Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1351: Predetermined Candidate, God-Becoming Option, and the Comedian's Pun

"You absolutely cannot be a candidate for the president of the Players' Mutual Aid Association?"

When Lin Yu heard this, he showed an expression of appropriate shock.

The professor nodded.

"Yes, in principle, we at Order have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Players' Mutual Aid Association. After all, the Players' Mutual Aid Association is only a cooperative with us... However, for the stability and development of the entire player community, we sometimes cannot act according to our principles."

As the professor spoke, Lin Yu also made a look of understanding.

"I understand... After all, this incident is very special."

The professor smiled and said, "I'm glad you understand... Honestly, it's a good thing that Li Hua recommended you."

"Many comrades in the organization are too rigid and don't understand how to analyze specific situations... If the head of another region or the captain of another city were to lead this operation, I'm afraid they might not be willing to carry out this kind of order."

Lin Yu nodded.

He knew what the Professor said was true.

All members who join the "Order" must undergo ideological assessment.

Therefore, what gathers in "Order" is a group of players who have a sense of justice and upright values.

Among them, there are naturally some who are particularly jealous of evil and have strong principles.

If it were someone like that, it would definitely not be easy for the Professor to convince him.

The other party is likely to implement the rules and regulations of "Order", follow procedural justice, and not interfere with the election of the president of the "Player Mutual Aid Association" at all.

Lin Yu said, "So, who is that 'player' who absolutely cannot become 'President', and why do you think he is absolutely unsuitable?"

The professor folded his hands on his knees and said, "It's 'Monica'."

"Monica?"

Lin Yu quickly recalled the information he had briefly scanned on the way here.

"Level 3" and "Coder", whose strength is unknown but definitely not weak, should be the anonymous player on the list.

Although he has only been a member for more than half a year, he is now very influential in the "Players Mutual Aid Association" and is considered a leader of the "reform faction" of the "Players Mutual Aid Association".

The reason why she was able to come from behind and win was that this "Monica" seemed to have some kind of channel that could stably produce a large number of recovery-type [items] and high-quality disposable defense [items]. Therefore, with these hard currency [items] as the cornerstone, she established a relatively large network of interests and formed a brand new "sharing and mutual assistance" model of [item] exchange and borrowing in the "Player Mutual Aid Association".

The idea of ​​the reformists is also based on the "quantification and standardization" of member contributions under this model, integrating and unifying the internal resources of the "Players' Mutual Aid Association", and making the internal model that was originally based on "self-awareness" and information exchange more "formal".

The professor opposed her becoming president... perhaps this meant that he didn't want to see the reformists in the Players' Mutual Aid Association gain the upper hand and become the true mainstream?

Lin Yu quickly analyzed the information in his mind, and then selectively stated his own inferences.

"Because she's a reformist?"

"That's the reason. After all, if she and her faction continue to develop, they will turn the 'Player Mutual Aid Association' into another trading system independent of the 'Forum'."

"While that might not sound like a bad thing... at least in my opinion, one 'Hunting Club' is enough."

The professor spoke calmly, then added, "Of course, that's not the main reason... Ultimately, it's because she's likely secretly collaborating with the Predators."

"Even putting aside factions, this time, Nioh will leave behind a complete set of [items] capable of significantly boosting the combat power of a Tier 3 player, potentially even reaching the threshold of Tier 4... If Monika inherits, she might completely gain the capital to oppose our Order and turn the entire Players' Mutual Aid Association into an organization hostile to us."

"Even if she didn't do it so obviously, a 'Level 4' who opposes 'Order'... we can't just let her advance smoothly."

Lin Yu nodded: "I understand... I will try my best to undermine her advantage in the election as secretly as possible."

The professor nodded and said calmly, "If necessary, extraordinary measures can be taken. As long as you don't kill her directly, the organization will not hold you accountable no matter what you do."

Lin Yu thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Has she committed any definite 'crime' yet?"

"She's suspected of providing items and intelligence to the Fortune Teller and the Heavenly King, indirectly causing the deaths of many innocent players... She even betrayed information that may have led to the annihilation of a team from one of our partner organizations in a particular instance," the professor sighed. "But if there's evidence, I wouldn't need to secretly assign you a mission here."

Lin Yu shook his head: "I don't need conclusive evidence, I just need you to tell me, how sure are you that she did it?"

"It's the case that Forpolo investigated... He didn't find any evidence, but he deduced that Monica was responsible," the professor said gently. "My own judgment is... I trust Forpolo's reasoning."

"And since you know Forbolto, I imagine you should have your own opinion on whether his reasoning is credible."

Hearing the professor's words, Lin Yu nodded.

"I see... In that case, I have another question."

"If I didn't send people to kill her myself, but she was in danger of losing her life because of me," Lin Yu said, choosing his words carefully, "do you think this method is allowed by the organization?"

The professor thought for a moment and said, "Anyway... I have no objection."

