Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

"Hahaha!"

The chameleon-like fake man suddenly laughed.

"That's a very interesting question."

"To tell you the truth, we also want to know what we look like!"

What?!

The chameleon pseudo-human gave Chen Xi a very unexpected answer.

Does this fake person not even know what he originally looked like?

No wonder there wasn't a single description of this in the information in the group before.

"I have no reason to lie to you."

"We don't actually have any deep-seated hatred towards you superhumans."

"Seizing identities is just to make us stronger. It's an instinct, like eating, and it's also a form of protection after entering the Black Tower."

"To put it bluntly, your question is also a question that most of us pseudo-people are pursuing."

"What do we actually look like?"

"Even if we die, we simply disappear in our pre-transformation form, without revealing our original appearance."

"but......"

"We don't know the answer, but the Black Tower will give us the answer!"

"Just as 'Without the king, there would be no us,' the Black Tower will surely give us an answer!"

"This is beyond doubt."

Chen Xi fell silent.

If the relationship between the False Man and the Black Tower is this deep, could it be...?

Are fake people not intruders?

Are they in cahoots with the Black Tower?

Or is the Black Tower just a pseudo-human, and the pseudo-human is the native?

This answer is not necessarily impossible, but fortunately it is easy to verify.

Once Chen Xi kills the chameleon imp, he can see if the mission is completed.

Seeing that Chen Xi remained silent, the chameleon-like pseudo-human assumed he was considering the feasibility of the matter, so he spoke in the most amicable manner possible:

"Handsome, I have a foolproof plan, would you like to hear it?"

"speak!"

"That's right, you want to know what we fake humans originally looked like, and I want to know that too!"

"Therefore, we are aligned on the same goal."

Chen Xi nodded, signaling her to continue.

The chameleon-like imposter licked its dry, yet bright red lips and continued to laugh:

"Judging from the scene of slaying the dragon just now, you now possess the strength to enter the Black Tower."

"As for me, I have a mission to enter the Black Tower."

"How about we team up? You take me into the Black Tower!"

"Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

"When the time comes, whether I find out what I originally looked like, or if I receive any new missions or instructions, I can tell you!"

"You have to believe me on this point. After all, telling you this won't cost me anything."

"Therefore you definitely won't lose out."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi touched his chin and nodded unconsciously a few times.

It makes some sense.

"You agree?"

"I refused!"

Chen Xi said earnestly.

Only he himself knows best that, in terms of raw strength, even if he could break into the Black Tower, he would still be injured, not to mention that he would have to bring along a completely powerless Rank I pseudo-human.

It's completely unnecessary; this doesn't align with Chen Xi's understanding of "stability."

Chen Xi wanted to enter the Black Tower without taking any damage.

However, the chameleon pseudo-human's logic is not flawed.

Chen Xi did indeed intend to do so.

But instead of taking her into the Black Tower, he waited until he reached Tier III before entering the Black Tower and then projecting the Chameleon Pseudo-Human inside.

Why?

"There is no reason why. It's because I am the false king, I am your king, and I can do whatever I want."

At this moment, Chen Xi chose to lay his cards on the table.

The scene froze eerily, remaining petrified for a full five seconds before the chameleon-like fake human uttered a curt "Huh?"

"Handsome, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Aren't you a superhuman?"

"You've got the wrong identity!?"

Chen Xi was not surprised at all:

"I'm not talking nonsense. I possess the number one supreme talent: Hyperthymesia!"

"If I'm not the fake King, then what am I?"

Another few seconds of silence:

"Hyperamnesia?"

"Isn't that a disease?"

The chameleon-like fake man's answer surprised Chen Xi:

"You don't know what the number one most powerful talent is?"

The chameleon-like imposter shook its head in agreement.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xi recalled what the other party had said earlier: there was no memory awakening, only a simple understanding of his next objective.

That is, entering the Black Tower.

In this sense, pseudo-humans are similar to superhumans in that they also collect and accumulate information.

The emperor was an imposter, and the hyperthymesia was recorded on a stone tablet in the hands of the self-destructing curly-haired imposter.

But the curly-haired fake man is also a killing machine. He kills both fake men and superhumans, all for the sake of leveling up.

This means that not many pseudo-people know that hyperthymesia is the number one supreme talent.

"Why."

Chen Xi suddenly sighed. Some secrets, even if told the truth, would not be believed by anyone. As the person involved, he had thought for so long about whether or not he should tell the truth.

Originally, I wanted to use the identity of the fake King to clarify some things, but I never expected that no one would believe me even after I exposed myself!

"It's alright, it's alright!"

"It's just a failed attempt at a winning hand; I fail at it all the time!"

"But you know what, for a split second, I believed you when you said you were the fake King!"

The chameleon pseudo-human was unaware of hyperthymesia, so his knowledge of the pseudo-human king was limited to the fact that such a king existed.

Just like the people of ancient times, they knew that the emperor existed, but if the emperor stood in front of them without wearing a dragon robe, they would not recognize him.

"Handsome guy, why are you pretending to be the Fake King?"

"It's completely pointless. You can't change your body appearance like we do."

Chen Xi remained silent.

He had intended to demonstrate his hyperthymesia abilities to intimidate this chameleon-like imposter, but now it seemed pointless.

If the fake humans don't have something like memory awakening, then the only ones who truly know the effective information about the fake human king are some powerful fake humans.

Ideally, it should also be the strongest talent.

The only thing Chen Xi could think of, and the only thing that came to mind, was the curly-haired imposter, but the imposter would self-destruct.

Without absolute certainty, Chen Xi dared not reflect the image.

"Okay, I'll stop pretending."

Chen Xi "admitted" this, then quickly skipped over the topic:

"One last question."

"Who gave you your Dragon Summoning Flute?"

"I don't believe someone of Rank I could obtain such a forbidden item."

"You have powerful backers. I don't know how many, but there must be extraordinary individuals among them!"