"That makes sense."

At this moment, there was a sound of trampling leaves nearby.

A transparent figure slowly walked over.

As if wearing an invisible cloak, the figure in a red Lolita skirt pushed through the grass and walked over. A few dark leaves fell on his shoulders, and the light slowly flowed on his delicate face.

Lu Shu cautiously raised the finger with the butterfly on it, but Su Mingan smiled as if he expected Yamada Machichi to follow him.

"Then, Yamada Town is the 'third level'." Su Ming'an picked off a dark leaf next to it and observed the condition of the polluted plant: "People on this third level thought of another, more terrifying

Possibilities. For example - there are many 'ghosts', more than they can imagine..."

Lu Shu's expression changed slightly.

"Under normal circumstances, we would think that in this kind of game where ghosts catch people, the number of ghosts should be less than three, or definitely less than the number of people, right?" Su Mingan said: "

But in my opinion, this rule has been biased towards 'people'."

As he spoke, he tore the blade in his hand and made a crisp sound: "...In this way, the game is not fair at all."

He emphasized the word 'unfair' very strongly.

He looked at the leaves in his hands.

These leaves were as brittle as paper, as if they had been burnt by fire, and had a burnt smell, not as vibrant as ordinary leaves.

...This should be the influence of the so-called curse, the curse floating in the black mist at night, which polluted them like this.

"Unfair?" Lu Shu felt that he had almost become a repeater.

It's not that he is so stupid that he can't think for himself. In fact, he can also conclude what Su Ming'an said after careful analysis, but at this time, he just wants to listen to what the other party has to say.

This was his subconscious stance when communicating with Su Ming'an.

"Yes, the rules are too biased towards 'humans'. As a risky identity, 'ghosts' only have the privilege of touching people's necks during the day, but 'humans' can actually spar with 'ghosts' at night.

This is not fair at all." Su Mingan said: "So, I guess that the number of 'ghosts' should be much more than we expected, even...more than half."

"And the people on the fourth floor...the people on the fourth floor have realized everything I said above. Moreover, they will deliberately tell everything like me to judge the identities of other people." Su Ming'an glanced at Lu Shu: "

For example, Lu Shu, you should be... a 'ghost'."

Lu Shu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Your way of asking questions has always been very 'ghostly'." Su Mingan said: "Judging from your expression, you should be too..."

"I won't lie to you." Lu Shu said.

"Okay, let's end the analysis here." Su Mingan threw away the broken leaves in his hands and looked at Yamada: "You followed us secretly all the way. Do you want to hear the identities of Lu Shu and me?"

Yamada Machichi coughed slightly and looked away: "Although I mean that...but I want to thank you more."

"Um?"

"Seventh World, you saved me, thank you very much." Yamada Machichi bowed: "In return, I will be your helper in this world. You can do whatever you want with me."

He was referring to Su Ming'an and Xie Lude's joint efforts to drive away the sea monster and prevent everyone from being wiped out.

Although that action was an indispensable part of Su Mingan's perfect clearance, and he did not mean to save Yamada specifically, Yamada's temperament was such that as a beneficiary, he would not ignore the benefits he received.

Unlike those players who kept chattering and scolded the first player for insisting on taking the wrong route even after being rescued, Yamada Machichi was a person who saw clearly.

In fact, his behavior can easily win the favor of others.

Among the players at the top of the list, no one is his absolute mortal enemy.

Lu Shu frowned: "Who knows what you will do with this opportunity."

He doesn't trust Yamada Machichi.

He felt that this man was like an onion, peeling off one layer and another. When he was in the fourth world of Yamada Machichi, he unreservedly asked Su Ming'an about the "meaning of living", repaid Su Ming'an, and took the initiative to hand over a knife to commit suicide.

I feel that even if Yamada Machichi practices the so-called samurai ethics, he seems too extreme, too narrow-minded, and too fanatical.

This extreme, narrow-mindedness and fanaticism do not come from pre-modern ignorance, but from post-modern loneliness.

【I want to repay the favor.】

...This is what Yamada once said, a sentence that was both solemn and frivolous, serious and extremely conciliatory.

Now, this man came unexpectedly to repay his kindness.

