Chapter 32 The little mouth wiped the elf of Kai Selu
Igura was confused.
After Ash Heath asked him a question that was extremely retarded, he suddenly fell into deep thought.
But of course Ash is not retarded, and Igura will not admit that he was defeated by a retarded person.
"Have you guessed why Varcas challenged you?"
Ash came to his senses and asked tentatively: "Because of that child?"
Igura nodded.
"I think so too."
"Varkas has been in prison for five years, keeping quiet. He almost never challenges others. He can live comfortably just by harvesting the contributions of people who don't like him."
"This time he suddenly jumped out for no other reason than because of the child. The fact that he dared to raise that child at the risk of being ruined and imprisoned was enough to prove how much he valued that child."
"That child has already received education in the foster care center. There are many people who have access to that child, but there is only one 'key person' who will connect that child, Varcas, with you."
"That's Celine Dole."
Facing Igurla's confident eyes, Ash vaguely felt that this was a name he should know.
But he just doesn't know.
"Who is Schilling?"
Igura stared into Ash's eyes and suddenly said: "Don't move."
He stretched out his finger and poked Ash's face, "Ask again."
"Who is Schilling?"
Igulla was stunned for a moment, then sighed and took back his hand.
"Xilin Dole is a professor of history at Kaimon University and the president of the Elf Race Rights Protection Association. He also has many, many titles, but those have nothing to do with you. The most relevant thing to you is that he is Kaimon.
Consultant teacher of the Antiquities Research Society of Mongolian University."
Antiquities Research Society?
Ash blinked and realized a possibility.
"I was a member of the Antiquarian Society?"
"To be precise, you are still the president of the Antiquities Research Society. Although I don't have any evidence, Xilin and you should have an interest relationship that goes beyond ordinary teachers and students."
The Four Pillar God Cult!
Is it possible that Hiss single-handedly bewitched so many heretics and established the Four Pillars of God Cult, a criminal gang with a mafia nature, by virtue of his personal charm and leadership?
This is indeed possible, but it is more likely that Heath accepted gifts and help from others!
Celine Dole is probably one of the helpers behind Heath!
"I have given my sincerity, so are you willing to answer my question? Although I have already guessed the answer."
Igura interrupted Ash's thinking.
"Why are you asking me after you already guessed it... just ask."
"How on earth did you manage to deceive me with the voice of your heart? Last night in the ring, I could predict the direction of your attack by listening to the voice of my heart. This trick has almost never failed me because no one can deceive themselves."
Ash was slightly startled.
"What, can you listen to my heart?"
"Only in the ring can I hear the whispers of your soul through your stirring emotions."
Igulla explained that generally speaking, he would not say such words to show weakness, and he even hoped that others would be suspicious of him and fear him.
But for some reason, he felt that bluffing was of no use to Ash, so he didn't bother to pretend.
"I didn't deceive you with my words." Ya Xiu scratched his head: "I only know now that you can actually cheat like this. No wonder I couldn't even hit you with a punch."
"Then how could you say in your mind, 'You're pretty good-looking', and punch me in the face at the same time?"
"It's not inconsistent to say you're good-looking and want to hit you!"
Igulla had to say a few more words: "Generally speaking, I can hear the truest desires in people's hearts, so those false thoughts floating on the surface cannot fool me. If you want to hit me, then I can definitely
Hearing the thought 'I want to slap you in the face' instead of hearing the compliment 'You're pretty good looking'."
"Oh, I probably understand what you mean."
Ash tilted his head.
"I was probably distracted at that time."
"Distracted?"
"Well, when I'm distracted, I tend to think wildly and look for some pictures to entertain my eyes, so I sincerely think you look good."
"Then why did you hit me suddenly?"
"Because after I was distracted, I became more relaxed, so naturally I quickly got into work mode." Ash shrugged: "The thick pictures will only affect the speed of my work."
It sounds very reasonable. Igurra heard the wrong voice because he was distracted - who would believe it!
A leader of a four-pillar god cult, a talented martial artist who can grow rapidly in battle. Would such a person lose his mind during battle?
In addition, when talking about Celine Dole just now, Ya Xiu pretended to not know this person. Igurra was even more willing to believe that Ya Xiu had mastered the technique of perfectly disguised himself!
"Impossible, even if you are distracted, I will definitely be able to hear your true voice!"
"Don't be so sure, maybe your abilities are limited..."
"Since you say so, let me test it!"
Igura reached out and touched Ash's face, "I can tell whether you are lying by the temperature change on your face. You can tell the truth or a lie at will! If my ability was limited, I would definitely tell the truth of your words.
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Ash blinked.
"What I said is a lie."
Igulla was stunned.
