Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

When Lin Yu saw that animated corpse holding the megaphone, he began to understand why the ”Fairy Queen” could become the uncrowned ruler of Gray Three Streets.

This was a mystery and terror created by ”bizarre methods” beyond the comprehension of everyone here. Using this as a foundation, it was indeed enough to establish an ”authority” within this neighborhood that no one would question or challenge.

Furthermore, this ”Queen” hadn’t done anything particularly outrageous either—she seemed to have no intention of breaking the ecology and structure of Gray Three Streets, nor did she want to flaunt her authority.

Even...

”In Gray Three Streets, no one has seen the true face of the ’Fairy Queen’ yet. Although many people have been invited by her for ’discussions,’ what you usually get to see is just... a letter, a tape recorder, or another fresh corpse in some hotel room or bar booth.”

Based on the Butcher’s words, Lin Yu could roughly sketch a vague image of that ”Fairy Queen”—mysterious, not overly controlling, valuing her own privacy, and also a bit...

Mischievously playful.

Following that corpse, which walked with no apparent difference from a living person, Lin Yu twisted and turned, trailing him through the winding paths of Gray Three Streets.

Although Lin Yu was quite patient, he didn’t waste this time either.

”Old Zheng, regarding that ’Fairy Queen,’ what personality traits can you analyze about her?”

Professional questions should be handed to professionals. No matter how much Lin Yu analyzed himself, it would only be based on intuition.

Old Zheng, after all, possessed professionally learned skills and extensive clinical diagnostic experience. When it came to judging a person’s psychological state and underlying personality from their behavior, Lin Yu naturally wanted to hear Old Zheng’s opinion.

Hearing Lin Yu’s question, Old Zheng immediately switched into work mode and began his analysis.

”Everything so far is hearsay. Considering the complex situation in Sleepless City, it’s hard for me to draw a definitive conclusion... After all, this ’Fairy Queen’ hiding her identity could be an absolute necessity because being discovered would mean getting killed outright, or it could simply be that she lacks a sense of security or prefers to stay behind the scenes. Those ’regular garbage disposal’ rules could be because she has OCD, or they could be a smokescreen.”

”However, setting aside these confounding factors, there is at least one point I can be sure of...”

As Old Zheng reached this point, Lin Yu asked curiously.

”What point?”

”Names, or rather titles, like ’player code names’—especially those players choose for themselves—often best reflect a player’s personality,” Old Zheng analyzed. ”And the name ’Fairy Queen’ was chosen by herself. Combined with her actions, it also shows to some extent that this person... is somewhat confident and arrogant, leaning towards being self-centered and firmly believing she is an excellent leader. At the same time, the prefix ’Fairy’ also indicates she might be a bit chuunibyou, inherently yearning for that kind of mysterious and elusive feeling—after all, she herself is deliberately creating this atmosphere.”

Lin Yu nodded, acknowledging Old Zheng’s analysis.

He also vaguely had this feeling, but after Old Zheng summarized it, the feeling became more accurate and clear.

”I see...”

At that moment, the ”corpse thug” leading the way suddenly stopped right in the middle of the main road.

Lin Yu also stopped, somewhat surprised.

”Why stop suddenly? Did the navigation malfunction?”

After all, this ”guide” was now standing in the middle of the road, with no buildings to the left or right. In Lin Yu’s view, this definitely wasn’t the destination.

But...

This time, Lin Yu guessed wrong.

He saw the corpse bend down and lift a manhole cover right in the middle of the road.

Watching this scene, Lin Yu was stunned.

”What?”

Then, the corpse raised the megaphone in its hand.

”Please follow me! Please follow me!”

After repeating it twice, it jumped into the manhole.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yu was dumbfounded for a moment, then gritted his teeth and jumped in after it.

Having come this far, it really wouldn’t be appropriate not to go down.

Entering the shaft, Lin Yu didn’t smell the foul stench he had imagined.

On the contrary, the shaft walls were very dry. Inside the pipeline, there were only long, cast tubes extending in both directions, with no end in sight.

”This is a utility tunnel,” Lin Yu tapped on those cast tubes. ”Probably transporting... something like gas?”

Lin Yu wasn’t very sure, as Sleepless City probably didn’t have gas.

He guessed it was something similar to gas based on the nearly worn-out warning icons on the pipes showing ”Explosive” and ”No Open Flames.”

At the same time, the pipes bore the logos of Truth Corporation, Divine Power Group, and Universal General Chamber of Commerce—these pipes were even jointly built by the three major corporations.

Blowing this thing up would likely cause a major accident no less significant than the destruction of the ”Despair Train.”

Lin Yu pondered this as he followed the corpse forward.

As he and his corpse guide went deeper, the light inside the pipeline grew dimmer and dimmer.

After walking for about ten minutes.

The corpse suddenly made an ”ugh-ah” sound—not from the megaphone, but from the corpse itself.

Then, the corpse suddenly collapsed onto the ground, completely motionless.

”Hey, why did he suddenly die?”

Old Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

”He’s been dead for a while. Now, it should be called resting in peace.”

Lin Yu calmly corrected Old Zheng.

And he also knew why the corpse suddenly fell.

Because... this guy’s mission as a ”guide” was complete.

An opening suddenly appeared on the pipeline wall ahead. From the crossed hammer and screwdriver blue icon on the wall, it should be a dedicated maintenance point or a tool storage space.

Lin Yu slowly walked over and saw a small, square space.

There, a small desk and a warm yellow desk lamp were placed.

And surrounding the desk, pressed against the pipeline walls...

were dozens of corpses arranged neatly, stacked against the wall like crates of wine stored in a cellar.

And behind the desk, encircled by those corpses, on a chair with a backrest, the body of a beautiful young girl, her neck bent at an unnatural angle, was leaning back—she was like the most precious hidden edition among this collection of corpses, mostly consisting of thugs, gang members, and mercenaries.

Her beautiful, silky black hair shone with luster, and her skin was as warm and smooth as jade.

Her eyes were open, but bizarrely, both eyeballs were pure black, without a trace of white.

The young girl held another megaphone in her arms.

”Hello, Furbollo. Welcome. Please, have a seat.”

A crackling, staticky electric sound rang out.

Lin Yu sat down opposite the desk, offering a polite smile in return.

”Hello, respected... Her Majesty the Fairy Queen.”

He placed Old Zheng on his knee, feeling an unprecedented sense of pressure.

The scene before him made Lin Yu realize...

he might have underestimated this ”Fairy Queen.”

She was very likely a terrifying existence not much inferior to the Sleepless Night Family Head!