Deceitful Game

Chapter 204 Laughing Out Loud is a Talent

Chapter 204 Laughing Out Loud Is a Talent

The passage behind the door leads downwards.

The slope wasn't particularly steep, but it was slowly descending. Like a person gradually dying, never looking back.

The walls on both sides of the passage gradually become rough, and the traces of human intervention are eroded by nature, as if this space is degenerating from "built" to "never built".

The light seeping through the cracks in the wall is getting less and less.

For a fleeting moment, Mingpo had the illusion that she wasn't in the arena of a deceptive game, but rather walking through the world's stomach. It was as if, after descending to some point, she would enter the Underdark—

Mingpo walked briskly ahead, his steps light and rhythmic. Even if monsters suddenly spawned ahead, he could dodge them instantly without having to brake in time and crash into them.

Shen Yiqi followed three steps behind him, watching Ming Po's back thoughtfully.

—Has Mingpo received professional combat training?

So that's how it is. It must have been Brother Jingxing who taught him.

Shen Yiqi's gaze deepened, and a nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

The deeper they went, the deeper the darkness became.

The darkness had a peculiar texture. Like smoke or water, it slowly seeped over my ankles, knees, and chest, making my breathing gradually become heavy.

----wrong.

Mingpo slowed his pace slightly, and his expression became serious. Then he slowly came to a stop.

That's not an illusion.

"----poison gas?"

Mingbo murmured softly, "A curse? Or—"

The deeper he went, the stronger the feeling of weakness that spread to his limbs became. A strange sense of fear gripped Mingpo's heart.

Mingbo is currently using "The Silence of the Lambs," demonstrating a strong ability to control his psychology and emotions.

He was quite certain that he was not afraid of the dark, but he suddenly felt strange emotions.

Although it's still very faint—and mixed with the excitement caused by the sense of crisis of stepping into darkness, ordinary people probably can't feel it at all.

"Can't see the road clearly?"

Shen Yiqi saw Mingpo stop and spoke up.

As he was speaking, Mingpo suddenly saw a light appear behind him.

Two clumps of fireflies flew out from Shen Yiqi's sleeve.

They were about the size of a walnut, and their light was a pale blue, not particularly bright or glaring. They were roughly equivalent to the light emitted by the front screen of a mobile phone at night.

But in such absolute darkness, it was enough to light the way.

The amazing thing is that once the light illuminates the darkness, that strange sense of fear immediately dissipates.

"This is----?"

"Drone".

Shen Yiqi said with a smile.

His expression, illuminated by the dark blue light shining from below, appeared quite terrifying. It was like the lighting in a horror movie.

"Yo."

Mingbo looked at the drone that had flown to the back of her hand and exclaimed in surprise, "So 'Mechanical Pioneer' is also a summoner. I thought you could fire lasers."

With a light source, he was finally able to continue running downhill.

"Laser weapons don't work well inside the atmosphere."

Shen Yiqi hummed in agreement and quickly followed behind him, his voice echoing in the narrow passage: "The energy efficiency is too low. I did make one, but it's basically only good for picking off drones, and it's about the size of a backpack, so it's quite heavy to carry. I don't even take it with me when I go into dungeons."

Hearing his regretful tone, Mingpo turned her head slightly with interest.

So you actually thought that way?

Clearly, Shen Yiqi was also very interested in laser weapons. However, rationally speaking, they were simply impractical.

The beauty of a rabbit's head is, in the end, true beauty.

"You too, shine a light on yourself."

Mingpo kept walking, only reminding, "The darkness here might have some kind of special mechanism—if you're too far from the light source, you might go crazy."

"Oh, I know this one well."

Shen Yiqi then released two more glowing drones, which circled around him, much like the orbs that surround a character in a game.

Have you ever played Path of Exile? It's kind of like a mining game.

There was no hint of tension in his tone: "We have to keep following the glowing minecart; if we stray too far from the light source, something bad will happen."

"I don't play online games."

Mingpo said quietly, "I've only ever played Famine, which is one of those games."

"I've played it too!"

Shen Yiqi laughed, "Want to go out and have some fun? Bring your girlfriend along!"

—My girlfriend?

Mingpo was taken aback.

I don't have a girlfriend.

He then realized that Shen Yiqi was talking about Nyarlathotep. This was so absurd that Mingbo could only manage a forced smile, unable to utter a single sarcastic remark.

"Let's talk about it once we can get out."

He said casually, "We might all die here."

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"You don't seem like someone who's that scared."

"Thank you. And you too?"

"Ha ha ha ha----"

Shen Yiqi let out his signature hearty laugh once again.

Mingpo said with a hint of exasperation, "You really love to laugh—could you please keep it down?"

The wariness and scheming between the two of them seemed to have lessened considerably.

Do you watch cartoons?

Shen Yiqi asked curiously.

"Highlights"

Mingpo nodded: "I haven't seen many in recent years."

Have you watched Demon Slayer?

"I haven't watched the anime, only the theatrical version—but I have a basic understanding of the setting."

Mingbo paused, then added, "I went with someone."

"Oh, I get it, I get it—"

Shen Yiqi laughed heartily.

You don't know anything. Ai Shiping dragged me to see it.

Ming Po cursed.

"Speaking of which—"

Mingpo glanced at him sideways: "In the movie I watched, there was a character who died who looked a lot like you."

"Right? Right!"

Shen Yiqi laughed heartily: "That's exactly what I wanted to ask! I really like Big Brother!"

"I actually think that being able to laugh out loud is a talent! People want to laugh along when they hear laughter, just like the canned laughter in sitcoms. Laughter can relax people's guard and make them less tense."

His words were firm and his voice was loud.

"laugh"----"

Although Mingpo didn't turn around to look at him, she knew that Shen Yiqi's eyes must be shining like flames at that moment.

Shen Yiqi's cheerful voice rang out from behind Mingpo: "That's something like art, something that can transcend culture and national boundaries! Just like music and speeches, it can bring spiritual strength and allow people to recognize each other! It's a primitive language that can be used to communicate across races!"

"So I never suppress my laughter. I laugh out loud when I want to! If someone stops me from laughing, it's definitely not my fault! I never let other people's mistakes cause me to suffer internally, hahahaha!"

"That makes some sense."

Mingpo nodded slightly: "It's right to avoid internal strife."

Deep down, he actually acknowledges this viewpoint.

So he had always envied Ai Shiping's cheerfulness, but he had never shown it. And now, he had one more person to envy.

A thought suddenly popped into Mingpo's mind:

Before I lost my three souls, was I actually quite cheerful?

With that thought in mind, Mingpo fell silent.