Everyone Has Their Own Free XP

Countless murmurs of agreement erupted around them as soon as the words left his mouth.

Yorke turned his head in surprise, his delighted expression suggesting he'd found a kindred spirit.

However, in an instant, his gaze turned sharp, looking at Cheng Shi as if he were a rival in love.

"Hiss—"

Mr. Yorke here has quite a story.

What kind of encounter could lead to such a story... or accident?

Cheng Shi actually didn't want to probe further. He felt he had found the answer to the riddle.

Of course, whether the answer was correct still needed verification.

So, he decisively got up and walked towards Bailing's location.

"Is the big shot finally going to favor me?"

"Don't mess around, help me with a small favor."

Cheng Shi was still contemplating how to trick her into testing Yorke without revealing himself, but as soon as he spoke, Bailing smiled and nodded:

"Okay! What do you need me to do?"

"?" Cheng Shi was stunned. "Aren't you afraid I'll trick you?"

"Then that means this humble woman still has something worthy of the big shot's attention, doesn't she?"

Tsk, everyone who's made it this far, regardless of their score, is no fool.

But this saved him some trouble.

Cheng Shi nodded and pointed in Yorke's direction, saying, "Go test that man."

"How does the big shot want to test him, with a literary or martial trial?"

Cheng Shi's eyes widened, slightly bewildered. "There are different ways to do this?"

Bailing covered her mouth and chuckled, her finger tapping playfully on Cheng Shi's chest.

"For a literary trial, naturally..."

As she spoke, she drew her hand towards her skirt, slowly lifting the hem up to her thighs...

"Alright, alright, a literary trial it is, to save time. You go first!"

Cheng Shi, startled, quickly pulled her skirt down, urging her to go quickly.

Bailing giggled charmingly and walked gracefully towards Yorke.

But not long after, she returned with a dark expression.

Seeing her face as black as ink, Cheng Shi suppressed a laugh:

"What? Got shut down?"

Bailing shot Cheng Shi a resentful glance and said irritably:

"One piece of bad news, and another piece of bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Why would he need to choose?

Cheng Shi chuckled wryly. "Then tell me the second one first."

"The one who was stealing business in the crowd is indeed my colleague."

"?"

What kind of bad news is that?

No! Wait!

Seeing Bailing's solemn expression, Cheng Shi's heart sank.

Her colleague didn't refer to someone in the flesh trade, but a fellow believer of Filth Fall!

Those five dwarf lion dancers were actually followers of Filth Fall!

"What's the other bad news?" Cheng Shi's expression turned serious.

"The man you asked me to test has had his mind captivated and has become a 'Desire Puppet'."

Cheng Shi frowned in confusion. Bailing continued to explain:

"'Desire Puppet' is one of the A-rank talents bestowed by Him upon believers. It can unleash the target's most primal desires and cravings, turning them into a soulless husk that only knows the indulgence of lust.

They will be trapped in a cycle of reliving past desires until they die.

This talent requires continuous casting, which means if he is the original memory, then his recalling this scene is not due to being triggered by the environment, but because he is being controlled, and quite possibly is being controlled right now.

Big shot, do you understand?

If he truly is the answer, the moment we step out, we will directly face the Filth Fall believer controlling him, and we are likely to get into a fight."

Cheng Shi's expression darkened as he listened.

"Call for backup first. I have a feeling that Yorke is the answer."

Bailing naturally believed him, but she still asked, "What do you mean? Are you not hiding it anymore, big shot?"

Cheng Shi suddenly played dumb:

"Hiding? Hiding what? You went hunting for pleasure and found the answer, what's that got to do with me?"

"?" Bailing's eyes widened in anger, she kept pointing at her nose and asked, "Me? Hunting for pleasure? Big shot, can he even be considered pleasure?"

Cheng Shi waved his hand: "Who knows, everyone has their own free kinks."

"...Alright, alright, fine, I was hunting for pleasure!"

Bailing laughed in exasperation, using this excuse to call everyone back.

The moment she rejoined the group, Fang Shiqing's gaze fell upon Cheng Shi. However, Cheng Shi completely ignored her, clearly wanting to hear Bailing's pleasure-hunting story.

Despite her annoyance, Bailing was an honest person.

