Chapter 189: The Rose Factory

Bai Liu's small TV in the dark room goes out, and the next minute, it's in the multiplayer section again.

Hearts resumed his original appearance without panic and turned away without looking back.

There was no point in fighting the group in the hut area, the other side had enough points to "redeem" Liu Bai - the system was set up to get people to throw money at it.

But what happens when it is redeemed?

Hearts waved to her men with a light brow, "Back to the multiplayer area, and re-block Bai Liu."

The men beside them, who were still secretly annoyed that Muke and Mu Sicheng had come in at one end to mess things up, now looked up at Hearts in unison, stunned: "Emperor, Empress, is there going to be another siege?

It's humiliating enough that such a big guild is blocking a newcomer who's only playing for the fourth time and hasn't blocked him yet, but to do it again?

"Why don't you fence? Don't you want me to?" Hearts' brow is pale and her waist is bent sideways, and she looks back and sweeps you with her afterglow, and though she is interrogating you, her eyes are still lazy and flowing with an indescribable charm.

The person she looked at and asked a question to could not help but tighten from his scalp to the knot in his throat, like a drill sergeant being named, standing straight with his legs pressed against his thighs as he replied to Hearts' words, but in a weak tone: "...... What if the other side cuts us off again in this siege? "

The ransom for the hut varies according to the point balance of the person who can pay the ransom, and if Bai Liu is next besieged here, the system will price him at a lower ransom depending on the situation.

It's as if Bai Liu, who was kidnapped by the system, was a rich kid, and the ransom could be set at 10w points, because Muke and the others could afford it.

But now Bai Liu is just a bunch of poor kids, so naturally the system's ransom for him can't be that high.

The ransom was lower and more appropriate, and Muke's group was so desperate to get Bai Liu out that they would have borrowed money from everywhere.

That means there is still a chance that it will not be plugged the second time around.

Hearts said, "Then block a third time."

The man looked increasingly astonished and confused and blurted out, "A third ...... time? There's no need for that, is there?!"

"What makes you think you'll be able to stop him on the first try?" Hearts asked back in a bemused tone, "He's a president, it's a guild vs guild game, not to mention Bai Liu, a guy with a good mindset and way of using and caging people, and a superior game - the last one who could jump to a level three game in three character called Spades, took less than two dimensional clocks to kill our entire team in the league last year."

The man was speechless and stared blankly at Hearts.

Hearts lifted his eyes and gave the man a teasing look, "We're up against a player who could cause us big problems later on when we get into the league, and you expect to take him out in one go without losing a single soldier?"

"You're not underestimating Bai Liu, but you don't think I need to go to all this trouble to tangle with him, you're questioning my judgement, aren't you?" Hearts looked at the man lightly and asked rhetorically.

The man immediately bowed his head in haste, "I didn't mean that! Empress!"

Hearts brushed past him, intoning Buming and giving the order, "Try to surround Bai Liu before he gets out of the game and blockade him until the Scavengers can't pay the ransom and he drops into no man's land."

Muke, standing at the back, watched the departing Hearts and turned to the others with a stony look on his face as he explained.

" Hearts should be going for a second round of siege, we'll have to think of ways to like and collect Bai Liu's little TV in the lobby later to prolong Bai Liu's arrival in the hacks section, as our points may be completely gone after one more round of ransom and we'll just have to watch Bai Liu drop into the no-name section in round three. "

Muke takes a deep breath and looks towards Bai Liu's small TV.

Hearts walked to the edge of the small dark room area and turned his head to look at Bai Liu's small TV.

Two men, one with a sullen look, the other with a smirk, opened their mouths.

"The rest is up to Bai Liu to see if he can make it out of the game through before the third round of ransom payments."

"If he doesn't get out before then, he's going to fall into no man's land forever."

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In-game.

Tang Erda and two other members of the King's Guild followed behind Liu Jiayi in the processing plant, the other two members of the King's Guild were behind Liu Jiayi, keeping a wary eye on Tang Erda, who was walking last, to prevent a sneak attack.

Liu Jiayi, who was at the front of the group, did not care what was happening behind her as she quickly moved on to the next step in the process of drying the dried leaves of the rose - concocting and drying them.

The dried petals are stir-fried in a huge iron pot until the water has evaporated further, turning them a deep reddish-brown colour and giving off an exotic, smoky aroma.

