Chapter 220

No man's land.

The no-man's-land players who came out of the exit gradually gathered here.

Weary and curious, they looked up at the pure white area that once trapped them. The invisible emptiness made those who left feel lingering fear.

However, this originally deserted area is now full of all kinds of people who are eager to find.

They moved down the old TV one by one, nervously charged and liked it, stared at the snowflake screen of the small TV, and let out a sigh of relief when the screen went out, turned to the exit and shouted: "Wang Shun, The small TV here is turned off!"

"There's another one over here!"

"Brother Wang, there are three here!"

Wang Shun, who was standing at the door, was holding a thick virtual notebook, on which the writing pen almost drew invisible sparks of data.

After recording almost a hundred small TVs that were turned off, Wang Shun turned to look at the few members who were standing next to him, tore off the data on the notebook and handed them to them, and asked with clear eyes:

"According to my calculations, these batches of promotion positions obtained from the small TVs rising in no man's land should be concentrated in the multi-player or single-player divisions, as well as the edge of the central hall. Go there and see if there are any Bai Liu's small TV."

These people took the note, clicked the button, turned around and ran to the area Wang Shun told them.

At this time, a group of people who went to the district to check whether there is a white willow on the small TV came back. They panted and shook Wang Shun:

"Brother Wang, there is no white willow in these small TVs."

Disappointment appeared on Wang Shun's face for a moment, but in the next second he returned to his normal posture, and waved his hand to let them sit down: "It's normal, you guys take a rest first, and prepare for the next batch of rotations. "

In the whole scene, everyone's division of labor is orderly and clear, like a fast-moving assembly line.

These no man's land players who just stepped out of the exit and returned here were almost stunned.

In front of a mountain of TVs that is so long that it makes people feel retiring, these ordinary players who move old TVs a little bit make them feel a kind of shock like witnessing a fool move a mountain.

This is how they were fished out of that hopeless place.

——It was just to save a person named Bai Liu.

This person named Bai Liu had intervened with them and was trapped in this no-man's land.

But he himself did not give up, and those who rescued him firmly believed that he would not give up—that's why this scene happened.

Therefore, those of them who have been trapped for a long time and are so desperate that they are about to give up struggling have the opportunity to wait until the day when they can see the sun again.

A sense of power of "I seem to be able to change reality" filled the hearts of these no man's land players whose hearts were originally empty.

They clenched their fists, and finally couldn't hold back their agitated emotions. They stepped forward and walked up to Wang Shun, who was obviously the director, and asked carefully and sincerely: "Excuse me, we can also join the team looking for Bai Liu. ?"

"We were saved because of him and we wanted to do something for him too."

Wang Shun turned around and made eye contact with Mu Ke who was standing by the side quietly watching the situation.

Mu Ke stepped forward with a smile on his face, supported the backs of these people and pushed them in, and said to them sideways: "Of course it is possible, we just need you to help us..."

"...But we don't have any points, so we don't know how we can help..." Someone added in a low voice, shyly, "...except for the game clearance, you mistakenly charged us when you scooped up the white willow..."

The smile on Mu Ke's face deepened and softened: "How can it be regarded as a false charge, your presence has increased the value of these points by a hundred times."

"You can leave the game alive and show up here to help Bai Liu. This is what we want to see most when we recharge these points."

"You guys can help them like and favorite every little TV...it's going to help us a lot..."

Seeing these players being led away by Mu Ke, Wang Shun breathed a sigh of relief, and he turned back to Charles who was enjoying watching the show: "You are just waiting for these surviving no-man's-land players to come back at this moment—members' favorites The folder is almost full, and if no one comes to help like and save it, we need to increase the power of charging to continue to attract people.”

"That's right, they will come back, otherwise how would the Heaven Freemasons come?" Charles raised his eyebrows and smiled back, he looked at the backs of these no-man's-land players, "People who have experienced major disasters will have People with the same experience have more empathy and a desire to help, which makes them more likely to be united."

"Especially when they have just escaped from danger and learned that the person who rescued them is also trapped in a similar situation." Wang Shun sighed, "the strong sense of powerlessness will force them to act, so that they become weak and powerless." Some people become extremely combative—they will treat Bai Liu as part of their identity, and try their best to protect him."

"Their feelings for Bai Liu should be stronger than for me, the person who paid to save them." After saying these words, Charles was not angry at all, but added with a smile:

"If the rescue is successful, they will relive the whole process of being rescued on Bai Liu, and feel their sense of strength against fate. Then Bai Liu will completely become their spiritual symbol."

"They will be Bailiu's most loyal members."

"You are using to manipulate their feelings." Wang Shun frowned uncomfortably.

Charles said indifferently: "——Through the way of saving them, I believe that even if I tell them why I did this, they will not reject this way, and it will not affect their feelings for Bai Liu. "

"They actively want to follow Bai Liu, this is their own choice."

