"You are a guard, right?" Su Mingan said: "Before No. 8 Andre died, you said you were a guard. I should have heard this correctly."

"I, I am a guard..." Lin Jiang lowered his head and shrank in his voice: "I am really a guard..."

"Well, I believe you." Su Mingan put his hand on her shoulder: "Tonight, I will guard the fourth player Lu Shu. Is that okay?"

"Uh-huh……"

"If I wake up tomorrow morning and find Player Four dead, I will let you die with him, do you understand?"

"Ming, I understand..." Lin Jiang lowered his head, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

The barrage began to sympathize:

[Brother Ming'an, you are so sympathetic to the beauty! Your tone is so fierce...]

[My heart aches when I see her, she looks really scared...]

[Everyone, wake up, this is number 11 on the world rankings, it’s not that simple.]

[Lin Jiang has never opened a live broadcast room. No one knows this person. Who knows what kind of ugly face she has under her pitiful little white rabbit face...]

[Hey! The sour taste is too strong, I’m being attacked personally!]

[I think her fear is quite real, and her shaking is really real...it's not like she's pretending, maybe she is just a player similar to the European Emperor, and has come so far smoothly? Isn't it possible?]

[Who knows, I can pretend to be like this in front of Brother Ming An, and I am happy when he is mean to me!]

[Wake up in front of me, let’s leave in front of the live broadcast room first.]

【……】

"Okay, let's go." After threatening Lin Jiang, he led the villain Su Ming'an and dragged Lu Shu away from here.

It was free search time now, and he needed to go to the ancestral hall in the town—this kind of place usually contained clues to the world.

He had long discovered the special point of this town - it was obviously a Western town, but it had dragon-style mahogany decorations and ancestral halls, and the brand was like a tablet. Eastern and Western cultures were strangely blended together,

It looks a bit nondescript, not like a real town, but like a place specially used as a trial space for them.

He went to the ancestral hall in the center and suddenly saw the ghost-like figure of the mayor, coming and going without a trace, suddenly appearing at the corner of the street.

"Dear Traveler No. 1." The mayor leaned on a dragon-head crutch and smiled at him: "You haven't been a guest at my house yet. I remember... I still want to tell you the story about this town..."

"Can he listen?" Su Mingan pointed at Lu Shu.

"...It's best not to, dear traveler." The mayor shook his head: "It is only because of our fate that I am willing to tell you this secret..."

"I'm leaving." Lu Shu said, "If I find any clues, I will come to your room and leave them for you."

"Okay, if I have the chance, I will tell you who I am checking tonight. Remember to tell me at the meeting tomorrow." Su Mingan waved to him, and then asked the avatar to come over and let the avatar accompany this underworld.

The old man went to listen to the story.

Su Mingan himself went to the ancestral hall first.

The air in the town was exceptionally fresh, without the rancid smell that always existed in apocalyptic copies, and there was even a fragrance of fruit. After avoiding the townspeople who had always been particularly enthusiastic, he came to an ancestral hall.

The building in front of me was unexpectedly dilapidated, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time, and no one was guarding it.

Su Mingan opened the door and heard the old wooden door creaking. The sticky spider webs were torn off and fell to the ground like catkins.

...And just when he was about to step into the threshold, he heard an extraordinarily loud thunder from the sky.

"Boom--!"

For a moment, the sound of dripping rain appeared. He looked back and saw that the originally blue and pure sky was dark and gloomy. The thick rain curtain completely enveloped the quiet buildings, like silent stone monuments.

"..."

He felt a chill brought by the rain, as if something ominous was brewing.

The sudden heavy rain seemed strange, but he did not leave and still stepped in with his right foot.

The ancestral hall in front of you houses hundreds of tablets.

A faint red candle flame was shining in the room, with some wax oil accumulated underneath.

...very strange.

There are obviously spider webs on the door. From the outside, the ancestral hall looks like a building that has been in disrepair and is about to collapse at any time. But inside, it looks like the same thing. Even the candles are still lit.

