I am a god in the escape game by drawing cards

Chapter 192 Do You Want a Cup of Milk Tea 8
"By the way, you said that it was because I triggered the key of your dusty memory that you restored the memory of the tester. I'm curious, what exactly does the so-called key refer to?" Fang Muge asked suspiciously.

Wan Shan thought for a moment, then slowly typed a few lines:

[After transforming from God's tester to God's people, some memories will be dusted.But every piece of memory has a corresponding trigger key, and the key trigger condition of my memory is "someone firmly believes that I am Wanshan". 】

[The last time we met, if you hadn't firmly believed that I was Wan Shan from the beginning, and even chose to become close friends with me, my memory of the tester would not have awakened. 】

[Similarly, if you hadn't let me become Wan Shan again, I would not have agreed to sever friendship with you when we met last time, let alone let you successfully complete the task and leave the instance. 】

Putting down her phone, Wan Shan looked at Fang Muge with a complicated expression.

She should hate this person, if not for this person, her tongue would not be taken away by Zhizhi, and she would not become dumb.

Likewise, she was also grateful to this person for reminding her of some memories from the time of the tester.Because she vaguely remembered that she probably didn't take the initiative to change from God's tester to God's people, those unawakened memories should be very important to her.

Fang Muge pursed her lips. If every dusty memory has a key, what key does her lost memory need?

"You said you are a citizen of God now, so have you ever seen a so-called god?" Fang Muge looked curious.

Wan Shan shook her head and typed a few lines:

[Only God's spokesperson can see the gods, and the gods convey work orders to us people through God's spokespersons. 】

[Sorry, I can't say too much, otherwise I will be punished for not following the rules and not working hard. 】

Fang Muge smiled clearly, and then asked, "If I take you out of the trial ground, will you be punished by the gods?"

Wan Shan squinted her eyes, and quickly understood what Fang Muge was talking about:
【You want to use props to take me to the transfer station?Generally speaking, only the lowly people of the gods will be made into props and rewarded to the testers.Although I am not a high-ranking citizen of God, I will not end up becoming a prop. 】

[Your idea is indeed great, but it is almost impossible to realize.And the Taohuayuan you are in is not the utopia I once stayed in, so it is not very useful for me to retrieve the remaining memories. 】

Fang Muge smiled and said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

With that said, Fang Muge activated the [Everything Can Be a Card] skill, took out an intermediate card and threw it in Wan Shan's direction.

In an instant, Wan Shan, who was sitting still, disappeared, and the mechanical system sound rang in Fang Muge's ears:

"Drip, the mid-level props have been absorbed successfully."

"Props: [Wanshan Intermediate]

(Remarks: A dungeon npc who is good at making milk tea and hot pot, whose strength is equivalent to that of an A-level tester. Each dungeon can order the other party to do two things, and there is a chance of retaliation after the task is done. Function: multifunctional product.)”

Fang Muge squinted at the newly made intermediate card in his hand, only to see the golden eyes on the black card open, revealing Wan Shan's figure.

"There is a chance of retaliation after the incident is completed..." Fang Muge chewed on this sentence, with a half-smile.

Throwing the card in his hand towards the seat where Wan Shan was sitting before, Wan Shan reappeared on the seat, and the black card flew back to Fang Musinger spinning.

Wan Shan stared at Fang Muge with a complicated expression for a long while, and then slowly typed a few lines on the phone:
[I know that some testers are favored by the gods, but the favors poured into you by the gods are too much, right?You are just an A-level tester now, so you have such a powerful skill?This world is really unfair. 】

"Fairness is relative." Fang Muge replied calmly, "I am very curious about your experience, and plan to bring you back to Taohuayuan to see what changes you will have."

Wan Shan leaned on the chair and silently typed a few lines:

[I don't think you would be so kind to help me retrieve my memory. You can't help but make me wonder if you have friends who have experienced the same experience as me.Or, in fact, you have the same experience as me, and you want to use me to uncover the truth in the fog? 】

Fang Muge smiled and changed the subject: "If I'm not wrong, at 12 o'clock in the evening, there will be buyers coming to us to buy human blood, right?"

"The purchasing time will last until 6 in the morning. I think it will be very busy when I arrive. I will go to recharge my batteries first, and you should rest earlier."

Wan Shan curled her lips slightly, and typed a few lines on the phone:

[Purchase matters have nothing to do with me, after all, the purchasers will only come to you trial practitioners.A kind reminder, your skills and props will be limited to use during the six-hour purchase time. 】

Seeing the words on Wan Shan's phone, Fang Muge squinted his eyes: "Thank you for the reminder. But, I think you will ensure my safety? After all, you are my prop now."

As he spoke, Fang Muge clamped the card with two fingers and played with it, implying the master-slave status between the two.

Wan Shan frowned, watching Fang Muge silently put on the sheets and leave her room.

Entering the room next door with only a bed frame left, seeing the room full of dust, Fang Muge cleaned it helplessly, put the sheets on the bed, and prepared to sleep.

The sleepiness did not arrive on time, but the hunger in the stomach suddenly came.

Fang Muge sat up, took out three sweet biscuits from the trial bracelet and ate them.

The biscuit was a little choking, Fang Muge hesitated for a moment, and took out the [Jiangfeng Milk Tea·Low Level] card.

Choose to extract the props in the card, and in an instant, a cup of milk tea with snails appeared in Fang Musinger.

Ignoring the unknown objects in the milk tea, Fang Muge gulped down the Jiangfeng milk tea.

The trial bracelet immediately popped up a prompt: [Drip, enjoy drinking Jiangfeng milk tea, and successfully obtained 5 Jiangfeng favorite points. 】

Looking at the drinking reminder, Fang Muge raised his eyebrows.

Obtaining the npc's favorite value will make it easier to complete the dungeon task?

After putting away the cards, Fang Muge fell asleep.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Fang Muge woke up from the terrifying suffocation.

Through the bleak moonlight outside the window, Fang Muge saw a wounded man covered in white cloth strangling her neck with one hand, while the other hand of the white cloth wounded man was holding a huge syringe, making a gesture to stab her body. Riza.

With both feet, he kicked the wounded man covered in white cloth vigorously, and then quickly punched the wounded man in white cloth on the forehead with both fists. Taking advantage of the pain in the white cloth wounded man, Fang Muge broke free from the restraints and jumped up from the bed.

Quickly walking away from the dangerous white cloth wounded, Fang Muge tried to activate the skill, but found that the trial bracelet was turned off as Wan Shan said.

The wounded Baibu staggered forward again, and the huge syringe in his hand hit Fang Muge's heart.

Fang Muge dodged the needle attack with a short body, then vigorously kicked away the white cloth wounded, rushed to the door and twisted the doorknob.

The doorknob was still locked, and the white cloth wounded apparently appeared out of thin air.

(End of this chapter)