Considering Death and No Return

By Welch

God has given me the ability to see death, perhaps also hinting that I am a man with no way back.I didn't look carefully when I passed by the living room just now. I will add more to this paragraph later.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Welch
• Release date: Apr 27, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869345257

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Chapter 1 The man who saw death

"Start recording. Today is July 3, 2055, and the weather is... Well, I didn't look carefully when I passed by the living room just now. I will add more to this paragraph later.

"As usual, today's voice record will also introduce myself. My name is Mo Qiu, male, nineteen years old, a sophomore at Mengdu University. I am an ordinary person who barely survives on the salary of working in a convenience store. …

"On the surface, it is like this. I deliberately created this kind of persona so that I can blend into this society and prevent others from noticing that I am different.

"A year ago, I gained a superpower. From that day on, I was able to see the 'death' of entities... Well, I know this sounds weird, to explain it in human terms, in my In the field of vision, everyone is covered with a thin layer of black mist. I call it the death energy. If it is too strong, it means that the unlucky guy will unfortunately pass away recently.

Okay, the self-introduction is over. The feeling of repeating it every day is really annoying. It is now 6:14 in the morning. The new day starts as usual. My life energy is at a stable value. There is no need to worry about sudden death for the time being. …

After saying this, Mo Qiu put down the recorder in his hand, turned on the faucet, and washed his face very quickly.

After finishing washing up, he took a few steps to the living room and sat on a chair by the window.

The weather is not bad... Mo Qiu muttered, turned on the computer, and skillfully accessed an obviously shady website.

Websites like this are generally referred to as the dark web. On this planet ruled by the Federation, there are very few such shady websites left that have been suppressed, but Mo Qiu can still find the entrance.

Here, his name is Death Angel.

"Twelve years ago, my parents, who were senior federal researchers, passed away in an 'accident'. I personally have always been skeptical...

"But fortunately, my father deliberately concealed my existence before he was alive, so I was able to go to college as leisurely as I am today, and I was able to find time to carefully investigate the 'accident' on the dark web.

This is a journey with no return. I hope I can touch the truth.

Looking at the web page, Mo Qiu took out the voice recorder again and recorded her thoughts at the moment.

    The reason why he got up early today was because of an email he received last night.

It was sent by a guy named Faceless Man. This name is not ordinary. All the guys who live in the dark world understand its meaning.

It is obvious that the parallel universe that Mo Qiu lives in does not follow our side of history. In his case, some unknown factors appeared in the early twentieth century, which led to the emergence of a large number of superpowers, many of whom were extremely ambitious, and the entire history changed because of this.

The process is very complicated, so I won’t go into details here. The result is a huge federation that eventually rules the world. After an entire century, people here have long recognized this kind of thing.

But it was just eight years ago, on December 31, 2047, to be precise. A guy who calls himself The Faceless Man took over the encrypted channel of the Federal Security Service and sent a notice to the world, threatening to completely change the world in ten years!

From that day on, The Faceless Men became a legend in the dark world and a word with special meaning.

One can imagine how shocked Mo Qiu was when a guy named Faceless Man suddenly found Mo Qiu on the dark web last night and invited him to participate in a game, right?

If it had been a different signature, Mo Qiu might have deleted the email, but the name of the Faceless Man was so big that it gave him a hint of opportunity.

Maybe he could use this person to investigate his parents' deaths.

Continue recording, the weather is sunny, I really hope my mood can stay sunny... I have just tried every means I can to track down this guy, but to no avail. After working for a while, Mo Qiu sighed. After a breath, he leaned back on the chair, picked up the recorder again, and muttered for a while.

This is a habit he developed after acquiring his powers. At first, I recorded it because I was afraid that I would be killed suddenly by this unknown ability and there would be no news. However, after I gradually learned about the existence of superpowers, this became a habit.

At this time, the time has come to 6:45. According to the short-term plan he made in his mind when he just took a shower, Mo Qiu should go out for dinner now.

However, he didn't move. His brain started running at high speed as soon as he turned off the recorder.

The death energy in me is stronger than before. There is something wrong... As a troubled child who has been determined to investigate the deep secrets of the Federation since he was a child, he has long developed the habit of being cautious.

My physical fitness has improved significantly since I gained my powers. It's impossible for ordinary people to threaten my life...Did the Security Bureau come to visit? Or are there other people with powers? Mo Qiu thought for a moment and then ruled it out. The possibility of the Security Bureau, after all, the other party doesn't need to be so careful if they want to catch him.

The Federation has its own set of methods to deal with superpowers.

Could it be the guy who calls himself the Faceless Man? Mo Qiu stood up calmly, put on his coat as usual, and headed out the door.

If the other party is a person with super powers, it will naturally be safer on the street.

But he couldn't turn the door handle!

Don't leave in a hurry, Angel of Death. A strange man's voice sounded from behind him. Mo Qiu quickly turned around and saw a guy wearing a peaked cap sitting where he had been sitting just now.

How did you get in? Mo Qiu asked calmly.

Window. The other party pointed to the open window and said in a show-off manner.

But this is the tenth floor.

My powers can help me do this.

So you just hung out the window and stared at me?

Well, yes...but your statement is a bit obscene.

Your behavior is indeed very obscene.

Hey, bastard, that's not the point!

The man whose train of thought was completely interrupted finally came to his senses. He cleared his throat and regained his calm expression.

I assume you've read the email I sent you?

Huh? Mo Qiu frowned and looked at the other person as if he had seen a piece of rotten cabbage in the vegetable market. At the same time, he said in an unbelievable tone, You don't want to tell me that you are so useless. Face person?"

