Odren and Manit walked out of the Darksoul Swamp covered in mud.
The two looked exhausted. They had spent the night in the swamp.
They had also fought the whole night without a moment's rest.
Of course, they had also gained a lot.
They wanted to rest, but they couldn't.
Lying on the ground now was no different from suicide.
They needed to find a safe place to rest.
And the exit of the Darksoul Swamp was definitely not a safe place.
But after a few steps, they saw someone coming alone.
They remembered that person, Ayelef. He was a short guy less than 1.6 meters tall.
But what really impressed them was Ayelef's loneliness.
Since the start of the Supernatural Youth Fighting Competition, Ayelef barely communicated with others.
And because of his loneliness, there had been a conflict outside the competition.
Ayelef also noticed Odren and Manit.
They stopped at the same time.
They looked at each other warily.
"Manit, what do we do?"
"His identity is safe," Manit said in a low voice.
"Safe? How do you know? Is your prophecy skill's cooldown over? "
"No." Manit shook his head. "But almost everyone knows his personality. Do you think the organizers will arrange a spy identity for him? If he's a spy and forcefully stays in a team against his personality, he'll probably be the first suspect. "
Odren thought about it. That seemed to make sense.
"Our identities aren't random?"
"Of course it's not random. Our identities and strengths are all arranged by the organizers according to our strengths, magic attributes, and personalities. None of them are random. For example, you and Ayelev are people who would never become spies."
"Why don't you say yourself?"
"I have a 50% chance of being a spy," Manit said. Manit said, "Among the 16 contestants, there are no more than four who are qualified to be spies. I'm guessing that there will be three spies. I'm not a spy, so there's a 90% chance that the other three are spies."
"Who are the three you think are?"
"The first one is Alunteri, who we met yesterday," Manit said. "My impression of her is that she's good at socializing. I've met her more than once in bars."
"That means you go to bars often."
"All in all, she's a very smart woman. Once in a bar, she said that she was going to treat, but a few minutes later, she found someone else who was willing to pay for her."
"That doesn't mean anything."
"Do you remember that terrifying spirit from yesterday? After their team failed, she was the first to make the choice to sacrifice a companion."
"At that time, they had no other choice, right?"
"You know, behind this game, there are countless eyes watching us. At that time, even if that smart woman sacrificed herself, it would be better than sacrificing her companions, but she made the most foolish decision. With her brain, under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have made such a decision." "Unless she's on a different side from us," Manit said. "In that case, what she did wasn't stupid, but a smart choice."
Ao Delun pondered for a moment. It seemed to make sense.
"So that woman is 100% a spy."
"Since you're so sure, why did you say it's only 90%?"
"I haven't met the other two yet," Manit said. "I can only say that with 16 players, the possibility of three spies is 90%, and the possibility of two or four spies is only 10%."
"For 16 players, four spies is too many, and two spies is too few, so three spies is a very suitable number," Manit said. "The game has only been going for a day, so there's still a lot of information we don't know. I can't make an accurate judgment."
At this moment, Ayelev walked over from the opposite side.
"What is he doing?"
"He can tell that we're not spies."
"How could you tell?"
"Of course. With our combination, we can't be two spies. If one of us was a spy, the winner would've been decided long ago, so the possibility of meeting two spies is very low. Based on this premise, he can infer that we're players from the Righteous Faction."
Before Manit and Ao Delun could speak, Ayelef said, "I want to team up with you."
"Sure." Manit nodded.
"I'm a Cursed Spirit, Beast King, Observer, and Son of God."
Manit and Ao Delun didn't expect Ayelef to reveal his identity so easily.
The two could only reveal their identity and profession.
"Your identity as the Son of God seems a bit special," Manit said.
"I can choose my faction. In terms of character setting, I'm the child of the Evil God."
The two gasped. Ayelef continued, "Don't worry, I choose the Righteous Faction."
"Why?"
"Because the Righteous Faction is weak. Weakness means better rewards."
"Your theory is a bit far-fetched. In RPG games, it's almost always the Righteous Faction that wins."
"I don't think so," Ayelef said calmly. Ayelev said calmly, "Although we're in an RPG game, it's still a real game. I've already met three terrifying existences. Since those terrifying existences can appear as NPC characters, then as the final BOSS, the Evil God, its power will be beyond our imagination. Perhaps we'll meet a real god … Of course, the possibility of that is very low, but it's still something we can't defeat through normal means. So, if we choose the Righteous Faction and perform exceptionally well, then the rewards will be very generous."
Clap clap clap —
Suddenly, the sound of clapping came from the woods.
Then, Alunteri walked out from the woods.
In an instant, the three of them showed hostility.
"Looks like there are quite a few smart people here." Alunteri looked at the three of them with admiration.
At the same time, Alunteri glanced at Manit.
Manit had a vague feeling that she might've heard the conversation between him and Ao Delun.
And now, she appeared here without any of her companions around her.
This meant that she might've eliminated all of them.
This wasn't good news. She'd completed her identity mission, and it might've been more than enough.
This meant that her rewards would far surpass the three of them.
At the same time, it meant that the three of them would be in a very passive position.
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