I Became a God in a Horror Game: 214, rose factory (116+117)
Wang Shun moved the chair back a little, and opened his heart a certain distance from the tip of the staff of civilization, before opening his mouth carefully: "...I found a fragmented poem that was pieced together .”
"Scattered poems?" Charles raised his brows indistinctly, "It doesn't look like the prophecy style of a concise [Judge against God], so what kind of poem is it? ?”
Wang Shun took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said:
"The evil **** boasts that there will be people wandering in his shadow,
The man in the shadow is fourteen years old,
So the evil **** bestowed the person with a spine, a heart, and a divine emblem,
Boasting that this person will be its only believer,
The man in the shadow is twenty-four years old,
However, the evil **** fell in the snow field, and the souls of believers floated in the deep sea,
The spine, heart, and emblem are all broken,
Cthulhu,
The man in the shadow is thirty years old,
He was wandering, wandering, the clown squatted in front of him, laughing and asking the man in the shadow where he was,
The man in the shadow said that when the sun disappears for three quarters, there will be old people looking for me, who was frozen,
The clown said, if you are already frozen, I would like to crush your soul and let you fall into the snow with God,
The man in the shadow is forty-one years old,
God is evil and he exists, because of evil he lives forever. "
After finishing speaking, Wang Shun swallowed his saliva, and looked at Charles with nervous eyes: "You can use a scale to test me, I am not talking nonsense, I may not remember some places very clearly, but it is indeed I found it at [Judger Against God]."
"I don't doubt that." Charles took back his civilized staff and glanced at Wang Shun, "I doubt that the first prophecy you said was about the white willow. This kind of ambiguous poetry can be interpreted from various angles. I can also say that this poem is about someone else."
"You said that the prophecy was about the white willow, is there any other evidence?"
Wang Shun was silent for a long time, and let out a long breath helplessly: "...not anymore."
"So you actually don't know if this prophecy is about the white willow, right?" Charles sat down on the desk lightly, and idly raised his legs, "That is to say, just now you tried to persuade I invested in Bailiu, are you lying to me?"
Wang Shun opened his mouth, but still admitted: "Yes."
"For a gambler who is ten times better at lying than you, it's not very wise to lie in front of me, Mr. Know-it-all." Charles raised Wang Shun's bowed head with a civilized stick, showing a very satisfied expression Smiling, "But I like your lie just now - it sounds like it can completely fool a lot of ignorant and impulsive gamblers into betting on Bai Liu. It is a lie that is quite valuable for gamblers."
Wang Shun turned to Charles in astonishment.
"White Willow, I have invested." Charles took back his civilization stick without any haste, pulled it down, and handed it to Wang Shun who was still enlightened in a bouquet of lush roses.
Wang Shun took it in a daze: "Then, President Charles, what am I going to do?"
Charles jumped off the table: "Are you there?"
He straightened his clothes, and smiled brightly: "Of course he is dressed up to welcome me, Mr. Dark Horse, who is running to the finish line in the rose field."
Speaking, Charles turned around and glanced at Wang Shun who was sitting on the chair, shook his head dissatisfied, pulled out the civilized stick that had just turned into a rose from his chest, and stroked it down. The Civilization Staff, which was more than one meter long, instantly turned into a wooden stick with a size of only 30 centimeters—it looked a bit like a magic wand.
"As the publicity spokesperson of the future White Willow team, the oracle disseminator, you seem to be a little too simple, Mr. Know-it-all." Charles tapped Wang Shun's plaid shirt and jeans with his magic wand in distaste— Typical programmer attire.
"It's hard to convince others with such an outfit—you're from a championship team."
Wang Shun hasn't reacted yet: "--What kind of propaganda spokesperson, oracle disseminator?"
"To put it simply, he is a tool to trick others into placing bets and voting for Team Bailiu." Charles explained politely, and with a wave of his magic wand, all of Wang Shun's clothes disappeared.
