There are other things that Bai Liu finds strange—he can't use props in the real world at will, because the system restricts him.
Except for individual items related to the realization of desires, they can be used directly in reality without restriction after being exchanged. Most items cannot be used in reality and will be restricted by the system, just like Bailiu was in reality before. The use of their own skills in the game is also restricted.
Generally, the higher the level of props and skills, the more restrictions players have to use in reality.
The prop Bai Liu used in reality was the blood ganoderma before.
The blood ganoderma cannot be used directly. The system warned him, but after the warning, Bai Liu clearly felt that the coin attached to the cross was shaken twice, and he could use it, although he didn’t know what happened. , But it should be the mysterious evil god Tavel doing something before Bai Liu could use blood ganoderma.
But even under the protection of Cthulhu, many of Bailiu's props could not be used directly.
But this Tang Erba, listening to his tone, seemed to be able to use props freely in reality beyond the system's limitations.
In this case, Bai Liu thinks there are two possibilities:
The first is because Tang Erda's special identity for time travel allowed him to escape the system's review and restrictions.
But Bai Liu thinks this is unlikely, because if this person has already escaped the restrictions of the system, he won't be a player anymore. Tang Erda obviously watched his small TV. This proves that Tang Erda is still good. In the game.
The second possibility is that Tang Erda was not an item obtained from the system at all.
This person probably has a thorough insight into the nature of games, props, evil things, and reality.
Tang Erda was probably taken from the spot. He took advantage of his professional advantage—the captain of the third team of the Heretic Dangerous Handling Department. He could completely use the evil things that landed in the real world dungeon and be dealt with by this heretical danger. After collecting the parts, use them as your own props.
Bai Liu found out before that after a game instance is cleared, the items that monsters are rewarded are generally related to monsters, and sometimes even monsters themselves.
For example, the previous copy of "Sirren Town" rewarded the props with fish scales, amulets, and fish bones; "The Last Train of Burst" rewarded the fragments of the mirror that caused the explosion, and the copy of "Love Welfare Institute" published by Bai Liu not long ago "The rewarded item is blood ganoderma.
It is as if the game deliberately uses these evil things that cause all disasters as rewards for completing the task, and then allows the player to bring it back to reality.
The priceless mirror suddenly appeared, the secret recipe of blood ganoderma suddenly discovered by the investors in the orphanage—as if there was something, deliberately using the player to use the player This hub that has been dazzled by its own desires is constantly transporting to reality-this is most likely the way the game loads copies in reality.
The interface of evil things—this is Tang Erda's vocabulary to describe Bai Liu.
It has to be said that this is a very appropriate vocabulary, which is constantly wandering between the game and reality. In order to realize their desire to use evil things in reality, these players act as the core evil of the game loading a copy of reality. The medium of things is indeed very much like an interface.
And if this person is a believer of the evil god, then he must be a very efficient interface-because the frequency and speed of loading evil things into reality through him must be unprecedentedly high.
Because under the blessing of Cthulhu, Bai Liu is less restricted in reality than other players, and he has already felt this.
If it can make a profit... Bai Liu's eyes deepened for a moment.
"This is really a pretty fanciful future." He touched his chin and thought deeply. "Is this smuggling of illegally controlled items? Is it illegal?"
After thinking about the nature of this industry for a while, Bai Liu had to admit with regret that it should be illegal. If Lu Yizhan found out that he might be read to death, forget it.
But if he in other timelines does not have Lu Yizhan, a friend who can miss the dead, then Bai Liu feels that he is likely to choose to be a smuggler-he would not choose to directly use these evil things for profit, which is too inefficient.
Smuggle these evil things into the real world more quickly, and then take the initiative to collect patents and smuggling fees from people in related industries. He can have the profits earned by omni-channel evil things products... Just think about Bailiu for now I feel sorry for myself-this is a good way to earn money.
It's a pity that it's not legal--you can see from Tang Er's attitude that they have already touched the interface of his evil creature in the later stage, and he should have died miserably.
Bai Liu flipped through his system panel again, and found that he had lost the shelter of fish scales and crosses. Indeed, he could no longer use any special items, and he could not use personal skills—it is no longer possible to use skills to trade with people.
Sitting in the small black room, I don’t know what time it is. Bai Liu sighed in his heart that Tang Er deserves to be the opponent he has played against him many times. He has almost met him and eliminated all risks. .
It can be seen that I have suffered many losses under his hands, and I really hate him.
It was not that Bai Liu had never thought of asking other people for help, but Tang Erda would not leave him any drills.
