Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 198 Rescue successful
No. 58 raised his foot and was about to step down when a figure appeared out of nowhere between him and Baihe.

The other party was holding a piece of soft cloth with a mirrored material in his hand. It only appeared above the lava for a moment and then disappeared again.

Before she disappeared, a kunai shot out from the mirror cloth and headed straight for No. 58!
"Boring, kill!"

No. 58 waved his fingers and an invisible slash was swung towards the kunai. When the kunai was about to be cut in half, a gray mist-like figure replaced the kunai and the slash passed through the mist.

Goro held up the exaggeratedly sized Dojikiri in both hands and quickly moved to a very close distance.

"Flying Thunder God..."

No. 58 heard a hoarse voice coming from the humanoid gray fog.

The next second, Tongziqie chopped heavily on his shoulder, easily breaking the alloy bones in his body.

Kirigakure Goro attacked and fled, and after cutting with a knife, his figure disappeared again. The kunai that had just disappeared replaced his position and accurately stabbed into the wound that had just been cut. The detonating tag tied to the handle of the kunai burned to the end and exploded with a loud bang. The fire and smoke completely enveloped No. 58.

“The cooperation is amazing.”

A gust of icy wind swept past, and the flames on No. 58's body were completely extinguished, and the Baihe in front of him disappeared without a trace.

"It looks like it was teleported..."

No. 58, whose surface flesh was almost blown off, patted his suit that no longer existed and adjusted his air tie.

"Teleportation, teleportation, ninja... humph, I won't let you escape."

He waved his hand to disperse several demons around him, and then immediately summoned a monster that looked like a flying bird.

Just as he grabbed the bird demon's feet and prepared to fly, a gentle female voice came from behind him.

"It's been over a hundred years since I last saw you."

Hearing this voice, No. 58 paused abruptly, and his artificial pupils seemed to reveal the intense emotions that a real person would have.

"Alice... you really haven't forgotten me!!!"

No. 58 turned around slowly, his eyes skipped over Xia Shou and looked directly at Alice.

"What do you want to do?" Alice asked.

No. 58's hands dropped down, and his tone suddenly calmed down: "I miss grandpa..."

"Alice, how did you become a possessed spirit?"

"Did you come in just for me?"

"Of course, let's go back together and I'll help you get your body back." No. 58 said sincerely.

Xia Shou said nothing and listened to the conversation between the two in silence.

This time, No. 58's attitude was completely different from last time. Before, No. 58 was so crazy, arrogant, contemptuous, and insolent, but now he was so sincere, so sincere that there was no trace of disguise.

The only thing that made all the difference was that Alice recognized him.

Unfortunately, Xia Shou knew very little about No. 58.

Otherwise, Alice could act more convincingly and they could extract more information.

"Alice, don't talk to him." Xia Shou ordered.

"Yes, Lord Xia Shou." Alice cooperated very well.

"Hey, who do you think you are? How dare you interrupt me and Alice?"

No. 58's face no longer has the artificial flesh, so he can't make an expression that matches his emotions, but his behavior and tone show that he is very angry.

At this moment, Ling Xiao appeared out of nowhere beside Xia Shou and covered Xia Shou's head with the mirror cloth.

At the last moment of the transmission, Xia Shou said to No. 58: "Now, I am Alice's master."

After saying that, Xia Shou had already arrived at the other side of the mirror, outside Zhenyue Zhuo Village.

Baihe was lying on a dirt mound, his body spread out, 102 and 113 stood quietly beside them, keeping a certain distance from them. Kirigakure Goro was sorting out ninjutsu scrolls, his fingers were skinny and his cheeks were sunken, just like an African starving person who hadn't eaten enough for ten years.

Only Liu Yilong was the most alert and kept asking what had happened.

"Please understand that just because we are here doesn't mean we are in the same group with you. Also, let me remind you that there must be fakes among you. No. 58 is the most dangerous to everyone right now, but even if No. 58 dies, the problem is not solved." 102 said coldly.

