Quadruple split.

Chapter 4 The Chaotic Neutral Tan Mo

Most personality splits occur without warning, but after years of conscious training, Mo Tan has been able to buy himself about five minutes of buffer time, which should not be underestimated. Five minutes were also the innumerable crucial five minutes that prevented him from being sent to a mental hospital.

During this period of time, he will have two personalities at the same time for a very short time, and the one who is about to show will suppress his obviously strange personality and emotions for the first time, and make a smooth transition...

After all, no matter what kind of personality is actually Mo Tan himself, they share the same memory, identity and wisdom. Although they have different personalities, they are not completely different people who are forced into the same body.

Strictly speaking, there are four.

The first type of personality was created by Mo Tan in the later period. He has a relatively moderate and gentle personality. He has the same hobbies and hobbies as his peers. That absolutely neutral black Brahma.

The second type of personality has a personality in which his thoughts stray in countless channels. Unlike the former, everything he does has no purpose. If he has to say what he wants, it is only the inexplicable words in his mouth. There is joy and satisfaction. If born in a different era, this kind of person is either a debauched prodigal son playing in the world, or a crazy and crazy terrorist or revolutionary.

The third kind of personality is not easy to say. It’s really not worth talking about the Virgin Mary, and Mo Tan is a man. If you talk about the Holy Father, there is also suspicion of infringement. In short, he is a moral model in various senses. Don't talk about it, if Mo Tan can always maintain this personality, and relying on his IQ, he can go to the evil capitalist country to run for the president of the Supreme Court with a green card. It is not a big problem to eliminate evil paladins, but one point must be emphasized. Integrity does not mean stupidity. Justice with wisdom as the backing will not only not be used, but it can often make the filth in various dark corners more unavoidable. shape.

As for the last one...

No one wants to recall, that is the personality that was sealed by Mo Tan himself at the very beginning. It may indeed exist, but it is the most unnecessary one, no matter what kind of character Mo Tan has in this regard. Absolute consensus.

Closer to home...

It's not that Mo Tan hasn't played mental simulation games before, but it's just because his spirit will fluctuate violently when his personality changes. Even if there is a five-minute buffer time, he will still be forcibly disconnected after that, and This time, whether it was the beginning or the end, he didn't guess.

There's nothing wrong with disconnecting, but it's a momentary disconnect without buffering.

There is nothing wrong with logging in again, but he was prompted by the system to redo the character creation process...

"Hahaha~! This is so funny!" Mo Tan, who stood on the stone platform for the second time and looked around at the emptiness around him, was stunned for a while, and then he started laughing loudly: "Although this game didn't let me find anything 'Real me', but it's surprisingly funny!!"

As if seeing a sense of sight, nine gates fell from the sky.

This time, Mo Tan did not hesitate at all, and walked directly to the door that he had tried before, with the word [Chaos Neutral] written on it, and chuckled, "Open it."

Boom! !

As if he had been looking forward to it for a long time, the door trembled and opened, and the door that opened quickly seemed to welcome him in.

"Or the real 'I'..." Mo Tan whispered, "Can you explain it directly with the words [Chaos Neutrality]?"

He shook his neck and walked through the door as if he couldn't wait.

The sound of the system is still from darkness...

[Your faction is - chaotic neutral, this position is irreversible, start to calculate your initial talent, race, ability]

"A complete individualist, avoiding authority, hating restrictions, challenging tradition..." Mo Tan softly read the definition of "chaotic neutrality" in the DND rules in his impression: "Is it 'true chaos'..."

【After the calculation, your initial character information is: 】

Race: Half-elf
Sex: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Talents: Chaos (extreme emotions will give you extra damage and success rate), Cunning (Cunning School level +3), Sophistry (making it easier for others to believe you)
Basic attributes: Strength 4, Dexterity 8, Wisdom 9, Constitution 4
Civilization Attributes: Eloquence 8, Charisma 8, Knowledge 8, Leadership 5
Combat Attribute: Cunning School Level 3

"Tsk tsk, it's all me, so the gap is really not that big." Mo Tan didn't mean to make any grievances to himself at this moment, and he didn't know why he was so happy.

【Please name your character】

"Tan Mo, you don't need to confirm it again. If you write it wrong, you will write it wrong~" Mo Tan said casually with a smile. In fact, he just wanted to confirm the IQ of the system, but he didn't care about the name at all.

【Do you want to adjust the appearance? 】

A slender man with most of the characteristics of human beings, only with emerald green hair and eyes, appeared in front of Mo Tan, and he still looked exactly like him.