If he didn't guess wrong, Tang Er Da would soon let others come to accompany him-his tone of talking about [Wandering Circus] was not good.
I hope these people can understand the meaning of the last text he sent them before he was caught and confiscated.
Bai Liu leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes.
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C is large, the second dormitory is on the third floor.
Mu Sicheng looked at the bed rolled in white cloth on the opposite side with a dull expression-it was Liu Huai's bed. After he logged out, he encountered Liu Huai's accident and was taken by the police for questioning. He had just returned.
Even Bai Liu, a person with a skin-scraping nature, may have considered the mental shock that Mu Sicheng has endured, and today he let him go and did not let him enter the game immediately. Bai Liu just sent a text message to Mu Sicheng saying that he would enter the game tonight. , Let him rest first, and didn't say when to let him enter the game.
But Mu Sicheng couldn't have a good rest at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, Liu Huai was hit by a bus and bled all over his head.
He stared straight at the message Bai Liu sent him on his mobile phone at 9:16 in the evening. All the words on this message were known to Mu Sicheng, but they were connected in a string and he seemed to be able to read it. The same as understanding obstacles, unable to recognize these words.
[Be careful with the rose and the hunter, I may die in the hands of the hunter, don’t wait for me, leave here]
… What does this mean
This absent-minded dazedness of being emptied of emotions continued until someone knocked on the door of Mu Sicheng's dormitory.
Mu Sicheng stood up in a daze and opened the door directly: "Lao San, didn't you bring your dormitory key..."
He stopped, and Mu Sicheng and the policeman in the dark gray special uniform outside the door looked at each other.
The policeman held something behind his waist and looked at Mu Sicheng warily: "Mu Sicheng student, we have something to ask you directly, please come with us."
Mu Sicheng paused, and then said: "I just finished recording the confession and came back. Haven't you asked everything you want to ask? Can you ask me tomorrow? I'm very tired and I want to rest. ."
He was referring to Liu Huai.
"We are not from the traffic department." The police showed him his ID. "You are related to another very serious social accident. Please cooperate with us in our investigation."
Mu Sicheng's somewhat distracted gaze swept from behind the policeman's waist, and fell on the document that the other party raised up to him as if he hadn't recovered.
He muttered to himself: "Dangerous heresy investigation field personnel of the third detachment..."
Mu Sicheng finished reading it quietly for a while.
"Although I don't understand what department you are, or why I was suddenly involved in a serious social accident, but I will cooperate with your investigation." Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, and he touched tiredly. He said, "But can I go to a toilet before I leave? I stayed at the police station for a day and took a statement. I never let me go to the toilet and kept filling me with water. I just came back."
The police looked at Mu Sicheng hesitantly for a while.
The face of this college student is very exposed, exhausted and tired, and he feels that he can fall asleep at any time by holding the door.
It seems that the roommate in the same dormitory died strangely in front of him this morning, causing tremendous mental trauma to the young man named Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng didn't look like a human heresy at all, he was more like a normal person who was implicated in by a person driven crazy by the heresy.
Considering that when his captain caught the heretics, he was not always reliable. I drank so much wine tonight...
"Yes." The policeman hesitated for two seconds, and finally let go, "I'll give you one minute, and you can't close the toilet door."
"I'm a citizen, and I have to watch it even when I go to the toilet. You can leave me some privacy, right?!" Mu Sicheng was a bit speechless, but seeing this policeman insisting on insisting on a serious face, Mu Sicheng didn't care. Shrugged and agreed, "All right, if you don't feel inferior after watching it."
Mu Sicheng opened the toilet door of the dormitory. The moment he pulled the zipper of his jeans down, because of the previous joke, the policeman guarding the door gave a slightly uncomfortable look. At this moment, Mu Sicheng's tired and sloppy eyes instantly pierced, he quickly kicked on the bathroom door sideways, and locked the policemen who hadn't reacted to the door.
Then when the police yelled to open the door, Mu Sicheng's tight arms hung on the shower and his body swayed, and then he shook his feet together, kicking the vents viciously, Mu Sichengshun With the swaying force, the water rushed out from the vent.
The moment the police guarding outside kicked the bathroom door open, looking at the rotten vent, his face solemnly probed out and spoke to the walkie-talkie: "Report, the humanoid heresy with the planned number 004 just got from 6 The toilet vents in the building escaped and disappeared. Did you see the escaped humanoid heresy No. 004 below?"