He closed the wooden door behind him, walked in, and observed the signs.

There are some Westernized names on the signs, and there is a line of text written below:

[They are all builders of Trili, great beings who voluntarily sacrificed themselves for the great god...]

There was something unexpected stuck on the back of the tablet. He stretched out his hand and tore it off. It turned out to be a yellowed piece of paper.

…

[Obtain level clues·Werewolf clue three]

[(Werewolf clue three): He is good at disguising, but what he is disguising is his own sincerity. He yearns for the world outside the lonely well. No one knows why he came... Forced to a desperate end and made a desperate move? Or... for a chance

Complete relief?]

[Note: Level clues are player identity clues, and each clue corresponds to a player.]

[Players can deduce the identity information of other players by collecting clues. 】

[The clues have been included in the clue column and can be viewed at any time.]

[Earn 10 exploration points.]

…

...a clue about the player?

Su Mingan looked at the note. The content should describe a player's past, but after thinking about it, he couldn't seem to pinpoint that player.

It says "Werewolf Clues", which means that by locating a specific player, you can determine that this player is a werewolf...

So, will there also be "prophet clues", "witch clues", "hunter clues"... and even "civilian clues", so that everyone's identity will gradually become clear outside the scene?

...He is curious about what description will be written on his corresponding note, and how the world game will define himself.

Su Ming'an was thinking when he suddenly heard a soft "squeak" sound coming from behind him.

...the sound of the wooden door being opened.

His spirit points are very high. Logically speaking, if someone comes from behind, he should at least hear footsteps.

...but it didn't.

As if a ghost had drifted in, he still didn't hear the footsteps that should have been on the ground after opening the wooden door.

He rolled up the note and dragged it into the clue column, causing slight spatial fluctuations around him.

"Ah...wait a minute..."

He heard a soft girl's voice.

Looking back, he saw a girl in a Lolita dress looking at him timidly.

...One of the players, Yamada Machichi.

She looked like she was looking for clues, but there was not even a sound of footsteps, and she looked like a cat when she walked in.

"I, I just came to take a look... don't do anything to me..." Yamada Machichi looked a little afraid of him, but he didn't seem that afraid. He even took a few steps towards this side, as if he wanted to take a closer look at him.

"You can do it yourself." Su Ming'an didn't know her identity for the time being, so he let her go.

While observing these tablets, he did not let go of his vigilance towards her.

...The elderly have returned to their prime, and many middle-aged people have returned to their youth.

This has resulted in many players looking extremely young, making it easy for people to underestimate the experience and experience they have accumulated over the years.

Especially some older female players... After becoming several decades younger, they now wear magical cosmetics, plus some beauty props from the Lord God Store, which in his opinion are useless.

She looks just like a girl aged 18 or 20. This leads to frequent marriage fraud cases in the Lord God's world where people disguise their age. It is not uncommon for old cows to eat young grass. Many players only find out after getting married that the other person is actually an uncle/aunt.

...Although it is said to be free love, concealing the original age of love is actually a kind of harm to the person who is passionately in love.

...These are one of the hotly debated topics on the World Forum, and have even spawned the popular voting topic "Should we calculate the original age or the current age?" Su Mingan has seen it when collecting information.

The woman in front of me who looks to be in her early twenties, Yamada Machichi, is not as simple as she appears on the surface.

Su Ming'an observed the table. After discovering that there was no note similar to the previous clues, he was about to squat down and see if there were any clues under the table...

"Snapped!"

He heard a very heavy sound, like shaking the ground.

Yamada Machichi on the side was looking blankly at the broken tablet on the ground.

She looked over in confusion, looking at Su Ming'an who was squatting and looking back at her, and said in a trembling voice:

"I, my hand just slipped...I don't know why it broke..."

The next moment, the entire ancestral hall began to tremble violently!

Su Ming'an instantly felt an invisible force coming over him, almost pushing him down. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled the Lolita girl standing beside him, and the light in the space flickered for a moment.
To be continued...