Chapter 34: Reality

"My personal skills." Bai Liu smiled weakly at him, "You're curious, aren't you, do you want me to show you my personal skills again? I'm at zero stamina, so give me a bottle of stamina restorer and I'll show you again."

"Of course I'm not whoring your stamina restorer for nothing." Bai Liu did his usual trick and pulled out another point coin, smiling, "How about a point for you?"

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Well, I wouldn't trade with you!

One minute later.

[System Alert: Trade established, Bai Liu the Wanderer receives a bottle of Stamina Restorer]

[System reminder: Player Mu Sicheng has given Player Bai Liu a bottle of Stamina Booster, worth 180 points, which can restore 90 points of stamina to the player].

Mu Sicheng was so mad that he wanted to ride on the back of the recovering Bai Liu and strangle him as he lazily drank his rejuvenator, asking him viciously, "How the hell did you do that! Stealing and looting is forbidden here! Only trading and giving props to each other is allowed! You can't steal from my game warehouse!"

Still in front of him! Twice! Two times with the plum!

Only he, Mu Sicheng, had ever stolen from anyone before, and for the first time in his life, someone had stolen from him!

"Personal skills." Bai Liu drained his stamina restorer in one gulp, and after feeling strong in his arms and legs, Bai Liu gave Mu Sicheng an oblique glance with a smile, "If you want me to show you more, you can ......"

"No, it's not necessary." Mu Sicheng interrupted Bai Liu with an expressionless face, and he would be a fool to fall for this guy's trick again.

"Ah, my residency fee from yesterday is due, I have to quit the game." Wang Shun greeted Bai Liu and prepared to exit the game, reminding Bai Liu, " Bai Liu, to stay in this lobby, you need to pay the system the daily stay fee, each level of player has a different stay fee, you need to pay 100 points per day for your level."

"My fee is due, I'll be off now, see you next time." Wang Shun politely bids farewell to Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.

"Tch, I'm getting off too." Mu Sicheng glanced at his watch and swept a glance at Bai Liu, "I have things to do in the real world, so I'll see you next time, Bai Liu ."

"Next time I come to play a game with you." Mu Sicheng suddenly gave a nasty smile, "I'll get back everything you cheated out of me today, Bai Liu."

With these words, the two men disappeared into the game hall, Bai Liu was led once by Wang Shun and followed the same path back to the previous [Newcomers' Area] exit, where a shivering Muke cowered in the corner of the exit shivering, his face covered in wretched tears.

The young master is actually quite good looking, a very delicate Japanese boyish look, this kind of soft look with red eyes and tears in his eyelashes will definitely make a lot of girls cry out for love from their mothers.

But Bai Liu, as a money-loving androgynous game designer who gives his few motherly loves to his designed horror bosses and money, lacks a basic empathy for human appearance, which requires at least Siren King's level of beauty to impress him.

Bai Liu crouched down, Muke shrank back a little warily, his spines standing up, tears in his eyes, and a brutal hostility in his expression that wouldn't go away: "Get out of my way!"

"First, no, second meeting, young master Mu." As soon as Bai Liu spoke Muke was completely frozen, Muke looked up at the crouching Bai Liu in some bewilderment, tears dripping from his eyelashes onto the floor, he hiccupped and stopped telling Bai Liu to get lost, he just stared at him blankly.

Muke knew this voice, the voice that had saved his life when he was about to die, the one he had sold his soul to, the demon who had easily burned those monsters he could never get rid of for two hundred points, the one who claimed to be a very poor wanderer.

Bai Liu looks down calmly at Muke: "It's the second time you've seen me, but it seems you don't remember, and that's okay, because we're in a whole new relationship now."

"So, Muke, first time meeting, I'm the owner of your soul claim, my name is Bai Liu." Bai Liu held out his hand to Muke.

It was only after a long, long time that Muke burst into tears, as if he had suppressed them to the utmost, and rushed towards Bai Liu, hugging him to death.

"What took you so long to get here!!!"

At that moment, Muke thought he was embracing a demon he had no choice but to rely on, but much later, Muke realised that he was embracing a god disguised as a demon.

He gave his faith and soul to Bai Liu, who gave him his heart and new life.

Bai Liu logged out of the game with Muke, the young master, at Bai Liu's home.

