Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

"I want to talk to you about the ritual now." The Fly Man changed his attitude very quickly. "I'm sincere. Even though I'm ugly, I still have a heart for good. What do you think?"

"Oh? Then—let me see your heart."

Put them together and read them again.

Aiming at the Fly Man, Yu Man raised his hand at the moment when he least expected it and threw the gun out like thunder.

In an instant, all the evil in the air dissipated as it moved forward.

The Fly Man seemed somewhat prepared.

Some kind of magic that clearly did not belong to it was instantly activated.

It lay across in front of it.

"I see, the 'Youshi Merchants' have studied my ice spear."

It was a sharp magic shield.

It seemed to have been activated at a very precious price, because the fly man's magic power was instantly depleted and his body even began to bleed.

Yu Man was certain that this was the trump card that the "Youshi Chamber of Commerce" gave to other branch directors in order to guard against the ice spear.

but--

"Click——"

The magic shield shattered at the first touch.

This ice spear is much stronger than the one that pierced the rat man.

"No...it's so..."

The ice spear whipped up a spiral blizzard, along with the words and the fly man—

Run through.

Not only that, the blizzard, like a meat grinder, even chopped half of its body into pieces.

The gun is still the same gun, but after that, Yu Man upgraded a lot of equipment.

As her magic reserves grew—she knew how to use it better than almost anyone else.

“Retaining time.”

Yu Man called back the flying gun and held it in his hand.

The fly man lying on the ground struggling was not actually a threat, but he was performing some kind of ritual, so one had to be careful.

"How about you, want to speak now...eh?"

Yu Man deliberately left half of its body and barely a head intact, just to give it some hope of survival, to negotiate with it, to squeeze out all the intelligence from it, and then to crush it.

It’s a pity - it was a bit of a miscalculation.

The fly man was not in control of himself and crawled backwards in a death-ignoring manner.

It took Yu Man half a second to realize that it was going to turn him, who had no hope of survival, into a part of the sacrifice.

It took the same amount of time for Yu Man to summon up his magic power and create magic to destroy it.

A little late.

The power and scale of that ceremony far exceeded expectations.

It seems like I have held it in my hands since the very beginning.

The silent, invisible evil magic devoured it in an instant.

All that was left was disgusting blood of another color... and a little debris to add color to this already terrifying warehouse.

"Eels... maybe it's my imagination." The deer spoke coldly and cautiously, "I feel a constant magical force... flying towards that ritual."

"Yes, there is." Yu Man did notice that there was magical power floating in from time to time.

"I feel... a lot like... the magic when a player dies." The deer expressed his feelings in a very soft voice.

190 Qin

"rest."

Following the command from that firm voice, the entire "Strategy Group" team, like freed earthbound spirits, lamented their happiness.

"I'm so tired..."

"I didn't expect that after thirteen fights, I still haven't seen the final stage."

"These two bosses are very powerful... Is this just the middle path?"

No matter how reliable the healer is, no matter how tough the tank is, or the output that wants to destroy the opponent with every attack, or those who silently support the special part of the team - the supports who are like glue.

Everyone sat down on the ground lamenting, not even having the energy to go to the nearby camp to rest.

The reporters and several logistics personnel accompanying the team immediately took out the prepared food and medicine from the camp and distributed them to each member.

This was the third level that the "Strategy Group" attempted to overcome after entering the dungeon, a double boss called "Appraiser".

But they had already wasted too much time.

"Unfortunately...I made a mistake on that wave."

"To be honest, my skill axis was messed up just now. I didn't have mana for a long time, which led to the gap."

"My problem is, I didn't notice you were short of mana. I should have given you elemental drops to increase your mana recovery efficiency..."

Relying on supplies, this group of elite soldiers recruited from all over the world are reviewing their mistakes.

Unlike traditional games played on electronic screens, this kind of game that requires full attention is much more difficult.

Everyone was exhausted and having fun – but still tired.

There are exceptions.

"Everyone is tired. Let's give everyone, including the logistics staff and reporters, a half-hour break."

The leader's voice never sounds tired.

It was a strange London accent, occasionally mixed with Latin, but always suppressing something, as if it were a beast disguised as a human.

