[Please answer one of the following answers.] (The latest update of Fengwu Literature Internet Cafe stood still, waiting for players to make a choice, and after waiting for about ten seconds, he impatiently urged: Speak quickly!) Humans! I don't have time to grind. Do you want anything in return?

I believe in Ivre. Feng Bujue immediately replied, and at the same time that he said that, he also glanced at Honghu not far away.

The latter understood, and said: I believe in Westen.

Uncle Waste Wood on the other side also saw their plan, and he immediately continued: I believe in Wokol.

The above three are all following Brother Jue's train of thought, that is...... Everyone chooses a different answer.

No one knows what each of these beliefs means, but perhaps one will bring benefits and the other will cause disaster. None of this is necessarily...... It is undoubtedly more reasonable to choose separately, at least to avoid the situation of being wiped out.

As a hero, of course I chose Toureus! Brother Pony also spoke at this time, although he did not understand the intentions of the three teammates. But he still chose something different from others by his own will.

Of course, this is no coincidence. Feng Bujue, Honghu and Uncle Waste Chai undoubtedly speculated that the imaginative must choose the orderly and good camp, so they avoided that option.

In the end, it's the young master of the traces......

Oh...... I understand...... Tracebe looked at his teammates. Muttered softly, everyone chooses a different one, so as to explore what the consequences of the five beliefs will be, right......

He said. He glanced at the pop-up window in the game menu.

At this moment, the system's voice seemed to be specially supplemented for him, and another sentence came [Please do not formulate your own answers, such as Christianity, Buddhism, atheists, God, science, proletarian fighters, Chunge, etc., similar answers will lead to extreme consequences.

Alas...... Tracebe sighed and looked up at Lesend, I believe in Edionte.

At this point, all five of them have given their answers, and Lesende continues with what he said before: "Well, if you can give me enough 'crimes' to 'digest', I will give you a reward according to your faith."

I see...... Do different beliefs represent different rewards...... Feng didn't feel the heart.

[The side quest has triggered the system's voice to take advantage of the situation.] Players also have an extra item in their quest slots: [Describing the Seven Crimes of Satisfying Hunger, Lesend, Current Progress 0/7.]

Before Lesende could finish his words, he turned his head to look at Jue Ge, who was the first to declare his faith, and continued: "Believers of Ivere, I will give you 'the power to deceive once'.

Is it not physical...... Feng Bujue's face was expressionless, and he said in his heart: But what does it mean...... Do I need permission to deceive people? Could it be ...... In some parts of the island...... People can't lie?

As he pondered, Lessende looked at Honghu again: "Westen, I can tell you 'a piece of information you need to know.'"

Oh? A hint of expectation flashed in Honghu's eyes under the lenses, and he secretly thought, like this...... I think I'll be able to find out the coordinates of the Shrine of Faith.

Then, Lesende said to Uncle Wood, "Walker believers, I will give you 'the ability to disguise once'. With that, he turned to the whimsical again, Followers of Toureus, you will get nothing but this......

As he said this, Lessend suddenly grimaced at the imagination with his baboon face and raised his middle finger.

Ha? Little Brother Ma was stunned for two seconds, but after two seconds, his reaction was still ...... Ha?

As for you, a believer in Ediante...... After Lesende put down his middle finger, he said to the trace, "I will give you this axe in my hand."

About five seconds of silence.

Feed! What's going on! Honghu was the first to complain, the difference in this 'return' is too big!

Well...... Do you give the middle finger to the orderly and good, and send equipment to the chaotic and evil...... Feng Bujue stroked his chin and said, this time the trace is shit......

Hahahaha...... With his hands on his hips, he laughed out loud, and his face was full of excitement with raised eyebrows, Providence! You guys scrambled to pick the option that looked good, but the one left was the best! Hahahaha......

What's there to be proud of, this is not a killing game...... Feng Bujue replied, and besides, the axe looked like a ruined-level weapon......

Less verbose! You're jealous! The trace roared, you neutral and evil waste wood, eat me [beep!]

You're into the play...... Feng unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his sideburns.

Mankind! Don't waste time, that's what I can offer. Lesende said, "Hurry up if you want......

I asked. Feng Bujue interrupted very quickly, do we have any restrictions when describing crimes? For example, 'each person must speak one,' or 'one person can speak at most two,' or something like that......

No, no, no! Lesende repeated anxiously, his eyes becoming feverish again, like an addict on the verge of a seizure.

I'll do it all by myself...... Can you do it? When Feng Bujue said this, he turned his head sideways and looked at the four teammates.

Naturally, his teammates didn't have any opinions on his mention, as the so-called ...... Let the professionals come.

OK...... Anyway, you say it quickly...... Lesend's eyes widened, the muscles on his face twitching, quick! I can't wait!

Good! Feng unconsciously raised his voice.

Before the words fell, I saw him turn around and take a step, walked to the edge of a rock, leaned on it, and said: Qingshan is fortunate to bury the bones of loyalty, and the white iron is innocent to cast the minister. Good and evil have been the same since ancient times, and their reputation is judged to be false and true. As he spoke, he picked up a flat stone and smashed it on the rock beside him, making a snapping sound.

What a fuss! The set poems are out! Is this going to say stand-up comedy? Traces exclaimed.

Honghu helped his glasses and complained: Crazy brother, you are quite professional...... Shouldn't we applaud and shout 'one more'?

One more? Yes. Feng Bujue hit the bridge of his nose, smiled slightly, was law-abiding and depressed, Qiang Liang sang happily every night, rode horses and mules at the expense of others and self-interest, and starved honestly and fairly. Repairing bridges and repairing roads blind, killing people and setting fires, I went to the west to ask me the Buddha, and the Buddha said...... He's slapped the stone again, and I'm not in a rut!

Open your mouth and come...... Admire...... Uncle Waste Chai said with a smile.

Oh! It turns out that this guy is not on the right path with the people in the orderly and good camp? At this moment, it was as if the imagination had crossed over, and it was a reaction to the scene a few minutes ago.

Your disconnected reflex arc...... Honghu wanted to speak and stopped, shook his head helplessly, forget it...... Too lazy to talk nonsense with you......

On the other side, the listener, Lesend, sat cross-legged, leaning on the handle of his axe, and looked at Jue Ge excitedly, waiting for his description.

Speaking of this dynasty, there is a reckless person...... The unwitting narration began.

Judging from the content in the taskbar and the conversation just now, this task does not require him to talk about the sins he has committed, and it is okay to talk about other people's affairs. So...... He's confident now, because it's easier to make up a story in the third person than to put yourself into it. Brother Jue eats this bowl of rice, not to mention seven crimes, he can also deal with ten...... RU