The young master's eyes were like fountains, and he cried all night long until he passed out, but he wouldn't let go of Bai Liu's shirt sleeve. He said he had sold his soul to Bai Liu, but Bai Liu still wanted to drive him away!

It's quite cheerful.

Bai Liu thinks it is the fledgling effect and the drawbridge effect that has caused the young master to feel a violent sense of security towards Bai Liu, the devil who is supposed to play the role of the bad guy, and if Muke does not snap out of his fear in the short term, he should not leave Bai Liu's house easily.

But Bai Liu did not want to leave Muke in his house.

The reason is very simple, this young master is so annoying when he cries.

So Bai Liu called his top boss five minutes after Muke had fallen asleep and asked him to collect the big boss's son, Muke, who was staying at his house.

Bai Liu's top boss was so shocked when he received the call from Bai Liu that he spilled coffee on his computer keyboard.

He has never liked Bai Liu as a subordinate, mainly because Bai Liu has too much of his own ideas in making games. Every time he asked him to add something that was in line with the market trend, Bai Liu would just say that the game design was full and the plot would be buggy or something like that, saying that he couldn't add it in.

In fact, it is not a big deal if he does not get a raise, and it is not necessary to get a raise, but his boss just does not like Bai Liu's disobedient attitude, as he is working for him, so he has to make so many excuses, making it seem like he is so noble.

It was only when Muke took over Bai Liu's shift and barely did anything that his boss had to wipe his ass for the young master and take over Bai Liu's job that he realised the old Bai Liu wasn't disobedient or making excuses - Bai Liu was just being honest.

Now that it was his turn to do Bai Liu's job, Muke was the one to pick on, and Muke had three or four ideas a day, tormenting his boss.

Now that his boss's position is in jeopardy, it's hard to believe that the young master has disappeared for a day to have fun somewhere, only to show up at Bai Liu's house!

The boss couldn't help but wonder what the relationship between Bai Liu and the young master was ...... but there was no point in thinking about it, as he was now nominally Muke's boss and in fact Muke's nanny, and was bound to go over to pick him up.

Muke was still sleeping when his boss arrived at Bai Liu's house. He was a little embarrassed to see Bai Liu, but Bai Liu didn't feel anything.

With the money in his hand, Bai Liu now looks at everyone in a calm manner. Even when he sees this boss who knows nothing and always likes to tell him what to do, Bai Liu politely opens the door and lets him in, saying, "Muke is still sleeping, he cried all night last night and has just fallen asleep, don't wake him up."

Bai Liu's intention was not to wake Muke up and continue to make his brain hurt from crying, but Muke grabbed Bai Liu's shirt (Bai Liu took it off directly to Muke) and curled up insecurely in a little ball on the bed, with red eyes and nose and some suspicious bruises (the aftermath of the game), and with Bai Liu's words --The boss took in the overwhelming amount of information with a stiff "oh".

So Bai Liu and Muke are in this kind of relationship! Why didn't Bai Liu tell him earlier! Then he wouldn't dare to fire anyone, Bai Liu!

"Well, otherwise, you can let Muke continue to sleep here, Bai Liu." The supervisor didn't dare to wake Muke up. The young master was so angry at being woken up from his nap, let alone being woken up after being tossed around all night.

And the boss also found it strange, Bai Liu tossed this young master in bed like this, and then called him to pick him up afterwards, how it feels, a bit scummy ah ......

Of course Bai Liu refused: "No, get rid of him, he's annoying me with his crying."

OP: "!!!!"

What a scumbag! How does Bai Liu get away with making such a scummy comment?

Muke woke up to the sound of the two men talking, his eyelashes fluttered twice before he woke up, subconsciously hugging his shirt tighter in his arms and murmuring, " Bai Liu ......"

Bai Liu seemed not to feel it. When he was at work, this boss always looked at him with this condemnation [you have done something wrong] whenever he made a comment and Bai Liu called him back, Bai Liu had gotten used to it.

He shouted calmly, " Muke, get up, someone is coming to get you."

Muke slowly woke up and when he saw his boss at his bedside, he understood that Bai Liu had called someone to come and get him.

Muke reacted violently, subconsciously trying to grab Bai Liu's hand and scolding his boss in a tiresome and irritable manner, his back arching and grimacing like a cat being taken to a place he didn't like: "Go away! I'm not going back, I'm staying here!"