"I really haven't confirmed the name again, smart~" Mo Tan praised, and then said: "I don't need to change it, just dye my hair back to black."

The slender green hair of the half-elf model in front of him immediately turned black, and Mo Tan was satisfied this time.

[The characters are created, Tan Mo, who is chaotic and neutral, welcome to the place of innocence]

The control of the body was restored, and it felt familiar, but this time, both the surrounding environment and Mo Tan's own mentality were completely different.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in an ordinary town street. There were not many people coming and going, most of them were cultivators with hoes or hunters in rudimentary equipment. The races were very diverse, dwarves, halflings, There are trolls, lizardmen and other people that Motan knows or doesn't know, but they seem to be harmonious.

"Tsk tsk, compared to the reality that even a different skin color can be a reason to attack, this is really a pure and simple world~" Mo Tan whispered to himself while strolling slowly: "Although it seems that there will be soon Trouble arises..."

The reason for saying this is because he saw the guidance task given by the system.

[——Prevent the necromancer Medy from causing the ossification plague in Maple Sugar Town]

It doesn't look like a normal novice guide task at all...

But Mo Tan didn't care, instead he was a little happy~
"Hey! Dude!" He suddenly greeted a human man who was leaning over to pick some kind of red vegetables, and asked with a smile, "Can I take your time?"

The other party glanced at Mo Tan with some doubts: "May I ask who you are?"

"A bard, from far away." Mo Tan babbled quite naturally, and then his tone suddenly became a little low: "Of course, before I started wandering, I also had a stable place to live, the one called The warm part of home...until...oh, Ellie, why is it you..."

He sighed faintly, stopped, and then apologetically smiled at the middle-aged man who was obviously confused: "Sorry, I always think of those things inadvertently..."

"No, buddy, it's me who should say sorry." The other party sighed with a 'uncle also has a past' expression: "So, what can I do for you?"

Mo Tan said in a low voice, "I heard that we have a mage in Maple Sugar Town. If possible, I would like to have a chat with him. After all, when poets also run out of inspiration, children will always get tired of listening to the stories of giant dragons and knights. ,so……"

"Mage?" The middle-aged man frowned and hesitated: "Our Maple Sugar Town?"

"That's what I heard." Mo Tan didn't change his face.

Maybe it's because his Yan Yi is too rich and his acting skills are too superb, or it may be because of his initial charm as high as 8 points. While thinking about it, he muttered: "I really don't remember that there is a mage in the town..."

"Oh right!" Mo Tan slapped his forehead: "I remember his name is...Meddy?"

"Mr. Meddy?" The man whispered: "He lives outside the town. He is a gentle old man. He occasionally comes here to buy some necessities. He... is he a mage?"

Mo Tan blinked: "Where does he live?"

"The two-story wooden house on the east side of the town, he... eh? Where is the person?" The uncle just handed out two copper plates to the shop owner, and when he looked back, the young man with the story just now had disappeared.

……

Medie Levine was sketching something with a quill on a crumpled piece of parchment with a focused and serious expression. Two minutes later, the relieved old man stretched, then turned around and smiled. :"sorry to keep you waiting."

Mo Tan, who had been standing by the door for a long time, shook his head: "I haven't been here for a long time, and it's not boring to see you busy with these futile efforts."

"Useless work?" Medit sneered: "Do you think I'm copying notes? Young man."

Mo Tan walked into the house without defense, stood in front of Medie, stretched out a forefinger and shook it: "Because you haven't heard of the deduction method, so I don't bother to explain too much. From certain features on you and the display in the house, I know that your wife died of illness a few years ago, and I had previously judged that there was nothing underground by walking around the decorative tombstone in your backyard twice. superior……"

"Add what?" Medie's eyes grew cold, and she seemed to caress the ring casually.

"Plus the breath of death I felt before I stepped into the room." Mo Tan went around Meddy and sat on his chair, cocked his legs and said, "It's enough to prove that you are preparing for a foolish idiot. Resurrection Ceremony."

Only this one, he lied, with the strength of Mo Tan at this moment, he can't even feel a fart, the so-called 'death breath' is completely made up by the guiding task.

But Medy doesn't know...

It was the first time someone had revealed his identity in person since he was transferred to a necromancer in the third month after his beloved wife died of illness seven years ago!

【Meddie Levine】

Race: Human (NPC)

Sex: Male
Level: Bonemaster level 9, Cleric level 11

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Attributes: Strength 10, Dexterity 3, Wisdom 41, Constitution 15
Combat Attributes: Undead Learning Level 7, Holy Light School Level 15, Arcane School Level 10

Skills: Flesh Perception, Skeletal Fragmentation, Bone Spear, Bone Shield, Curse of Pain, Summoning Undead, Insight, Strong Arcane Light, Purification (cannot be used), Bright Light (cannot be used), Blessing of Wisdom (cannot be used).

