Chapter 162

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Tang Erda in the game opened his eyes.

Overwhelming rose petals swept from the sky, and a large field of bright and full-colored flowers filled to the horizon was blooming vigorously. The sky was as dark as the polar night, and the rose field walked in, and the background of the rural town stood out. Suddenly, a modern factory appeared out of place.

A huge brass still was placed at the entrance of the factory as a decoration, and a white-painted wooden sign was hung next to it, with the words [Dried Leaf Rose Factory] in both Chinese and English.

Tang Erda's breathing stagnated for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at the top of the factory - there was no one there, only some fresh roses were placed in the bean sprouts and basking in the moonlight, and the rose petals stretched under the moonlight The body, the juice brews in the rose-coloured fleshy petals with a maddeningly addictive aroma.

This is the Bai Liu who stood at the top and asked him【Rose, does it smell good? 】The factory.

In all the timelines, Tang Erda had never seen this third-level game.

He knew that rose dried leaf gas must have a solution in a certain game in the system, but no matter how frantically Tang Erda brushed the game, he had never brushed this game.

It was as if there was something that could block his access to this game, teasing him, so Tang Erda had already given up hope that he could play games related to rose dried leaf gas.

But this time, after Tang Erda was completely desperate, he actually chased Bai Liu into this game by accident.

[System prompt: Player Tang Erda sees the factory gate and triggers the main task of the game]

[System prompt: The player's identity is the lowest rose picking worker in the dried wild rose factory. You need to continue to work hard in the factory and be promoted to a top perfumer by virtue of your performance. After becoming a perfumer, the player can drive away The former factory director became the new factory director]

[When the perfume factory manager is born, the player who becomes the factory manager clears the level, and the game ends when the factory manager is born]

[Now please enter the factory and start working part-time today! 】

At the same time, Bai Liu, who was hiding behind the factory, depressedly confirmed her main task again. Liu Jiayi, who was drinking the antidote to heal herself, still had blood on her body, but her face looked better, and the muzzle of the gun on her body was no longer there. bleeding.

After Liu Jiayi confirmed her main task, she glanced at Bai Liu's unattractive face, turned around awkwardly and whispered: "...I told you not to enter the third-level game casually, I finally saved you Come back, you came to deliver it by yourself, and even made a face for me..."

Bai Liu cast a gloomy glance at Liu Jiayi: "It's not because of you, it's because of this mission."

"What's wrong with this mission? The death rate of the third-level game card is to limit the number of passers. I reminded you before I came in..." Liu Jiayi quickly entered the state of thinking, she put away the antidote bottle and frowned, "The death rate of the third-level game is 80 to 90%. There are six players in this game, and it is normal for only one to survive, but the third-level game is not without loopholes to exploit."

"However, this game is limited to only players who have become the factory manager. We saw it when we came in. There is only this rose dried leaf gas factory nearby, so the customs clearance conditions are stuck to some extent, so we can only go first. Look at it step by step, but it's understandable that you don't like the main task of the third-level game, the difficulty increases as the flexibility decreases..."

It's rare for Bai Liu to be absent, and his eyes are a little wandering: "...It's a part-time job again, why is it still working as a social animal after entering the game, I don't like being exploited..."

Liu Jiayi: "..."

You are lost because of this! ! !

Liu Jiayi expressionlessly climbed onto the decorative brass still and hit Bai Liu on the back of the head: "Troublemaker, cheer me up! First deal with your chasing captain, he will definitely chase after you!" You have entered the game, that person is very powerful, you better hurry up and find a way to let us pass the level 3 game!"

Bai Liu was slapped against the wall by Liu Jiayi and remained motionless.

Liu Jiayi: "..."

Liu Jiayi grabbed Bai Liu's head and pulled it out, roaring: "Don't pretend to be dead to escape from part-time job! If you bring me into this game, you must be responsible for taking me out! Give me the responsibility of a grown man, Bai Liu!!"

Bai Liu slowly turned her head from the wall, and looked at Liu Jiayi with a sleepy look: "Will someone give me money for working here?"

Liu Jiayi: "...Of course it's impossible, what are you thinking?"

"Oh." Bai Liu slowly buried her head back again, and said in a low voice, "Then I won't fight anymore, I was half-forced to make a bad deal for ten years, and now I'm required to work for nothing. I need blood back, I can't."

