I'm a god in the infinite game

May Rose Day.

The open-air square of the rose factory was dressed up and decorated with thorny rose vines and dried flowers. Among the employees who came and went, no one saw roses in their eyes, and happily carried unwanted perfume making equipment and threw them out.

Bai Liu sat beside the withered flower field with a pale face, he hadn't recovered from the sacrificial ceremony that sucked a lot of his blood.

Liu Jiayi and Tang Er stood behind Bai Liu, one on the left and the other on the right.

"I didn't expect you to be so self-sacrificing and put yourself in." Liu Jiayi bent down and sat down next to Bai Liu, her feet swaying, and she sighed, "—so many growths have grown. Blood Ganoderma lucidum, and now you have come up with the idea of ​​making blood Ganoderma lucidum into a perfume spray, which can save a lot of people.”

"But not all of them." Tang Erda interrupted Liu Jiayi's words forcefully.

Liu Jiayi rolled her eyes, and just about to speak back, Bai Liu spoke with a smile, his eyes looked far away: "I have already given them the method, they chose [poison] by themselves, and want to leave There is always a price to pay for returning to the [antidote] path.”

"Are you going to let them grow blood ganoderma by themselves?" Tang Erda quickly understood Bai Liu's implication. He knelt down and frowned and retorted, "But the cultivation method of blood ganoderma is too dangerous, and it needs the blood of special children..."

"If there is no dry-leaf rose, it is true." Bailiu bent one leg half-bent, and lazily rested his chin on his knee, "but dry-leaf rose and blood ganoderma are companion plants, which are replaced by dry-leaf rose People who have been polluted, their blood has a miraculous effect on blood ganoderma."

Tang Erda asked back, "How do you know?"

Facing the wind blowing from the flower field, Bai Liu narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Didn't you find that when the blood ganoderma was growing, it even absorbed the rose essence? And it grew very lushly."

"The implication of the game is already obvious." Bai Liu turned his head, raised his jaw and looked up at Tang Erda, "—just like Tavel, the poison grows from the desire of these people's hearts, but the antidote also in their own bodies."

"It's just to see how they choose." Bai Liu turned his head away again, and said flatly, "——to see if they have the courage to endure the path of [antidote] that wraps thorns around their bones, pierces their hearts, and saves themselves."

Bai Liu stood up supported by Liu Jiayi, and he patted the mud and grass clippings on his trouser legs:

"Whether good or bad, people always have to pay for their choices." Bai Liu turned around and looked at Tang Erda who was stunned, smiling, "It's just that they never had to choose, and I gave them an extra choice. Say, how the world develops is not something you or I can decide."

Bai Liu looked behind Tang Erda, those people who were running towards him happily: "——It's decided by those who make choices besides you and me."

"Mr. Bai——!"

"Mr. Bai—we've finished the display stand for the May Rose Festival!"

"——!! Go slowly, Mr. Bai! Your injuries haven't fully recovered yet!"

These people witnessed the tragic scene of Bai Liu's bloodletting to save them, and now they can't wait to praise Bai Liu to the top of their hearts. Bai Liu would make a fuss for a long time when he walked and swayed, and walked respectfully one step behind Bai Liu, guarding him carefully.

"The May Rose Festival was held according to your instructions. We destroyed all the perfumes in the rose factory, leaving only the premium perfumes that will be auctioned at the Rose Festival."

"——The people who come to the Rose Festival this time are all top rich people, all of whom made their fortunes from certain links in the production chain of dried leaf roses. They vigorously promote rose perfumes around the world. Every year they come to take pictures of one or two bottles of premium perfumes. for your own enjoyment-"

"Now they are all waiting in the square, waiting for you to pass."

This is another point Tang Erda couldn't understand about Bai Liu. He walked up to Bai Liu's side: "You have already destroyed most of the roses and perfume, why do you keep these premium perfumes?"

