Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[Qin Shaoyu]: Damn, I was terrified watching this all night. Luckily, our captain is amazing; he finally killed those two bastards.

[Jiang Ling]: Actually, Captain, you probably already guessed they'd be coming to the cemetery tonight, right? This was all part of a planned operation.

[Jiang Yao]: Plans are plans, but they also come with risks. After all, Grandmaster-level players usually have skills at their disposal, and you can easily suffer if you're not careful.

[Tang Yunxi]: Sigh, my legs are still a bit weak. When I saw so many thorns wrapped around Lanlan, I thought she was going to be drained of all her blood. I was terrified.

[Wu Ying]: The person capable of taking her life, I doubt, has been born yet.

[Jiang Ling]: So now, besides Yu Qing, the only one left to deal with is Liang Danyi, right? She's not on those two dead men's side, but I always feel like she has other schemes up her sleeve.

[Jiang Yao]: Let's wait until dawn and the captain goes back to see what Yu Qing found out.

……

As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Yi Zanglan and Ling Ye mounted the black-hoofed white horse and hurried back to the hotel.

The hotel lobby was empty, with a faint, damp chill in the air. The statue of Futas still stood quietly in the center, smiling and gazing ahead.

Yi Zanglan stood in front of the statue, observing it silently for a long time, his expression calm and indifferent, it was unknown what he was thinking.

"Let's go." She gestured to Ling Ye, "Let's go find Yu Qing first."

The two arrived at Yu Qing's room and, following the pre-given code, knocked on the door three times (long and four short). Soon after, they heard hurried footsteps, and then Yu Qing's face appeared behind the door.

"Come in quickly!" Yu Qing urged anxiously, "I knew you two wouldn't be back last night, and I've been waiting for you all morning!"

After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized that the two of them were covered in blood, and she was shocked and quickly asked what was wrong.

"Were you injured? So you really did see Fang Ao and Geng Xian at the cemetery last night?"

As soon as Yi Zanglan entered, she opened her briefcase, took out two jungle berries, and casually tossed one to Ling Ye.

She nodded as she ate, "I saw it."

"And those two..."

"He's dead."

"And the church pastor..."

"He's dead too."

Two Grandmaster-level experts and one important NPC were all killed.

Yu Qing remained silent for a long time, then couldn't help but shiver. She realized that if she hadn't refrained from having any evil intentions in the secret jungle that night, and hadn't taken the initiative to surrender, plus her connection with Ouyang Yu, she might have ended up like Fang Ao and Geng Xian.

From the moment she entered the game, this woman had no intention of letting these players who had accepted the kill order live.

"Good, it's good to kill them, so they won't run amok. Too much faith value is also not good for us."

Yi Zanglan hummed in agreement, then threw the gnawed fruit pit into the trash can, staring intently at her.

"You must have something to tell me, right?"

"...Yes." Yu Qing looked troubled and considered carefully, "but I don't know where to begin."

"It's okay, take your time."

Yu Qing sighed: "Liang Danyi didn't go anywhere last night. She went into her room and didn't come out. I waited for a long time, but I had no choice but to climb over the wall to her window and peek at her through the curtains."

Yi Zanglan patiently asked again, "What did you see?"

"Liang Danyi sat by the bed the whole time, and didn't lie down until the early hours of the morning. After falling asleep, her hands were in a very strange position, similar to..."

As Yu Qing narrated, she imitated Liang Danyi's movements: her left hand gracefully raised above her head with her fingers tucked in, while her right hand was clasped together in front of her chest.

Yi Zanglan stared at Yu Qing, her expression gradually becoming complex and subtle, and she spoke in a deep voice.

"Anything else?"

"Also, Liang Danyi disappeared for about half an hour later." At this point, Yu Qing frowned and recalled, "It was very strange. During that half hour, I couldn't see what was happening inside the house anymore. It was as if my vision was shrouded in a layer of fog—I suspect that some kind of system mechanism forcibly affected my senses, just like in a secret jungle."

"She went back to bed half an hour later?"

"Yes, my vision returned by then, but I don't think she left the room during that time."

Yi Zanglan fell into deep thought. At that moment, many details became clear in her memory, gradually piecing together in her mind to form a complete conclusion.

She finally confirmed her suspicions.

She glanced at Ling Ye, who immediately understood: "What are you thinking about?"

"I think Liang Danyi is probably walking a different path from us."

"Is it related to the illusions of the night?"

"Yes, but more than that."

Yu Qing listened from the side, completely confused. She tried hard to understand what the other person meant: "The illusion at night... Everyone encountered an illusion on the first night, right? When we broke free from the illusion, our faith points increased. That must be a test from the God of Life?"

"That's true," Yi Zanglan said. "But the god of life only tested us for one night, while he tested Liang Danyi for three nights."

"Yes, she was at the hotel last night too, otherwise she wouldn't have run into me." Yu Qing felt increasingly uneasy. "Could it be just because we haven't stayed in a hotel these past two nights? Or is there something special about her that caught Futas's eye?"

"She is indeed special, but not because of her own special qualities, but because she received a bottle of potion from the church priest."

"Huh? What kind of medicine?"

"According to the pastor, it's a secret potion that can purify the soul and focus the mind." Yi Zanglan shook his head with a cold laugh. "But I think he's lying."

—That was naturally a magical potion, which only believers who were sufficiently devout to the gods were qualified to receive.

—Luckily I didn't give it to the wrong person; a heretic like you would never get it!

The pastor was an extremely fervent supporter of Futas, and there must have been a reason why he remained so attached to the potion until the very last moment of his life.

Why can only the most devout believers receive it? And what is the meaning of receiving it?

...Naturally, this is meaningful to Futas.

Rule hint: [When the goddess returns, her most devout believers will receive her favor.]

However, before anyone could ponder how the deity would return and how she would bless her followers, they were left to ponder the question.

When players fall into a mental trap, are their assumptions necessarily correct?

The Secret Jungle has already shown us that people can be deceived by their own eyes.

Perhaps the answer can be found in Liang Danyi's dream.

From the moment she received that potion at the church, everything was already decided.

The priest was Phtas's loyal servant; he made the choice on behalf of the gods.

"Yu Qing," Yi Zanglan said slowly, "if you're interested, you can take another look at Futas's statue—remember, look carefully."