After that, she did not forget to add: "Also, we have no intention of killing him. We just want everyone to cooperate with a method. I think that should be the method with the least casualties. For this, the combat power needs to be balanced."

"What method?" Bai He asked.

"It should be impossible to open the door of the Seven-branched History Tree, but it is possible to escape from Yuezhuo Village. As long as all the blood of the fakes is poured into the dry well under the big banyan tree, you can see a way out from the well outside Yuezhuo Village. This condition is actually very easy to achieve. The difficulty lies in how to achieve it with as few casualties as possible." 102 said.

113 stood up and said cautiously, "So... so 102 and I think that the way to minimize casualties is for everyone to follow the rule of drawing lots to die."

Bai He sat up from the mound and continued, "Is your idea that you draw lots and send someone to look at the well outside? If someone dies, it means that the well has not reflected a way to leave Yue Zhuo Village, and then you pour that person's blood into the well inside.

This way, one dies and one is injected, which is completely random, avoiding unnecessary killings. It depends purely on everyone's luck."

"Yes."

"But the problem is that this plan clearly favors the weak. The strong will not comply. No one wants to be the first to die."

"That's true, and that's the problem. But killing each other is undoubtedly meaningless, and the strong may also be imposters. Allowing the strong to kill the weak may increase unnecessary casualties. From an overall perspective, the plan of randomly drawing lots to die is the most cost-effective." 102 said firmly.

Bai He said calmly: "Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel... This time, in the end, it will still turn into irrational killing. We will probably be no different from the previous exploration teams.

You should all have felt it, right? I felt noticeably weak on the second day.

According to what the village chief said, he would probably have no strength left on the fourth day, and the next three days would be just waiting to die.

Therefore, according to the strategic tendencies of the strong and weak sides, the weak will drag it out to the last day and have the most say, while the strong will kill as many people as possible during the initial period when they have power.

This is a tactical choice determined by the power that is most beneficial to oneself, and has nothing to do with personal will. "

Xia Shou interrupted, "Actually, I've figured out a way to tell the difference."

Everyone turned their eyes to Xia Shou. Although 102's eyes were full of suspicion, there was also a hint of expectation.

Occam's razor was also proposed by Xia Shou.

Although this theory failed in the end, it still shows that he has a very active mind.

In addition, 102 and 113 had just witnessed Xia Shou's rescue operation against Bai He, and the image of Xia Shou in their minds had gradually taken shape.

The conqueror of the lighthouse and the survivor of the Blood Demon's House, let's not talk about the fighting ability of this Mr. Trump Card, but his brain seems to be quite useful.

"I was trying to save Brother Bai just now, so I didn't have time to tell you. Now I'll tell you all."

Then, Xia Shou spent five minutes clearly explaining how to distinguish the real from the fake.

"That sounds reasonable!" Ling Xiao gave Xia Shou a thumbs up, his face full of joy.

Bai He touched his chin behind the copper coin curtain, pondered for a long time, and finally gave a positive answer.

"I think the real method of identification is probably this."

Liu Yilong also realized it belatedly: "...I didn't expect it to be so simple!"

"How can it be so simple? Why can't you figure it out?" Ling Xiao teased.

After thinking it over several times, No. 102 nodded in agreement with Xia Shou's method, but she immediately raised issues regarding its execution.

"Who can recognize such extreme details? It is true that we can recognize it based on habit and instinct, but our brains cannot stop thinking. The slightest emotional tendency will affect the body's instinctive recognition, and it will definitely go wrong in the end."

"Yes, in theory, if we abandon reason and emotion and rely purely on the body's instinct to identify, we can distinguish the true from the false, but the problem is that no one can put these aside." Bai He sighed regretfully.

Xia Shou glanced at everyone and suddenly said, "So, we should go find Lin Tiandong."

(End of this chapter)