Chapter 97: Loving Welfare Home

Central lobby of the game, core screen area.

Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang's minor TV positions were slightly lower than Bai Liu's earlier matchups, and both of them saw their minor TV numbers slip, causing them to drop slightly from their positions near the [King's Promotion] to the core promotion, while Bai Liu's minor TV ranking rose slightly, but his minor TV numbers weren't good enough to make it to the [Nightmare Rising Star Promotion]. Nightmare Rising Star promotion].

The two sides are now meeting in the [core promotion], with Bai Liu having the slight upper hand, his promotion being directly above Miao Feichi's father and son.

There is a great deal of circulation between players in the same promotion, as the viewers can see each other, and when a player does well, the viewers of his mini-television will cheer and get excited, and although the viewers of the different players' mini-televisions cannot hear each other, the atmosphere can easily attract the viewers around them, resulting in one side absorbing the viewers of the other, one flying higher and one falling lower. This is the stalemate that Bai Liu and Miao Feichi are currently in.

And this stalemate can easily lead to audience loss.

But it's a good thing that Bai Liu didn't lose too many viewers, and none of the rare big names standing in front of Bai Liu's small TV left, and Wang Shun couldn't help but exhale - mainly because Bai Liu's gameplay was so deadly, the kind of gameplay that was so gut-wrenching that it was going to flip over if you weren't careful. The curiosity of the game was very much in the air.

A senior player from the Kabbalah guild (the fourth ranked guild) commented to Bai Liu with a tearful smile, "What a hang-up, this guy's style of play still really suits the [Comedy of Death] section, no wonder he supposedly fell into it the first time."

The green charm in the form of a growing branch in the hair of a senior guild member of the Kabbalah is very recognisable, Wang Shun recognised it at first glance, and the darker the branch in the hair, the higher the rank - and the charm on the long hair of the audience member commenting on Bai Liu was close to dark green, and appeared to be A high ranking member of the guild.

"Indeed, I rarely see such desperate players anymore." A spectator in a neat white uniform, with a winged seven-stringed lyre embroidered in gold thread on the right heart of the system, nodded.

The spectator had a handsome, elegant mixed-race face, brilliant blonde hair worn to the back of his head, and spoke with a somewhat indifferent expression, and Wang Shun recognised the uniform as that of a member of the Golden Dawn Guild (the third-ranked guild).

But this Wang Shun has not been seen on the field before and he is a bit face blind about the guild's personnel, a lot of foreigners, but this would be an alternate player who has just joined the team this year, the same status as Zhang Gui before he died.

"But Bai Liu should also have a hard time dealing with this situation, he's on a tightrope and one wrong move and Miao Gaojiang will kill him." A lazy-faced spectator commented, dressed in rags like a beggar on the street, and there was only one guild in the entire game that had such a wicked costume - the Heavenly Masons (the seventh ranked guild).

This is a very strange guild, the founder of this guild was a very rich beggar who has died in the game, but under his spiritual influence the whole guild has this strange picture of liking to wear rags - the most frequent place where the names of the players of this guild appear is on the [Report Wall] within the game, where every day players Report this guild's players as having an exhibitionist fetish and dressing inappropriately.

The Masonic spectator who had just spoken was on the verge of being reported, but he didn't care, instead he held up his finger and tapped Bai Liu in the small TV and said with amusement, "So it's true that newcomers have an aura, the small TV in this game is designed to avoid a situation where newcomers have no points to use, resulting in a strange high mortality rate, so that newcomers can The game's mini-TV is designed to avoid the death rate of newcomers who have no points to use, so that they can buy props in time."

"And the small TV bounty points received by veteran players who have been playing for more than a year will be transferred to the system wallet and will only reach the live player after the game has ended, after a tax ranging from five to twenty percent has been deducted in steps, depending on how many points have been earned."

"And a newcomer who is in a live game can judge whether he is operating correctly or not based entirely on how many points he has been rewarded, whereas veteran players do not have this benefit, they can only keep going according to their own experience." This viewer continued, raising an eyebrow, "But in this stalemate situation, this newcomer aura is ineffective because he doesn't get too many bounties."

"And once they find out that they have made a mistake and their bounty points have dropped significantly, many newcomers will lose their mindset and end up in a dead end." The viewer watched Bai Liu on the small TV with rapt attention, "What would you do Bai Liu ?"

