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

Chapter 291: Facing Obsession and Seeing the Future

Fluoxetine's actions undoubtedly received wider attention than Lin Yu's previous photos, even far more than an order of magnitude.

Whether it was the gliding jump on the river surface using a flamethrower, or the meaningless English sentence written in flames on the roof of the Jinmao Building, which is almost the tallest building in the center of Jiangcheng, it quickly attracted attention from all over Jiangcheng.

Cognitive interference only corrects details. Things like this cannot be ignored by the simple citizens of Jiangcheng.

Although the keen-nosed "Order" and the "Night Watch" whose members surf the Internet intensively 24 hours a day immediately realized that this might be the work of a player, they immediately took action to control public opinion, guiding the matter towards "fireworks display", "stunt show", "marketing" and other aspects, and those working in the civil service system also tried their best to avoid official media reports on this matter.

But in this age where everyone has a mobile phone, social attention cannot be erased so easily.

At least in various group chats in Jiangcheng, related videos and photos emerge in an endless stream.

Players who are also members of this society and still live their normal lives can also see this news.

And they soon became keenly aware...

"This must have been done by some player, so cool!"

Chen Zhuo opened the local 2D group chat at home and watched the videos they forwarded, and he expressed his feelings.

Fu Luo, who was eating Jiangcheng's specialty night market snack, bean curd, also frowned at the stall: "Why are there so many things going on in Jiangcheng as soon as I come to Jiangcheng..."

In a villa on the outskirts of the city, Li Nian opened his mobile phone at the dining table, took a look at the lively group chat, and glanced at his parents who were having dinner together.

"Oh, what a coincidence... If they hadn't come back tonight, maybe I could have joined in the fun."

But for most players, like Chen Zhuo and Fu Luo, it is just a lively after-dinner activity.

Although I have more emotions than ordinary non-players, I don’t have any special thoughts.

Even if there were people like Li Nian who wanted to join in the fun, they would ultimately not go because it was somewhat meaningless.

There were not too few players in Jiangcheng, but among these many players, no one really intended to take a look.

Apart from……

Lin Yu at home.

He saw a bird's-eye view taken by a curious person with a drone, and clearly saw the somewhat blurry English.

"God has given you one face, and you make yourself another."

Others may not be able to react, but Lin Yu is of course very clear about it.

This is an allusion from a drama.

The source is "Hamlet", William Shakespeare's most famous work and the most popular of his four tragedies.

From Act III, this is a classic line spoken by the protagonist Hamlet to his fiancée Olyphia.

Appearing at this special moment, Lin Yu naturally thought of...

This is most likely a signal that Fluoxetine leaves for itself.

Since she knew, and it is very likely that she was the only one in the world who knew that someone had stolen her "appearance", using this line was simply the best code.

"It's faster than I thought. I thought it would take some time for the photo to reach Fluoxetine."

Originally, Lin Yu planned to keep quiet for a few days, so he took the initiative to find a way to let some acquaintances "accidentally discover" it and then leak it to the player group - even if these large organizations have hostile positions, information is almost always shared.

After all, everyone is trying to find out what each other knows.

but no matter……

Lin Yu was already prepared for the appointment.

Once again, he quietly left home in the dark.

Although Lin Yu has almost become accustomed to this kind of thing since he became a "player".

But today, he felt nervous and excited again after a long time.

Because this time...

He will truly face the murderer who killed him, the person he cares about most in the entire player community.

Today, as he has adapted to the "Death Game", and even gained many benefits as a "player", and even his acting skills have improved after repeated desperate situations, although Lin Yu often still laments the bizarreness and tension of his current life, he has no longer accepted this reality.

Therefore, the hatred and resentment towards "Fluoxetine" were naturally eliminated - how could it be possible!

Lin Yu thought of that weird, neurotic girl and the psychotic organization behind her, the "Psychological Society." He recalled the bullet that had hit him right in the heart, which had completely ended his normal life and left him feeling like he could die at any moment...

A month had passed, and after going through five dungeons, Lin Yu still couldn't let it go at all.

The hatred in my heart is indeed not as hot and intense, but it has become more lasting.

Lin Yu admitted that he was the type who held grudges - at least he could not forget the hatred of the person who killed him.

and so……

"Come on, Fluoxetine, I'm coming to see you!"

He walked towards the Jinmao Tower, wearing the beautiful dress he had bought, and the expression on his face was once again exactly the same as that of the enemy he had been thinking about day and night and was about to meet.

Lin Yu set off slowly and arrived just an hour later.

At the downstairs of the Jinmao Tower, many curious people have gathered to take pictures.

The fire on the roof was still burning - not out of control, but not out either.

Lin Yu didn't know what means Fluoxetine used, and even the security of Jinmao Tower had no intention of going up to put out the fire.

But anyway…

He intuitively felt that fluoxetine should still be on it.

And it is not difficult for Lin Yu to get ahead.

"Hannah, please."

"Quack! As you command, Director!"

As Hannah spoke, Lin Yu seemed to melt into the bustling crowd and his figure disappeared.

He easily passed through the main entrance of the Jinmao Tower, deftly crossed the access control, and felt the noisy world behind the door gradually fade away.

Then he opened the staircase door of the emergency passage and walked up to the roof one floor at a time.

finally……

Lin Yu came to the door of the rooftop terrace.

In the quiet corridor, he took a deep breath, placed the [Torch of Fear] and [One-Hit Revolver] within reach, and protected himself with all the blessings in the [Elysian Pot]. He once again counted all available items, making sure he could do everything he could...

“The show has begun.”

He whispered to himself, and then a smile as bright as fluoxetine's, with a hint of madness in its piety, appeared on his face.

Lin Yu pushed open the fire door. Amidst the dancing flames behind the door, a girl in a black plaid skirt and shirt with a shiny hairpin turned around and looked at a figure that looked exactly like her walking out of the shadow of the stairs, her eyes sparkling.

"Oh my god, oh my god."

She smiled sweetly, her bright eyes reflecting the firelight, filled with undisguised surprise.

“It actually looks almost identical – it’s amazing!”

Fluoxetine said, exclaiming in admiration: "How did you do it? Disguise, puppet, clone, or... or illusion?"

As she spoke, Lin Yu spoke in almost the same tone.

"Neither...it's 'time'."

"My past self, my immature self... I am you from the future."

Lin Yu said something almost unbelievable.

at the same time……

In his heart, he was extremely grateful to a certain crow - the inspiration for this scene, of course, came from the joke that the strange crow god had played on him!