Chapter 77

While Bai Liu was meditating with his own doll, the teacher had already gone to call the remaining five children over.

The five remaining children in the children's welfare home stood in a row cramped and numb. None of them dared to look up at Mu Ke. Their eyes seemed to grow on their toes. Lame, some with crooked spines, more or less disabled, like a group of cubs that haven't come out of the nest, the five children are pushing and sticking together.

They are like cheap goods under the scrutiny of others, knowing that they are not worth a lot of money, so they appear humble and shy and reticent.

Bai Liu frowned as soon as he got close to these children. The mushroom smell on these children was even stronger than what he smelled from the corpses in the hospital.

Unable to bear it, Mu Ke directly waved his hand on his nose: "Are you guys eating mushrooms every now and then? Why does it taste so big?"

The teacher hugged the five children in embarrassment: "Actually, they don't eat much,"

Bai Liu's eyes swept over the teacher and the five children: "Did you eat a lot of mushrooms that day?"

The teacher was taken aback: "We and these five children all ate, and it's quite a lot."

"Are there any children who were poisoned who ate less? For example, those who only drank a mouthful of mushroom soup?" Bai Liu asked.

The teacher thought about it for a while, and then replied to Bai Liu affirmatively: "Yes, because some children like the mushroom taste and some children don't like it. Some only ate a small amount, but they were still poisoned."

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze, those who ate too much were not poisoned, and those who ate less were also poisoned. It seems that poisoning has nothing to do with the dose.

But why mushrooms...why are there mushrooms every time something happens in this orphanage?

And what are the conditions for this weird mushroom to poison people to death?

Lu Yizhan said that the blood tests and various results of the surviving children in the Children's Welfare Institute were not obviously abnormal. Like Liu Jiayi, they only had a little mild anemia.

These five surviving children and Liu Jiayi who survived from the hospital have only one thing in common - that is, they all have congenital genetic defects. Liu Jiayi is blind, and these five children also have various disabilities.

Bai Liu fell into deep thought.

The teacher continued to take Bai Liu and the others to visit the interior of the orphanage, and walked to a room full of various photos, trophies, and various children's paintings.

The teacher introduced to Bai Liu and the others sideways, "This is the exhibition hall of our orphanage."

This is an exhibition hall that no one has visited for a long time. Many trophies and certificates displayed on the cabinets are dusty. It can be seen that this is a well-developed children's welfare home. There are still many children hanging on the walls. The paintings and some awards, and the group photos of the annual June 1 show are also hung on the wall. The color of the photos has changed from distorted to clear. In the last photo, there are more than forty children with cute smiles, but only five survived. , the five children were following behind the teacher with numb expressions.

This feeling that most of the things on display come from dead people gives this exhibition room a lingering sense of melancholy.

After Bai Liu roughly glanced at the whole picture, he seemed to have discovered something, and looked at the teacher: "Can I take down the photos and some paintings?"

Originally, these things should not be moved easily, but now that the children's welfare home has become like this, and there is no such thing as being so particular, the teacher nodded in agreement.

Mu Ke watched curiously as Bai Liu took down some children's paintings hanging on the wall and put them on the ground for observation. He leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Bai Liu, did you find anything?"

"En." Bai Liu responded softly, without looking at Mu Ke, and was fiddling with those children's paintings.

Mu Ke followed Bai Liu's hand with his eyes. These children's paintings were quite good, and it felt that they were drawn by children with certain painting skills.

There are sketches of figures, still lifes, colored pencils and crayons, and simple black and white sketches. The style of painting is very different. Most of the paintings are very rich in color, saturated to the point where it makes people uncomfortable to look at. Things also seem illogical.

A little girl who looks too thin is sitting on a hospital bed with a white cloth over her eyes, a beautiful small fish with silver blue scales in a jar, and a broken wooden mirror on top of a charred and melted toy train .

The paintings look like they belong to this orphanage.

Mu Ke stared at it for a while and found something. He said in a little surprise: "These are all drawn by one person? They are all signed w."

Although the styles of these paintings taken by Bai Liu are very different, the [w] signed on each painting is a very peculiar cursive style written on both sides, and each painting is consistent.

Bai Liu was finally willing to give Mu Ke a look, his voice was low and soft, as if whispering: "This is my signature."

Mu Ke was surprised: "Your?! Why is your signature here?!"

Bai Liu didn't explain much, although Mu Ke wanted to know, but seeing that Bai Liu was not going to say anything, he shut up embarrassingly.

The initial letter [w] of white is the customary signature of Bailiu's paintings.

Bai Liu could tell at a glance that these things were his paintings, although compared with his current painting techniques, which are greener and immature, they were indeed his paintings.

