Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1090 Attraction

The effect achieved by Qian Huan's performance was better than he expected.

Although the result was still that he tied down and delayed Xia Jin's army, but on the battlefield... making the enemy on high alert and not daring to act rashly and being delayed, and completely disrupting the enemy's formation or even leading the entire army off course, have completely different meanings.

At least at this moment, the raccoon tribe defending the city no longer needed to be on edge and prepared for attacks at any time. Instead, they had more options: rebuild fortifications, collect intelligence... and even go out of the city to pursue the enemy.

Of course, the raccoon tribe leader was not so aggressive.

After all, the Xia Jin army could make a comeback at any time - facing the Xia Jin army, they had no room to make even the smallest mistake.

"Gather materials! Reinforce the city gates—treat the wounded and be ready to fight again at any time!"

"Don't waste the precious time our two benefactors bought for us!"

The morale of the raccoon tribe had already been greatly boosted by the unusual movements of Xia Jin's army. Now that the raccoon tribe leader spoke again, naturally everyone was mobilized immediately.

While the raccoon tribe was reinforcing their fortifications and building a defense line near the city gate...

Standing in Xia Jin's army, Lin Yu calmly dealt with the wild boar statue in front of him that was no longer under anyone's control - he only needed to use the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force and the clumsy statue would fly away.

The shield guard behind him did not retreat.

but……

It is not easy for them to stop Lin Yu.

Lin Yu looked at the shield guards - Lin Yu knew that these Xia Jin soldiers should also be aware of the gap in strength between them and themselves.

However, the members of this iron-blooded army will naturally not retreat just like that.

Instead, they formed a battle formation, surrounded Lin Yu and tried to launch an attack.

However, Lin Yu did not take it lightly.

Because he knows...

Apart from the young leader and the two witches, there should be another master in Xia Jin's army who has not taken any action or made any movement.

"Where will you be, 'Pen Name'..."

Lin Yu whispered, spreading his mental power, trying to capture the figure of the "pen name".

But apparently...

The other party seemed to have the intention of deliberately hiding her figure, and Lin Yu did not find her.

But Lin Yu was not very anxious.

Although the other party has temporarily hidden herself, Lin Yu believes...that he will find her.

"on!"

The Xia Jin soldiers around him could no longer control their temper and pointed their shields in the direction of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu did not dodge or block, but just attacked and kicked the opponent's shield, kicking the opponent out with the shield.

More soldiers surrounded him. Although the situation was urgent, Lin Yu could still handle it.

He calmly knocked down those soldiers. The last soldier who was close to him threw away his shield and drew the bone-tooth dagger from his waist, wanting to fight him to the death, but Lin Yu held the other's wrist with one hand, and then punched the other in the face with his other hand.

"Crack!"

The metal mask cracked due to Lin Yu's punch, and warm liquid spurted out and splashed onto Lin Yu's forearm.

But it wasn't blood.

But...

Ink stains.

From under the opponent's broken mask, a line of words crawled out like a living thing, with gorgeous poetic descriptions, and wrapped around Lin Yu's forearm.

"The azure sky and ocean melted into the tips of its tail feathers, light and full of vitality, like petals—unbeaten by rain, unfazed by the autumn chill, fresh and tender petals torn away intact at the moment of their most magnificent bloom..."

Looking at this line of "metaphorical" sentence that seemed to be describing a certain kind of bird, Lin Yu didn't understand its purpose for the time being, but he still directly scraped off the flesh and blood stained with ink on his arm.

"Shh!"

Lin Yu was very glad that his knife skills were very skillful. Although the pain made him almost scream and cry, it was worth it.

Flesh and blood fell to the ground. Lin Yu took out the recovery potion, poured it into his mouth, and exhaled.

Although I didn't see the pen name myself...

But the appearance of this ability means that I guessed correctly.

"Didn't you go after Qian Huan, Ms. 'Pen Name'? It turns out I'm more valuable to you!"

"If you want to kill me, it seems difficult to just use your abilities to manipulate me from the shadows. I'm afraid you'll have to show up in person."

As Lin Yu was speaking, a Xia Jin soldier who had been easily knocked down by him suddenly sat up and took off the ghost mask on his face.

"This mask is really stuffy."

What emerged from behind the mask was, of course, the face that the "pen name" had briefly encountered before.

He had a distinct scholarly air, and his eyes still held that "familiar" look that Lin Yu couldn't understand.

Lin Yu looked at the other person and said, "I didn't expect you to pretend to be a soldier. Your pen name... or rather, Ms. Zuo Xi."

Zuo Xi, whose real name was revealed, looked at Lin Yu with an expression of "indifference" - not cynicism, but a somewhat cold "indifference".

However, her response was quite enthusiastic: "Surprising, isn't it? Seeing all these people wearing 'masks', it's natural to want to blend in - I think you've thought about that too."

Lin Yu did not deny it.

He did think about whether he could "join" other camps by replacing a soldier without anyone noticing - after seeing that Xia Jin's Yingzi soldiers wore masks, he felt that this plan was very feasible.

But if Zuo Xi got there first... Lin Yu would have to think twice about it.

However, joining other camps is not something we should be thinking about right now.

The important thing right now is to deal with Zuo Xi in front of him.

"So, you're here for the 'bounty'? [Echoes of Mu Continent], [Scroll of Earth], [Deed to the Twelfth Island]—which one are you here for?"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking further action, Lin Yu simply spoke straight to the point.

Zuo Xi lowered his eyebrows upon hearing this. "What a depressing and sad speculation, 'Director'... But it doesn't matter. You don't know me, and this is indeed a reasonable 'character motivation'."

This reaction actually made Lin Yu truly certain that the other party was not here for the bounty.

So, he continued to speak tentatively: "But I am not completely unfamiliar with you - at least, I know your real name and identity."

"Qian Huan and 'Order', you have many ways to learn my name and my real-life job," Zuo Xi said calmly, "and I've never seriously concealed it."

"But it's not those channels," Lin Yu shook his head, a perfectly persuasive expression on his face. "I've read your book—before I became a 'player'."

Just the right expression and body language.

Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh that he was becoming more and more adept at using the truth to hint and deceive.

He had indeed read the other person's book before becoming a "player"...

When a new writer hears this, she may easily think that the other person knows her because he or she has read her books.

This is the effect that Lin Yu hopes to achieve.

"You may have read it, but that has nothing to do with you knowing that I'm a 'player' or that I'm just a 'pen name'—you still knew it through 'Order' or Qianhuan, right?"

Zuo Xi's words fell.

She saw through Lin Yu's scam.

Lin Yu was slightly surprised, and then praised the other party.

"That's... a surprise to me."

"Indeed, you have a great 'talent' in literary creation—but you are not only talented in literary creation."

Lin Yu said this, keeping the surprise in his tone and the expression on his face consistent.

But he wasn't really surprised.

Although the other party was a "genius" and saw through the scam he had created through his impromptu performance.

but……

The situation remains completely under control.