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

Chapter 145: Potential Assessment S+ Talented Newcomer

Regarding what Zhi Geng said...

Lin Yu had no idea what was going on!

Lin Yu had no idea how to enter the dungeon in the "Death Game" early.

Although he could judge from Zhigeng's words that "knowing the copy content in advance and choosing the time to enter the copy independently" should be feasible among high-end players.

Li Nian had come to the same copy with him before.

but……

Lin Yu had no idea how to do it specifically.

He only knew that there were props that allowed players to team up, but what kind of props were used to lock onto a specific instance in advance and enter the same instance without the consent of others...

Lin Yu didn't know.

Therefore, if you answer this question normally, you will most likely be exposed.

but……

Lin Yu was very thankful.

"Rather than saying I did it on purpose, it's better to say... it's fate."

"Fate brought me here and gave me this game where I can face the gods directly."

Fortunately, the character of "Fluoxetine" is not allowed to speak nicely.

really……

After hearing Lin Yu's words, Zhi Geng sighed silently.

Although helpless, there was no doubt at all.

"Alright alright."

She muttered softly, then waved her hand resignedly.

"It's really impossible to get any information out of you..."

"I'd better investigate on my own what you are planning."

Speaking of this, Zhigeng seemed to be thinking about something.

"Even though I don't think there's any connection rationally, I don't know why..."

Zhi Geng looked at Lin Yu, his eyes full of doubt.

"I always feel that your appearance here is related to your previous trip to Jiangcheng."

I heard the word "Jiangcheng" appear in Zhigeng's words.

Lin Yu's heart almost skipped a beat.

He wanted to infer more about fluoxetine through Zhigeng's words and reactions.

But I didn't expect...

The other party actually mentioned what Lin Yu wanted to know most.

Do not……

It’s a bit arbitrary to say this now.

Although "Fluoxetine" appeared in Jiangcheng, it did kill him.

But what Zhigeng said might not be that fluoxetine killed him.

and so……

Lin Yu tilted his head calmly and spoke with an interested look.

"Oh, you're surprisingly perceptive..."

"But do you really know what I did in Jiangcheng?"

Lin Yu said casually.

Zhi Geng sighed: "How much do you distrust my ability? Although others may not understand, I already had a clear understanding of the situation before I went to Jiangcheng."

"Of course, it's understandable that you want to hide it..."

"After all, he's the second potential 'S+' player evaluated so far—even most people within your organization only think he's an A- or A."

Zhi Geng said this, and Lin Yu's heart started beating wildly when he heard this.

The Psychological Society has a tool that can assess a person's potential and has never been wrong.

Based on the evaluation of that [tool], the top management of the "Psychological Society" will categorize people's potential into seven levels from S to F.

The higher the level and the greater the potential, the further you can go in the "Death Game".

Not only players who have already joined the game, but even players who have not yet become part of the death game can get their own level assessment.

In most cases, these assessment results are semi-public—those crazy people in the Psychological Society will even proactively send their recently assessed player potential qualifications to other organizations.

And because of this behavior, Lin Yu is very familiar with their evaluation criteria.

Those who received a B rating were almost all able to "upgrade" around the eighth copy, and nearly a quarter of those who received a B+ rating could succeed in one go.

Most of the experts who support the team in various organizations have received a rating of B or above.

As for A...

Among the people I have come into contact with, "Tycoon" and "Anian" are at this level.

Even the other players at the dinner table are of this level.

After learning about the evaluation criteria of the "Psychological Society", Lin Yu couldn't help but speculate.

You may have been classified according to the A evaluation criteria for some unknown reason.

but……

Zhi Geng's words made Lin Yu realize a possibility.

"I'm S+?"

This possibility even made Lin Yu feel a little creepy.

He forced himself to remain calm and spoke with a smile.

"This is really groundless speculation. I will not admit it."

"S+ or something... How could an evaluation of this level appear so easily?"

Robin sighed.

"It seems you still think I'm deceiving you."

"I have evidence... 'Jiangcheng Media University', is that enough?"

"You act so impulsively, and you still want to hide it from me, a 'painter' who has already reached the 'third level'?"

Zhi Geng's words were almost the final word.

Based on these words, Lin Yu completely confirmed...

“It really is me.”

With quite complicated feelings, Lin Yu looked at Zhi Geng.

"That's correct—so, are you going to try to take him away from me?"

Lin Yu said with a smile.

"I don't have that intention, but... since it's S-rank, or even S+, it always makes me suspicious."

"Has he been noticed by a god? If so, which god is watching over him? Could it be the 'God of Joy'?"

Robin pondered.

Lin Yu laughed.

"Well, I don't think so."

It turns out that being targeted by gods is inevitable for S-level people.

Moreover, the answer to this question that Zhi Geng is tangled with...

Lin Yu also knew it very well.

Although it had disappeared due to the disguise, Lin Yu could still detect it as long as he concentrated a little.

The simple crow mark on his wrist.

"You seem to know something?"

Zhigeng looked at Lin Yu and said curiously.

"Of course—but I won't tell you."

Lin Yu said this while grabbing the hanging rope with one hand.

"Since you are so good at investigating these things, then continue your investigation yourself - dear third-level painter!"

After saying that.

Lin Yu stood up from his chair and waved goodbye to Zhigeng.

He just held the rope without any protection, without any tangles or knots, and disappeared into the dark and piled clouds in the astonished eyes of the robin.

Zhi Geng watched all this in amazement.

"It's crazy."

She muttered, then took out some sketch paper and drew a solid-looking, metallic hanging basket.

He took the hanging basket out of the paper and placed it on the table. He tied it up with ropes several times and then pulled it hard to test its load-bearing capacity before he got in.

Then she grabbed a piece of rope hanging from the basket above her head and began to move extremely slowly.