"How will you, a poor, penniless fellow, go to the next step." He pondered, " Miao Gaojiang and Miao Feichi are waiting at the hospital door for you to explain [the cure], they are saying they will kill you if you don't, Miao Gaojiang is not a player who would casually tolerate instability around him, will you honestly explain your hard-won quest clues Will you?"

Bai Liu's eyes droop in the small television as he hurries across the hospital's long corridor towards where the investors are meeting.

Apart from Bai Liu and the other players, there were some other [investors] who were going to observe the ceremony, except that all [investors] looked the same and if you didn't take the initiative to say hello, you wouldn't really recognise who was who standing at the entrance of the hospital.

However, Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang are easily recognisable, as Miao Feichi likes to play with his two hogweed knives, and it is Miao Gaojiang who usually stands next to Miao Feichi.

Bai Liu, who was pretending to be Muke, went over and greeted him respectfully, while Miao Gaojiang, upon seeing him, brought up the matter of the [Life Extension Remedy] in a straightforward manner.

This was something Bai Liu couldn't hide from Miao Gaojiang, and there was no way he could lie to them, because the system would only say they unlocked the main quest if these two people got the correct [Life Renewing Remedy], otherwise the system didn't respond, and Bai Liu and Miao Gaojiang looked at each other - The man also looked at him with a very critical gaze, and Bai Liu needed to prove his worth in front of this man Miao Gaojiang.

Bai Liu simply handed Miao Gaojiang the pages he had torn out, but there were a few other pages mixed in with them as confusing information.

After Miao Gaojiang and Miao Feichi had scanned through the ten lines at a glance, the faces of these two paused for a moment, supposedly popping up the system panel to unlock the main quest, and Miao Gaojiang's face to Bai Liu eased for a moment: "It is indeed a [Life Renewing Remedy]."

But even with the confusing information, Miao Gaojiang quickly sorted out the whole [Life-Sustaining Remedy], and his face sank considerably: "But asking us to kill children to get blood, if we do that, it's going to cut half of our life points."

"Old secondary gameplay, it's the forced eating of half of a player's total life." Miao Feichi pulled out his ears with his pinky finger, dismissive, "I don't like that little brat of mine either, it's a pain in the ass and useless, and he was staring at me before like he wanted to eat my flesh, it's disgusting, so let's get rid of it."

"And that little Bai Liu." Miao Feichi rubbed his fists together as he licked his lips with a clear look of salivation, "This game is designed to kill kids, I like to kill kids and eat their flesh, after the blood is drawn I can eat the skin, no waste, just right."

"But it's best not to do it today." Miao Gaojiang looked warningly at Miao Feichi, "You still have at least a day before your stamina slots are back up enough to be restored with stamina restorers, if you do it today during the day, you'll get stuck with the skill badly."

"Tch." Miao Feichi gave Miao Gaojiang a sidelong glance, "I know, but even if the monsters here are A+, you don't have to be so nervous, how many times have we played all three levels of the game."

Miao Gaojiang gave Miao Feichi a few words of gentle advice: "It's better to be careful."

Miao Gaojiang is too vigilant and will not act easily if he is not 80 or 90 percent sure. The items he got from Bai Liu before included points. -He used the same cloth item that Du Sanying had used in the previous game [Fabric of Disguise].

This fabric's system gives the prop explanation as [False Reality], that is, the fabric that actually exists but is untouchable. The thing that this thing is wrapped in is not considered to be directly owned by the player, so Bai Liu's trade skill is not valid because the other player does not [get] the trade item, as if it were a Taobao buyer that has purchased but not received the item.

Miao Gaojiang would deliberately avoid Bai Liu speaking to him in imperative sentences, and he was very careful that any ending sentences in which Bai Liu spoke to him in a questioning tone would be nudged back by Miao Gaojiang without a word.

Bai Liu now understands the meaning of Miao Gaojiang's popular poll's logo "A heart as fine as dust, a heart as deep as a city".

Miao Gaojiang is indeed a very difficult opponent to deal with. The observation and details are so dense that even though Bai Liu has the upper hand now, he doesn't find a hole that Miao Gaojiang can exploit.

After a few failed attempts, Bai Liu had to pretend to keep his mouth shut under the increasingly suspicious gaze of Miao Gaojiang.

