MTL - Survivorship Bias-Chapter 121 incarnation of god

The two wolves spread out on the field to chat about tactics, but the good guys are bound by the rules and can't speak. They can only watch them decide whether to live or die.

After Shen Ti finished speaking, she simply reported to Meghan that she had been tested from the first night, "My first night was Matsuura, I was a gargoyle on the first night, I must be looking for it. My teammates went to check it out, so I observed them all when you were drawing cards, and Matsuura's expression was very solemn. It wasn't a grandson card like a prophet who could only ask his grandfather to tell his grandmother, but he was a wolf. I touched it at night, and I really found it. teammates.

This kid also cheats medicine by himself, and he is very powerful. He is not an ordinary person who dares to kill himself in such a game that really kills people. So I got up yesterday and stomped on him after playing the two sides. I wanted to be a high-ranking man, but there was a grave guard, so he had to leave the next day. "

He smiled, "The next day I listened to the speech and went to test this No. 11. He doesn't sound like a hunter, but rather like a wolf. I'm running towards the gravekeeper. I went for the test, I was always worried that this Zhou Yijue was either a grave keeper or a sixth sense, so I checked No. 11, and he felt to me a lot like the grave keeper of the Wolves, for fear of being killed. You said it was a coincidence that he was a hunter, but it was also reasonable. The hunter saw the tomb keeper jumped, and he was the only one left, so he had to hide."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ti looked at Megan, "This No. 11 will probably get up and dance a gargoyle for you in a while and tell you not to kill him, I can make it clear to you, on the field You are a clear wolf, I have jumped out now, the hunter has been detected by me, the situation is very clear, so I said at the beginning to vote for you, and then I think about it, it is OK to vote for me, this game is a win for us I don't need to talk nonsense any more, I can't blow myself up, if I could, I would have exploded already."

Shen Ti turned his head and continued, "I am more worried about the second task of this dungeon, which may be related to the festival outside, saying that it is to liberate those city residents, but since we If you can win the first target, you should be able to survive. Just vote for me, you don't explode, it doesn't make much sense to explode at this time."

In a casual tone, he said to Meghan: "The prophet is dead, the witch is dead, the tomb keeper... If Zhou Yijue is not the tomb keeper, let me think about it..."

Shen Ti frowned and thought for a while, "That can only be No. 1." No. 1 doesn't look like a priest, but he may be a hidden tomb keeper."

"Forget it," Shen Ti said to Megan, "I don't think so, Zhou Yijue got up and reported that Andrew was a good person, and brought the whole situation right. Not so much, he must be afraid that the tomb keeper will beat him to be a wolf if he wears the clothes of the tomb keeper, because only the wolf and the tomb keeper clearly know whether the person who died during the day is a good person or a bad person, Zhou Yijue should be the tomb keeper."

"Don't say it, don't be taken away again, that No. 11 is the hunter, you can kill 11 at night after me, pass."

Shen Ti ended his speech.

Obviously, he showed his cards, and the weird feeling from the first round speech was explained.

It was Wu You's turn.

An Wu Jiu looked at Wu You, feeling that he was still in shock at the moment, unable to say anything for a while.

After more than ten seconds, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "What else is there to say?" He didn't even look at Shen Ti, "The good man is at a great disadvantage now, kill him The hunter is gone. I'm gone."

The right to speak came to Noah No. 9.

She turned her face innocently and looked at Shen Ti and then at Yang Ce.

"If the tomb keeper isn't brother Zhou Yijue, isn't the good guy still losing?" She thought for a while, "Because the tomb keeper can't prove himself, if he really isn't, then the tomb keeper In the presence of the hunter, today we will sacrifice a wolf, and we will die at night, and there will be a **** and a wolf after we get up, and it is a bright wolf, so we can sacrifice directly."

"But if the grave keeper is him..." Noah sighed softly, "That might be a loss."

"I can't say too much." Noah looked at Yang Ce, "I'll go over first."

It is the turn of the new focus on the field, No. 11 Yang Ce.

He was somewhat unhappy when Shen Ti identified his identity, but he was still calm, and he was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I'm not a hunter." He said solemnly, "I'm just a civilian, in fact you pushed me, or the werewolf killed me tonight, I can't shoot. Is this No. 7? Gargoyle doesn't need to think about it, since he wants to die so much, let him die in the daytime and die in front of everyone."

Yang Ce turned to Meghan and said, "Do you think I speak like a hunter? If I am really a hunter, I will definitely let myself out this round and take you away. Tomb keeper, I don't think Zhou Yijue is the tomb keeper. It's over."

It was the turn of the middle priest to speak.

An Wujiu paused, frowning gradually, "Actually, our only hope now is that the grave keeper is still there, no one else knows, but I can see my own trump card, it is a An ordinary civilian card, I think if the true prophet heard that I had an identity, he would not dare to give me the divine staff."

"If the tomb keeper is still there and there is a hunter, that's actually enough. Shen Ti jumping out at this time is nothing more than a gamble that the tomb keeper is not present."

