False Fairy Tale Copy [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 152

Before dark, Mingshu successfully mixed into the village with a new identity, without being noticed by anyone on the way.

Little Mushroom is the smart AI in the dungeon, and has some system permissions, so it can directly wipe out the villagers, saving Mingshu from doing it himself.

It also made a small change, so that Mingshu could hear its voice directly in his head, so that after entering the village, they could communicate more covertly, but they could not exceed twenty sentences a day.

As for the erased villagers, Little Mushroom could read the data. On the way to the village, it sat in Mingshu's pocket and told him the villagers' personalities and habits, how many family members they had, and so on.

When he arrived at the village, Little Mushroom talked to Mingshu directly in his mind, asking him to enter from the entrance of the village, who he met, how to say hello, which house the original villagers lived in, and which direction to go.

The villagers still don't know how to identify werewolves. They rely on observing whether there is any abnormality in every villager who enters the village. With this information, the little mushroom can really play a role in assisting Mingshu.

Ming Shu looked calm on the surface, but was actually very nervous. Fortunately, everything went smoothly, so he settled down in the village with his new identity.

His new identity is a single young man named Hu Yi. He is withdrawn and silent on weekdays. He has few friends and an average relationship with his parents. His family background should be pretty good in the village. He has his own big room, which is the best choice for disguise.

Naturally, Little Mushroom lived with Ming Shu in his room. There was a pot of green radish on Hu Yi's window sill, and Ming Shu used the leaves of green radish to make a bed for Little Mushroom.

The little mushroom also gnawed a few bites of the roots of the green radish, a pair of small sesame eyes suddenly lit up, and ate several of the leaves.

—

The system reminded that players were about to enter the dungeon, but on the afternoon of the third day, Mingshu saw a few strange faces coming to the village.

I heard from other villagers that they are foreigners passing by here and want to stay in the village for a while.

The village is often attacked by wolves. The villagers don't welcome outsiders, but those people don't know what they said. The village head and several old people who have the right to speak agree to arrange a place for them.

Ming Shu hid far away on the side of the path, observing secretly: "These are all players?"

There were four people in total, but they were too far away, so he couldn't see their specific appearance clearly, he only knew that they were four men.

Little Mushroom climbed onto his shoulders, looked at the others, and nodded: "Yeah."

It seemed to be thinking, blinked its eyes, and then suddenly said: "Sang Yin."

Ming Shu didn't react for a moment: "Who?"

"No. [-] in the ranking list," said Little Mushroom, who was reading the data, his eyes were a little dull, "The one with the best looks."

"Wearing glasses, ranking No.17," it continued, "Zhu Yuan."

"The fattest, No. 40 fourth in the ranking list, Li Dazhi."

"The thinnest one, fifth in the points ranking, Song Bie."

Mingshu looked at the four people who entered the village, and took a deep breath.

He thought that this trial run dungeon would only enter people with similar abilities as him, why... all of them were ranked in the top [-] on the list.

These people, in all aspects of experience and strength, far surpassed him, and even had sharper insights than npcs.

Ming Shu turned around and left, not wanting to meet them, and hurried back to the room.

It was getting dark, and his disguise sometimes failed inexplicably at night, so he had to stay indoors at all times.

Ming Shu carefully closed the window, and asked Little Mushroom: "Then what should I do now?"

The player's dungeon character is also a villager camp, which is opposite to the werewolf.

Little Mushroom let out a "huh": "The wolves will launch a sneak attack by themselves, don't worry about it, let's go to sleep."

It stretched its waist and yawned, rubbed Mingshu's cheek affectionately, jumped onto the table and got into the flower pot.

—

A few days later, Mingshu went out in the morning and met a player nearby.

Little Mushroom reminded in his mind: "Sang Yin."

Ming Shu paused slightly, then stepped forward naturally.

Sang Yin stood on the side of the road and saw Ming Shu at a glance.

He is tall and straight, with an extremely handsome face. He is dressed in coarse cloth, with the countryside and fields behind him, and he also looks good. He looks about 25 years old.

There were outsiders entering the village, and many villagers firmly disagreed, and their attitude towards them was not friendly, even after these four people came, they helped to successfully resist a surprise attack by a pack of wolves.

