The last message revealed by Zhou Yijue hit the numbering issue that An Wujiu cares most.

"Does the numbers on the back of our hands represent the model we were initialized?"

After An Wujiu finished speaking, he wanted to deny himself. If this is true, everyone here is No. 98, including Wu Younanshan, who has been playing in the same scene with An Wujiu several times in a row, wouldn’t he be an outsider who broke into other models?

Zhou Yijue thought for a while, "When I found that numbers appeared on everyone's hands, I thought of this. Since it was already such a coincidence, I couldn't help but think about it in this direction."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the floating timer and said to the two: "There is not much time left, and that's all I want to say. You can rest assured that I share the information I have in order to achieve my own goals, so you don't have to doubt every word I say."

After Zhou Yijue finished speaking, he opened the door and planned to return to the room.

When An Wujiu heard him say that information was shared, he was shaken for a moment and shared an available information to Zhou Yijue.

In addition to telling him that everything here is not pure technology and has more unknowable power, he also informed Zhou Yijue of the content of the human innovation plan.

"The altar is not a simple game, you can see that it may be true to its name, and it is a real altar." An Wujiu whispered.

Zhou Yijue was silent for a moment, nodded, and before the corridor was separated, he said to himself, "I want to continue checking, I want to go to Chauvin."

After he left, Shen Ti held An Wujiu's shoulder, "He doesn't seem to be lying this time."

"I feel so too." An Wujiu said softly, "If Zhou Yijue keeps smiling, it will be the time for him to fool others."

Once he stops smiling and has other emotions, that is the real him.

An Wujiu thought that Zhou Yijue would tell him this information at this point in time, probably not only because of the numbers revealed on the back of everyone's hands during the sacrifice, but also because he knew that he would probably die tonight. If he didn't say it, at least there would be no chance in this game.

"You go back and rest." An Wujiu let Shen Ti take him to the door, turned around and leaned against the door panel, and smiled at him.

But Shen Ti did not turn his head and leave, but opened his arms and held him in his arms.

An Wujiu kissed Shen Ti's collarbone, buried his head in his shoulder and rubbed it, and then sighed a long sigh.

"I know you're tired." Shen Ti raised his hand and gently rubbed An Wujiu's back, "No matter what happens, I will be with you."

An Wujiu nodded in his arms, knowing that this was not just a simple promise.

Shen Ti has always been like this.

He finally raised his head and printed a kiss on Shen Ti's lips. The time was just right, and when he returned to the room alone, his eyesight was completely gone.

His eyes couldn't see, and An Wujiu did not draw the last card.

According to the day's speech, Megan was the only ordinary werewolf on the field. It should be difficult for her to target the murderer tonight. The good people's camp obviously left the prophet and the witch, and she would definitely not be able to let go of the gravekeeper who jumped out.

Soon, the bloody arrow appeared in front of An Wujiu again, pointing in the direction he should go.

But An Wujiu was too lazy to test it. Matsuura Mori had no need to verify it. Since Andrew was a good person, Matsuura could only be a wolf.

Besides, An Wujiu didn't want to go through the process of smearing the autopsy again, so he touched the bed and lay down, closing his eyes.

This copy seems long and psychedelic than the previous game, full of treacherous religious colors, both true and false, and with the memories gradually retrospectively, many things are incomprehensible.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the memories emerged again. An Wujiu suddenly discovered a strange thing. If he really restored his memories naturally, why can't he remember the memories of his at the altar yet? These memories seem to be arranged, when will a certain part be restored at a certain node?

For example, in this game, he just happened to remember what happened in his childhood at least.

All of these seem too "artificial".

If it is really someone who deliberately destroyed his memory, what purpose would this approach be achieved?

An Wujiu tried to imagine from that person's perspective.

Without memories, you will not remember the terrible things that happened when you were a child, the scene of your father dying in front of you, the operation of those experiments and the tortures you have suffered.

It is undeniable that most of the memories he has are cruel, and it is better to forget them.

In this way, the other party's purpose seemed to be out of kindness, trying to make him live a life closer to a "normal person". Thinking of Yang Ming and the man who matched the wrong one in this copy, they seemed to have fought with themselves before they lost their memory, so they seemed particularly afraid.

An Wujiu couldn't imagine that anyone would treat him well like this, and would not hesitate to clear his original memories, implant new and safe things, so that he could be a good person.

The only thing he could think of was the "scientists" who regarded himself as the subject of research.

Maybe they did this just to be a control group before and after amnesia. In their eyes, he is just one of the more special ones in this huge data set.

In other words, it is one of many sacrifices.

Perhaps because he gradually accepted his destiny, An Wujiu's heart suddenly calmed down. He stopped thinking about the past and no longer thought about why the evil god chose his family alone.