It may sound simple, but this intense stir-fry has to go on non-stop for more than eight hours, and whenever you stop it, the pan may become sticky and the petals will stain black on the bottom.

Not to mention the fact that newcomers can only use pots with batter marks all over the bottom, which makes it easier to stain and fry old pots, and that new processors usually have to turn over 360kg of roses at a time in order to keep their pots from being taken over by older processors, which is a real physical job overall.

Liu Jiayi pours the dried leaf roses into a pot on the cooker, which is built up taller than she is, and the spatula used to stir-fry them stands up above her head.

As soon as the stove was burning, Liu Jiayi put the spatula in, jumped up and pressed down on top of it, swinging it down with his body weight like a seesaw, and stirred and stirred with great effort.

I could tell she really wanted to do this, but it just looked so unforgiving!

The strong sense of hired child labour made a bunch of people, including some of the NPC processors, look at Liu Jiayi with such expressions = = watching Liu Jiayi dancing furiously on his shovel.

It's a job of strength, but Tang Erda is much more at ease with it, her eyes shining, her spatula powerful, her tumbling fast, and soon there's a few wisps of white smoke and a dazzling aroma coming from the large iron pot.

At this aroma Tang Erda shakes a little, propping himself up on the ground with his shovel to steady himself, he shakes his head and a piece of skin falls off at the corner of his mouth like festering puppet paint.

[System Alert: Player Tang Erda's spirit value has dropped to 51, please rebound in time!

Tang Erda pulled the bottle of perfume from his pocket and frowned as he sprayed it on himself, his spirits back above safe levels, the cracked chapped lines on his face gradually healing under the perfume's effect, but the more the rose bloomed arrogantly in his eyes.

Already blooming to its tenth petal, and with 20 petals to go on a fully bloomed dried leaf rose, and ten to go, this rose in Tang Erda's eyes is completely open.

The two members of the King's Guild watched for a while and then had to reluctantly step forward, picking up Liu Jiayi, who was tired and sweaty, her hands and feet trembling but still stubbornly refusing to stop, and sighed: "Little witch, leave this to us grown men."

Although they are not sure whether this little witch is real or not, they feel that this Liu Jiayi seems to be subtly different from what they remember ......

The little witch never pushes herself to do hard work, she knows she's not good at it and usually goes on to find more appropriate ways to handle such tasks - such as using props.

Just now Liu Jiayi gave them the impression that he was deliberately trying to sell himself short in front of them and get them to do it for him - which felt more like the tactic that the shameless newcomer, Bai Liu, likes to use - taking advantage of people.

[We all owe her that].

[The first time she wanted to protect someone like this, it's better to help as much as you can.]

Thinking of what Qi Yihang had said to them earlier, these two men from the King's Guild looked at each other before letting out another long, bitter sigh.

Even if this Liu Jiayi was a fake, when they saw how desperately the little witch used herself as a shield to protect Bai Liu, even if they felt hatred, sorrow and pain in their hearts, grinding their teeth to the point of itching, they couldn't bear the thought of not helping.

--So what if this is the real Little Witch?

Liu Jiayi has literally saved their lives! Do we really want to see something happen to her if she fails to complete her mission?

Resigned to their fate, one lifted a spatula and tossed it, the other lifted a sack and dumped dried leaf roses into it, working feverishly, sweat dripping down their foreheads into their protective clothing, which they shook off.

Exhausted, the two men drank stamina restorers before forcing themselves to continue.

Liu Jiayi, standing on the sidelines with her head down and sipping on a recovery drink, seems exhausted, breathing heavily and a little wan.

But Tang Erda, who glances at the situation from time to time, is frowning - he looks at the 360kg of dried leaf roses Liu Jiayi has brought over in the iron pot and something doesn't feel right.

He really didn't believe that Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi, two guys with fast brains, could only produce 360kg of dried leaf roses, which is just right, 360kg is just the right amount of roses for one person to continue working as a processor.

But if these two men got over 360kg of dried leaf roses and didn't use them for further promotion, where did the rest of the roses go?

Tang Erda actually guessed correctly that they did collect well over 360kg of roses - the two of them together collected a full 900kg from the flower pickers, reaching the limit of the weight of roses they could both collect on a single day.

Liu Jiayi glances absently at the sap left behind by the roses in her hand - left behind when she helped surreptitiously carry them out of the factory this morning.