Chapter 398: How to own five buildings

Bai Liu's eyes swept over the surroundings and the Shi Qian who had fallen behind him and behind Yuan Guang. The enemies, who summoned us with their skills?"

"Very funny." Bai six looked at Bai Liu with a smile, his eyes moving down to the slightly worn white shirt from Bai Liu's body, "With this cheap attire, I don't suppose you've finished accumulating points for the first round, playing in your first league?"

"Want me to help you win?" Bai six dragged the black whip behind him and smiled as he took two steps towards Bai Liu, his tail rising, "How about we make a deal? I help you kill our summoner, your enemy, and in return-"

Bai Liu calmly helped him to add the words that followed, "I sold you my soul, didn't I?"

Bai six raised his eyebrows, "Looks like we're both thinking the same thing."

"It's a shame you didn't have such a strong sense of territory and interest to work with me as a child." Bai sighed softly, his left elbow propped up on the back of his right hand, his black leather gloved fingers resting against his jaw, smirking, "Now that you've formed your own interest group, not so easy to fool, it seems we can't work together."

Bai Liu agreed indifferently, "I suppose so."

"In that case ......" Bai six turned his head to look at Yuan Guang behind him, he seemed to think for a moment before dropping to one knee and crouching next to Yuan Guang.

Bai six leaned down and whispered into the ear next to the immobile Yuan Guang: "Your teammate is dying, you summoned me because you wanted to save him, to kill your opponent, to win this game, didn't you?"

Yuan Guang gave a difficult nod.

"I fulfill your wish, accordingly." Bai six lowered his eyes and gently tapped a points note on Yuan Guang's forehead to cover his eyes, "I'll give you these ten thousand points and you sell me your soul."

Yuan Guang's chest rose and fell violently, then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, a tear slipping from the corner of his eye, and nodded with all his strength.

"That's a deal." Bai Liu looked up with a smile in his eyes, "Since we can't cooperate, I'll have to stand against you."

"After all, I play games-"

"Profit is the first thing that matters."

Bai six clasped the long, slender two fingers of the soul note and folded it inwards into her palm, the note vanishing while methodically ordering, " Jiayi heal the summoner's injured teammates first, resettle the summoner and then go to B to get the land certificate while killing your kind."

" Mu Sicheng to A, take Tang Erda, clear the field, Muke to D, same mission as Jiayi's, start moving."

--This is the exact same arrangement as before with Bai Liu.

The other three responded lazily with an OK and dispersed moments later.

Bai Liu only heard a cheeky flirtation of maturity and dispersion in his ears, and his afterimage swept up to a barely visible flash of a stump beside his ear, and Shi Qian, who had fallen to the ground behind him, was gone.

It was so fast that it was too late to react.

"I'll take the extraneous people first, make sure to accompany the boss to play the game well oh the little boss of other worlds."

It is the voice of Mu Sicheng.

Bai Liu saw a tall figure in the mist that had not yet cleared, half-crouching high above the streetlight pole, squeezing it and causing it to creak and shake, the figure's hands were a pair of huge monkey paws that were knee-length, the tips of which were dripping down with the blood of who knows who.

A pair of evil, scarlet eyes glowed through the mist in the darkness as he grasped a man by the neck, dangling him and shaking him with total disregard for life and death, cracking his mouth open and flashing a huge grin at Bai Liu on the ground.

"Don't just die at the hands of the boss, little boss, I still want to come back and have some fun with you after the mission."

Having said that, he disappeared in a few leaps, and several other figures also disappeared in an instant.

The rest of the Bai six walk unsteadily in the direction of Bai Liu.

Bai six's face, waist, and boots are surrounded by an undissipated, coiled grey-white mist, which looms over Bai six's entire body in a sort of misty frame, blurred and disorienting at first glance, as if the figure in a not-quite-finely-drawn figure has become self-aware and is stepping out of the frame.

The heel of his boot struck the solid, cold, hard ground with a single, clear echo in the narrow, dank alleyway.

Bai six finally stood less than a metre away from Bai Liu, his whole body finally fully emerged from the fog, smiling at Bai Liu standing opposite him and asking rhetorically with amusement, "No escape?"

