Void Jigsaw Puzzle

Returning to the City God Temple from the Riverside Square, Zhong Chenmu felt more and more the importance of the base.

Otherwise, if they encounter a personal feud like the one between Zhang Shuo and Song Cheng, as long as one side is left alone, they are likely to be beaten to death by a group of people. Even if they are lucky enough to escape, they are bound to be injured.

Although the conflict that occurred in the Riverside Square during the day was quickly brought under control and the Guoyue team members present expressed their support for surrender, Guoyue had not yet held a general meeting.

Judging from the situation in the morning, the composition of Guoyue team is more complicated than that of Huoyue team, and Guoyue's own control ability is also more limited.

Although she said that she would definitely complete the vote within the next two days, Zhong Chenmu was not completely sure.

At this time, it was late at night, but he still kept his eyes open in the darkness, staring blankly at the gray ceiling in the dim light.

Except for the main hall, all other rooms in the City God Temple have been converted into large bunk beds.

The puzzle team referred to the berth arrangement of a "hard sleeper train" that existed on Earth in the past and found in the book, and divided the beds into three layers: upper, middle and lower, in order to maximize the use of space.

Zhong Chenmu, like everyone else, just occupied a bunk bed.

He chose an upper bunk in a corner.

With his hands under his head, Zhong Chenmu finally had some time to review what had happened in the past few days.

There were too many things to do, some of which were too much for him to handle.

The most recent one was a message Fan Ting sent him on the way to Cuiyun Corridor, warning him: "Be careful of teams other than ours becoming hostile to us. Before we incorporate Team Guoyue, minimize our contact with the other three teams."

None of them were easy to solve. So, he deliberately kept his thoughts secret, because he was not sure if the hydrogen thought was also eavesdropping.

However, when it comes to his biggest feeling, he feels that he has made great progress in all aspects, whether it is in terms of language expression or the ease with which he handles things. Sometimes, when he speaks out, he feels a little surprised.

"Can I say this..."

I don't know if this has anything to do with the ever-changing and increasing indomitable value in the system.

When he took over the position of captain from Retir, the indomitable value in the system changed to "100011111".

Now, after several things happened in these days, it has grown to "101111110".

Although the number of digits is still nine, the value has increased significantly.

Based on previous analysis, this system cannot achieve very precise quantification, but the changes in the number of digits and the increase in the values ​​between the same digits can still explain many things very clearly.

At least, the general direction is correct, and new and perhaps more difficult challenges will follow.

"But how can you unleash your power? You can't just accumulate it without releasing it."

This was a matter of great concern to Zhong Chenmu.

It's like having a gold mine but not knowing where to start.

There are two things he most hopes the system can help with: first, to help those teams that are required to surrender according to the agreement to complete the vote of all members in support and end the "Reunification" game as soon as possible. Of course, the Jigsaw Team must be the final winner; second, to deal with the Silicon Clan and help Zhu Tong take revenge.

He didn't even dream of using the system to deal with the Hydrogen Clan, because he felt that at this stage, since the Hydrogen Clan was willing to let them play this "unification" game, it meant they still had some room for maneuver. There was no need to create new enemies before reaching a dead end.

But the Silicon Clan is different, there is already a blood feud.

This revenge must be avenged, even if it means being torn to pieces or even like an egg hitting a rock.

Various ideas collided and settled in his mind, and finally aroused fatigue. Zhong Chenmu fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

......

The next morning, Guoyue gathered all members in the large conference hall on the second floor of the library.

After yesterday's incident at the Riverside Square, she felt very tired. Following the advice of Zhong Chenmu and Reyue, she decided to strike while the iron was hot. With the team members at the Riverside Square yesterday as the core and the support, she quickly and easily completed the process of having all members vote in favor - except Zhang Shuo.

Because she had designated Zhang Shuo in advance as the person to be copied by Zhong Chenmu.

And Zhang Shuo's replica - "Zhang Shuo" will be directly killed by Zhong Chenmu's puzzle team.

This will allow the Jigsaw Team to become the winning team in Group 4.

At this time, when Zhang Shuo learned that Song Cheng was laid off by the company like himself, and received almost no compensation because of his shorter working experience, his mood completely changed. He truly regarded this young man, who was only 22 years old, as his brother in distress.

So, for the sake of my brother, it’s no big deal to create a replica and then have this replica killed.

After briefly outlining the overall situation, Guo Yue concluded, "Everyone, as I've communicated with you before, in order to swiftly conclude the 'Reunification' plan, allowing the Hydrogen Clan to finish this game, allowing us to move from the closed Wuming City into the open Taibai Star and find our missing pieces—both individually and collectively—our Prophet Society's overall strategy is to surrender to the Jigsaw Team. This requires each of you to cast your sacred vote of approval."

After listening to her speech, there was silence in the conference hall at first, and then there was a little whispering.

Just like throwing a small stone into calm water, although it will not make any sound, the ripples will inevitably spread.

"I'm not a 'disabled person,' I just feel like my current life is stagnant and boring. But if I want to change this boredom, I need to give up my dignity and surrender to a group of people I don't know. What's the point?"

"Exactly. The leader of the so-called 'Jigsaw Team' is only 17 years old, barely even fully grown. Why should we surrender to them? And not the other way around?"

"I thought the Prophet Society would be fun, but I didn't expect to be asked to vote right away..."

These discussions were not loud, nor did they become the mainstream of the conference, but they became faint cracks in the whole puzzle. If they were not quickly bridged, the whole puzzle would not be complete.

Guo Yue stood on the stage, feeling slightly anxious, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, Zhang Shuo and Song Cheng both jumped onto the podium and shouted to the audience, "Everyone, please take a look at the bigger picture! Don't worry about our internal reputations. As long as we can get out as soon as possible, everyone will benefit! We both fought each other to the death at the beginning, but what happened? What's the difference? We both got fired!"

Guoyue looked at the two of them with some surprise and gratitude.

At this time, it is crucial to have someone to support you.

Sure enough, the complaints in the conference hall became much quieter.

Guo Yue was just about to call on everyone to start voting when he saw the main door of the conference hall opposite being suddenly pushed open.

A man rushed in from outside the door. Before anyone could react, he strode to the stage, took out a pocket crossbow from his arms, and shot two arrows at Zhang Shuo and Song Cheng!

Amidst exclamations, Zhang Shuo and Song Cheng's chests had been pierced by cold arrows, and blood immediately soaked their chests, like two bright red flowers blooming in an instant.

When Guo Yue reacted and called on his teammates to fight back, the man had already returned quickly and his figure disappeared in the light and shadow at the door.

Everything happened in a flash.

Everyone was caught off guard.

All Guo Yue remembered clearly was the color of the halo above the man's head.

Bright red, just like the bright red of blood.