Charles shrugged his shoulders: "Of course I think this is the best choice for them - at least Bai Liu will not let them die easily."

Wang Shun slumped his shoulders feebly.

He didn't like the way it was done, but Charles had a point.

——In this cruel game, this may be the best choice for these ordinary people who can still have kindness.

It's like Wang Shun's own choice - to follow Bai Liu.

in-game.

Holding a pair of scissors, Bai Liu stepped onto the ribbon-cutting ceremony stage of the new factory.

Liu Jiayi in the audience clapped her hands and couldn't help but secretly complained to Tang Er who was next to her: "Don't you think Bai Liu is like a construction leader in this game for a long time, setting up factories and talking all day long?"

"Isn't there something wrong with this horror game?"

"...He wants to clear the game." Tang Er could not help defending Bai Liu, "If everyone wants to clear the game, at least six factories need to be established."

Except for Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi who were whispering, the rest of the audience applauded vigorously and looked at Bai Liu in a suit and leather shoes with bright eyes.

They were all exorcists who had now recovered from the rose water.

Standing on the stage, Bai Liu adjusted the microphone with her hands, raised her eyes to look at the people below the stage, cleared her throat, and said in a calm voice:

"Golden autumn brings coolness and sweet osmanthus fragrance. When the sixth thorn factory was established, we gathered in the hall to celebrate the fruits of our hard work..."

"Ah! What a joy to do this!"

Liu Jiayi: "Poof!!"

Tang Erda: "..."

Liu Jiayi couldn't bear it anymore: "Bai Liu, can you change the speech! Where did he copy it lazily! He has said it six times, doesn't he feel embarrassed?!"

Bai Liu, who didn't feel any embarrassment at all, didn't move like a mountain, and continued to read the opening words he plagiarized from his boss without changing the words:

"...Although we come from all corners of the country, but here, at this moment, we are family members who love each other..."

Liu Jiayi hugged and screamed: "Let him stop!"

At the same time, no man's land.

The exhausted members looked back at the "television mountain" beside them that had been overturned to the bottom, and marveled that they had overturned so much, but at the moment of turning around again, I fell into a deep powerlessness again-why there are so many.

Wang Shun remembered being dizzy, he couldn't remember how long he had been working, and almost fainted.

In the end, Wang Shun realized that he should take a break after being reminded by Charles, so he found a member who was more sensitive to numbers to replace him.

Without Wang Shun, their work efficiency dropped step by step.

Mu Ke controlled the overall situation with a tense expression, Mu Sicheng joined the rotation team, Charles stood on the staff, standing in front of the members of the King's Society who stayed here, he raised his hand and yawned——Red Tao took Titan away, and Charles had to put on an air to stay here, he was the most relaxed.

Mu Sicheng ran back and forth between the various sections of the small TV. His high movement speed allowed him to stand up to a rotating team by himself, allowing more people to join the team looking for Bailiu.

During the interval between rotations, Mu Sicheng drank a bottle of stamina recovery potion with his back up, and sat on a small TV with his legs bent, panting for breath.

Mu Ke suddenly sat next to him and was also drinking the stamina recovery potion.

"Did you just want to give up on Bai Liu when he fell into no man's land?" Mu Ke's voice was a little cold, he didn't look at Mu Sicheng, but Mu Sicheng knew that he was talking to himself.

Mu Sicheng admired and drank another bottle of physical recovery potion, but he didn't deny it.

After a while of silence, Mu Sicheng spoke calmly: "I think Bai Liu, it might be safer to stay in no man's land."

Mu Ke's voice became colder: "It's not necessary to put it so nicely about giving up."

After speaking, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Why, are you so sensitive to giving up?" Mu Sicheng squinted at Mu Ke's back, "Who gave you up? Brother? Friend? Parent?"

When talking about [parents], Mu Ke's back paused, and he clenched the bottle of stamina recovery potion tightly tightly.

Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "My suggestion to you is that you'd better reduce the emotion you project on Bai Liu, and stop treating him as an empathy object for your [parents]."

He stood up with his knees propped up, crumpled up the empty bottle of stamina recovery agent that he drank next to him, and threw it into the trash can in front of Mu Ke in this shooting posture.

Mu Ke still stood there motionless.

Mu Sicheng put his eyes in his pocket and walked past him.

"This guy is too crazy to play, and everyone will target him if he stays outside. It is a thankless thing for you to be his son in such a hurry." Mu Sicheng said with a sneer, "He is suitable for being even crazier." cub."

Mu Ke lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, the empty bottle he was clenched tightly in his hand had already been twisted into a twisted mass of plastic by him.

Within a few seconds of the stalemate between the two, a member ran back panting and sweating profusely. Out of breath, he knelt on the ground to breathe heavily, and then shouted with all his strength:

"I, I saw Bai Liu's small TV!"

Both Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng's eyes suddenly moved away.