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Chapter 225 I can save your life

"Taboo Sequence C - False Authentication - Taboo item, with cognitive distortion ability."

"The shape of the taboo sequence is a black square seal with a length and width of five centimeters, without a cover, the seal surface is red, with a traditional Chinese character 'false' engraved in the center, and black patterns engraved on the four corners. The pattern is suspected to be incomplete."

"It has been verified that the seal of false certification can only leave a seal pattern on an inactive individual. When the false certification is printed, the attribute assignment needs to be completed within three minutes -"

"During this process, the individual with the seal will become extremely malleable, and the user can adjust it as they wish to make it a replica. The attributes given should be real and cannot be imagined. If

If pattern creation is required, edible individuals need to be prepared as replica templates for false authentication."

"A judgment will be made after three minutes, and false attributes will be assigned to it depending on its similarity to the template and the user's imagination. If the pass rate is higher than 50%, the judgment will be successful and the false attributes will be successfully assigned; if it passes

If the rate is less than 50%, the judgment will fail, and the false authentication seal will remain on the user, reducing its existing attributes by one to three."

"Note 1: The criteria for judging false certifications are relatively strict. Please strictly refer to the template and the real situation when creating, strive for excellence, and don't just dream about it - we are professional in replicating."

"Note 2: The existence attribute is a digital record of the survival status. As the existence attribute decreases, the survival status will gradually turn into death (that is, the survival status is distorted). When the existence attribute is lower than 50%, the user's

The fact of survival will be judged as false and disappear from the world completely, so please be careful."

"Note 3: Within 30 minutes after the existence attribute is reduced, the user will be given the label of 'Fraudster', which will greatly reduce the credibility and even cause disgust. For the sake of safety, please try to conduct the deception in a remote and uninhabited place.

Work hard."

"Note 4: Falseness relies on reality. When selecting materials, please try to fit them as closely as possible to the template. During the reproduction process, seek truth from facts and do not make fantasy. Otherwise, the judgment will most likely fail."

"Note 5: There is a chance that a replica that looks just like the real thing has some of the effects of the real thing. Realizing this judgment will increase the user's existence attribute by 0.1."

"Note 6: Illusion is always more addictive than the truth. Those who have been within a 500-meter radius of false certification for a long time will feel intoxicated and gradually become addicted to the false illusion, thereby losing the driving force to live."

"If it is not necessary, please permanently place the Taboo Sequence C-False Authentication in an uninhabited place at least five hundred meters underground, and strictly guard it with inanimate machine guards. There should be no debris left around."

A series of information about the Taboo Sequence C-False Authentication quickly flashed through Bai Mo's mind, and he was extremely certain of his judgment just now.

He did not know all the taboo sequences, but he was quite familiar with seals such as true authentication and false authentication. Therefore, after carefully examining these spells, he saw that they were false attributes given by false authentication -

No wonder this guy has been able to deceive others many times, because it looks quite real.

Including the ethereal temperament of this guy is not a manifestation of a strong man at all, but a manifestation of his existence attributes being deprived of by false authentication, and he is one step closer to the state of death, so it gives people a sense of being.

It feels like a dream.

The survival attribute has nothing to do with lifespan. Although its reduction will have many impacts on the individual, it will only die if it is less than 50%. These are two different determination paths from the normal cycle of life and death, and they will not interact with each other.

Influence can be said to be a very special force.

The ability to fake authentication is not difficult to understand,

To put it nicely, it is a replica, but in summary it actually means a counterfeiting machine. Templates refer to real items. For example, these forged charms are actually forged based on real charms.

In other words, there is a high probability that this guy let the false certification swallow the real charm as a replica template, otherwise it would be impossible to mass-produce fake charms like this just by relying on pure imagination.

It is worth mentioning that the assignment of false attributes is based on real items. Fake ones are fake and will not have any effect of real items unless the fake ones can be confused with the real ones.

And this is very difficult to do.

Based on what he has observed, Bai Mo can now be certain of three things -

First, almost all of these charms are fakes created with the help of false authentication. As for the false authentication, there is a high probability that this guy has it.

Second, this guy has at least seen or used the "original versions" of these spells, because it is impossible to reproduce false spells just by relying on fantasy, and using spells of this level, the strength should not be too strong.

Come to think of it, who is so powerful as to engage in this kind of fraud?

Now Bai Mo has lost his power. If according to the theory of comparing the strength of extraordinary people to water, he is now a dry ocean. He does not have enough surge of his own, so it is not easy to use surge to judge the strength of others, but still

Judgment can be made based on details and experience.

