Chapter 98: Loving Welfare Home

Wednesday's song is [marriage], and marriage also represents another level of [one-to-one] matching.

The frenzied-looking investors went up one by one to dip the trembling children into the water and then to fish them up again, after which someone would come up next to them to draw blood from the group with a transfusion bag, and the investor came down with a satisfied smile on his face with a transfusion bag full of blood.

Soon it was the turn of Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang in front of Bai Liu.

Little Miao Feichi, who had been crying, was pushed into the water by an impatient Miao Feichi and then held down to draw blood, his face white, little Miao Gaojiang was also trembling, but much more submissive, as if realising the futility of resistance, and he looked around at the investors with a look of desperate sadness in his eyes as he trembled and held out his hand to be drawn.

When he came down, Miao Feichi weighed the bag of blood in his hand: "Almost 100ml, gee, if I didn't have to take it back to the hospital for tests, I'd want to take a swig."

Miao Gaojiang, on the other hand, after looking around, concluded, "This group of children and the investors sitting below are in a one-to-one relationship, if we make a move on the others' children, these sick investors will have no children and will soon become bloodless and sickly into the kind of monsters in the icu ward, and there is a good chance that we will correspond to the investor monsters being locked in a hate attack."

Miao Feichi frowned: "Then it's best not to take on these npc investor kids, locking hate to follow the monsters that chase is most troublesome, and it's easy to sneak up on and patch us up later."

"And we were going to do it to the player's kid." Miao Feichi tossed the blood bag from hand to hand, his eyes fixed on the blood flowing in it, "I'll take little Bai six, how about you take the little blind one? Or leave our Muke's kid out."

With that said Miao Feichi he turned his head casually to look at Bai Liu who sat silently behind them, smiling: "In return for Muke telling us the recipe, we won't take your child, but if you need more than one child's blood to pass the level then you'll have to find your own way, little Bai six and little Bai six and the little blind man are ours."

"But there are other ways you can do it." Miao Gaojiang was hypocritical and relieved Bai Liu, he patted Bai Liu's shoulder, "You can try to let the child Muke run out of the orphanage alone, as long as he doesn't get caught by any of the monsters on his way out and survives to complete the main quest, he succeeds and you can pass the level too. "

Although Miao Gaojiang reassured Bai Liu in this way, it was clear that Miao Gaojiang and Miao Feichi did not feel that such a solution was feasible.

These two had no hope at all of getting through the game on the kids' side to begin with, as the chances of success were too slim. It was a level 2 game, and getting a bunch of kids who knew nothing and could do nothing to successfully escape from a bunch of A+ ranked monsters was difficult even for A ranked players with some skill to escape, let alone kids.

This is a programme with an almost zero chance of success.

Bai Liu bowed his head and shook his shoulders as if he were cowering, "Yes, I'll try."

When Miao Feichi saw Bai Liu like this, he snorted twice in disdain and turned his head back to playing with his blood bag.

The moment Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang turned their heads, Bai Liu's face regained its composure - it was a very risky strategy to have children as the subject of the game, but it was the most cost-effective and least risky strategy Bai Liu could calculate at the moment to get through.

The stakes are already quite high though.

" Investors of Muke, please come up and christen your children." The dean read aloud.

Bai Liu raised his eyes, he looked at the little Bai six in white with no expression on his face, they looked at each other very briefly through the flame of the candle, the little Bai six looked away first, he was not used to being looked at directly, Bai Liu suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, there was a lazy certainty of memory in that smile.

-- and at fourteen, one of the things he does best is escape from the orphanage.

Bai Liu, who is now Muke's investor, comes forward to baptize Muke, and Bai Liu stands in front of little Muke as the dean calls and guides him.

Little Muke swallowed nervously and looked over at him as he handed the candle to the dean and opened his arms to Bai Liu, whose body trembled a little uncontrollably.

Little Muke was indeed scared, so scared that he couldn't even tell that this was not his investor, after all, they all looked the same.

Bai Liu followed the director's instructions and put his hands through little Muke's knees and picked him up in his arms.

