Chapter 272: Reality

Bai Liu was able to sit up the next day, which the doctors found incredible.

But before they could investigate the reasons for this incredible speed of recovery, Bai Liu was taken over, bed and all, by the domestic observatory.

Bai Liu is now sitting quietly on an observation post bed, looking sideways out the window at the howling snow and wind, with a dozing Du Sanying lying beside him.

The door was knocked lightly.

" Mr Bai Liu, can we come in?"

Du Sanying jolted out of his sleep, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and looked over at Bai Liu in his hospital bed.

Bai Liu didn't turn around, still looking out the window: "Come in."

The door was thrown open, and in came the five escorts and the chief of the observation post, standing slightly respectfully at the end of Bai Liu's hospital bed, heads bowed.

"I beg you to help us with this escort of heretics."

Bai Liu gave a dispensable hmm, saying faintly, "I didn't do anything either."

" Mr. Bai, you have done a very worthy thing." The station manager looked up with a pleased face.

"I was a little disappointed to hear that the Heretic Authority was moving the original plant that caused the formation of the dried-leaf rose to the Antarctic for preservation, but since no way has been found to destroy the original rose plant, it has had to be moved to this side of the world, where it is sparsely populated."

The station manager breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's good that you found a way to destroy it in time to avoid the desire to grab it from other researchers at the observatory who were confused by the rose."

Bai Liu finally turned his head towards the men and suddenly he laughed softly, slowly repeating the station manager's words, "The original plant of the rose that was carried to the South Pole?"

The station manager was stunned: "...... Yes."

"So." Bai Liu murmured softly to himself, "Your memories were corrected into a rose plant ah ......"

"...... I'm the only one who remembers him dead, I'm the only one who remembers him alive."

Bai Liu turned his head again, nodded to indicate that he understood the situation, and then stopped talking.

All others remember is the fading of an insignificant and fragrant rose, only he remembers that it was his God who died.

The five escorts looked at each other, but finally bowed and thanked Bai Liu for saving them from a near-crash on the plane, before saying goodbye and leaving Bai Liu to get some rest.

The captain walked last and as he was about to close the door he turned his head to look at the pale Bai Liu in the hospital bed and somehow his mind went back to what this man had said to him on the plane.

[You have people you want to save, and I have monsters I want to save.]

At that moment Bai Liu's eyes were so sincere. In all his time as a member of the Heresy Authority, the captain had taken in many high-risk heretics, large and small, and he had never seen such a moving look in the eyes of a monster.

Despite the fact that this living heretic had only given such a look to save a sinfully seductive rose, he could not help but be moved by it in that moment.

That rose might as well have been Bai Liu's friend, his lover, his family, everything he tried to save on the plane even if he cut himself into four pieces.

But in the end he saved the man he wanted to save, Bai Liu did not save the rose he wanted to save.

The captain felt a deep sense of regret for some reason, and after a moment's silence, he spoke.

"I have briefed Captain Su on what happened when you helped us and he said he would apply to his superiors to consider downgrading your risk level to allow you greater freedom of movement."

"All four latches on your body were removed for you during the transfer to the domestic observatory, and the third detachment will not do anything to spy on you until the new demotion judgement about you comes out."

"Thank you for saving us, and the people over here." The captain opened his mouth, "...... about Rose, I'm sorry."

Bai Liu did not reply to any of his words as he closed the door behind him with a slight bow of farewell.

When they had left, Bai Liu quickly ripped the IV tube off the back of his hand and ordered, to Du Sanying's great surprise, "Go and unlock the door, don't let any normal people in, and pack up ready to go into the game."

Du Sanying watched with trepidation as blood dripped unceasingly from the back of Bai Liu's hand, unable to resist the urge to whisper, "The doctor said you were given an anticoagulant to prevent blood clots from forming and told you not to walk around casually, it will bleed more than once ......"

Bai Liu gives a wink and Du Sanying scowls and obediently locks the door behind him.

"Go into the game, Liu Jiayi and they should be waiting for me in the game." Bai Liu told Du Sanying, "Liu Jiayi has a better treatment drug on hand for me than anticoagulants."

