These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 730: Despair! We are born in fairness and die in fairness!

In the center of the ruins, Jiucai Rong and his nine children were playing mahjong and cards.

There is one mahjong table and two Landlord tables, exactly ten people.

"To two."

"Wang Bang!"

"Hahahaha, remember to pay me back when the time comes."

The group of people were extremely leisurely.

The mason played cards with them, looking somewhat worried.

Aren't these bastards a bit too pretentious?

Is it really okay for us to be so leisurely?

Jiucai Rong saw through the other party's thoughts and smiled, "We are sure to win. We didn't intend to rely on our fighting power from the beginning, do you understand?"

Don’t you know what their level is?

They never thought of conquering this place with their mediocre military force!

伪人
Is it by force?

It will take over your relatives and friends, alienate your companions, and make you live in fear of suspicion.

"As long as they use their brains and analyze the situation now, they will be able to guess that a fake person has taken over the body."

"It's just that they all think they are living people, and they think we are traditional fake people who can only take over the bodies of living people."

"With ten of us taking over other people's bodies, will they ever think that there are still fake people hiding among the remaining twenty or so of them?"

"Being alert to your companions is the root cause of their defeat. This is the terrifying thing about fake people."

Jiucairong looked like he had everything under control.

Don't say yet.
They didn't take over the bodies of ten people, they took over the bodies of eleven people.
They really have fake people hiding among each other.

It's just that I haven't logged in yet, and the opponent's Cindershell Emperor is AFK according to the logic, so it's difficult for the opponent to detect me.

When the time comes, just shout: Get on board.

The traitor will appear immediately.

Jiucairong smiled:
"Now they have two possibilities."

“First, they have no more trump cards and can do nothing. In that case, these ancient bulk emperors who have not updated their versions will be beaten to death by our Nine Infants.”

They don't go online, but let the despicable villain Emperor Fengfeng log in. Emperor Fengfeng will help them defeat those guys to show his loyalty.

This is the power of idle combat.

You just need to switch the combat form, and the original owner will go into battle personally, which will be a truly perfect battle.

"Secondly, as old villains, they may have some amazing cards. After the update, they can even copy us and turn into Nine Infants."

"Copying Jiuying is their only chance of winning."

Jiucairong revealed a meaningful look:
"But according to the historical analysis given to us by the Kuangfeng Emperor, the thirteen countries do not trust each other, and the spiritual roots of the mother and the child happen to be unequal combined spiritual roots."

"They don't trust each other. If they want to merge, the best way should be for them to take turns copying their mother's spiritual roots and become the mother."

"Take turns in command? That's stupid!"

"And we have a traitor. When our traitor becomes the mother, we will take charge."

Jiucairong sneered.

That picture is so beautiful, it must be very nice to watch.

Those big guys who have reached the level of transformation must have expressions of extreme fear.

The blacksmiths don't think their calculations are invalid!
Strip away the great image of invincibility that has been mythologized in history, and they are just a group of powerful creatures with logic, thoughts, and the ability to make mistakes.

In mythology, they are omnipotent, but in reality, no one is omnipotent.

Even Emperor Jiusui, who was deified to that extent, fell and was unable to control himself. What about these guys in front of him?

The mud vomiter showed his curiosity: "Why do you think they will take turns to lead the army instead of having a fixed strong man? For example, the first emperor of their dynasty, the Face-covering Emperor, is very prestigious. It is the best solution for him to be in charge of the army all the time, right?"

"It is the best solution rationally, but absolutely impossible emotionally."

Jiucairong shook his head:
"Among those twenty-something people, there were brothers who betrayed the Fumian Emperor at the beginning of the dynasty and stabbed him in the back to split the thirteen kingdoms. Do those brothers who once stabbed him in the back dare to trust the Fumian Emperor unconditionally?"

"The cause of death in this era, according to the Storm Emperor, is that they died due to the defects in their replication of spiritual roots, and they were unable to replicate certain spiritual roots."

"But in fact, this is only the superficial reason. This dynasty did not die at the hands of the Mother of No Life. If a dynasty is perfect enough, no living thing can overthrow it."

"In history, any seemingly perfect dynasty will only fall due to its own imperfect mechanism, with flaws starting to appear from within, and they die from fairness." In fact.

When some historians heard about the history of copying dynasties, they didn't even need to listen any further, as they all keenly realized that this must be an era of vassal states and that there would never be unification.

