I Became a God in a Horror Game: 161, Rose Factory (day +96)

Thinking of what will happen between Bai Liu and Hong Tao in other timelines, Tang Erda shows an indescribably complicated and sympathetic expression towards Hong Tao.

But he quickly restrained his unnecessary redundant feelings, and answered the question that Heart asked him earlier: "It should be this third-level game. This is a new game that no one has entered yet."

Bai Liu always likes new games, especially when there are opponents, his advantages in new games will be maximized.

"Rose Factory?" Hearts opened her eyelids, with a smile on her face, "It feels like a very romantic game, and it matches your skill status indescribably, Mr. Hunter, I believe you must have Make sure to kill the rookie who stole my little witch in this game.”

Hearts looked at Tang Erda with dim eyes: "Mr. Hunter, I will do my best to help you. I believe you can already fully feel my sincerity, but my only request is that you must not Hurt the little witch, both inside and outside the game.”

Tang Erda was weird and silent for a second——Liu Jiayi helped Bai Liu take one of his shots, and now his life and death are unknown.

Hongtao quickly moved her eyes away from Tang Erda's face with interest. She didn't probe into Tang Erda's silence, but just said something casually: "I heard, my The little witch got a gunshot wound when she entered the game, I hope this kind of thing will not happen again, Mr. Hunter."

She bowed gracefully and smiled gracefully: "She is the child I brought up, and she is very important to me. If she hurts a little, it is because I did not protect her. I promised her I don’t want to see her pay the price for being with someone she shouldn’t be with.”

"I don't want her to be spoiled by other people, so you can deal with the adults who spoil her."

Tang Erda felt a familiar thorn.

...The fact that this woman of Heart is extremely protective of her shortcomings is really... very troublesome.

Liu Jiayi is now a member of her guild, and this woman seems to have a lot of affection for Liu Jiayi, even if Liu Jiayi is equivalent to rebelling against the guild, it seems that Heart doesn't care at all.

The league is about to start. Hearts obviously need Liu Jiayi as a player. She only needs Liu Jiayi to return safely. Her attitude has already shown that as long as Liu Jiayi returns safely, she can not pursue anything...

If he touches Liu Jiayi casually, Heart will definitely try to use skills to reveal his identity and background, and take revenge on him-this woman is already showing signs of doing so.

"These three are all outstanding reserve members of our guild." Heart turned sideways, letting the three members who had been standing behind her come forward, and briefly introduced, "They all used to train with the little witch. Players who have experienced it are very familiar with her skills and habitual attack methods, and know how to control her without hurting her."

Heart raised the brim of her hat, her pupils were the same light brown color as Su Chou's at the moment, there was something on her charming face, her eyes were so gentle that Tang Erda was familiar with heart palpitations, even her voice was palpitating It is indescribably similar to Su Yang:

"Mr. Hunter, I entrusted everything to you." She leaned forward slightly, her eyes became more and more like Su Chao, and her voice began to become masculine.

Heart stood on tiptoe and whispered intimately in Tang Erda's ear: "Then my witch, please bring it back."

"Captain."

This voice, which seemed to be true or false, was mixed with the captain's erratic smile, which made Tang Erda wake up suddenly.

Heart has already turned around and walked away, leaving him with a very feminine back and a complaining laugh: "Mr. The whole face..."

Tang Erda's face darkened for a moment. He didn't talk nonsense with the players brought by the hearts. into the game.

[The game "Rose Factory" has gathered all the players, the game is about to start...]

Bai Liu opened his eyes during the game, and a small TV with a dark screen in the multiplayer game area lit up after a sizzling electric sound, and Bai Liu's blood-stained profile appeared on it, following closely around him All five TVs come on at the same time.

When the audience saw the legendary newcomer Bai Liu who had been discussed by the forum for an unknown amount of time reappeared, after a short period of sluggishness, the audience frantically flocked towards Bai Liu's small TV.

"I'm going!! I entered the third-level game directly, and it's too steep to advance to the first-level game at once!"

"I just saw Hearts besieging the strangled player, could it be him..."

"Haven't you read the forum yet?! Didn't you say that Bai Liu came in with the injured little witch this time? Did you hurt the little witch? Hearts will definitely strangle him! The king's guild's team this year revolves around the little witch The skills are built at the core!"

"I saw a lot of preparatory players from the King's Guild, but last time Bailiu won against the scavenging zombies, this time, maybe he can do it too!"

Wang Shun looked at the person who appeared on the small TV next to the small Bailiu TV with a very dark face—it was the Rose Hunter!

In terms of combat power alone, the hunter is more difficult to deal with than the three reserve guild members combined.

However, these ordinary players are not familiar with the Hunter, a player who has been hidden for a long time. In addition, the Hunter has hidden his own panel. ——Bai Liu turned defeat into victory under the overwhelming strength before, which made many audiences have great confidence and expectations in him.