Ming Shu put on a sullen face, and wanted to pretend that strangers should not get close to him and hurried away, but Sang Yin took the initiative to talk to him.

"Going out?" He smiled gently, "I just came here a few days ago, it seems that I haven't seen you yet."

The system prompts that there are werewolves lurking in the village. Sangyin and the others have been in contact with many villagers these days, and have not found any abnormalities.

But Mingshu deliberately avoided them, this was the first time he met the players in the dungeon face to face.

He faced Hu Yi's face, and responded indifferently, but his heart was really nervous, and he walked past Sang Yin's side and left quickly.

He didn't seem to want to talk to Sang Yin very much, but at present, a small number of villagers in the village have this attitude towards outsiders, and Ming Shu's reaction is quite normal.

Sang Yin looked away from him, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that he turned around and took another more remote path towards the entrance of the village.

The path was farther away, Ming Shu kept his head down all the way, and didn't stop to do anything else along the way.

Then why did he take this further road?

Sang Yin looked away, and there were few people passing by on the other road at the moment, except for his two companions standing there.

At this time, a thin young man came over: "Did you find anything?"

Sang Yin was still staring at the direction where Mingshu left, and shook his head slightly: "It's hard to say..."

He thought for a moment, then asked the thin man beside him: "Are the npcs here generated by the system or played by players?"

The thin man said without hesitation: "Let's generate the system. It seems that we haven't seen any player play it yet."

There is still a big difference between system data and real people, and it can be found out after a short time together.

"And..." The thin man glanced at Sang Yin, and his expression became a little subtle, "Have you forgotten the purpose of this trial run of the copy? It is easier to generate the system directly than to find qualified people."

Sang Yin was noncommittal, and changed the subject: "Let's go to another place to see."

—

That afternoon, Little Mushroom informed Mingshu that it was time to do the task.

"Villagers are going to drop poisonous raw meat on the path the wolves pass by," it said. "We have to stop it."

They were outside the village at the moment. Little Mushroom was standing on a rock, with his head raised and his tone serious.

Ming Shu held his breath: "How to stop it?"

The little mushroom tore off a piece of mycelium from its own umbrella cap, rubbed it into a small ball, and handed it to Mingshu: "Mix my poisonous fungus with the poison prepared by the villagers, and all the poison will be gone." Fail."

Ming Shu picked up the poisonous fungus, carefully wrapped it in leaves and put it away.

Little Mushroom continued to warn: "Tomorrow they will have tóudú meat, we have to go tonight."

They went back as usual, but at night, Mingshu's disguise failed and she returned to her original appearance.

The face in the mirror had no resemblance to Hu Yi's. Ming Shu was extremely anxious, but the instability of the disguise was a system plot setting, and Little Mushroom couldn't solve it.

Little Mushroom stood by the table, making up his mind: "Then... I, I can go alone with a mushroom, and you just stay at home."

Ming Shu disagrees, the little mushroom is so small, it is a long way for it to go to the place where the poisonous meat is stored, let alone a small mushroom, how can it open the door and mix the poisonous bacteria into the poisonous place? in the meat.

In the end, Ming Shu found a large cloak and outer robe from the house, put it on and put on a hood. The wide brim of the hat covered most of his face, so he couldn't see who it was when he was far away at night.

After getting ready, Ming Shu took the toadstool and quietly left the yard.

The little mushroom hid in the pocket of his coat and whispered to him which way to go.

When he came to the place where the poisonous meat was stored, Mingshu saw a villager guarding the door.

Little Mushroom said: "To the other side, there is a back door."

Ming Shu quietly went around to the back door, the back door was locked, but the window could be opened.

He turned in through a side window, and several tables in the house were filled with wooden basins, in which were some frozen meat mixed with ice water.

There were villagers guarding the door, Mingshu acted carefully, found a bowl of water, soaked the toadstools given by the little mushrooms, waited for about ten minutes, and poured the toxins water into each wooden basin one by one.

After finishing all this, Little Mushroom praised: "Shu Shu is awesome!"