Bai Liu tidied up the shirt on her chest, tilted her head and smiled at Tang Erda with an inexplicable smile, her tone was loose: "—it's only fair to always give everyone the same choice."

The person in front led Bai Liu from the inside of the factory to the back of the square, opened the back door, and revealed a small step to help Bai Liu step onto the stage. Excited, he lowered his head honorably to pull the opening cloth for Bai Liu:

"Sir, they are waiting for you to appear on the front."

Bai Liu stepped up the steps without hesitation, and the sun shone on his almost transparent face due to excessive blood loss.

In front of him was a small wooden speech platform tailor-made for him, the microphone stood upright by his mouth, and below were a group of richly dressed dignitaries who were almost impatient.

Bai Liu smiled. He lowered his eyes and approached the microphone, and his hoarse voice spread through the loudspeaker in the open square:

"It's been a long time, my dear guests."

"I am the new agent of Rose Factory, Bai Liu."

After making a brief self-introduction, Bai Liu waved his hand to the left. He politely pointed to a pile of blood ganoderma mother strips that were cut into 1 to 2 cm lengths on the wooden board, and introduced in an orderly manner:

"The one on your left is a new product we just developed. It can also be said to be a by-product of rose perfume. Its fresh branches are cut and dried, and the spikes on it still retain their vitality."

Bai Liu raised her eyes and looked around the people below: "I believe everyone must be curious about why I introduced a section of thorns like this, and then I will tell you its value - this small thorn can relieve the effect of rose perfume on the human body." Addictive effects."

There was a sudden commotion below, and after a brief discussion, a person sitting in the front row raised his hand and said sternly: "Attorney, I am willing to pay for the patent of this thorn, you cannot promote it on a large scale!"

"Yes, yes! If this thing is promoted on a large scale, the perfume will not be sold..."

"I just controlled a high-ranking official with perfume, and I can be promoted through this..."

"You don't have to worry so much." Bai Liu interrupted the audience's discussion with a smile, "If you want to use this thorn, the side effects are also very strong - it needs to be swallowed, and then you must endure the pain of the thorn growing in your body all the time. Blood makes you feel weak, and finally a full-fledged antidote."

"And only because this thorn has the requirement of pure blood, just like an organ transplant, only one's own blood can produce the medicine to detoxify oneself."

"So everyone who comes to buy thorn detoxification must be prepared to die of pain."

The people below fell silent again.

Liu Jiayi stood behind the scenes and lifted a small piece of cloth to look at Bai Liu on the stage, and couldn't help but be speechless: "This guy Bai Liu is really wicked."

Although she was scolding Bai Liu, Liu Jiayi had an obvious smile on her face: "It is obviously the blood ganoderma lucidum used by investors to exploit children, but this guy turned it into self-torture for these investors by relying on the purity of blood. "

"The thorns, Bai Liu actually thought of using thorns to grow in the human body." Liu Jiayi sighed again and again, "He is really a genius who tortures people."

"What exactly is he going to do?" Tang Erda couldn't understand more and more.

Liu Jiayi looked up at the big fool speechlessly: "Haven't you seen it yet?"

Tang Er frowned and thought deeply: "... What do you see?"

Liu Jiayi put her eyes close to the seam behind the curtain, with a wicked smile on her face: "He is passing on the choice that the people behind the scenes asked him to make to other people—"

"—he's letting these people make their own choices."

Bai Liu waved again, this time he waved to the right.

On the display table on the right are premium perfumes stacked neatly and piled up like hills. The beautiful diamond-shaped perfume glass bottles shine extremely brightly in the sun, and the light pink liquid flowing inside is even more beautiful like a dream.

"Of course, as usual, we have prepared special-grade perfumes for auction for all guests. This time, the perfumes are made by me personally, and they are very high-concentration special-grade perfumes."

Bai Liu pointed to the left and right at the same time, and then said with a smile: "The antidote or the poison, which one do you choose to auction?"

The frenzied auction sounded one after another.

