Quadruple split

two minutes later

The exhausted Yi Dong teleported back to the preparation room. He gave Mo Tan, who was humming a children's song, a hard look, and sighed: "Why can you feel so comfortable after losing the game? I feel like I'm so tired that I'm about to lose my hair!"

"Don't make trouble. With the few hairs you have now, you don't have the capital to lose hair."

Mo Tan shook his head solemnly, then stood up and walked to Yi Dong with a smile that had at least eight teeth: "That's awesome. Sure enough, he killed me in the end. It seems that you still have great potential." Yes, not bad, not bad, very good~”

"Liberate your third uncle's power!"

Yi Dong sat down on the chair with a pained face and said with a bitter smile: "I was almost forced to death by you when I had such a huge advantage. It's not worth being proud of at all. If the conditions were the same, I would have been cold. It’s clear.”

"Ha, the conditions are the same?" Mo Tan sneered and looked at Yi Dong with eyes that seemed to be looking at a retarded person: "Your premise is too ridiculous, not to mention that 'the conditions are the same' in the strict sense is almost impossible to exist. , you must know that this world is so interesting precisely because of all kinds of differences, relative fairness, absolute unfairness, the rich second generation with mental illness but great wealth, and the good young people with extraordinary talents but poverty, It is precisely because of these differences that life becomes less boring~"

The corners of Yi Dong's mouth twitched and he smiled: "Can you please stop making such low-level insinuations? Besides, it's obviously you who is mentally ill, right? Also, does the word "good young man" have anything to do with you?"

"Yes." Mo Tanqi nodded matter-of-factly, spreading his hands and saying, "Do you still remember the time when you were almost deceived into going to Afghanistan to help the poor?"

Yidong immediately began to grind his teeth: "I will never forget this in my life."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows, and then asked slowly: "Who rescued you in the end?"

Yi Dong continued to grind his teeth: "You..."

"Then do you still remember the time when you had food poisoning and almost died on the spot?"

"Of course I remember! And more than once, if it weren't for you..."

"If I hadn't provided you with emergency treatment in time and called an ambulance as soon as possible, would you have been cold?"

"What the hell..."

"By the way, there's also that time when you were dragged into the KTV private room by three wolf-like seniors~"

"How dare you say that there is nothing behind that incident..."

"Did I save you in the end at the risk of being considered a faggot?"

"Nima..."

"Isn't it?"

"Although you are right, but..."

"That's alright." Mo Tan happily interrupted the second half of Yi Dong's sentence and clapped his hands with a smile: "If I weren't a good young man, wouldn't you have died long ago?"

Yidong's head was full of dark things: "Why didn't you say that all the incidents I encountered were directly or indirectly related to you?!"

Of course, he knew that the reason why the above-mentioned incidents did not completely go out of control was all due to Mo Tan, but that was not the current personality of 'Mo Tan', and it happened to be a coincidence that the perpetrators of those cheating accidents were exactly the same as the current one. Mo Tan in state!

"So, no one is a sage, and no one can do anything wrong~"

Mo Tan nodded calmly, shrugged and said: "Good young people may have some small problems, right? Occasionally they may curse, right? They may also tell lies, right? They may also be bragging, right? They may also get into trouble. …”

"OK, I know, please shut up!"

Yi Dong forced an end to the topic with a pale face, then tilted his neck and complained to Mo Tan: "Speaking of which, your fighting styles were very different in the two battles just now. It feels like they are two very different people."

"Is it?"

Mo Tan shook his head noncommittally, and while stuffing the huge heavy crossbow into his luggage, he said: "I have always felt that the fighting styles and methods you mentioned are all nonsense. Those things are actually just various kinds of nonsense. It’s just different habits and preferences. After all, some people like headshots while others prefer anal sex. Since the goal is to kill the enemy, it is a waste of time to struggle with methods. Of course, some routines do have advantages from an objective perspective. , then naturally many people will follow suit, and over time it will become what people call 'correct' and 'common sense'. For example, mages need to meditate actively, warriors need to exercise, and thieves need to be obscene. Although there is a certain truth to this. , but I never like those things that remain the same~"

"Since you pulled so much nonsense."