Charles glanced at Wang Shun, who was subconsciously covering his lower body, from top to bottom, raised his eyebrows and whistled: "Nice figure."
"——Why can you change my appearance settings at will——?!"
Charles waved again, and Wang Shun spun around on the spot, changing from top to bottom—an exquisite polka-dot bow tie, a three-piece taupe suit with a waistcoat and overalls, all of them were put on Mousse's brushed hair, and brown leather shoes that just exposed five centimeters of white cotton socks.
"I'm sending you a set for your reference—my taste is more retro, I hope you like it." Charles put away his stick, and motioned for Wang Shun, who was dizzy, to follow him, "I'm going to touch mine now Let's build momentum for the new team."
Wang Shun hurriedly followed——Charles didn't know how to pick up the clothes he picked out, but he just took a look at the suit. The size of the suit was just right, and it also made it difficult for Wang Shun, who was used to loose clothes, to move while chasing. Asking at the same time: "How to create momentum? Bai Liu seems to be stuck in the dimensional space by the King's Guild's [shield], and will fall into the [No Man's Land] and can't get out!"
"If he falls into the [No Man's Land], it will be very difficult for Bai Liu to participate in the competition - he can't get the votes of ordinary audiences, so he won't even be able to sign up."
"Are you the [Shield] of the guild?" Charles pondered for a second or two, "Then Bailiu probably will not escape the fate of falling into the [No Man's Land]."
Wang Shun's expression turned pale instantly: "President Charles, even you can't help it?"
"But I don't think falling into [No Man's Land] is a bad thing." Charles showed a meaningful smile on his face, "I remember that Bai Liu seemed to have just won a small guild for himself, with no more than five people. Hundred."
"It's not unreasonable for a championship team to have only a small number of guilds." Charles casually stroked the ruby on the top of his civilization staff with his index finger, "Mr. You have to be clear—falling into the [No Man’s Land] may be an opportunity to establish a grand guild, remember the Heaven Freemasonry?”
"—that association full of beggars was established by players who escaped from no man's land." Charles said.
When Wang Shun was reminded by Charles, he seemed to have realized something, and he suddenly turned to Charles with a horrified expression: "President, you can't be—but it will cost too much money! At least tens of millions Points!"
"I'm not short of money, I'm the richest player in this game." Charles raised his eyes to Wang Shun, the smile on his face deepened, "I'm enjoying the pleasure of gambling—and I'm still playing What gambling is more interesting than the once-in-a-lifetime league in the system?"
"Besides, I don't allow the black horse guild I bet on to be as poor as the Paradise Freemasonry - it's only tens of millions of points, and it's not much investment as a long-term horse betting." Charles said lightly.
It's only tens of millions of points... Wang Shun followed Charles in a dizzy manner.
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In-game.
The refugee followed Bai Liu to the inside of the rose factory.
He got stuck at the door of the room that looked like heresy 0001, which was also the passage to the processing point in the rose factory.
In fact, it is not impossible to break through directly with Tang Erda's force value, but considering that Tavel's heart is suspended from a pipe connected to the wall, a direct violent breakthrough is likely to tear Tavel's heart, so Tang Erda still stopped at the door and did not continue to clean inside.
But the key to the second door is on the body of the factory worker hiding inside, and there is no way to open it without forcing a breakthrough.
Tang Er hit Bai Liu: "How do I get in?"
"It's very simple—remember that test?" Bai Liu held up a bottle of perfume liquid and dripped it down the crack of the door with a smile, "—let your heart open the door for me."
During the test, Tavel's heart reacted violently to Bai Liu's poured perfume stock solution, but every single drop shook the suspended glass cabinet, and the whole bottle was poured down like Bai Liu's—
——In less than a second, the whole room began to roar and shake.
Accompanied by the rattling and tearing sound of mechanical pipes being disconnected, the panicked shouts of the factory workers inside also came out through the crack of the door.
"Heart is beating so fast!!"
"Open the gate and release the water—!!"
"It's too late—the whole glass cabinet exploded!!"