Du Sanying asked, dumbfounded, "What kind of drugs?"

Bai Liu: "The antidote."

In-game.

Outside the small guild building of the Wandering Circus, Liu Jiayi walks around anxiously, while Mu Sicheng crouches in the doorway with a vacant look on his face and his hands on his knees.

Muke is clinging motionlessly to the door with his arms clasped, his head bowed and his expression unreadable.

Tang Erda stands next to the bin with a lit cigarette in her mouth, playing with the gun in her hand somewhat distractedly, moving so fast that the naked eye can only see strokes.

Unloaded, assembled, removed and reloaded, magazine and chamber bumping into each other.

...... In all the many world lines since, he never dreamed that Bai Liu would get into trouble to save the Heresy Handling Bureau.

Dissected ...... bleeding profusely, collapsed in the freezing snow being held by Du Sanying for a little over half an hour before finding rescue, his clothes soaked with the blood seeping out ......

Tang Erda has never seen such a ...... miserable Bai Liu.

He has always been omnipotent and omnipresent, the chosen sole believer of the evil gods, and the world exists to indulge his playfulness.

But this time the gods of ......, who have always favoured Bai Liu, seemed to be punishing him severely because this time Bai Liu wouldn't follow the trajectory he was designed to follow.

Tang Erda was deep in thought when Mu Sicheng interrupted him with a shout: "Bai Liu!"

Everyone's eyes instantly swished over.

Bai Liu, dressed in a very baggy hospital gown, blood still dripping from his hands, followed by a sneaky man with his eyes leveled at them, walked straight towards the guild entrance.

Muke put his hands down, Mu Sicheng jumped up, Liu Jiayi stopped walking around and Tang Erda put his gun away.

It doesn't look good, but after all this time on tenterhooks, this guy finally shows up!

As soon as Bai Liu walked over, Muke handed him a bandage and asked Bai Liu to wrap it around his arm.

Bai Liu nodded and took it, and as he wound his way inside, he began to order, "I still have wounds, you all know my condition from Du Sanying, they are not difficult to deal with."

"Wait and go to the game pool and find a less difficult game, go in and Liu Jiayi use the skill to heal my wounds."

Liu Jiayi nodded: "Understood."

Bai Liu looked to Muke at his side: " Is Wang Shun in the guild?"

Muke nods his head.

Bai Liu nods and lets out Du Sanying, who has been hiding behind him the whole way: "Have Wang Shun give Du Sanying a lesson on the basics of the game, give me a count of his games, and have Wang Shun set aside a time slot each week to give Du Sanying a lesson on the same thing --because Du Sanying will forget."

"By the way, remind Wang Shun not to have too much contact, especially emotional ones, when teaching Du Sanying." Bai Liu simply reminds, " Du Sanying's luck value will affect him."

" Muke, you talk to Du Sanying about the team and the league and take him through a level 1 game or two to get used to it first."

"Understood." Muke led the way and led Du Sanying away, "Come with me."

Du Sanying glances hesitantly at Bai Liu, and only after receiving a nod of approval does he trot off after Muke.

" Mu Sicheng ." Bai Liu turned his head to look at him, "There is something for you."

Mu Sicheng asked with a straight face, "What is it?"

"Because of something ...... Killer Sequence Spades did, my usual weapons and props were partially emptied by him, but the league is in need of those things, so I needed better replacements."

"-I personally think that the cost should be borne by the Slayer Sequence." Bai Liu raised his eyes, "They were the number one ranked guild last year, they must have a pretty good stock of props this year."

"Let Charles communicate first? If the person is willing to sell, buy, if not ......"

Bai Liu glanced down at Mu Sicheng's monkey paw: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Mu Sicheng showed his teeth and grinned as he rubbed his wrist, "Got it, just stomping around and besieging their guild's inventory master, right?"

Bai Liu nods his head.

Mu Sicheng gives the OK gesture and leaves.

