Chapter 192: The Rose Factory

While the stragglers were secretly picking roses in the flower field, Bai Liu, who had been transformed into [Liu Jiayi] in the tent, reverted to his pale face as he ran out of stamina and curled up on the tiny bed in the tent, panting slightly, before closing his eyes and falling asleep from the extreme exhaustion.

And as a player with a low base panel, Bai Liu doesn't use the stamina of the higher skill cards anymore, he overdraws his stamina slots and has no way to recover his stamina by drinking stamina restorers, not to mention Bai Liu's low spirit level.

With all the factors at play, Bai Liu knew he really needed to rest, and he didn't have the strength to go back to picking roses tonight.

It's a good thing Bai Liu has built the scene before, leaving himself plenty of time to rest.

But within a few hours of sleeping in the tent, Bai Liu was half asleep when he felt an extremely cold hand on his ankle, gently, as if to wake him up, pulling him.

The point here is that Bai Liu's entire body is currently encased in the [Magic Space] prop.

What had happened the day before had happened again - something had broken through the Magic Space barrier and touched Bai Liu, while a dizzying, rich scent of roses began to permeate the tent.

Bai Liu's eyes had opened awake at the object that had grabbed his ankle, but it was only an instant before his consciousness began to blur under the impact of this overpowering aroma.

It was a very subtle sensation, Bai Liu's mind was able to maintain a certain level of thinking, but his limbs and muscles became paralysed by the perfume, he was unable to move, his breathing became slow, and a kaleidoscope of red pike petals began to swirl in front of his eyes.

It's like being ghosted in bed.

Bai Liu felt the hand holding his ankle seem to realise that he was awake and let go of it, his fingers slipping meekly down into the leg of Bai Liu's protective suit, crawling slowly upwards against Bai Liu's skin, their cool, thin, smooth fingers moving up Bai Liu's warm thighs like jade sculptures.

The slight, non-stick, non-human, but indeed skin-to-skin flesh sensation made Bai Liu arch her back and shudder.

The knot in Bai Liu's throat rolls up and down in discomfort, his eyes half-closing slightly and his exhalation becoming heavier.

That right hand was almost crawling up to his ......

Even Bai Liu, who is not a person who cares much about this, is now a little tingly at the back of his neck and breathless as he realises that the hand in his trousers could well be Xie Ta's.

Bai Liu, his eyes red and drowsy at the end of the scent, shook his leg as hard as he could, and the right hand, with a reaction, slipped down his trousers and out.

The hand seemed a little confused, it seemed to be simply trying to climb up Bai Liu's body because it had no eyes to see, but now Bai Liu's resistant attitude, which threw it off with a kick, made the hand a little unsure of how to react.

Eventually the five fingers of this right hand are tucked underneath the palm of the hand in a somewhat docile crouching position, crouched beside Bai Liu's feet, wrists lowered towards the bed, looking sideways like a small octopus with its tentacles curled up and head down in self-imposed isolation.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes to the right hand that was crouched on his bed, and for some reason he felt a little aggrieved by this right hand that looked like a cat's tucked hand.

Bai Liu: "......"

Wasn't the other guy the one who was being a jerk? Why does it feel like he's doing it wrong ......

The right hand didn't have to shut itself up for long and soon perked up and began to struggle upwards by grabbing Bai Liu's layers of protective clothing, eventually fumbling around Bai Liu's neck and feeling for a rope with a coin hanging from it.

Pure white fingers twisted down the lanyard as if searching for something on the string, pausing when they didn't find it the first time and then beginning to twist it a second time obsessively.

Bai Liu knew what his opponent was looking for when he saw this movement with his right hand.

-- Tavel looking for the Inverse Cross.

Bai Liu is not sure what happened to Tavel in this copy of the Rose Factory, but from the looks of things, it is clear that Tavel, with only one hand, has no way of communicating with him, so the presence of the Reverse Cross is particularly important.

Under the guidance of the Reverse Cross, the crippled god can give oracles to its followers.

But the reverse cross was taken from Bai Liu by Tang Erda before he could enter the game.

As his right hand was running the lanyard around Bai Liu's neck for the fourth time, Bai Liu leaned forward slightly and raised his hand to interrupt the movement of his right hand - he was a little more accustomed to the rose scent from the factory and the flower fields all day and night, and although he still felt dizzy, he was at least able to keep from passing out and He was able to move a little.