We'll just have to think of something else.

When it was almost ten o'clock, the director of the orphanage, who had led the investors yesterday, came over, and the same director led them across the orphanage to see the baptism.

From the path they had taken yesterday, and again from the back of the classroom building where Bai Liu had logged in, they could see a church of good size and construction, a building that was not there in reality after several downsizings due to financial embarrassment.

The church was a typical church, with a spire of pure white marble and a base carved with runes Bai Liu didn't quite understand, and after a couple of glances he was sure it wasn't from the New Testament or the Old Testament, but a very strange runic prayer that didn't belong to any of the words Bai Liu knew to be engraved on church walls, twisted and hideous hieroglyphics.

The tallest building has many small angels in niches, life-size and lifelike, as if they were sculptures made from the faces of real people, with eyes so large that they look as if they will roll off their faces in the next moment. cracks from the peeling paint on their faces.

But the rest of this church is so new that the sculpture has not aged to this extent.

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze without moving and followed the other investors into the church.

The interior of the church was spacious, high and wide, the sound of human footsteps echoing across the floor, the light coming in through the high windows on either side of the church, falling on the pale faces of the terminally ill with their faces full of death, their seats facing an altar with a metre-high cross, a very common church building, but Bai Liu squinted for a moment and noticed something was wrong.

They actually use some religious elements in their horror games, and Bai Liu has seen a thousand or 800 images of the crucifixion of Jesus, but this one is clearly not right.

This is clearly an inverse cross, and this inverse cross is bundled not with the statue of Jesus as Bai Liu remembered, but with a statue of an adolescent.

The youth on the reverse cross looks a little bigger than little Bai six, his eyes are closed and his hands and feet are bound with thorns.

The wooden cross has thorns twisting through his ankles and neck and around his face, and Bai Liu can almost see the shadows of his long eyelashes falling across his thorn-scarred face - but this is just a plain white statue, not so meticulously carved.

But even if it hadn't been so meticulously sculpted, it would still be a beautiful sculpture.

His limbs are fluid and graceful, and his face is of surprisingly superior proportions as he lies in the thorny bush growing out against the cross, his face slightly tilted sideways nestled in his bound arms, the light falling from the side window on his serene sleeping face, dense with a holy glow in the somewhat dimly lit church.

Like a sleeping god.

The Mother Superior stood in front of the statue blocking Bai Liu's gaze as she looked at all the patients who had taken their seats, "We are here today, to welcome the newborn, but baptism is only the beginning, the killing of children is forbidden in the church, so please, investors, wait until you you have really confirmed that afterwards that is the child you want, and that indeed that child can give you new life, then you can take them."

"Not all children can bring you new life. " the Mother Superior looked at the people in her seat with a very deep gaze as she raised her arms and shouted, "It takes a child of pure blood to bring you new life!"

The investors below couldn't help but conform excitedly, "A brand new life!!! "

Bai Liu was sitting in the back row of Miao Feichi Miao Gaojiang, and when he heard this, Miao Feichi sidled up to Miao Gaojiang and complained: "Why does this game have a safe house for children? It's not convenient."

"Normal, after all, it's a level 2 game, you can't always get through it that easily." Miao Gaojiang thoughtfully analysed, "But I think the key to this game is still to make sure you catch that child of your own, that blood purity should mean this, bleeding the same blood as us, and there should only be a child who meets the conditions to be the main medicine inducer to pour out that blood lingzhi we want."

But Miao Gaojiang gave a slight pause and quickly added: "But according to the usual urine of the secondary game, I think the blood of one child should not quite be able to save one player, so that the mortality rate of the players can not be stuck, to be on the safe side we capture a few more, one player corresponds to two children, it should be about the same. "

Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang were chatting about what to do with the children. The two had no hesitation in classifying them as their enemies after learning about the [Life Extension Remedy] and were now talking about how to draw blood from their infant selves, with Miao Feichi giggling about how to buy an oversized juicer in the system and throw them in to squeeze the blood. Miao Feichi is now chatting about how to draw blood from her infant self.

Bai Liu listens silently from the back.

He was not surprised that today [the investor] could not lay hands on a child; according to that song and his usual understanding of baptism, a child before baptism is sinful, impure, and by all probability incapable of being drawn and used.

