Chapter 131: The Real World

Many guilds are asking for information about Bai Liu, a phenomenal newcomer, and many have even made offers in their posts, saying that they want Bai Liu to come, and that they will train him up on whatever terms they want!

At this point the players of the Scavenging Guild, who hadn't yet figured out where they were going, jumped on the bandwagon and boycotted the high level guild players who were luring Bai Liu, accusing them of poaching and calling them out for what they were saying! Look closely! That's our new president! He won't just follow you!

Although the players of the Scavenging Zombie Guild were terrified by the loss of Miao Gaojiang as their leader, it was clear that Bai Liu was also an excellent prospect, and before the players of the Scavenging Guild had time to be upset by the change of leader, they were eager to come forward and grab Bai Liu as a lifeline that was about to be pulled away by other guilds.

It is essential for a guild to have senior players who are capable of competing in the league, but Miao Feichi died, Miao Gaojiang came out completely unhinged, and gave the guild to Bai Liu.

The Food Rot guild is a relatively low level guild, except for Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang, most of them are ordinary players, otherwise they wouldn't have a 0 record in the tournament for so many years, and all the players who are capable in the guild ran away from the Food Rot guild after they found out that Miao Gaojiang's father and son were in trouble.

Although there is a substantial fine for resigning, for these capable players, going anywhere is better than staying in a guild with no future in sight, the Food Scourge Guild!

A pure newcomer guild leader with only three games under his belt, that's a load of crap in the eyes of these veteran players!

Without the resources to network with other guilds, without league level players to lead the way to the league, without senior players to help build up the guild's warehouse, the guild will sooner or later end - the annual league is important to all guilds, and a medium level and size guild like Scavenging Zombies can't get Miao family to play in the league for a year. If a guild of the size of Miao family can't get players of the level of Miao family to play in the league in a year, it will immediately break up into smaller guilds and many people will run away.

And the ones in the guild that aren't gone, the rest of the players are pretty average, mucking around in the first level of the game now.

They don't have the strength to pay the fine, and other guilds don't take them lightly, so they have no choice but to hold on to Bai Liu as a lifeline.

The players of the Food Rot Guild comforted themselves Bai Liu Even if the meal doesn't make it to the league this year, he has high potential and there's still next year!

But no matter how much they try to comfort themselves, these people are still in a state of panic, each one looking for their new President Ren like a chick who has lost its mother in a game of chicken.

The peculiar thing is that this new president who just got his guild is not in a hurry to show his face. In other guilds, once the old and new presidents are changed, the new president will immediately come out to make a speech or make some promises to the guild players to stabilize their hearts and minds and prevent the loss of a large number of players, which simply means that the new official will first paint a pie for everyone when he takes office.

But not Bai Liu.

He is now lazily leaning against the edge of the central hall, the small TV on the screen at the very centre of the central hall is the King's Leaderboard, constantly repeating clips from Bai Liu's games, Bai Liu can see some people looking for him in a great hurry, but he is just lazily leaning in the corner of the central hall and not coming forward.

"Will you go up and say something to them?" Muke turned his head to Bai Liu.

"No, let's leave them alone for a while." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "When they've finished with the people they want to leave, and the rest have panicked enough, I can negotiate a deal with them - I'm not willing to be president for free, it's essentially a job no different from going to work."

Muke kept his mouth shut in good humour.

The other new officials made promises to the players, but when it was Bai Liu's turn, I guess the members had to promise him certain conditions and pay him a certain amount of money before Bai Liu could be retained as their president.

Muke felt a sense of compassion for the people in this guild when he thought of how arrogant the guild had been towards Bai Liu in the beginning.

...... How did things get to this point? And we have to pay him to lead us?

Isn't it usually the leader who pays those of us who work here? Why is it the other way around for Bai Liu?

What exactly is wrong.

Bai Liu ignored Muke, who had a mixed expression on his face, and clicked on the system panel to take stock of the points he had been awarded and the items he had received.

In addition to the two items from the Monster Book, Bai Liu also received items and points from Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang, which added up to a lot.