As for the third point, and the most interesting point...that is, this guy is going to die.

Bai Mo retracted his thoughts, stood up straight, and looked at the stall owner in front of him quietly.

The latter lowered his head and said nothing. He was silent for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.

"What do you want?"

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded, and the stall owner asked Bai Mo's purpose without hesitation in front of the onlookers.

"You don't have to think too much, I have no purpose and I don't want anything." Bai Mo said calmly.

"Yeah?"

The stall owner smiled gloomily, "So... what you just said was just to show off your knowledge?"

He didn't believe that this guy really had nothing to ask for, otherwise he wouldn't have jumped out deliberately. He might even be planning a false authentication.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Listening to the tone of the stall owner, it seemed that the result of the whisper between the two was not very happy. Why did it smell like gunpowder?

They were itching to know what the conversation between the two had just been about.

But Bai Mo in front of the cart shook his head slightly and said, "No, what I want to say is that I can help you."

"Help me? What can you help me with?" The stall owner seemed unconcerned.

“Everything we have done from birth to now, even our constant struggle in the buffer zone, is just for one thing——”

Having said this, Bai Mo leaned down again and whispered in the stall owner's ear.

"Stay alive."

Although these three words were very light, they hit the stall owner's heart like a heavy hammer, causing him to raise his head suddenly.

Did this guy see it?

He was a little hesitant, not sure whether the other party hit him by mistake or if he really saw something was wrong with his state.

...Yes, he is dying.

Perhaps only those who are dying will understand more deeply how rare it is to be alive. When the natural law of death comes, living becomes a real dream.

Bai Mo continued: "Your level of reproduction is very high, but I think you must have failed many times before, otherwise it would not be like this - your survival attribute will soon be below the level."

The stall owner was awestruck. This guy really knew something about false authentication, otherwise he would not have known the survival attribute!

His tone was a little more urgent, and he asked in a low voice again: "Who are you, and what do you want?"

"I said, I don't want anything."

"You are willing to save my life, but you don't want anything?" The stall owner was very suspicious.

Bai Mo said lightly: "To be precise, saving your life is what I want."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment: "You want me to work for you?"

Bai Mo laughed and said: "You think too much, I don't need anyone to sacrifice their lives for me."

The stall owner thought about it carefully, got up from the ground, and motioned to Bai Mo to follow him. The two of them came to a deserted place.

Although he was not present, no one dared to steal his charm blatantly.

"Why should I trust you?" He looked at the man in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't ask you to believe me either." Bai Mo said calmly.

"Everything in this world is about profit. I still don't believe that you really want nothing."

"You may have misunderstood. I won't do anything for you. I will just tell you how to survive. In other words, whether you can survive or not depends on you."

After a pause, Bai Mo continued, "If you really need a reason, then thank you for having that talisman."

The stall owner was stunned: "Which one?"

However, Bai Mo remained silent and had no intention of explaining.

Seeing this, the stall owner did not force it. After a short silence, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and couldn't help asking: "So, the way to survive is..." `quw

"I can't tell you yet."

"Ha, you really do have something up your sleeve." He sneered, "Tell me what the conditions are."

Bai Mo didn't explain, and said: "If you really feel that you deserve it, you can really do me a favor."

God deserves it! You haven’t even helped me yet!

The stall owner was cursing in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm: "Tell me and listen."

"Help me sell something."

"What?"

"The sap of the hand vine."

Bai Mo knew that this guy probably didn't know what hand vines were, so he gave a brief explanation, and then explained, "If I sell it myself, I won't have many customers. I think you have a lot of people here, maybe someone will take a liking to it."

The stall owner simply said: "This is a simple matter, how much do you plan to price it?"

"Exchange it with other rare treasures," Bai Mo said.

"I have a big appetite. Are you sure someone will exchange it for such a thing?" the stall owner sneered.

"The hand vine is also a rare treasure, and it is reasonable to exchange it with other rare treasures." Bai Mo said calmly, "If no one really wants to buy it, just pretend to drop a drop of juice on the grass casually."

"Why?"

The stall owner was stunned. This guy was so mysterious. He wasn't trying to trick him, was he?

Bai Mo seemed to have read his thoughts and said: "Don't worry, there is no danger. I will tell you how to survive as soon as the matter is completed."

The stall owner considered it carefully for a moment and warned: "You'd better not play tricks."

He chose to agree, and he would not lose anything anyway.

"I won't go anywhere until the transaction is over, so you can rest assured." Bai Mo said calmly.