Her cheeks flushed as she shyly recounted her recent encounter to everyone. She then explained that she had stumbled upon the answer by chance, though the answer was now a bit complicated.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied after hearing the story.

Xu Lu looked disgusted, while A'ming was dumbfounded.

Cheng Shi inwardly praised her acting skills.

Only Fang Shiqing frowned, thinking for a long time before directly addressing the crucial point.

"How can we be sure it's definitely him?"

Bailing remained silent. Cheng Shi chuckled, "Maybe it's a woman's sixth sense?"

Bailing rolled her eyes again, still not answering. Seeing Cheng Shi speak, Fang Shiqing nodded, implicitly accepting Yorke as the answer.

She didn't trust Bailing; she trusted Cheng Shi.

"My book still has a 'Mist Trick' from a follower of [War]. It can deploy a domain immediately, covering the spawn point of the next scene with mist to obstruct the caster's vision.

However, since I don't have enough defensive tricks, the Priest needs to enter second, right after me, and provide quick healing support.

The Assassin follows third, but remember, you can't go for the kill when you don't know if the target is the memory itself. Subdue them first.

If your life is threatened, prioritize retreat over killing!

Note that any skills that can cause significant noise should be used cautiously. Don't cause memory disruptions right at the beginning!"

After speaking, Fang Shiqing looked meaningfully at Cheng Shi and asked, "Can you do it?"

Cheng Shi blinked innocently, as if to say, 'How could a man not be able to?'

Fang Shiqing understood his look and smiled knowingly. She then turned to A'ming.

A'ming nodded solemnly, indicating he understood.

She then sought the opinions of the other two. Apart from Xu Lu's mild complaint about not being able to keep up with the "big thighs," Bailing naturally had no objections.

Thus, the plan was finalized, and everyone walked towards Yorke.

Just as the Orc girl was about to "tour" Yorke's row, the players stealthily approached him.

Yorke was completely unaware of the players' approach. His eyes were fixed solely on the "dwarf assembling an orc girl," seeing no one else.

He clutched a wad of cash in his hand, eager to stuff it into the orc girl's ample chest the next second.

Cheng Shi was still somewhat puzzled. He quietly asked Bailing, "Can His followers influence a person's orientation?"

Bailing thought carefully, then replied uncertainly, "He advocates for releasing one's inner desires, not distorting others' will. So, what you call being 'polluted' by my Lord is merely making you recognize the person's true nature.

However, with the right talents and guidance, it might achieve that effect.

After all, you can also use hypnosis, can't you?"

Cheng Shi agreed wholeheartedly. Otherwise, he couldn't fathom how Yorke's kinks could be so free.

As the group neared Yorke, Fang Shiqing had already taken out a gray-black page from her book. She looked back at Cheng Shi, signaling the start of the operation with her eyes.

Without hesitation, Cheng Shi cast Calming Technique and Hypnosis on Yorke. He then followed up with a rapid recovery spell on a nearby spectator who was trading, attempting to delay him for a few more seconds.

Fang Shiqing seized the opportunity and directly began questioning him, "Don't be afraid, listen to me. You're just recalling memories, all of this is your memory, but you're too tired now to continue remembering. You need to remember that memories are always just memories, not reality. We're going back to reality now, okay?"

Yorke's eyes became vacant and lost. He nodded repeatedly, murmuring, "Memories, these are all... memories."

As the last syllable fell, his entire being dissolved into countless points of light, which then quickly coalesced into a new Memory Gate.

"It really was him!"

"Miss Bailing is amazing!"

"..."

"Ready? I, Cheng Shi, the Assassin, will make this quick."

Fang Shiqing didn't hesitate, decisively flashing into the area.

To ensure her leg wouldn't have any problems, Cheng Shi followed closely, practically stepping through the entrance right after her.

He felt his vision go black. When he opened his eyes again, his vision was filled with thick, dark gray fog so dense he couldn't see his hand in front of his face. He could hear frantic screams in his ears.

Damn, this is thick? How am I supposed to find her leg in this?

Cheng Shi frowned. Just as he was about to softly call out Fang Shiqing's name, a cold hand covered his mouth, pulling him down as they ran towards the distance.

"Big Leg?"

"Shhh!"