A black Audi car drove into the parking alley, and Lin Zecheng politely walked over, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.
Song Shiyi did not leave immediately.
She looked at the green-haired girl standing under the street lamp.
“Thank you very much.”
This girl who called herself Mary was also a mystery in Song Shiyi’s memo.
There was no such apostle in the committee’s database. Song Shiyi knew nothing about the player behind Mary.
But this was not an obstacle.
For Song Shiyi, actions were more convincing than identity.
People praised by the public were not necessarily good people, and unpopular people were not necessarily unworthy of trust.
The key was what this person did.
The girl Mary in front of her had two clear records in her memo: capture Yuan Lisha and hand her over to the committee, and be wary of the “Whistleblower” and Fu Chenggang.
She stood on the side of order.
Song Shiyi was a little curious, could the player behind Mary be someone she knew?
To hide their identity, did the other person summon a new apostle to replace themselves?
Could it be?
However, it was not quite appropriate to use the word “familiar” on herself.
As a person who was always forgetting and reviewing, even if there were so-called acquaintances, she only had the other person’s one-way memory left.
Song Shiyi maintained the habit of looking forward.
She said, “Well, then I’ll go first.”
Mary spoke up, “I need information about the Whistleblower.”
Song Shiyi hesitated for a moment.
There was information about the Whistleblower in the committee’s database, but this information was generally not allowed to be leaked. It was not only for confidentiality but also to reduce panic.
Song Shiyi went through the committee’s rules and disciplines in her mind.
According to the “Regulations,” the committee’s members and prosecutors had the right to independently investigate and supervise matters related to the simulator.
Information verification fell within the normal scope of work.
“Wait a moment.”
Song Shiyi walked all the way to the black Audi and connected her phone to a portable printer. After identity verification, she entered the database…
A few minutes later, she came back with a stack of paper in a data bag and handed it to Mary.
“These are the information I can access under my authority, for reference only. Please do not leak them. Also, feel free to point out any errors or loopholes in our information.”
Mary nodded, “Thank you. Understood.”
Song Shiyi returned to the Audi, and the car slowly started.
Through the rearview mirror, she saw Mary flipping through the information page by page in the alley.
…
Through Isabella’s eyes, Lu Yao carefully read the handwriting on the printed paper.
“The Whistleblower, titled Deity, currently located in the Leap Zone, 179th in the Hall of Gods. Danger Level: A.”
“Their identity is an unknown high-dimensional world life form, specifics unknown.”
“According to statistics, the Whistleblower has caused the downfall of 4 titled deities, killed 169 gods, and non-titled deities cannot confront them…”
“It is known that there are 19 gods who belong to the Whistleblower, all of them are titled deities, including… Pray to the Gods (Jia Xiaokai)…”
…
Lu Yao finally knew that the Whistleblower was not human.
He had vaguely felt before that there might be non-human beings involved behind the Deity Simulator. After all, the simulator connected numerous dimensional realms, and the human world on Earth was just one of them.
The committee confirmed this.
The “Flayer,” who invaded the fragment world along with the Whistleblower, was obviously in the same tier as the Whistleblower. The difference in their strength would not be significant, otherwise, the Flayer would not have the qualifications to come in and share the spoils.
The committee’s information was detailed and thorough, with many terms and conclusions accompanied by paragraphs of quotes and annotations, resembling a research paper.
With the help of this information, Lu Yao finally understood the player hierarchy in the simulator.
The largest number of players were newcomers, also known as apprentice deities in the simulator.
After entering the Hall of Gods, players would be promoted to “Gods.”
Gods further advanced to become “Titled Deities.”
And then, there were the “Main Gods.”
As for the specific differences between players in different tiers, this information did not mention.
But at least Lu Yao understood one thing.
As long as he did not enter the Hall of Gods, he would enjoy the protection of the rules in the fragmented world. The committee could not determine the identity of every newcomer player, so their main focus was on protecting this group.