Wait, is what he said true or false? If what he said is true, but he said that he told a lie, it is a lie; if it is false, it means the opposite, and the sentence is true.
talk……
The logic of matryoshka dolls confused Igula. He sat blankly in the audience, like a spoiled doll, muttering true and false.
Ash spread his hands, thinking that he had encountered too many brain teasers like this during interviews. It seems that children in this world have never seen such puzzle problems.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the door of the Death Fight Club.
"Oh, isn't this our elf sir?"
"Your Excellency Ur, this humble orc offers you the most precious blessing. Do you want me to lick your shoes?"
"Get out of the way, don't dirty the clothes of the elf master. You low-class races are not worthy of getting within five steps of the elf!"
Although the chip prohibits prisoners from saying evil things to others, it is only about "speaking evil words". The chip is not smart enough to recognize what "yin and yang" are.
Ash was quite surprised that this group of people actually worked together to boycott someone.
It's not that he has expectations for the intelligence and morality of the condemned prisoners, but here you can neither physically fight nor verbally bully, and you can't even hurt the other person's hair. A few sly words are already the limit.
But in the adult world, this level of bullying is similar to your girlfriend hitting you on the chest with a small fist. It is both shabby and boring. Ordinary people should get tired of it quickly.
Since they are not tired of playing, it can only mean...
"Thank you for your concern." Varcas bowed slightly and made a very decent etiquette: "You guys speak so nicely, you must have wiped your mouth well before leaving the bathroom, right?"
"Varkas, are you calling us shit?"
"No, I just want to praise those who wipe their mouths after eating shit. Why did you jump out on your own? Do you eat shit too?"
"Wa! Er! Ka! Si!"
"Hey, here, your breath is a bit loud, and it smells like urine. It seems that your diet is relatively wide."
"Wa-er-ka-s-"
"Hey, why are you so excited? I'm not scolding you. Speaking of which, I remembered a joke. I used to throw garbage downstairs and accidentally hit the dog. The dog must have barked, right? So?
Tell me, if you heard a dog barking when you were throwing out garbage, you must have hit a dog."
"Varcas—!"
"I didn't expect so many people to wipe their mouths after going to the toilet. I once heard rumors that the prisoners in Broken Lake Prison eat shit. I will definitely clarify it for you in the future. This is not a rumor."
Igulla couldn't help but laugh.
"Such a wonderful scolding battle can only be seen in Broken Lake Prison."
Ash nodded. He completely understood why Varkas could suppress more than a dozen people across from him with just one mouth - because you can't curse. Once you want to curse, the chip will automatically block your throat and keep all your curses.
Fermentation in the stomach is equivalent to an instant ban.
So those people were speechless after calling Varcas' name.
Then Varcas heard the sound and turned around to scold them. It looked like they were actively seeking scolding.
In order to avoid the restrictions of the chip, how to curse people without swearing, and how to curse people who lose their minds and be silenced by the chip are the two major elements that must be mastered in prison scolding battles.
Obviously, Varcas's little mouth was like wiping off Selu. The other death row prisoners were no match for him. They lost their minds and were immediately silenced after being scolded.
Others wanted to take action, but the chip directly took over their jurisdiction, causing their bodies to stiffen and fall to the ground with a snap.
"No courtesy, please step aside."
Varcas raised his chin and gracefully passed over them. Those who were scolding him for losing the battle were all waiting for Varcas with their eyes burning, but they couldn't curse and hit again and again. It could be said that it was a live interpretation of what incompetence and rage meant.
No wonder these prisoners weren't tired of the yin and yang game. With Varcas, an expert in venomous tongues, the interaction they received was so intense that I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to lie in bed tonight thinking about how to scold them back.
"Ash Hiss?"
"Walkas Ur?"
Varkas looked at Ash from a distance, his thin face returning to indifference.
He pointed to the ring, "If there's no problem, let's start directly."
All the eyes of the Death Fight Club were gathered, some looking forward to it, some teasing, some curious, and some crazy.
Igura glanced at Ash.
Now that Ash knows that Valkas is related to Professor Schilling, there must be something wrong with this death match. If he were Ash, he would definitely refuse this death match - he would never participate in a battle that he was not sure about.
"Sword Princess?"
Igura was slightly startled. He heard a name whispered from Ash's mouth. But no one here called Sword Princess, and Ash didn't look at anyone.
"It's a bit lonely..."
Ash murmured softly and turned to look at Varkas.
For some reason, Igurra couldn't help but say: "Varkas is much stronger than me. He is not an opponent you can defeat with just a little cleverness. Moreover, the destructive power of the sword is much stronger. Maybe one sword will determine the winner."
burden."
"Thank you." Ya Xiu smiled: "I'm not going to be clever this time."
"Then what do you use?"
"I bet with my life that he can't kill me with the first sword."
Watching Varkas walking towards the ring, Ash also stood up.
"As long as the first sword can't kill me, the second sword is my chance."
