One, two, three... There were eight people standing in such a small place, plus Qi Ming opposite Saman, making a total of nine people.
"Oh dear, what have I done to deserve this gathering of so many people?" Ren Yifei smiled, his eyes narrowed. "Nine people watching me sleep, how spectacular!"
That makes it sound like they came to check on people sleeping in the middle of the night out of boredom.
Wenli was the first to laugh out loud: "Little rabbit, don't be in such a hurry. I just thought the night was nice tonight, so I came out for a walk. I don't know anything about mantises or orioles. Alright, I'm done with my walk, I'll go first."
Seeing that he was really about to leave, Ren Yifei asked with some doubt, "Didn't you two make a promise?"
"Someone invited us to come and see what's going on, so we came. We didn't realize before that 'Zhang Zhengyuan' was actually a player." Wenli shook his head. "I've seen you countless times, and I never recognized you at all. The number one master of disguise, truly deserving of the title."
He looked around and said, "I thought there was something interesting going on. If I had known it was this, I wouldn't have come."
"Don't you want immunity?" Just as Qi Ming placed his first piece, an NPC dressed in black appeared on the chessboard, but he still had to pay attention to Ren Yifei's movements.
Wenli's actions startled him; he couldn't believe that someone would turn down such an easy opportunity.
"Immunity?" Someone in the crowd scoffed, but it wasn't Wenli, it was Chen Shen. "What would I do with this? What I want, I will take with my own hands, instead of living as a puppet."
Judging from this, she also intends to withdraw from this operation.
Oh, no, I can't say "action," they didn't make any prior arrangements.
Wenli and Chen Shen left the dark night one after the other. The short-haired girl with a minty scent, who was not far from Ren Yifei, glanced at him and then turned and left.
"Butterfly, where are you going?" Qi Ming asked quickly.
"I don't kill those who disguise themselves." Butterfly raised her hand, and only the faint sound of plucked strings could be heard, as a few extremely fine threads wrapped around her fingertips. Then she disappeared, cleanly and swiftly, leaving no one knowing what she had come out to do.
Qi Ming's expression turned somewhat off. What was going on? This was quite different from what he had imagined. Fortunately, only three people had left, leaving five others present (besides himself).
With all five of them attacking together, even if Black Rabbit truly possessed extraordinary abilities, he would have no chance of escape at this point.
However, these people still didn't make a move. Qi Ming got anxious and was about to take action when one of them made a move.
This person had a smoky smell about him, and also smelled a bit like betel nut. Ren Yifei gave him a nickname in his mind: Betel Nut Player.
The betel nut player unleashed a ghost card, a killing-type ghost card. Judging from the fact that this ghost card was completely wrapped in bandages and held a black demon sword, it was definitely a murder weapon.
This deadly weapon locked onto its target as soon as it appeared. With one hand on the hilt, he charged towards Ren Yifei.
With his teleportation skills, Ren Yifei could dodge at any time. However, this method only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause, and wastes everyone's time.
"Fallen Angel." A figure enveloped in black wings appeared before Ren Yifei. His wings suddenly unfurled, and an ominous aura enveloped the world.
As expected of Ren Yifei's strongest card, the Fallen Angel's appearance immediately slowed down the opponent's Ghost Card. The Fallen Angel flew straight to the Ghost Card, its soft black wings instantly transforming into steel wings that pierced the Ghost Card's heart.
"Was it you who wanted to kill my master?" The fallen angel tilted his head, his cold, emotionless gaze shifting to the others.
"Destroy two of his ghost cards!" shouted the betel nut player who launched the first attack. "He's a fake deck. Once we disable two of his cards, he'll be like a tiger without claws, nothing to fear."
The man retreated as he spoke, shouting slogans loudly, but seemingly unwilling to immediately unleash his second card.
The relationships between players are also quite complex.
"Why aren't you making a move? You're about to miss the best opportunity!" the betel nut players shouted.
"You should use up his ghost card first. Once you're both exhausted, I'll come and pick up the scraps." It was Ke Bei who spoke, toying with a black rose between his fingers, and his words were enough to make anyone furious.
"You and that time are like two different people, with nothing in common." After studying for a long time, Shan Chuan came to this conclusion.
Then he asked Ren Yifei, "Do you need help? One rare item per request. Although I don't do this kind of business, I can make an exception this time."
It was a very tempting offer, but Ren Yifei thought of his meager inventory of props and silently shook his head. The price was too high; he couldn't afford it.
"If you change your mind, you can continue to employ me."
"Okay." Ren Yifei accepted this small token of goodwill. When it really comes down to it, no amount of props can save a life.