Bai Liu took hold of this right hand in front of him, but this right hand did not seem to believe that Bai Liu would lose the reverse cross it had given him and struggled slightly to get out and continue its search, its fingers stubbornly digging into Bai Liu's slightly open collar that it had made.

Bai Liu's strength is not as strong as this hand. Under the effect of the rose incense, his whole body is now soft, with only a little weak strength, and moving his hand is a movement that takes all his strength to make.

Seeing as how the hand looks like it's playing rough and doesn't know it, if it did get in there would be some indescribable things happening below the neck.

But in order for this not to happen, and for the chapter to pass muster, Bai Liu took the professional integrity of a Jinjiang male lead worker, and he quickly and calmly figured out a way to communicate with a hand when he couldn't communicate verbally.

Bai Liu wrote with his fingertips on the palm of his right hand: [The reverse cross was taken from me and I lost it]

The right hand stopped struggling and it took two slow steps back, then did that little octopus crouching with legs curled in a self-conscious motion again.

Bai Liu: "......"

Bai Liu felt a rare sense of helplessness as he leaned his head against the knuckles of the "little octopus" with a faint sigh, then lightly pushed his fingers away from Tavel's wrapped fingers and, with his eyes downcast, wrote in a single stroke on the pale palm of his partner's hand: [Sorry].

Tavel paused, stretched his bony five fingers and stood up, writing with his fingertips on Bai Liu's palm.

[Remember what I said to you? The key to everything is in the hands of the witch, and the antidote and the poison are the keys to your choice ......]

[The only and irreversible time in your body until the real death comes ......]

After writing, Tavel's palm envelops Bai Liu's face, and Bai Liu flaps his eyelashes slightly as the other man's index finger nudges his forehead, the cold, gentle touch of his fingertips as softly as Tavel once lightly kissed Bai Liu's forehead during an oracle descent.

Then the pure white right hand falls to the ground in a streak of light pink petals, dragged into the ground by the vines that emerge.

Bai Liu sleeps in a loving, rose-coloured prophecy.

The following day.

Bai Liu's eyes snapped open and he sat up, nothing was around him, as before, everything looked like a dream, but Bai Liu sidled up and sniffed the pillow, he could smell the lingering scent of roses on it.

And there was a strong smell of roses on his thighs, on his neck, even on his waist, so strong that it was as if he had slept in them all night.

A right hand did come uninvited last night.

The ...... Tavel appears to be very limited as well, as evidenced by the shattered form that is somehow in pieces, and the vines that keep dragging it into the ground.

But even so, under heavy restrictions, Tavel appeared several times, seemingly to alert Bai Liu to something.

Bai Liu narrows his eyes.

Tavel reminded him of the oracle that had spoken to him once before.

Was there something he had left behind and hadn't thought of somewhere?

The key to everything is in the hands of the witch ...... Poisons and antidotes are the key to your choice ......

The time in you is unique and irreversible until the real death comes.

While Bai Liu was still thinking, the sound of footsteps outside the tent became clearer and Bai Liu, who had rested all night, instantly equipped his Hearts skill card.

Qi Yifang's voice rang out in surprise from outside the tent, "Did you hit so many roses last night?!"

Seeing herself transformed back into a little witch, Bai Liu looked down and surveyed herself for a moment before suddenly pausing.

A point came to him in a flash of lightning.

[The key to everything is in the hand of the witch, the poison and the antidote are the key to your choice] The heart of this statement is not Liu Jiayi as he previously thought.

Since there are two [witches] in the current copy of the Rose Factory, we know from the later sentence that antidotes and poisons are the key to [your] choice that the [witches] in Tavel's oracle are not really little witches at all.

--but the false witch, that is, himself.

Bai Liu slowly lifted his head, an amused smile on his face.

Tavel's oracle had foreseen that he would turn into a little witch to deceive the others, and by the same token, if the [witch] in this oracle was false, then the [antidote] and [poison] he, the [false witch], possessed would not be antidotes and poisons in the conventional sense either.

If the [key] in Tavel's oracle is a hint to the breakthrough of The Rose Factory, then from the perspective of Bai Liu, the game's designer, [antidote] and [poison] are likely to be two very different options for the game's endgame.

According to this idea down, the [poison] in this game of Rose Factory is too obvious, it is [Rose Dried Leaf Gas] - choose [poison], that is to get the secret recipe of Rose Factory, and then do the most extreme to become the factory manager to pass.

Tavel says that [the witch] has a choice of [poison] and [antidote], so that proves that he has both.

And what is [the antidote]?