Chapter 214

Wang Shun moved the chair back a little, and kept his heart a certain distance from the tip of the civilized stick, before opening his mouth carefully: "...I found a fragmented poem that was pieced together."

"Scattered poems?" Charles raised his brows indistinctly, "It doesn't look like the prophetic style of a 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 fourteen 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 twenty-four years old,

However, the evil gods 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 shattered,

Cthulhu,

The man in the shadow is thirty years old,

He was wandering, wandering, the clown squatted in front of him, and asked the man in the shadow with a smile, where did he go?

The man in the shadow said that when the sun disappears for three quarters, there will be old people looking for me who was frozen,

The clown said, if you are already frozen, I would like to crush your soul and let you fall into the snow with the gods,

The man in the shadow is forty-one years old,

God is evil and he exists, because of evil he lives forever. "

After finishing speaking, Wang Shun swallowed his saliva, and turned to Charles with nervous eyes: "You can use a scale to test me, I am not talking nonsense, I may not remember some places very clearly, but it is indeed me who is in [ I got it from the Judge Against God.”

"I don't doubt that one." Charles took back his civilized staff and glanced at Wang Shun, "I doubt that the first prophecy you said was about the white willow. This kind of ambiguous poem can be interpreted from various angles, and so can I." Say the poem is about someone else."

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

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

"So you actually don't know if the prophecy is about the white willow, right?" Charles sat down on the desk lightly, and idly raised his legs, "That is to say, you just wanted to convince me to invest in the white willow , are you lying 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 lowered head with a civilized stick, showing a very satisfied smile, " But I like your lie just now - it sounds like it can completely deceive a lot of ignorant and impulsive gamblers to place bets on Bai Liu, it is a lie that is quite valuable to gamblers."

Wang Shun turned to Charles in astonishment.

"White Willow, I invested." Charles unhurriedly took back his civilized stick, pulled it down, and turned into a bouquet of lush roses, handing it to Wang Shun who was still enlightened.

Wang Shun took it in a daze: "Then, President Charles, what am I going to do?"

Charles jumped off the table: "Are you there?"

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

As he said that, Charles turned around and glanced 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 Wand instantly turned into a wooden stick with a size of only 30 centimeters—it looked a bit like a magic wand.

"As the publicity spokesperson and oracle disseminator of the future White Willow team, you seem to be 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 procedure dress up.

"It's hard to look like that but it's hard to convince people that you're from a championship team."

Wang Shun hadn't reacted yet: "——What kind of propaganda spokesperson, oracle disseminator?"

"To put it simply, he is a tool to trick others into placing bets 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 still didn't dare to remove his hand covering the key position.

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. The shaved hair, and the brown leather shoes that just exposed five centimeters of white cotton socks.

"I'm giving you a set for your reference—my taste is more retro, and I hope you like it." Charles put away his stick and motioned for Wang Shun, who was dizzy, to follow him, "I'm going to build momentum for my new team Bar."

Wang Shun frantically followed——Charles didn't know what to do with the clothes he picked out, but he just glanced at the suit. The size of the suit was just right, and it 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."

"Are you the [Shield] of the 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 a few guild members." Charles casually stroked the ruby ​​on the top of his civilization staff with his index finger, "Mr. Know-it-all, maybe I know more about the establishment history of the top ten guilds here than you do." ——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 noticed something, and suddenly turned to Charles with a horrified expression: "President, you can't be a person—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 raised his eyes to Wang Shun, the smile on his face deepened, "I'm enjoying the pleasure of gambling—and what else is gambling? Is it more interesting than the once-in-a-lifetime league in the system?"

"Besides, I don't allow the guild of the dark horse I bet on to be as poor as the Masonic Society of Paradise—it's only tens of millions of points, and the investment as a long-term horse betting is not much." Charles said lightly.

It's only tens of millions of points... Wang Shun followed Charles in a dizzy manner.

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in-game.

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

He was stuck at the door of the room that looked like heresy 0001, which was also the passage to the processing point in 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 the second door is on the body of the factory worker hiding inside, and there is no way to open it without forcing a breakthrough.

Tang Er turned to 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 Bailiu's poured perfume stock solution, but every drop shook the suspended glass cabinet, but in Bailiu's case, the whole bottle was poured down——

——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 panicked shouts of the factory workers inside also came out through the crack of the door as if there was nothing:

"Heart is beating so fast!!"

"Open the gate and release the water—!!"

"It's too late—the whole glass cabinet exploded!!"

"Wow--"

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 existing heartbeat.

