Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

With a beautiful woman by his side, how could Lu Ze refuse? Besides, Xing is exceptionally skilled, capable of both fighting and catching jokes, making her the perfect partner for his time-traveling journey.

"No problem, I'll bind you when I get back, and we'll travel together next time." Lu Ze made the decision immediately.

"Together!"

Xing Xukong clenched his fist, his face flushed with excitement, and stars began to sparkle in his golden eyes.

After looking at all the cards, all that's left is the white mask.

Lu Ze flipped the mask over; the back was smooth as a mirror, without any markings, only the material itself had a faint matte finish.

"What is this?" he muttered to himself.

"Why don't you try it on?" Xing leaned closer, her gray head almost touching his shoulder.

She thought this thing must be a pleasure mask and wanted to trick Lu Ze into wearing it.

"You just put anything of unknown origin on your face?" Lu Ze glanced at Xing with disdain and moved the mask further away.

"You're talking about safety awareness at Two-Phase Paradise?" Xing's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

Lu Ze thought about it and realized she made some sense. This was the territory of the God of Pleasure, even the trash cans had a corporate culture, so putting a mask on one's face was probably nothing.

He held the mask up in front of him.

Then, without hesitation, he put the mask on Xing's face.

With a snap, the white mask was firmly attached to Xing's face, covering her golden eyes that hadn't even had a chance to open wide yet.

"You have no sportsmanship! You tried to trick me, you ambushed me, a four-year-old kid!"

Xing's muffled voice came from behind the white mask.

She raised her hand and took off the mask, which, apart from being stuck to her face, did not change anything.

"Stunned now? I have my own mask."

Xing ripped the white mask off her face and pulled out her signature raccoon mask with her other hand, proudly waving it in front of Lu Ze.

Lu Ze looked at the mask Xing handed back, took it, and examined it carefully but found nothing unusual.

Then, without hesitation, he put the mask on Xing's face again.

"Lu Ze, you son of a bitch! I'll fight you to the death!" Xing finally snapped.

Although this action is not very harmful, it is extremely insulting.

She snatched the white mask away and, with lightning speed, pinned Lu Ze down, pressing her entire body against his shoulder and firmly placing the mask on his face.

The moment the mask touched his skin, Lu Ze felt a chill seep into him from the point of contact.

It felt like a thousand tiny needles piercing my skin at once, or like a bucket of ice water being poured over my head. The chill spread from my cheekbones to my eye sockets, penetrated deep into my skull, and reached the cerebral cortex.

Lu Ze heard a very faint buzzing sound, like the high-frequency electrical sound of an old television set being turned on. Then information flooded into his mind.

"Misunderstanding Carnival"

Using images to distort perceptions, using traffic to reshape reality.

A fabricated video can be released, and when enough people believe it, the lie becomes reality.

Lu Ze stood still, his pupils slightly constricted.

A small purple glow appeared on the right eye of the mask, flickering like the winding cracks on a shattered phone screen.

He raised his hand and touched the edge of the mask, which had now undergone a dramatic change.

My fingertips first felt a cool, smooth texture, not much different from ordinary plastic, but the chill and the impact of the information being poured in were still buzzing in my mind.

Xing had switched back to serious mode from her playful state, staring at the mask on his face and the right eye that was flashing purple light, her expression just as shocked as when she saw Ghost Pepe earlier.

She reached out and waved her hand in front of his mask to make sure his eyes were still following her finger before she breathed a sigh of relief.