Disguise God

The niche genre-defying game "Old Gods" has come to reality. Fog has enveloped the five continents, and all life has been devastated. Depraved paganism worshiped demons, monsters from the abyss screamed in unison, humans sacrificed their lives for survival, and believers sang hymns of light in anticipation of the arrival of the true God. Qiao Luan got involved, unexpectedly awakened a disguise system, and got along like a fish in water in this doomsday purgatory. Instructions for using the camouflage system: If the host successfully confuses ten people, it can open a D-level lucky wheel. If the host successfully confuses ten heretics, a C-level lucky wheel can be opened. … If the host successfully confuses a god, it can open an S-level lucky wheel. Qiao Luan looked at the prizes on the various lucky wheels and slowly smiled with eight white teeth—— Professional counterpart, right? He is a well-known charlatan. * One peaceful day, someone knocked on the door at the cabin on Miracle Mountain. The man wore a simple black robe and a mask, and said in a gentle voice: "Hello, I heard that the alien god Lancelot lives here, and I came to see him." Qiao Luan tilted her head and looked at him: "Who are you, and what do you want from Him?" The man took off his mask, revealing a familiar face: "My name is Lancelot. I traveled across the five continents and heard about someone pretending to be a god." Qiao Luan: "..." Oops, the real owner is here. His expression remained unchanged, but the curvature of his lips gradually deepened. Facing the rightful owner, he showed no panic and asked, "Do you know what is buried at the foot of the Miracle Mountain?" The god-killing blade took shape inch by inch on Qiao Luan's slender fingertips. He smiled: "Like you, the corpse of an alien god came to the door." * The ancient and dirty years gave birth to gods, the stars brought curses, and pollution spread across the entire continent. Qiao Luan stood on the top of the sacred mountain, with corpses everywhere under his feet. He thought casually—— If the world really needs gods. He will be the only one. #Reading Guide# 1. Slow and cool writing 2. The protagonist has little empathy 3. A hodgepodge of settings 4. Work hard to update daily 5. Anti-theft ratio 80% 2024/2/11 ——"Passenger A Really Just Wants to Take the College Entrance Examination"—— As an ordinary passerby, Song Wen's pursuit in life is to eat salted fish. Unfortunately, one day on the way to school, he ran into a strange monster. He runs away, it chases him, and he can't fly without wings. Until the critical moment—— Song Wen sighed and helplessly shot the monster's head. Song Wen became famous in one battle, and the official extraordinary organization tried their best to include him in the team. Result—— When the team training was upgraded, he was fast asleep. While the team dealt with monsters, he stayed up late playing games. When the team was about to be wiped out, he was actually doing 53. Squad: Tear him apart! The next second, the boy fell from the sky. The blade as cold as snow composes the music of death. In the silence, Song Wen dragged the bloody knife and turned around. The huge corpse of the monster boss disintegrated behind him. "Who, want, tear, me, five, three." If he fails the monthly exam again, the school will expel him! Team: "..." Put, put down the knife, and say it nicely if you have something to say. Later, the top evil god came, and human civilization was about to end. Song Wen guarded the college entrance examination papers and soared into the air from the ruins. The 2B pencil in his hand glowed with blood-eating light and he spoke calmly: "Do you know how long I have been studying for this day? Erato." The top evil god was shocked: "How do you know my name?" After a moment, he looked shocked: "You, you are the Fallen Creator——" The young man interrupted him with a smile: "I am Song Wen, just a passerby who just wants to take the college entrance examination." Intention: No matter how many difficulties there are, we must work hard to survive.