Yi Dong rolled his eyes and asked angrily: "Then what do you like?"

"Slim waist, long legs, D cup."

"I'm not asking you this!"

"That's the answer~" Mo Tan laughed and shook his middle finger at Yi Dong: "I like any way that can catch the other person off guard, make him angry, panic, and have a myocardial infarction, while at the same time pleasing myself."

Yi Dong laughed dryly and continued to ask: "So you just played with me in two completely different ways just out of your own interest?"

"Not entirely." Mo Tan, who was under the 'Chaotic Neutral' personality, curled his lips in a rare move and shrugged: "Part of the reason is to prepare in advance for killing that girl in the future. Although she is much stronger than you, but After all, you are all legal professionals."

Yidong pondered for a moment, and then asked quite seriously: "What do you think your chances of winning are now?"

"It's lower than the minimum standard that I dare to take risks." Mo Tan waved his hand absentmindedly, and suddenly asked with interest: "The last skill you used to trick me was called Double Ghost Slam, right? It's quite interesting. Tell me carefully."

Yi Dong always had no reservations about Mo Tan, so he directly sent his skill information to Mo Tan through a friend message without changing the formatting.

"The secret art of psychics, it's a bit interesting, it's a bit interesting. It's completely different from the necromancy I know in this world..."

Mo Tan quickly finished reading Yidong's message, crossed his legs and analyzed: "So there is a high probability that this skill is not an 'indigenous skill' from the Guilty Continent, but more like it was modified using the settings of ghosts and monsters in reality. "

Yi Dong nodded vigorously: "Then what?"

"And your sister, I'm just guessing a few words." Mo Tan yawned, then chuckled: "You haven't used this skill before, maybe you are afraid that I will be on guard in advance, right?"

"Yes, after all, those two tablets are too obvious, and they require my concentration for two seconds."

Yidong took out a black tablet from his bag, weighed it in his hand, and replied helplessly: "It may be possible for others, but if the opponent is you... haha."

He was too familiar with Mo Tan. Putting aside the personality of 'Absolute Neutrality', at least under the other two personalities, it was very, very unrealistic to expect the other party to be careless. The 'Lawful Good' Mo Tan was very careful and had He has the intuition and observation ability at the level of a ghost, but when he is in the "chaotic neutral" state, Mo Tan is simply a ghost. He may step on a trap even if he knows there is a trap ahead, or he may use it to trick anyone, so this risk does not matter. No matter what, Yi Dong would not risk it.

"Good judgment."

Mo Tan complimented him lightly, then raised his eyebrows and said, "But I can help you study how to use it to trick people. First of all, you have to know what's in it..."

So in the next five minutes, Mo Tan recounted in great detail what he had experienced in the Hell Gate. Not only did it make Yidong deeply realize how fashionable this skill was, it also gave him a little stimulation. His three views.

"You said that you successfully passed that winding stone path despite losing all five senses!?" Yidong's whole body was square, and he stared at Mo Mo with a calm face and a particularly sad look on his face. Tan, his eyes widened: "And he didn't even get the slightest bit of 'fog of yin karma'?!"

Mo Tan looked at the former with contempt: "I should have said just now that the five senses are gradually stripped away according to a certain progress. My hearing was stripped away first, then taste, vision and touch, and the smell has always been stripped away. Without being deprived, there should be no fixed rules in theory. Besides vision and touch, the other two senses would have almost no impact even if they were gone. As for the thing that should be the 'fog of karma', I definitely haven't encountered it. , otherwise the cooldown time of your [Ghost Beast Poison Thunder] move cannot be reset, do you understand?"

"Theoretically, I understand..."

Yidong took two deep breaths and finally calmed down a little: "But how did you do it? According to what you just said, every fifth of the way forward, the five senses will be stripped away. One, that is to say, you will be blind for the last two-fifths of the journey. In the last one-fifth of the journey, you will not only be unable to see except for smells, but you will not even be able to see whether you are 'moving'. Sure, right?!”

