Deceitful Game

Chapter 222 [Collar] System

Chapter 222 [Collar] System

"That friend you mentioned—"

Mingpo suddenly asked, "Is it Gu Ke'er?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue's eyes widened in disbelief: "Huh?"

She quickly realized what Mingpo meant: "Brother—you know her too?"

"This matter is rather complicated."

Mingpo hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

He sighed and said it directly: "Her life now is already a good ending that has been altered by someone. At least she's still alive."

"As for the person who helped her revise it—"

Mingper paused, then said meaningfully, "I met him in the promotion game."

For a moment, the three people in front of the glass door were silent for a few seconds.

The promotion game can only be played by one person at a time.

To encounter someone in a promotion game is already quite an understatement.

This is similar to the euphemistic way of announcing someone's death in Japan in the past, which was to say that the person "went to Hiroshima."

Before World War II, Hiroshima was a very prosperous city. People from small rural areas might have been blinded by its allure and never returned. It was as if they had died.

However, after 1945, this expression was no longer used because it was too blunt.

By the way, the phrase has now been changed to "went to America".

"—No, not either."

After a moment of silence, Shi Yue sighed softly: "She's been dragged into this too."

"I was being vague because I didn't want to reveal her personal information. But since you know her too, there's no need to hide it anymore."

"She's become a deceiver too—"

Mingpo was also somewhat dazed for a moment.

It seems like only a few days ago that he encountered and killed Chang Ning.

Chang Ning cried as she told him, "Know when to quit this deceptive game," and then proudly said, "I helped her live the right life," even going so far as to transform herself into a paradox for it.

He burned his own life to change the fate of others. Those who survived this act probably only harbored hatred for him.

Because people who have never experienced the despair of the future will not be grateful to those who disrupt their peaceful lives.

Humans are creatures that don't realize their mistakes until they encounter setbacks, and even after encountering setbacks, they may not necessarily realize their mistakes.

Those who step in to rescue victims after a disaster has occurred, when the victims are already injured, desperate, and in pain, are called heroes.

Those who preemptively eliminate the cause of tragedy are called madmen. They are the hunted criminals, the hated enemies.

This is the tribulation that the "prophet" was destined to suffer.

No one can understand a prophet. Not even the prophet himself can understand himself.

—For a fleeting moment, Mingpo suddenly began to agree with Shen Yiqi's "Sibylla System" plan.

Once a person's cognition transcends the timeline, they become some kind of being beyond human. Even though Mingpo had been constantly on guard against this possibility, he couldn't help but feel a momentary sense of unease, realizing that "ordinary people who can't see the future understand nothing."

Ironically, Gu Ke'er, whom Chang Ning saved by sacrificing everything—burning her own life—was murdered again and became one of the deceivers because of the interests of other deceivers.

There wasn't even a specific reason for killing her. It was most likely just to increase the number of charlatans. Because if she had been killed with a specific purpose, she couldn't have been considered an innocent victim.

"—If the game of deception still exists."

Mingpo slowly spoke: "Happiness is something that can never be obtained."

"I don't think so, brother."

Shen Yiqi crossed his arms, his expression unusually serious, even in his "Samoyed" form: "You can't refuse to interact with it just because it's troublesome."

Upon hearing this, Mingpo squinted and turned to look at Shen Yiqi.

Shen Yiqi remained unfazed by Mingpo's gaze.

His deep blue eyes, which are usually associated with the coldness of ice and water, now possessed a dazzling will as intense as the blazing sun.

Shen Yiqi made no attempt to conceal his ambition and desire: "The Deceptive Game—is undoubtedly a miracle. It has the power to change the world with ease. It is a weapon, a tool, a science—"

"Weapons, tools, and science are not wrong. The wrong lies with those who misuse them."

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"The problem now is," Minper said bluntly, "that we can't separate the deceitful game from the deceitful person."

"Those charlatans once made a pact to stop spreading their deceptive games and simply become emperors of a shadow empire. But everyone tore up the peace agreement—not just one person, but everyone."

"No one can resist the temptation to control the world, Old Shen. The most unlikely thing to buy in this world is a pill to undo regrets, and it's practically the cheapest commodity when it comes to the power of time. If everyone wanted to fulfill their own desires, the world would be in chaos—"

That's because the wrong person made the wrong wish.

