Chapter 203: The Rose Factory

After a moment of meeting Lu Yizhan's stubborn, stubborn eyes, Bai Liu stood up, putting away the bone whip he had taken out - he was going to give Lu Yizhan a hard time, but it didn't look like he needed it.

The snow-white whip curled to the ground, stained with the blood oozing from Lu Yizhan's body.

Lu Yizhan lay back down again, his panting becoming ragged and his voice a little discontinuous because of the pain: "You go outside and ask, ask, that factory worker, hoo hoo, your talent should have been extraordinarily high."

Bai Liu went out and asked the factory worker, who looked down at the time and asked about the characteristics of Bai Liu's test papers, confirming that Bai Liu's talent as a perfumer was above the extra level.

At the same time, the factory worker asked, in surprise, if the paper hadn't been scrapped?

Bai Liu was quiet for a moment and said no.

Lu Yizhan, as Bai Liu had seen him for the first time in this dungeon, sat down on the edge of the bed and took off his clothes to be examined by the factory worker.

After the inspection, Lu Yizhan limped and put his blood and sweat soaked clothes into the sink, looking like he was going to wash them later.

Bai Liu would have thought the man was fine if he hadn't seen the lines on the back of Lu Yizhan's hand still spreading.

The factory workers were in awe, saying they didn't expect the paper to hold up even after the special talent test.

Before he left, Lu Yizhan called out to Bai Liu, who looked back and saw Lu Yizhan sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling with relief and relief, the lines on his face growing and healing, looking horrible and bloody, with only the warmth of a normal human smile.

Lu Yizhan stood up with difficulty and pushed Bai Liu's back, pushing him out of this cage, and he said very gently and softly.

"Thirty years of hot pot deals, you said it, ah, remember to change the world for me."

Bai Liu, carrying the bone whip stained with Lu Yizhan's blood, did not look back, but let out of the cage with a soft mumble.

The other end.

Tang Erda's head is bowed as he stumbles out of the cage carrying a silver spear with Su Yang's blood on it.

When the factory worker saw Tang Erda walk out, gun in hand, he didn't say much, just swept the bloody test paper in the cage and nodded to Tang Erda without much concern, "Test paper scrapped, right? We'll take care of it later, you're qualified."

As if he hadn't heard, Tang Erda crossed the factory worker with his gun in his hand and walked out with a vacant, unseeing gaze.

Su Yang's blood dripped from his fingertips, his clothes, his shoes and even his face were covered in the blood that had just spilled from a shot through Su Yang's heart.

Tang Erda's every footprint, every breath, every step forward, is stained with the blood of the withered Su Yang.

The blood that dripped from Tang Erda's hands and feet made its way to the closing cage behind him, where Su Yang was being held, as if he had never emerged from the cage Su Yang had drawn with his death.

He wanted to die in that cage with Su Yang, but he was a captain and did not have such a good life.

If Tang Erda had been any ordinary member of the team, perhaps Su Yang would have taken pity on him and been willing to let him die a clean death.

But he was the captain - a title that gave him responsibilities and meanings that Tang Erda hated at the moment.

Captain Tang cannot run away, cannot stop, cannot even die, but has to witness again and again the miserable end of everyone in an endless, irreparable world line, and he must watch it all in its entirety like a machine and then move on without any emotional turmoil.

How he wanted to die, the hunter who had completely withered away with the mark of suicide even on his bullets.

Tang Erda's [Suicide Bullet] is a skill that can only be used if the user, the person himself, is genuinely trying to kill himself every time he raises his gun and shoots himself, every minute, every second.

In the end, Tang Erda couldn't even tell if she was trying to kill the enemy or herself when she fired the gun.

But he is still alive, as if he had been cut by a thousand cuts, living as a walking corpse, bearing the hopes of all those who have died.

Bai six can die, Su Yang can die, his team members can die, any ordinary person in the world, bad person, good person can die.

Only Tang Erda, who has been chosen as the hunter, must never die.

Because he, God Xiang, wished that all men might live, God deprived him of the right to die.

The looming voice of a factory worker rang out behind the dazed Tang Erda, gesturing disgustedly, "This scrap of test paper is disgusting, let's stir it up and use it as fertiliser."

Tang Erda tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, but the next moment, as if he was hearing voices, Su Yang's faint voice rang out in his ears before she died.

"Captain, go forward and don't ...... turn back."

[System Warning: Player Tang Erda has suffered a severe mental shock and is down to 11!

Tang Erda turned back with an expressionless face and raised his gun to the head of the factory worker who was kicking Su Yang's body, whispering softly to himself as if in answer to someone, " Su Yang, I can't do this without turning around."

For there was no turning back long ago, and the only thing he could do was to turn back.

