Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1291 Information Lifeform Fu Luo

"You're of the wrong generation, Luo... Although this is the first time you've seen me like this, I'm still a little sad that you didn't recognize me."

Looking at the information life form version of Fu Luo, even though he knew that the other party was not the one he knew, but just an illusion created by using memories and soul fragments...

But Yonglian of Buyetian still subconsciously treated him as the real Fu Luo.

On the other side, the response of the information life form Fu Luo was also very real.

"You are... the head of the family?!"

He said in surprise, and then immediately revealed a panicked look: "Oh, Master of the Family, I didn't mean to fail to recognize you. You really look different from usual. I thought you were Miss Huo Le's sister!"

"I never thought that besides your usual dignity, noble wisdom, you also have such a youthful and energetic side."

As Fu Luo spoke, Buye Tianyonglian burst out laughing.

"You really know how to talk..."

Fu Luo also laughed: "Seeing you, I naturally speak unconsciously."

After seeing Buyetian Yonglian's happy expression, Fu Luo also relaxed and looked around: "But... Mr. Patriarch, where is this place?"

"Why am I here... and who is this gentleman beside you?"

Fu Luo asked about Lin Yu's identity again.

Buye Tian Yonglian looked at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's face looked like a completely different person compared to Buye Tian Yonglian, so Fu Luo naturally couldn't recognize him at all.

Although Lin Yu originally wanted to admit it, after all, Fu Luo in front of him was in the form of an information life form and was already half of his summoned creature, so it didn't matter if he let the other party know that he had a [Mask] and the ability to change his appearance.

But seeing Fu Luo calmly asking about his identity while trying to observe his and Buye Tianyonglian's positions to try to analyze his identity, he gave up the idea of ​​confessing immediately.

He smiled and said, "Hello, respected Mr. Forbolo, I am Arthur, a B-1 level manager at Truth Company."

"Before we tell you about your current situation, could you please tell us what your last memory is?"

Fu Luo fell into deep thought after hearing Lin Yu's words.

"My last memory, it seems to be at home... No, that's not it... It's in the [copy]... Not that either..."

He scratched his hair hard, looking confused.

And at the moment when he felt confused and doubtful, this information life form version of Fu Luo immediately followed Fu Luo's original habit and subconsciously entered the way of thinking to solve the puzzle.

Lin Yu saw Fu Luo straighten the hat on his head, his eyes became deep for a moment, and then he seemed to have sorted out all the clues from his memory and gave an answer.

"I seem to have truly lost all my short-term memory... Most of the things I can remember happened a while ago - and because I don't know the current time, I can't even tell how long the most recent memory I have is. Maybe a month? A week?"

"But what I can confirm is that the last thing I did was help my good friend in real life investigate a secret organization. They seemed to have the ability to influence other people's memories... It seems like I encountered them."

"After all, my memory is still stuck at the beginning of the investigation."

Listening to the words of Fu Luo, the information life form, Lin Yu sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, the murderer wouldn't leave such an obvious flaw...

It is impossible to directly ask Fu Luo about the murderer's information.

After all, the main part of this information life form was originally the soul fragment left by Yonglian from Buyetian.

Although some of the soul fragments left before death were integrated, the will in those soul fragments was almost completely dissipated, and they were definitely dealt with by the murderer... Lin Yu was thankful that Fu Luo could still remember that he was investigating the "Bronze Furnace".

While Lin Yu was thinking, Fu Luo casually threw out another sentence.

"So, you two saved me?"

After these words were spoken, Buye Tian Yonglian, who had originally had a faint expression of joy on his face, suddenly lost his spirit.

After a long time, the Patriarch of the Buyetian family spoke again in a low voice.

"No...I didn't."

Lin Yu didn't say anything either. He just looked at Forboluo and clenched his fists again.

As an information life form created based on an outstanding detective and with a very high degree of completeness and already possessing an "ego", Forpolo reacted in just a moment.

"Yeah, I can't feel anything related to the 'Death Game' anymore... There's no Item Space or Missions..."

"In other words, I'm already dead, right?"

He looked at Lin Yu and Buye Tian Yonglian.

Buye Tian Yonglian, who looked like a young girl, sighed deeply.

"Yes, Luo... Ru, is already dead."

The information life form Fu Luo was stunned for a few seconds, and then showed an expression that was more optimistic than Lin Yu and Buye Tianyonglian had expected.

"So that's how it is... So my incomplete memories aren't necessarily caused by the guy I'm tracking, right?"

"Master Patriarch, you haven't directly said that you 'resurrected' me. This means... I'm not actually 'resurrected', but more like a 'clone', right?"

Fu Luo laughed, his voice still relaxed.

Judging from the reactions of Buye Tian Yonglian and the inexplicably familiar "Arthur", the information lifeform Fu Luo confirmed that his guess was correct.

"Really? So you were secretly cloning me!"

"But... then, does this count as my original self? Since my original self is dead, I should be considered one, and I have a completely identical self-identity and memories... But saying that is a bit shameless, since I'm definitely not the original self after all..."

Fu Luo scratched his head, and finally looked at the two of them: "Anyway, let's confirm first, I don't have the problem of clones and replicants that makes them extremely short-lived, right?"

Lin Yu whispered: "No."

Fu Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good..."

Then he looked at the two of them seriously.

"Gentlemen, what I'm about to say may make you two feel a little uncomfortable. After all, in many ways, I'm not a true 'Forbolo'... But what I want to say is that, for me, I do identify as Forbolo, and I will definitely call myself Forbolo."

"If it's possible... I also hope that you can treat me as the real Forboluo as much as possible - this may be a little difficult, but I promise you that my thinking process should be 99% the same as the original Forboluo..."

"He probably wants you to do the same - because if I died in some accident now, I would be happy to accept it if you created a clone of me."

"I believe this from the bottom of my heart."