Chapter 1012 Narrow Road
To put it another way, 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 habit I have developed over the past six months is not easy, and it has been more than half a year of "playing games for 24 hours a day". Based on the average human sleep duration of about eight hours, including the extra time, it is 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. , it is possible to be pushed out of the current role by 'oneself' at any time for 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. .
Anyone who can persist in playing for such a long time without giving up will basically come up with a way to conceal their identity when they are likely to be disconnected every minute. After all, although there are a lot of players in this game, 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 ability to protect himself anytime and anywhere. The technique of showing off one's flaws, and this technique is precisely the optimal solution to crack Futaba's 'game within a game within a game'.
Of course, even though he is not aware of the other party's plan, it is impossible for Mo Tan under his current personality to easily let himself be passive. In fact, as Futaba had considered before, he carefully planned For several months, 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 next period of time, most of the activities will be centered on Diana, so that it will be almost difficult for Motan to escape from Futaba's monitoring range. Although Mo Tan will inevitably fall into partial passivity, from an overall perspective, the general direction The initiative is still firmly in his hands and cannot be shaken.
For Mo Tan, this is a zero-error-tolerance game that requires the slightest flaw to be revealed, and it 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 bombed to death on this road walking side by side with Futaba, or Futaba will be here The end of the road was torn into pieces by the spider webs that suddenly closed. There was 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, it’s quite interesting no matter how you think of it~]
And the girl’s lowered eyes were filled with joy and madness that almost overflowed from the corners of her eyes, flowing like a flame. Burning joy.
……
A moment later
Game time AM05:58
"Uh-huh..."
Having thrown away the fork, Futaba suddenly pinched his neck and took out a bottle of 9° sauce flavor from his bag. He directly drank half the bottle of mana potion, and after breathing for a while, he struggled to raise his head and look at the astonished Diana. With an even more stunned and shocked expression than the latter, he said loudly: "Dai Anna! Are you sure your best friend and my good mentor told you to 'conquer a man's stomach' when he wrote to you, not to kill it?"
Diana shrank her neck subconsciously, cautiously? He patted Futaba's back and asked timidly: "Is it not 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, there’s no need to go to such trouble! Even if you want to play the trick of poisoning, you don't want to make me die together with him! I don't want to die with him!"
No matter how slow Diana is now, I also realized that I made four dishes and one soup. It's not just that she doesn't agree with Futaba, but there are some fundamental problems that are not optimistic...
"Frank!"
In view of Futaba's spirit Although the condition is slightly broken, it looks like There was nothing serious, so Diana immediately turned to look at the main target of her 'Love Breakfast' this time, and exclaimed in a panic: "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 immediately stunned, then tilted her head cutely, and looked to the side again. The half-dead Futaba asked curiously: "So...is it really still not to your liking?"
"I've already said that it's not a matter of whether this special cat is to your liking! This thing is for a normal person. My stomach can’t even accept it!”
Futaba knocked on the table hard, then her expression changed, and she suddenly summoned an elemental hand out of thin air and grabbed another piece of toast in front of Mo Tan. In front of him, he asked suspiciously: "Wait a minute, Diana, are you using my share for experiments, and then giving the finished product to Frank to eat?"
"I didn't."< br>
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 mouth and let out an 'ah woo' She bit into the bread she just snatched from Mo Tan.
Then she fell down from the chair without saying any more nonsense, and in the next second she cursed a long list of curse words at Mo Tan with tears in her eyes.
“Too exaggerated~”
Mo Tan smiled in a gentlemanly manner, then left the 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 said angrily: "Get out!"
"What the hell..."
Diana sighed, and then He picked up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth.
The next second, she spit out the soup driven by instinct.
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 forcibly 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, without harming anyone. Under such circumstances, all the "love breakfasts" on the table were wiped out, and not even a bit of garbage was left.
In the fifth second, a flushed Diana rushed to Mo Tan with a gust of fragrance, bit her lower lip and glared at the latter, saying 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 was indeed quite bad. Whether it was the use of elements for ripening or the mastery of the proportions of various seasonings, it was very regrettable, so' The definition of "unpalatable" is definitely not out of the question.
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. Half a point.
As for Mo Tan's comment that "I thought it was pretty good", we can't say there is anything wrong with it. After all, although his taste system has not experienced a devastating blow, he has experienced "pigeon-style cuisine" 'A man, 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 (and no courage) to make breakfast again, wisely asked the waiter to bring some breakfast. The three of them started again, and it took about ten minutes to fill it up. stomach.
Of course, in fact, only Diana is the only one who really needs to eat. As for the two players Motan and Futaba, they basically satisfy their taste buds. They only feel hungry when they feel hungry in reality, and It’s still the kind that even eating like crazy in the game is useless.
"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 to you. Remember to pay attention to safety when you go out. Oh, by the way, Frank, you have money..."
"Yes. Bring. ”
Ink Tan Ku Smiling, he interrupted Diana's action of taking out her wallet, and secretly cast a look of help at Futaba, who was standing next to her with her arms folded: "I plan to go to the library to kill time later, don't worry, I will take care of myself. "
Diana stared at Mo Tan and emphasized seriously: "You really! Really! You really have to pay attention to your safety!"
"Let's go. It’s less cheesy.”
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?”
"It's really true, 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 tea cup in his hand and stood up suddenly——
Then he spent about twenty minutes carefully tidying up the entire suite, especially Diana. Those lying around in the main hall After saluting, he carried everything to the master bedroom. The divination board was placed on the table, the star map was posted on the wall, the aromatherapy was placed beside the pillow, and the underwear was neatly folded and placed in the small closet by him. He was as skilled as a businessman. A housewife with at least twenty years of working experience.
After doing this, he strolled away from [Stars]. Based on the topographic map he had obtained from the front desk, he muttered meaningless words such as [left, right, left, right], and headed straight to the not far away place. I walked to a library that belonged to 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 when passing by Mo Tan.
……
“The locations of target D and target S are both the branches of the Mages Guild in the Outer Ring District.”
A student from a mage academy squatting on the roadside reading a book in Mo Tan smiled as he walked past him.
...
"Mr. Thief and Miss Bat have been operating near Stronghold A without being discovered."
The elf young man wearing the standard windbreaker of the Academy City Law Enforcement Team was flipping through the ink. Mo Tan took Tan's 'identity 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.
"There is currently no one in the alley behind me."
The elf youth turned sideways and whispered at a very low volume: "In one minute, all surveillance methods here will be disabled for about three seconds."
"Thank you."
Mo Tan waved his hand without looking back and turned into the depths of the alley.
……
Ten minutes later
Game time AM06:47
[Your spiritual connection has been detected and personal information is being synchronized...]
[Connection completed, character information is being read]
[ Welcome back, the absolutely neutral Black Brahma, who is about to enter the realm of innocence. I wish you a good night. 】
Chapter 1005: The End
(End of this chapter)