So God seemed to let him go for a night, leaving him sleeplessly until dawn.

When I opened my eyes again, my vision had recovered. It was snowing outside for another night, which was dazzlingly white.

"Good morning, all the players."

The holy voice broke the quiet morning.

"Today is the day when the rituals are held in the Water City. All the taboos in the city can be particularly open today. Therefore, the morning sacrifice discussions of the priests have also been changed from morning to afternoon. In other words, everyone will start discussing in the afternoon and exiling sacrifices to the sacrificed person in the evening."

Shengyin paused, "Everyone enjoy this ceremony, you will definitely gain a lot."

His voice disappeared.

An Wujiu was a little dizzy. He thought, maybe Shengyin and the rabbit were the same body, and they might both be the evil god.

When he opened the door, he thought he would see Shen Ti, but he didn't expect that the door was empty. An Wujiu turned his head and found that Shen Ti was sitting on the wall beside the door, as if he was still sleeping.

How could you sleep so well?

He squatted down and poked Shen Ti's cheek with his index finger.

No movement.

"Seriously."

He pushed.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ti actually fell to the other side.

An Wujiu's heart seemed to fall suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to touch his heart.

Who knew that at this moment, Chen Ti suddenly laughed, held his wrist, and fell into An Wujiu's arms with a smile.

"I lied to you!"

His eyes were as bright as crescent moons. He hugged An Wujiu and pulled him up. Seeing that An Wujiu's face changed, Chen Ti felt that his joke was a bit too much, "Have you scared?"

An Wujiu shook his head.

"No? Then you really don't care about me at all." Chen Ti said with a smile, "What if I'm really dead? Wouldn't you be sad?"

"Of course I will be sad." An Wujiu lowered his eyes, "So stop talking nonsense."

Chen Ti immediately said yes, and then kissed An Wujiu's forehead.

They walked side by side outside, An Wujiu didn't speak all the way, just listened quietly, occasionally responding. Before they could reach the hall of the temple, they heard the singing and dancing sounds coming from outside.

"It seems that there are many people gathered in the city of Water." An Wujiu said softly.

These days, the once warm and humid city in the water has been trapped in the vast snow for days and has become dead. Today's festival ignited the original enthusiasm and carnival here.

Due to the delay of the morning festival, everyone could not know who died last night. The remaining eight yesterday were still present today. They looked at each other and were full of suspicions. No one knew whether the one around him was a wolf or a dead person.

Shengyin asked them to go down and participate in the festival with the people of the city. Even if they don’t like the excitement, the mission of the altar still has to be done.

The wind and snow outside were even worse than yesterday, but An Wujiu saw the city people dancing barefoot in the snow from afar. The fanatical dance almost flattened the thick snow. Their feet were frozen blue and purple, almost the same as those stone sculptures.

"Are you cold?" Wu You hugged his arm and shook.

"Are you cold?" Nan Shan asked to take off his cloak and put it on him, but Wu You waved his hand.

"I don't need it." Wu You breathed a sigh of relief, and the white mist blew lingered in front of him, "You wear it yourself."

Chen Ti smiled and hugged Nan Shan's shoulder, trying to bring him agitation, "Oh, some children are really heartless, right?"

Nan Shan smiled and said, "No, no," while Wu Youcai turned his head and asked An Wujiu with a face, with an unhappy expression on his face, "Brother Wujiu, is it him?"

An Wujiu opened his eyes slightly, "What?"

"Just..." Speaking of this, Wu You pulled the collar up to cover up his unnaturalness, "I mean you must like him, what is the whole body of him worthy of your liking?"

An Wujiu raised his eyebrows and once again accidentally answered the question, "Is it so obvious?"

Wu You sighed, "I can see all the things you think in your mind. But I just don't understand why, just him? He is just like him..."

Chen Ti pulled away his raised hand, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Is there anyone else in this world who is willing to quarrel with you, a child like you?"

Wu You: "Don't you still think you are very sensible when quarrel with children?"

Chen Ti: "You admit that you are a child!"

Wu You:...

Why haven't I changed my name to say nothing.

Nanshan looked at An Wujiu and found that he seemed to have a natural barrier, separated from the noisy two people, and was completely unaffected. He was now thinking seriously while going down the stairs.

"Actually..." An Wujiu raised his head, "Many people will like to be honest."

Wu You turned his head when he heard this sound.

An Wujiu said seriously: "In terms of appearance, Chen Ti has been praised by countless people just because I heard it."

He was also very honest, "When I split his mask and saw him for the first time, I thought he looked very good to my appetite and was very special. Don't you think his eyes look good?"
To be continued...