"No!" said the intercom, "We were guarding in all four directions of the dormitory building. We only saw that the vent on the 6th floor was exploded one minute and seventeen seconds ago, but we did not observe anything from the ventilation. Escape from the mouth,"
Only seeing the ventilation open, but not seeing people coming out of it, this means that Mu Sicheng has disappeared out of thin air in the bathroom.
It's really heresy!
The police took a deep breath: "The report is numbered 004. It is said that the heresy who is good at stealing escaped due to my personal negligence. I will receive the penalty when I go back. I inform the other teams that they must be careful to arrest the Tang team tonight. Those heretics!"
"They are very cunning!"
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In the hospital corridor.
The policeman outside Liu Jiayi's ward who was in charge of guarding her was communicating with the team of members of the special department who came suddenly.
"Are you...?" The police guarding Liu Jiayi looked at these heavily armed and well-trained visitors with some surprise.
The team members in dark gray uniforms showed their credentials: "We are the investigation department for dangerous heretics. We have taken over the blood ganoderma case that has caused a major social impact. Liu Jiayi is a very important witness in the blood ganoderma case, in order to protect her. We are going to transfer her secretly to our base tonight. It is not convenient for us to disclose the specific information too much. You can directly ask your superiors to confirm our identity."
The two policemen guarding Liu Jiayi looked suspiciously over the weapons carried by the visiting team members.
With handcuffs and wrist cuffs, all members were armed with guns, and if they were not mistaken, they also brought anesthesia needles and steel bar cages. There were also two or three armored vehicles covered in green pombry parked outside the hospital.
This is not like a posture to transfer important witnesses, it is more like a posture to arrest important criminal suspects.
It was only when two police officers called and confirmed that the people who had come were really from the formal department, and they let them go suspiciously.
The group of people quickly and neatly put on the gas masks, which shocked the other two policemen.
This group of people not only brought them by themselves, but also handed out two to the two confused policemen, asked them to bring them, and persuaded them: "Comrades, when we break in, if there is a black mist coming from the ward If it diffuses out, you must stay far away, don't inhale or touch it, try to stand in a passage where the wind convection speed is relatively high, it is poisonous."
"Is the harmful gas leaking somewhere in the hospital?" asked two confused police officers.
"No, it's more terrible than that." The third team member who was leaning on the door took a deep breath and made a gesture to the other players-one, two, three!
The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and the team members quickly fanned out in the ward, holding it up to surround the bulge on the bed.
The leading team member was preparing to shoot, but soon he noticed something was wrong and raised his hand to make a gesture of pause: "Wait."
He stepped forward, holding his gun at the small group on the hospital bed, and then suddenly opened the quilt with the nervous eyes of all the team members. Inside the quilt was an ugly doll about the size of Liu Jiayi made of pillows. With his tongue hanging out, he laughed badly, seeming to laugh at the group of team members who hadn't caught anything for the whole night.
"Where is Liu Jiayi?!" The leading team member looked at the two policemen outside the ward.
The two policemen were also dumbfounded: "Look at the surveillance, she has been asleep in the hospital bed! The door and windows are closed, where can she go?"
Liu Jiayi disappeared completely in a sealed ward.
The leading team member exhaled in frustration and reported to the walkie-talkie: "Report, the proposed number is 601, the arrest of a heresy with poisonous gas hazard failed."
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Wooden villa area.
The members of the third team sitting on the sofa looked at Mu Ke, who was holding his heart on the opposite side, with a headache.
Mu Ke frowned and bit his lower lip, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and his hands clasped his heart tightly. Mu Ke's father and mother were there, and he was nervously circling Mu Ke. Dad Mu Ke was still beating. The phone called two hospital teams to come over, and both Father Mu and Mother Mu looked at the uninvited guests sitting on the sofa with hostile eyes.
Father Mu picked up his teacup. This was the third time he had served tea tonight. His tone was as cold as a threat: "I don't know what dispute my son is involved in. He is a congenital patient. If the door does not go out and the door is not stepped, two steps can scare our hearts and livers. What can we get involved in the major social accidents you are talking about?"
"I want to take him a trip, don't say whether you have this qualification, if something happens to my son, can you afford this responsibility?!"
Saying that Papa Mu threw the teacup on the coffee table, blowing his beard and staring: "Don’t be like me. Mu Jingwu can be squeezed casually. When someone rushes into the house and says a few words, he can let you guys. Take my son away. I told you that it’s impossible. If you want to take it away, show me the relevant evidence and specific proof, and give me a certificate from a department that I don’t know. It’s like arresting someone. When I haven’t read it. Book?!"
Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and pretending to have a pain in his mouth, narrowed the gap of one eye to look at the ugly and embarrassing expressions of the team members sitting on the opposite side of the sofa. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted.
