Chapter 163: The Rose Factory

Liu Jiayi also noticed that something was wrong, she looked up at Bai Liu who was holding his hand, frowned and asked in a low voice, "I have the small TV space muted, you and I can't even hear what the audience is saying, what's going on? I don't think so, there are too many coincidences, it feels like ......"

"Someone set this game up for me and Tang Erda to come in, didn't they?" Bai Liu spoke indifferently.

Bai Liu's gaze remained on the wall of newspapers in the glass window: "Don't you think that the last game, too, was designed to wait for you and me? A game that had already been played once would not have happened again, but by coincidence, your orphanage had been withdrawn from all investment and was at the end of its rope, and the orphanage director had to take advantage of the last of you, the only children left, and finally brought the matter to me."

"By coincidence, Liu Huai was in my debt to me when I met him in Last Train to Burst, and then he chased me into Caring Home because of the reality of it, and the game was designed to separate you from him and put me on the same side as him."

Bai Liu looked motionlessly at Lu Yizhan's pained, black-and-white face in the newspaper, his tone unmoving.

"Including Mu Sicheng in the second round, who also happened to meet Liu Huai - Liu Huai was like a link between me and you, and was also put into the game with me as your psychological weakness, which I would then naturally use to your advantage. The conflict between us is intensified, you will choose to kill me and I will be forced to kill you in return."

"I generally rarely believe that there are so many deliberate coincidences in this world." Bai Liu lowered his eyes to withdraw his gaze from the wall of newspapers.

Liu Jiayi murmured: "... It's almost as if, someone deliberately created so many coincidences, cut open our weaknesses for you to exploit, and then let us kill each other... "

"But I didn't kill you and you didn't kill me, and this game that the people behind us were playing on us went into a stalemate." Bai Liu spoke in a light tone, "So this time, to inflame my rivalry with me even more, this time my weaknesses have been put down in the game."

"Your friend Lu Yizhan is also involved." Liu Jiayi responded quickly, "You'll definitely speed up the pass for this, but only one player can be the factory manager for this game to pass, so you'll have more competition with that Captain Tang."

"Well." Bai Liu's attitude remained calm, "but the chips devolved by the other side are probably going to drive Tang Erda completely mad - the seventeen members of the team involved in that explosion just now, all of them from the third detachment, were in trouble when Su Yang led the team to inspect that factory. "

" Tang Erda has a hard time maintaining sanity in such matters."

Bai Liu is quiet for a second, he doesn't speak to Liu Jiayi, but the more complicated situation is that - in an alternate timeline - Tang Erda sees for himself that he dominates the rose-coloured explosion that arguably pulls the world down.

This fundamentally led Tang Erda to kill Bai Liu, the potential culprit of the explosion, when the game was completed, to prevent any repeat of the tragic ending.

Everything fits together as if a trap was created to trap Bai Liu and Tang Erda, and the only way out of this trap is to kill Tang Erda, just as Tang Erda's only way out is to kill him.

The man behind all this has used Su Yang's death to drive Tang Erda out of control and insane, turning her into a monster hunter who has lost her boundaries, and now this man is doing it again, using Lu Yizhan's death to induce Bai Liu to abandon the principles and boundaries that Lu Yizhan has built up for Bai Liu himself. -Again and again, he is inducing Bai Liu to kill the innocent by his own hand, to become the mad and sober monster that Tang Erda is.

This man is forcing him to become Bai six.

The workers continue to walk in, through an extremely deep, depressing corridor passage, when an office appears in front of Bai Liu. Inside is a classically dressed office, behind a walnut desk sits a steward who is drinking rose tea and wearing glasses.

The stewards were not wearing protective clothing, but rather decent, well-made suits, and were clearly a class above the workers who had brought Bai Liu and the others here.

The man looks up and surveys Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi, a slow-blooming rose in the centre of his eyes.

The rose in this steward's eyes was fresh and delicate, clearly more alive than the dying rose in the worker's eyes, and commensurate with that was the light rose scent of this steward, which could be smelled by Bai Liu even in his protective clothing - this steward was like a fresh, lightly scented rosebud.

"You are the new workers?" The steward put down his cup of tea and looked slightly haughtily at Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi, "You have come to the most famous rose factory in the world, you are working on the preparation of the world's finest perfume, I hope you take your work seriously."