The chaos among the princes in this historical era is not accidental, but a historical necessity!
Other dynasties all have one superpower and many strong forces, and only when one person suppresses the world can the dynasty be unified!
In the era of idols, everyone has the same upper limit.

They are all at the same level of combat power, and no one is willing to admit defeat, so they will inevitably die due to their disagreement, which will form a chain of suspicion.

The blacksmiths have a group of powerful sociologists as external support in the forum. They have analyzed this era time and time again, dissecting it deeply and seeing through the essence of its true historical development.

From the first moment they saw the dynasty, they knew that this dynasty would usher in an era of princes and eventually die due to fairness and leaderlessness.

So they came up with the current plan.

They are thirteen countries with balanced power, so for the sake of fairness, they will definitely take turns to be the leader.

And this stupid thing will definitely reveal a fatal weakness.

"Wonderful, so wonderful!"

At this moment, Jiucairong and others who were playing cards and chatting heard a voice in their ears.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the Dharma image of the Masked Emperor. They didn't know when he had quietly arrived and even listened to the entire process.

The Masked Emperor's expression was complicated at this moment.

These exquisite analyses, one sentence after another, were like the sound of a huge bell, striking his heart hard, making him seem to see the tragedy of his own era.

He thought he had a far-reaching plan, waiting for the enemy to come to him, and ambushing them secretly. As long as the enemy showed up and he copied a brand new modern system to them, they would rise up directly and restore the era of gods!
His powerful wisdom has been proven by history. He led a group of friends to overthrow the times, established an unprecedented great dynasty, and continued to improve it.

He established the statue square system and made a great wish, allowing the people to have laws to practice. As long as they copied the geniuses one by one, they would quickly break through. Perhaps this was the fairest dynasty in history, even fairer than the Jiusui era!
But it was only at this moment that he fully realized that he was in a chess game and could not recognize himself.

They created the greatest fairness and also died because of fairness.

It was never the Mother of No Birth who killed them.

at this time.

He listened to the other party's calculations, one ingenious layout after another, targeting their weaknesses, the spread of fake people, and the Nine Infants, inducing them to copy the Nine Infants and cause internal strife. Gradually, he drove them into the beast cages and slowly trapped them to death.

What he found most outrageous was
The other side didn't even send out a single soldier, but just used their brains to defeat them!

ridiculous.

We are so ridiculous.

We are a ridiculous group of historical ancients.

The Face-covering Emperor bowed and said with a wry smile:
"Your imaginative plans and strategies, your Excellency, this group of ancient ancestor demon gods..."

"As expected of the great kings who once saved the world! I am honored to see you."

The Masked Emperor's expression suddenly turned cold:
"But you are so arrogant and conceited that you even openly announced your plan. Aren't you afraid that I will hear you and win? Aren't you underestimating us a bit?"

Jiucai Rong heard this, looked at this ancient founding emperor, a powerful saint who started from scratch, and said lightly:

"So what if I told you openly? The most painful thing for a person is to hear the truth that is about to happen but be powerless to change it. It is extremely sad to watch your dreams drown in your hands."

"Besides, we are flamboyant! We love to show off! If we tell you all the plans and give you a preview, what can you do?"

The Masked Emperor was silenced by the arrogance and pretentiousness of this person.

Yes.

Even if the other party's plan is revealed, what can he do?

He could only smile bitterly when he thought back to the group of ugly faces and scheming companions.

"You still have a way to win."

Jiucai Rong smiled and said, "You don't seem to be afraid at all now. You must have a real trump card. You have overcome the weakness of not being able to copy the Mother of No Life! You can copy the Nine Infants!"

"Let's play a game, fake people killing! Find the fake people among the twenty or so of you."

"By taking turns to speak, we can catch the traitor. This way, no one will be the traitor if we take turns to lead. The two of you can combine your Nine Infants and defeat our single Nine Infants."

He paused, his voice was light, but every word he said struck into the Masked Emperor's heart.

"Of course, we may have deliberately set up a trap to deceive you and said it to you. Maybe there is not a single fake person among you, and we are using an empty city plan. Or maybe we have more than one fake person mixed in."

"Do you want to challenge me?"

Jiucai Rong smiled, revealing a meaningful look, "The founding emperor from the ancient era of idols, how about we play an interesting game, fake human killing?"

The Faceless Emperor listened to their words with a complicated expression, "That's not necessary."

He listened to the other party's analysis and calculations, and at this moment he was convinced. Finally, he bowed and said, "I came here to surrender. I am willing to be an insider and ambush and kill those saints."

(End of this chapter)