Some people swallowed the thorns, some breathed in the dark fragrance, and they quickly turned into various grotesque objects on the ground of the open-air square. The thorns pierced their hearts and spines, and the roses burned their reason and pain.

Some people began to turn into monsters uncontrollably.

When the first person who turned into a monster screamed and rushed towards Bai Liu who was standing motionless on the stage, a silver bullet shot into the monster's forehead from behind. He moved up and looked at Tang Erda who was standing at the gate of the factory, holding a gun and panting vigorously.

Killing a monster couldn't make Tang Er pant like this. What really irritated him was the people on the ground who were rolling in pain from growing thorns, or who were addicted to perfume.

These people were a group of well-dressed, clean-eyed, symbols of the top of the world 10 minutes ago-and 10 minutes later, they were lingering without dignity in front of Bai Liu.

And Bai Liu didn't even force them to do anything.

Tang Er looked distractedly at Bai Liu on the stage. He opened his mouth, wanting to say that you could have saved them, but also wanted to say that if it was for punishment, you could simply kill them——

—You are torturing them, why?

Bai Liu seemed to understand his eyes, and he smiled subtly: "This is not considered torture. They know the consequences of their choices. I have already told them to be careful of roses, whether it is thorns or flowers."

"I just let them choose and pay for the choice - it's a give-and-take deal."

Bai Liu stepped off the stage, walked in front of Tang Erda at a leisurely pace in the bloody and messy background, then raised his head to look at him, there were no roses or light in his dark eyes:

"—It's like someone did to me, to Tavel."

Bai Liu casually patted Tang Erda's shoulder, brushed past him and walked out of the square without looking back: "Clean it up for me."

Tang Erda stood there silently, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word and took out his gun to clean up the monsters he created for Bai Liu.

Or rather, these monsters choose to be monsters themselves.

After experiencing such a bloody scene, Bai Liu actually started to walk beside the flower field that Tang Erda was facing - he seemed to like this withered flower field very much.

Liu Jiayi followed at his feet, chattering backwards with her hands behind her back, not knowing what she was talking about, Bai Liu would bend her eyes and smile from time to time.

If Tang Erda hadn't been surrounded by a pile of monster's remains, he wouldn't have been able to tell that Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi had passed through here - this scene was so warm.

Tang Er was dazed for a moment, and when he didn't pay attention, he let a monster slip out from behind him and ran towards Bai Liu. He quickly ran up and shot the monster.

Bai Liuyun raised her eyes lightly and glanced at Tang Er: "Have you finished cleaning?"

"It's over." Tang Er squeezed the gun in his hand, let out a breath, and said without thinking, "You don't have to do this."

"Torture people?" Bai Liu understood Tang Erda's meaning in an instant, and he turned his head to look at Tang Erda with great interest, the look in his eyes made Tang Erda feel chills on the back of his neck.

Bai Liu asked: "Actually, I have a very curious point, which is also about torturing people. I saw in the mirror that I am not the only one who likes to torture people, and there is also a team member named clown."

"But your hatred is mainly concentrated on me." Bai Liu smiled half-smile, "You also did something too much, but you have an inexplicable forgiveness for the clown-you don't seem to hate him that much, why?"

Tang Erda squeezed the gun in his hand and said hoarsely: "I don't know where you think I'm forgiving the clown, and I hate him too."

"But it's different from your hatred for me. Your hatred for the clown is your hatred for your accessory, and your hatred for me is your hatred for your principal offender. There is a clear primary and secondary relationship in your hatred." Bai Liu stroked thoughtfully. Touching his chin, "—you are not an unjust person, but something subconsciously makes you feel that he doesn't need to be punished so severely, and this kind of thing is in line with judicial procedures—"

"—you feel that I am in a position of absolute control, inducing him to commit a crime—"

Tang Erda couldn't help stabbing Bai Liu: "You are inducing everyone to commit a crime—"

"This clown—" Bai Liu looked straight at Tang Erda, "—does he have some kind of special relationship with me?"