Shen Yiqi interrupted without hesitation.

Mingpo fell silent, looked at Shen Yiqi, and gestured for him to continue.

He wanted to know what Shen Yiqi was thinking.

Shen Yiqi showed no shame or evasion regarding his ideals.

"The reason for all this is that God's authority has been handed over to those who are not worthy to use it."

His attitude was resolute, even ruthless: "Then all we need to do is take back the power."

"Take it back?"

Mingpo raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Take it back to whom? To you? Do you think you're an emperor or a god?"

"Return it to those who can make the world a better place."

Shen Yiqi said frankly, "It should be returned to someone who can control their own desires."

"If that person can only be me, then let it be me."

"Oh?"

Mingpo laughed sarcastically: "Someone thinks they're a god."

"Perhaps what this chaotic world needs is a god—I'm serious."

Shen Yiqi said seriously, "I have designed a complete system. If its feasibility is successfully verified, I only need two months to transfer the production line to the afterlife."

"----system?"

"Have you heard of Bitcoin?" Shen Yiqi asked.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Mingpo became serious, realizing that something was amiss.

"What makes this world so chaotic are actually those conflicting and even contradictory desires," right?

Shen Yiqi countered, "Clearly, the Time Chips can be used to explore future technologies. If they can be circulated, the technology of this world can experience explosive growth—it won't be long before the entire world is transformed."

"Individual honor, disgrace, joy, and hatred are insignificant in the face of the great tide of the world. Workers see machines as the root of poverty, which is why the Luddite movement arose. But if workers were allowed to smash all the machines, the world would not have developed to this point."

"If technology continues in this endless cycle, the world's productivity will be immensely abundant. Not just enough for use, but enough for everyone to live in unparalleled luxury. Because beyond this tiny Earth, we will also ascend into the universe—and the resources in the universe are inexhaustible!"

Shen Yiqi spread his arms wide, like an art student giving a speech: "Faster-than-light travel is considered impossible. But I believe there will eventually be a solution. The paradoxical technology stolen by these con artists is indeed incomplete—"

That's because, as individuals, they don't understand the full scope of technology.

"What if—the ones heading into the future are not one, not two—but hundreds, thousands, even tens or hundreds of thousands of deceivers?"

Shen Yiqi looked at Ming Po and uttered chilling words: "I invented the [Collar System]. It's like a dog's electric collar. It can prevent charlatans from misusing the Time Chip."

Hearing this, Mingpo finally understood what Shen Yiqi was going to do.

—Aquaculture team.

It's similar to the breeding team's approach used by Gao Fan's former team leader.

But he doesn't want to raise just a few people, he might even be raising a dozen or dozens of people.

Rather, it refers to "all those who deceive the world."

Release the deceivers into the future, turning them into mining machines for paradoxical technologies. Command them to kill each other, using the accumulated time to acquire even more futuristic technologies, and so on in a cycle.

Inexpensive human lives are transformed into scientific research resources in this most efficient way.

It's so insane—yet chillingly calm.

"—Even if you really did develop the collars," Shi Yue couldn't help but ask, "how would you put them around the necks of all the deceivers?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yiqi smiled.

Before he could answer, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

He instantly became calm and indifferent, and shoved Mingpo away!

Mingpo did not resist. Rather, he had already been gathering his strength for some time.

Because he had already sensed that someone had appeared in front of the passage at that moment, looking at them with malice.

Clearly, it happened when the spider spirits were out in force and all the entrance doors were open—someone took the opportunity to come through their own passage and enter their path!

Following Shen Yiqi's exertion, Mingpo was instantly forced to retreat.

--boom!

It was accompanied by a deafening roar, almost like the sound of cannons.

A sniper bullet instantly pierced the spot where Mingpo had just been standing!

It barely grazed Shen Yiqi's arm, yet it instantly twisted and fractured it. He was struck dumb, his whole body trembling, stumbling backward step by step.

"What are you doing, Lao Shen? This isn't what we agreed on."

A voice, tinged with malice and discontent, echoed eerily from the darkness, yet no one could be seen: "I wanted to ask you this when you inexplicably detonated the bomb—"

What exactly is this guy up to? Is he going to turn against us?

That was the voice of "the bomb-wielding pirate".

"Can you give me a straight answer?"