Chapter 219

May Rose Day.

The open-air square of the rose factory was well-dressed and decorated with thorny rose canes and dried flowers. Among the employees who came and went, no one had a rose in their eyes, and they carried away the unnecessary perfume making equipment happily 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 before.

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 next to Bai Liu, her feet dangling, and she sighed, "——How many years have grown? The blood ganoderma, and now you came up with the ghost idea of ​​making blood ganoderma into a perfume spray, which can save a lot of people.”

"But it's not the first department." Tang Er 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 squatted down, 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, this is indeed the case." Bai Liu bent one leg half-bent, lazily resting her chin on her knee, "but dry-leaf rose and blood ganoderma are companion plants, □ □People who have been polluted by Ye Meigui, their blood has a miraculous effect on blood Ganoderma lucidum."

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

Facing the wind blowing from the flower field, Bai Liu squinted her eyes comfortably: "Didn't you find that when the blood ganoderma lucidum was growing, did it also absorb the rose essence? And it grew extraordinarily lush."

"The implication of the game is already obvious." Bai Liu turned his head, raised his jaw and raised his eyes to look at Tang Erda, "—just like Tavel, poison grows out of the desires of these people's hearts, but The antidote is also hidden 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:

"No matter whether it's good or bad, people always have to pay the price for their choices." Bai Liu turned around and looked at the dazed Tang Erda, smiling, "It's just that they don't have a choice, so I'll give them one more choice. For me, how the world develops is not something you or I can decide."

Bai Liu looked behind Tang Erda, who were running towards him happily: "——it was decided by those who made the choice besides you and me."

"Mr. Bai——!"

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

"——!! Slow down, Mr. Bai! Your injury hasn't 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 respectfully walked one step behind Bai Liu, guarding him carefully.

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

"——The people who come to the Rose Festival this time are not the top rich people, but they are developed by certain links in the production chain of dried leaf roses. They vigorously promote rose perfume in the world, and they will come here every year to take pictures. Two bottles of grand eau de toilette for myself—"

"So they're in the open square, and they're walking you past."

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 special perfumes?"

Bai Liu tidied up the shirts on her chest, tilted her head and smiled at Tang Erda inexplicably, and said in a casual tone, "—always give everyone the same choice, that's only fair."

The person in front led Bai Liu's factory around to the back of the square, opened the back door, and revealed a section of small steps to help Bai Liu step onto the stage. Excited, he bowed his head honoredly and pulled the opening cloth for Bai Liu:

"First of all, they will show you up ahead."

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, with the microphone standing upright by his mouth, and behind it 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, 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 to 2 cm in length on the wooden board, and introduced in an orderly manner:

"The one on the left of you 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 off and dried in the sun, and the sharp thorns on it still have strong vitality."

Bai Liu raised her eyes and looked around at the people in front of her: "I believe everyone is very curious about why I introduce a section of thorns here, and then I want to tell you its value-this small thorn can be relieved." The addictive effects of rosewater on the human body."

There was a sudden commotion on the ground, 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 discussion on the stage 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 have to endure the growth of the thorn in your body all the time. Painful, sucking blood makes you feel weak, and finally a well-fed antidote."

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

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

The people behind 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: "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 it was transformed by this group of pure blood, and these investors tortured themselves." .”

"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 raised her head and looked at the big fool speechlessly: "Didn't you see it?"

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.

The display table on the right is neatly stacked and piled up hills of premium perfumes. 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 the guests. This time, I made the perfume myself, and it is a very high-concentration special-grade perfume."

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 will you choose to auction?"

The frenzied auction sounded one after another.

Some people swallowed 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, Bai Liu slowly opened his eyelids, and saw some struggling human beings on the ground. Moving away from the beautiful scenery, he looked at Tang Erda who was standing at the gate of the factory, holding a gun and panting vigorously.

Killing a monster can't make Tang Er gasp. What really irritated him was the people on the ground who rolled in pain because of the growth of thorns, or those people who were addicted to perfume.

Ten minutes ago, these people were a group of well-dressed, clean-eyed, symbols of the top of the world—and ten 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 onto the stage, walked in front of Tang Erda without haste in the bloody 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, without saying a word, he took out his gun to clean up the monsters he created for Bai Liu.

In other words, 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 seen a pile of monster's remains in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to tell that the two guys, Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi, had passed here—this scene was so warm.

Tang Er stared blankly for a moment, and when he didn't pay attention, he let a monster slip out behind him and ran towards Bai Liu's side. 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 instantly understood Tang Erda's meaning, and he turned his head to look at Tang Erda with great interest, so that Tang Erda couldn't help feeling 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. There is a team member named Clown."

"But your hatred is mainly focused on me." Bai Liu smiled half-smile, "You 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 why you think I'm forgiving the clown, I hate him too."

"But it's not the same as the hatred for me. Your hatred for the clown is the hatred for the criminal, and the hatred for me is the hatred for the principal criminal. The relationship between the primary and the secondary in your hatred is very clear." Bai Liu thoughtfully. He rubbed his chin nervously, "—you are not an unjust person, but there is something that makes you subconsciously feel that he does not need to be punished so harshly, 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 is very repulsive to other people in the wandering circus."

"During... an event where we tried 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 Injure Mu Sicheng, then throw Mu Sicheng to us and let us kill him."

"After research and psychological observation, we found that he doesn't have a sense of gang with other people in the wandering circus, but has a strong hostility, and this hostility comes from these people sharing you." Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu, "—he is your clown alone."

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 one is the high-intensity domestication that started when he was young. 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 fourteen years old when he first met you, and you were 21 years old at the time."

"In the second year, his father went to China, and at the same time you contacted him in reality, and assisted him in winning his father's inheritance - a huge smuggling chain, including many things, such as arms."

"He worships you crazily, regards you as a slave, and 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 calls you other names. We guess that after his father went away, you are very likely to be for his god father— — that is, the godfather."

"I'm already 24 now..." Bai Liu said softly, "If this clown is alive, he should—"

Tang Er gave Bai Liu a complicated look: "The day before you entered the game "Rose Factory" was his seventeenth birthday, and Bai Liu in other timelines would hold a very huge birthday for him every year. meeting."

"You dote on him."

———————

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 save, and they will breathe a sigh of relief when they see a small TV that goes out. .

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

A large number of strange small TVs poured into the ordinary area, and the bewildered viewers seemed to realize what was going on. They went to the forum to see what was going on, and after they understood what was going on, they flocked to the no man's land to watch lively.

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

Most of these players are newcomers, they vented and cried a lot, and then wandered around the exit like ghosts in a daze.

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

At this time, the surrounding people looked at them in amazement, and their small voices 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 a long time, a man came forward with tears on his face and asked these old playboys: "Excuse me, did Comrade Bai Liu save us just now?"

"...It can't be said that he saved you." The character of this joker is also very complicated, "But it's not because of him, you definitely can't get out."

This man seemed to have found a backbone with great difficulty, his eyes were amazingly bright: ", Where can I find him?"

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