Chapter 198: Crazy circus (1/2)
Play a game?
A trace of interest flashed in the devil's eyes, and it was rare that he had some inversion of his lines being snatched away.
Because he always invited magicians to play games. Whether it’s the first middle school copy, the Halloween copy or the masquerade party, both of them have used this as a stage and played games or gambling with different content.
However, this time, it turned out that the magician was the first to request the game.
I have to say that he really knows how to arouse interest in No.1. With just these few words, the devil swept away the lack of interest, and the golden eyes suddenly lit up, revealing an eagerness to try.
”How to play?”
Got the bait.
Zong Jiu said in his heart, but his face remained calm, ”Since you have secrets, I also have secrets. We are both interested in each other’s secrets, so it’s better to see each other frankly. Straightforward.”
”You ask, and then I answer. I ask a question, and you answer it. Regardless of what the questioner asks, the respondent must answer it in detail without excuse. How?”
”Of course, since it is a game, both parties have the right to lie. But if the lie is discovered by the other party, then they have to bear the corresponding consequences.”
In fact, this rule is more beneficial to Zong Jiu.
no.1 Although madness goes mad, there is still a little bit good, he never bothered to lie.
When they were still tit-for-tat rivals before, even if the two people attacked each other again and again, the devil did not deceive Zong Jiu on the information aspect, but instead came together again and again to send him a lot of information for free.
Instead, it was Zong Jiu.
The job of a magician is to deceive the eyes of the audience, and occasionally use words to guide others' attention. Therefore, this kind of thing like fooling people is simply familiar to him, and he is so proficient that he can't be more proficient.
Obviously, what Zong Jiu can understand is naturally not hidden from the devil.
The man squinted dangerously.
The magician lay on the **** bed with one hand lazily propped his head, with long white hair spreading on the surface of the sheets, and there are traces of water mist all over his body, which is very visual impact.
His eyebrows became deeper and deeper under the water vapor, and he was staring at him with a full smile. The bathrobe was loose and wide open, revealing a pale chest.
Thinking of the evaluations that the copy NPCs gave to the magician at the auction, the devil felt quite pertinent.
A beautiful kitten. Although fierce, it often gives people some unexpected surprises.
The main thing is that you never know where this cat will go next.
For example, like now, racking my brains to lure the prey to the bait, trying to fool with words.
The man let out a sigh of laughter, his fingertips shaking happily.
He would never know that no matter how he deliberately pretended to be nonchalant, the cunning flowing in those pale pink pupils would always be exposed in the eyes of the devil.
So cute.
How could the devil refuse such a cute kitty when it came to the door?
”of course.”
The shadow played with the young man's white hair, rubbing his fingers in the gap between the ends of the hair, and slipping from the slender fingers.
He agreed.
Zong Jiu pretended to shirk, ”Since I proposed the game first, the dealer should be courteous, so you can ask first.”
”Oh?”
The devil raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised, and his gaze stayed on the young man's neck that looked like mutton jade. ”Since your Excellency the Magician said so, then I have to respectfully follow my fate.”
”You are not a person in the real world, nor are you any npc in any Super S Grade dungeon...”
The man lengthened his voice slowly, as if asking an inconsequential question, ”So, where are you from?”
Here comes boy, the first question is so sharp.
This question is not easy to answer, and it is not easy to fool. Because Zong Jiu didn't know how much the devil knew about this.
The little devil once stated his guess in affirmative sentences. Before that, no.1 had guessed that he was an NPC of the Super S-Rank as early as the copy of No.1 Middle School.
Zong Jiu paused and decided to be vague.
”Yes, I am not a person in the real world, nor an NPC from a Super S-class copy. But I also don't know what definition of my original world is in the mouths of you and the main system. Maybe it is a different world?”
This sentence is correct.
Because he really wears books.
In the real world where Zong Jiu lived, various cross-traveling themes were commonplace, and the book-wearing was also popular for a while.
As a web essay enthusiast who occasionally reads web articles, Zong Jiu knows well that he has entered the book ”Thriller Trainee”. As for why the world in this book is so real, the magician has also made corresponding guesses.
Maybe it's the dimension.
The dimension he is in before he wears the book is higher than this world, so what happens in this world is just a book in his world.
But these are just speculations, Zong Jiu will not say it, but will stop.
”It's me.”
Seeing that the other party didn't raise any questions, Zong Jiu quickly brought this topic up.
His question is the key to his proposal of this game.
Of course, in order not to expose his true intentions so quickly, Zong Jiu decided to follow the lead.