Obviously, when he didn't see it, Yu Xing did something that needed to apologize.

Zhao Yijiu didn't expect Yu Xing to be a human being. The confusion in his eyes flashed and returned to calm, and then stopped Yu Xing's pitiful look: "Stop playing, get a reward."

He looked at the exhibition cabinet at the end of the table, which was empty, but Zhao Ruru also nodded: "I won't care for it now... I'll draw the reward first. Fortunately, how are you lucky?"

"It's... not bad?" Yu Xing didn't know if his luck was good, just as he still hasn't understood the meaning of "lucky" in his personality mask.

He always seems to encounter unfortunate things and become the lucky one among them.

"Then why don't you come and smoke? You've made the most contribution." Zhao Ruru's expression seemed to roll his eyes sincerely at any time, but the words he said were very peaceful, "It's in that cabinet."

There are two favorite functions in the long table time. One is to get extra points rewards when answering questions, and the other is to draw rewards based on progress ranking. Although this performance cannot be brought out, it is probably helpful to the subsequent task stages.

Viewers who have watched the death parallel know this, and Zhao Ruru is the same. She even took out all the previous screen recordings for the live broadcast she wanted to participate in.

Yu Xing was indeed closest to the cabinet. He stood up with a "oh" sound, putting his hands in his warm pocket. In this serious and rigid conference room, he didn't seem as far away as he did in the deduction. He was so wise that he was not as good as an Aries ball because of his inflated dress.

"Is this here?" Yu Xing came to the exhibition cabinet and found that the bottom of the empty exhibition cabinet was actually a small transparent screen with a button on the side of the exhibition cabinet.

After Zhao Ruru nodded, he did not leave any suspense and pressed it directly.

【Go to draw (progress ranking 1 bonus)】

A light golden font popped up on the small screen, Yu Xing waited patiently, and Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru also stood behind him, who stretched his neck and looked from behind.

After a while, the images of the three items appeared, which were a little blurry and could not be seen in real detail.

[Ranking results: True visual powder, trauma medicine, red amulet (choose one of three)]

No matter how many people there are in each group, they can only draw one prop. As for how to use it, it depends on the team's own allocation.

Zhao Ruru glanced at it: "One seems to be used to break the illusion, one is used to treat, and the other is used to save lives. How about it, do you have any suggestions? Which one do you want to choose?"

"First." Yu Xing answered very quickly, as if he was not thinking.

Zhao Ruru also tends to be the first one, but she hopes to get a reason for peace of mind: "Why?"

"The latter two, the third one seems to have some connection with the plot. It may resist an attack for us when the plot develops to a certain extent, but we are not short of sacrifices or props to protect ourselves." Yu Xing said, "This type of sacrifice is best to integrate, you should have it too, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Ruru nodded. She had sacrifices to resist the attack, so she dared to be so close to the people in white.

Of course, she now desperately hopes that there will always be a sacrifice that will allow her to escape, so as not to fall into Yu Xing's hands, and be stuffed into the coffin with a madness, and can only fall into a passive position.

"I have it too." Zhao Yi said drunk.

Is his props or Yu Xing used the extra money to exchange for him in the exchange machine in the Shocking Bar. He performed well in the subsequent deductions and has never been used.

"Trauma medicine is a healing prop, not common, but the existence of powder means that it is difficult to distinguish the identity during deduction. If the other party is a ghost who is good at imitating other people's aura..." Yu Xing didn't continue, but the two of them knew what this meant.

If they don’t have a way to deal with it, they may be hit and fall into a real crisis!

Zhao Ruru even thought that the suspicion of Yu Xing in the mourning hall was just a false alarm, but what if this would really happen later?

Then she is not going to stop.

Trauma medicine is very attractive, but real-view powder can better make up for the shortcomings of their group.

"That's it." she muttered.

Zhao Yijiu had no objection, so Yu Xing chose to confirm in his consciousness.

【"True Powder" has been selected】

[True Powder: Props, a handful of pure white powder of unknown material. When you think someone is wrong, you can put a handful of it on his/her/its head. Of course, the sprinkled powder cannot be recycled and will stop sprinkling.]

【The powder is limited in size and has been divided into three parts evenly and put into the character's ghost cloth bag】

The system is quite considerate and knows that we should not worry about lack of worries but unevenness.

[What was drawn?]

[It is blocked too tightly and cannot see clearly]

[The top bonus, no matter how you draw, it will not be bad]

[curious]

Now the audience can only view the conference room through the large screen on the table. To a certain extent, the audience's perspective has been fixed, from multiple cameras without dead corners to one camera.

They couldn't see what Yu Xing had drawn, so they could only start the barrage in vain.