But Wang Shun has watched the Rose Hunter's league.

Why these guilds are still paying high prices to hire hunters to participate in the league, because this person has never been defeated in a single player match - that is a kind of sturdy, almost god-given strength.

Two years ago, the audience was not the group of players who had never witnessed the hunter. The moment the Rose Hunter bullet was shot, the audience had already started to cheer for his victory-this is the top league player. The combat power of human submission is not something that Bai Liu can fight against at all

If it was in the league, Bai Liu would surely die if he met a hunter.

But in the game, there is still a glimmer of life - because there is a store system in the game, Bai Liu can use a lot of points to cash in props to disrupt or balance the hunter's attack rhythm, and find a way to clear the game.

Although this is expensive, it is currently the only way Bailiu can go.

... I don't know if Bai Liu's points can last...

Wang Shun stood in front of Bailiu's small TV, and was about to charge Bailiu's small TV, when Heart suddenly led a group of people into the viewing area of ​​Bailiu's small TV.

The crowd dispersed spontaneously, giving up a spot in front of the Bailiu TV to the sudden arrival of Heart.

Wang Shun changed his appearance vigilantly. He rolled up his hood and retreated to the back of the crowd. Hearts for small TVs.

The queen's face, which is very interested in Bai Liu, gave Wang Shun a very familiar and ominous feeling...

Heart turned around, smiled and bowed slightly to all the audience of Bailiu, and saluted politely: "Although I disturbed everyone watching, from now on, Bailiu is officially designated as a member of the King's Guild." Enemy number one, we forbid anyone to give him likes, charges and favorites, I hope you will understand."

"We will let the members of the King's Guild stand by Bai Liu's small TV until he falls into the unknown area. Happy little TV for players."

Hearts smiled and waved her hand downwards. The members behind her followed her movements and lined up skillfully. They were quickly arranged on the edge of the small TV viewing area of ​​Bailiu, forming a human wall of defense. .

The members of the king's guild in the direction of the human wall stood with their hands behind their backs and their faces expressionless. The mid-level and high-level guild members in these guilds are extremely intimidating to ordinary players. Cross this human wall to give Bai Liu a thumbs up to recharge.

As for those league players who are really interested in Bai Liu, with Hearts present and the league is about to start in two months, they risked offending the biggest guild in the game to give Bai Liu points Like, it is obviously not a very rational behavior.

Wang Shuan, who was excluded from the small TV area of ​​Bailiu by the wall, stood outside the small TV area with an ugly face. The small Bailiu TV that no one can touch is guarded like a dragon.

This is really bad...

Not having enough points is the second best thing. Hearts want Bai Liu to fall directly into the [Unknown Area]. This is to directly kill Bai Liu's game life...

If you fall into that [unnamed area], the small TVs in that place are all broken small TVs, and the TV screen is basically full of snowflake noise. Players are completely invisible when they are live broadcasting in it, so naturally they will be divided. It is not clear who belongs to whom, and because of this, there is no audience in [The Nameless Zone], and no one cares about the players on TV.

That's why this place is called [The Nameless Zone], because if you fall into this place, you will lose your name and become one of thousands of ordinary players who have no name and are dying.

If Bai Liu's small TV falls into the [unnamed area] where abandoned small TVs are piled up, even if the audience wants to give Bai Liu a thumbs up, they will not be able to find the one where Bai Liu is located among thousands of abandoned small TVs. Small TV, without likes, collections and charging, Bai Liu's small TV cannot come out of the [Unknown Area].

This has entered an endless loop - once you fall into the unnamed area, even if the player enters a new game next time, the small TV will only start in the [unnamed area], so as long as a player falls into the [unnamed area] In the zone], they can only struggle forever in this abandoned screen with no one to watch the noise until they turn into monsters or die.

It is really easy for a large guild to use resources to block a powerful newcomer's promotion channel, otherwise there would not be so many powerful newcomers who would choose to join the guild and be exploited invisibly instead of developing on their own.

Wang Shun, as one of the important middle-level personnel who has been helping the King's Guild to screen information and newcomers, actually rejects this kind of oppressive and monopolistic behavior in his heart - because he also joined the guild in this way. , into the King's Guild under coercion and lure.

But no matter how much he dislikes this kind of behavior, Wang Shun has to admit that in the current situation, unless there is a guild at the same level as the King's Guild who is willing to come out and fight the King's Guild for Bai Liu, otherwise this situation is a There is no solution——Bai Liu will definitely fall into the [unnamed area] under the strict guard of the King's Guild, and enter an endless loop where no one cares about her.

But unfortunately, the guild owned by Bai Liu, that is, the scavenging guild, is at least one league champion away from developing into a large guild at the level of the king's guild.

Wang Shun changed his appearance again. He put on a mask and walked towards a certain place behind the hall with deep eyes.

