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

Through observing the group chat, Lin Yu could tell that although everyone in the Free Alliance was equal to each other—regardless of their different Ranks, there was no hierarchy of status among them—

That guy with the nickname ”Braised Carp King” was indeed the most authoritative figure in the entire Free Alliance.

From what others said, Lin Yu could roughly deduce that he was likely the founder of the Free Alliance.

Of course, judging by the personalities of the Free Alliance members, the fact that ”Braised Carp King” could earn everyone’s trust probably wasn’t just because of his ”founder” identity.

”Personal charisma” likely played a much bigger role.

Reading Braised Carp King’s most recent messages, Lin Yu could tell this was probably quite a unique character.

”Anyway, nothing particularly important here...”

Lin Yu thought, then switched the Cyber Ghost’s Electronic Coffin over to the phone for ”Old Yao.”

Surprisingly, there were quite a few messages on Old Yao’s end.

First, there were tons of random friend requests—Lin Yu wasn’t surprised by this.

Now that the identities of ”Director” and ”Zhu Ming” were riding high in popularity, even though the connection between ”Old Yao” and those two wasn’t widely known, a little digging could always uncover it.

Naturally, people were curious about this mysterious new member of Jiang’an Hall, this Old Yao who was on good terms with two powerhouses.

And ”Tycoon”... obviously wouldn’t keep ”Old Yao” low-key about this.

Most of the people adding Old Yao’s contacts were likely referred by Tycoon.

This suited Lin Yu just fine—he needed Old Yao’s identity to become more famous anyway.

After accepting all the friend requests from various legitimate organizations and local groups, Lin Yu opened the messages from ”Tycoon.”

”Bro, ’May May’ is too damn strong. You’re probably gonna ride his coattails.”

”Definitely get on his good side... Oh, and you know his current code name is actually ’Director,’ right?”

”And that ’Zhu Ming’ isn’t bad either. She just joined the Free Alliance... Compared to the Psychological Society, the Free Alliance is somewhat better, so you can try to see if you can make contact with her again.”

”Anyway, gotta go eat. I’m at a banquet with Order right now.”

Looking at Tycoon’s string of messages, Lin Yu replied with a ”Roger that” and a salute emoji.

”Sure enough, this identity is gaining more and more traction. It’s time to use Old Yao’s identity to get more active.”

Lin Yu sighed.

Now that both his ”Director” and ”Zhu Ming” identities had blown up, they were bound to attract a lot of attention.

To maintain his current reputation and the powerful impression he’d left on everyone, Lin Yu decided to minimize the activity frequency of these two identities.

As useful as they were, ”mystery” was the best way to preserve an image.

”So, on one hand, I need to be more active with Old Yao’s identity and occasionally use the ’Heavenly Artisan’ identity too... and on the other, I still need to create a new identity.”

After all, he still had plenty of items sitting idle—enough to put together another fairly standard Second Tier Player identity.

He scrolled through Heavenly Artisan’s phone again, but there were no new messages on the Marauders’ end.

The reason was probably that ”Heavenly Artisan” was too low-ranked—Diviner and Fish definitely wouldn’t discuss the Land of Certain Death bet in the Marauders’ public channel.

After all, Lin Yu was sure that within the Marauders’ organization, he wasn’t the only mole.

While the organization was nearly as large as Order, it lacked Order’s rigorous screening methods, not to mention Shen Bingmiao’s technical support.

If he were a high-ranking member of Order or the Psychological Society, he definitely wouldn’t be able to resist planting a few moles there either.

There was no need to deliberately send members undercover—an organization full of ”egoists” and ”scumbags” was way too easy to turn or manipulate a few members in.

”Anyway, I need to be more active with Heavenly Artisan’s identity too... Well, I’ve probably accumulated a decent amount of ’reputation’ already—it just hasn’t been cashed in yet.”

Same as Old Yao, the stronger Director and Zhu Ming became, the more Heavenly Artisan would also ”rise”—after all, in the public eye, this guy survived a direct confrontation with Director, so he definitely had some skills.

The only difference from Old Yao was the ”good cop, bad cop” dynamic.

After checking all the messages, Lin Yu put away his phone and walked out of the cubicle, only to find Li Hua washing his hands at the sink.

Seeing Lin Yu come out, he silently continued washing.

But...

Lin Yu was certain Li Hua had come looking for him specifically.

The doors to the other cubicles were already open—Li Hua had clearly checked to make sure no one else was there.

Lin Yu walked over to the sink too, and sure enough, Li Hua spoke up like they were just making small talk.

”Your ’merits’ are enough now. Once Good Night gets promoted, you can officially become Team Leader... It’s fast, but now that you’ve built up your reputation, there shouldn’t be any issues.”

”The process will take about half a month... I’ll speed it up and try to finish it within two weeks.”

Hearing this, Lin Yu paused thoughtfully. ”Why two weeks?”

”Two weeks from now, the Player Mutual Aid Association is holding a meeting in South China to decide on restructuring and elect a ’Chairman,’” Li Hua said calmly. ”Order has been invited to send someone as a witness and help ensure the Player Mutual Aid Association’s process goes smoothly.”

”Spots are limited. As Assistant Team Leader, I can’t get you on the list, but if you’re Team Leader level, you can participate.”

Lin Yu nodded.

”Alright, but what’s the reason?”

”Naturally, what I mentioned before... There are moles in the Player Mutual Aid Association, and they’re likely the same group as the ones in Order.”

Li Hua shook his hands dry and pulled out a tissue to wipe off the water.

”Honestly, these hidden bastards are too troublesome to deal with,” he said, a sharp glint flashing behind his glasses. ”Even now... I can’t determine which organization they’re from or what their true purpose is.”

”But fortunately, with this opportunity, they should finally surface at least a little.”

Hearing Li Hua’s words, Lin Yu nodded.

”I understand... But with my ’reputation’ so loud now, I’ve lost the advantage I had for investigating in the shadows, haven’t I?”

”No, you still have it.”

Li Hua neatly folded the used tissue and dropped it precisely into the trash can, speaking calmly.

”In my eyes, you’re still the most suitable person.”