It was not until the three participants turned around that they began to ask:

[I'm here to see you! Are you smoking props?]

[There are no other teams here, why are you doing so mysteriously?]

[Although I'm also curious, this is their freedom, the few pussy upstairs]

...

The three people ignored the question of props. This was originally a casual question from the audience, and it was not even a formal question, so there was no need for them to answer.

Yu Xing walked back to his seat and sat down, raised his head and looked at the words that kept jumping up, waiting for the formal question to appear.

Since it takes a minimum of 200 points to ask a formal question, many people are considering what questions to ask, so the first thing that appears is chatting.

[You can sit at any seat, you can be closer to the screen!]

So the two of them pulled a teammate who was reluctant to move to the front of the long table in a good manner.

[Fortunately, look at me and see me! I have been supporting you since the newcomer competition!]

This is Yu Xing’s “fan” who took advantage of the short time to communicate and gained a sense of presence.

Yu Xing opened his eyes wide, which would reduce the pressure caused by his narrow phoenix eyes much less.

He smiled well: "I've seen you, thank you for your support, I'm very grateful."

Still the same person:

[Ah, I couldn't tell for a moment whether this smile was perfunctory or plotting to act like me]

Yu Xing: "..."

Zhao Yijiu silently pressed Zhang Bingshan's face and let out a ridicule of Yu Xing from his throat.

"It seems that people who have really followed me since the newcomer competition." Yu Xing was not ridiculed at all. He scratched his messy black hair, looking like a harmless young man. "But you misunderstood, I am just a cute newbie. What bad intentions will a cute newbie have?"

[Okay, my three views follow my facial features and pretend I believe it]

[The reasoning and analysis ability is really strong, the future is promising!]

[Hahaha, the Confucians were frightened, did they recover?]

[The cold wine looks so gloomy]

[Lengjiu has such a good personality. She doesn't talk much and has a strong ability to move. I just want such a teammate]

[But he ignores us now]

Zhao Yijiu quietly looked at the barrage and expressed expectations for him, without saying a word, treating them as air.

[What do you think about the first place in progress?]

Finally someone asked this classic question.

The audience at the death parallel line likes to ask about the first place’s thoughts, and then pass on them when the second and third place enter the conference room, spreading a wave of ridicule from the first place.

Jokes like "Let's go first, run faster" are not prohibited by the system. Some teams already know each other and have hostility or friendships between each other, and they all look particularly fun when leaving messages.

I heard that the person who left a message to the team behind was a senior who was no longer active. At that time, the senior sat at the conference room table, with a hint of gentleness and casually said to the questioner at that time: "What do you think about? Do you want to attract hatred for me? Well, it doesn't matter, it's not something that needs to be minded, but I have a question... Will they hear what I say now in an hour?"

"Why don't you tell them yourself when I come back next time."

The barrage reacted for a while, and then the words "arrogance" were flooded with the screen.

Is this person expressing that he completed the second phase of the task and returned to the conference room, can the competitors behind him complete the first phase?

This scene was recorded in some collections and can still be found, but the figure of that senior is vague and he can only hear his voice. Generally, this situation means that the senior's level is at the level of despair or above, and he can ask the system not to appear on the screen, or even delete the cognition of the deducer who is lower than his level.

Even those who watched the live broadcast at that time would forget who was in the picture. Only when the level exceeded this senior would they be relieved of cognitive interference.

In other words, among the current deducers, I'm afraid only Medusa, the actor, the few people in the surviving investigation team, and the desperate presidents of major guilds can see the entire content of this screen recording.

But this senior deleted the shot and deleted other people's cognition, but did not delete it completely, leaving behind a sound. Since then, the death parallel has developed such a tradition.

Zhao Ruru knew this tradition, but this time the participants were all acquaintances, and there were two groups of Zhao's friends. She said that she was provocative: "Do you think? You can also see that I am just a thigh-climbing person, so I don't dare to think about it."

[Wow, I haven't seen this modest wording at least three live broadcasts]

[Don't be afraid, what about luck?]

Yu Xing was named and held his chin: "Friendship is the first, competition is the second. I believe that with the strength of all seniors and outstanding people in the same class, they will definitely surpass us."

[Okay, what about this one. What about cold wine?]

Zhao Yijiu glanced coldly at the barrage, with the words "boring" written on it.

His comments ended before they even started.

Seeing that they were unwilling to provoke, some people were unwilling to say a few sarcastic words, and were completely ignored, so they were extinguished.

Zhao Ruru and Yu Xing chatted with the barrage for a while. The audience was very enthusiastic because their character in the deduction was more or less restricted and influenced by the environment. Only during the long table can they see the participants' closest side to themselves.
To be continued...