Little Muke was clinging to Bai Liu's neck, his fear was evident in his eyes and body language, his feet were shaking terribly in the air, his face was white.

Little Muke eased into the water, his eyes squeezed shut and his fists clenched in fear as bubbles rose from his face and he could feel his warm tears melting into the cold water, as if the warmth of his body had passed into the water and become cold.

Will I die,...... little Muke thought a little dazedly, my heart seemed ...... to be beating, it felt like.

A few dozen seconds later, Bai Liu took him out again, a soaked little Muke gasping for air, his mouth bruised and blue, subconsciously clinging to Bai Liu's neck, choking and coughing up some water. The man waiting to draw Muke's blood came forward, pulling out the plastic sleeve to reveal the sharp tip of the needle.

Little Muke shook his head back frantically, terrified beyond belief, and he almost crawled up Bai Liu's head by his shirt as Bai Liu took hold of his struggling ankles.

Bai Liu looks at Muke, who has tears in his eyes: "Be quiet." Then he looked up to the man who was drawing blood and said, "Don't give him any more."

Both the man drawing blood and the struggling little Muke are stunned.

The dean asked, "Investor, are you sure you don't want to take this child's blood? We are no longer responsible to you for any illness he has that affects you after you take him."

"Whatever his blood is." Bai Liu looked up at the dean, who had a light attitude, "There's no need to even take blood for screening, I'm sure he's the child I'm taking, I'll take the consequences of him having the disease myself."

A wet little Muke curled up in Bai Liu's arms, staring blankly at him with water dripping from the ends of his hair.

Bai Liu looked down at little Muke in his arms for a moment, put down the child who had not yet recovered, whispered in little Muke's ear [Follow little Bai six and get out of here, I won't take your blood], then patted little Muke's shoulder as if nothing had happened, Bai Liu got up and went back to his original position.

Little Muke dully took his candle back from the dean and stood next to little Bai six in the queue.

Quickly reacting, little Muke leaned in close to little Bai six and whispered quickly in a lowered voice and with a slightly agitated tone, " little Bai six, he's your investor isn't he! He really didn't want my blood, just like you said!"

"I told you." little Bai six replied with a bemused look, "He's a don't want to die to save us, strange investor."

But soon little Muke looked to little Bai six in horror: "But he's your investor, why is he baptizing me? What will you do if he baptizes me?"

"The next person to be baptised, little Bai six, will the investors of little Bai six please come forward and baptise him." The dean looked to little Bai six.

Little Bai six obediently bowed his head and stood out of line.

The dean called out two or three times, but no one answered from below, and suddenly someone laughed contemptuously and stood up slowly to say back, "Dean, the investor of little Bai six has unfortunately passed away, why don't I come and christen him?"

The person standing up is Miao Feichi.

"No, Mr. Investor, you have already baptised a child." The dean waved his head and refused Miao Feichi, who looked at little Bai six for a moment, licked his lips and sat down with some regret.

The director walked up to little Bai six and looked at him obscurely as if he were looking at an unsold commodity, but his words were compassionate and merciful, "What a poor investor, what a poor child, you have been abandoned, oh, of course, the very fact that you came to this institution means that you have been abandoned by your parents. But now even the only investor who could make the most of your life and who was willing to take you away has abandoned you on the eve of your baptism."

Little Bai six stood with his head bowed as he was scolded by the dean, his dark eyes looking at the candle he held in his hand, the light of the fire reflecting brightly on his expressionless face.

"You are a child abandoned by the gods." The dean sighed long and pretentiously, "The sin in you is incomparable, so the gods have chosen to let everyone abandon you, do you know where you yourself are wrong, little Bai six ?"

"I don't think I know, Dean." little Bai six replied very calmly.

The Mother Superior looked at little Bai six with a very cold and morose gaze, and she condemned him righteously: "My son, your fault is that no one is willing to help you wash away the sins you were born with, you need to be baptized alone, you need to be punished, and you need to stay in this pool for a long time to wash away your sins. "

Before little Bai six could stand, the dean had already taken the candle from little Bai six's hand and sat him down on the altar by holding his shoulders, with the dean looking down on little Bai six with his expressionless face.

