Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

[Oh my, who is this? He looks a bit embarrassed!]

[Is simulating the universe so fun?]

[Is Ms. Black Tower here? Give me the whole thing too?]

[It can't be fixed. Can't you see that this is a bug in the game?]

[What's wrong with your game? The bugs are more interesting than the game content?]

[…]

Jiang Yuan has always had a good attitude.

If you don’t have the right mindset when doing something, how can you do a good job... or a bad job?

No matter what he was thinking, he appeared very calm on the surface.

Under the wash of rain, he smiled and stared at the two masks with strange smiles, waiting for their response.

The two masks stopped fighting.

"What do you want to say?" "Ha, you little wet rat~"

"You two, can you tell us about the troubles you have encountered?" Jiang Yuan flipped his hand and took out the microphone again.

The two masks became excited when they heard this.

"Little wet chicken, tell me, am I real or fake?"

"I am real, tell this ugly mask that it is a liar mask imitating me!"

"I'm real, I'm real!"

"I am the real one, and it is fake!"

Jiang Yuan once again thought of the TV series he watched when he was a child.

So, should he be Tang Sanzang or Buddha?

The pouring rain seemed to remind him: Stop dreaming, you are neither Tang Monk nor Tathagata, you are just an innocent ordinary person who has been entangled.

"Well, you want us to point out who is real and who is fake, right?"

San Yueqi came over and stood not far away from Jiang Yuan.

She was surprised to find that the rain did not splash on her, only Jiang Yuan was wet.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Expose this liar!"

The two masks floated up and down, and the smiling faces kept changing, sometimes turning into crying faces, and sometimes turning into angry faces.

They suddenly turned towards March 7, and in the blink of an eye they floated in front of Dan Heng.

"Say it!"

“Who is real and who is fake!”

Dan Heng stared at the mask in front of him and leaned back slightly.

"I don't know!" San Yue Qi was very distressed and pushed Jiang Yuan, "Come on, Jiang Yuan, didn't you say you came from another world? You must be knowledgeable and experienced, use your intelligence and talent!"

If Jiang Yuan had to say, these two masks gave him a similar feeling.

They all have a taste of joy.

Who can tell the truth from the false?

Isn't it just two fun gods joining forces to have fun?

He shook his head: "How should I know? There are no such masks in the other world! I can't try them one by one, right?"

The mask suddenly stopped moving.

They slowly turned to Jiang Yuan, and the smiling faces on them seemed to become more meaningful.

“Good idea…” “Good idea!”

"Try it on!" "Put it on and we'll know if it's real or not!"

Jiang Yuan took two steps back.

Who knows what unexpected surprises will come when you put on the mask from the God of Fun.

He was not very willing for a moment.

Sanyueqi and Danheng also disagreed with this method.

Tests are tests, but it’s okay to find ways to solve their problems.

But just putting two masks that look weird on your face?

"No!" Dan Heng spoke up to stop him.

"Let's just forget it, shall we?" San Yue Qi's tone softened, but he was very determined. "Can you just wear a talking mask on your face? No, no!"

But will the masks produced by Lezishen listen to their opinions?

While the two people were trying to stop them, the two masks were already flying towards Jiang Yuan's face.

"stop!"

Jiang Yuan quickly raised his hand, holding a mask in one hand.

"I didn't say this was the only way."

What does it mean to think of a solution in a hurry?

Don’t think that Jiang Yuan’s brain is rusty and he only thinks about doing all kinds of things.

At critical moments, his brain still works pretty well.

Since he was able to guess that the two masks came from Aha from another world and the God of Fun in this world.

Well, he thought he might still be able to tell the difference between the two.

For example, the joyful energy that had been following him for hundreds of years without moving.

Although this thing only moved a few times at critical moments.

After coming to this world, he felt more like Aha had already guessed that he would come here, and transferred energy under the banner of making him the messenger, so that he could sneak in through his body.

But after all, I've been in his body for so long, so there's a certain sense of familiarity there.

Jiang Yuan's method comes from this sense of intimacy.

Joyful energy +10.

He held the mask, feeling the energy in his body growing, and a sense of "as expected" arose in his heart.

Before this, he had secretly followed his heart and made guesses.

After holding the mask in his hand, he confirmed that his guess was correct.

"Found."

He raised high the "beauty mask" on his right hand.

“You are real!”

"I'm real, I'm real!" The mask made an excited sound.

The smiling face on the other mask was much more restrained.

"You are real too!" Jiang Yuan raised another mask.

"Eh?" Sanyueqi blinked, "Both are real? How did you find out?"

"Because," Jiang Yuan lowered his voice and said in a deep and reliable voice, "I found the connection between them."

"What connection?"

"They are brothers who have never met before! That's why they look so similar!"

"……what?"

〔ah? 〕

〔I really like what Xiao Sanyue said:〕

〔ah? 〕

[Do you believe it? I don’t believe it anyway.]

[A brother I’ve never met? It reminds me of someone who used to call me a half-brother.]

[Jiang Yuan really has friends and relatives all over the world!]

[The masks are related by blood? I want to see how he explains it.]

How to explain? No explanation is needed!

The two masks had no intention of asking further questions.

They laughed joyfully in sync.

"Hahahahaha, very good, very good."

"Yes, we are brothers!"

"Now, let us, the masked brothers, grant you the reward for answering the questions correctly!"

The mask didn't finish its words.

The mask that Jiang Yuan first raised disappeared in his hands.

Jiang Yuan felt that the energy of joy in his body was increasing, and at the same time, some shackles were being released.

He seems to be able to mobilize the energy of joy?

Before he could even try, another mask flew out of his hand. Before anyone could react—

It slapped him on the face.

"hiss!"

Hearing this voice, San Yueqi took a breath.

It sounds a bit painful.

Dan Heng walked quickly to Jiang Yuan, with a green light flashing in his eyes: "Jiang Yuan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Jiang Yuan's face remained calm even though he was hiding it behind the mask.

He grimaced in his heart.

Other than the pain, everything is fine.

He found that he seemed to have become an envoy again in this world.