With that, the steward took two contracts out of the drawer under the desk, raised his chin and pushed them across to Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi.

"This is our employment contract, sign it and get your work badges and you can go to work."

Bai Liu picked up the employment contract, flipped through it quickly, then put it down and looked at the steward with a meaningful Buming look: "No working hours? Three free meals a day and a place to stay? A salary based on the perfume Rose Dried Leaf Gas? No money?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" The steward looked contemptuously at Bai Liu, "Only the top companies in the world now dare to pay their employees with dried rose leaf gas as a salary, and ordinary people who can't buy dried rose leaf gas are dying to get into our factory just to get perfume as a salary."

"Now just go out there and you can trade the perfume for anything you want, food, houses, jewellery, gold, even beautiful men and women and even the flesh of any rare animal, the whole world is going mad for dried rose leaf gas right now."

The steward sipped a slow sip of rose tea, the roses in his eyes even more brilliant, the smile on his face with a wry smugness, "Because without perfume people wither, and money is just a pile of scrap paper that long ago ceased to be hard currency in this world."

"Rose is the one."

Bai Liu is quiet for a second and quickly bends down to sign the contract, and Liu Jiayi does the same in silence, while the worker who led them here hesitates to leave, looking with an extremely eager eye at the bottom of the cup of rose tea that has been drained by the steward.

The steward habitually poured his own cup of tea downwards, a drop of tea dripped onto the floor, and the worker who had led Liu Bai to them instantly dropped to his knees, bowing down like an undignified dog, greedily and feverishly sticking his chapped tongue out from under his protective clothing to lick the soon to be evaporated drop of tea from the floor.

The moment he licked the tea, the worker's black, cracked tongue, like a dry field that had been nourished, squirmed and contracted from a dry, cracked petal-like shape to a normal, light pink tongue.

The steward kicked away the worker's constantly licking his head on the floor in disgust: "Be careful not to let the stench of your body contaminate the scent of roses in my office."

The worker crouched on his hands and nodded his head, full of gratitude and joy at the gift: "Thank you, Steward, for this drop of tea! This is the most delicious rose tea I have ever tasted! It's made from the dried rose flowers after the dried leaf gas has been extracted!"

The worker revealed his ecstasy as he pressed himself to the ground that had been licked clean by his tongue and took a deep breath, "It tastes so ...... wonderful!"

Seeming to just know that he wouldn't get any extra reward for staying here, the worker fondly stood up to look at the teacup and bowed back with the utmost respect, "Steward, then I will take the two new flower-pickers to work first."

After saying this with a face-turning scowl, the worker waved his hand at Bai Liu with great impatience, "Follow me!"

Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi followed the worker with their heads down and walked at a brisk pace all the way outside the factory.

The fields of flowers are mysterious and delicate at night, with blue luminescent insects dotting the budding flowers, the breeze sweeping between the petals, causing the roses to undulate and crash like waves in the night with a subtle scraping sound, and the crimson wet earth reflecting an almost blood-tinged hue in the moonlight.

The worker looked to them, "This is where you will be working, the fields that our factory uses to cultivate dried leaf roses, there are 16,000 acres in total, one or two workers are responsible for one of the fields, the roses in this field are the ones you are responsible for picking."

"Late at night is when the dried leaf roses are in full bloom, these roses are sensitive to daylight, you need to pick as many of them as you can before they meet the first light of sunrise and gather their petals - only the dried wild roses at night can concoct the most beautiful and pure unadulterated fragrance, the The dried leaf roses are fragranceless after dawn."

The worker led Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi to the edge of the flower field and pointed to some small, simple tents tied side by side in the aisle of the flower field and said with some gloating, "See those little tents? The factory doesn't provide dormitories for you lowly flower-pickers, so you have to live in these tents in the flower fields.

The narrow ridge between the flower fields and the fields of flowers was indeed lined with dirty cloth tents of varying sizes, which appeared to allow up to three people to live in them at a time. The tents were made of canvas, grey-blue, a very resistant material and colour, but now they were covered with splashes of blood and handprints.

I don't know if it was real blood, or if these workers just wiped the mud that got on them onto the tent by hand after they were done.