First to be fulfilled is the prophecy for the nobleman.

Since it's not clear about the other party's mental attributes and whether they can use magic, Gu Chi did not give an exact time.

"Tonight" could mean 12 o'clock, or it could be extended until dawn the next day.

This is to give himself more leeway and ensure enough time to fulfill the prophecy.

They can't simply knock someone out and send them to the Eaton Manor, as that would leave too many traces.

NPCs are easy to deceive, but players are not so easily fooled.

While the vague time limit gives him room to maneuver, it also brings a problem.

The nobleman doesn't know when to catch them in the act.

He might wait outside the manor early tomorrow morning, letting the adulterous couple enjoy their last night.

Or he might go tonight, burst into the room, and slap the divorce agreement on the woman's backside, delivering a resounding slap.

These are all uncertain factors.

If they happen to run into the nobleman when they send someone over, they'll have to silence him, and Yu Yu Zi will make the headlines again.

So Gu Chi chose the most secure method—entering the dream.

Implanting the same idea or subconsciousness in these two people, letting them go to Eaton Manor on their own.

Without delay, Gu Chi used his linguistic skills to set up a visible magic array in the room targeting concealment, and gave himself and Xia Ling a good anti-concealment BUFF, then went to find Selena.

They arrived at a tidy but dimly lit apartment.

It's still afternoon, but the curtains are tightly closed.

The woman is drinking red wine alone, lazily lying on the sofa watching a romantic movie, quite a stylish life.

It seems that she's living a pretty comfortable life after eloping.

Good news: only Selena is here.

Bad news: only Selena is here.

The woman's good little brother is nowhere to be seen, probably at work or something, but judging by the woman's lazy and comfortable appearance, she doesn't have to do housework. Her status in the family seems high, so her brother should satisfy her with some interesting ideas, right?

Gu Chi gave Xia Ling a meaningful look.

Xia Ling understood and quietly picked up a magnifying glass to look at the woman on the sofa, and a number appeared on the mirror.

【23】

Xia Ling scrutinized the woman's face.

A standard Western face, but not particularly pretty.

Charm Points at most 6, can't be any higher.

The figure is also very average.

Although the woman's silk nightgown reveals deep knowledge under her neck, it still can't hide the fact that she's getting fat.

Xia Ling had the nobleman's breakfast in this city this morning, which is indeed rich in nutrients and high in calories.

This is the characteristic of an English breakfast. They highly praise the breakfast culture, and the consequence is that if you don't exercise regularly, everyone will become fat. Selena is obviously one of them.

Where can a body that doesn't exercise go?

Physical condition also gets 5 points, with 1 point going to breakfast.

Strength is not to mention, the noblewomen of this era don't have to do anything, just eat, drink, and enjoy themselves every day, about 3 points.

Agility is the same.

23-6-5-3-3=6—what's left is mental power.

Xia Ling quickly analyzed the woman's attribute composition in her mind and wrote a 6 on Gu Chi's palm with her finger.

Gu Chi: "......"

It feels itchy.

The girl's calculations will definitely have some deviation, but it won't be too big, so it can be easily manipulated.

So Gu Chi walked up to the woman.

Appeared.

Stared at her.

Selena: "!!!"

A man suddenly appeared in front of her, and the woman was almost scared to death.

But before she could scream, Gu Chi had already put his index finger to his lips—

"Hush."

"......"

The woman instantly fell into a dream.

The dream was casually constructed by Gu Chi, with material from the scenery outside the car window earlier.

Anyway, this city has a lot of elements, like a jigsaw puzzle, so it's not a big deal if it's a bit strange.

The next thing was very easy, Xia Ling kept watch, Gu Chi entered the dream, and led the woman to a deeper level of the dream.

The deeper the dream, the greater the impact on a person's subconscious.

The woman's mental power is not high, and she hasn't received relevant training, so Gu Chi stopped at the third level.

He placed a note in many details of the woman's third-level dream—under the pillow, in her handbag, in the sofa seams...

"Tonight, I want to go to Eaton Manor with my brother... um, dressed as his favorite bunny girl."

The final step was to set a "chain bomb" by modifying the dream, so that the first and second-level dreams were on the verge of collapse. When the woman was awakened by the man taking her home, it would trigger the dream to break, causing the dream to shatter layer by layer, and the woman would quickly fall from the third-level dream back to reality.

After sorting all this out, Gu Chi withdrew from the dream and went home to eat with Xia Ling.

They didn't go out again until 11 o'clock at night.

The second prophecy to be fulfilled belongs to the farmer.

This one is relatively simple.Gu Chi would never really kill someone and let him reunite with his wife.

He is a gentle person.

Meeting in a dream is still a meeting.

Gu Chi also took extra care to explore the farmer's past, searching for his subconscious hopes, allowing the farmer to meet his wife in the most beautiful scene in his memory.

Coming out of the wooden house, Xia Ling, who was guarding the door, felt like a long time had passed.