This eliminated the remaining concerns in Lu Yao’s heart.
The safe zone was generally safe.
The outside world was dangerous, so he should focus on developing in the fragmented world for now.
Speaking of development… he couldn’t help but mention the spoils he had obtained this time.
Lu Yao looked at the two items brought back by Isabella.
One of them was the “Identity Card” mentioned by Lin Zecheng.
It looked like a white card without any stamps, with a delicate and flexible touch.
…
“Identity Card LV3: +3 Faith per hour, can activate ‘Fictional Impression.’
Write an identity on the card, and the holder will give the corresponding fictional impression to others. The effect is best the first time it is shown, and the effect weakens with repeated use. It also works on oneself.”
Lu Yao suddenly realized.
No wonder Lin Zecheng was completely defenseless and took him for granted the first time they met. This ability was truly unnoticed.
With the “Identity Card,” he could truly create a virtual persona. With this item, Isabella would be more concealed and safe when traveling between the two worlds.
He shifted his gaze to the next item.
It was a thumb-sized glass bottle, like a sample of a perfume bottle with the label torn off. There was a red arrow symbol at the bottle’s opening.
…
“Scent Jar LV3: +1 Faith per hour.
Store scents in the jar for identification purposes.”
Unlike the “Identity Card,” the description of the “Scent Jar” was vague.
Lu Yao had to verify its effectiveness through experimentation.
After more than an hour of tinkering, he came to a preliminary conclusion: this thing was like a glass bottle-shaped dog that could sniff out scents to identify people.”The [Scent Storage Jar] can collect various scents.
By pointing the arrow on the jar’s mouth at a person at close range, it can collect their unique scent. When you encounter the same person again, there will be a color reaction in the jar – but this only applies to living things.
With the [Identity Card] and [Scent Storage Jar], Lin Zecheng indeed had an easy time investigating.
Lu Yao tossed these two items into the star ring behind him.
Suddenly, a siren sounded on the street.
Lu Yao looked out the window.
A police car with flashing lights turned into the parking lane.
Two uniformed police officers got out of the car and searched around. They found a person in a white car. This person seemed to be trapped in the car and was able to escape with the help of the police.
With his excellent vision, Lu Yao recognized at a glance that the person being helped by the police was Boss Huang, Huang Liaoxin.
That white car was Boss Huang’s BMW X5.
Lu Yao touched his head.
He had been pondering about the Simulator and the [Whistleblower], and had forgotten about him.
Lin Zecheng was not tracking him, but Boss Huang. He deliberately split his forces, letting the Apostle control Boss Huang and interrogate him for the key.
Speaking of which, this was a misunderstanding.
It basically had nothing to do with Lu Yao.
Because of his feud with Pray to the Gods and the [Whistleblower], he had taken precautions and emergency evasive actions in advance.
On the other hand, the key in Jia Xiaokai’s hand seemed a bit off.
Lu Yao did indeed get a pair of keys from the Donghai Clan, but they didn’t lead to the [Golden Plains], but were used to open the [Black Abyss].
He smelled a conspiracy.
It seemed that there was also internal calculation within the [Whistleblower] group.
Whatever.
Anyway, he was a solo player who didn’t leave the newbie area to deal with them.
If you dare to come in, see if I won’t take care of you.
The police completely withdrew from the parking lane at eight o’clock in the evening.
After confirming that the place was safe and there were no people around, Lu Yao and Isabella rode the [Ghostly White Horse] all the way there to further verify.
Not everything Lin Zecheng said was a lie, but not all of it was necessarily true either. So they needed to verify it from another party involved.
This party was naturally the Apostle who was killed by the Blood Knight with a single sword.
Lu Yao only knew his name was Xilute.
He looked at the corner.
The armored knight stood in the corner like a stone statue, not moving without orders.
As for the Blood Knight, Lu Yao only had one evaluation.
Professional!