Its voice only rang in Mingshu's mind. Mingshu touched the little mushroom through his pocket to express his response, put the bowl lightly, turned out of the window again, and turned back the same way.

The village was very quiet at night, Ming Shu tightened his hood and walked back quickly.

His heart was beating fast, and he was even more nervous than when he went, for fear of being bumped into.

However, he came to whatever he was afraid of. When he turned a certain path, Mingshu heard footsteps from the side.

A slightly familiar figure appeared, it was Sang Yin whom he had seen during the day.

He was alone, and when he saw Ming Shu who was wearing a cloak to cover him tightly, he frowned slightly.

"You are?" Sang Yin asked, and walked towards Ming Shu, "Why haven't you rested so late?"

Running away at this time would make her feel more guilty, and she might not be able to escape smoothly. Ming Shu didn't dare to act rashly, and buried her head in a vague way: "I can't sleep, so I went out to find something to eat, and I'm going back now."

His voice was different from Hu Yi's during the day, it sounded strange, under the wide brim of his hat, only half of his face and light-colored lips were exposed, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

Although the face is covered, it can be seen that it looks good.

Sang Yin searched in his mind, but did not find any qualified villagers in the village.

He didn't respond, he didn't seem to believe what Mingshu said, and continued to take a step forward.

Ming Shu took a few steps back in a panic, and accidentally kicked a pebble, and was about to fall to the ground.

Sang Yin stretched out his hand to him, and Mingshu raised his head instinctively, grabbed his arm to stabilize his body, so as not to fall off the field ridge behind him.

But in this way, his face was completely exposed in front of Sang Yin.

Sang Yin's eyes turned cold: "You are not from the village."

The young man in front of him had exquisite facial features and could be called beautiful. His amber eyes were full of panic. He could be sure that he had never seen him in the village.Ming Shu almost had a cardiac arrest, pushed Sang Yin away, turned around and wanted to escape.

The little mushroom shouted anxiously in his mind: "Shu Shu, don't be afraid! There is a rock over there, use it to hit him!"

Ming Shu was already full of fear for the few players who entered the dungeon, his mind was blank and flustered, and he couldn't think, so he really listened to Little Mushroom's words.

Sang Yin grabbed a corner of Ming Shu's clothes, and was about to restrain him, when Ming Shu picked up two pebbles on the ground, turned around and threw them towards him vigorously.

Like a young rabbit being cornered, it resists in fear and powerlessness, its lethality is basically zero.

Sang Yin raised his hand to resist the stone, and stopped in his footsteps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ming Shu fled into the dark alley in a panic and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

—

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Mingshu dared to return to his residence when there was nothing unusual nearby.

He still had lingering fears, turned off the light and sat on the bedside, holding the little mushroom in his hand: "Should I get rid of him? Otherwise, he will definitely catch up..."

Ming Shu was afraid for a while, and shrank his neck: "What will happen if those players find out my identity?"

Little Mushroom sat on his hand, shaking his legs: "The other three may catch you and kill you, but Sang Yin probably won't."

Mingshu was puzzled: "Why can't he?"

Little Mushroom said in a natural tone: "Because you are in line with his preferences."

Ming Shu was stunned for a long time before finding his own voice: "...What do you mean?"

Little Mushroom raised his head, a pair of sesame eyes looked at Ming Shu in the dark: "Did Shu Shu forget?"

It muttered to itself: "The purpose of the dungeon trial run is to study whether putting npcs that meet the player's preferences into the dungeon will increase the difficulty of the dungeon."

"Theoretically speaking, with Sangyin as the reference target, the difficulty of the dungeon is easy when you put in ordinary npcs," Little Mushroom shook his head, "if you put in targeted npcs, the difficulty of the dungeon can be increased to hard."

It was not accidental that Mingshu was selected for this dungeon. He was selected from the vast crowd by the system based on the various likes and dislikes and habits that Sang Yin showed in normal times, through data integration and comparison.

In layman's terms, he is Sang Yin's favorite type.

The room was quiet for a long time before Ming Shu whispered, "Data comparison? It shouldn't be suitable for this..."

Little Mushroom doesn't understand these, it only knows that the system settings are like this.

It held its chin: "However, Shu Shu must be careful not to be caught by him."