"This is my place." Bai Liu's attitude was still muted as he dodged Muke's hand to grab him, "And I won't allow you to stay here, Muke, go back."

Muke stiffened, he turned his head towards Bai Liu and his attempt to grab Bai Liu's hand fell short half way through, Muke's eyes began to redden again and his lips wenged, " Bai Liu, I will be good, don't drive me away ......"

"I'm ordering you around as the two of us, Muke." Bai Liu said calmly, "You don't have the right to refuse."

Bai Liu actually understands Muke's desire not to leave. The man's desire to live is very strong, and Bai Liu saved him in that situation, so Muke subconsciously equates [staying with Bai Liu] with [being able to live]. Muke is more afraid of the environment [without Bai Liu's protection].

Tears slipped from Muke's eyes and he bit his lower lip for a long time before he finally obediently got out of bed and stood pale and trembling behind his boss, Muke's fear almost hanging on his face.

Bai Liu looks at Muke like this and feels the need to issue some level of guidance to this player who has a soul of his own, just as the system does to the player.

" Muke, if you keep being so vulnerable and can't survive apart from me and have something more valuable to me." Bai Liu whispered, "Then I will soon abandon you, understand? Because I can still have as many people like you as I have for you, but you only have me."

"I... I know." Muke's lips blanched and he responded softly, he lowered his head and raised a hand to wipe his eyes, controlling his sobs, "I'll try to be useful to you."

His boss, who had watched the whole thing, felt as if he had watched a cold, ruthless, n-boat, scumbag attacker pua bitch. His face was in a dead state from the shock and he looked at Bai Liu with a little fear.

How dare Bai Liu talk to Muke, the young master, like that! Who the hell is he?

Muke followed his dazed boss, and when he got out of the door, he asked, "Mr. Mu, what is your relationship with Bai Liu?"

"What relationship?" Muke's eyes were vacant, he seemed to be talking to himself, "I belong to him, he owns my soul, he is my master."

OP: "......"

What the hell are you guys playing at!

I didn't expect Bai Liu to be a SM master behind the scenes, but he looks like a top S. He's even trained an arrogant young master like Muke to look like a good little cat ......

The supervisor shivered and, shivering and crying, he led Muke away.

--Feels like you've sacked the very last person.

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After Muke left, Bai Liu turned on the top-of-the-line alien computer that Muke had compensated him for, and he began to look up information about Siren Village.

After a forward search, a reverse search, and a search of Jeff Andre's name yielded no matches, Bai Liu rubbed his stiff neck and pondered - it didn't look like the game was a real thing, but if it was a virtual thing - If it was a virtual product -

Bai Liu's gaze deepens as he lifts a thread from his neck with his index finger, from which hangs a dollar coin with a hole in the middle, his in-game manager.

-- If the game is a complete virtual product, how did this thing follow him to [reality]?

And, as Bai Liu fiddles with the coin, it separates from a thin, cicada-like scale, a translucent fish scale with the texture of ice hanging from a thread around Bai Liu's neck, emitting a dazzling light against the coin.

It was only after Bai Liu came out that he realised that he suddenly had an extra scale around his neck. If he was right, this was the prop he had gotten [Siren's Reverse Scale], he just didn't know why it had followed him out of the game without him taking it out at all.

However, considering the system's suggestion for this item - [The fish scale represents Siren King's reply to your fondness and is expected to be worn by the player for a long time], Bai Liu wore it overnight and found nothing unusual about it before letting it go.

But that's what Bai Liu is thinking, that it doesn't make sense to virtualise the game into something like a [thought palace], something like a human consciousness, because there are actual things like coins and scales, which means that [the game] should be an objective and real existence.

But where there are signs, there are signs, and it's strange that Bai Liu hasn't found any signs of the game's existence on the internet.

Because for example, apart from Bai Liu, there must be other players who have entered the game, after all, there would be a hundred players logged in at a time, and as long as one or two of them survived to make a random post or tweet or friend circle related to the game, in this era of big data, Bai Liu would have found out, but Bai Liu did not find anything similar to the concept of this game. Bai Liu did not find anything similar to this game concept.

What existed must have a trace ...... Bai Liu pondered the reason for the absence of a trace -

Unless this trace has been erased.

Bai Liu narrowed his eyes as he opened his Weibo account, sent a specific message about Siren and the game, clicked send, and watched as his tweet faded and disappeared.