It was obviously a competition for the top 100 players. On such an important occasion, this person could hand over his freedom and trust so easily.

Lu Shu stared at the other party and gradually tightened his grip on the black knife in his hand.

Standing among the dark grass, Yamada, with a somewhat depressed expression, spoke softly.

"I am a 'ghost'." Yamada Machichi showed a faint smile, and the content of his words was earth-shattering: "If you think I am a threat, you can banish me at any time during the voting. If you have any doubts about my identity,

I can also find an NPC to compete and show my ability to eliminate the opponent."

"You..." Lu Shu didn't expect this person to reveal his identity so easily.

"Okay." Su Mingan said suddenly, "I believe you."

The light in Yamada Machi's eyes became brighter, and he seemed to be very happy to be trusted by others.

Before the start of the World Game, he was a person who thought about committing suicide all the time. He looked at everything as if he were watching a black and white silent movie, and all the sounds passed by his ears like water.

Once, the word "death" hung before his eyes twenty-four hours a day.

But now, he only has this person in front of him who has been helping him and saving him several times.

"Then we have three combat forces here." Su Mingan said, seeming to affirm the value of Yamada Machichi.

...Although he only talks about trust.

"Are you a 'human'?" Lu Shu asked.

"Of course." Su Mingan said, "That's why I'm so panicked now."

Lu Shu glanced at Su Ming'an's expression and didn't see why he was panicking.

‘People’ cannot take the initiative during the daytime, and the leader around Su Ming’an suddenly disappeared. If someone really besieged him, Lu Shu believed that Su Ming’an would really be unable to resist.

...Is this why he accepted Yamada Machichi?

In order to have one more combat force that can take action during the day?

"...It's time to start looking for the oracle. Yamada, could you please go ahead?" Su Ming'an said.

Yamadacho nodded and walked in front without asking why there was no guide around Su Ming'an.

Yamada's guide is a woman whose whole body is somewhat transparent. Judging from the light wave in her hand just now, she should be a guide who has mastered the ability of 'invisibility' or 'concealment', and her ranking should not be too high.

Without Xi Boer, Su Mingan could only rely on guessing to determine the guide. If Si Boer was here, she could really tell all the information about the guide she saw.

The three of them moved forward slowly. In front of them was a dense jungle that covered the sky. As they walked along the river, they gradually saw a wider sky.

They returned to the tribe.

At the fence entrance of the fourth tribe, there is no player left, and even the eight NPCs participating in the competition are missing.

Su Mingan suddenly heard a violent gust of wind.

"Whoa!"

A pitch-black ax struck his side violently, and the stone ax cut into the ground, leaving deep carvings.

Lu Shu immediately drew his sword, and Li Lina beside him also raised the branch in his hand. However, he saw that the person who threw the ax was not another player, but a crazy-looking man with hair like weeds.

"Haha, hahaha, hee hee hee..." When the man saw them, he smiled like a child on his face. He covered his mouth with his hand and let out several strange screams like an ape.

There are black marks on his muscular arms, which are signs that the curse is spread all over his body and is on the verge of breaking out. This is a curse that cannot be delayed by the 'purification cabin'. At this point, it means that his life has entered a countdown.

.

When the people nearby saw this, they immediately wanted to stop the crazy man, but the man was very strong. He pushed the men and women who rushed forward, clapped his hands and smiled "hehe", his eyes full of childlike innocence.

"Black lamb, jump quickly~

"Black crow, fly quickly~

"Black python, crawl quickly~

"Mom picked up the ax and struck the statue ninety-nine times~

"Use its little eyes to take away its blood~

"A feather, a raven~

"A fairy tale of a rotting corpse, from its heart, the flower of the gods blooms..."

While singing cheerful nursery rhymes, he beat the beat vigorously, his footsteps were light and heavy, and his body was twisting left and right.

The commotion here was too great. The patriarch walked out of the stone house next to him. When he saw this scene, he blew his beard and stared in anger:

"——Who released this guy!" He tapped the crutch in his hand: "Didn't I say that this kind of 'exiled' guy is not allowed to enter the tribe?"

"Clan leader, we can't stop him, he is too strong..."

The people are suffering unspeakably.
To be continued...