An Wujiu frowned, "Shen Ti has always been a person who doesn't care much about his life, so what he did this time is actually in line with his character."

"It's just that I'm very sad," An Wujiu lowered his eyes, "I've actually been holding on to luck, thinking that I can be in the same camp with him, I didn't expect such a situation." He As he spoke, he looked at Shen Ti, and there were complex emotions in those black and white eyes.

“But the affair is the affair.” An Wujiu’s eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched relentlessly, “He wants to die, but I want to win.”

This sentence raised the hearts of all present.

The relationship between the two is not a secret at all.

But in the altar, where is the truth.

An Wujiu paused, "If the hunter really died tonight, I hope to shoot the last wolf tomorrow. If the tomb keeper is still there, then this round we can still Win the bet."

“Actually Shen Ti,” An Wujiu looked at him, “I am a gambler just like you, but you like gambling mentality, I like to gamble on human nature. Bed, for the sake of pleasing me, I have a piece of advice for you."

Shen Ti showed a charming smile and raised his eyebrows to show acceptance.

"People often lose not to their opponents, but to their own arrogance, and to the heart that is about to win everything."

"I passed." An Wujiu smiled, "I will vote for No. 7."

Megan watched him return the vote, thought for a moment, looked down at the projection of the surviving player, and clicked Shen Ti.

"Voting closed."

Sacred Voice announces the results.

"Player No. 11 votes for himself, and all the other players vote for player No. 7. Player No. 7 Shen Ti is out, please leave your last words."

Shen Ti laughed directly, squatted down with laughter, and then simply sat down against the wall, "Prepare for myself first, don't faint on the ground for a while, no one will collect the body for me at that time. ."

When he said this, he stared directly at An Wujiu and sighed, "I lied to you, I lied to you, but it's not the first time, don't be angry And you can't die, you can be an NPC at most, maybe we can be divided into the same game, and the altar does not stipulate that players and NPCs can't get together."

& nbsp; Why are you so afraid of being killed? As long as you are a citizen, I say that you are a hunter who asks her to kill you, so you should accept it. Oh, uncle, don’t be so bitter and hateful, willing to admit defeat is the basic ethics of playing games. "

"I won't say more," he leaned against the wall and explained to Meghan, "You've worked hard too, you can't hide it, you'll be free by killing the hunter tonight."

Finally, Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu and tilted his head at him.

"Goodbye, Ann."

"The last words have been published."

The moment the holy sound appeared, Shen Ti closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, leaning against the wall and fell into a coma.

"Please prepare other players, and sacrifice players on the top of the mountain at dusk."

, the lines form a shape resembling a seven-pointed star.

"Now, please stay here and pray for the high priest according to the prompts. Please ensure the safety of the high priest. His life and death will affect whether each of you survives. The festival is currently going on smoothly. , After the missionary ceremony, the sarcophagus will appear, and you can leave here to complete today's evening sacrifice. After the ceremony, everything will be settled. "

After the holy voice explained all this, it disappeared and never appeared again.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward, after all, there is a bright werewolf among the remaining people, and no one can live with him peacefully, not even the wolf.

"I know you are uncomfortable right now." Meghan finally said, "But now this is also the mission of the altar, I am afraid it is related to the second goal mentioned at the beginning, you guys If you can't kill me now, you might as well do the mission together."

What she said did not make sense, Nan Shan also said: "Yes, let's see how to pray first."

He opened his mouth, and Wu You also compromised. He looked at the projection, "It seems that redstone powder is needed to draw lines and then write in blood."

"Is this the redstone powder?" Noah saw the cloth bag on the bottom of a shelf in the corner, showing some red, she walked over and opened it, and the inside was really dark red of powder.

Wu You brought the redstone powder from the past and planned to try it.

"And turkey hearts and dried corn leaves."

"It seems that there are these, and the things you need are ready-made."

Everyone was preparing to pray for blessings, only An Wujiu stood there calmly, his eyes were always looking at the frozen glass window.

Nan Shan noticed him, "Do you think something is not right?"

An Wujiu was still looking out, even though all he could see were the low houses in the city.

"Did you hear anything?"

Nan Shan listened carefully, but his hearing was not as sensitive as An Wu Jiao, so he just shook his head, "What sound?"

"The sound of the chains rubbing." An Wujiu said softly.

After he finished speaking, he turned his face, looked at the projection behind Nan Shan, and finally retracted his gaze.

"I'm leaving here." He said to Nanshan.

These words were not loud, but Wu You heard them, he walked over and grabbed An Wujiu's arm, "You can't go, the Holy Voice said just now, we must stay Here we wait for the sacrifice to begin."

An Wujiu told him in a low voice, “He didn’t say that if he left, he would definitely die.”

"What, what do you mean?" Wu You didn't understand.

Megan also heard it, her hand was cut by the sharp edge of the corn leaf when she was holding the corn leaf, she was about to draw those symbols on the ground, and when she heard his words, she also turned around, " You can't leave, and you can't miss any of the seven people, otherwise prayers will fail."

"I didn't say I had to live." An Wujiu pointed at Shen Ti, "You can put him in one of the positions to replace me."

