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

Chapter 295: Third-Tier Battle and the Mastermind Behind It

After Lin Yu successfully joined the Psychological Society using the identity of ʼZhu Mingʼ...

The night in Jiangcheng remained restless.

Fluoxetine entered a convenience store and bought two rice balls, unwrapping them as she walked while eating, then stopped to watch two taxi drivers parked by the roadside shouting at each other.

”Hoho, humans are so amusing.”

”Keep it up, you two! Humanity only progresses through conflict!”

Fluoxetine sighed with emotion, then heard a weary voice from behind.

”Hey there... youʼre Fluoxetine from the Psychological Society, right?”

Fluoxetine turned around and saw an unshaven man in a baseball cap riding an electric scooter, eyeing her warily.

She paused briefly, then said, ”Sorry, but who are you...”

The baseball cap man showed a deeply hurt expression: ”No way! Youʼre an S-Class Specialist from the Psychological Society swaggering into Jiangcheng territory, and you donʼt even know who I am?”
”Even though I was just transferred here yesterday... you should still know about me! Iʼm somewhat famous!”

Fluoxetine stuffed the egg and tuna rice ball into her mouth, then spoke seriously.

”Sorry, I really donʼt remember you... Iʼm not the type with particularly good memory. Your potential rating must be below S and A, right...”

The man couldnʼt help clenching his fists, saying somewhat aggrievedly: ”Shibal shake... I at least made the forumʼs top 100 ranking! ʼGood Nightʼ—ʼGood Nightʼ from ʼOrder,ʼ havenʼt you heard of me?!”

Fluoxetine paused: ”Uncle, donʼt you know which organization Iʼm from?”

”Yes, the Psychological Society, isnʼt that right!”

Good Night said cautiously.

Fluoxetine nodded: ”Right, so can Psychological Society members access the forum?”

Her soul-piercing question left Good Night completely speechless.

The logic made sense...

But everyone knew that major announcements on the forum couldnʼt be hidden from the three large organizations that had been expelled!

The forum still had too many users, so they had plenty of ways to obtain information about the forum!

Among them, the Psychological Society should be one of the groups most concerned about the forumʼs rankings!

So, looking at Fluoxetine before him, Good Night felt somewhat desperate.

”Aigoo, you brat, donʼt look down on people! I... Iʼm currently the captain of Jiangcheng Team One of Order!”

Fluoxetine laughed.

”Absolutely no such intention, itʼs just... I donʼt see anything particularly noteworthy about you for now.”

”The captain of Jiangcheng Team One—even the former chief captain wouldnʼt be my match. In this city, aside from that foolish rich guy, the only one worth my attention is...”

Fluoxetine didnʼt finish her sentence, pursing her lips.

”Forget it, letʼs not talk about her. That personʼs name is rather unlucky, like Voldemort.”

Hearing this, Good Nightʼs lifeless face completely revealed the unique suppressed anger characteristic of corporate drones.

”Yah, girl... you should be glad youʼre still within my aesthetic preferences.”

”So later I wonʼt damage that pretty face of yours!”

Fluoxetine laughed upon hearing this.

”Yah, uncle, ahjussi,” Fluoxetine mimicked Good Nightʼs strange accent, ”you should be glad Iʼm in a good mood today!”

”Otherwise, for a pitiful person like you with no potential, I wouldnʼt mind killing you.”

As soon as she finished speaking...

Right there on the roadside in Jiangcheng, Fluoxetine wielding her hand axe and Good Night who had pulled out a metal keyboard collided.

”Bang!”

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the quarreling taxi drivers immediately reconciled, turning to look here simultaneously.

Fluoxetine, who had stepped back, looked at Good Night shaking his pained hand under the streetlight, then turned to the onlookers.

She took out a pocket watch from her bosom, swung it in a large arc through the air, and spoke to the two drivers.

”Hey, uncles, weʼre filming a short video. Could you please find another spot?”

The two uncles, hearing Fluoxetineʼs almost mesmerizing voice, hesitated for a moment before each got into their taxis and drove away.

Then, Fluoxetine put away the pocket watch and looked at Good Night, speaking cheerfully.

”Captain of Order, no need to thank me.”

Good Night glanced at Fluoxetine and suddenly fell into thought.

”Youʼre actually quite kind-hearted... Honestly, do you have some unspeakable difficulty?”

”Such a delicate young girl with such a pleasant voice—were you forced to join the Psychological Society?”

Good Nightʼs two sincere questions left even Fluoxetine with a somewhat stunned expression.

After a moment, Fluoxetine put away her playful demeanor and looked at Good Night more formally.

”I retract my previous statement, Captain... Youʼre not some mediocre person. The Societyʼs evaluation standards just arenʼt comprehensive enough, causing them to overlook you.”

After saying this, she pulled out another brand new axe, gripping one in each hand as she charged toward Good Night.

”In that case, let me assess and test you properly!”

...

This restless night wasnʼt confined to Jiangcheng alone.

Outside Jiangcheng, in Chengcheng, inside a cool, spacious air-conditioned room.

A gaming PC case with LED lights and various game consoles were neatly arranged on the desk. In the center of this room any gaming otaku would dream of, sat a fair-skinned boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old.

A lazy cat lay sprawled in front of his keyboard.

At the moment, he wasnʼt playing games;it seemed he was on a voice call with a net friend.

”Youʼre telling me what? ʼFish,ʼ the investigators your ʼMaraudersʼ sent to Jiangcheng were completely wiped out, captured by ʼOrder,ʼ and brought back no useful intel?”

”That shouldnʼt be... To catch ʼFurbollo,ʼ any team led by a ʼFirst-Tierʼ should be fine!”

”What? That idiot got promoted?”

”Thatʼs impossible... Are you sure?”

”He posted on the forum bragging about it? Tch, this guy actually got lucky...”

”Wait, even if he successfully advanced, your people shouldnʼt have all been captured!”

”This operation was my miscalculation, sorry. Iʼll refund half the consulting fee and provide you with a new plan for free.”

”Fish, Sis Fish, listen to me, this isnʼt about the money—itʼs about my reputation. I, ʼTwenty,ʼ have been working as a ʼDetectiveʼ and consultant for so long, and what I value most is honesty and credibility.”

”Donʼt worry, Iʼll definitely settle this matter for you... Okay, hanging up now!”

The boy ended the voice call, took off his headset, his face gloomy.

”Really strange, how did this plan fail at the very first step...”

”It seems I underestimated that ʼMayʼ.”

”Heʼs far from just being ʼa quite talented newcomerʼ...”