He appears as a man in a mysterious robe, and his ID is Qin.

Qin's profession is a truth magician with an auxiliary position. She controls the overall situation from the rear and uses truth spells to provide various assistance to the team.

Possessing an eighth-level soul weapon and full-body seventh-level equipment, it is incredibly luxurious.

Qin single-handedly formed this team and has led it in an impeccable manner ever since, doing everything to perfection.

No one had ever heard of the guild that Qin belonged to, but the name could be translated as—

"Meow Nest"

Besides that, Jean never seemed to get tired and never made a mistake.

"I mean, we're meeting in half an hour, so feel free to log off or do whatever you want. See you in 30 minutes... I have to log off for a bit too. There are some mice in the yard."

"Okay, the captain is awesome."

"Cool."

"Come back and take it."

A half-hour break from stress is truly relaxing.

Everyone took their last breath and went into the camp to rest.

Everyone said goodbye to each other warmly and politely, greeted the team leader, thanked each other for their hard work, and then went offline.

Eat, drink water, go to the toilet, or just take a shower.

Only the reporter accompanying the team knew that it was time for her to finish her work. Half an hour was enough for her to write a thousand-word article.

And without anyone noticing, the leader, Qin, also disappeared.

……

"Invent its—road."

Shedding her solid masculine voice, Qin chanted the magic of her choice with the voice of a mature woman mixed with a hint of mischief.

A road was born under her feet.

Then, she had arrived at her destination.

The highest level of the "Youshi Chamber of Commerce" branch, the meeting hall.

Here lives the final boss she personally arranged, the president of the "Youshi Chamber of Commerce".

Tenth level.

A being that symbolizes "fairness" and has attained the godhood of a trader.

An elderly but indiscernible human male.

"...You're here—Member of the 'Fictional Truth'."

The president immediately became respectful, woke up from his observation and meditation, and hurried into the small room to avoid suspicion.

Even with his status, he was not qualified to be in the same room with the noble members of the "Parliament". This was a great blasphemy.

After all, they are the ones who control the magic of the world, vast, ancient, great - and mysterious.

"It's a bit strange that the bait didn't attract the target."

The Fictional Truth waved its hand and created a mirror.

But this mirror has no right to reflect her beautiful figure, it can only reflect a trace of falsehood.

That is the ID above her head - Qin.

She—took it off.

It's like removing makeup.

"Furthermore, the target actually detected the internal ritual node and passed through the flawless door. At the end of the warehouse—ah, they actually killed your branch chief instantly... Not good."

Qin—or rather, the "fictional truth"—was a little anxious.

This is a copy of the system she adapted. She controls all the connections here and is an almost omnipotent ancient magician herself.

She easily grasped the movements within the entire copy.

But - after all, it was just to see Yu Man.

"We'll talk later. I need to go greet her, otherwise she'll discover this precious part of the ritual. Although, this is very dangerous for me... If I meet her before completing sufficient observations... I'm afraid I'm in danger of dying..."

Just like a long time ago, a companion was killed by "Go Against All Things".

"...I wish you a safe journey."

The president didn't dare to comment on her mumbling and could only see her off respectfully.

"Fictional Truth" is an epic figure at the top of the world.

But his true form is surprisingly eloquent and friendly, and he is not some arrogant person who regards everything as dust.

Although he took advantage of the "Youshi Chamber of Commerce" and him, the president's blessing was sincere.

"Fiction is the path to indestructibility."

She went.

……

"Lu, does our roast goose count? I haven't had it since last time. I'm craving it."

"Let's do the math—I didn't expect you cared so much about the Triple Crown... It's 'us'?"

"Hey, that's the Triple Crown."

Xiaolu thought to himself, "Isn't this completely unexplainable?", then smiled and continued.

"My husband thinks roast goose causes internal heat, but she seems to be able to neutralize it. We drink a certain amount of herbal tea and eat certain foods that reduce internal heat, and only when we reach the required amount can we eat foods that cause internal heat."

As expected of a domestic robot from Guangzhou, this function is truly perfect.

She was raised by a robot like this? Yu Man suddenly understood something -