Bai Liu looked at him levelly without flinching, "Running away doesn't make sense for either of us, does it? Can't you even guess what I'm thinking?"

"That's right." Bai six nodded quite agreeably, "Like now you should be wondering why your main attacker, Tang Erda, hasn't moved on, right?"

The smile on Bai six's face deepened, "I didn't expect you to do what I hadn't been able to do, to make Captain Tang, the man who has always been against me, a member of your team, I'm curious what happened between you two?"

Bai Liu's tone was calm: "Naturally something happened that didn't happen between you."

"That's a lot of hostility." The smile on Bai six's face grew more and more flirtatious, "You're the most hostile I've ever seen Bai six be towards me."

"In order to get along with Captain Tang, I showed mercy to his good friend Captain Su by not killing him and leaving a video tape on Captain Su to teach him how to torture bad guys in a professional way." Bai six looked at Bai six with contempt in his eyes and sighed, "But Captain Tang didn't like my gift, what a shame."

Bai Liu's eyes flickered slightly, "Maybe Su Yang would have liked the gift better if you hadn't left the tape in his stomach."

"Is that so?" Bai six asked rhetorically, not really caring, and he curled his lips, "Then I hope Captain Tang likes the little gift I gave him this time."

Amidst the mists.

Tang Erda clearly felt the ground beneath him begin to sink and move, then a thick glassy barrier of some sort rose up around him and began to move rapidly, he instantly tried to move closer in Bai Liu's direction, but the thick barrier stopped him, Tang Erda's eyes glazed over and he fired two shots at the glass barrier, which went through pointlessly.

His face changed, he knew the prop, it was a magic space! A prop that restricts people's access!

[System Alert: Player Bai six uses prop (Magic Space) on (Rose Hunter) and (Rose Hunter)]

[(Magic Space) Qualification: Only one person can get out of the magic space alive].

Tang Erda looked warily across the room at a humanoid silhouette crouched on the ground, slid her gun under her hands and took a step sideways against the edge of the magic space.

The grey mist on the silhouette slowly lifted and Tang Erda's pupils flinched the moment she saw it.

He saw a vicissitudes, a hideous version of himself handcuffed with his hands tied behind his back, his jaw and shoulders against the floor struggling frantically, a video tape forced into his mouth, propped up so that the corners of his mouth cracked and blood dripped down his teeth warbled even as he dared not bite down.

Tang Erda was ready to shoot the handcuffs without saying a word, but the man tied to the handcuffs struggled violently, preventing Tang Erda from shooting the handcuffs.

He said, vaguely, with difficulty, word for word, "Soo-choo-choo's handcuffs, don't move!"

Tang Erda almost shuddered as he jerked his head around to look at the handcuffs, spotting a pattern of roses, guns and tentacles entwined with each other in the corners of the cuffs.

--This is Su Yang's skill weapon, how did it get here!

Tang Erda ripped the tape out of his mouth and immediately asked, "How did you get here? Su Yang didn't die in the world you were in? Why does his skill weapon still exist?!"

How can there be a world where Su Yang is still alive and has all his skills and weapons when every world he's been in has died?

The man choked and coughed violently, and looked at Tang Erda with a cold, grim gaze: "Su Yang is dead."

Tang Erda's brow furrowed, "So how did these handcuffs ......"

" Su Yang's soul was bought by Bai six." The man stiffly crushed the bones in one hand with the other, then dragged the fractured and deformed palm out of the ring of handcuffs, preferring this to harming Su Yang's skill weapon, "This is the skill Bai six used on me with Su Yang's panel."

The shock on Tang Erda's face could not be concealed: " Su Yang sold her soul to Bai six ?

The man leaned against the wall with his eyes closed and breathed heavily, snorting, "What's so surprising about that?"

"More than half of the souls of the entire Heretics Authority are in the hands of Bai six."

"More than half of them ......" Tang Erda's face sank completely, "I know my players well enough to know that they couldn't have done that!"

Tang Erda looked at the man with an unkind gaze, he stood up and raised his gun, his expression tightened as he pointed it at the despondent Tang Erda: "And I jumped long ago in that world line, by definition there would be no more me in that world line, how could I exist after you, who ran that world line for more than ten years? "

Sitting on the ground this Tang Erda looked up slightly at an angle, his dark blue eyes looking deep into Tang Erda who had her gun raised at him, a sneer on her face, "Remember the wish you wanted the evil god to make?"

