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

Chapter 401: Identity Lies and Struggle

"Rakshasa? Are you kidding?"

The burly man looked Lin Yu up and down, then burst into laughter.

"You're not even as tall as me, how can you be a Rakshasa?"

"Besides, Rakshasa became extinct thousands of years ago. If you are truly a Rakshasa, doesn't that mean you are my ancestor?"

Having said that, the sturdy man who was originally smiling suddenly turned pale.

"Wait, are you taking advantage of me?!"

"Rakshasa is the ancestor of our Xueluo clan. You want to be my ancestor, right?"

As he spoke, the burly man rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to fight Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's eyebrows jumped when he saw the burly man's reaction.

As expected, the records were correct. The native life forms of the Black Swamp, especially the Blood Nation, were truly a group of brainless fools.

My fraud has just begun, and the other party is already ready to turn against me - there is absolutely no logic at all!

But Lin Yu remained calm and looked at the strong man calmly.

"No, I really am a Rakshasa, and I have no intention of taking advantage of you."

"According to your thinking, all half-demons should kowtow and show filial piety to the pure-blooded demon race—race is race, individual is individual, and generation is not calculated that way."

Lin Yu said calmly.

The sturdy man heard this, and his anger gradually disappeared. He scratched his head and said, "Huh? What you said... seems to make sense!"

"But you look completely different from the Rakshasas described in the records," the burly man said thoughtfully. "It's rumored that Rakshasas have red skin, four arms, and ferocious faces..."

He looked at Lin Yu's facial features.

"Although you look quite ferocious, your other features are completely human—could it be that the records are wrong? They've been passed down from generation to generation!"

Lin Yu shook his head again.

"The records are correct, but I am indeed a Rakshasa... You, the 'Blood Luo Clan', claim to be descendants of the Rakshasa clan. Haven't you noticed that you and I actually look a lot like each other?"

Lin Yu pointed at the burly man and then at himself.

The strong man was stunned for a moment: "Really, what you said makes sense."

This strong man's brain capacity is obviously insufficient.

Lin Yu looked at the other person and secretly felt relieved.

It was really thanks to the fact that the "Xue Luo" were a mentally ill race with poor brains - it was also because of the existence of the "Xue Luo" clan that Lin Yu came up with the idea of ​​impersonating the "Rakshasa clan".

According to Shen Bingmiao's information, the Xueluo clan... is actually just a group of humans.

The difference between them and the human race that exists in Black Swamp is equivalent to the difference between Homo sapiens and Neanderthals, and has nothing to do with Rakshasas.

However, the humans of this race did not know what kind of mass hysteria had occurred thousands of years ago. After the Rakshasas disappeared collectively, their tribal leaders, for some purpose of "inheriting orthodoxy" or simply out of hysteria, suddenly began to claim that they were close relatives of the Rakshasas and had Rakshasas blood.

Then this race began to devote themselves to finding red wood sorrel juice to apply all over the body, from childhood to adulthood - this is why the strong man in front of Lin Yu has mottled red skin.

This went on for a thousand years, and the entire Blood Nation and even other races in the Black Swamp Realm were somewhat convinced that the Xueluo Clan was indeed the descendant of the Rakshasa Clan!

Based on this, Lin Yu came up with a bold fraud plan.

After pondering it over, the burly man suddenly had a new doubt: "Hey, wait, you just said... the records are correct. What do you mean?"

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Lin Yu took the initiative to ask, and said slowly: "Have you never been curious about why your Xueluo clan is obviously more similar to humans and needs to apply dye to maintain its skin color, but is the blood of Rakshasa?"

"This... I thought about it when I was a kid, but not anymore when I grew up."

The strong man said seriously.

"The tribe says it's a divine punishment or something... There are different opinions on the specific circumstances, but it happened thousands of years ago, so no one is too lazy to research it."

This was indeed a problem that had troubled many members of the Xue Luo tribe. Lin Yu estimated that in the first few decades or hundreds of years, some members of the Xue Luo tribe might even realize the truth because of this.

But now, a thousand years have passed, and the idea that "the Xueluo clan is the continuation of the Luosha clan's bloodline" has been firmly engraved in everyone's mind like a mental stamp.

Lin Yu looked at the burly man, a confident smile appeared on his face, and at the same time there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Well, we are close relatives after all. In a sense, you are also my compatriot... Then I will tell you the truth."

"The reason why you don't look red, and why I don't look red... is because the Rakshasa clan originally has two forms."

"We only appear in that tall, red form when we're fighting. Normally, we look just like humans—like demons."

"Many pure-blooded demons possess the ability of 'the true body of their ancestors'... Well, I hope that after thousands of years, the demons haven't lost this ability."

The burly man quickly spoke up, "I've seen what you're talking about before... Are you saying that the Rakshasa also have the ability to transform?"

"That's fucking cool!"

His face was full of envy.

Lin Yu nodded. "Yes, we won't activate that state until we're in battle—but because we're always fighting, we always appear in that form, especially when we encounter aliens. That's why all the records depict the Rakshasa in that way."

Lin Yu spoke calmly and proudly. The strong man looked at him and believed him about 70%.

But he still said stubbornly: "But even if what you said is true...how do I know if you are lying to me?"

Lin Yu said nothing, but just stretched out his hand silently.

"Come on, let's try it."

As he spoke, the strong man stretched out his hand and sat down with Lin Yu.

then……

The next moment, the strong man was dragged and staggered by Lin Yu's single-handed force.

The strong man was horrified.

"What kind of strange power is this?!"

Lin Yu was also a little shocked.

This strong man is quite strong!

I originally planned to use the ability of "Soldier" and the wrist strength brought by "Rock Climbing Mastery" to directly pull the opponent down!

Unexpectedly, he just stumbled a bit - worthy of being the Black Swamp Realm with abundant martial virtues!

But Lin Yu did not reveal his emotions, but just maintained his mystery and spoke calmly.

"Can a frail human of my size possess this kind of strength?"

"Although I can't fully unleash my power without transforming, I'm afraid it's not something humans can possess, right?"

He said, his tone calm and confident.

The burly man looked Lin Yu up and down.

Regardless of whether this guy is a "Rakshasa" or not, he is definitely not a human being!

This kind of strength is comparable to that of ordinary barbarians!