Deceitful Game

Chapter 163 Ai Shiping, who can take a beating!

The feedback was roughly equivalent to kicking over a large bag of rice, about the width of a person and about 1.5 meters tall. If someone were slightly weaker, a full-force punch from them would probably only push Ai Shiping back one or two steps at most.

When Ai Shiping flew backward and crashed into the tea table... his back slammed solidly into the corner of the table. This injury was definitely much more serious than Mingpo kicking him in the stomach. After all, Mingpo's shoes didn't have nails on the bottom, and he didn't use his full strength—if he had used his full strength, at that distance, Mingpo's charged kick could have ruptured his liver and kidneys.

But the corner of this wooden table is an acute angle.

Mingpo was initially a little worried, and subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to help Ai Shiping up.

When Ai Shiping got up, he only rubbed his stomach and didn't touch his back at all—Mingpo could roughly tell how "flat" Ai Shiping was at that moment.

With this level of defense... he probably wouldn't get hurt even if he jumped from the third floor. If he were running towards him at full speed, Mingpo's full-force kick probably wouldn't hurt him either.

It's as powerful as a dump truck.

No wonder it's called a "chariot".

Mingpo felt much more at ease.

"I've already tested it with Xiaofan... The effect of 'Casting' is that I rush towards him at top speed, and the instant I hit him, he's immediately teleported to about a step behind me. And because my speed is extremely fast, my defense is also extremely high at that moment. "Because my defense is so high at that moment, I can even break through some obstacles without getting hurt. If I can successfully block the attack, it's basically equivalent to being invincible for a moment."

"How do you know you can break the obstacle?"

Mingpo asked, puzzled.

Ai Shiping did not answer.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and silently pointed behind him.

Having a rough idea in mind, Mingpo rushed over to take a look.

As he passed by the workshop, he saw that Gao Song's room door was open, and the inside had turned grayish-white.

This startled him slightly, and for a fleeting moment he thought of Ai Shiping.

He tried to calm himself down and continued walking forward.

The wall leading from Gao Fan's bedroom to the bathroom had completely collapsed, and Gao Fan was now cleaning it up, looking utterly bewildered. The floor was covered in broken bricks and stones, as if the wall had been smashed down with a hammer.

No wonder I didn't see you when I came in.

Mingpo squatted down next to Gao Fan, slightly apologetic: "You've really gone to a lot of trouble..."

Ai Shiping was brought here by him, and it's been less than three days at most.

As a result, they immediately started tearing the house down.

"It's none of my business, bro."

Ai Shiping followed from behind.

Ai Shiping's flexible concept of seniority put him in the "brother" position at this moment—clearly, he didn't think it was his fault, otherwise Hajiping would have very consciously and automatically demoted his seniority.

"I told you, should we go downstairs to test?"

Ai Shiping argued, "But Xiao Fan said that if we go outside, we might be seen... It's safer to stay in the base." Ming Po thought for a moment and slowly nodded.

This is indeed the case.

Gao Fan is right.

Once they appeared outside the base, they had essentially entered the "Tianwen" surveillance area. Although Mingpo had not explicitly told Gao Fan about his wishes and goals, Xiao Fan clearly realized that... Mingpo was obviously not entirely on the same side as "Divine Comedy".

"I'm not angry."

Gao Fan looked up with a hint of helplessness: "I'm just tidying things up a bit... I can't just leave it here unattended, can I?"

"Testing your abilities at home is definitely much better than testing them outside. Once someone sees you training, the information will be leaked immediately. A useful title might be useful for several years, and in a confrontation, whoever knows the other's abilities will have a significant advantage." "...If only there were a palace."

Mingpo sighed.

He finally realized why Gao Fan's former captain—that "iron-blooded leader"—could only cower in Gao Fan's mental anchor point and dared not recruit more members.

Gao Fan's house is big enough that after it became a base, it could easily accommodate three or four people... but that's about it.

Without a "palace," there would be nowhere to train or test one's abilities.

Not to mention setting up production lines, decorating, or making comfort modifications... As soon as the owner of the anchor point enters the game, the space will be reset. That's why Gao Fan's anchor point was taken away. It's basically impossible for an ordinary person's anchor point to be as comfortable as Gao Fan's home. Without a member of "Zhou Zhiqingqian" or above building their own mental palace, it would be difficult for more than three people to live in the mental anchor points alone.

Thinking of this, Mingpo patted Gao Fan on the shoulder: "Why don't you two start a game together and reset the anchor points?"

"And you?"

Ai Shiping retorted, "Didn't you tell me we'd queue up for the next round after I got promoted?"

"I'll ask for a promotion first."

Mingpo answered decisively, "I feel we need a palace... Xiaofan, do you know the specific rules of the Mind Palace? Does it matter who opens the palace? Or... can we all open it?"

"You can drive it. The palace and the anchor point are a little different."

Gao Fan nodded and answered all his questions: "The location of the anchor point is fixed, and there is an 'entrance' that connects to the material world. This entrance cannot be moved unless it is completely destroyed."

"For example, if the anchor point is in a residential building, and that building is demolished due to redevelopment... then the identity of the fraudster will be temporarily confiscated. They will need to go through another preliminary round to get a new anchor point."

"But the palace is different—a palace can unfold anywhere. It is a 'demonic reality,' the erosion of the material world by one's own mental image. You can choose any building and transform it into a palace. If the deceiver enters here before manifesting, they will enter the palace; if they enter after manifesting, they will enter the corresponding building in the material world. It can also be understood as an 'artificial anchor point.'"

"However, maintaining the palace requires resources. A palace of Zhou Zhiqing's level requires about a week's worth of resources every week. So... I don't think we need to open the palace now."

Gao Fan was clearly used to a life of hardship.

He was reluctant to part with the money.

This is essentially equivalent to the expenditure that has always manifested in the material world.

"Hearing you say that," Mingpo retorted, "doesn't that mean we should seize the palace? After all, other charlatans can also enter the palace." "Yes."

Gao Fan nodded: "Therefore, most deceitful organizations will only open palaces of the Zhou Dynasty's Qingqian level."

"If we build a palace of too high a standard... it will be seen as a 'provocation' by the local organizations, even if the cost is basically the same." That was the thought.

Mingpo thought of the magnificent palace in her memory.

That... should be a palace of the Gold level, right?