The reason why I switched to the perspective of God to show you the attribute information of Medie mainly has the following purposes.

First of all, as long as Medie is willing, he can completely destroy Motan in minutes.

Secondly, with his undead knowledge of only level 7, it is a complete nonsense to want to bring back people who have been dead for many years.

And in the end I want to say that in a given situation, the data is not the only criterion for the results...

"Give me a reason not to kill you, young man." Medit said softly, staring at Motan's emerald green eyes, the ring on his left middle finger was flickering slightly, and the enchantment that had been around the hut for many years had been unfolded, preventing ink Tan took the opportunity to escape the possibility.

However, the latter didn't even think about running away, and instead suddenly burst out laughing!

"Ha! Hahahaha~!" Mo Tan, who was originally calm and calm, suddenly covered his cheeks exaggeratedly, and pointed at Meddy with a trembling hand, laughing breathlessly: "Ha, you... You've...hahahaha...asked the stupidest question, and it's so disappointing, seriously Meddy, you're so disappointing!"

Medie looked at him coldly, grasping the thin right hand out of thin air, and a pale bone spear appeared in an instant, locking Mo Tan's heart, and said solemnly: "What do you think I should ask?"

The reason why he didn't kill Mo Tan immediately was because the [Flesh Perception] and [Insight Technique] that he had quietly launched on him when the latter first entered the room did not give any strange feedback at all, which proved that the other party was either fearless, Either he was a complete lunatic, so out of fear, Medie did not take action immediately, but continued to test.

"I think you should ask me, apart from those clumsy and useless efforts, is there any way to really bring your wife back to life..." Mo Tan shook his head and said, with a look of hatred for iron but not steel: "Or maybe you will Be smarter and ask me directly to resurrect her."

The demeanor is comfortable and natural, the tone is calm, the heart rate is normal, the muscles are relaxed, the smile is calm, and the eyes are fixed.

The same is true of the results of insight and perception feedback to Medie. The person in front of him is not lying, he is just stating a fact, a fact that gradually sinks his fiery heart...

"Please don't make such an expression~" Mo Tan shook his head and said, "The bond between the soul and the body is extremely complicated, and there is no room for carelessness. The knowledge and resources needed to resurrect a person are far beyond your barren imagination. Dee."

The old man's expression at this time was finally no longer calm, and he growled with a grim face: "You mean I will fail? Mana will never come back?!"

I have to say, Mo Tan Na's combination of a variety of messy knowledge and ambiguous flickering, coupled with his acting skills that can be called a movie king, has made Medy a little lame...

"You have to ask her about it first." Mo Tan was sure of what the other party could not do, and said very provocatively: "In this way, a carrier with a high degree of fit can be created, and it will not lead to Your lover's soul is gone~"

Dmitry's eyes suddenly darkened, he stroked the ring in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "I can't, although I can feel her, but I can't communicate with Mana's remnant soul at all, even if I become Necromancer, I still can't do it..."

"Look, this is your stupidity." Mo Tan sneered: "For the sake of saying this, don't you understand why I am here?"

"You..." Meddy raised her head suddenly: "You want to help me?"

"Drink it~" Mo Tan threw a bottle and said after the other party subconsciously caught it: "It allows you to temporarily communicate with the soul, you have five minutes, and then I will help you complete the resurrection ceremony. ."

Medit looked at the flask filled with clear liquid with a gloomy expression, and Chong Mo Tan narrowed his eyes: "Why should I trust you?"

"You have no choice." The latter smiled confidently: "Or you can try to attack me, and then meet your wife as you wish in a few seconds. Of course, I'm not sure if you still have it by then. The soul can exist."

Medie was silent, rather than characterizing all this as a madman's prank, he would rather believe that the unfathomable young man in front of him was telling the truth...

"I'm not a philanthropist." Mo Tan's face became colder: "After the long-cherished wish is completed, there will be many new jobs waiting for you to complete, so don't waste any more time..."

"If my wife is resurrected, I'm willing to let you send me before my life runs out." Meddy nodded, pulled the cork, and drank the liquid from the bottle.

Mo Tan smiled, smiling happily.

【Holy water? 】

Disposable Consumables
Effect: Increases your mana regeneration for ten minutes
[Note: The devout can convert ordinary water into holy water by praying. 】

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Chapter 3: Final

(End of this chapter)