But soon he was pressed down by Mu Ke himself. He frowned and lay on the back of the sofa, his face almost transparent, looking as fragile as if these players could kill him with a touch.
The players also have a headache, but they really don't have a good way to take Muke.
The unreliable captain of the Tang team said that Mu Ke is not strictly a heresy, but he must be caught.
Because Mu Ke didn't have the skills to attack others in other timelines, he was more of a spokesperson for Bai Liu, relying on his excellent memory to deal with and sell various heretics born in Bai Liu's hands.
Although Mu Ke has no skills, his role is very important. It is an intermediate hub and transfer point of Bai Liu's gold swallowing network built by evil things, and he is the manager of Bai Liu's underground crime team.
For so many years, Bai Liu has relied on Mu Ke to contact other people under his hands and transmit information. Bai Liu hides himself very well. For many years, the Dangerous Heretic Bureau has regarded Mu Ke as a madman who relies on evil things to conquer his wealth. , But in the end they discovered that Mu Ke was just a card played by Bai Liu on the bright side, and he, the real ghost card king, was still hiding in a deeper place.
Mu Ke relied on the disease for many years and the people of the heretical treatment bureau to stir up muddy water and pretend to be stupid. Once an accident happened, he closed his eyes and started to play tricks. They had to send Mu Ke to the hospital for treatment, and they could treat Su Chao every time. I got my hair to stand up.
It's the same this time.
Mu Ke is different from other people. He has a distinguished father and a natural protection against diseases.
Tang Erda forcibly arrested Mu Ke, which did not comply with the stipulation that the heresy must have a harmful effect on humans, and the department could not bear the consequences of forcibly arresting Mu Ke. After all, Mu Ke's heart disease was real and his identity. It is not simple. If this person dies in a heresy, it will be a very tricky thing.
Mu Ke, an unskilled heart disease patient, looked as fragile as a cat made of crystals, but in the eyes of the third team members in other timelines, Mu Ke was a patient who did nothing bad, sinister, sinister and cunning.
But in fact it was not like that, because just as Tang Erda said, Bai Liu protected the people around him very well, for example, Mu Ke was very well protected.
Mu Ke, no matter inside or outside the game, he never killed or hurt people directly from beginning to end. His hands were not stained with blood. He was only responsible for negotiating, doing business, and running the guild. It may be out of empathy, he even Saved many unskilled players who were desperate in the game.
This is also the reason why it is difficult for the Heresy Bureau to deal with Mu Ke in other timelines—because in a narrow sense, Mu Ke has not had a harmful effect on humans, and to some extent he is just an ordinary person.
Mu Ke just invests in some projects that he thinks is good. He can say that he doesn't know the consequences of investing in these things. After all, Mu Ke invests in a lot of projects, and he hasn't even carefully checked many of them. Of course Mu Ke can. Said that he did not know that these things were evil things.
Because it does not look like it.
At first glance, these things are ordinary mushrooms, no special antique mirrors, and exquisite mermaid sculptures.
Mu Ke thought this project was good, so he voted. He didn't even participate in the specific process, so he must be judged as a heresy unless Mu Ke himself admits it.
Just the same as now.
For Liu Jiayi, Mu Sicheng, and Bai Liu, these three, Tang Erda can definitely hold criminal evidence, and have caused harmful effects on humans. As far as the heresy who actively commits a crime is concerned, they can be directly and forcefully arrested.
But for Mu Ke, no.
Tang Erda has not been able to tell whether Mu Ke was deceived or whether he took the initiative to behave with Bai Liu.
There is no direct evidence in every timeline to prove whether Mu Ke was willing to help Bai Liu subjectively, or just a poor man who was coerced by Bai Liu and served as a tiger. The boundary between good and evil is strangely blurred on Mu Ke. NS.
The members of the third squad were soft and hard. They wanted to invite Mu Ke to the base to cooperate with the investigation. Mu Ke's father refused to live or die. He even said that he wanted to call the police. He said sternly that he would use some of his special relationships. In the end, the members of the third team returned with a halberd.
Seeing these team members turning away dignifiedly, Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa pretending to be sick, sat up. He breathed very quickly and opened his mobile phone. There was a note sent to him by Bai Liu at 9:16. information.
[Be careful with the rose and the hunter, I may die in the hands of the hunter, don’t wait for me, leave here].
Mu Ke clenched the phone with an ugly expression.
Died in the hands of a hunter? Is this group of people who came to capture them tonight [Hunters]? Has Bai Liu been arrested