I'm a god in the infinite game

Wang Shun moved his chair back a little, and opened a certain distance between his heart and the tip of the civilized staff, before opening his mouth carefully: "...I saw a fragmented poem that was pieced together."

"Scattered poems?" Charles raised his brows indistinctly. "This is not like the prophecy style of this concise [Judge against God], so what? What kind of poem is it?"

Wang Shun took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said:

"The evil god boasts that men will wander in his shadow,

The man in the shadow is 14 years old,

So the evil god bestowed the person with a spine, a heart, and a divine emblem,

Boasting that this man will be its only believer,

The man in the shadow is 24 years old,

Then the evil god fell in the snow field, and the souls of believers drifted in the deep sea,

The spine, the heart, the emblem of the gods are all broken,

evil god change,

The man in the shadow is 30 years old,

He was wandering, wandering, the clown squatted in front of him, laughingly asked the man in the shadow where he was,

The man in the shadow said that when the sun disappears for three quarters, an old man will come to find me, who was frozen,

The clown said, if you are already dead, I will crush your soul and let you fall into the snow with the gods,

The man in the shadow is 41 years old,

God dies but he lives, and lives forever because of evil. "

After finishing speaking, Wang Shun swallowed his saliva, and looked at Charles nervously: "You can use a scale to test me, I am not talking nonsense, I may not remember some places very clearly, but this is indeed what I did in [Inverse] God’s Judge] saw it there.”

"I don't doubt that." Charles withdrew his civilized staff and glanced at Wang Shun, "I doubt that the prophecy you said was about the white willow. This kind of ambiguous poetry can be interpreted from various angles, and I can also say that The poem is about someone else."

"You said that the prophecy was about Bai Liu. Is there any other evidence?"

Wang Shun remained silent for a long time, then let out a long breath helplessly: "...no more."

"So you actually don't know whether this prophecy is about Bailiu, right?" Charles sat down on the desk lightly, and idly raised his legs, "That is to say, just now you just persuaded me to invest in Bailiu. Lie 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 smile, "But I really like your lie just now - it sounds like it can fool a lot of ignorant and impulsive gamblers into placing bets on Bai Liu, and it is a lie that is quite valuable to gamblers."

Wang Shun looked at Charles in astonishment.

"I've invested in Bailiu." Charles took back his civilization staff without haste, pulled it down, and handed it to Wang Shun, who was still enlightened, into a bouquet of lush roses.

Wang Shun took it in a daze: "Then, President Charles, what are we going to do now?"

Charles jumped off the table: "Now?"

He straightened his clothes, and smiled brightly: "Of course it's dressed up to welcome Mr. Dark Horse, who is running to the finish line in the rose field."

As he said that, Charles turned around and looked at Wang Shun who was sitting on the chair, shook his head dissatisfied, and pulled out the civilized stick that had just turned into a rose from his chest, and stroked it down. The stick was about one meter long. His Civilization Staff instantly turned into a wooden stick with a size of only [-] centimeters—it looked a bit like a magic wand.

"As the spokesperson and oracle of the future White Willow team, you look a little too simple, Mr. Know-it-all." Charles tapped Wang Shun's plaid shirt and jeans with his magic wand in distaste—a typical programmer's attire .

"It's very difficult to look like that to convince people that you're from a championship team."

Wang Shun hadn't realized it yet: "—what kind of propaganda spokesperson and oracle disseminator?"

"To put it simply, he is a tool to trick others into betting 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: "He has a good figure."

"——Why can you change my appearance settings at will—?!" Wang Shun was stunned, and he didn't dare to remove his hand covering the important parts.

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 suspenders, all covered in mousse. Back-swept hair, and brown leather shoes that just exposed five centimeters of white cotton socks.

"This set is for your reference—my taste is more retro, I hope you like it." Charles put away his wooden staff, and motioned for Wang Shun, who was dizzy, to follow, "Now go and create momentum for our new team."

Wang Shun hurriedly followed——Charles didn't know how to choose the clothes for him, but just glanced at the size of the suit and it was just right. This also made Wang Shun, who was used to loose clothes, a little bit inconvenient. He asked while chasing: "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 [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."

"Is it the [Shield] of your guild?" Charles pondered for a second or two, "Then Bai Liu probably will not escape the fate of falling into the [No Man's Land]."

Wang Shun's expression turned pale in an instant: "President Charles, can't even you do anything?"

"But I don't think falling into [No Man's Land] is a bad thing." Charles had 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 hundred people."

"It's not unreasonable for a championship team to have only this number of guilds." Charles casually stroked the ruby ​​on the top of his civilization staff with his index finger, "Mr. Know-it-all, maybe I know the history of the ten guilds here better than you—" —Falling into [No Man’s Land] may be an opportunity to establish a grand guild, remember the Heavenly 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 thought of something, and suddenly looked at Charles with a horrified expression: "President, you don't mean to think—but it will cost too much money! At least tens of millions of points!"

"I'm not short of money, I'm the richest player in this game." Charles looked up at Wang Shun, the smile on his face deepened, "I enjoy the thrill of gambling-and what gambling is better than the system? Is the annual league here more interesting?"

"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 the investment as an early horse betting is not much." Charles said lightly.

Tens of millions of points... Wang Shun followed Charles dizzily.

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in-game.

The refugees followed behind Bai Liu and walked to the inside of the rose factory.

They got stuck at the door of the room that looked like Heresy 0001, which was also the passage to the internal processing point of the rose factory.

In fact, with Tang Erda's force value, it is not impossible to directly break through violently, 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 It still stopped at the door and did not continue to clean inside.

But the key to this door is on the body of the factory worker hiding inside, and there is no way to open it without forcing a breakthrough.

Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu: "How to 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, Tavier's heart reacted violently to Bai Liu's poured perfume stock solution, but every single drop shook the suspended glass cabinet, and now Bai Liu poured down the whole bottle——

——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 panic-stricken 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!!"

"Whoa-"

After the crisp sound of glass shattering, amidst the hustle and bustle, Bai Liu closed his eyes, held his breath and pressed against the cold iron door——

—He heard a heart beating violently.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

It was the same as Bai Liu's heartbeat now.

The light pink rose liquid seeped out from the crack of the door. The door seemed to be overwhelmed by the excess liquid and gas gushing out, and began to bulge and deform outwardly. .

The original liquid and aroma rushed 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 looked into the room.

Leaking and collapsing cooling pipes are splashing like blood, and the glass shards on the ground are soaked in the pink gas and translucent liquid. You can even see the whistling purple-blue current along the edge of the electric switch. Climbing around with pipes, crackling.

In 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 person who said he was going to take it away, If you don't take it off, it will jump until it explodes.

So Bai Liu took a step forward, he raised his head and picked the fruit - the wet heart was beating in his palm, as if he was about to run away at any moment, Bai Liu lowered his eyelashes to observe the heart, a drop of stock solution dripped down his eyelashes on the heart.

The heart beats twice suddenly because of this drop of stock solution.

Bai Liu tightened her palms to hold the heart tightly, and smiled.

——It turned out that holding Scheta's heart in his hands was like this.

Very -- very wonderful.

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What does it look like to put a heart back into a person's chest?

Whether in reality or in the game, Tang Erda has never seen such a bizarre and unimaginable scene.

Not to mention the executive protagonist of this matter, Bai Liu always had a peculiar smile on his face that made Tang Erda want to pull out his gun and arrest him immediately.

——As if this heart was dug out by himself.

The ribs retract, 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, like a body that has never happened. In front of Bai Liu, her chest rose and fell slightly.

Its eyelashes quivered slightly.

"Let's go out." After Bai Liu assembled Tavel, Liu Jiayi took a few steps back preventively, "It is about to wake up, and it will have a greater impact on us."

A group of people exited the room in a well-trained manner as when they came, and closed the door intimately, leaving space for Bai Liu and Tavel who was about to wake up.

Bai Liu bent his legs and leaned on the only frame left after the shattered glass cabinet, opened the system panel in a rare place, and after spending money to turn on the mute service for his small TV, he turned his head and looked directly at Tavel's face , opened his mouth as if talking to himself:

"I know you're awake, Scheta."

Tavel's eyelashes trembled twice again, but they still didn't open.

Bai Liu propped his hands on both sides of Tavel, he simply leaned down and approached Tavel, his eyes still fell on Tavel's face, the two of them got closer and closer, and finally almost reached the point where the tip of the nose was touching the tip of the nose.

"You can pretend like this, can't you?" Bai Liu put one hand on the back of Tavier's neck, raised her hand slightly, and at the same time lowered her eyes to look at Tavier's dull, light-colored lips—it was a person who wanted to kiss pose.

