Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god

The Willow Town here is just a "mirage"; in reality, there are two more important pieces of evidence.

First, Lin Yu hasn't immediately fulfilled the "clearance conditions" and directly completed this [instance].

Therefore… at least in the judgment of the 'Death Game,' Lin Yu hasn't arrived at Willow Town yet.

Second, Lin Yu can feel that some "abnormality" has occurred to his body.

Although his appearance hasn't changed much, his physique and strength are slightly different from before, becoming weaker.

Moreover, he's now wearing a light blue dress and cloth shoes that are very much in tune with the whole town.

All indications suggest that Lin Yu seems to have undergone some kind of "fusion" with the past of a certain town resident of Willow Town.

However, Lin Yu doesn't know which town resident he fused with; no corresponding memories or anything like that have appeared in his mind.

Moreover, this identity seems to be closer to "Zhu Ming" rather than Lin Yu himself.

The gender is still female, and after touching his face, it's still Zhu Ming's.

This also saves Lin Yu a lot of trouble—otherwise, when meeting Li Nian and the others, he would need to do a lot more explaining.

"The good news is that [Items] can still be used normally, but the bad news is… Old Zheng and Hanna didn't come in, and Stiller can't get in either."

"In any case, while trying to reunite with the others and find the old Taoist to ask about the situation, I also need to figure out what my identity is in this town as soon as possible."

"Whether this identity was arranged automatically or by Zhu Qiansi, I should be able to make use of this."

Thinking of this, Lin Yu stepped into Willow Town.

Although reason tells him it's fake, after truly being in it, being able to clearly hear the bustling conversations of pedestrians on the street, smell the aroma of food from those taverns and teahouses, and feel the warmth of each person he brushes past, Lin Yu's emotions often make him forget the fact that these are all illusions.

Feeling the pocket beside the dress, which surprisingly contained dozens of thin copper coins, Lin Yu simply stopped in front of a stall selling meat buns surrounded by many people on the roadside.

"How are the buns sold?"

Lin Yu asked, and the auntie behind the stall smiled and said, "Eighteen small coins for a basket, fair for everyone."

In the Prison Mountain Realm, the currencies of the Two Mountains and Six Prisons, and even the various towns, all have certain subtle differences; silver notes are often not recognized outside of their own prison.

However, due to the existence of top-tier Taoist sects and martial halls, the Prison Mountain Realm also has a unified currency—small and large copper coins.

One hundred small copper coins are worth one large copper coin, and one thousand large copper coins are worth one string of cash.

Other things like medium coins worth ten small copper coins, or treasure coins worth five large copper coins, are not universally circulated in the Two Mountains and Six Prisons.

Lin Yu sighed that the prices in Willow Town three hundred years ago were still not low, befitting its status as the largest town in the Fire Prison, but he still took out eighteen small coins and paid the auntie.

A basket of six steaming hot meat buns wrapped in lotus leaves was stuffed into Lin Yu's hand. Holding the heavy, steaming buns and taking a bite, Lin Yu felt the overflowing, fragrant, and even slightly scalding meat juice explode in his mouth. The slightly chewy, meatball-like filling continuously released a fresh and mellow meat aroma, stimulating his taste buds.

The dough was also perfectly soft, and even soaked in the meat juice inside, making the taste no worse than the meat itself.

He immediately retracted his previous disparaging comments about the prices in Willow Town.

Lin Yu, holding the buns, was naturally very satisfied with this—a free BUFF, not only making up for his somewhat weakened negative state, but also very suitable for his upcoming activities of finding people and gathering information.

That the food in this illusion could also be converted into BUFFs by the [Gluttony Pendant] made Lin Yu wonder whether to praise the [Gluttony Pendant] produced by the gods, or to marvel at how awesome this "thread of karma" illusion created by the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Thread Demon Lord was.

Eating the buns and continuing to walk towards the bustling center of the town, Lin Yu quickly heard a burst of noisy sounds ahead.

Listening carefully, the crowd seemed to be cheering and indignant!

"They caught that damned thief!"

"He dared to steal things from our stalls!"

"Beat him to death!"

Hearing these voices, Lin Yu looked at the commotion crowd gathered at the street corner and immediately hurried over.

After all, when mentioning "thieves," it was difficult for Lin Yu not to think of Li Nian!

Could it be that this guy's hands were itchy as soon as he came in and he started stealing things, but for some reason, he wasn't as nimble as he was outside, so he finally got caught?

He shouldn't be beaten to death directly—although the old Taoist didn't explicitly say what would happen if he died in here, Lin Yu knew it definitely wasn't a good thing.

He stood outside the crowd, stuffed the wrapped buns into his arms, and then began to push his way towards the center, parting the onlookers who were cheering.

"Excuse me, excuse me, thank you!"

And although Lin Yu looked like a sheltered young lady, his strength was not small at all, and he quickly reached the very center of the crowd.

There, Lin Yu did indeed see Li Nian.

But…

She wasn't the thief who had been caught.

On the contrary, Li Nian, dressed in coarse cloth clothing, looked very energetic and imposing. With both hands, she restrained a half-grown boy who looked like a sneaky thief, pinching his wrist and twisting his arm behind his back, triumphantly saying.

"Your thieving skills are quite fast, but unfortunately, you stole from this grandma today!"

"Quickly hand over all the things you stole, otherwise, everyone won't spare you."

Li Nian said, and the little thief repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Ouch, ouch… Heroine, I was wrong, please let me go, I'll immediately give you all the things I stole!"

The little thief said, and Li Nian let go of his hand.

He stretched his hand towards his chest, but a trace of fierceness suddenly flashed across his face.

"Die!"

The guy roared in a low voice, and then a sharp piece of iron wrapped in rags was flipped out and stabbed straight at Li Nian's throat.

Li Nian looked at this sudden change in shock, and at that critical moment…

"Bang!"

The little thief flew out backward, crashed into the wall, fell to the ground, and cried out in pain.

"Who?"

Li Nian looked around, and then saw the person who kicked the little thief away, and said in surprise.

"It's you, Zhu… Sister Yao."