These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 504: Fake Man: I won't jump into the forge, I won't jump!
Today, the Fish and Wine City has been rebuilt.

The buildings of the young blacksmiths, the blacksmith shop, the Hairpin Tower, the medical clinic... these facilities have basically been reset.

Enchanter area.

The young blacksmiths who had obtained new spiritual roots collectively opened three flowers and summoned pseudo-people to appear.

Of course, there were also a group of young blacksmiths who came to join in the fun:

"I will also bloom three flowers with them."

"Give me a spiritual herb."

"I'm here to open three flowers with the fake people."

Su Yu Niang, the person in charge of the enchanter area, was beaming with joy as she took out a bunch of spiritual roots. "You are in luck. We recently received a new batch of seaweed! We haven't tested yet what kind of spiritual roots they are."

A blacksmith picked up a pile of seaweed.

Su Yu Niang immediately promoted it: "Yes, this seaweed has never been planted before! Do you want to open this and see if you have any luck? I feel like you have some magical powers!"

The blacksmith was obviously not fooled and sneered:

"No, this green seaweed, with big green waves, doesn't suit my temperament."

He picked a purple one. “This purple kelp looks good on me.”

A group of people began to pick spiritual roots and started to accompany the opening of the three flowers.

The scene was very lively for a time.

Soon, hundreds of people lined up in the square, holding their breath.

Of course, the 200 new blacksmiths who had just been online for a few days were also among them, although they had studied the book in advance.

But this is the first time that the three flowers have bloomed, so the mortality rate is estimated to be quite high.

Wow!

A breath of energy was brewing in everyone's body, and everyone was still reciting their lines.

"Grow spiritual roots and enjoy freedom, break free from the cage and return to freedom!"

"The head is the shackles of the will."

"Reason is a cage that imprisons the soul; only madness can bring freedom to one's nature!!"

"Three flowers bloom, knowing that I am myself!"

"Who am I? I finally know that I am a fake person, hahaha! Hahaha!!"

As a group of people shouted, many of them opened their three flowers.

Some of them fell down, twitching all over, obviously dying from failing to open their three flowers.

Some people have successfully blossomed three times.

Some of the blacksmiths' faces froze, then returned to calm. It was obvious that they had been possessed by fake people, who had mixed back into the blacksmith group.

"Everyone, there are some fake people mixed in among us." Su Yu Niang stood up and said seriously.

Everyone in the square was eager to try, extremely excited. "Let's begin, the game of catching fake people is officially underway!"

The fake person Shao Chai Kun, who was mixed in the crowd, also fell silent for a moment.

The fake person Shao Chai Kun never imagined that after taking over Shao Chai Kun's body, he would face such a hellish start.

Before he could absorb the blacksmith's outrageous memory, he pretended to be a normal blacksmith and shouted excitedly: "I, Shao Chai Kun, must be the first to catch the fake man!"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, what the hell.

He read his memory again, and the various fragmented memories of these horrific creatures shocked him even more for the past hundred years.

Cooking with gasoline and using mud, will such unethical chefs really not get into trouble?
Could it be that we have encountered a real*fake person?

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the host Su Yu Niang holding a large conch as a trumpet:
"Very good, the first Werewolf Kill is wrong, the Pseudo-Werewolf Kill is officially launched."

"Ten people at a table, each speaking and voting out."

At this time, Su Yu Niang immediately announced the rules.

Soon, the fake person Shao Chai Kun was arranged to sit at a table of ten people. Each person spoke, and then a "fake person" was eliminated by raising their hands for voting.

The fake man burning Chai Kun looked a little complicated.

The God of Cookery showed a weird smile and laughed anthropomorphically: "Hahaha, don't be so nervous. The characteristics of a pseudo-human are very obvious. The face is stiff and has a weird smile."

The fake person looked at the other person in silence:

Are you sure you're not the ones saying this?

He felt inexplicably nervous. These creatures looked too anthropomorphic when they laughed. They were more like pseudo-humans than pseudo-humans.

The fake man killing began. A group of young blacksmiths were very addicted to this game and began to take turns speaking and voting on who would be the fake man.

The fake person Shao Chai Kun was lucky enough to vote out other people again and again and get them out.

Those who were voted out were sent to the blacksmith shop.

Although the fake person Shao Chai Kun was very careful, he was still voted out after a few rounds.

He had to be sent to the blacksmith's shop.

"The blacksmith shop shouldn't be a big deal. After all, most of the people they sent to the blacksmith shop were real people, and we don't have many companions."

"It's impossible that they would kill their companions for no reason."

The fake man burned Chai Kun and kept comforting himself.

But when he got to the forge, he realized how naive and childish he was.

All I saw was a huge five-meter-high forging furnace in the blacksmith shop, with flames burning and emitting scorching air waves.

A group of young blacksmiths were queuing and chatting.

"Pah, I was voted out first."

"What's the big deal? Killing a fake person is just an appetizer and an entertainment item. The real big deal is still over here at the blacksmith shop."

"That's right, today's main activity is blacksmithing."

"Sure enough, this fake person is really a blessing to us."

"The joy of opening the three flowers is left to us, and the pain of jumping into the forge after opening the three flowers is left to them."

"How can there be such a perfect thing in this world?"

Pfft!
A little blacksmith jumped into the forge.

The fake man Shao Chai Kun looked at the blazing flames in the forge.

DuangDuang The muscular brother who forges iron.
There is also a group of crazy people lining up to jump into the forge and swim.
The pseudo-man was completely silent at this moment.

Who am I? Where am I? I seem to have taken possession of something extraordinary.

Soon, it was the fake man's turn to burn Chai Kun.

"Shao Chai Kun, it's your turn."

"Why don't you jump?"

"We are all like this, don't you jump?"

A group of people looked at Shao Chai Kun, their faces gradually becoming grim and stiff.

Wow!

All the creatures lined up in the blacksmith shop looked at it in unison.

His face became more and more gloomy, and his smile became more and more weird. It gave people a very strange feeling, really very strange.

"So, you are the fake one."

"Not jumping into the forge, that's not your style."

"No wonder we normal people don't get along with you."

what! ! !
The fake man's lucky mentality of burning Chai Kun completely disappeared. He couldn't believe his own eyes, and the fear that he could no longer suppress made him scream miserably.

His legs were completely weakened.

This place is horrible, I want to go home.

His fear was sinking into his bones.

It was like ten million years ago, the ancestor of the tribe saw a fake person for the first time.

The young human king's fear of fake people was deeply engraved in his blood. As his descendants deepened the impression with each generation, it became an instinctive awe deeply rooted in his soul.

this moment.

Fear will turn against the heavens.

The awe of some "real hypocrites" will be passed down from the instinct of "hypocrites" from this moment on.

A brand new horror story is spreading into the distant future.

"That day, the fake man discovered something truly terrifying."

"He's already here, blending in with us fake people."

(End of this chapter)