The man smiled and spoke eloquently, My real name is Erth. This is the most basic sincerity. If you don't like that code name, you don't have to call me Faceless. My dear collaborator...

Hey! You are very familiar with me. Who is your collaborator? Open the door for me, I want to go out! Mo Qiu raised his hand before he could finish his words, pointing at the other person's nose. Suddenly cursed.

Easi obviously didn't expect Mo Qiu's reaction, and the second half of his words got stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Your attitude makes me very unhappy, Death Messenger. Although I am ready to recruit you into my gang, if you continue to be like this, I will probably be unable to help but kill you. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, but His tone became obviously gloomy.

Okay, okay, I'll try my best. Mo Qiu spread his hands and showed a helpless look, gesturing for the other party to continue talking.

Do you know the 'faceless god of death'? Seeing the other party acting like this, Ersi had to bite the bullet and finish the half of the sentence he just got stuck on. As an 'angel of death', you can't possibly not understand this, right?

You mean that evil game? The urban legend that gathers a group of desperate people and makes them kill each other in various ways? Mo Qiu frowned and asked.

That's not an urban legend, that's a game led by me! And today, I invite you to join the game and lead this reality show with me! The man who calls himself the Faceless Man said in a very contagious tone.

But it was a pity that after hearing this, Mo Qiu just picked his nose and put on an expression of disgust.

You have disappointed me. My journey has no return, so I have no interest in the bad taste of standing still. If the faceless man only has this kind of caliber, it will really insult the legend. Mo Mo. Qiu shrugged and pushed the door open before he finished speaking. This time he was not blocked, Just leave as you came. Be careful not to fall to death.

With a bang sound, only Erth with a gloomy face was left in the room.

There is no return journey...you will fall into the trap, believe me, you will definitely...

Chapter 2 The Dead Envoy (1)

The gloomy weather, the depressing city, and the surging flow of people.

Today's Dream City is as lively as usual, and it also makes Mo Qiu feel uncomfortable. He is a person who likes to be alone, and a quiet life is more suitable for him.

But unfortunately, he is a human being with limited abilities and must rely on society to survive.

To put it simply, this guy can't cook at all, and he will probably starve to death if he stays away from takeout.

Without further ado, after crossing a street, Mo Qiu arrived at his destination - Mengdu University.

He walked into the school gate leisurely while chewing the buns he bought on the roadside.

Mengdu University is an internationally renowned institution of higher learning, and most of the students here are from famous aristocrats. Around him, most of the pedestrians were wearing expensive designer clothes, and their manners and speech were full of upper class atmosphere, which made him look out of place.

He had short black hair and was wearing cheap casual clothes. He was chewing buns and looking around like an idiot. Even though this guy is quite handsome, no one wants to get close to him.

Those young men were naturally unwilling to associate with a poor boy like Mo Qiu. As for the girls, most of them were dissuaded by his attitude of keeping strangers away.

However, part of this was done deliberately by Mo Qiu. He was a complete social disorder, so he simply did not try to build a good relationship with other people.

However, there are exceptions...

Why are you here a few minutes late today? Why, the running clock is late today? A voice with a hint of laziness sounded from behind Mo Qiu, and then an arm naturally rested on him on the shoulders.

Hey, are we familiar with each other? There's no need for you to wait every morning, right? Mo Qiu glanced at the visitor and replied in a rather helpless tone.

He was a man with messy hair. He was very handsome, but he always had a lazy expression. His whole temperament seemed very casual, and he seemed to have a social disorder.

His name is Thies, an Asian American who just transferred here not long ago. He is currently the person with whom Mo Qiu talks the most openly in the entire school. Although they are not friends yet, they are all the same kind of weirdos after all. Fetus, staying together can be regarded as cherishing each other.

Tis, it's been a month since you came here, right? How come... you still haven't memorized this road clearly? Mo Qiu sighed as he watched the other party shamelessly pick up a bun that originally belonged to him.

Hmm, doesn't this feel like, well, being alone is weird? Look around, who doesn't have a friend? Thies said as he ate.

Mo Qiu shook her head, secretly regretting that she didn't refuse this job a month ago.

Thies transferred here a month ago and needed a classmate to help him adjust to life. So after a lottery, Mo Qiu was lucky to take over the job.

This guy is really familiar with himself... Mo Qiu said secretly.

At this moment, the encounter with Erth in the morning had long been forgotten by him. He didn't like the other party's behavior, and he didn't admit that the faceless man only had that kind of ability, so he had already fired Erth in his heart. .

After chatting awkwardly with Thies, the two finally arrived in the classroom, so they found a seat and sat down.

By the way, Mo Qiu. When I first came here, I heard a rumor on the Internet. As soon as he sat down, Thies suddenly said, What is it called the Faceless Death God...have you heard of it?

Hearing this, Mo Qiu's already relaxed nerves were suddenly touched. He quickly turned his head, looked at Thies, and said seriously, What did you say?

I'm talking about the Faceless Death God, a very famous urban ghost story... I saw it on a small forum, and there is even a live video. Thies said with a smile, I heard that this show is very popular on the dark web, and the participants They are all poor people with huge debts. If they win, they will get a lot of money...

What forum? Mo Qiu had no intention of listening to him and quickly interrupted.

Just less than an hour ago, the guy who called himself The Faceless Man invited him to participate in the Faceless Death in front of him, and now, this guy who had just known each other for a month and was not even a friend was following him Did you mention this word?

At that moment, he had even imagined tens of thousands of words of bizarre plot in his mind.

Mo Qiu didn't believe in so-called coincidences. He already felt threatened at this moment. If his death energy hadn't remained normal, he would have probably fled here immediately.