If it were possible to attack the children directly today, with Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang, two high-risk players, coming to the baptism and the children being completely defenceless, Bai Liu would have tried to get little Bai six to run off with the others this morning.

Soon after the Dean led all the investors in a few prayers, he led a bunch of children in wide robes of pure white down to their ankles and bare feet into the room.

There was a slight stirring of investors throughout the room, the same expression on their identical faces - they were avidly and greedily surveying these children who were led to them by the dean, these children who exuded a constant stream of life.

This is their new birth.

Even Miao Feichi, who was slouched back in his chair, sat up straighter, his head stretched out to survey the children with the look of a juicer looking at the fruit about to enter his inner cavity, with a cruel excitement and greed to churn them up, his nose twitching twice with a slightly intoxicated expression.

"These little brats smell so delicious." Miao Feichi looks like an animal about to eat, he keeps licking his lips and staring deadpan at little Bai six walking in the line of children, "That little Bai six, looks so tender, I haven't eaten a baby in one go for a long time, he might be able to. "

Little Bai six, wearing a wide white robe that trailed down to his ankles and no shoes, looked down at the flat, burning candle he held in his hands, the light of which swayed on his calm face as he walked barefoot at the end of the line of children and stood on the dais under the guidance of the dean.

The children were standing in a horizontal row on the platform holding and pulling together under the direction of the dean. little Bai six slowly raised their eyes and there were many identical [investor] faces under the platform, thin and pale with eerie smiles examining them, and under the shaking of the candles in the children's hands, these faces seemed to distort and twist in the hot air into the shape of shouting, with their mouths wide open to lunge at them .

Little Muke, who was standing next to little Bai six, only peeked up and lowered his head in fear, while little Bai six continued to look at everyone below him without a trace, finally fixing his gaze on Bai Liu and not moving away - it was clear that he had been looking for Bai Liu in the pile of investors. He was obviously looking for Bai Liu in the pile of investors.

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows in mild surprise - how did he recognise this kid, when all the investors down here look the same?

Someone brought in a bathtub, or rather something that looked like a bathtub, and the altar that the dean explained was used to baptize the children was filled with bobbing water and surrounded by a ring of what looked like unwashable, residual blood.

This bath was placed in front of these children.

The dean stood in front of all the children and she raised her hand in a gesture that made all the children look up at her.

She gave a very kind smile, "All right, children, let's sing the hymn once and then start baptising you one by one, remembering to add your name to the hymn at the end."

The uneven voices of small children sang in their childish, clear voices, the flames of the candles they held in their hands dancing brightly in their innocent eyes.

"Born on Monday of our moon

We were baptized on Tuesday, Fire Day

We get married on Wednesday

We get sick on Thursday (Obsidian)

We are sicker on Golden Obsidian (Friday)

We die on Saturday

We were buried in the earth on Sunday (Sunday)

This is our life - this is the life of Bai six (each child's name)."

"Very good." After a quirky opening song, the dean opened the register roster she was holding and looked down and began to read the names on it, "Next I will have each [investor] baptize their investment child, it's simple, just dip your child into this pool of clear water, but the clear water will only wash away the germs these children bring from the outside world, oh sorry, not germs, it's I made a mistake, it's sin, and water is not enough to wash the sin out of them-"

The mother looked up, her eyes sweeping over all the children, the smile on her face turning grim and mean: "After washing them with water, you can take some of the children's blood to wash their sins away, then take some of the blood and go to the hospital to identify if there are any other sins in them, if not, you can come on Wednesday to take, or rather, adopt these children now."

Bai Liu's eyes twitched slightly.

No wonder there is such an incestuous ceremony [of baptism] here.

It turned out that these [investors] were afraid that these children had some other virus in their bodies, so they also had to use this ritual in advance to wash away [disease and dirt] from these children in the orphanage on a spiritual level, as well as taking some of the blood back for examination to make sure that there was nothing wrong with these children's blood on a physiological level - such as the presence of germs and infectious diseases.

These [investors] are quite sophisticated, they dislike these children from the outside world on a spiritual and physical level, so they set up this crowning [baptism] to screen the quality of the blood of the children in the orphanage.

This is the equivalent of a [pre-match] experiment, and when [Wednesday] you can officially start taking children away.