Tang Erda just wanted to say that they didn't find anything, but when Bai Liu reminded him, his brows frowned, and he began to think: "...we have guessed."

"Because the clown has the strongest following relationship with you, he only obeys you, and he is very repulsive to other people in the wandering circus."

"During... an event where we were trying to capture you." Tang Erda seemed to have thought of something bad, he took two deep breaths to calm down, "During the battle, he even shot suddenly Hurt Mu Sicheng, then throw Mu Sicheng to us and let us kill him."

"After research and psychological profiling, we found that he has no gang feeling towards other people in the wandering circus, and he has a strong hostility, and this hostility comes from these people sharing you." Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu , "—he is your own clown."

Bai Liu raised her eyebrows: "The formation of such an overly loyal psychological relationship requires a long-term cultivation."

"It's domestication!" Tang Erda seriously corrected Bai Liu's words.

Bai Liu accepted Tang Erda's correction graciously: "And it must have been a high-intensity domestication from adolescence. I probably know why you have filters for him—how old is the clown?"

Tang Er beat him up: "We guess that he was only 14 years old when he first met you, and you were 21 years old at that time."

"In the second year, his father passed away, and at the same time, you contacted him in reality and assisted him in winning his father's inheritance—a huge smuggling chain that included many things, such as arms. "

"He worships you crazily, regards you as a god, claims to be your only believer, and is the first member of your circus."

Tang Erda raised his head: "The clown calls you King most of the time, but a few times he called you other names. We guess that after his father passed away, you are very likely to become his Godfather—— It's the godfather."

"Now I'm 24..." Bai Liu said softly, "If this clown is still alive, then he should—"

Tang Erda gave Bai Liu a complicated look: "The day before you entered the game "Rose Factory" was his 17th birthday, and Bai Liu in other timelines will hold a very huge birthday party for him every year."

"You dote on him."

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No man's land.

There are small TVs that go out constantly and leave here. Members carefully explore the uninhabited land, surround the towering TV mountain, keep charging in their hands, like and bookmark, and they will breathe a sigh of relief when they see a small TV go out .

Some members ran back and forth in different districts, broadcasting news about whether the small TV that just left was Bailiu.

A large number of small TVs of unfamiliar players poured into the common area, and the bewildered viewers seemed to realize what was going on. They looked at the forum and after understanding what happened, they flocked to the no-man's land to watch the excitement.

At the same time, some uninhabited land players who have received funding have successfully cleared the level, and the flow of people logging out of the exit has gradually increased—these players, who have been struggling alone in the game for an unknown amount of time, began to collapse as soon as they left the game. Lie on the ground and wept loudly.

Most of these players are newcomers. They let out a loud cry, and then wandered around the exit like ghosts in a daze.

They have been drained of emotion and motivation by the game, don't know what to do, don't know where to go, and now they are just corpse-like bodies.

At this time, the people around them looked at them in amazement and their whispers attracted their attention:

"It really came out? Rescued so many people?"

"Bai Liu's battles are getting bigger and bigger every time..."

"Damn it, I really don't understand the game of rich people! It's too outrageous to clean up no-man's land for Bai Liu!"

These people seemed to realize that they were talking about them. After waiting for a long time, a man came up to these old players with tears on his face: "Excuse me, did Comrade Bai Liu save us just now?"

"...It can't be said that he saved you." The player's expression was also very complicated, "But it's not because of him, you will definitely not be able to get out."

This man seemed to have finally found a backbone, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "Then, where can I find him?"

The man sighed: "No man's land, where you came out from."

The author has something to say:

Here comes the real son!

Xiao Ke is about to meet the enemy of his life (not

My friend: What kind of wandering circus is your name? It’s called the Happy Family. Is the scene that will be staged soon called two children’s father debate (referring to distinguishing which Bai Liu is his father?

Me: You laugh at me to death! ! !