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

Chapter 1404 The miserable mandarin duck

"His soul was scattered, his bones were crushed and his ashes were scattered..."

Lin Yu pondered the words Old Zheng had said and felt that Old Zheng was probably not lying to him.

But he still looked at Old Zheng and spoke.

"What exactly happened, Lao Zheng? Can you tell me in detail? It's not that I don't trust you, but I want to make my own judgment."

Upon hearing this, Old Zheng didn't hide anything and readily said, "There's nothing wrong with saying this, boss. Although his death was tragic, it doesn't involve any secrets."

"He died in a [dungeon] deep in the sea off Kirishima, and I was in a party with him at the time—deep in the Kirishima realm, there is a place called 'Kingdom of the Dead,' where there is a 'phantom island' outside the records of Kirishima."

"When we were doing a [dungeon] on that island, we encountered a terrifying 'fog surge': a turbulent flow of soul power and mental power that would indiscriminately attack all sentient beings within its coverage area, and there would also be a large number of powerful soulless monsters 'hunting' each other."

"I escaped by sheer luck... but the first 'Jung' was not so lucky. His soul, body, and spirit were torn apart by the soul turbulence and devoured by the 'Soulless Monsters'."

Old Zheng sighed with emotion, reminiscing about these old stories with a touch of nostalgia.

"Although I really had no choice at the time, looking back now... I still feel it's a pity."

"After all, I had only just begun to study mental power at that time, and my foundation in Kirishima was still shallow. If I were to go now, it would probably be much easier, and perhaps 'Jung' wouldn't have died."

After hearing this, Lin Yu confirmed that the first "Jung" must have been witnessed to die by Lao Zheng, and that Lao Zheng must have felt his friend's spirit and soul being torn apart and dissipated.

Therefore, the first Jung should indeed have "died on the spot".

only……

"Could it be that this 'Kingdom of the Dead' on Kirishima Island has some kind of mysterious and bizarre mechanism that allows the souls of the 'dead' to reappear? Or... although the 'Kingdom of the Dead' may not have such a mechanism, is it possible that the first 'Jung,' who was skilled in 'soul' matters, had some kind of special reaction in this particular place, causing him to 'come back to life'?"

Lin Yu raised his own reasonable questions.

Old Zheng stroked his chin and said, "Although my base and main world of activity are in Kirishima... the 'Kingdom of the Dead' and 'Mist Surge' are too mysterious, and I really don't know much about them, so I dare not say for sure that such a thing will not happen."

"Even my 'friends' in Kirishima... shouldn't make any judgments about matters related to the 'Kingdom of the Dead'."

Lin Yu naturally knew who Old Zheng was referring to when he mentioned "friends" in a slightly unnatural tone, but he wasn't in the mood to tease Old Zheng right now.

"Even Princess Baiyue, a native of Kirishima and someone who lived through the previous civilization, doesn't know about that 'Kingdom of the Dead'?"

Lin Yu asked, somewhat surprised.

Old Zheng nodded: "That's right... But I think that even though the 'Kingdom of the Dead' is so mysterious, the situation you described still has a very small probability of happening... or you could say that it simply won't happen."

Lin Yu looked at Old Zheng and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Old Zheng replied, "Naturally, it's because although I don't understand the 'Kingdom of the Dead,' I do know a fair bit about the first 'Jung'... If he were truly resurrected and able to operate in reality, he certainly wouldn't hide his identity, but would return to the 'Psychological Society' in a high-profile manner."

"Of course, it's possible that his personality might have changed drastically during the resurrection process... but if so many low-probability conditions are to be met, then the possibility is far too small, so it's better to ignore it for now."

Lin Yu nodded slightly upon hearing Old Zheng's words.

“Then let’s put aside the possibility of Jung’s resurrection for now… However, since he was also the founder of the Psychological Society, could he have left behind some legacy, just like you?”

"Since the mastermind behind this is using the exact same abilities as him, is it possible that it was done by his successor?"

Old Zheng hesitated and said, "To be honest, I haven't heard of him leaving behind anything like that... But he did teach a lot of people some simple techniques for using 'soul power' in the early days of the 'Psychological Society,' and he was very enthusiastic about helping promising newcomers in the organization grow quickly."

"So, if someone were to study his 'soul puppet' technique after his death and eventually obtain a set of [items] with similar functions in Kirishima by chance, thus gaining abilities almost identical to his, although it would still be difficult, it is not entirely impossible."

"But if we look at it from this perspective, there are too many potential suspects—at least during my time as president, I didn't see anyone showing any signs of this."

As Lao Zheng spoke, Lin Yu nodded slightly.

"It's alright. Now that we've confirmed that they're most likely from the 'Psychological Society,' I'll investigate further as needed."

“Since the other party is actively acting under the banner of ‘Schreber,’ they probably also intend to put pressure on ‘Schreber.’ So naturally, I have a way to find their weakness by starting from this point.”

