Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

Tang Luo turned back and checked repeatedly to make sure no traces were left before picking up the girl and taking Zhang He with him, speeding towards the inn. Along the way, Tang Luo stole a moment of leisure, and a thought struck him…

[Character portrayed: Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e (White/Middle)]

Main Quest One...

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[Playing Points: 6822]

[Performance Ratio: 34.11%]

Looking at the panel in front of him, Tang Luo took two light steps, climbed over the screen window, and entered the room, pondering to himself.

This "role-playing level" doesn't seem to be the kind of "character-playing" that Tang Luo thought he was talking about. It seems to be just a standard. As long as he completes the main quest and gets role-playing points, he can get a role-playing level equivalent to one-twentieth of the role-playing points.

I just don't know if there's an upper limit, or if this number is too much or too little.

As Tang Luo was pondering, he heard a creaking sound from the windowsill. Turning his head, he saw Zhang He, who had also climbed into the room.

At this moment, there were already three people in the not-so-large room. Tang Luo put the girl on the bed, and Tang Luo himself sat on the only wooden chair in the room. There was also a large bucket in the room. At this moment, there was hardly any place for Zhang He to stand.

"Is there anything to eat?" Zhang He seemed unconcerned, staring at Tang Luo with her clear, bright eyes.

He casually tossed the dry rations prepared in the drawer to Zhang He, who sat cross-legged on the ground and began to eat by himself, wolfing down his food in large mouthfuls.

If Tang Luo hadn't bought the food, he probably would have thought Zhang He wasn't eating potato cakes, but some kind of delicacy.

Tang Luo focused his gaze on Zhang He, who looked as if he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, and thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Judging from the exposed skin, Tang Luo had initially guessed that Zhang He was not very old, and now, Zhang He had already removed her face mask.

His face was thin and somewhat dark, surprisingly ordinary, except for his eyes, which were extremely clear.

As expected, he was very young, around fifteen years old.

Actually, he didn't want to bring Zhang He back. For Tang Luo, protecting his cheat ability was of utmost importance.

But one sentence changed Tang Luodai's decision.

"I can see into people's hearts."

When Zhang He uttered those words, and Tang Luo confirmed his abilities and understood them, he made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

"I must keep him here, I absolutely must!"

As we all know, Reality Online is a snowball game, and the snowball effect that the ability to read minds can bring in the early stages of the game goes without saying.

"This is mind reading! This is mind reading!"

Tang Luo repeated the thought to himself twice before he could control his excitement.

To prevent myself from experiencing significant emotional fluctuations.

If such a talent cannot be controlled, he might even develop the idea of ​​destroying him!

Even a weakened version of mind-reading is enough to make people tremble with fear!

After pondering for a long time, Tang Luo looked at Zhang He and asked, "Does your mind-reading ability require active use, or can it be used without doing anything?"

Whether it's an 'active skill' or a 'passive skill' is something Tang Luo cares about very much.

If it's an active skill, Tang Luo can be more relaxed about Zhang He, who is willing to reveal secrets. But if it's a passive skill, it means he needs to expend more effort in communicating with him.

This will have some impact on the way Tang Luo and Zhang He communicate in the future.

"In front, the latter, the back, the former." Zhang He was sparing with his words, but Tang Luo still understood what he meant.

Zhang He meant that when he first acquired this ability, he couldn't control it and used it passively, but now he can control it.

After understanding his meaning, Tang Luo was somewhat alarmed.

"Wait, can this thing evolve?"

However, Tang Luo felt that Zhang He might not be fully aware of this either. If he were, he wouldn't be so hungry that he'd be munching on potato cakes right now.

So Tang Luo turned to ask, "Can your mind-reading read specific, written thoughts, or can it only perceive emotions like good or bad?"

"We'll see." Zhang He took another bite of the potato cake, then gulped down a large gulp of water. His cheeks had been bulging like a hamster ever since he got the potato cake.

If he weren't a cultivator, he probably would have choked to death. It was clear he was extremely hungry.

His actions also greatly reduced Tang Luo's vigilance.

Even a young person with the ability to read minds wouldn't lack food, but his extreme hunger suggests that he probably hasn't used his mind-reading ability to gain much benefit.

After swallowing the potato cake whole, Zhang He said, "The weaker the heart, the greater the emotional fluctuations; the more accurate, the stronger, the more composed, the more ambiguous the intention."

"At the most precise time, like the former; at the imprecise time..." When talking about the imprecise time, Zhang He hesitated and glanced at Tang Luo: "Like you, I can only feel a vague sense of good and evil. You are a good person."

Zhang He seems to have a speech tic; he always speaks in short segments, and his words are very brief.

