom."
The sound of fingers tapping on the door sounded.
The voice was very light, a volume that was just right for Xiao Li to hear without disturbing him.
Xiao Li raised his head, facing the door, and found that Shen Mizhi was standing outside.
Xiao Li tilted his head:
Shen Mizhi didn't plan to come in. He pressed his fingertips to the door and wrote stroke by stroke: [Good night.]
It was very close to turning off the lights now, and prison guards would come to patrol at any time. He came out of his room just to say good night to Xiao Li, and it seemed that he was very happy.
Xiao Li looked straight at him, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling, he closed his eyes, got up, and made a mouth shape: "... good night."
Shen Mizhi got a reply and went back satisfied.
Xiao Li did not sit back, even though the weight on his back had already made him feel uncomfortable, but he still sat up straight, looking at the door that didn't leave any traces at all, as if he had seen the sinking earlier today. Mirage's defense.
Just like thousands of times in the past, Shen Mizhi didn't move, he looked at Xiao Li, his eyes were gentle, even across the broadcast room, he could see the love that couldn't be concealed.
Shen Mizhi said, "I fell in love with someone."
He stopped here for a long time, as if he didn't know what to say next. After a long time, he rolled his eyes and continued: "I want that person."
"I'm greedy and keep thinking, I want everything from him and make him totally mine."
The young man is not suitable for such an occasion. The dim light shines on half of his face. The young man has deep brows and a light smile in his pale eyes. He added softly: "Everything about him, I want everything. ."
"I plead guilty."
He willingly pleaded guilty.
Recalling this, Xiao Li suddenly closed his eyes.
He didn't know how to describe this feeling, his emotions were surging and he wouldn't let him go.
Just like a long time ago, on the night when Xiao Li’s mother died, the doctor notified him that he was critically ill, and he waited in the corridor alone; it was like Xiao Yuzheng appeared in the corridor of the intensive care unit and mercilessly said to take him away ; just like at that time Xiao Yuzheng rushed to attend a banquet of a certain high-ranking official with Xu Mei, the driver of Xiao's family was waiting downstairs in Laopo Community, he returned to the house he rented with his mother, and moved to Xiao alone. home luggage.
Xiao Li didn't tidy up that night. He just sat on the sofa, staring at the darkened roof in a daze, without thinking about anything else.
When he was a child, he thought many times about how he would treat his mother when he grew up, maybe try to earn money to buy a big house and move into a new community, but it turned out that he couldn't catch anything.
That night was the closest he had been to an emotional breakdown in so many years.
Xiao Li raised his hand and pressed his eye socket, his fingers trembled slightly, he took off the brooch, put it on the bedside, bent his arm, and buried his head in it.
He can feel it.
… he was about to fall.