[System Alert: You have obtained a completed (Murphy's Theorem Ghost Mirror)]

The only thing we know about the prop is that staring into the mirror for a long time will cause something fearful to be born in the mirror, and the less you want to see something and the less you want something to happen, the more you will see and happen]

Bai Liu looked at the prop explanation for a while, and then looked at his points for a while, finally he was satisfied and put away the system panel and turned to Muke and said, "Let's quit the game first."

"You don't have to follow me, I have some business to attend to." Bai Liu waved his hand at Muke, "It's been hard work, go home and get some rest."

"Oh, Muke, you remember to compile the information on those investors and send it to me."

Muke was stunned, but he quickly responded, "You're looking into the case for your friend, right? I'll get a professional to send it anonymously and directly to the relevant authorities, so it won't be traced."

Bai Liu turned back to Muke and smiled, "Thank you for my friend, Muke."

Before he could finish his sentence, his back flashed into a few data chains in front of Muke and disappeared.

Bai Liu opened his eyes in his rented room at home, he got out and felt under his pillow for his phone, he had a broken screen phone but it still worked, tapped on Bai Liu and first looked at the time - he had gone in almost yesterday morning and then it was also 10am.

His first two playthroughs took about the same amount of time, and it seems that the flow of the game to the real world is about a day or so each time.

However, when it comes to the game lobby, each small TV has a different time and space latitude.

The flow rate inside the different small TV viewing areas is the same as the flow rate of the game world in the small TV latitude, and no more viewers will be crowded or spill over into the area outside the small TV.

This is coupled with the magical inability to attack each other in the game lobby, but Bai Liu was able to attack Mu Sicheng with his Siren fishbone whip, which can cut through time and space.

Bai Liu can basically deduce that the game lobby is a distorted area of multiple overlapping temporal and spatial latitudes.

It is not reasonably possible for people to exist in this kind of area in their normal form to travel between different latitudes, but it is. The ability to have so many players exist at the same time in a space where multiple spaces and times overlap, a space that is also surprisingly large, is clearly an energy that is beyond the realm of common human knowledge.

With this in mind, Bai Liu glanced down at the cross hanging around his neck.

Sure enough that godly npc's monster book page unlocked prop would follow him out on its own every time - and it said it was a god.

It would be understandable if it were the elusive power of the gods, which man has never understood and which he only fools or uses.

[You are my only believer] - that is how the creature whispered to him.

The unemployed devotee plays with the reverse cross on his pendant and sees the fish scales, a little grey and white, that have been chipped by Miao Feichi's twin swords, hanging absently from Bai Liu's neck.

"And I don't know if I can fix it, this fish scale ......" Bai Liu muttered to himself as he touched the surface of the fish scale.

Bai Liu gets dressed and heads straight out the door to the hospital where the children were admitted.

The morning news is being broadcast on the television hanging in the hospital corridor.

This morning, in a civic building in our city, there was a serious case of stabbing. The perpetrator, Miao, aged 49, used a kitchen knife to cut off the ten fingers of his 28-year-old son, Little Miao, forcing him to eat... ..."

"...... When the police arrived, Little Miao had unfortunately passed away due to blood loss, and Miao also committed suicide after a confrontation with the police, holding a knife and slitting his throat, and kept frantically shouting a male name before he died, the name male allegedly had no interaction with Miao, considering Miao's mental condition, it is very It is possible that the man's name was anonymized because he was just shouting unconsciously ......"

"...... currently police informed that this is only a tragedy due to Miao's insane mental condition, in recent years the city and the country, the proportion of suicides and crimes committed by mentally ill people climb, not long ago the girls high school students suspected of committing crimes Li Gou is also due to the same prison inmates Mental disorder, hacked to death by random knives ......"

"Has the increasing number of crimes caused by mental disorders and psychological problems become a major social problem that needs to be taken seriously, are the free community counselling rooms set up across the country really playing a role in reducing the intensification of people's psychological problems, and can we take further strong control measures over these mentally ill people who harbour criminal tendencies ......"