Wood Elves Aren't Omnipotent

Mo Shu chuckled lightly, "You want to protect him?"

"In no mood."

"???" Scorpio stared at Cheng Shi with wide eyes, almost choking on the cake in fright.

Ignoring the gazes from behind, Cheng Shi continued, "I just saw he was hungry, so I shared some food with him."

"Interesting. You're more interesting than those cold-blooded Peak Player."

Okay, I'll spare his life for your sake, but you only have half a cake left. According to my rules, half a cake can't save a person, especially since you have two teammates in this Trials..."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow. Gou Feng was indeed not dead!

It seems he did indeed escape using the Umbilical Cord Shackles of the Wuma Sinners!

As long as this Believer of "Birth" doesn't die, the matter of creating a new Holy Infant will be much simpler. Hopefully, Squinty Eyes can bring him back safely.

Speaking of squinty eyes...

"Zhang Jizu only ate half a piece, why didn't you do anything to him?"

"Him? He didn't even eat half a piece. Ha, I can't kill him, so I won't waste my energy." Mo Shu smiled, seemingly not finding the words shameful at all.

"..."

You guys are surprisingly pragmatic...

Seeing that Cheng Shi was speechless, Mo Shu smiled, a rare moment of joy.

"Cheng Shi, you are indeed interesting."

Since it's such a difficult decision, I'll make an exception and give you another chance:

Make a decision before noon tomorrow, let one of the lucky winners eat the half of the cake, so I can let one more go.

But remember, only one can survive.

"Oh, by the way, to prevent you from being teleported out after completing the Trials tonight, I took that church staff member with me. I'll return him to you tomorrow after I kill that lucky guy."

After saying that, Mo Shu disappeared without giving anyone time to react.

Cheng Shi's face darkened. He abandoned the two men and ran wildly in the direction Tullatin had left. But after running for a short while, he found that Tullatin had disappeared into the outer courtyard, leaving only his two shoes at both ends of the corridor, proclaiming to the outside world that he had been kidnapped.

He watched this scene with a furrowed brow, his expression gradually turning cold.

It's fine if you want to kill someone, but it's really annoying that you've repeatedly hindered my speedrun.

The other two jogged over and, seeing that the key figure in the artificial Holy Infant had disappeared, their expressions changed as well. Gao Ya frowned deeply, looking at the growing number of church personnel surrounding them due to the thunder, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not just Tullatin who can create buzz; we can do it ourselves. All we need to do is spread the word about the 'Filth and Decay' Holy Infant and make them believe that such a person exists. That's not difficult for us, is it?"

Cheng Shi nodded, then shook his head:

"Doing things is not difficult; the difficulty lies in gaining the Divine Nurturing Church and the local people."

This isn't reality, and we can't be certain what kind of uproar a rumor will cause. If people believe it, that's fine, but if the rumor fails and raises public awareness, it will be difficult to convince them that evil spirits are descending.

"That's not difficult. Just kill them. You also said that there will be strange phenomena when the Holy Infant arrives. If you kill a lot of people and the fears combine, it might really give birth to a real Holy Infant."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "You're really ruthless."

But he still shook his head:

"The effectiveness of simple and crude methods in the Civilization Era does not mean they will be effective in the Life Era."

If you know anything about the Three Crow Tribe, you should know how fanatical people in this era are about Faith. I'm afraid that before the true Holy Infant is even born, the over-stimulated Divine Nurturing Church might bring down some great terror, causing this Trials to fail completely.

So the reason I led you around searching was not because there was only one way to solve the Trials, but to play it safe.

There are many ways to win; I simply chose the safest one within the rules.

"This won't do, that won't do, what exactly do you want?" Gao Ya was getting impatient. After Scorpio ate the cake that "should have belonged to her," she was furious. "You accepted my gloves, but gave my cake to this Another Day Assassin. Now, shouldn't I have the last half of the cake?!"

Cheng Shi glanced at her and scoffed.

"Lady Soloist, you seem to have forgotten that if I hadn't been standing in front of you two just now, you might have already died once."

So I'd like to ask, is your Puppet's Grasp for survival, or for sustenance?

"..."

Gao Ya, being a smart person, naturally knew that Cheng Shi was right. She had already been saved by Cheng Shi once, and even if this time it only delayed her by half a day, time often represents opportunity.