Be cautious and prudent, this is the way of survival that Mo Qiu summed up on this road with no return.

Hey, hey, that's a small forum I accidentally clicked on. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Where can I find it now? Thies shrugged, and then he asked to himself, No. To think that such a big drama is going on in this city... What do you think, Mo Qiu, what do you think?

What? What? Mo Qiu didn't understand and frowned.

What kind of person do you think the director of a 'play' like this would be? What about his 'measurement'? Thies' tone began to stop being lazy at some point, and at the same time, in Within Mo Qiu's field of vision, the black mist on Thies' body actually dissipated.

This made Mo Qiu break into a cold sweat. He had never encountered such a situation since he obtained the superpower. His shock at the moment even made him forget the hidden meaning of Thies' words.

His mind went blank, and Mo Qiu froze in his seat as if he had seen a monster.

Hey, students behind you, don't talk! Just when Mo Qiu was at a loss, the young professor on the podium shouted as if he had hyperthyroidism, bringing him back to reality from his shock.

Sorry, Professor. Thies responded quickly.

At this time, Mo Qiu looked over again and found that he could see the death energy on Thies again, and his expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

Tis... After staring at this friend whom he had just known for a month, Mo Qiu said nothing more and pretended to listen to the class.

Thies' behavior just now was so abnormal, why did he mention the Faceless Death? Why would he ask what he thought of the dominant person? Why did he mention measurement just like he did in the morning? Finally, and most importantly, why couldn't the death energy be seen in Thies' body at that moment?

These doubts lingered in Mo Qiu's mind, and he had decided to find a deserted place immediately after class, and even if he had to use the ten tortures, he would get to the bottom of it.

After finally surviving until the bell rang, Mo Qiu stood up immediately, but as soon as he was about to pull Thies up, he rushed out of the door faster.

What the hell! By now, Mo Qiu was completely sure that there was something wrong with the other party, so he immediately chased after him.

Is that guy the companion of the 'Faceless Man'? He suddenly came here and has been staying by my side. What kind of mission can't he accomplish? Mo Qiu said to himself as he chased, because the Emissary of Death With his identity, he was naturally worried that someone would follow the clues and find him in reality...

After all, in this era, there are not a few keyboard warriors who are found along the network cable. Live offline PK is no longer an empty talk.

You actually entered the toilet? Mo Qiu stopped because he just saw that Thies had rushed into the toilet around the corner.

After standing outside the door and observing carefully for a while, after confirming that there was no trap at the door, Mo Qiu carefully entered the door under the astonished eyes of passers-by.

At this moment, he noticed that the death energy on his arm suddenly surged!

Mo Qiu's pupils shrank, and he quickly leaned down and lay on the ground. At the same time, a bright short knife flew past the place where he was just standing.

Is this your friend? A familiar voice sounded. Mo Qiu raised his head and saw a scene that stunned him.

Erth was standing by the window, and on his shoulders was carrying the unconscious Thies.

Hey, we meet again, Death Envoy. The other party grinned and gave him a smile.

Chapter 3 The Dead Envoy (2)

The toilet door was closed behind Mo Qiu. He stared at Ersi standing at the window, and a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire space. Mo Qiu did not respond to Ersi's words, and the two sides just faced off...

Why is it so noisy... The tense atmosphere was finally broken by an intruder. A cubicle beside Ersi was opened, and a student who had just solved his physical problem came out humming a tune.

Hey, let's go! Mo Qiu was startled by this sudden accident. He had already seen the death energy on that student. That guy would definitely be killed by Ersi!

What are you doing? Who are you? The student froze on the spot. He looked at the strange scene in front of him and couldn't figure out what happened for a moment.

It’s not his fault. You can imagine this scene: In the small toilet, a man is standing by the window, carrying another man on his shoulders, while the third man is standing at the door, looking at the other two people warily. .

I don't like to be disturbed, kid! Erth glanced at the unfortunate guy. At the same time, a steel-handled mop behind him levitated and shot straight towards the student.

Hey, you guy, didn't I tell you to get out of the way!? When Ersi glanced at the unfortunate guy, Mo Qiu exerted his strength under his feet, jumped up, and pounced on the latter.

His death energy is mainly concentrated on the right side of his body, drag him to the left! Mo Qiu stepped in front of Ersi in three steps, grabbed the student's collar, and threw him behind him.

Boom! Ah! Two voices sounded at the same time. The former was the sound of the steel-handled mop shooting through the compartment door panel, and the latter was the scream of the unfortunate guy when he fell to the ground.

Oh? I didn't expect that the dead messenger was actually a compassionate person. Erth smiled nonchalantly. At this moment, Mo Qiu was less than two meters away from him. With his line level telekinesis ability, he could easily subdue the opponent.

The levels of superpowers are named by the Federal Security Service and are divided into four levels: point, line, surface and body, which are used to indicate the degree to which superpowers have developed their abilities.

I didn't expect that the dignified 'Faceless Man' would actually kill innocent people indiscriminately. Mo Qiu looked at the other party without showing any fear, and even imitated the other party's tone and replied.

Huh, if I can achieve my goal, I will naturally not be stingy with force... Ersi snorted coldly and changed the topic to business, Dead envoy, you rejected my invitation in the morning and were unwilling to participate in my bad fun. 'Right?

Of course, I will never serve a villain like you. Mo Qiu still didn't give him face.

Ersi was not surprised. He chuckled, raised his hand and patted Thies on the shoulder, and continued, Is this guy your friend?

That's right... Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes. He originally thought that Thies and the Erth in front of him were in the same group, but now it seems that the truth is much more complicated.