After he finished speaking and eating the hash browns, he looked up at Tang Luo expectantly. Tang Luo could only shake his head and asked with some confusion, "Those hash browns were enough for two strong men, and you're still not full?"

"Mind reading is very energy-consuming."

Tang Luo nodded in realization.

He said that there should be no reason why the ability to read minds should be without limitations.

But this restriction is practically no different from having none at all.

Immediately, Tang Luo glanced out the window. It was midnight, and apart from the watchman striking the gong to announce the time, the streets were deserted. Even if you had money, you couldn't buy anything. He could only comfort him, "Tomorrow, I'll take you to eat some good food."

Just wait and see!

After saying that, Tang Luo frowned, then thought of something concerning his identity, and looked at Zhang He again: "How did you determine that the thoughts you heard were from the person you were reading minds?"

Was it a premonition, or did you determine it through location?

This raises a huge question: can he recognize himself through his mind-reading ability?

Tang Luo knows his own situation best. He will inevitably continue to play the role. If Zhang He can determine the identity through direct perception, it means that he might be able to see through the relationship between himself and the character he is playing. If he can't, then his role will be easier. If he can, then it will be much more difficult.

Tang Luo pondered this, trying his best to minimize his emotional fluctuations.

Zhang He frowned, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the table. He seemed to have never thought of this question before. He slowly closed his eyes, and after a long while, he said uncertainly, "The latter."

With eyes closed, you can't perceive anything.

Tang Luo nodded slightly. Assuming what he said was true, then his subsequent role should not have too many difficulties, at least in the short term, and he would not be exposed.

"besides......."

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After questioning Zhang He for a while, Tang Luo finally gained a detailed understanding of Zhang He's abilities and prepared a plan in his mind on how to keep it from him.

Turning her head, Zhang He asked, "Can you really help me get revenge?"

Tang Luo nodded.

Zhang He didn't ask any more questions; he seemed to have already confirmed the truth of Tang Luo's promise in his own way.

This is a deal.

Tang Luo did not lie to him.

He helped Zhang He avenge Zhang He, and Zhang He followed him, doing things he could and was willing to do. Moreover, he did not read minds of Zhang He or the people he brought unless absolutely necessary.

Although verbal promises have little effect, given the purity Zhang He has shown in their interactions, Tang Luo feels he can still trust her relatively well, though he will also take precautions himself.

Zhang He's experience is similar to that of the girl he saved tonight, and Tang Luo already knows who the murderer is tonight.

When Wang Yuande reprimanded his son, he said, "The second son of Prince Duan has killed hundreds or even thousands of women."

The two guards tonight are also from the Prince Duan's residence, and their target is also a woman. It doesn't take much intelligence to deduce that the mastermind behind this is most likely the second son of the Prince Duan.

It's no wonder Wang Yuande looked down on his son; there's a reason for it.

Putting aside everything else, the second son of the Prince of Duan is truly a master of poison.

His real target was most likely the little girl who was still asleep in bed, but just in case, he killed the girl's entire family.

While ruthless, the possibility of retaliation is indeed greatly reduced.

Immediately, Tang Luo frowned, recalling the layout of Dongling City in his mind, and a question suddenly arose in his heart.

Although Dongling City was unexpectedly vast, it was not only divided into inner and outer cities, but the inner city was further divided into eight streets and twelve wards. According to Tang Luo's estimate, the inner city alone had at least 500,000 people.

However, due to the relatively dense population distribution, if someone's entire family dies in the inner city, the spread of the virus would be extremely efficient.

Given the ruthlessness of the second son of the Prince of Duan, if he had continued killing like this in the inner city beforehand, there's no reason why Ke Zhen'e, who has been acting as a chivalrous knight for the past ten days, wouldn't have heard a word about it.

Moreover, based on Wang Yuande's assessment of the second son of Prince Duan, he doesn't seem like such a foolish person as to commit violence at his own doorstep.

This can even be corroborated by Zhang He's own experience. Zhang He is not from Dongling City. He came here because of his investigation, and his experience proves that Prince Duan probably used other means to get outsiders involved.

The two guards didn't even try to conceal their actions this time, making it seem more like a spur-of-the-moment decision than a premeditated plan.

What happened on the side of the second son of Prince Duan?

Tang Luo's mind raced with thoughts, but ultimately, limited by the scarcity of known information, he had no choice but to give up.

Meanwhile, Zhang He had already picked up the letter Wang Yuande had sent to Tang Luo. After Zhang He finished reading it, Tang Luo said, "Tomorrow, you will accompany me to the appointment. I need you to help me verify the truthfulness of what they say, is that alright?"

Zhang He nodded slightly.

At this moment, the girl who had been knocked unconscious by Li Kui and taken back to the room finally showed signs of waking up.