You tell me, this is called daily youth?

This routine is so classic, entrusting your body and mind to God, and does that also include your property? In essence, it is no different from pyramid schemes.

Yuki finally understood why the hint said "evil god", and he wrote down this important information and breathed a sigh of relief.

The players are tourists and do not need to stay in the square. Moreover, as the number of people increases, the square becomes more and more chaotic, and some people will definitely not be able to bear it.

Sure enough, when he bowed to say goodbye to the old man and looked up again, he found that some people were missing.

The girl in the motorcycle suit and the three newcomers all left the square in the crowd, causing the remaining five veteran players to look at each other and see each other's doubts.

Those who leave may be 'undercover' or 'judges', or even 'ordinary people' who are disgusted with the cult, but those who stay are definitely 'believers'.

'I don't have to do anything, the problem will be solved by itself.'

Yuki sneered. No one had more concentration and patience than him. Who said he had to do the questions by himself? Wouldn't it be better to wait for others to solve them first?

No one was stupid. Almost at the same time, all the players retreated synchronously and left the square quickly, except Yuki who was a little slower.

This was a psychological tactic, he also wanted to see the ceremony.

I saw clergymen wearing robes of various colors walking up to the stone platform next to the church. Thousands of people sat on the ground, gathered on the east side of the square. Regardless of whether they believed or not, a sound similar to that of a Buddhist sutra meeting was heard.

Yuki couldn't hear what they were saying, or perhaps the language was so bad that even the Reincarnation Game couldn't translate it.

buzzing.

The whispers of thousands of people gathered together, like countless flies flying, and the magical thing is that it makes people feel peaceful.

When a tall, thin, plain-looking middle-aged man in white clothes stepped onto the stone platform, the murmuring sound suddenly increased by an order of magnitude.

How pious!

Yuki sighed, then opened the Devil's Eye. He took a quick glance, and the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally. He quickly closed his eyes, quickened his pace, and ran away from the square as if he was running away, never daring to look back.

How weird and crazy it is under the warm sunshine.

Chapter 5: Those in the know are often confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly (K)

South of town, rooftop.

Yuki ran to the edge of the town in one breath, climbed onto the roof, held his knees and took several breaths before he came to his senses.

The constant buzzing sound of chanting filled my ears, and the square was like a huge source of noise, but it was not as disturbing as the lamentations of the devil's hospital.

"But that's because you didn't see the extraordinary scene."

If he didn't have the Demon Eye, he would have been fooled by the chanting. But the moment he activated the bloodline skill, the world Yuki saw was different.

Thousands of people actually sat on the ground, chanting unknown scriptures and praying for the protection of the gods, and then...

The gods really came.

Fat, black, pus-oozing maggots appeared on the heads of all the townspeople. Some were thick, some were thin. Whether you believe it or not, they opened their bloody mouths and bit off from the top of the head, wrapping the whole person inside.

It was a bit like a blood-sucking worm lying on human skin, eating with voracious mouthfuls and shaking its fat body. He even felt a little sympathetic for the player who drew the 'Cultist'.

It’s okay if you can’t see the extraordinary phenomena, but if you can, who would dare to hold that thing in your mouth? I can’t stand it anyway.

Yuki grimaced. He originally thought of this as a simple mission, but now he was filled with disgust towards the town. It was so disgusting, even more disgusting than those demons in the hospital.

"Then the Demon Eye can't be used casually. We have to find another way."

Disgusting as it was, the problem still had to be solved. He opened the Demon Eye for just a moment and found that the maggots were trembling as if in resonance, with a tendency to "look" at him, so he quickly closed it and ran away.

Can't look directly at gods? This thing should be quite outrageous when it is fully functioned.

Why let the killer believers, isn't it the way out provided by the game? As for how to do it, that is the player's own business.

Yuki sat cross-legged, not daring to look at the "spectacular view" over at the square. He frowned and thought for a long time before coming up with a rough idea.

"The first step is to find a friend, an undercover agent. His tips should be similar to mine and he should be able to help."

Accustomed to working in a team, Yuki didn't think about solving the problem on his own even without the seniors and others, and he had already grasped the clues.