The light pink rose liquid seeped out from the crack of the door, and the door seemed to be overwhelmed by the excess liquid and gas gushing out, and began to bulge and deform outwards, and the lock ring buckle was shaken and deformed, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a bang when it faced down. fall down.

The original liquid  aroma swept 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 walked into the room.

Leaking and collapsing cold water pipes splash blood like carnival, and glass shards on the ground are soaked in pink gas and translucent liquid, and there is even a sizzling purple-blue electric current next to the switch. Climbing around along the pipe, 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 it is not taken away, it will jump until it explodes.

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

The heart beats twice suddenly because of the drops of stock solution.

Bai Liu tightened her palms and clenched her heart tightly, and smiled.

——It turns out that it feels like holding Scheta's heart in his hand.

Very -- very wonderful.

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

No matter whether it was in reality or in the game, Tang Erda had never seen such a bizarre and unimaginable scene.

Needless to say, the protagonist who carried out this incident, Bai Liu always had a peculiar smile on his face that made Tang Er want to pull out his gun and arrest him immediately.

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

The ribs are retracted, 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 where nothing has happened Lying in front of Bai Liu, her chest rose and fell slightly.

Its eyelashes quivered slightly.

"I'm going out." After Bai Liu assembled Tavel, Liu Jiayi took a few steps back as a precaution, "It is about to wake up, and it will have a great impact on me."

A group of people went out of the room in a well-trained manner like a man, and closed the door intimately, leaving space for Bai Liu, who was about to wake up Tavel.

Bai Liu bent his legs and leaned on the only remaining frame of the glass cabinet after it was shattered, opened the system panel at a rare place, and after spending money to turn on the mute service for his own small TV, he turned his head and stared straight at the tower. Weier's face opened first, 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 put it on, can you?" Bai Liu put one hand on Tavier's neck, and raised her lowered eyes slightly to Tavier's dull, light-colored lips—that was a A pose for a kiss.

"Pretend that I'm going to do something excessive to you." Bai Liu said in a low voice.

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

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

Bai Liu instantly distanced himself from Tavel, he turned his face, took two deep breaths before turning back, pretending to be calm and asking Tavel: "You really remember me, so what did you pretend to be when you first saw me?" ?”

As soon as he realized that he liked to ask Xieta to kiss him when they met——Bai Liu pinched his own palm calmly, maintaining his shameless shell of being unmoved.

Is there anything more embarrassing in this world than you not remembering your good friend, and then pressing down on the other person as if you were drunk when you met?

Yes, it's because you just made a perfect 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 I got to know each other again."

"Then why did you pretend you weren't awake just now?" Bai Liu pretended to take off her protective clothing inadvertently and covered Tavel's lower/half/body, then her tone returned to normal, and she asked calmly, "Are you guilty of guilt?" What?"

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 said that I'm really not angry, you don't need to apologize, Tavel leaned over, hugged him, and said softly against his ear: "Maybe you are really angry now, although a little Not inappropriate, 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 could not help but slacken, and he lazily asked in a low voice: "So what do you have that deserves my fear?"

"Everything - I can't get rid of it, my rotten right hand and tail, tied up in the church as a blood-sucking prayer symbol, dismembered body, detached body, still beating heart." Tavier's voice was icy It was as clear and clear as water, but it seemed to melt in Bai Liu's ears, becoming as soft as water, "I'm glad that even if you don't remember me, you're not afraid of me."

"I love you very much."

Tavel buried his head deeply in 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, and deep sleep is not scary anymore."

Bai Liu's pupils shrank slightly when Tavel said "I love you".

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. The tenuous emotional connection between them is disguised as human existence in this world.

But it has been too long since the last time he was able to clearly recognize who the other party was. For Bai Liu, he lost all his memories, and for Tavel, there are countless people who cannot stop the torture. reincarnation.

After leaving the other party, they were irrevocably made strange by the "long time" that separated them, and they could never find the familiarity they had before.

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

One party doesn't remember, one party indulges the other party's not remembering, and allows each other to be strangers—if the memories of Sieta's "passing away" 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 had been missing for a long time, was lying in the bloody baptism tank with lonely and curled eyes, and the next moment, Bai Liu appeared in front of him, and Scheta quietly watched the sudden appearance of Bai Liu without moving. The dazzling moonlight shines in the blue eyes.

Those eyes are so light, so graceful, so beautiful, so unbelievable, it's like a god has come to another god.

——And just now Tavel looked at him with the same eyes.

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

"I... love you too."

Bai Liu closed his eyes, and he let himself be immersed in the scent of roses on this guy that was about to stun him, and held the other's hand resignedly, with an obvious smile in his voice:

"From the moment I hug you, I love you."