Then he is your mortgage, here, take it! Ersi snapped his fingers, and then a mobile phone flew out of his jacket pocket and landed in Mo Qiu's hand.

This is the ticket to the Faceless Death. As long as you win this game, I will let this guy go. Erth joked.

    Mo Qiu didn't answer in a hurry. He carefully checked the phone and found that there was only one software on it, an application called The Faceless Death.

I'm not familiar with that guy, so we're not friends. After reading, Mo Qiu put away his phone and said calmly.

Really, it doesn't matter. I think the kind-hearted Mr. Death Messenger will definitely save him, right? Hearing this, Ersi smiled nonchalantly and glanced at the unlucky guy who had fainted behind Mo Qiu.

No, I have another choice. Mo Qiu stared at him and said word by word.

All ears. Ersi raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Mo Qiu.

Here, kill you! Before he finished speaking, Mo Qiu rushed out. In his eyes, the black airflow on Ersi's body gradually began to gather, and finally gathered in the abdomen.

This is the only attack ability he has. He can control the death energy of others to gather at one point to achieve the purpose of artificial weakness.

He once tried this trick on a thief on the subway, and the effect was very significant. The feeling after being hit was similar to being hit by a brick.

Of course, he only had one chance. The Euth in front of him obviously had a higher power level than him, and he would definitely not be given a second chance to hit.

Therefore, he adopted sneak attack tactics.

At this distance, Mo Qiu, who suddenly became angry, believed that the other party would not be able to react when he was carrying a person on his back.

But reality always gives him a blow...

He did hit the point where the death energy gathered, but he stopped there. His fist was like hitting an iron plate, making it difficult to make any further progress.

Ha, I knew you had bad intentions. I had already used my powers to hold up my shirt, and now the defensive power of this piece of clothing is no less than a steel plate! Ersi looked at Mo Qiu in front of him and laughed loudly. stand up.

Since this morning, the boy in front of him has made him angry. To be honest, if Mr. Corondo hadn't named this guy, he would probably kill Mo Qiu directly.

I'll give you some hardship. When you officially come into contact with the Faceless God of Death, I believe you won't be able to refuse that huge profit! Ersi was enjoying the future in his mind, but he didn't notice Mo Qiu, who was supposed to be a defeated dog. A smile appeared.

Then have you ever thought that this is just a feint attack? Mo Qiu suddenly raised his leg, and at the same time, countless death energy on Ersi's body moved quickly and gathered between the opponent's legs...

This process is relatively violent, so I won’t go into details here. I believe everyone can understand what happened.

In short, after a fierce knee attack, Ersi's face turned red and he looked like he couldn't scream even if he wanted to, and he slid weakly against the window edge and fell to the ground.

You...you... Ersi stared at Mo Qiu, but couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Your ability determines that you will be an arrogant maniac. If you are a point-level person, you will definitely be no match for a line-level one. You can even be hit by such an extremely simple attack, and you actually call yourself the 'Faceless Man' so brazenly? Mo Mo? Qiu knelt down, looked at Ersi who looked hopeless, and spoke in the tone of a teacher educating students, Don't look at me like that, use whatever means necessary... isn't that what you just said?

I understand why Mr. Corondo wants you... I lost this time, but you definitely didn't win! Urs struggled and raised his hand, controlling the knives on his belt to levitate.

When Mo Qiu saw this, he immediately took a few steps back cautiously. To be honest, when José takes it seriously, he is no match at all.

Who is Mr. Corondo? Are you hired by someone? Mo Qiu's tone was as calm as ever. At this point, he was still trying to get some information out of the other party.

Watch that phone, it will answer your questions... You will participate, you will save this guy, you will definitely do it! Ersi dragged his body and climbed up the window edge tremblingly. Occasionally a few moans were made.

Limited by those floating knives, Mo Qiu did not dare to act rashly and could only let Erth escape from the scene.

I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you... After climbing out of the window, Ersi looked back at Mo Qiu, and then closed the window.

The knives fell to the ground with a sound, leaving Mo Qiu alone squatting on the spot.

Tch, it turns out he's also a guy who runs errands for others, Corondo... Could it be the famous Corondo Company? Mo Qiu looked at the window and muttered to himself, It seems that Thies is not in the same group as him. , Trouble... My intuition tells me that I must rescue Tis to solve the mystery.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiu stood up and looked around.

Anyway, let's get out of here first. I can't explain why I was caught... Mo Qiu shrugged, his eyes passing over the broken compartment door and the big bag on the unfortunate guy's head, and added, The main thing is I can’t afford it.

Chapter 4 The Dead Envoy (3)

Continue recording. The time is 12:31 noon. There are no classes this afternoon. I will prepare lunch in thirty minutes. Mo Qiu walked on the street, holding a recording pen in one hand and a recording pen in the other. The mobile phone obtained from Ers, This mobile phone is specially made. It has no way to make calls or connect to the Internet. All functions are unavailable...except for the application called 'The Faceless Death'.

This is a chat software, and it can share locations in real time. Currently, only these two functions have been found... By the way, regarding the chat function, I have been added to a group chat by default, and there are eleven people in it including me. members, all anonymous.

Although Mo Qiu himself did not want to participate in such a farce as The Faceless God of Death, he was indeed very interested in this person, and his subconscious was reminding him crazily that that guy was the one who could help him investigate the death of his parents!

So Mo Qiu wanted to save him. In this case, he had to study the rules of the faceless death game carefully and try to keep himself in a state of sufficient information. Of course, Mo Qiu didn't know anything about this extremely popular reality show on the dark web. As Thies said before, this is a game composed of several desperate people, and the rules are different in each period.

In addition, Mo Qiu also knew that there was an extremely terrifying force behind this reality show, because it had been in existence for two full years and was always held near Dream City. However, until today, the Federation has not been able to bring this show to the public. The group is disconnected.

Boss, a bowl of ramen, but no coriander! Mo Qiu had already walked into a noodle restaurant where he often went, and ordered a bowl of the cheapest ramen as usual.

After sitting down by the window, he continued to think.

Easy mentioned 'Mr. Corondo' and said that he was the one who asked me to join them. Who is Mr. Corondo? He can't really be from the international consortium Corondo Company, right? Mo Qiu said. Peeling a clove of garlic, he murmured to himself, If it's true, it makes sense...Only the Corondo Company can afford to pay off the sky-high debts of those participants.

Just as he was thinking about it, the ramen was already on the table. Mo Qiu was already very hungry, so he couldn't care less about what else was available. He opened his chopsticks and was about to start his mouth.

Did dong! A clear ringtone rang. Mo Qiu grabbed the phone of the faceless god of death and opened the screen while chewing the noodles.

There are still five hours until the game starts. Please read the rules of this game carefully. The relevant information has been sent to your mailbox. As soon as the screen turned on, Mo Qiu saw a text message, but the sender was not displayed.

After clicking a few times, Mo Qiu entered the mailbox of the Faceless Death application and found two more emails.

It came pretty quickly... He muttered to himself as he clicked on the first email and found that it was the one introducing the rules of the game.

Then, as if reading a novel while eating, he carefully read the email of less than a thousand words three or four times.

Ha~ After finishing the last mouthful of soup, Mo Qiu sighed with satisfaction, immediately stood up to pay the bill, and left the noodle shop.

What did you think it would be? It would just turn out to be a killing game... Mo Qiu commented rather disdainfully.

The killing game is a very common board game, but it is obvious that the Faceless Death cannot be as simple as Mo Qiu said. It is naturally not a common killing game... at least, it can really kill people.

This time there are eleven participants in the Faceless Death, and each of them will be given a tarot card to represent their identity.

These include seven Major Arcana cards: Death, Wheel of Fortune, Fool, Magician, Tower, Judgment and Demon and four Sword, Holy Grail, Scepter and Pentacles The first card of the Minor Arcana.

Each card has an ability, but the only ones that can be revealed are the Death card and the four Minor Arcana cards.

Death can choose to kill one other participant at the end of each round. He can choose to do it himself or hire someone to do it. The difference is that the reward after winning is different.

The skill of the minor arcana is to give priority to inherit the mantle of the dead god of death.

That's right, this is not a camp game, and there will not always be only one God of Death. When the God of Death is executed, another God of Death will be born in the Minor Arcana. When the Minor Arcana dies or a Major Arcana strikes, After killing the God of Death, the God of Death will also be transferred to the hands of the Major Arcana.

The victory condition is to be the last survivor!

This is not a fair game. Mo Qiu knows very well that every issue of Faceless Death is unfair. After all, this is a game designed for a group of desperate people. They don't need fairness, they just need a little hope to go crazy...and this kind of madness will make unfair games more interesting. This is what the organizers like to see, they don't care about those In people's life and death, they only know that those people's madness and struggle will bring huge benefits to themselves.

So Mo Qiu calls this kind of game bad taste. He is very disgusted with this kind of twisted human nature. That's why when Erth calls himself the Faceless Man, he thinks that the other person is not worthy of the name Faceless Man.

But now that he has entered the game, he can only sigh a few times.

After reading the rules of the game, Mo Qiu clicked on the second email. This email was very short, with only a picture and a paragraph.

My card...is it the devil? Mo Qiu looked at the picture of the tarot card without any disturbance in his heart. For him, the purpose of participating in the game was to rescue Thies, so winning was not the primary purpose. …Besides, he doesn’t think those desperate guys are capable of killing him.

But the God of Death has an 'employment' option after all. You still have to be cautious, but the rules don't say you can't resist... Mo Qiu muttered, focusing on the paragraph under the devil card.

Demon: Observe a card's specific abilities at the beginning of each round.

Well, it's not an ability that can directly affect the game... But considering that the five major arcanas except Death are completely unknown, this ability is not bad. Mo Qiu shrugged and put the phone He put it back in his pocket. It was still about five hours before the game started, so he decided to go home and take a nap.

A lot happened today, and in order to remain in perfect condition, he had to rest and recuperate.

…………

In the evening, at six o'clock sharp, Mo Qiu got up from the bed with a vibrating sound. He spent about five seconds to get rid of his sleepiness, and then turned on the phone again.

A virtual call request popped up on the phone. Mo Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly and clicked Confirm connection.

As soon as he pressed it, a blue light shot out from the top of the phone and scanned Mo Qiu's whole body. Then, ten blue lights shot out from the back of the phone, forming ten illusory humanoid shapes that were all blue.

This is a common virtual call technology in this era, and the biggest contributor to the popularization of this technology is the Kolendo company that Mo Qiu has been thinking about for a day.

Those blue figures, all wearing crisp suits, sat in positions that had been prepared long ago, maintaining a perfect angle to record the call.

Unlike these ten guys who were obviously in debt but still trying to save face, the avatar recorded by Mo Qiu was wearing baggy pajamas, and because he was sitting on the bed for the scan, he did not expose his lower body. Recording it in made his image look like a big pile of unknown objects. This contrast makes Mo Qiu look funny at first glance, but when you think about it more deeply, isn't it ironic?

Those who are desperate must sit upright and save face;

There is no former direction, sleepy eyes, no scruples.

This... little brother, if I read correctly, you should be number one, let's start with you. A middle-aged bald man sitting next to Mo Qiu thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of a way to do it. There was an honorific to address Mo Qiu, so he had to bite the bullet and say it.

Now is the mutual acquaintance session before the official start of the game. Everyone can say something. Since Mo Qiu fell asleep in the afternoon, he didn't see the relevant notification.

But this did not hinder his speech. Anyway, he had no intention of playing games with the ten people in front of him.

Me? I'm just a mediocre person. Let's chat first. I'm not awake yet, so please let me take it easy. Mo Qiu clasped his fists and imitated the tone of a martial artist.

Then, he created ten god-sucking faces and a minute-long silence.

Chapter 5 The Dead Envoy (4)

A cold break, a long cold break.

The other ten people present had basically regarded this faceless death as the most important thing in their lives, so when Mo Qiu appeared in an extremely casual image and said such meaningless words, these ten guys were speechless. I am speechless.

A minute later, No. 8, who was sitting opposite Mo Qiu, cleared his throat and decided to quickly break the awkward atmosphere and shift his focus to business. This first gathering may be like taking off his pants and farting for Mo Qiu, but for them it is a good opportunity to dig out information. You must know that if you want to win the final victory, everyone in front of you will be an enemy. Only by knowing yourself and the other side can you win every battle. .

It's No. 2's turn. Everyone is waiting, so why don't you speak up? No. 8, a young man with short hair said coldly.

Ah, yes, yes... thank you for reminding me. No. 2, the middle-aged bald man who spoke first, patted his forehead and said, Everything we say and do now is recorded by the Faceless Death God. Below, so I don’t plan to talk too much...

Let's not repeat the useless rubbish. Are you used to talking in this tone before? A dissatisfied voice interrupted him. Mo Qiu looked around and saw that there was a gap between him and No. 2. Position number four.

No. 4's dress was unremarkable, and he was saying impatiently, It's all nonsense, and so was No. 1 just now, saying something about not waking up...

Hey, if you want to say something meaningful, then do it yourself. Do you want to report yourself now? No. 2 was obviously a little angry. He turned to look at No. 4's position and screamed.

That makes sense, but... what should we talk about? Since we are gathered here, you certainly don't want to tell yourself your family background, so what should we talk about? No. 3, sandwiched between the two of them, is here. made a sound and raised a very practical question.

Then, the ten people fell into silence again.

This time the silence did not last long. After a while, Number Six snapped his fingers and said, In that case, let's talk about the overall game policy. Number Six also looked very young, but his tone sounded very mature.

What do you mean? No. 8 asked.

Everyone must know that we are participating in an unfair game, and the rules are very vague, so I think it is necessary for us to make some 'agreements' in private. No. 6 raised his hand when he said this , making a quotation mark gesture.

Then I would like to make a point. During non-Operation Death, no one is allowed to get close to each other in reality. A strong man beside No. 8 said loudly, During Operation Death, our location sharing will be turned off. , Of course, there is no need to say more, but in order to prevent someone from wanting to directly kill someone at other times, I think it is necessary to make such an agreement.

Mo Qiu had been listening silently. He did not comment on No. 9's proposal because he only thought it was funny.

These guys, before they lost everything and were reduced to participating in a game like Faceless Death, they should have been able to see the sky with their hands and eyes. At that time, they must have regarded the rules as nothing, but today, they are trying to find order in a chaotic and crazy reality show?

However, he was indeed the only one present who thought so. As soon as No. 9's proposal came out, four or five people immediately expressed support. Obviously, they had already had similar ideas.

If someone wants to meet privately, they can explain it in advance in this group, but if they violate it maliciously, they are defying everyone and can be voted to death immediately! No. 8 seconded.

Most people nodded in agreement. After all, no one wanted to die for no reason.

Mo Qiu also nodded in agreement, but in fact he was thinking about his own action plan in his heart.

After this party is over, it will immediately enter the time of the God of Death's first action. I'd better not go out all night... There might be a superpower among the ten guys in front of me. If you can't see it, It would be unwise to act rashly under the premise of location sharing. Mo Qiu continued to listen to the other ten people constantly improving the plan they just proposed on the 9th. Time passed little by little, and the half-hour party time was quickly over.

The virtual call was cut off instantly, and No. 9, who had been speaking just now, was not even allowed to finish his words.

It's really resolute, so from now until dawn, it's the time for Death to take action, right? Mo Qiu turned over, flicked the switch on the bedside, and turned on the bedroom light. Then, he got up and quickly closed the curtains.

Please select the Tarot card ability you want to know about. Mo Qiu stared at an email that had just been sent and replied Magician without thinking.

Just at the party, he had determined the order of using the skills. Tower, Magician and Judgement were all in the first order, and he finally chose the Magician with a higher serial number.

When death comes, transfer death? Mo Qiu looked at the response and froze on the spot. It was obvious that this was a powerful skill. The only drawback was that it would reveal his identity to the god of death.

Dong dong dong... Just as Mo Qiu was thinking about how to use this known information, a sound of rushing upstairs interrupted his thoughts.

Who is using the stairs? Mo Qiu's pupils narrowed. However, all residents in the building can use the elevator at will. Even those who deliver food can just say so. No serious person will go up the stairs on foot.

Unless, that is an outsider who was not invited...

Thinking of this, Mo Qiu immediately became vigilant. He walked quietly to the living room, holding his breath and carefully distinguishing the footsteps in the corridor.

Getting closer, getting closer...