In this situation, not only the betel nut players, but even the guy fighting Saman was dumbfounded: despite their nice words, it was obvious that these two didn't want to make a move.
"Saman is trapped, this is the best opportunity!"
How can you refuse food that's practically offered to you?
At this moment, the player, who was being chased by the fallen angel like a stray dog, finally took out his second ghost card.
"I find you guilty!" This ghost card is a child with wings, wearing a jeweled crown symbolizing authority on his head, and speaking in a somewhat cute childish voice, but his actions are anything but cute.
As soon as the child was found guilty, black chains stretched out from the void, binding the fallen angel tightly and preventing him from using his own power.
The more the fallen angel struggles, the stronger the force binding him becomes.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the fallen angel slowly disappeared: "I'm sorry."
"It's alright, let's go back."
"I find you guilty."
This time, the winged child was pointing at Ren Yifei. He looked down and saw black anklets binding his legs.
"A variant of Word of Power?" Ren Yifei drew his ink-bone painted fan and waved it at the ghost card. His eyes were bloodshot, and a smile played on his lips. "I'll convict you? What are you!"
The winged imp immediately turned and attacked its master: "I find you guilty."
Its owner was caught off guard and fell victim to the attack. His hands, feet, and neck were all bound by black iron chains that came from the void, rendering him unable to move.
"Execute." The winged imp, holding a triangular awl, thrust it without hesitation into its master's heart.
However, this person was indeed one of the top ten. In the blink of an eye, the one who was killed in his place became a scarecrow, while he himself lay not far away and said to the crowd, "Aren't you going to make a move? Are you waiting for him to break through one by one?"
"No need for your reminder, we're just waiting for you to test the waters." One player laughed arrogantly. "His illusion magic is indeed quite something, he can easily confuse even a ghost card with such high affinity."
The betel nut player was furious, but the person who had spoken had already taken action.
I don't know what he did, but I saw something extremely terrible happen to Ren Yifei—his body color was fading.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you could never imagine how terrifying it was.
The flesh color on the skin, the black in the hair, the colors on the clothes, the red on the lips... all gradually turned into black and white, and in a black and white without any change in brightness.
It's not just that the colors have faded; it seems to be transforming from a three-dimensional person into a two-dimensional black and white sketch.
Ren Yifei raised his hand, looking at it in surprise. His hand was slowly turning gray. Even the chain on his wrist was losing its original color.
"Time flies, and years are merciless, turning three-dimensional images into photographs and color into black and white." The person who unleashed this powerful move looked at Ren Yifei and said, "No one can resist the magic of time."
"Ah Fei!" Saman, who was making a move on the other side of the chessboard, was affected and made a mistake.
Qi Ming smiled slightly and reached out to collect a large number of Saman's pieces: "You have to concentrate when playing chess. If you're half-hearted like this, the final result will be terrible."
Ren Yifei also noticed Saman's current state. He smiled at him, as if to say: Don't worry.
Even from a distance of several meters, Saman felt this reassurance. 'I have to believe him,' Saman thought, turning his attention back to the chessboard.
"I must believe in Fei; nothing can defeat him," Samantha told himself.
Seeing that he calmed down so quickly, Qi Ming raised an eyebrow: "It seems that your relationship isn't that great either."
However, Saman was unaffected by him and had already begun calculating his next move. Their chess skills were roughly equal, making this a true test of their mental fortitude and adaptability.
"Tch." Seeing this, Qi Ming also became serious.
"It seems the matter has been resolved." The speaker closed the shimmering book in his hands, the front of which read 'Chapter of Time'.
No matter how remarkable they are, they are still just a disguiser with limited combat power.
"Resolved? When? Tell me." Ren Yifei's voice came from the betel nut player who had been angrily accusing others of not taking action.
"You?!" The player holding the book finally realized what was happening, but it was too late. Upon meeting those blood-red eyes, the player's world transformed into a vibrant, multicolored rainbow.
In that moment of distraction, the book in the player's hand was gone.
"The Chapter of Time? What a boastful statement." Ren Yifei, who had already returned to his original form, pressed one hand on the book and directly absorbed its power.
Meanwhile, the unfortunate fellow opposite, who had lost his color, transformed into a betel nut player. He opened his mouth wide, and the color on his body faded, turning into a strange gray substance.
The first death occurred that night.
"You're not dead, sorry to disappoint you. Guess if I'm real or fake now?" Ren Yifei, who had completely devoured the book, looked up at him.
Looking at that kind and smiling face, the player broke out in a cold sweat.
Right under everyone's noses, Ren Yifei accomplished the switcheroo and the deception. No one knows how or when he did it.