Bai Liu looks to Tang Erda: "You and Jiayi will come into the game with me, I'm not in the right state to go into the game alone with Jiayi, I'll be surrounded and need strong support."

At this, Tang Erda's tense nerves relaxed and he nodded, "Naturally, into the game pool now?"

Bai Liu nods his head.

Liu Jiayi was also relieved, as she was quite afraid that Bai Liu would try to be a hero and enter the game alone with her.

He looks too weak now.

But it has to be said that even with Bai Liu's haggard appearance, the moment this guy showed up, the whole guild was instantly up and running, and everyone's hearts were at ease.

What a natural tactician, so much control over the field ......

Liu Jiayi steals a glance at Bai Liu's heart.

-- Bai Liu Now this calm and collected look of deploying a league, looks even less like he was so traumatized and even strong enough to bring out the game in a blur of consciousness ......

Who on earth is so capable of breaking Bai Liu's heart?

Only one of the Spades could have hurt Bai Liu in the last round, but that guy doesn't look like he's capable of inflicting psychological damage on Bai Liu with the level of natural dumbness ......

But with Bai Liu looking like he's going to target the killer sequence and Spades as soon as it comes online, it does feel like he's been pissed off by Spades ......

So what did Spades do to piss off Bai Liu, the all-time cool-headed profit-seeker?

Liu Jiayi strokes her chin in contemplation, curious as she has never been before.

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Killer Sequence Guild Lounge.

Spades sat with his head bowed on one side of the sofa, opposite the sofa where he sat propped up on his knees and was being painfully reprimanded by the Inquisitor of God.

"Look at you, I'm not forbidding you to play the game alone, it's normal for you to clash with other players if you want to win, everyone is young and ignorant and wants to be number one in everything, and as your tactician, it's not impossible for me to understand."

The Reverse God was so angry that he waved his hand, his voice soaring, "-but how can you go and crush the hearts of other kids, bah no, other players?!"

"It's just a game pool, it's not even a league!!! Is it necessary! Ah!"

The judge against the gods gave a sullen slap on the thigh, " Spades, is this the right thing for you to do?!"

Spades clutched his arms and the whip in his arms and leaned back on the sofa with his head a little, as if to admit his mistake.

The Inquisitor of the Gods had to relieve his frustration when he saw Spades' rare and honest admission of guilt.

He softened his tone and advised, " Spades ah, it's still support season, you are arrogantly bullying people from smaller guilds like this, if it gets out it will affect the guild's support rate, there are not many members in the killer sequence already and the image is scary now, many ordinary players are not willing to support us."

"Tell you what, how about we bring something to the door to apologise to people, shake hands and pretend it never happened?"

Spades is still nodding, his head almost down to his chest.

The Judges of the Gods of Revolt looked surprised: " Spades, you've agreed! You can't go back on your word!"

One of the team members next to him felt something was wrong and cautiously went up and took a look at Spades.

This member of the team was silent for a long time and turned his head to look at the Judge of the Reverse God: "Reverse God, Spades is asleep."

Against the Gods: "......"

The Reverse God rolled up his sleeves and snarled at Spades: "axksaj-- Spades-- you askjhdc-- Sooner or later you'll be on your knees in front of this man you bullied begging for forgiveness! You stupid bastard!"

The other players rushed forward to stop the erupting Reverse God.

"Take it easy, take it easy! We have to keep him to play the game!"

"It's not the first day he's slept through a meeting!"

"Yes, yes, yes, he'll just have to lose three games as a rule! Spades, it's painful to lose a game! It hurts more than killing him!"

Spades, half asleep, opened his eyes slightly and heard the Reverse God take a deep breath as he ordered, "Okay, as per usual, Spades sleeping and dawdling in the meeting is a penalty that must force him to lose the next three games."

"For the next three games Team Quan together will watch over Spades and forbid him to take any victory from us, or the enemy, this is his punishment and a test and training for us, you hear me!"

Team Quan Fighting Spirit: "I hear you!"

Spades, who had just woken up, eased up: "?"

Why is he being punished again? Didn't you just do it?