——He knew that there was a guild leader who might be interested in Bai Liu in this situation.

The richest guild in the game - the fifth guild, the Gamblers' Union.

But before he finds reinforcements, Bai Liu must not be killed by hunters first.

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At the same time, the Temple of R'lyeh.

This is a small island by the sea, or it is not appropriate to describe it as a small island. It should be said that it is a corner of a huge abandoned old building that floated to the shore from the depths of the sea.

The neat and dirty tall gray-white stone pillars are tilted on the dark blue sea water, and under the swaying water waves, swimming fish can be seen devouring the decaying vines on the dark green stone steps.

On the magnificent stone steps of the temple, a man wearing a black hood and a mask with a spiral pattern of the cross, who had been sitting still for a long time, suddenly moved.

This disturbed the ashes still deposited on his old black hood, and a seabird of unknown species that had already nested on his shoulder.

He slowly took the nest off his shoulder and placed it on the old, dusty stone table in front of him.

The small bird jumped out of the nest and pecked at his fingertips unconsciously, then jumped to a face-down card placed on the stone table. The bird looked at the stone with its petite eyes. Around the table sat statues of gods.

Sit around this masked person are eight wet and slippery gods with different expressions and grotesque shapes. fishtails, mottled bird feathers, and parasitic plant shapes.

They closed their holy eyes. Although they are just statues, they appear inviolable and inviolable. There is an ancient and sacred luster flowing on their textures that have been corroded by time. Thinking about it is like looking at their ugly and terrifying lower bodies, and they will fall into madness uncontrollably, offering their souls to these ancient gods, and committing suicide.

The only fortunate thing is that these gods are still sleeping, and the unfortunate thing is that they seem to be sleeping as if they will wake up the next moment.

These gods were sitting on the stone platform with their eyes closed, and the lower body of the person wearing a mask and sitting still began to turn into stone, with coiled snails, moss and dense, grass-green grass growing on his toes. , rhizomes of plants of unknown species.

They sat around a huge stone table.

The stone table is thick and old, and it is full of potholes after wind and rain erosion. The monster with huge octopus tentacles originally engraved on it is so strange that it is exactly the same as the logo of the Dangerous Heresy Administration.

Sitting opposite this person is a person who also wears a hood, but looks much more relaxed and tidy than him. His face is hidden under the pure black hood, and only his transparent neck can be seen. A bony hand reached out from under the hood to touch the damp face-down cards on the table.

"Prophet." He said with a smile that seemed to have nothing, "This is already the fourth night of our werewolf killing game. Whose identity do you want to verify?"

The prophet sitting opposite him was silent, only the sound of huge waves beating against the old temple.

"Do you need me to help you review the whole process of the werewolf killing that you must play with me?" Lightly on the face.

"You didn't verify anything on the first night, and I sent a mermaid down." The man tapped his fingertips slowly on a card of the Siren King who closed his eyes, "No one died this night, It's Christmas Eve."

"On the second night, you inspected a thief, and I lowered a mirror. This night, under your guidance, the werewolf killed a guilty puppeteer and a criminal villager, and sanctioned the two [ Criminal], it is your victory."

"On the third night, you released a [Witch] and [Cupid], and I released [Blood Ganoderma lucidum]. This night you guided [Cupid], that is, Liu Huai connected [Werewolf] and [Witch] Get up, and the werewolf sanctioned the two [culprits], but [Cupid], an innocent man, died because of the werewolf, so we drew tonight, and you played a very beautiful match."

The man's fingertips lingered on the cards on the table, and in front of him was a card of a clown who was smiling wildly.

The reverse cross symbol drawn under the right eye of the clown on this card is exactly the same as the pattern on the back of this person's clothes.

The man's fingertips finally settled on a hunter card entwined with rose vines. He looked at the opposite person, and the sea breeze blew his black tent up.

"This hunter card is your last magic card that can be tested, prophet, do you want to test him tonight?"

The prophet, whose lower body has been petrified, was silent for a moment, and then replied softly: "I want to test him. Is he a human, a god, or a monster?"

The person on the opposite side of the prophet said with a half-smile: "This hunter was going to become a god, but after being chosen by you as a hunter, he turned into a human again, and now he is about to turn into a monster in endless reincarnation."

"Prophet, are you sure you want to release this card? Whether the werewolf or the hunter kills someone in this game, you will lose, and next night you will only have your own magic card to end the game— —If the gods are all polluted, the werewolves will be slaughtered.”

The prophet closed his eyes: "Yes."

"Then I will send down a rose." The person opposite the prophet flipped over a card in front of him, and said softly, "I like its smell very much, and I think it suits you, a hunter who has been sent down. There is a desperate breath that is about to wither."

"—like the smell of a monster."

The card that was turned over was a rose that was placed in a long cylindrical glass vessel with drooping buds, which felt like it was about to wither.