This Game is Not Easy ~

Chapter 47 Anatomy (First Update)

However, in view of the existence of [Tracker] in this dungeon, Fang Yi had to raise his guess by another level—

Maybe, this novice is pretending to be a novice, actively exposing the identity of the player, trying to lead the snake out of the hole, but there is actually some lore behind it.

A further guess is that this guy may be a novice player, or it may really be an NPC, a trap set by instigating players, ready to seduce other players to take the initiative and expose himself.

"Headache, the indiscriminate entry of high-end players has made the game difficult too much. Things that should have been easy to guess, after being linked with high-end players, everything has become confusing, like a fog that makes people unable to guess. understand the truth behind these actions.”

The battle of wits and courage among high-end players is very fierce, and any small detail can make people think twice.

In a dungeon full of newcomers, flaws are flaws, mistakes are mistakes, and traps are traps. It's easy to see clues.

But in the high-end game, the flaw may be a trap, and the trap may be a bait. It is impossible to simply use common sense to think about it, and it is even more impossible to just look at the surface.

And once this flaw is guessed wrong, the follow-up series of interlocking means will be launched immediately, directly approaching a desperate situation, and there is basically no hope of turning over.

Therefore, in the high-end game, you must take every step, keep a clear head at all times, not be tempted by interests, not attracted by flaws, see through everything, and make use of it, and finally have the chance to win.

This kind of high-end game is very energy-intensive, and it is often exhausted after a game.

Because of this, Fang Yi kept talking about the chaos of old acquaintances.

Because he just wanted to abuse vegetables easily.

At least before the [Duan Ranking], he just wanted to empty his mind and think about it casually.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. It's not so coincidental that this doctor bird's beak happens to be the [Stalker], with a one in nine chance."

Having said that, Fang Yi still focused his attention on Doctor Bird's Beak.

At this time, Doctor Birdbeak had already arrived in front of the lord.

After a little salute, Doctor Birdbeak said, "Lord Lord, I already know how Knight Agold was poisoned."

"Say."

The fat earl was concise.

When Doctor Bird's Mouth heard this, he wasn't annoyed at all, he seemed to be confident, smiled slightly, and raised his head proudly.

Everyone moved slightly in their hearts, raised their spirits, and looked forward to it.

And Doctor Birdbeak lived up to expectations and spoke slowly.

"It's wine! The bottle of wine at Knight Agold's table was manipulated!"

Poof!

Everyone almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Is not this nonsensical?

I thought the doctor had found some new clues, but after an autopsy, it was found that there was something wrong with the alcohol.

The eyes of everyone looking at Doctor Birdbeak suddenly became a little contemptuous.

"You mean, I poisoned Knight Agold?"

The fat earl's face darkened again.

"No! Lord, how dare I have such an idea!"

Doctor Bird's Beak, who thought he would get a compliment, was obviously panicked, and his voice became hurried.

"I'm just stating the results of my autopsy. If the Lord still wants accurate results, I can conduct an autopsy on the body of Knight Agold..."

The voice behind Doctor Bird's Beak suddenly dropped until he completely shut up.

Because he found that everyone present was looking at him with shocked eyes.

Cold sweat quietly appeared on his forehead.

What... what's going on? ! Did I say something I shouldn't have said?

Impossible! I have clearly checked it with my identity skills, and the items with toxin residues are wine and the lips of the deceased. There is no reason to go wrong!

But the strange silence around him, and the neat and unanimous reactions of everyone, made Doctor Bird's Beak's heart thump.

As a college student who has just graduated, as a novice who has just played a few dungeons, he has no idea what went wrong.

boom!

At this time, someone finally recovered.

There were more than a dozen guests at the table, and they clapped at the table almost at the same time, roaring furiously.

"Here! Blasphemy!"

At the same time, there was a word in the hearts of all the players present.

"Player, definitely a player!"

In [Medieval Dungeon], those who can say the word [anatomy] are either lunatics or players with advanced consciousness.

Because in the Middle Ages, the medical technology of dissection was far from being accepted by the world.

Anyone who proposed an autopsy was either killed as a heretic, or shut up forever and conducted research secretly in the dark.

And the doctor in front of him, at first glance, is the royal doctor of Count Xhosa's manor, and there is no reason why he doesn't know this kind of 'common sense'.