"If you pretend again, I'm going to do even worse things to you." Bai Liu said in a low voice.

One second before he was about to kiss, Tavel finally raised his hand to cover Bai Liu's approaching lips. He raised his eyes shallowly, and those silver-blue eyes that Bai Liu was familiar with appeared in front of him again, and he asked back with a very calm expression Bai Liu: "Didn't you ask me to do this to you the first time we met again?"

"Is this too much?" Tavel sat up straight and approached Bai Liu.

Bai Liu distanced himself from Tavel in an instant. He turned his face and took two deep breaths before turning back and pretending to be calm. He asked Tavel, "You really remember me, so what did you pretend to be when you first saw me?"

Thinking of asking Xieta to kiss him as soon as he met——Bai Liu pinched his own palm calmly, maintaining his shameless shell of being unmoved.

Is there anything more embarrassing in this world than when you don't remember your best friend, and then press the other person to boo with you as if you were drunk?

Yes, you just put together a naked him.

Bai Liu tried her best to keep her gaze on Tavel's face.

Tavel 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 we got to know each other again."

"Then why were you pretending you weren't awake just now?" Bai Liu pretended to take off her protective clothing inadvertently and covered Tavel's lower body, then her tone returned to normal, and she asked calmly, "Why are you guilty?"

Tavel 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 non-smiling smile, and glanced at Tavel sideways: "Is there? Why don't I think so."

Tavel: "..."

"I'm sorry." Tavel quickly apologized.

Bai Liu just wanted to say that I'm really not angry, you don't need to apologize, Tavel leaned forward, hugged him, and said softly in his ear: "Maybe you are really angry now, although it is a little out of date , but I'm really, really happy,"

"You finally remembered me." Tavel said, "I thought you deliberately forgot me because of fear."

Bai Liu's shoulders couldn't help loosening, and he asked lazily in a low voice: "So what do you have that I'm afraid of?"

"Everything - I can't die, my rotten right hand and tail, tied up in the church as a blood-sucking prayer symbol, my dismembered body and my beating heart after being separated." Tavel's voice was icy It has a clear texture like water, but it seems to melt in Bai Liu's ears, becoming as soft as water, "I'm glad that even if you don't remember me, you are not afraid of me."

"I miss you."

Tavel 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, deep sleep is not scary anymore."

Bai Liu's pupils shrank slightly when Tavel said "I miss you very much".

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 Scheta is an exception. They have slept together for a long time, and they are so familiar that they can't distinguish each other. A tenuous emotional connection, masquerading as human existence in this world.

But it has been too long since the last time they could clearly recognize who each other is. For Bai Liu, it was ten years of losing all memory, and for Tavel, it was countless reincarnations that could not stop the torture. .

After leaving each other, they became unchangeably strange by the "long time" that separated them, and they could never regain the sense of familiarity at that time.

These [long time] are too deadly, even more terrifying than distance, time, life and death, so terrible that since then, every time they meet again, they are even stranger than the first time they met.

One party doesn't remember, one party indulges the other party's not remembering, and allows each other to be strangers—if those memories of Sieta's "death" are terrible for Bai Liu, Tavel is willing to be the only one who remembers forever.

Even if he had to start all over again every time they reunited, he didn't think it was a problem.

But the moment Bai Liu saw Xieta's silver-blue eyes, the past, like a bird returning to its cage, landed on Tavel's shoulder and wailed softly. Yes, Bai Liu's all-too-familiar body temperature leaned against his heart.

This monster that Bai Liu has been missing for a long time, his eyes were lonely and curled up when he was lying in the bloody baptism tank, and the next moment, Bai Liu appeared in front of him, Scheta quietly watched the sudden appearance of Bai Liu, with silver blue eyes The dazzling moonlight sprinkled inside.

Those eyes are extremely light, ethereal, beautiful, and unbelievable, like a god seeing another god descending.

——And just now Tavel looked at him with such eyes.

Bai Liu opened and closed her lips, her voice was so soft that it was almost breathless:

"I miss 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, but there was an obvious smile in his voice:

"From the moment I thought of you, I began to miss you."

The author has something to say:

The first sentence of the prophecy is adapted from a line in a sonnet by Shakespeare, the original sentence is "If death boasted that you wandered in his shadow", please don't write these words randomly, I didn't write them ! !If you make a mistake, we will all be ashamed together!thanks, thanks!

Those who are interested can read the original poem, it is really beautifully written!