Bai Liu is exactly the expression of losing money after Grandet was forced to leave the inheritance to his son in the contemporary era and found out that he is not dead yet, and has no life to love - this obviously hasn't recovered from Lu Yizhan's ten-year hot pot transaction .

Liu Jiayi stepped on Bai Liu's shoulder, and pulled out the social animal who avoided working, cursing as she pulled it out: "Men can't just say that they can't do it!! Get up and work!"

After discovering that nothing could recover this social animal immersed in loss-making depression, Liu Jiayi had to resort to a killer move: "If you work part-time, I will pay you a hundred yuan an hour, is that okay? "

Bai Liu, who buried her head in the wall, turned her head without hesitation, stared straight at Liu Jiayi, and stretched out her hand to her, without any shyness: "The deal, pay first and then work."

Liu Jiayi: "..."

Damn, this kind of Bai Liu is waiting for her to pay, and calculating her feeling...

Is this man so stingy? ! The money of the eight-year-old girl also counts? !

Liu Jiayi was cursing in her heart, and on the surface she gave Bai Liu the money calmly, but Bai Liu Shi took the money, tidied her clothes, and returned to beating a worker like a dog: "Let's go, let's go to the factory first. Check program."

"Wait!" Liu Jiayi grabbed Bai Liu who was walking forward, and said in a helpless tone, "Are you listening to what I said to you? That Captain Tang chased you into the game, you just If you go to the factory to find an NPC to pick up tasks, you might run into him, his skill weapon gun is very powerful and can be used in real life, if you bump into him, he will definitely kill you without saying a word!"

Bai Liu took Liu Jiayi's hand, with a calm expression: "The moment he enters this game, he won't kill me."

Liu Jiayi was startled: "Why?"

""Rose Factory" is a game stage dedicated to Tang Erda and me by someone, of course, it may not be someone." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, his eyes were dim, "In this game called "Rose Factory", there must be It hides the secret that can save all those who are polluted by perfume, just like the reward item in the God-like Monster Book in "Loving Welfare Institute" can save children who are poisoned by blood ganoderma."

"And Tang Erda thought that the decryption core of the game that hides this secret was in my hands, and he thought that I knew how to clear the game, so he focused on this. Before the game was cleared, Tang Erda got it and he wanted it. He didn't have the heart to kill me before he got it."

"—The antidote to save the person he wanted to save is close at hand. I believe that this righteous Captain Tang should not have the crazy courage to bring more than a thousand people to die with me."

Bai Liu commented unhurriedly, with a teasing smile in her tone: "After all, in the eyes of Captain Tang, my life should be less precious than his Vice Captain Su."

He took Liu Jiayi's hand and walked beside the rose field in this rural town. After bypassing the distiller placed in the factory, he could see the double-opened iron gate.

There is a wooden plaque hanging on the main entrance, which reads - [Welcome to Rose Factory].

Bai Liu took Liu Jiayi's hand and walked in. After entering, there was a huge, open-air workplace. Fresh roses that had just been picked from the flower field were scattered everywhere on the ground. Someone was squatting on the ground and separating the stems of roses that were mixed into a pile. Leaves and petals, and sort these things into categories.

On both sides of the venue are huge copper stoves that are working, continuously emitting hot air and white steam. Beside the copper stove, someone is constantly using a steel shovel to stir the mixed rose petals inside, which looks like a party of joy. The scene of work is prosperous, but the appearance of these people who are working is a bit strange, and the working hours are not quite right, because it is obviously late at night now.

These people who are working are wearing black protective clothing, the wrists and necklines are tightened by elastic bandages, white numb gloves, black rubber boots, and black sandy hats. Handling roses is like a scientist or beekeeper dealing with viruses in a dangerous laboratory.

The moment Bai Liu led Liu Jiayi in, he was stopped by these people.

These workers handed Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi two sets of identical protective clothing that seemed to be tailor-made, raised their heads with a hoarse and cracked voice, and stared straight at the two uninvited guests, even with a certain amount of hatred and vigilance: " You must wear protective clothing when you enter this place, and you must not let the smell of your body pollute the smell of roses, understand you newcomer!"

At such a close distance, Bai Liu could clearly see that under the black veil, there were deep and huge cracks on the face of the person who handed him the veil, or the employee who was no longer human, and along the cracks appeared a A piece of black, rotten, warped flesh, as if a rose was blooming along the grain under his eyes.

And in the eyes of this worker looking straight at the white willow, there is a crimson rose with black edges that is about to wither - very similar to the one on his face.