He tapped the phone screen.

"What do you think?"

The secretary, who had been listening in silence, spoke up after the professor took the initiative to question him. "What's happening between us and the 'Predators' is no different than war... The 'Death Game' is inherently brutal, like a battlefield. If you ask me... those who waver and pose a threat should be eliminated directly."

"Although according to the rules I may have to punish you, but... since you really did it, there is always a way to deal with it."

The professor said helplessly, "You don't have to instill this idea into the 'director'..."

He looked at Lin Yu: "Anyway, the secretary and I have no objections now... I guess when the 'Administrator' and the 'Grandmaster' come back and hear about this, they won't have any objections to you."

"So... whatever you want to do, just go for it."

Lin Yu nodded.

"Then, I need to transfer someone who is not on the list for this operation."

The professor asked, "Okay, go ahead."

“‘Kite’.”

Lin Yu reported the person he wanted.

Hearing this code name, the professor couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Obviously, he also knew the name and deeds of "Kite".

"Your thoughts are easy to guess."

Lin Yu said calmly: "Besides 'Monica'?"

"Some of the other candidates don't have any particularly significant blemishes, especially the other two hot contenders. If they're elected, it's definitely a positive development," the professor analyzed. "However, among the less popular candidates, there are a few with questionable ideologies and shady backgrounds. If you have the time besides Monica, you might want to keep an eye on them. I'll send you the information later."

The professor said this and Lin Yu nodded.

"clear."

Then the professor also knocked on the armrest of the sofa.

"Okay, that's all I have to say... Now I'll hand it over to the Secretary."

"He has something else for you."

Lin Yu looked at the camera of his mobile phone.

The "professor" uses a somewhat outdated domestic smartphone, and the front camera is still a pop-up type, but the pixels are very clear.

He adjusted his sitting position in front of the phone screen and then spoke.

"Excuse me, Comrade Secretary, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Trial," the secretary said straight to the point, "the reward for your victory over the Free Alliance can now be distributed to you."

"The 'Trial Grounds' have already arranged a place - if you are free, you can enter now."

"However, I still recommend that you prepare for two days."

"Of course, I'm here to inform you personally about this matter. Naturally, it's more than just an ordinary 'trial'."

"So, 'Director', I want to ask you a question."

"Do you want to... 'become a god'?"

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At Shenzhen Railway Station, after a green sleeper train arrived, Qian Huan, whose face was as pale as a ghost, was carried off the platform by Lao Zhou and Hexie Xing, one on each side.

The chef who came to pick me up took off his sunglasses and couldn't help asking, "Wow, why do you look so miserable?"

Old Zhou said helplessly, "We were taking the train in Haicheng. Qian Huan said he couldn't get used to the food on the train, so he bought some pan-fried buns and a bento lunch before boarding. But they weren't freshly cooked when he bought them, and the weather was so hot, so he got an upset stomach and kept vomiting for the rest of the trip."

Qian Huan shook his head: "I don't think it's the shengjian and bento that's the problem. It's just that the train was shaking and I vomited."

The Kitchen God scratched his face: "Where's Xiaoyun? Didn't you say Xiaoyun would come too?"

"Xiao Yun came here by plane. Ah Qing is biased," the comedian complained. "The three of us sat in green hard seats for eight hours and our butts are swollen. And Xiao Yun wasn't just on a plane, she was in business class!"

Lao Zhou said, "Alright, we're all men, it doesn't matter what we take... Besides, Boss didn't do it on purpose. There's only one ticket for the right flight, so we have to give priority to Xiaoyun."

The God of Cooking also laughed: "Okay, let's go, I'll take you to my house. You've been traveling so long, and there's a sick person here. I'll make you some stomach-nourishing porridge. Drink it, have a good sleep, and then I'll make you a big meal tomorrow."

"I got a really nice lion-head goose and chopped it up for you guys. Also, a batch of fresh jellyfish arrived yesterday. If Huanzi's stomach is better tomorrow, I'll go to the market and buy two fresh tomatoes and make some tomato jellyfish."

The chef spoke excitedly, and the three of them swallowed.

Even Qian Huan, who looked listless, regained some strength.

The comedian seemed to have thought of something and said, "Hey, will it be sunny in Shenzhen tomorrow?"

The God of Cooking nodded. "That's right. There will be a typhoon landfall in a few days, but it looks like it will be sunny tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The comedian said with some regret, "Then you might not be able to buy fresh tomatoes."

The chef was a little surprised: "What kind of talk is that? Does my getting up early to buy tomatoes have anything to do with the weather?"

"Of course," the comedian said seriously, "Haven't you heard that saying?"

"There are no fresh persimmons under the sun!"

The chef then realized that the comedian was telling a joke.

On a hot and humid evening in Shenzhen with the temperature over 30 degrees Celsius, the God of Cooking, Lao Zhou, and Qian Huan all shivered.

"It's so cold, Comedian!"