Finally, the voice disappeared, and Mo Qiu's face darkened. Because he knew that there was an uninvited guest outside his door.

I didn't expect that he rushed over right after the party. It seems that he is one of the ones closest to me... So is he the God of Death, or does he have other purposes... Mo Qiu was thinking about it. I saw a hand reaching out along the crack of the door.

This scene was extremely strange. The small gap was probably less than a millimeter wide, making it difficult for even an ant to pass through. But Mo Qiu watched helplessly as the hand reached in, and even groped around for the door handle.

I didn't expect there to be people with super powers among this group of people, but this ability is too boring, isn't it? An ability born just to break into private houses? Mo Qiu complained. After all, the doors in important areas are strictly guarded. This kind of drilling ability obviously cannot be opened.

Mo Qiu sighed, gently touched the side of the hand, and gathered all the lifeless energy of the other hand on the little finger.

You touch your 'beep~' here! As Mo Qiu breathed out fragrance, he also punched the little finger with all his strength.

Ah!!! Heart-piercing screams came from outside the door. Naturally, Mo Qiu wouldn't let it go. He pressed the door handle with his left hand and opened the door. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and pulled out the person who was already outside. The guy, whose face was in pain and sweating profusely, pulled into the house.

Hey! Just say what you know, otherwise you'll get the best of you! After closing the door with a bang, Mo Qiu grabbed the other person's collar with his left hand, imitating the tone of an opera, and pointed at the other person's nose with his right hand.

Chapter 6 The Dead Envoy (5)

Are you actually still in the room? The young man who was captured made a very mature voice that did not match his appearance. At this moment, the damage caused by Mo Qiu has not completely faded away, so this guy is still in the room. Keep moaning.

You're No. 6, right? Why, you picked me as your target on the first night? Mo Qiu immediately remembered No. 6 at the party not long ago and confirmed his identity.

I'm not the God of Death. I saw how arrogant you were just now, and I thought you were the God of Death, so I came here to check on you. No. 6 endured the severe pain and said to Mo Qiuyan, I didn't expect you were also a strange person. Able man, is it possible that you are fearless because of your status?

How do you know that I am not the God of Death? Maybe... I just decided not to go out tonight. Mo Qiu leaned his face closer and said in an extremely cold voice, And how do I know that you are not the God of Death? You broke in Come in here, and I can kill you at any time , you know?

No. 6 was obviously frightened by Mo Qiu's attitude, and there was a hint of fear on his face that was distorted by pain.

Listen...listen, I can prove that I am not the God of Death, and I also know that there is a high probability that you are not the God of Death. We can definitely cooperate! Company No. 6 shouted.

He was the one closest to Mo Qiu, so he had already noted the other party's position as early as the afternoon. And after seeing Mo Qiu's extremely casual attitude at the party, he made a judgment: This is a fool who got the death card!

So, he decided to take advantage of the location sharing failure immediately after the party to come here to find out. If the other party was the God of Death, he would definitely step out of the house, because it is impossible for an idiot to think too much.

I was wrong, very wrong... He is not an idiot, he is a madman, a complete madman! At this moment, No. 6 wanted to slap himself in the mouth immediately. From his perspective, this No. 1 had already Became a life-threatening lunatic.

He was right. Those who dared to act so casually in such a life-and-death game were probably lunatics who didn't want their lives.

Then prove it to me! Mo Qiu grabbed the other party's collar and lifted him to eye level with her, maintaining the same tone as before.

My identity is a 'magician'. Believe me, if you cooperate with me, my ability will be of great help to you! Number Six screamed.

Magician? Mo Qiu frowned. He happened to know what the magician's ability was, and it would indeed bring him great help. However, he did not show any emotion on the surface and continued to speak expressionlessly. , Then tell me about your abilities, otherwise I won't be able to believe you.

This is unreasonable, No. 1. As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I will definitely tell you my abilities, but if I tell you everything now, it will be like exposing my underwear to others, and I will lose all privacy! No. 6 was stunned for a second and said bravely. He knew what to do in the face of such a smart madman. Once he said it all as soon as he came up, he would probably be closer to death.

Yeah...that's right. Mo Qiu nodded in agreement, but within a second, his expression changed again and he said sternly, But at this moment, your life is in my hands, you Do you think I will tell you this? Do I have to know what your breaking ability is?

Hey...if you kill me now, the God of Death will definitely notice it. He will know that you killed No. 6, and the days to come will not be easy for you! No. 6 was already being suffocated a little as he was being pulled by his collar. Feeling, seeing Mo Qiu reacting like this, he hurriedly helped him weigh the pros and cons.

Of course Mo Qiu understood this. During the action stage of Death, no one except Death himself could watch the shared location. If he killed No. 6 now, it would probably attract the attention of the God of Death. The reason why Mo Qiu put on a vicious look was mainly to get more information from the guy in front of him.

Then let's talk about your powers. Please explain in detail. I don't want to be attacked by you during our cooperation! Mo Qiu changed his tone. In his heart, he still preferred to find a collaborator. After all, it is not a good idea to confront the God of Death too early. Choose wisely.

When the God of Death sees two people getting together, of course he won't take action easily.

Ah, okay, okay! No. 6's eyes lit up. Knowing that there was something to talk about, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, My power is called 'Pervasive', and the current level is 'Point' level, which can make One of my arms or legs can pass through a gap of any size... No matter how big the body is, I think it will be able to apply the ability to the whole body if I reach the line level.

Only arms... Mo Qiu was a little disappointed. If the opponent's ability could reach line level, it would be a very powerful sneaking ability, but at the current stage, it doesn't have much value.