She held the candle in one hand and with the other on top of little Bai six's head, she grabbed his hair without hesitation and pushed him towards the sink: "You need to be washed, my child."

The subconscious reaction of choking and suffocating made him try to grab the sides of the bathtub-like altar for baptism, but soon little Bai six had to let go and let himself sink completely to the bottom.

The dean who held his hair still and pushed it under the water smiled gently twice as she held up the burning candle and lowered her eyes to look at little Bai six beneath the waves of water: "You are not allowed to leave the baptismal font until this candle has burned out, little Bai six."

The light from the candle wick jumped demonically twice, dripping hot drops of wax onto little Bai six's hands gripping the sides of the pool, and the flame-like tingling reaction caused little Bai six to instinctively let go of the already slippery wall of the altar he was gripping.

The clear water bobbed in little Bai six's vision, and he saw the gentle smiling face of the Dean directly above him on the swaying water, which fell into his eyes and became hideous and gruesome.

The white drops of wax hit the water and solidified instantly, turning into a waxy floating mass like a child's peeled off nail caps, his hair still pulled down by the dean, little Bai six forced to raise his neck, his chest rising and falling quickly from lack of oxygen, he looked like a small, defenseless animal, only his eyes were suddenly calm, calm as if he had not been pushed into the water of the baptismal pool Below.

It was as if he had anticipated that he would endure all this.

Then, when little Bai six was running out of oxygen, he would seize the opportunity to take a breath by pushing himself up to the surface of the wax dripping with all his might, and then the little Bai six, who had risen up, was quickly pushed down again by the dean, breathing hard again and again as if he was going to die in the baptismal pool in the next moment, with the feeling of suffocating and struggling with all his might to emerge from the drowning water. The feeling of struggle.

Miao Feichi looked at the suffering little Bai six with a look of pleasure as he stretched his neck to see the pained face of the submerged little Bai six.

Miao Gaojiang didn't really like this kind of child torture scene, it reminded him of the child Miao Feichi had kidnapped, and he turned his head slightly to the side, wrinkling his brow without looking, his face a little sullen.

Bai Liu watches quietly from below, his eyes seeming a little dazed and overly calm.

It seemed that the man in front of him on the verge of drowning this was not the fourteen year old he was, nor was it his only bargaining chip to pass in this game.

Long ago memories emerged from his waxed seahorse like little Bai sixes struggling to emerge from beneath the water.

Bai Liu hates water because he was once punished like little Bai six for a mistake, when he was 14 years old, I think, Bai Liu doesn't remember much, humans instinctively forget memories that make them uncomfortable, he did something wrong, he took money from an adult and promised to do something for him, just like little Bai six. .

This was soon denounced by the other children in the orphanage, and the director of the orphanage looked at him in horror and fear as if he had done something unforgivable, and of course Bai Liu, who at that time was still called Bai six, was feared and talked about by the director and the teachers for his [unseemly] bloody hobbies.

The way they look at Bai Liu is that look of disgust and fear [ah I knew it, you finally did something like this].

To be honest, Bai Liu enjoyed the look, but he was soon punished.

Bai Liu squinted and recalled in some confusion - it was as if his head had been pushed into something, he couldn't quite remember, it was always just a container full of water, scolding him and screaming at him to stop doing it next time, and he bowed and choked and softly agreed.

They did not simply let him go, the little devil as they called him, and drowned him for a while longer, before they left in a state of exhaustion and glee, as if they had educated a murderer who had gone astray.

Also drowned for the afternoon Lu Yizhan lay gasping for breath, side by side, on the ground next to a drowned and dying Bai Liu, or rather Bai six, who had not yet changed his name at that time.

Lu Yizhan, one of the world's greatest idiots, came forward to take the blame for Bai Liu when the teacher, after receiving reports from other children, asked who had done such a bad thing, and admitted that he had done it and asked the teacher to punish him - without even knowing what Bai Liu had done. He didn't even know what Bai Liu had done, so he took the blame for Bai Liu with aplomb.

