So far, based on the known information, Xing Ye speculated that there were two causes of his brother Xing Shuo's death.
The first is that he is very likely to choose the fate camp. Xing Ye believes that with his younger brother's ability, he can definitely reach the final level with his brother's ability, and then become a prop like a mirror, fall into the hands of someone, and be destroyed.
The second type, like the son of the city lord, becomes a victim of a special item, and this special item may also be an item for the obedient player.
As a submissive player, even if it is actively cleared, it will only become an item in the end.
If you are lucky, follow him like a small mirror and meet a player with a conscience, who will not use him to kill or hurt him.
Almost luck, that pocket watch became a tool for murder.
The game system is full of maliciousness to players, but it exists in order and will not harm the lives of players. Only humans can kill themselves.
Of course, all of this may have been random speculation by Xing Ye. This is not the case. The pocket watch is really just a special item, and the city lord's son has not really died.
If you want to ask for a certificate, you need to get the answer from Randy.
However, based on Xing Ye's knowledge of the existing clues, 80% of his guesses are valid, unless there are new clues.
Xing Ye thought, he must continue to think and verify, and find the only hope from despair. But the more he thinks, the more sober he will be and the more sensible he can perceive the cruel truth.
He is too smart to be confused at all.
The mirror simply opened his arms and hugged the fragile little puppet in his arms. All he could do now was this.
It's great to have a body in this world, at least he doesn't need to watch Xing Ye sad and unable to comfort him.
I don't know how long this posture has been maintained. The little puppet, who has been silent in the dark, suddenly said: "I participated in the game during this time. I gradually discovered a potential rule that challenges the game of fate. That is, no matter how harsh the conditions, the game will never Take the initiative to kill the player. It gives the player despair, but will always leave a glimmer of hope in despair. So I believe that as long as you are still alive, there will be a way to leave the game and return to your body.
I don't know how to do it yet, but as long as I continue to participate, as long as I continue to win, one day I will get the answer. "
"I..." The little mirror wanted to say, why should you be so good to me? I have never been forced to do anything, to protect me from harm within my ability, to return to the real world to help me visit my family and physical conditions, and to help me get out of the game and return to my body.
The mirror did not ask, but Xing Ye guessed what he didn't say, and proactively replied: "You don't have too much psychological pressure. I am not just for you, but also for myself. Not only do you want to leave the game, I also want to, I can't allow myself to be restricted by the game and reincarnate in this world forever.
On the way to the final pass, we will get more information, and there will definitely be a way to restore you. This is an incidental product, like an additional question in the exam, challenging the difficult is my interest. "
Also, Xing Shuo died in the game without Xing Ye's knowledge. The incident has already happened. Xing Ye couldn't let time flow backward, and he could do nothing. But at least, the mirror is still alive.
In such a difficult and demanding situation, the mirror still maintains itself and lives strong and optimistic.
Lu Mingze did not give up on himself, so Xing Ye would not give up on him either.
At least, let him save one person.
Xing Ye felt that his chest seemed to be held tightly by something, and he felt painful with twitches. It was a dull pain, so dull that he couldn't feel it if he didn't think deeply.
He put his hands on his chest and didn't feel the beating of his heart; he put his hands under his eyes without feeling cold tears.
The puppets have no tears. They have no water in their bodies, and even if they are sad, they cannot shed tears.
In such a world, Xing Ye can rest assured that he is vulnerable, he will not even change his expression, no one can find his helplessness.
There is only one mirror with real eyes. In such a dark night, it is clear that he can't protect himself, but he still firmly embraces him.
As the sky gradually brightened, Xing Ye stood up in the sun and said to the mirror: "Let's go to the repair shop. After paying off the debt today, take care of you. You will become the most beautiful mirror in the entire Puppet City."
"Good!" The mirror firmly held Xing Ye's hand as if he had never experienced the darkness of the night.
Two puppets, one tall and one short, carrying a sack for picking up waste and draped in linen cloth, walked to the old Nick's repair shop under the sunlight.
Xing Ye turned his head and looked at the mirror. At this time, the sun was shining on the mirror, and the bright light reflected in Xing Ye's eyes, which was a bit dazzling for a while.
The mirror is so bright, Xing Ye thought to himself.
The repair shop did not open today. Little Nick Guanling let Xing Ye and the mirror in through the back door. Old Nick was waiting for them.
As soon as he saw Xing Ye, Old Nick immediately said, "What did you see in the mine? This stinky boy said he was too afraid to not go in. Only you brought a bag of raw ore back. Did you... see something? Something different?"
Guanling was afraid that he could not guess the real purpose of Old Nick, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense and waited for Xing Ye to solve it.
Xing Ye calmly put the sack on the table and opened it. He counted out five large pieces of raw ore and said to Old Nick: "These should be enough to repay the debt that Stickman and I owe you."
"Debt is not important, what is important is what you saw in the mine!" Old Nick was so angry that the stomata under his nose started to steam again, blowing his beard into flight.
Xing Ye sat in a chair leisurely and said to Guanling: "Wind up your dad, this energy consumption is too fast."
Guanling smirked, and found the spring on Old Nick's back and twisted it.
Old Nick pushed him away with anger, picked up a musket and pointed at Xing Ye and said, "Are you kidding me?"
He thought he could threaten Xing Ye, who knew that a short figure swayed in front of Old Nick, and the gun disappeared and appeared in the hands of the stickman who had welded the tin.
"A stickman can actually snatch a weapon from my hand. I checked your body yesterday. You can't be so powerful, and you shouldn't be so fast. Did anyone help you transform it yesterday?" Old Nick's Attention turned to Cao Qian, staring at her firmly, "Who did you meet in the mine?"
Cao Qian did not speak, Xing Ye did not speak, they waited to see Old Nick's attitude.
"The technology that allows Stickman to break through the limitations of body material, who else can do it except Master Benedict?" Old Nick embraced Cao Qian's two thin arms excitedly, "You tell me, did you see the master? Did the master help you reshape your body?"
His attitude did not seem to be hostile to Benedict.
Old Nick's name is taken from half of Benedict, and he has been serving everyone in Puppet City according to the identity set by the master for him, and has never changed for so many years.
Xing Ye thought for a while and said, "We saw a team of people with such badges on them."
He asked old Nick for a pen and drew the badge on the puppet body he saw in the mine.
Those puppets were sent by the city lord.