"Yue Gong is one of the three new recruits. There is a possibility that these four are 'undercover'. Of course, there is a small chance that he is a top-notch old shady guy who is clearly a 'cultist' but does the opposite."

"There should be very few players who can do this, because doing the opposite requires a necessary option, which is to overwhelm the strength of other players."

Yuki touched his chin. If he drew the 'Cultist', he would definitely do this, using himself as bait to lure out other players. One on one, I can kill anyone with less than three copies of experience.

With the idea and clues, now it depends on how to execute it. Yuki didn't get stuck on it. Anyway, the game will not allow players to easily steal the fish.

"The second step is to not reveal your identity, otherwise you will be attacked by everyone."

Yuki checked his watch and saw that it had been about an hour, so he stood up and saw the crowd dispersing from the square.

Like bursting bubbles, thousands of people retreated back into a dozen alleys. Everyone seemed familiar with this ritual, and after reciting the scriptures, they went home and did what they had to do.

Yuki waited for a while before slowly climbing down the stairs, ready to test the three newcomers. However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he was startled and turned around quickly.

The old man in a shirt with a kind face was standing not far behind him. He was also stunned and smiled gently.

"Sir, what a coincidence, we meet again."

What a coincidence! In such a small town, how can you accurately locate me?

Although the reincarnation game has been full of coincidences since he joined, he never believed in luck, and the fingers hidden behind his back moved slightly.

This is definitely a fanatic. Should I take action against him? No, it is more likely that this is a temptation, a temptation that every player must face. I am not the only one who has been proselytized in the square.

Yuki suppressed his murderous intent, smiled and nodded: "It is indeed fate, it must be the gods guiding us."

"Great, it seems you have already felt the grace of God." The old man crossed his fingers and said impatiently, "How about I take you to the church right now? The ceremony has just ended. Maybe you can see the saint. It would be a great honor."

"Well, let's not go now."

"why?"

The old man was stunned. It only took a moment for his face to change from kind to terrifying. It was so fast that Yuki couldn't help but complain that people could change their faces so quickly.

Fortunately, sophistry can't faze him.

"God is supreme, right? We should be in awe of him, right?"

"of course."

“But some people don’t serve with their whole hearts, just because of the herd mentality.”

"Those people will understand one day." The old man said disdainfully. He certainly knew that not everyone in the town was pious.

"So I can't be that kind of person. I want to understand God, fear God, and then love God. If I don't do it with all my heart, it would be an insult to Him. Sir, do you think I'm right?"

The old man blinked. His reason was irrefutable. This wasn't the KPI of a social animal to complete in attracting new members to join the group. As a fanatic, of course he had to do it to perfection.

"Then I'll go with you to the church, and the priests will definitely explain everything clearly." He was very stubborn and had no intention of letting Yuki go.

I'm afraid you have to explain it to me in the physical sense. I have to explain it to you, but not now.

Yuki remained calm and shook his head slowly: "There are many priests?"

"not much."

"That's it. Every new believer needs to be personally preached by them. Who will serve God then?"

"Well, that's true. So what do you think we should do?"

The so-called talk therapy is to quietly take the initiative into your own hands.

"Let's go to your house. As a devout believer." Yuki spread his hands and smiled easily: "Just tell me these principles."

......

The world is just a makeshift team, and the same goes for the reincarnation game. As long as you don’t make any mistakes, someone will be exposed first.

As the 'Judge', Yuki was very courageous. After being entangled, he did not panic at all. Instead, he took the opportunity to live in the home of a fanatic.

This is a two-story building right next to the road.

On the surface, the residents of the town are wealthy. Almost everyone has a small villa, and their families are complete, living a peaceful and happy life.

In the past ten years, Yuki had studied various religious books in his spare time, ranging from the three major religions to Cthulhu, so it was impossible for this old man to fool him with "talk therapy".

As they were talking about the principles, the host turned the tables and it was Yuki who analyzed for him the source of God's grace. This made the old man very excited, and he even took out a pen and paper, ready to show off to his old friends.