The farmer's dream only needed one layer, but it took more time than building three layers of dreams in the afternoon.

"Why are you so attentive this time?" Xia Ling was a little curious.

Gu Chi replied, "I like this kind of unwavering love."

Xia Ling raised her eyebrows like Gu Chi, "Are you this sentimental?"

"This is not a matter of sentimentality."

"It's empathy."

Gu Chi took the girl's hand and looked up at the stars that filled the entire night sky, "Because I also have such feelings."

Xia Ling was stunned, she looked at Gu Chi's profile, and the corners of her eyes unconsciously curved up, her eyes shining as if she were the star in the sky, possessing Gu Chi's night sky.

"Shall we sit here for a while before going to the third place?" Xia Ling suggested.

"Okay."

In the night, two figures walked to the courtyard and sat down next to the cart filled with firewood.

The girl leaned her head on the man's shoulder and counted the stars with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Romance is nothing more than doing childish things together after growing up.

Time passed little by little.

Inside the detention center.

It's unknown how long it has been.

The cold winter wind leaked in from the skylight, and Yoyo felt a little cold.

She looked at the time on her watch, it was already three in the morning.

As soon as it got dark, she came to this corridor.

In front of her was a single-person cell, where the serial killer Roderick Lauer was being held.

Since last night, the Iris Church has been advertising to the prophet Chase Lee everywhere, and Yoyo naturally wouldn't miss this important information.

This is consistent with the background information she had when entering the game.

The Iris Church is collecting faith, they need the power of faith to light up the iris flower at the top of the Omida Church.

When you're just trying to make great content at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

Yoyo doesn't know what the flower is for, but at least the church's efforts to promote prophecy and mystery have a reasonable explanation.

Yoyo is a player who pays more attention to logic.

Her logic is mainly based on the process of elimination.

She has checked all eight prophets—after hearing the news about Chase Lee, she ran through the remaining four towns overnight, dealt with four frauds, and finally left with Chase Lee, who seemed like a true prophet no matter how she looked at it. But this afternoon, she quietly sneaked into Chase Lee's garden and heard his prophecy from a distance, and found a problem—

All three prophecies are for tonight.

As a hardcore assassin who often achieves perfect infiltration, Yoyo subconsciously thought that the other party might be a hardcore prophet like herself.

Chase Lee's performance was too confident, so confident that she gave this man two extra points in her impression.

Compared to those fake prophets who dare not speak too clearly, Chase Lee is simply too real in Yoyo's eyes.

In Yoyo's view, this man's confidence can only mean two things.

First, Chase Lee does have the ability to prophesy, and the prophecies he gives are naturally based on facts.

Second, Chase Lee has the strength to turn prophecies into reality manually, first casually prophesying, then taking action.

So Yoyo came to the detention center early.

She squatted for nine hours.

This is her way of verifying whether Chase Lee is a true prophet.

If someone comes to assassinate Roderick tonight, then she can't easily trust Chase Lee as a prophet—she can't rule out the possibility that the assassin was sent by Chase Lee himself, so it needs to be verified again.

It would be best if she could catch the killer and interrogate him properly.

If it's Chase Lee himself who comes, then it won't be so troublesome, she can just mark him as a wolf and go find the next prophet.

As for the situation where no one comes, Yoyo never even considered it.

If no one comes to kill Roderick, can Roderick just die on his own?

Yoyo trusts her judgment.

But why hasn't anyone come yet...

She's been waiting for nine hours and is getting tired.

Roderick is sleeping soundly in the cell, and she's outside squatting like a fool.

Who is the prisoner after all?

Another thought inevitably crossed Yoyo's mind.

Could that man have been bluffing all along?

Knowing that he hadn't mastered the art of prophecy, he simply put on a show and planned to come up with a solution the next day?

If that's the case, wouldn't she have to...

"Drip."

Just as Yoyo was considering whether to carve a flower on Chase Lee's heart, a faint dripping sound suddenly rang out in the quiet air.

"Drip, drip."

"Drip, drip, drip..."The sound came from the front of the cell, growing louder and faster.

With the enhancement of relevant talents, Youyouzi's night vision ability was very strong. In the darkness, she could clearly see Roderick melting on the bed—from his limbs to his torso, and then to his head, like a piece of iron thrown into a furnace, slowly turning into blood, soaking the bedding, and continuously dripping from the seams of the rusty iron bed frame.

These drops of blood gradually formed into lines, as if multiple faucets had been turned on at the same time, and the crimson blood quickly covered the ground, flowing out from under the iron bars, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.

Youyouzi widened her eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Roderick, who was in a deep sleep, turned into a puddle of blood in front of her eyes—this should have been an extremely painful way to die, but Roderick did not make a sound throughout, as if he was completely unaware of his impending death.

And she had been guarding here the whole time, without noticing any suspicious movements.

The blood flowed quickly, and the lines of blood between the bed seams turned back into drops.

"Drip, drip..."