"It's getting dark soon, I don't have time to explain to you." After that, he turned his head and planned to leave, and told Nan Shan and Wu You, "You don't have to come with me."

An Wujiu opened the door of the room on the second floor, disregarding the obstruction of other players behind him, went down the spiral staircase, and left the tower alone.

An Wujiu quickened his pace and came to the "red house with red roof" described by the preacher. There were many fallen tree trunks at the door of the house, all covered with snow.

The door of the red house was tightly closed, An Wu Jiu stretched out his hand and pushed it open at once.

An Wujiu picked up one of them, the blank part above gradually showed a figure, and the content inside was exactly the same as the process of their sacrifice at dusk!

The priests dug up the heart of the sacrificed person, and the eagle took it away and devoured it.

He crumpled the bark paper in his hand and looked at the whole house, and found that the legendary elder was not there.

Finally, An Wujiu returned to where he started, and his eyes fell on the burning oil lamp on the stone table.

Wu You in the tower was not at ease, he wanted to find An Wujiu, but was stopped by Nanshan.

"Since Wu Gui said that we don't need it, let's stay here for now. Now with Shen Ti, we can barely count as seven people. Once you leave, you will become the target of public criticism."

Wu You was helpless and could only stay where he was, but he was not at ease and looked out the window from time to time until he suddenly saw the fire.

"What is that..."

The townspeople who collected bark and handed it over to the elders came to the red house, but what they saw was a huge fire.

"It's on fire!"

He saw the back of An Wujiu leaving, and ran away quickly, towards the festival where the guards and other city residents gathered.

"There was a priest, he was crazy! He burned all the texts!"

The guards at the festival also saw the fire and immediately chased An Wujiu.

An Wujiu put on a cape at this time, and had already mixed into all the townspeople participating in the festival.

He raised his head and looked at the high steps leading to the temple. Everything that happened here was as he thought.

An Wujiu has long suspected this place and the faith of this city. Even if it was because of traitors among the priests that they needed to be executed, the method of sacrifice was too cruel.

"The chief will bring back the food" in the mouth of Yasia's husband, the shackles of the woman in the snow for help, the legend of the self-sacrifice of the **** of rebirth, the fanatical city people, the warlike people, the piles Pieces of piles all point clues to the same fact.

The real "food" is these offerings of the same kind.

The so-called blessing rituals of the Holy Voice are all misguided, trying to trap them all in place. The reason why they were not allowed to participate in the content of the following rituals was because they did not want them to see the rituals of these human sacrifices.

Holy Voice specially pointed out that the missionary ceremony will begin after the festival ends successfully, and it also pointed out the content of this festival before, and the arrogance of the players is as always.

An Wu Jiao was most convinced by his last sentence - after the ceremony, everything will be settled.

It seems that the festival is over, all the human sacrifices die, and the way to achieve the second goal of this game will be blocked.

The second goal said, to liberate all the citizens of the water city, and return to freedom and peace, the fundamental is to destroy this deeply ingrained religious belief.

He looked at the happy and enthusiastic expressions on those people's faces, their reverence and worship for their faith.

It is impossible to destroy, and the fire can only burn the recorded words.

It's better to replace it.

The dead are displayed on the snow-covered stone steps like a piece of exhibition. And the leader who carried out all this, was receiving the love of everyone at this moment, opened his blood-stained arms, stepped down from the steps step by step, and came to the city people.

The townspeople automatically made way for him, so that the leader could penetrate into them and convey the will of God.

"The Battle of the Flower Crown has been won! The sun **** bless us! Stop the snow!"

An Wujiu lowered his head slightly, he saw many city residents holding stone knives in their hands, calling out the leader's name.

"All sacrifices, their souls will be with the sun and rain gods, and the flesh will be dedicated to us, this is the supreme glory!"

At this moment, An Wujiu twisted the hand of the person beside him and took away his stone knife.

The leader announced loudly and enthusiastically, holding up the stone axe that killed countless people, "The sun will rise tomorrow, and the earth will return..."

Everyone also shouted, but the next scene left them all stunned.

Blood splashed out and fell on their faces, blurring their eyes.

In the shadow of blood, the leader covered his throat and fell heavily to the ground, while An Wujiu who cut his throat took off his cape and hat, revealing his beautiful pale face.

The townspeople were shocked, some were stunned, and some screamed.

An Wu Jiu's face was cold, calm and mad, "Just a human leader."

He took off his cloak, rolled up the cuffs of his robe, exposed his smooth and snow-white arms, picked up the stone axe on the ground, turned around, and said to the townspeople gathered around, " Look good."

The next second, he held the stone axe in his right hand and slashed his left arm fiercely, without even frowning.

Everyone was stunned, took a step back, and some even fell to the ground.

An Wujiu just hooked the corners of his mouth and showed them his wounds. He raised his arm, letting the snow and day shine on the silver bones beneath the flesh.

"See? My body and bones are indestructible."

Blood drop by drop, falling on the white snow.

An Wujiu dropped the stone axe and smiled, "I am the incarnation of the sun god."