Chapter 423: The Challenge

Shortly after Bai six was transformed into a portrait, Yuan Guang choked and coughed twice and woke up in a daze, propping himself up on a chair and trying twice to get up but failing.

Bai Liu walks up to Yuan Guang and offers him his hand.

Yuan Guang realised that there was someone else in the house and asked, "Bai Liu, what are you doing here?"

"You don't have to worry about that for now." Bai Liu said lightly, "What dream did you have last night?"

Yuan Guang was reminded by Bai Liu that he had a splitting headache, and almost fell backwards onto the ground, propping himself up on his forehead, before narrowly catching Bai Liu's hand and being gently brought to his feet.

"Thank you." Yuan Guang propped himself up in his chair, he tossed his head, frowning as he began to remember, "A dream? I think I had a dream last night after I watched you go back."

Bai Liu asks, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamt that ......" Yuan Guang scratched his head hesitantly, "I dreamt that you woke up and came to me to play a game, then I lost and I was controlled by you, my mental value reduced to 0, turned into a monster, and uncontrollably started using the skill ...... on you"

"I don't remember what happened after that."

Yuan Guang paused, and he opened his mouth, "Is it true that I ...... was controlled again and summoned Bai six ?"

"Well." Bai Liu replied in a flat tone, "I've just seen him."

Yuan Guang was quiet for a long time this time, standing next to Bai Liu, his hands clenched on the back of his chair until his knuckles turned white, he slowly lowered his head and spoke, "...... I believe you can lead Russell Cemetery to victory."

"If Bai six comes to you next time with the help of me logging into reality, you can kill me at ......".

No sooner had he said that than Bai Liu's phone suddenly rang and a slightly anxious Tang Erda's voice came over the line, " Bai Liu, it's going to explode, come down now."

"I'll take Yuan Guang and go straight into the game, you guys explode." Bai Liu said calmly.

Tang Erda paused for a moment, "Okay, you take care of yourself."

Before Tang Erda hangs up the phone, Bai Liu hears Su Yang's angry yell on the other side: "We can't just blow up before the people come down!"

"Leave it to Bai Liu, it'll be fine." Tang Erda speaks quickly, trying to pass the matter off, "He'll take care of it."

Su Yang's voice was helpless to the core: "You're letting him get away with too much! This is a matter of life and death! No, give me the phone so I can talk to Bai Liu. ......"

" Tang Erda!!!"

The phone was hung up by Tang Erda.

Bai Liu put down his phone and looked sideways at Yuan Guang standing next to him: "You heard it too, the building is about to explode, do you want to go down?"

"I won't be going down." Yuan Guang said, "I'll go straight into the game later, President Bai, you go down first."

Bai Liu did not move, standing at the edge of the opening in the unsealed wall of the rotting building, from where he could peer out and see a corner of the thriving and bustling city.

"President Bai, how did you guess that Bai six would be looking for you here?" Yuan Guang suddenly asked in a very soft voice.

Bai Liu's eyes were downcast and his voice was smooth, "I didn't guess Bai six would be looking for me here."

"I just guessed where you were going to kill yourself."

Yuan Guang's pupils flinched and his body froze.

Bai Liu continued without a ripple, " Bai six can only manipulate people's dreams, but the person who climbed this building alone and awake before the blast and then fell asleep on the floor was yourself, wasn't it?"

"I can't think of a second explanation for this kind of behaviour other than suicide."

Yuan Guang is motionless and silent behind Bai Liu's back.

"You only asked for twenty percent of the points I gave you, and I was told that all of it was dissipated and not kept for yourself." Bai Liu's tone was light and calm, " When Muke came to hand over to you, you also refused his help to you and passed on the full compensation for your own house to your mother."

"Make all the arrangements for your own afterlife, and come to die here where it all began."

Bai Liu turned to Yuan Guang: "Everything is getting better, why should I choose to die now?"

Yuan Guang slowly lifted his head, his eyes so red that it seemed like they could shed tears if he blinked: "All this good turn, so many sacrifices to get ......"