"Wow——"
After the crisp sound of glass shattering, Bai Liu closed his eyes in the midst of the hustle and bustle, held his breath and stuck to the cold iron door——
——he heard the violent beating of a heart.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
It was the same as Bai Liu's existing heartbeat.
The light pink rose liquid seeped out from the crack of the door, and the door seemed to be overwhelmed by the excess liquid and gas gushing out, and began to bulge and deform outwards, and the lock ring was shaken and deformed. It fell down with a bang.
The original liquidaroma rushes out like a tsunami.
Bai Liu, who was standing closest to the door, was drenched from head to toe with the blood-like liquid, he lifted his wet eyelashes and walked into the room.
Leaking and collapsing cold pipe stock solution and blood splashed everywhere like carnival, glass shards on the ground were soaked in pink gas and translucent liquid, and there was even a sizzling purple light next to the switch. Blue currents were crawling and crackling along the pipes.
Among the chaos, the heart hung in the middle of the room, like a long-awaited ripe bright red fruit, making a "bang bang bang bang" reminder—reminding the heart that said it would take him away. That person, if you don't take it away, it will jump until it explodes.
So Bai Liu took a step forward, and he raised his head to pick off a fruit - a wet heart was beating in his palm, as if he was about to run away, Bai Liu lowered his eyelashes to observe the heart, and a drop of the original liquid flowed down on him eyelashes dripping on the heart.
The heart beats twice suddenly because of the drops of stock solution.
Bai Liu tightened his palms and clenched his heart tightly, and smiled.
——It turns out that holding Xieta's heart in his hand is such a feeling.
Very -- very wonderful.
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What does it look like to put a heart back into a person's chest?
Whether it was in reality or in the game, Tang Erda had never seen such a bizarre and unimaginable scene.
Not to mention the protagonist who executed the incident, Bai Liu always had a peculiar smile on his face that made Tang Er want to pull out his gun and arrest him immediately.
——As if the heart was dug out by himself.
The ribs are retracted, the heart is protected by the lung lobes, the pectoralis major muscle grows and closes along the attachment point, and finally the skin is perfectly covered—smooth, white, and healthy, as if nothing happened A body was lying on Bai Liu's face, the chest rose and fell slightly.
Its eyelashes quivered slightly.
"I'm going out." After Bai Liu assembled Tavel, Liu Jiayi took a few steps back as a precaution, "It's about to wake up, and it will have a great impact on me."
A group of people went out of the room in a well-trained manner like a man, and closed the door intimately, leaving space for Bai Liu, who was about to wake up Tavel.
Bai Liu bent his legs and leaned on the only remaining frame of the glass cabinet after it was shattered, opened the system panel at a rare place, and after spending money to turn on the mute service for his own small TV, he turned his head and stared straight at the door Looking at Tavel's face, he opened his mouth as if talking to himself:
"I know you're awake, Scheta."
Tavier's eyelashes trembled twice again, but they still didn't open.
Bai Liu propped his hands on both sides of Tavel, and he simply lowered his body and approached Tavel, his eyes still fell on Tavel's face, the two of them got closer and closer, and finally almost reached the tip of the nose the point.
"So you can put it on, can't you?" Bai Liu put one hand on Tavel's neck, slightly raised her lowered eyes towards Tavel's dull light-colored lips—— It was a pose for a kiss.
"Pretend that I'm going to do something excessive to you." Bai Liu said in a low voice.
A second before he was about to kiss, Tavel finally raised his hand to cover Bai Liu's approaching lips. He raised his eyes very shallowly, and the familiar silver-blue eyes of Bai Liu appeared in front of him again. With a very calm expression, he asked Bai Liu: "Didn't you ask me to do something to you when we met for the first time?"
"Is this too much?" Tavel sat up straight and approached Bai Liu.
Bai Liu pulled Tavel away instantly, turned his face, took two deep breaths before turning back, pretending to be calm and asked Tavel: "You really remember me, then the first time you saw me What are you waiting for?"