I...I still have physical fitness far beyond ordinary people. Believe me, I will be a qualified collaborator! No. 6 saw that Mo Qiu was a little dissatisfied and shouted hurriedly.

Okay, let's talk about something else. I'll let you go today. Mo Qiu didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense anymore. After confirming that there was no other useful information to dig out, he had no choice but to agree to the other party's invitation to cooperate.

Then, they started a conversation that lasted for half an hour, and Mo Qiu finally got to know No. 6 a little bit.

First of all, he is indeed a magician. Furthermore, his real name is Xiao Shen, and he is a gambler with huge debts. If he fails to get the bonus in this faceless death, he will turn into a box of ashes in less than a day.

Then see you tomorrow? I think the God of Death should have completed his action by now. After Xiao Shen finished speaking, he asked tentatively.

In this half hour, he still couldn't get a word out of Mo Qiu. Instead, he was coerced and lured away by the other party to get a lot of information.

Then you can leave, and remember to adapt to changes when you get together tomorrow morning. Mo Qiu reminded.

Of course... we are allies. Xiao Shen smiled bitterly and was about to stand up.

Not wanting to, Mo Qiu reached out and patted his shoulder.

Don't use the word 'ally', we are just using each other, remember? In this game, there will be no 'allies', you know? If you can't satisfy me, I will still include you in the must-have list. Kill list." Mo Qiu said gloomily.

He didn't want to talk about a 'covenant' with these guys, so he had to make his position clear in advance.

Okay, it's up to you. Xiao Shen nodded repeatedly, and then fled from here like a headless fly.

The room became quiet again. Mo Qiu stood up, took out half a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, and drank it.

It seems that there are people with supernatural powers among the other participants. I have to find the God of Death quickly, and I will definitely be able to find out the traces of Urs from him... The longer this game drags on, the worse it will be for me.

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The next day, 6:30 in the morning.

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the alarm, Mo Qiu got up sleepily, muttering to himself, Damn, getting up early for two days in a row is really killing me.

But he just complained. Within five minutes, Mo Qiu finished washing, put on her usual casual clothes, and sat down in the living room.

Today is the first day of participating in Faceless Death. Last night I found a collaborator who seemed very unreliable... To be honest, this game is a little different from what I imagined. There are so many uncertainties. Under the premise, it's not surprising what will happen in the future. Mo Qiu still picked up the recorder and recorded his thoughts at this moment, The first formal gathering is about to begin, and I hope to launch the Death God as soon as possible. Identity, so that I can end this stupid game quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qiu felt a shock. He knew it was an application for a virtual call, so he put down the recorder and clicked accept.

The scan was quickly completed, and the avatars seen yesterday also appeared one by one.

It seems that the first deceased has appeared. Mo Qiu turned his head, but did not see the middle-aged bald man from yesterday.

The God of Death has taken action!

Chapter 7 The Dead Envoy (6)

After the link was completely stable, the other nine people also noticed the disappearance of No. 2, and their expressions changed more or less.

Either fear, disdain, or helplessness.

Well, everyone has also seen that there is already one eliminated. No. 8 cleared his throat and said.

The second person to be eliminated will be born in our party. Everyone... say something. No. 6... Xiao Shen opened his mouth to remind.

Tch, it's not easy to define No. 2's death right now, right? We are all blind at night, and we can't see each other's actions. Who knows if he was killed by someone else. No. 3, who was wearing a white suit Hao snorted coldly, Tell me what you did last night. Of course, if anyone is willing to tell you where you are, I welcome it.

When the others heard this, they all looked at each other. To be honest, at this moment of life and death, no one wants to say too much, but if the God of Death is allowed to continue, it will be a big threat to others.

Everyone wishes to be the god of death!

You don't want to speak, do you? Let me go first... I went to the bar on Third Street last night and spent an unforgettable night with some beauties. No. 3 in the white suit said in a slightly intoxicated voice. , In addition, I am unilaterally skeptical of No. 4. I still remember that he was the one who annoyed No. 2 yesterday.

No. 4, who was sitting next to No. 3, was still sneering at the other party's frivolous attitude, but he didn't expect that the second half of No. 3's sentence would put him in the hot seat.

Hey, you guy, don't stop spewing nonsense! I stayed in the hotel last night and didn't go anywhere... Besides, I scolded No. 2 yesterday because I recognized him! No. 4 immediately turned to No. 3 and said angrily. .

Including Mo Qiu, all the participants who heard this sentence cast their eyes over.

That guy's name is Lyle Moreton. He is a businessman doing business with the Holy Church. He once competed with me! Number 4 spread his hands and continued in an angry voice, I have already said this. , If I were the murderer, would I tell you so much?

Oh? No. 8 suddenly spoke, his tone seemed a little excited, You said that guy once cooperated with the Holy Cult?

Yeah, what's wrong? No. 4 frowned.

I happen to know something about this. Among the businessmen who have gone bankrupt doing serious business with the Holy Church area in recent years, there is no one named Lyle Moreton! No. 8 stared at No. 4's eyes and said one word. After a pause, he said, "I happen to know a man named Lyle Moreton... But he is an arms dealer. He lost all his assets due to illegal smuggling of restricted weapons a few years ago.

What's interesting is that the person he traded with was a business manager of the Holy Church. Because of Lyle Moreton's confession, this manager who illegally purchased restricted weapons lost his job and was even wanted by the Holy Church. …

What do you want to say? No. 4's tone became very cold, but Mo Qiu could tell that it was not calm but panic.

This No. 8's intelligence network is very broad. He can actually find out so much information through just one name...and it seems that what he said is true. Mo Qiu had already raised No. 8's status in