As Lin Yu spoke, Old Zheng nodded: "That's right, boss. Once the 'Psychological Society' starts taking action, they won't just stop after a few simple actions. As long as we remain patient... they will naturally reveal more flaws."

Fu Luo, who had been listening in the background, finally chimed in.

"After all, that member of the 'Psychological Society' did declare that he would continue to 'create chaos'... Moreover, I think you can sit back and watch the fight, Lao Lin—the other party has taken the initiative to impersonate 'Schreber,' and once this news gets out, that 'Schreber' will most likely not let it go, and might even come knocking on your door to help you deal with the 'Psychological Society'!"

Fu Luo said optimistically.

Lin Yu opened his mouth, unsure how to refute Fu Luo, and finally could only sigh: "That would be best... but when I make plans, I can't assume such an optimistic scenario that only happens with a low probability."

Fu Luo scratched his head: "Is it a low probability? I think that although this idea is indeed a bit optimistic, it may not be a low probability. After all, based on some rumors about 'Schreber' and the time I met him, this guy has a bad personality, is vindictive, narrow-minded and full of bad intentions. So he probably can't tolerate the 'Psychological Society' using his code name. After all, he directly claimed that the second 'Freud' was an imposter, which shows that he is arrogant and intolerant."

Fu Luo analyzed the situation, then proceeded to disparage "Schreber".

Hearing Fu Luo say this, Old Zheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly added, "There's no need to belittle 'Schreber' like that. I haven't seen any of the shortcomings you mentioned. On the contrary, I think this 'Schreber' is quite magnanimous and very shrewd and wise."

Fu Luo looked at Lao Zheng and said with disdain, "Lao Zheng, this is where you're wrong—you must be subconsciously biased and have a good impression of him because that 'Schreber' claims to be your successor and praises you. You're speaking up for him without realizing it."

"While this is understandable... as a professional researcher in the field of 'psychology,' you should be able to overcome these human weaknesses and look at the issue more objectively."

Old Zheng sighed after hearing what Fu Luo said.

"you're right."

He didn't intend to advise Fu Luo anymore—in Lao Zheng's view, he was just trying to be helpful.

After all, Lao Zheng didn't know if the character of 'Schreber' was petty, but his boss was definitely a bit vengeful.

He was scolded for being petty to his face...

Old Zheng wanted to see just how much influence this "Formolo" had over his boss.

As expected, Lin Yu maintained his usual expression and spoke in a very calm tone.

“Alo, what you said makes sense. We can indeed wait for that ‘Schreber’ to come to the ‘Psychological Society’... Your suggestion has been a great help again.”

Fu Luo smiled and said, "You're welcome, Lao Lin—it's just my duty!"

"Just wait for them to fight like dogs, wait for that mad dog 'Schreber' to make the first move—regardless of who wins or loses, you just need to be the final winner!"

As Fu Luo spoke, Lin Yu smiled and nodded again.

"Having you is truly my blessing, Alo—Anyway, I don't have much to thank you for, so I'll just give you 'this' as a gift."

As Lin Yu spoke, a beautifully bound book materialized in his hand.

Fu Luo quickly replied politely, "Hey, we're practically family—why are you saying all this to me? You gave me my life!"

However, Fu Luo's hands were quite honest; he took the book and asked, "So what's this?"

“It’s a collection of classic mystery novels that I’ve read before. I just casually included it in the ‘Ancient Notes’ collection. They’re all relatively new works, so you probably haven’t read them before,” Lin Yu said with a smile. “You’re staying in the ‘Ancient Notes’ collection, and even though Old Zheng is with you, you might get bored sometimes, so this is to help you pass the time.”

"You can watch for now, I'm going to take care of the 'order' work outside."

As Lin Yu spoke, Fu Luo touched the mystery novel with obvious delight.

"Hey, Lao Lin, you're such a nice guy!"

Lin Yu said nothing more, only waved goodbye to Fu Luo, and then left the [Ancient Notes].

In the Ancient Notes, Fu Luo happily sat back on the sofa with the mystery novel in his arms and began to read it with pleasure.

Watching the interaction between the two, Lao Zheng fell into deep thought.

"Wait a minute, has the boss changed his mind?"

"Or is it that... Fu Luo is more important to the boss than I thought?"

"No, this isn't about whether it's important or not... This is practically an attitude of 'pampering'! Could it be that they're actually star-crossed lovers, even though they seem to be friends?"

Just as Lao Zheng was maliciously speculating about Lin Yu, he suddenly heard Fu Luo let out a scream.

"What the hell!"

Upon hearing this, Old Zheng quickly went over and saw that a certain character's name in the novel was circled and marked with the word "murderer".

Old Zheng burst out laughing when he saw this.

"That's right...that's more like it!"