"That's probably what happened."

Mo Tan nodded casually and said with some regret: "I originally wanted to experience the feeling of being deprived of all five senses, losing all channels for interacting with the outside world, unable to perceive any information, and unable to do anything except think. In the end You can’t even prove whether you are thinking or whether you exist. That state is really fascinating... It’s such a pity.”

"I see!"

Yi Dong directly ignored Mo Tan's words. He slapped his thigh suddenly, pointed at the latter and said loudly: "Just like a dog, the reason why you can come out smoothly is very simple, it is to smell your own urine through the sense of smell." Confirm your current location before..."

"If this was really possible, I would have made the entire city B my own territory."

Mo Tan didn't seem to be angry at all, but after making some terrifying remarks, he stated the real reason matter-of-factly: "First of all, I wrote down the path within half a minute after it appeared. , including the length, width, and every turn. Don’t look at me like I’m a retard. You can do it if you practice systematically.”

Yi Dong laughed dryly: "I seriously doubt it."

"I'm not lying to you. If your sense of direction were worse, you might be able to get twice the result with half the effort." Mo Tan stretched out his middle finger and shook it, and then continued to explain: "Then I consolidated the memory again after losing my hearing."

Yidong said expressionlessly: "Oh, what next."

Mo Tan raised his hands to cover his eyes: "That means I knew exactly how to get out before my vision was deprived."

Yi Dong continued to be expressionless: "Oh, what next."

"Then I went out."

"Oh, and then."

"I told you I was out."

"Oh, but... it's all gone now, isn't it!?" Yidong was furious at that time, and he jumped up from his chair angrily: "Please think about it for yourself, is there any nutrition in the nonsense you just said!? "

Mo Tan sighed and stood up: "In other words, you don't believe that I can still move accurately after I can't see things, let alone that I can still do the same thing after losing my sense of touch, right? ?”

Yi Dongxu raised his eyes and looked at him: "Yes."

"Okay, let me give you an example."

Although Mo Tan under his current personality is by no means a good teacher, and can even be said to be tireless in destroying others, he is still willing to explain some 'mentally retarded issues' to Yi Dong occasionally when he is in a good mood. At this time, he is still in a good mood. Yes, so this guy strolled to the center of the room, closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Straight line, five meters."

Then he walked forward five meters, walking very straight, but logically speaking, it didn't seem to be anything special, but...

"Wait a moment!"

I saw Yi Dong quickly walking up to Mo Tan, and then moving in an awkward goose step to the position where the latter had just started. He exclaimed in shock: "It's really just five meters! Not more, not more." Less! How did you do it?"

Mo Tan said "Oh" in surprise, and asked with a smile: "Then how are you sure?"

"I practiced calculating distance with the help of my steps on a whim back then..."

"And you haven't grown any taller since then, have you?"

"@#￥%!"

Yidong cursed and asked again: "So how did you do it?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you." Mo Tan shrugged and said while operating the character panel: "But you have to fight with me one more time, the last one~"

Yidong turned around sharply: "What are you talking about... what the hell are you doing!!!"

That's right, everyone must have guessed by now that Mo Tan has changed his equipment again.

This is a set of black tights that is particularly common in thieves guilds. It is low-key, simple and inconspicuous, without any characteristics, but...

"Why do I always have an ominous premonition..."

"So do you want to fight or not? It won't hurt for you to experience more actual combat~ Besides, you have such an excellent sparring partner like me~"

"Uh, but I..."

"What a mess!"

"Okay, let's just fight, the last one!"

"Oh, by the way, I suggest you turn on the video recording function~"

…

one minute later

【You have been defeated】

A cold system prompt sounded in Yidong's ears, and then he returned to the preparation room he had left less than two minutes ago in a daze, with a confused look on his face.

"How the hell did I die?!"

Chapter 287: End