"Why am I the one enjoying it?"

The black-and-white photo of Uncle Wang on the tabletop behind him shows him smiling brightly and generously, with four sticks of incense just extinguished in the incense burner in front of him. Yuan Guang's tears finally fell, and he choked back a sob and clenched his fist: "I'm just a piece of shit who gave nothing!"

"They piled these things up with their lives! Why should I have to get it!"

"I couldn't do anything, I killed all my teammates in my first league because of my skills, and even you who ended up helping me out almost died at my hands!"

"I've worked so hard but I'm still living in such a shameful way, I can't earn money, I can't help anyone, I can't even win a game if my opponent sends me a head, I've been hurting people all my life, what's the value of my life!"

Yuan Guang's back was straight, but he was howling loudly, "Why am I the one who has lived this long?"

"If we take the world at face value." Bai Liu looked at Yuan Guang who was crying in pain, "You do live for nothing."

Yuan Guang cried even more.

Bai Liu suddenly laughed very softly, "But the person who chose to keep you alive is not yourself."

"It was those who chose you to be president, those who you felt should enjoy it all and were willing to die for it, and you took on their desire to live and never ran away from it, so you lived."

"You live to get it all, the very desire of those who died."

Bai Liu smiled and said, "To be a vessel for so many desires without breaking down, you are a very valuable person in my book."

Yuan Guang looked at Bai Liu with tears streaming down her face: "I really want ...... to sell my soul to you."

"But it shouldn't work." Yuan Guang cried out in pain as he lifted his arm to whimper and wipe his face, "I've tried so many times before and the shit system says I've sold my soul."

Bai Liu looked at the offering table behind Yuan Guang: "Have you moved all the ashes out?"

"Right." Yuan Guang drawled, "but left the offering table and the posthumous photo behind."

Bai Liu asks, "Why?"

Yuan Guang was quiet for a few seconds and said hoarsely, "Because everyone wants these dead people to see the scene of a rotten building being blown up."

"They've been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows, his face level as he looked out at the rotting building that was beginning to shake the mountain because of the blast, "Let's show them, then."

The building, which had not yet been repaired, shook and fell in the huge blast, and the huge cloud of smoke and dust rose into the air in the shape of a mushroom, but was strangely confined to a certain area without spreading out, and instead of flying about, the debris flew to a certain extent, as if it had hit an invisible wall and bounced back.

This is supposed to be one of the heresies that brought about the controlled explosion hazard by the Heresy Disposal Authority.

The only thing that came through the area of the explosion was the wind.

The huge, gunpowder-smelling wind blew strongly in their faces, blowing the hair completely out of Bai Liu and Yuan Guang's foreheads, as well as the huge cloud of smoke that covered the ground.

The tall building that blocked the direct sunlight came crashing down, and the brilliant daylight penetrated the huge dust of the explosion, connecting in wisps to the rotting building in the corner of this sunny development that had been out of sight for years.

Sunlight poured into every room of the still unsealed rotting building, shining on the black and white photos on every offering table inside, and on the incense burners that had still just been extinguished, as if the people in these cold posthumous photos were beginning to grow warm and smile under the sunlight.

Yuan Guang's eyes squinted at the blinding glare, and tears fell unconsciously as he looked at the back of Bai Liu standing on the edge, blown by the wind as if he was about to fall in the next moment.

Sunlight, was it such a bright thing?

Finally, the blast arrived at this rotten building they were in.

The bottom of the rotting building popped with a loud bang and began to rumble and sway downwards.

Yuan Guang walked up next to Bai Liu, he tilted his head to look at the sunlight coming in, took a deep breath and asked very softly, " President Bai ......"

"Yeah." Bai Liu answered without looking back, "What can I do for you?"

Yuan Guang paused: "In our guild, is the working mechanism 996?"

Bai Liu suddenly gave a light laugh before looking back at him, "No, our guild doesn't use the 996 system."

Yuan Guang was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Bai Liu speak unsteadily.

"Our guild is 007."

Yuan Guang: "......"

A tear was shed.