There was no one left on the bed, only a crumpled, blood-stained prison uniform.

The crimson blood spread to the corridor, staining the girl's white sneakers red.

The scene before her was eerie and bloody, causing Youyouzi to breathe slightly faster, a hint of flush appearing on her face.

"Such a cruel way to kill someone, so much blood."

"But..."

"I really like it..."

...

At the same time.

Gu Chi and Xia Ling had already returned home.

"Are you sure Youyouzi will go there?" Xia Ling asked as she took off her coat and threw it into the washbasin.

The tight purple sweater immediately revealed the girl's alluring curves. It seemed, perhaps just an illusion, that they were even more pronounced than before?

Gu Chi politely glanced at her and then looked away, saying, "Not sure, but she appeared in the city yesterday and has the ability to conceal herself."

Youyouzi's task is to find the prophet and help the prophet fulfill his wish. With the Iris Church promoting it so vigorously, Youyouzi cannot be unaware.

Putting himself in her shoes, if Gu Chi were Youyouzi, he would definitely go to the garden during the day, at least to see what the prophet looked like.

That's why he asked Xia Ling earlier if she could reverse invisibility.

All three prophecies are for tonight, and with a little thought, Youyouzi should be able to guess his intentions.

Whether he is a true prophet is important to Youyouzi.

If she is not with the farmer and Selena, the probability of her appearing at the prison becomes very high.

As a death row inmate, Roderick is also a "sitting target," making it easier to catch him.

If Youyouzi doesn't go, Gu Chi won't lose anything. Killing from a distance just costs a little more Dao Yun, like buying insurance for his prophet status.

"Gu Chi, you're so considerate!" Xia Ling praised.

She really liked to compliment Gu Chi.

Psychology shows that mutual compliments make partners more attractive to each other—she had read this in one of Gu Chi's books by chance, and she thought it made sense.

She hadn't even thought about why that book had been left on the table for so long.

Gu Chi returned the compliment, "You are too."

Xia Ling exclaimed, "Aren't you supposed to compliment me for being big?"

The scoundrel actually missed this opportunity to tease her?

Gu Chi replied, "Maybe we're not talking about the same thing?"

Xia Ling didn't understand at first, but seeing Gu Chi's gaze shift downward, she suddenly understood, and her pretty face turned crimson in an instant.

It wasn't that Gu Chi hadn't teased her, it was that she hadn't taken the bait.

"You're getting worse and worse!" Xia Ling glared at Gu Chi, giving him a punch.

The small fist lightly hammered his back, and Gu Chi enjoyed it, saying, "Give me a few more punches, I'm tired today."

"Dream on," Xia Ling didn't let him off the hook, "Only three divinations a day, two dream entries, what's there to be tired about?"

"At least it's more tiring than an ordinary prophet, right?"

"That's because you're hardcore." Speaking of prophets, Xia Ling remembered something, "I don't like the name Chase Lee."

"Aren't foreign names all the same?" Gu Chi said.

"No, some names are still very nice." Xia Ling blinked, "Don't you have an English name? Let me give you one?"

The girl was interested, and Gu Chi naturally didn't want to dampen her spirits, "Sure, I'll listen."

It was very late, almost four in the morning, and it was time to wash and sleep.

Xia Ling went to take a shower, and Gu Chi didn't idle either, going to the basement.

He had to build a dream for Mr. Chase Lee.

Chase Lee was already asleep, so it didn't take much effort.After coming out of the basement, Gu Chi set up several small magic circles around the villa to strengthen the "surveillance" effect. If someone sneaked over, he would be able to sense it immediately.

Having done all this, Gu Chi then returned to the bedroom.

Xia Ling had already taken a bath and was lying in bed, wrapped up tightly, with only her head exposed.

Gu Chi asked in surprise, "Are you very cold?"

"Cold," Xia Ling said pitifully, "Gu Chi, come and hug me."

Gu Chi: "..."

Playing coy, huh?

He was a sucker for this.

At this moment, Gu Chi hadn't realized something was amiss.

It wasn't until after he had taken a bath, dried his hair, and turned off the lights to go to bed.

Gu Chi habitually reached out to embrace the girl's waist, but the moment his palm touched her, he noticed something.

Xia Ling's pajamas tonight were different from before.

Such silky fabric...

It must be the queen's new clothes.

Gu Chi: "..."

The room was pitch black, except for the gleaming light in Xia Ling's eyes.

Her cheeks were already as red as a ripe peach, but the night was too dark for anyone to see.

"This nightgown... do you like it, Gu Chi?" Xia Ling's voice was seductive, both crisp and soft.

Gu Chi: "..."

Before he could answer, the girl pressed down on him, her arms wrapping around his neck.

A hot, fragrant breeze hit him in the face, and Gu Chi got more than he bargained for.

Xia Ling whispered in his ear, "I've thought of your English name."

Gu Chi's throat was dry: "Tell me."

Xia Ling nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, "Chase Worth."

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