As soon as he realized that he liked to ask Xieta to kiss him when they met——Bai Liu pinched his palm calmly, maintaining his shameless shell of being unmoved.
In this world, is there any more embarrassing thing than you not remembering your good friend, and then pressing down on each other as if you were drunk when you met?
Yes, but you just made a perfect him.
Bai Liu tried her best to keep her gaze on Tavel's face.
Tavier looked up at him, as if he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong: "You don't remember me, so I introduced myself politely, and then I got to know you again."
"Then why did you pretend you weren't awake just now?" Bai Liu pretended to take off her protective clothing inadvertently and covered Tavel's lower/half/body, then her tone returned to normal, and she asked calmly, " What are you guilty of?"
Tavier was silent for a while, and replied seriously: "Although I don't know why, I feel that you are angry."
Bai Liupi put his hands on his chest with a smile, and squinted at Tavel: "Is there? Why don't I think so."
Tavier: "..."
"I'm sorry." Tavel quickly apologized.
Bai Liu just said that I'm really not angry, you don't need to apologize, Tavel leaned over, hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "Maybe you are really angry now, Although it is slightly inappropriate, I am really very happy,"
"You finally remembered me." Tavel said, "I thought you deliberately forgot me because of fear."
Bai Liu's shoulders couldn't help but slacken, and he asked lazily in a low voice: "So what do you have that I should be afraid of?"
"Everything - I can't get rid of it, my rotten right hand and tail, **** in the church as a blood-sucking prayer symbol, dismembered body, detached body, still beating heart." Tavel's voice There is a kind of clear texture like ice, but it seems to melt in Bai Liu's ears, becoming soft like water, "I'm glad that even if you don't remember me, you are not afraid of me."
"I love you very much."
Tavier buried his head deeply into Bai Liu's shoulder, he hugged him very hard, and his tone was very pious: "Every time I wake up, the first thing I see is you, sleeping is not scary anymore."
Bai Liu's pupils shrank slightly when Tavel said [I love you].
He opened his palm, slowly placed it on Tavel's shoulder, and gently hugged Tavel back.
Bai Liu is not used to such close movements, but Xieta is an exception. They have slept together for a long time, and they are so familiar that they can't distinguish each other. The little emotional connection between each other, pretending to be human existence in this world.
But it has been too long since the last time he was able to clearly recognize who the other party was. For Bai Liu, he lost all his memories. Stop the cycle of torture.
After leaving the other party, they were irrevocably made strange by the "long time" that separated them, and they could never find the familiarity they had before.
The [long time] is too deadly, even more terrifying than distance, time, and life, so terrible that since then, every time they meet again, they are even stranger than the first time they meet .
One party doesn't remember, one party indulges the other party's not remembering, and allows each other to be strangers—if the memories of Sieta's "passing away" are terrible for Bai Liu, Tavel is willing to only remember himself forever.
Even if every reunion had to start all over again, he didn't think it was a problem.
But the moment Bai Liu saw Scheta's silver-blue eyes, the past, like a bird returning to its cage, landed on Tavel's shoulder and wailed softly. That kind of cold, body temperature that Bai Liu is all too familiar with rests on his heart.
This monster that Bai Liu has been missing for a long time, was lying in the **** baptism tank with lonely and curled eyes, and the next moment, Bai Liu appeared in front of him, and Scheta quietly watched the sudden appearance without moving. Bai Liu's silver-blue eyes shone with dazzling moonlight.
The eyes are so light, so graceful, so beautiful, so unbelievable, it's like a **** coming to another god.
——And just now Tavel looked at him with such eyes.
Bai Liu opened and closed his lips, his voice was so soft that it was almost breathless:
"I... love you too."
Bai Liu closed his eyes, he allowed himself to immerse himself in the scent of roses on this guy that was about to stun him, and held the other's hand resignedly, with an obvious smile in his voice:
"From the moment I picked you up, I fell in love with you."