But he still said it naturally, and even Count Xhosa was shocked.

From this, it can be seen that this guy is no longer the former Dr. Gul.

All the players present sneered in their hearts and secretly marked Dr. Gul, but there was no flaw on the surface.

The shock that should be shocked, the roar that should be roared, merges with the people around.

"Doctor Gul, I didn't expect you to have such a devilish idea! You heresy! I let you work in the manor for so many years in vain, I really missed the point!"

Count Xhosa's complexion was blue for a while, and pale for a while, but he felt that he was ashamed to the extreme today.

Ye Mo did not find out, but found out that Dr. Goul, who has worked in the manor for many years, is actually a heretic!

Infuriated, Count Xhosa roared.

"Come here! Take Dr. Goul to the dungeon and be executed in public tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The members of the heavy equipment team responded, set up Dr. Goul, and dragged him away.

"Wait...Wait! Lord, I made a mistake just now. I'm not trying to dissect! It's just an inspection, a re-examination of the corpse!"

Dr. Gul was carried away by the members of the heavy equipment team. He looked very flustered and explained one after another.

It's a pity that it was too late. When the word 'anatomy' was uttered, he had already become a 'dead man'.

Either die today or die tomorrow.

Either at the hands of the earl or at the hands of other players.

It can be said that this bird-beak doctor has already been sentenced out of this game.

"Unless this guy is a [Stalker], he will definitely become a blood sacrifice."

Fang Yi's mind is like a mirror, and he sees the situation more and more clearly.

In this dungeon, there are a total of nine players, eight ordinary players, one intruder, and a [Stalker] who is suspected to be an old acquaintance.

[Tracker] Let's not mention it for a while, if he is really an old acquaintance, he is definitely the most difficult guy to deal with.

The remaining players should be the old players from other districts and the new players from the new district.

[Tracker] Fang Yi needs to raise his spirits, but other people...

Ps1: Thank you for the 300 starting coins for the "non-mainstream teenagers born in the 1990s".

Chapter 48 Warehouse (Second)

In Fang Yi's eyes, there is actually no difference between such an old vest player and a new player. They are not on the same level as the old acquaintances he knows. To say that they are local chickens and **** dogs is flattering.

Because Fang Yi's acquaintances are all experienced players and talented players.

Or the top professional players in various regions, standing at the top.

Or the captain of the team, a figure at the official level.

Compared with such a big man, the old vest players in the new district who are dancing very happily are really not enough to watch.

"[Tracker] I can't tell who it is for the time being, unless the water is muddy first and let him show his feet... It seems that we still need to use ordinary players as a breakthrough first."

Because the identity of Doctor Bird's Mouth was exposed before, Fang Yi had already seen many guys who were suspected players.

Next, as long as he overcomes the difficulties in front of him, he can give up the identity of the corpse. Directly and secretly conduct investigations and solve these suspected targets one by one. And purposefully designed traps, trying to find a way to elicit [Trackers].

The fact that the corpse died and came back to life in front of everyone's eyes is truly eye-catching.

But if the processed corpse disappears, that's another story.

At least no one would be interested in corpses, nor would they really go to the corpse pile to see if there was one missing corpse.

Tread.

After Dr. Birdbeak was taken out, the scene was still chaotic.

And at this juncture, the old one-eyed finally returned.

Aware of the arrival of the old one-eyed, the fat earl rubbed his temples with a headache, looking at the chaos below.

Obviously, in this case, it is impossible to continue investigating the Night Demon.

"Everyone, today's investigation and discussion about the Night Demon will stop here. Please go back to your house and rest in peace. I will question and investigate you one-on-one tomorrow. I hope you will be well by then. Cooperate."

Count Xhosa's voice fell, and the commotion came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked up at Count Xhosa with an ugly expression.

Greatsword Mark tapped the tabletop.

"Count Xhosa, does this count as imprisonment?"

"Of course not. I won't restrict your freedom. It's just that it's snowing heavily outside, so it's not advisable to go out. I hope you can settle in the manor for a few days."

The previous wretched mercenary smiled thiefly.

"What if we don't?"

"Then please do it, but your horses will be detained by me as compensation for your rudeness."

What? !

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they came to understand.

It turns out that the Count is waiting for us here.