'Religion is all about reason, and I have a pretty sharp tongue.'

Yuki spent the entire afternoon drooling and not daring to eat the snacks and drinks that were served. He finally tricked the old man into going to bed, and then he paced around the hut.

The living room is spacious, with a cloth sofa covered with wool cushions and an old transistor TV. There are no channels when it is turned on, so it is just for decoration.

The TV wall is covered with photos, including five people from three generations of a family, all with happy smiles. Looking back, a cute little girl is playing with building blocks, with her pretty mother next to her.

"If I hadn't seen it with the devil's eye, I would have been fooled."

The more normal it is, the more abnormal it is. Yuki has never let down his guard. When he was analyzing the situation with the old man, he tried to get some information out of him, but the latter knew nothing.

Believe in God, love God, and dedicate everything to Him. This is all he understands. As for what the scriptures are about, he still makes it mysterious. He just says that he will understand it when he believes in God in the future.

A code, a code known only to true believers.

Yuki kept collecting information. As he was thinking, he felt a pat on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was the beautiful woman who was about thirty years old.

"Mr. Li, the room is ready for you." The young woman said softly.

"Ms. Catherine, I told you it wouldn't be that troublesome."

"You are my father's guest. You must stay here tonight. My father will take you to church tomorrow."

After walking around Yuki, I came into contact with several residents. Some of them were fanatical believers, some were light believers, and some did not believe at all. However, they were all very stubborn and I had to find a lot of excuses to refuse them.

"OK, thank you."

"You're welcome. Please rest for a few minutes. I'll prepare dinner right away. You should eat it this time."

"I'm not actually hungry..."

"You must eat!" The young woman emphasized her tone, making her expression look fierce.

Until Yuki nodded, she changed into her gentle and kind appearance again, bowed slightly, and went to the kitchen with her perky buttocks twisted.

'Good intentions' cannot be refused.

Yuki was speechless as he watched the young woman enter the kitchen, wash vegetables and cut meat.

The young woman's back was still quite attractive, but Yuki frowned, not used to such enthusiasm.

It has been five or six hours since I entered the dungeon. There is not a single car passing on the road outside the window. There are at least two thousand people in the town. Where do they get their daily necessities from?

Yuki glanced at the playing girls, then turned his gaze back to the photos on the TV wall. The square-faced man in the photo was the old man's son, and according to him, he was working outside.

Aren't you just wandering around the streets? Where do you get your job?

There is definitely a problem. If this continues, there are only three options left:

First, knock out this family, but I will be punished, and these townspeople always find me so accurately, it never ends.

Second, it is hard to resist enthusiasm, so eat first. Otherwise, there will be no excuse tomorrow. If you are dragged to the church, you will still be killed.

Third, if he runs away quietly now but the fundamental problem is not solved, he will still be harassed by other townspeople.

I was feeling a bit troubled when I heard the young woman in the kitchen calling me.

"Mr. Li, can you help me get some seasoning?"

Yuki moved his mouth slightly but said nothing. He was thinking about something and how could he be disturbed?

"Mr. Li, can you look after my daughter for me?"

Two minutes later, the young woman shouted again. This time, Yuki felt something was strange. Doesn't this woman know how to read people's faces? It was obvious that he didn't want to help.

He glanced at the doll-like blonde girl next to him. He had never spoken to her because there was no need. The latter was like an autistic patient, fiddling with building blocks and not even bothering to look at him.

[Tip 1: The town is filled with a fanatical atmosphere. Do not leave the town. Please pay attention to the enthusiasm of the residents.]

No way......

Yuki's eyes twitched slightly, and this time he kept silent. Two minutes later, the young woman called him for the third time.

"Mr. Li, the meal is ready. Could you please wake my parents up?"

The old man and the old woman were taking a nap on the second floor. It was normal for them to help out when they were guests at someone's home, but after asking him for help three times in a row, Yuki refused to respond like a dead person.

Normally, even a person with the best temper would become impatient. Yuki looked at the back and savored the feeling.

Her tone remained gentle, with almost no fluctuations. Did she not care at all?

Her hospitality was met with silence. Is her temper really that good?