Odd Containment Specialist

No. 58 raised his foot and was about to put it down when a figure appeared out of thin air between him and Bai He.

The opponent held a piece of soft cloth made of mirror material in his hand. It only appeared above the magma for a moment and then disappeared again.

Before she disappeared, a kunai flew out of the mirror fabric and shot straight towards No. 58!

"Boring, kill!"

No. 58 waved his fingers and struck the kunai with an invisible slash. When the kunai was about to be cut in half, a gray fog-like figure took the place of the kunai, and the slash passed through the fog.

Goro held up the exaggeratedly sized Doji Kiri with both hands and was at an extremely close range in an instant.

"Flying Thunder God..."

No. 58 heard a hoarse voice coming from the humanoid gray mist.

The next second, Doji Kiri struck him hard on the shoulder, easily splitting the alloy skeleton in his body.

Kirigakure Goro escaped with one blow. After cutting a knife, his figure disappeared again. The kunai that had just disappeared changed places with him, and accurately stabbed into the wound that had just been opened, and the detonating talisman tied to the handle of the kunai When it burned to the end, it exploded with fire and smoke, completely covering No. 58.

"The cooperation is amazing."

A gust of ice wind swept by, and the flames on No. 58 were extinguished, while the Baihe in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that it was teleported..."

No. 58, whose superficial flesh and blood was almost blown away, patted the suit that no longer existed and adjusted the air tie.

"Teleportation, teleportation, ninja...hum, I won't let you escape."

He waved his hand to disperse a few demons around him, and then immediately summoned a monster that looked like a flying bird.

Just as he was grabbing the bird demon's feet and preparing to fly into the sky, a gentle female voice came from behind him.

"It's been more than a hundred years since we last met."

Hearing this voice, No. 58 suddenly stopped, and the artificial pupils seemed to show intense emotions that only real people can have.

"Alice...you really haven't forgotten me!!!"

No. 58 turned around slowly, looking past Xia Shou and looking directly at Alice.

"What do you want to do?" Alice asked.

No. 58's hands dropped, and his tone suddenly calmed down: "I miss grandpa..."

"Alice, why did you become a possessed spirit?"

"Did you come in because of me?"

"Of course, let's go back together and I'll help you get your body back." No. 58 said sincerely.

Xia Shou said nothing and listened to the conversation between the two in silence.

This time, No. 58's attitude was completely different from last time. Before, No. 58 was so crazy, arrogant, contemptuous, and arrogant, but now he is so sincere, so sincere that there is no flaw in his disguise.

The only difference that made all this difference was that Alice recognized him.

Unfortunately, Xia Shou knew too little about No. 58.

Otherwise, Alice can act more realistically and they can extract more information.

"Alice, don't talk to him." Xia Shou ordered.

"Yes, Lord Xia Shou." Alice was very cooperative.

"Hey, who do you think you are? How dare you interrupt me and Alice."

No. 58's face no longer has simulated flesh and blood, so he cannot make expressions that match his emotions, but it is clear from his mannerisms and tone that he is very angry.

At this time, Ling Xiao appeared beside Xia Shou out of thin air and covered Xia Shou's head with a mirror cloth.

At the last moment of the transmission, Xia Shou said to No. 58: "Now, I am Alice's master."

After saying that, Xia Shou had arrived on the other side of the mirror, outside Zhenyuezhuo Village.

Bai He was lying on a dirt bag in disgrace, with his body in a big character shape. 102 and 113 stood quietly aside, keeping a certain distance from them.

Kirigakure Goro was sorting out the ninjutsu scrolls. His fingers were thin and skinny, and his cheeks were sunken, like a starving African who hadn't had enough to eat in ten years.

Only Liu Yilong was the most energetic, constantly asking what happened.

"Please understand, just because we are here does not mean that we are with you. Also, I would like to remind you that there must be fakes among you. No. 58 is the most dangerous to everyone now, but even if No. 58 dies, The problem is not solved." 102 said coldly.

After saying that, she did not forget to add: "In addition, we have no intention of killing him. We just want everyone to cooperate with a method. I think that should be the method with the least casualties. For this reason, the combat effectiveness needs to be balanced."

"What can I do?" Bai He asked.

"It should be impossible to open the door of the Seven Branches of History Tree, but it is possible to escape from Yuezhuo Village. Just pour the blood of all the fakes into the dry well under the big banyan tree. From the well outside Yuezhuo Village, we can see how to get out. This condition is actually very easy to achieve. The difficulty is how to achieve it with as few casualties as possible." 102 said.

113 stood up and said cautiously: "So... 102 and I feel that the way to minimize casualties is for everyone to follow the lottery system and die."

Bai He sat up from the soil bag and said: "What do you think? Draw lots and send people to see the well outside. If someone dies, it means that the way to leave Yuezhuo Village has not been reflected in the well, and then the person will be sent to see the well outside." Human blood poured into the well inside.

In this way, one person dies and another is killed. It is completely random and avoids unnecessary killings. It all depends on everyone's luck. "

"That's right."

"But the problem is that this plan obviously favors the weak, and the strong will not comply. No one wants to be the first to die."

"That's right, that's the problem, but killing each other is undoubtedly meaningless killing, and the strong may also be fakes. Allowing the strong to kill the weak may increase unnecessary casualties. From an overall perspective, the plan of randomly drawing lots to die is the most cost-effective." 102 said firmly.

Baihe said calmly: "Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel... In the end, this time, it will still turn into irrational killing. We will probably be no different from the previous exploration teams.

You should all feel it, right? I felt obviously weak on the second day.

According to what the village chief said, I probably won't have any strength on the fourth day, and the next three days will be just waiting to die.

So according to the strategic tendencies of the strong and weak sides, the weak will have the most say if they drag it to the last day, while the strong will kill as many people as possible during the initial period of power.

This is the most advantageous tactical choice determined by power, and has nothing to do with personal will."

Xia Shou interrupted: "In fact, I have figured out a way to distinguish."

Everyone looked at Xia Shou. Although 102's eyes were full of doubt, they also contained a hint of expectation.

The previous Occam's razor was also proposed by Xia Shou.

Although this theory failed in the end, it can still be seen that his mind is very active.

In addition, 102 and 113 had just witnessed Xia Shou's rescue of Baihe, and Xia Shou's image in their hearts had gradually taken shape.

The lighthouse conqueror and the survivor of the Blood Demon House, let's not talk about the combat power of this trump card, but his brain seems to be quite useful.

"I had to save Brother Bai just now, so I didn't have time to tell you. Now I'll tell you."

Then, Xia Shou spent five minutes to clearly explain the method of distinguishing the real from the fake.

"It sounds reasonable!" Ling Xiao gave Xia Shou a thumbs up, his face full of joy.

Baihe touched his chin behind the copper coin curtain, pondered for a long time, and finally gave a positive answer.

"I think the real identification method is probably this."

Liu Yilong also realized it belatedly: "...I didn't expect it to be so simple!"

"Simple, why can't you think of it?" Ling Xiao teased.

After thinking about it several times, No. 102 also nodded and approved Xia Shou's method, but she immediately raised the issue of execution.

"Who can recognize such extreme details? It is true that we can recognize by habit and instinct, but our brain cannot stop thinking. The slightest emotional tendency will affect the instinctive recognition of the body, and it will definitely go wrong in the end."

"Yes, in theory, if we abandon rationality and emotion and rely purely on the instinct of the body to recognize, we can distinguish the true from the false, but the problem is that no one can put these aside." Bai He sighed regretfully.

Xia Shou glanced at everyone and suddenly said: "So, we should go find Lin Tiandong."