Impostor

he three people who walked out of the chess club could not calm down for a long time.

Although the one who died was the "Pig-Man," no matter how one looked at it, the Pig-Man was a human with flesh and blood.

He was not a monster, not a madman, and certainly not the evil organizer.

Qi Xia kept his head down, lost in thought, with Lin Qin following closely beside him.

At this moment, Old Lu kept looking into the room where the Pig-Man's body lay, but he seemed indifferent, as if searching for something else.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xia turned his head to ask.

"Uh... it's a bit inappropriate to say this now," Old Lu said, "But you won the 'bet your life' game, so the other party's 'Way' is ours now."

"Don't be silly," Qi Xia shook his head, "The Pig-Man couldn't possibly have any more 'Way,' the ten he gave you were all he had."

"What?" Old Lu's eyes widened, then he exaggeratedly shook his head, "Impossible, I don't believe it."

He hurried into the room, trying his best not to look at the Pig-Man's corpse, and began rummaging through his drawers.

In no time, the once neat and tidy chess club was turned upside down.

Just as Qi Xia had said, there wasn't a single 'Way' left here.

Qi Xia shook his head outside the door and said, "If he still had any remaining 'Way,' why would he choose to 'bet your life' with us?"

"This is such a trick!" Old Lu cursed in frustration, "A con job!"

"A con job?" Qi Xia couldn't quite grasp Old Lu's line of thinking, "Didn't the other party pay with their 'life'?"

"...Well, that's true." Old Lu clasped his hands together and bowed towards the Pig-Man's body, "I spoke hastily, please forgive me."

After a few bows, Old Lu still felt a bit aggrieved. After all, he didn't want the other party's life either.

I have to look for anything else of value.

Old Lu began searching the room again, but this place was just an abandoned chess club. Apart from the chess pieces that were everywhere, the only thing that could be considered valuable was the tables and chairs.

"This is such a loss..." Old Lu shook his head in frustration, "Kid, we're at a great loss! You almost died here, and now we're leaving empty-handed."

As he was speaking, Old Lu suddenly saw the pig's head mask that the Pig-Man had placed on the ground.

"The mask..." Old Lu's mouth twitched, and he suddenly remembered something, "Damn it... isn't this the most valuable thing?"

Qi Xia frowned and slowly approached, asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Make a deal!" Old Lu picked up the dirty and smelly mask from the ground and held it in his hands like a treasure, "Qi Xia, with this mask, can't we make a deal with the 'Go Association'?"

"What..." Qi Xia's pupils moved, feeling that this was not quite reliable, "Old Lu, are you going to become the 'Pig-Man'?"

"Hey, nonsense!" Old Lu waved his hand, "Impersonate! Do you understand? Impersonate?"

"You..."

Old Lu held up the mask, pretending to wear it on his face, and said in a muffled voice, "Huh huh, finally someone has come to play with me! Hurry up and distribute! Hurry up and distribute!"

Qi Xia remained frowning, thinking this plan was too dangerous.

The 'Zodiac' were all under the unified management of certain administrators. How could they be so easily deceived?

"Old Lu, you should know that 'killing to take the Way' is not acceptable, right?" Qi Xia asked.

"I've heard Zhang Shan mention it, but this isn't 'killing to take the Way,'" Old Lu pushed the mask forward, "We didn't kill the person, and this isn't the 'Way'."

"I didn't mean that." Qi Xia took the mask and placed it on the table, "I advise you not to touch this thing. At best, it's called 'impersonating,' and at worst, it's 'usurping power,' which is more serious than 'killing to take the Way'."

"Usurping power?!"

Qi Xia nodded, "Is there a qualification process to become a 'Zodiac'? What are the rules for designing games? If you don't figure out these questions and just put on this mask, I'm afraid you will be punished by the administrators."

After hearing this, Old Lu looked a bit dejected. He could already see the beautiful picture of himself earning dozens of 'Way' every day, but in an instant, it was shattered.

"Qi Xia, are you being too cautious?" Old Lu asked reluctantly, "Maybe this mask is just something that anyone who wants to wear it can do, as long as they can set puzzles."

"I don't know." Qi Xia said, "I'm just telling you my opinion. If you still want to wear this mask, I won't stop you again, but before that, please tell me the whereabouts of those two people."

After thinking it over, Old Lu said to Qi Xia, "Wait a moment."

Then he twisted his obese body, holding the mask, and ran around the room. In no time, he found a corner filled with discarded table boards.

He hid the mask behind layers of boards.

"Let's hide it here for now. One should always have a backup plan..." Old Lu patted the dust off his hands, turned around, and said, "Qi Xia, I keep my promises and never go back on my word. Follow me!

The three of them bid farewell to the thrilling chess club and headed towards the dilapidated streets.

Old Lu led them on the way they had come.

"By the way, Qi Xia, why didn't you choose me just now?" Old Lu asked.

"What?"

"During the 'truth or lie' game," Old Lu scratched his chubby face, "You chose that little girl named Lin, why not me?"

Qi Xia said helplessly, "To be honest, I felt Lin Qin was smarter than you."

"Pfft..." Lin, who had been a bit sad a moment ago, suddenly burst into laughter. Although Qi Xia was a swindler, he often didn't lie.

"What kind of talk is that..." Old Lu was speechless, "Qi Xia, you don't understand me, I get smarter in critical moments."

"Yeah," Qi Xia nodded, "And in critical moments, you also think of snatching iron plates and hiding in the corners."

"Ah?" Old Lu was suddenly taken aback, looking a bit embarrassed, "You can't blame me for that. At that time, I didn't know you were so resourceful."

"That's true, we're even," Qi Xia said.

Old Lu shrugged helplessly, then looked at the aluminum pot that Lin had been holding and asked, "Have you guys eaten the bear meat?"

"We did," Lin Qin replied, "It was particularly bad."

"Ah..." Old Lu nodded with some disappointment, "Bear meat is hard to eat, but at least it can fill your stomach. It's a pity that Zhang Shan didn't get to eat it, and in the end, he became a starved ghost."

"Why didn't he eat?" Lin Qin asked casually.

The next second, she suddenly widened her eyes.

Qi Xia also realized something, and they both looked at Old Lu together.

"Starved ghost?"

Old Lu's eyes showed some loss, and he sighed, "Zhang Shan is dead."

"Dead?!" they exclaimed in unison in surprise.

"That's right... Otherwise, why would I be out here alone."