Thinking of this, she looked at the Another Day Assassin and thought to herself that this little Assassin was lucky. He was protected without paying any price just because he "befriended" a big brother.

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow and silently took out the transparent gloves he had just picked up.

Seeing his action, Gao Ya turned her head away with a complicated expression, clearly indicating that she still needed Cheng Shi's help to survive.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi curled his lip in disdain and said, "You are Believer in [Folly], but your mania is driving you away from your Lord of Grace."

"..."

When life and death are at stake, who can guarantee that they will remain completely calm?

But Gao Ya did not refute it; instead, he silently sang a song of calm for himself.

"We still have a chance. Besides, even if we don't manage to speed through, can that Cleaner really kill the person he wants to kill?"

Gao Ya sneered, "He may not be able to kill you, but he can definitely kill me."

"..." Smart people are also quite self-aware.

Seeing Cheng Shi's strange expression, Gao Ya gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you. The gloves are still yours, but you have to promise to leave me the last half of the cake before noon tomorrow."

Cheng Shi was somewhat surprised by Gao Ya's sudden change in attitude. He pondered for a moment and nodded:

It will be yours, but not now.

However, you are right. We can't just rely on Tullatin to create momentum. Now is the best opportunity. We can spread some rumors first, and these church members who have gathered around are the best megaphones.

I have some other business to attend to, so I'll leave for a bit. You all quietly slip into the crowd and tell everyone that Tullatin discovered something extraordinary while perusing the Book of Prophecy, and was about to go to the library to verify it when he was kidnapped by an unknown force.

Remember, that's all the content; don't add anything else.

Our desired outcome is to let vague rumors slowly evolve into their own version of fear; is it advisable to add unnecessary complications?

Upon hearing this, the Folly Believer narrowed his eyes slightly.

What a dirty trick!

When Scorpio heard that Cheng Shi was leaving, he got a little anxious. "Brother, where are you going? I'll come and help you!"

After a moment's hesitation, Gao Ya also whispered, "Many hands make light work."

Haha, now you know that there's strength in numbers?

I still prefer the way you started out, all alone with your nostrils pointing to the sky.

"Splitting up improves efficiency. We used to stick together because we didn't know where the 'Hunter' was. Now that the 'Hunter' has given us the opportunity, we should make good use of our time."

Wood Elf aren't omnipotent and Avatar, so don't hold us back, you all have to help.

"..."

"..."

Scorpio and Gao Ya were speechless. At this point, it was really hard to say who this "Wood Elf" was trying to fool.

"That's all I have to say. Go now, I'll be back in a moment."

As he spoke, Cheng Shi took two steps back, and in the dim light of the corridor, he made a silent touch with the shadow behind him. Then he snapped his fingers and disappeared from the spot.

The two men who watched Cheng Shi disappear widened their eyes and their expressions changed.

"Do Druid have this kind of teleportation ability?"

Hearing this ridiculously stupid question, Gao Ya couldn't help but roll his eyes.

She was furious that Cheng Shi had accepted the gifts but hadn't done anything, giving away the cake that should have been hers to Scorpio. But she couldn't take the cake back from Scorpio, so she could only compromise and follow Cheng Shi's lead, since the Fate Weaver of Fates held the power now.

So she gritted her teeth, stood up, covered her head, and rushed into the crowd to spread rumors.

Scorpio's gaze sharpened upon seeing this.

He wasn't stupid. Although the current situation seemed to be in his favor, with the Cleaner's attention shifting from hunting down three people to keeping a close watch on two others, he knew that his survival depended not on whether he ate the cake or not, but on the Cleaner's decision.

The Cleaner might not be able to kill Cheng Shi or Zhang Jizu, but he could kill himself, and very easily at that.

So even after eating cake, Scorpios still feel uneasy.

The safest course of action right now is to complete the Trials as soon as possible and then teleport out. Only by returning to the Rest Area can one truly be safe and away from this deadly showdown.

So he started to use his brain.

Players who can score over 2000 points are not true echo chambers. Even if they band together for huge benefits and the same goal, each person will have their own problem-solving ideas and coping methods. When the collective path is difficult to move forward, the individual path becomes extremely important.

So Scorpio began to plan his path.

It was already close to midnight, and his deduction opportunity would reset when the day ended. Having this deduction opportunity meant that an Assassin of "Time" could create more possibilities for the present moment.

As for what the possibilities might be, the little Assassin was already slowly forming a plan in his mind.