"Bang-!"

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Bai Liu, only a wall away, is also walking forward with his whip in hand and his gaze shallow.

Two men separated by a wall by the mangled bodies of their best friends and the closed road in front of them, they are in the darkness of the earth at the same time, carrying weapons stained with the blood of the people who matter most to them, towards the end of their destiny.

The factory worker inserted the key into the lock hole and turned the door in front of Bai Liu.

Tang Erda kicked away the dead and unconscious body of the factory worker who had just said he would stir up Su Yang's body.

There is a clear, one-shot kill shot in the heart of the corpse's forehead, as if the factory worker, who was killed by Tang Erda's turn and shot a second before he died, was also shocked that he would end up like this.

Tang Erda holds the bloodstained gun loosely in her two-fingered right hand and opens the dungeon door herself with the key clutched in her left hand.

Outside the door, the dawn light melts into a bright line that falls on the faces of both Bai Liu and Tang Erda.

Bai Liu looked up with a pale expression, the beam of light shifting and dazzling in his face.

Tang Erda's mouth curls up violently, his face covered in splatters of blood, his expression a strange and cruel grin, the corners of his mouth grinning as wide as they can go.

The light falls on the upper half of his face, the roses in Tang Erda's eyes stretching and blooming against the first rays of light that fall into his pupils, behind which the factory workers are dying.

"What a perfect encounter, not wasted all the time I spent designing it." The man in the black hood at the werewolf poker game moved the hunter card to his face with amusement.

This Hunter card is different from the opening Hunter card. The hunter, who had a cold look on his face, is now holding up a wilted rose and shedding tears of sorrow, tears seeping from his turquoise blue eyes, and the rose in the hunter's heart withers with it.

"It's interesting to see the God sign hunter who goes mad and turns evil and the wolf sign who seems to be on a mission to save the world."

The man said, raising his eyes to the prophet who sat across from him and remained silent the entire time, leaning his chin casually on his folded hands and smiling meaningfully, "Prophet, would you like to use your powers to predict the outcome? Or rather, did you see this situation coming?"

The prophet did not answer him and remained silent.

The man didn't bother with the prophet either, but smiled and went on to say to himself, "It's true that in whatever world line, it's Bai six that's the most interesting."

The prophet finally spoke up, "In this world line, his name is Bai Liu."

"If you insist." The man across the table shrugged, "I think he'd prefer to be called Bai six ."

The man chuckled, "Or rather, I think he's about to turn back into Bai six, and at the end of the showdown with the hunter, if he kills the hunter, then Bai six loses his stance on being a normal person, and then the outcome of our bet in this world line about Bai six comes out."

"And all you have to do is lose once and our werewolf game is over."

The prophet gazed like a stone statue at the weeping hunter card on the table and the werewolf card next to it, without speaking.

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Meanwhile, by the flower fields.

Liu Jiayi flipped through the diary Bai Liu had placed in her prop library with a single glance, gaining a basic idea of what was added to the game as a whole.

Just as she was about to contact Bai Liu to ascertain his next move, a loud gunshot burst from a distant factory, mixed with the sound of breaking glass, so far away that Liu Jiayi could hear it clearly from the flower field.

Of course her hearing is no match for the average person, for example, Qi Yifang next to her could not hear as clearly as she did and could only vaguely hear a loud bang and was looking over nervously.

She looked back quickly, and with the aid of visualization props, she could clearly see the open dormitory window on the ground floor inside the Rose Factory being quickly slammed through by something, and an extremely subtle, muffled grunt from Bai Liu.

"Shit!" Liu Jiayi's face changed, "Bai Liu, that guy and the gunman are fighting!"

The shot she would never have heard wrong, it was the shot of that strange skill weapon she had taken a bullet from - the silver revolver!

This gun has a magazine change flap before firing!

She subconsciously wanted to go and see what was going on, but soon Liu Jiayi calmed down - Bai Liu was a player who liked to play small but not an impulsive tactician, and he must have had his reasons for choosing to face Tang Erda, who had a much higher panel, at this point.

Now is not the time to save Bai Liu, who has his own, or witch's, skill panel and can restore his own lifesteal without dying easily.

And as Bai Liu's secondary player, she now has to figure out what Bai Liu is trying to do by holding Tang Erda back!

Liu Jiayi opened the diary that Bai Liu had placed in her props section again and finally found a very scribbled, obviously hastily written sentence on the end page -

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

"Time, time ......" Liu Jiayi muttered, "before the real death comes, the real death- "

Throughout the game there appears to be something that represents time and death in the true sense of the word -

Liu Jiayi's eyes snapped open, "Newspaper dates of explosions and the exact time of some major deaths!!!"