"The ability to keep going back in time to change events and stop everyone from entering the game, that's all you remember isn't it?"

"Have you forgotten the price you have to pay to get your wish?"

Tang Erda on the ground staggered to his feet, propping himself up against the wall, staring at Tang Erda from across the room with a bloodied death stare: "You're going to be a constant jumping timeline monster."

"You are just a memory, a piece of consciousness, and we in each timeline are the real people, you are just a monster that has invaded our consciousness for a while, a heretic that has been parasitic on us."

"You're not even human, you're Heretic 0002, [Time Hunter]."

He laughed hoarsely and lowly, "We are the ones who are human, and after you decide to jump to the next world line when you are ready to escape the failed world line where you can't defeat Bai six, it is only natural that we, who have been parasitized by you, will also regain consciousness."

"The world will not stop with your escape, time will continue to flow downward, Bai six will continue to control everything, and we, the Tang Erda, whom you have abandoned, will continue to fight in these world lines that are on the verge of collapse until eighty percent of the world has sold its soul to Bai six and the whole world has become a game world line that the evil god A game worldline to be played at the hands of the believer Bai Six."

He raised his ghostly blue, bottomless eyes like the sea, with no light at all in them, and then laughed nervously, "You are just a filing point designed by the prophets and the evil gods."

"And I'm just a depository for this archival point of yours."

Tang Erda's pupils shook as he took two steps back, he couldn't pronounce a word for a moment and shook his head firmly after a long interval, "...... Even so, I don't think the members of the Heretic Authority would deliberately sell their souls to Bai six . "

"Not on purpose indeed." Across the room Tang Erda gave a mute laugh, leaned against the wall, pulled a cigarette from his pocket and then abruptly turned his face sideways as he held out the handcuffed hand that hung from his wrist to Tang Erda and curled both fingers, "Got a light?"

Tang Erda said, "No."

"Tsk." This Tang Erda held her cigarette in her mouth, one fractured hand hanging limply at her side, the other pulling the gun from behind her and aiming it casually at the ground before raising her hand to dislike the butt of the cigarette on the glowing barrel.

The cigarette ignited by the temperature of the overheated barrel and he squinted and took a sharp puff before choking and coughing twice and continuing, "It was indeed not intentional."

"After you left, the Heretic Authority and Bai six were in full war when there was a game called Five Buildings, which Bai six swiped from the game pool."

Tang Erda paused for a moment, then he looked up at the other man with a jolt of realisation, "It can't be ......"

"Yes." This man turned his head to Tang Erda, his face full of a mocking smile, " Bai six such a psychopath who lives for money, he came out and took control of five buildings landing in reality and pushed for a full promotion, adding in the agreement that when Party B's assets are not sufficient to pay the price of Party A's property, A Fang Ke has the right to repossess all fixed unfixed assets on Party B, including certain deep unique assets, and A has the sole right to interpret this unique asset."

"The agreement would never have gone through under normal circumstances and no one would have signed it, but after the five buildings landed, many ordinary people who hadn't realised that Bai six was behind it all signed it."

Across the room Tang Erda took a deep drag on her cigarette, "That includes a lot of people from the Heretical Authority."

"They didn't even realise when they signed that they had sold their souls, and in the back Bai six made five buildings land wider and wider, and many of the early ones who hadn't signed this contract at all were forced to sell their souls to him."

" Su Yang would have been dead and his soul would not have fallen into the hands of Bai six anyway, but the five buildings in the block where Su Yang lived landed behind ......"

The man across the table was quiet for a moment, not even aware of the cigarette burning into his hand, as he muttered, "This copy of Five Buildings can transmute the dead into a ghostly state of existence, and as long as there are conscious souls alive, they can trade souls with Bai six."

"The dead Su Yang was thus, robbed of her soul by Bai six."

" Bai six's skill cannot use the unconscious soul of a dead person, and certainly not the system panel of a dead person, I had thought that Su Yang's death would be a relief, but I never expected ......" his obscure Buming gaze shifted down to the cold shackles hanging from his wrists, "I never dreamed that these handcuffs would be used on me."