Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god

Hearing Shen Bingmiao's words, Lin Yu fell silent again.

"How can you, a digital life, lose all your money by investing in financial products? Shouldn't you have a steady stream of money by just investing a few times?"

"My computing power is used to maintain the 'forum'," Shen Bingmiao said helplessly, "and don't be too naive, junior brother, investing is not something that can be done as long as the reaction speed is fast enough."

"Can't you modify your balance or something like that?"

Hearing Lin Yu's question, Shen Bingmiao replied helplessly: "I can do it in terms of ability, but...actually doing these things will violate some of my underlying agreements."

"Okay, I know," Lin Yu said, "Anyway, I'm not short of money now."

"By the way, there is one last question , "Lin Yu paused and looked at Shen Bingmiao, "This question is not important, you don't have to answer..."

"It's just my personal curiosity, senior sister - since you squeezed yourself into Jiangcheng Media for me, and your appearance is obviously unreliable, so, how old are you this year?"

Shen Bingmiao was listening attentively at first, but after hearing Lin Yu's question, she immediately felt helpless: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It seems that you don't have any questions... I'd better leave first."

"Next, if you need any help or remember any clues to the second plan, remember to contact me immediately."

Shen Bingmiao said, and then the figure projected from the mobile phone disappeared and cut off the communication with Lin Yu.

Looking at the busy phone, Lin Yu also let out a long breath.

Lin Zhao, five years ago, fragments of fate, gods, ultimate copy...

Although he didn't like the feeling that everything was completely uncontrollable and unknowable before, and even where the problem was, now that he knew part of the "truth" and saw the mystery, Lin Yu still didn't feel much better.

Heavy fog loomed over his head, and the mysteries of the past were like ingredients in a boiling hot pot, looming but unclear.

Moreover, the truth of these mysteries could not be ignored at all - it was related to whether his sister Lin Zhao could be resurrected.

"I can only take it one step at a time, at least there is my 'accomplice', my senior sister."

Lin Yu rubbed his eyebrows and said.

It was strange to say that although he had just learned about Lin Zhao's death today, Lin Yu didn't know why he didn't feel "sad" or "painful" at all.

Perhaps in the memory that was deleted five years ago, he had consumed all the "sorrow".

He walked outside the house. At this moment, the illusion of "Lin Zhao" that appeared in the house because of the "realization" had disappeared, and those traces were also erased, leaving only an empty room.

Lin Yu walked into the living room and found that all the money he had given to Lin Zhao was scattered on the ground - and in the middle of the red banknotes, there was an old and broken black and white photo lying quietly.

The pretty girl with round cheeks stared at the camera quietly with a smile on her face.

The last dusty memory finally came to his mind.

"So this is my sister's posthumous photo."

Lin Yu said softly, picking up the photo.

At this moment, he still felt a little bit...

lonely.

"I must find out all the truths..."

Lin Yu murmured in a low voice, and then the blood words in front of him emerged.

[Fate Fragment·Qi Si: Fragments of fate in the form of posthumous photos, after holding them, can gain the favor of fate, but also attract prying and watching. ]

At this moment, this [prop] has belonged to him.

Lin Yu put this [Fate Fragment·Qi Si] into the [Prop Space] and let out a long breath.

He spit out the loneliness and depression.

Although he didn't know what he had planned five years ago, Lin Yu decided to believe in himself.

Although I am not a genius, I will never be careless when it comes to Lin Zhao.

Picking up the money on the ground one by one, and then returning to the room, Lin Yu met Lao Zheng and Hannah again.

Looking at Lao Zheng, Lin Yu sighed.

"So, Lao Zheng, you said I was special because you saw that I would definitely join the 'Death Game'?"

Lao Zheng explained: "I can feel the breath of 'fate' in you, so it will definitely lead you into this game. Of course... I didn't expect that there was a 'fragment of fate' in your house."

Lin Yu looked at Lao Zheng: "Okay, in that case, let's reconcile - you can tell me what you wanted to ask me before."

Lao Zheng was very surprised: "Don't you hate the 'Psychological Society' anymore?"

"No, I still hate it. Although it has indeed eased a little, it doesn't prevent me from wanting this organization to disappear immediately," Lin Yu answered truthfully, "but this matter is no longer my top priority."

"Of course, as a report... you have to teach me how to use and manipulate mental power."

Lin Yu said, Lao Zheng responded immediately.

"Deal, boss."

"In fact, what I want you to do is also very simple... I hope you kill one of the current board members of the 'Psychological Society'."

Lao Zheng said seriously, but Lin Yu was shocked.

"Ah? Are you sure you don't want to destroy the Psychological Society as well?"

If Lao Zheng had said that this was his purpose earlier, Lin Yu felt that there was no need to break up with him.

In his opinion, the people he wanted to kill in the entire "Psychological Society" were ranked by priority. In addition to "Fluoxetine", they were probably the members of the board of directors.

Lao Zheng shook his head: "No, I hope you can kill the undercover... I know that there is an undercover of "Predator" in the board of directors of the "Psychological Society", but I don't know who it is."

Lin Yu nodded: "Okay, I should kill the entire board of directors, so I will definitely not miss him."

Lao Zheng was a little speechless after hearing this: "Okay... Let's take a step back."

The two of them temporarily reached a subtle reconciliation.

"Okay, it's time to report to Li Hua," Lin Yu exhaled, "After that, it's time to report to the "tycoon."

"However, the strategy should also be changed... Whether it is "May May" or other identities, maybe it can be more high-profile."

Before being cautious, a lot of it was because of his weak strength and because Lin Zhao was hesitant.

But now he has reached the second level, and Lin Zhao is no longer in this world...

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he was fearless.

Why should he keep a low profile?

"This time when I go to Jiang'an Hall, I will try to see if I can get some [Golden Words] and [Tower Scam]!"