But unfortunately Lu Yizhan's foolishly self-giving good intentions don't end well - the kid who told on Bai Liu is the one who did the bad deed.

The end result was that Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan, the accomplices who helped to cover up but did nothing, were both severely punished by the teacher.

Even though he was punished, Lu Yizhan was a notoriously good boy who was loved by his teachers and would not have been punished so severely, but he refused to leave. He didn't resist, he didn't curse, he didn't stop the teacher from torturing anyone, he just didn't leave, he just stared straight at Bai Liu who was drowning and coughing.

When Bai Liu was pushed into the water, Lu Yizhan buried his head in the water and looked at Bai Liu who was struggling underwater, saying anxiously that it would be over soon, just hold on a little longer, Bai Liu, it will be over soon.

I was there, Bai Liu, and Lu Yizhan was underwater like he was hissing and saying, I'm sure you didn't do anything bad!

Bai Liu looked underwater at Lu Yizhan, whose mouth was gurgling with bubbles as he spoke, at Lu Yizhan's face as he spoke to him in anxiety and panic under the water, bubbles gurgling out of Lu Yizhan's mouth, and Bai Liu was tormented into laughing, and he did laugh - and he did. He couldn't actually hear what the fool was saying to him, nor could he figure out where the fool's unfounded belief in him came from.

If Bai Liu had had the strength to speak at that moment, he would have told Lu Yizhan, "Stupid, I've really done something very, very bad" - but alas, he had no strength left, he was drowning to death.

Lu Yizhan, the unlucky fellow who ended up suffering much the same as Bai Liu, is now choking and getting up from the spot, stumbling up to help Bai Liu, who is also lying on the ground soaking wet and gasping for air.

Then, as if he had a brain fart, Lu Yizhan suddenly squatted down and looked straight at Bai Liu and asked him, "Do you want to change your name and tell them that you have changed your face and will never use the name [Bai six] to meet people and do bad things again.

They might not punish you like that in the future - Lu Yizhan was very whimsical and, in Bai Liu's eyes, very stupid in making a suggestion that was not at all constructive.

This isn't the first time he's done something that Bai Liu thinks is out of his mind; in fact Lu Yizhan is a guy who often has such unfounded ideas - like having to be friends with him too.

Bai Liu's eyes rolled for a moment as he was picked up by Lu Yizhan's arm and turned his head to look at this big fool Lu, who was looking at him expectantly with his eyes drenched with water, his wet hair slipping down and covering Bai Liu's eyes. He didn't know what he was laughing at, or why he wanted to laugh, but he was laughing strangely and loudly on the ground, which was wet with water from his own body.

After laughing and coughing up the water in his throat, Bai Liu looked calmly at Lu Yizhan, who was dazed by his laughter, and said indifferently, "Fine, if you want to change it, I'll change my name.

The baptism, or rather the torture, of little Bai six at the altar was finally over and the abbot finally let little Bai six out of the pool.

Churches are not allowed to slaughter children, so Bai Liu wasn't worried about the dean drowning little Bai six, she was just punishing little Bai six, a child no investor wanted - because baptism was part of the group's mission, and it was only natural that failure to do so would be punished. It was only natural that failure to do so would result in punishment.

Little Bai six emerged violently from the pool, lying on the edge of it and choking and coughing several times, he raised his hand to wipe the clear water from his mouth and staggered out of the altar, soon little Bai six recovered from a state of suffocation in which he was about to drown, the child who had almost been drowned in public did not react at all, as if he was used to it, very blandly After taking the candle, which had finished burning, from the hands of the yard, he politely bowed to the dean who had strangled him and made him suffer the finish, and stood back in line.

His hair was clinging to the sides of his face and dripping down the sides of his face, and his white robe was now soaking wet and clinging to his body, which made him look thin and small.

Little Bai six lowered his head and covered his mouth and nose with a restrained cough, his eyes flushed.

Looking at ...... is a bit pathetic.

The statue of the reverse cross behind him, which had been sleeping peacefully, frowned at some point, and his fingers, which had been spread out, drew together slightly. As if disturbed by the choking cough of little Bai six, the thorns on his body became more tightly wound.