The deal between the two was reached, and soon Bai Mo got the hand vine juice from Zhang Rouzhu and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner still maintained his cold attitude from the beginning, and just put the small bottle containing the juice on the stall without explaining much.

But naturally someone noticed the newly placed bottles on the cart, so when it was their turn to shop, they curiously asked what they were.

Seeing this, the stall owner slowly introduced the functions of the juice.

To put it bluntly, this thing is similar to an anesthetic. It can put a person into a weak state, and the spirit will not be affected, but the control of the body will be gradually lost, depending on the dose taken.

With such a sparse and ordinary effect, the stall owner really didn't know why Bai Mo dared to ask for such rare treasures in exchange. He was probably out of his mind.

And the fact was not what he expected. Some people were indeed interested in this bottle of juice from the hand vine. After all, this thing could be used for self-anesthesia treatment and for secretly spying on others. However, when he heard that the price was paid in exchange for rare treasures,

, they immediately lost their desire to buy.

at the same time.

Outside the crowd, Zhang Rouzhu was chattering to Bai Mo and Zhang Tao.

She said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Bai Wu, didn't you say before that you wanted to destroy the guy who sold fake charms? Why are you still cooperating with him now?"

Zhang Tao had just heard from his sister that the spell was fake, and at this time he felt a little uncomfortable with Bai Mo's decision.

He is an upright man and cannot tolerate cheating.

"It's not cooperation, I'm just asking him to help us consign the goods." Bai Mo said calmly.

"But didn't you say you wanted to debunk that guy? He sold so many fake charms, why didn't you debunk him? Just because he is a transcendent?" Zhang Tao asked.

"I didn't know how his spells were fake before, but now it's clear. I'm afraid even the guy himself doesn't know that these fake spells do have a certain effect, which is to conceal the breath."

The ability of false authentication is to let falsehood overshadow truth, which naturally has a certain effect of falsehood. Bai Mo did not lie.

"Concealed aura?"

"Well, although the effect is very limited, it is still effective."

"But the purpose of everyone buying the charm is not just to hide the aura. This is still deception and will kill everyone at the critical moment!" After a moment of silence, Zhang Tao said sullenly.

Bai Mo shook his head slightly and suddenly asked: "Do you think that in that big market, with so many people, no one can tell that the spell is fake?"

Brother and sister Zhang Tao were stunned.

"People only want to believe what they want to believe. For example, you clearly didn't personally feel that the charm was fake, but you directly chose to believe my words and thought that the charm must be fake, didn't you?"

"It's not because we believe in you." Zhang Rouzhu pouted.

"Then have you ever thought about why you believe me so much? We have only known each other for a few days."

Zhang Tao and Zhang Rouzhu were stunned.

"because……"

Seeing that the two of them were hesitant to speak, Bai Mo directly took over their words: "The reason is very simple, because you all think that I am a powerful person."

"So what?"

"You can think about it, if I was just an ordinary person, would you still believe me so easily?"

The two were silent for a long time. Although they didn't want to admit it, it seemed to be the case. If Bai Mo was really ordinary, they wouldn't even consider letting Zhang Rouzhu pretend to be a couple.

Bai Mo said: "The rules of the world have always been made by the strong. They have the right to speak. Naturally, people are superstitious about the strong and have no doubts about the words of those with authority."

"Ignorance and weakness often coexist." He said calmly, "Believe me, even if you tell everyone now that the spell is fake, they may not believe it..."

He looked up at the sky and spoke in a low voice.

"Because I have tried it before." Twenty taels of silver was a little less, but in modern times it is still 8,000 to 10,000 yuan.

At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.

Maybe he will accept it.

In addition, Qin Hu also planned to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.

Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.

"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."

In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, his body is not what he used to be. What he has now is a perseverance.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.

With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.

But should we notify Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu hesitated a little, what if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.

If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on him, he will be killed without mercy.

"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."

Qin Hu crawled under the shaft of the car and whispered.

But what Qin An said next made him almost jump out of fright.

"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"

What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.

Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.

"Get closer, get closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he had seen it right.

The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire, or perform a beheading operation.

"one two three……"

He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.

"puff!"

It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.

Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.

For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.

After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.

Then he took a wooden gun and strangled him around his neck. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.

Just say that he had just broken the enemy's neck. In the past, he could only use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.

"Qin An, come here and search me for me."

Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.

"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, five scout flags, a kettle, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."

"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."

Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then gave him water and put the captured cotton clothes on him.

Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry who was changing his shift arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.

This is done to prevent others from taking credit. He knows what kind of environment he is in now.

"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."

The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.

At first, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."

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