The little girl with blindfolded eyes is obviously Liu Jiayi. The hospital gown is the same style as the one he saw in the hospital this morning. The beautiful silver-blue fish in the jar should refer to the first game "Cyber" Siren Town" Siren King, the broken mirror on the melted toy train is Bailiu's second game "Burst Last Train".

But these paintings were signed ten years ago, and Bai Liu ten years ago was not in this private orphanage at all, and it was impossible for Bai Liu ten years ago to know this information.

There is only one possibility. Ten years later, Bai Liu returned to ten years ago in some form, and then drew these things on these children's paintings, and left them in this private children's welfare home.

Ordinary people would definitely panic when encountering such unimaginable things, but it only made Bai Liu further sure that this children's orphanage must be a [official game copy] of a certain [real world].

The only reasonable explanation for these timeline confusions is the official plot progress time of this game dungeon. Judging from the signatures of these paintings left by him, it may not be now, but ten years ago.

Bai Liu's fingertips brushed over the inscriptions of these paintings, his gaze sank.

It is very likely that he will enter this game in the future, and leave some kind of trace in this [Children Welfare Institute Game Copy] ten years ago. With this [Official version of the game copy] loaded into the [Real World], put Bai Liu once left traces in the game and recorded it in the orphanage in the current timeline.

This is not a good thing.

The player's traces will always remain in a certain copy of the game. This usually happens only after the customs clearance fails, just like before Zhang Puppet's death was alienated into a scorched corpse monster and remained forever in the copy of "The Last Train Explosion". , the imprints left by these deaths and failures will become part of the game, as the copy is loaded into reality.

But this doomed ending didn't scare Bai Liu, he thought calmly.

At present, Bai Liu still has two doubts. His eyes slowly fell on the face of a boy in the corner of the first group photo of children in 200x.

This boy has no emotion at all on his face. When he squints at people, he has a feeling of being beaten by [you stupid mortals], and a feeling of loneliness that is out of place. He is fourteen years old. Sharp use of color exaggerated paintings.

This feeling of taking pictures, and this style of painting are indeed the look he liked to use when he was fourteen years old, and the pose he used to take when taking pictures.

Bai Liu didn't use this colorful painting style for a long time, because it was too ostentatious. After being blocked by his boss a few times, he criticized him for mental pollution. The market acceptance was not high. Bai Liu gave up this style decisively, and later never Not drawn.

These paintings and the [Bai Liu] photographed on them are indeed the style he used to when he was fourteen years old, and the strange thing is that the information revealed on these paintings is indeed only known to the twenty-four-year-old Bai Liu. The problem is - if he was in this game at the age of twenty-four, then Bai Liu was sure that he would not draw like this.

And if the setting of this game makes Bai Liu's memory go back to ten years ago in all aspects, then it is impossible for him to know the information that he only knows now.

This is a Bai Liu who has the memory of 24 years old, but has the style and personality of 14 years old. Logically speaking, Bai Liu thinks it is impossible, because memory is an important factor in determining a person's style and character. With only a few years of memory, he will definitely not be what he was ten years ago.

The 14-year-old and 24-year-old Bai Liu existed separately in the copy of the game [Children's Orphanage Ten Years Ago]. This was the first point of Bai Liu's doubts.

The second point of doubt is——Bai Liu looked at the figure sketch. It was a black and white figure sketch. A girl was sitting on a hospital bed with a doll in her arms, curled up and hugged her knees, and her eyes were covered. Wearing a white cloth, it is a very fine sketch of a character.

But Bai Liu clearly remembers that at the age of fourteen, he hated drawing sketches, because he liked things with strong colors at that time. At that time, Bai Liu was very repulsed by things with a relatively strong documentary style. He seldom drew sketches. I also draw still lifes for practice, and basically do not draw figures.

Why did the fourteen-year-old Bai Liu draw a sketch of a character he hated for Liu Jiayi? At that time, Liu Jiayi was not born at all, so there shouldn't be any traces.

Could it be that Liu Jiayi will also enter this dungeon?

But even if Liu Jiayi enters the game, she is still a newcomer. Normally, her first dungeon should be a single-player game. This dungeon is obviously a multiplayer dungeon, unless Liu Jiayi quickly cleared her first game and followed closely. After entering the multiplayer game where Bai Liu is, she will appear in the painting.

But Liu Huai, an old player with some experience, probably wouldn't allow his sister to be so aggressive.

So why is this kid here?

Bai Liu thoughtfully scanned the whole painting, and finally his eyes stopped on the doll held by Liu Jiayi in the face——

——The doll in the painting, with a white shirt and black trousers, was held by the little girl, smiling with her face turned towards the outside. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, but after staring at it for a while, Bai Liu realized something was wrong.

The doll's head was turned back too much, it didn't look like it was turned back, it looked like it had been turned a hundred and eighty degrees.

Bai Liu looked at the painting, fiddled with the coin hanging on his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly.