Volume 1 Crime and Punishment in Fog City Chapter 32: Trap
"…Is this really okay?"
"No problem, my Lord, he is a person who doesn't think deliberately. Mom and Dad think I'm doing very well."
"Yes, is that so? But I don't think such a simple deception would work..."
"But everything is within our calculations, Sister Alice."
“I always feel like there’s something wrong.”
"Alice you're annoying. Can you just shut up?"
"All right……"
But I think it's problematic to trust the advice of a crazy little girl...
Alice looked at the schedule in her hand, then looked at the little girl whose face changed several times in an instant, and covered her forehead with her hands helplessly.
If the enemy is a truly ruthless and careful person, then this plan is almost impossible to achieve. Because this plan is full of all kinds of wild fantasies and things that are taken for granted. However, thinking back to the player's appearance, Alice inexplicably felt that this plan is likely to become a real and feasible thing.
In fact, Alice's voice in the entire dungeon has greatly increased. Because all the main processing personnel of the liberal arts department have been killed, Alice is the tallest among the short people. So all the main planners are her. Strictly speaking, this should be considered an assist from the monster. If the civil service system had not been destroyed in an instant, Alice would never have dreamed of climbing to this position. It's not because of anything else, but purely because of lack of ability.
But it's completely different when there's a crazy little girl behind you.
Out of some kind of fear, she would not even reveal the existence of the little girl during the live broadcast. Sometimes when Alice thought about it carefully, she even felt that she might be controlled by an NPC.
But there was nothing he could do about it. He was not good at thinking, but the intelligence of this little girl had increased exponentially after she turned black. Whether it was writing plans or other things, they had evolved to an unimaginable level in just five days. It was hard to understand how this girl, wrapped in a gray cloak and playing with a candy ball, could plan such a cruel plan.
All the valves, all the strongholds, are a scam.
Of course, this kind of thing will never be told to anyone. Instead, those who have a strong desire to perform or a high spirit of sacrifice are deliberately sent there to instill some ideas that they must protect that place and that the enemy is a demon without humanity.
In addition, the little girl herself spoke for herself. Without saying a word, she only needed to look at everyone with those empty eyes and they roared angrily, vowing to tear the demon into pieces. That kind of excitement made people wonder if the girl had some magic. Alice did check the status of the task secretly, but found nothing.
Since her spirit was completely shattered and sank into the abyss, this seemingly pitiful little girl seems to have gained some strange knowledge and abilities.
At least Alice herself had seen the black mist spreading from the little girl more than once.
"Will the abyss also infect us with its aura if we are around it?"
Recalling the black fog that surrounded the monster as if it were real, the female anchor, who didn't have much experience, didn't quite understand this change.
All she could understand was that the girl in front of her seemed to be less powerless. She had a bit more cold power. In other words, that extremely broken spiritual quality might have touched, connected, and felt something in this world.
Just like the player. But can the player's power be the same as the NPC's? Alice is not optimistic about this.
"According to the plan, it is time for the sixth stronghold to be destroyed. Your Excellency should have obtained some evidence."
Playing with the candy ball in her hand, the little girl's voice became ethereal and elegant.
"He is too proud, so proud that he doesn't care about the world. So calculating this kind of smart people is the simplest and fastest way. They don't believe in traps and enemies, they only believe in the sword in their hands, the wisdom of their brains, and their unyielding perseverance. This is why we were able to delay him for almost a week. So, Miss Alice, how is our plan going?"
"The arrangement was completed a day ago and can be activated at any time. We are now evacuating the local residents. According to the calculations, as long as we migrate to a relatively stable triangular area, there will be no problem... But does this really meet our mission?"
"Of course it does. All we need is to get to the surface. If we already have something suitable, why not use it?"
The little girl turned her head and looked at Alice and smiled, revealing a charm that was completely unbecoming of a girl.
"Dozens of bottles of acid that can corrode building materials almost unlimitedly completely corroded the steel pillars supporting the sky without any problem. The Lord left us a very, very valuable asset. Otherwise, with our technology, it would be difficult to corrode the several-meter-thick steel. But the bottles of acid left by the Lord only need time to complete all this."
Why focus on reckless actions when you have better weapons? Didn't the leader agree to this condition?
"But ……"
Alice looked at the little girl and opened her mouth, but couldn't find any excuse to refute.
After all, to be honest, her intelligence is very limited, and so are her skills. She is not very good at speaking, in short, she is a waste. Otherwise, she would not have fallen to the tragic .
But she intuitively felt that something was wrong. Especially the little girl in front of her. Rather than being broken, it was more like her mind was corroded by something incredible and indescribable. A girl could make targeted arrangements based on other people's personalities. Even if you beat Alice to death, she would not believe it. Maybe her intelligence and computing power increased temporarily?
"...Forget it, I'll go to the seventh base then."
I am still needed to guard there.
After thinking for a long time without any result, Alice could only sigh, say hello to the girl and leave the room.
She has the immortal body of a player and is the person in charge of the seventh stronghold. She is the final link in the entire mission, the hero responsible for delivering the final blow to the demon.
Here's the theory.
"The adults must be heading to the seventh base now, right? Okay, Sister Alice is going there too. Two immortal adults fighting outside is not something a child can see, right? Mom, Dad? Because children have to do their own things."
I'll be like a grown-up soon.
The girl smiled, her eyes empty as she stretched her hand into the air.
The deserted command room was filled with layers of hazy mist, and it seemed as if two human-shaped shadows were smiling and nodding.