The fake vampire laughed weirdly.

"Jie Jie! Vampires are never afraid... Anyway, I'm not a Night Demon, and Count Xhosa can stay with me for a few days if he wants."

Originally, the fake vampire seemed to want to make a big news, but when he was stunned by the giant sword Mark, he immediately persuaded him and became much more normal.

"I... Of course I'm not a Night Demon... So I'm willing to stay."

At this time, the foodie woman also had red eyes and said weakly.

After the incident of the beheading of the person beside her, her appetite was greatly reduced, and she hasn't eaten anything until now. She has been covering her face and wiping tears, and it is only now that she can barely recover.

Someone took the lead, and the others agreed one after another, all agreeing to live for a few days.

The fat earl nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at the old one-eyed.

"You also take care of this corpse. I'll ask Dr. Mel from Snowfield Castle to come over tomorrow and let her examine the corpse."

"Yes!"

The old one-eyed responded and began to pull Fang Yi's feet up against his shoulders.

Then he treated Fang Yi like a mop, put his upper body on the ground and his lower body on his shoulders, and dragged it outward.

Don't look at Fang Yi's use of the suspended animation skill, being dragged like this, it still hurts.

In other words, Fang Yi's willpower was amazing, but he didn't shout, but he held it all abruptly.

But there was still a scratch on his face, and the wounds were inexplicably more numerous.

Although it is not fatal, it is very uncomfortable.

And when the old one-eyed dragged Fang Yi's body outside, Fang Yi couldn't help trembling in his heart.

Outside, as he expected, it was snowing heavily.

The roofs of the houses are covered with thick snow, and the snow on the ground is thirty or forty centimeters thick.

Fang Yi looked carefully, and the old one-eyed stepped down, directly into his knee.

"Emotion is not a matter of hurting your face, it's just a face of snow!"

Fang Yi doubted that if he continued to be dragged by the old one-eyed like this, would he be directly submerged in snow and suffocate to death?

"Or, why don't you just take advantage of the opportunity now, kill the old one-eyed directly, and then hide it?"

As soon as the idea came to him, he saw that on the road ahead, many servants were rushing towards here in the wind and snow.

Obviously, their target is not Fang Yi or Old One-eyed, but the lord's mansion behind them.

"No, if I start here, the chances of being discovered are too high. Maybe I should... huh?!"

Fang Yizheng was thinking about it when his body suddenly shook.

Looking at Liulu with his eyes, he saw that the old one-eyed rare and kindly held his body completely on his shoulders, over the top of his head, and finally no longer used as a mop.

"In this case, you don't have to take the risk, let's take action now..."

But as the old one-eyed continued to move forward, Fang Yi realized that something was wrong.

Because he found that the reason why the old one-eyed resisted him was to use his body to resist the wind and snow.

The ice-cold thick snow directly covered Fang Yi's body, making him stiff and his body turning blue and purple.

"Damn it! I don't feel like I need to pretend to be a corpse now, I just want to become a corpse!"

Fortunately, just when Fang Yi couldn't bear it anymore, the old one-eyed finally took him to a closed house.

Bang~www.mtlnovel.com~ put Fang Yi's body down, and the old one-eyed started to walk inside, as if looking for something.

Although the slate on the ground was a little uneven when it was thrown down, and the fall was quite painful, Fang Yi still resisted and did not hum.

And because the Eyesight Six Road has a certain night vision ability, Fang Yi quickly detected the surrounding situation.

In the distance, wooden barrels for storing grain and beer, as well as old boxes piled up in piles, and rusted farming tools were randomly placed in the corners of the walls.

Surrounded by all kinds of sundries, Fang Yi even saw summer clothes that were randomly hung on the box because the box could not fit.

And the most conspicuous thing is the corpse of Baron Ram, whose head was separated before, lying beside Fang Yi, it can even be said to be close to him.

Those eyes that were not resting, stared at Fang Yi like that, staring at Fang Yi.

If he could move now, Fang Yi would definitely be in a state of twitching at the corners of his mouth.

Nima, it turns out that the so-called corpse disposal by the fat earl is to throw the corpse into the warehouse!

Also, Baron Ram, I didn't kill you, can you please stop staring at me like that, it's so uncomfortable!

Puff puff.

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