Wang Shun moved his chair back a bit, pulled his heart a certain distance from the tip of the civilization stick, and then cautiously said: "...I saw a pieced together, scattered poem."
"Scattered poems?" Charles raised his eyebrows indistinctly. "This is not like the prophetic style of the concise and concise [God Judge], so it? What kind of poem is it?"
Wang Shun took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said:
"The evil god boasted that someone would drift in his shadow,
The man in the shadow is fourteen years old,
So Cthulhu gave this person his spine, heart, and emblem,
Boasting that this person will be its only believer,
The man in the shadow is twenty-four years old,
Then the evil god fell on the snowy field, and the undead of the believers wandered in the deep sea,
The spine, the heart, and the emblem are all broken,
Cthulhu change,
The man in the shadow is thirty years old,
He was wandering, wandering, the clown squatted in front of him, laughing and asking where the man in the shadow was,
The man in the shadow said that when the sun disappears three-quarters, there will be deceased people looking for me who is cold and stiff.
The clown said, if you are dead, I will crush your soul and let you fall into the snow with God,
The man in the shadow is forty-one years old,
God dies and he lives, because of evil he lives forever. "
After speaking, Wang Shun swallowed his saliva and looked at Charles nervously: "You can use the balance to test me. I didn't say nonsense. I may not remember very clearly in some places, but this is indeed my inverse. God’s Judge] seen there."
"I don't doubt this." Charles retracted the rod of civilization and glanced at Wang Shun. "I am more suspicious that this prophecy you said is about Bai Liu. This kind of vague poetry can be interpreted from all angles, and I can also say this. The poem is about others."
"You said this prophecy refers to Bai Liu. Is there any other evidence?"
Wang Shun stayed quiet for a long time, but let out a long breath: "... No more."
"So in fact, you don't know if this prophecy refers to Bailiu, right?" Charles sat on the desk lightly, and raised Erlang's legs leisurely. Lie to me?"
Wang Shun opened his mouth, but still admitted: "Yes."
"To a gambler who is ten times better at lying than you, it's not a very wise thing to lie in front of me, Mr. Know-How." Charles raised Wang Shun's lowered head with the rod of civilization, showing a very satisfied smile, "but I really like your lie just now—it sounds like it can deceive a lot of ignorant and impulsive gamblers to place a bet on Bai Liu. It is a lie that is worthy of a gambler."
Wang Shun looked at Charles in amazement.
"I invested in Bailiu." Charles took back his civilization rod without hesitation, pulled it down and turned it into a bunch of lush roses and handed it to Wang Shun, who was still fascinated.
Wang Shun took it confusedly: "Then, President Charles, what are we going to do now?"
Charles jumped off the table: "Now?"
He trimmed the skirt of his shirt and smiled brilliantly: "Of course it is dressed up to welcome Mr. Dark Horse, who is running to the finish line in the rose field."
As Charles turned and looked at Wang Shun sitting on the chair, he shook his head unsatisfactorily, and drew the civilization stick that had just turned into a rose from his chest, and stroked it down. The one was more than one meter long. His civilization wand instantly turned into a wooden stick measuring only thirty centimeters in size—it looked a bit like a magic wand.
"As the propaganda spokesperson and oracle disseminator of the future Bailiu team, you look a little too simple, Mr. Knowing." Charles disgustedly touched Wang Shun's plaid shirt and jeans with his magic wand—a typical programmer outfit.
"It's hard to dress like this but it's hard to convince others-you are from a championship team."
Wang Shun hasn't reacted yet: "—what propaganda spokesperson and oracle spreader?"
"Simply put, it is a tool man who lied to others to place bets and votes for the Bailiu team." Charles explained politely, and then with a wave of his wand, Wang Shun's clothes all over his body disappeared.
Charles glanced from top to bottom at Wang Shun, who was covering his lower body subconsciously, raised his eyebrows and whistled: "He is in good shape."
"—Why can you change my appearance settings at will—?!" Wang Shun was so stupid, he still didn't dare to remove the hand covering the key part.
Charles waved again, and Wang Shun rotated around in place, changing his costume from top to bottom—a delicate polka dot bow tie, a gray-brown suit with a three-piece waistcoat and overalls, and the whole was covered with mousse. Wiped hair, and brown leather shoes that happened to show five centimeters of cotton and white socks.
"This set is for your reference-my taste is more retro, I hope you like it." Charles put away the stick and signaled Wang Shun, who was dizzy, to follow, "Now let's build momentum for our new team."
Wang Shun hurriedly followed—Charles didn’t know how to choose the clothes for him. He just glanced at the size of the suit and it was just right. This also made Wang Shun, who was used to loose clothes a little inconvenient, asked as he chased him: " How to build momentum? It seems that Bai Liu was dispatched by the King’s Guild [Shield] and got stuck in the dimensional space, and would fall into [No Man’s Land] and be unable to come out!"
"If you fall into [No Man's Land], it will be very difficult for Bai Liu to participate-he can't get votes from the general audience, so he won't even be able to register."
"Is your guild's [Shield]?" Charles pondered for a second or two, "It is estimated that Bai Liu will not escape the fate of [No Man's Land]."
Wang Shun's expression disappeared instantly: "President Charles, can't even you do it?"
"But I don't think it's a bad thing to fall into [No Man's Land]." A meaningful smile appeared on Charles's face. "I remember that Bai Liu seemed to have just won a small guild for himself, with no more than five hundred people."
"A champion team with only this number of guilds is not very good." Charles casually stroked the ruby on the top of his civilization stick with his index finger. "Mr. Know-how, I may know the history of the establishment of the top ten guilds here better than you— Falling into the [no man’s land] may be an opportunity for the establishment of the Great Guild. Remember the Freemasonry in Paradise?"
"—The association of all beggars was established by the players who escaped from the no-man’s land." Charles said.
When Wang Shun was reminded by Charles, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Charles suddenly, with a horrified expression: "President, you wouldn't be thinking-but that would cost too much money! At least tens of millions of points!"
"I am not short of money, I am the richest player in this game." Charles raised his eyes to Wang Shun, the smile on his face getting deeper and deeper, "What I enjoy is the pleasure of gambling-and what other gambling is better than in the system? Is the once-a-year league more interesting?"
"Moreover, I don't allow the dark horse guild I bet to be as poor as the Paradise Freemason-tens of millions of points. The investment in the early stage horse betting is not too much." Charles said lightly.
Only tens of millions of points... Wang Shun dizzyly followed Charles behind.
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In the game.
The refugees followed Bai Liu and walked inside the rose factory.
They got stuck at the door of the room that looked like heresy 0001, which was also the way to enter the processing point inside the rose factory.
In fact, it is not impossible to directly violently break through with Tang Er's force, but considering that Tavel's heart is suspended from a pipe connected to the wall, a direct violent breakthrough is likely to tear Tavel's heart, so Tang Er beats Still stopped at the door and did not continue to clean in.
But the key to this door lies with the factory worker who is hiding inside, and there is no way to open it unless he breaks through it forcibly.
Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu: "How to get in?"
"It's very simple—remember the test?" Bai Liu held up a bottle of original perfume liquid and dripped it down the crack of the door with a smile, "—let the heart open the door for me."
During the test, Tavel's heart reacted violently to Bai Liu's pouring perfume stock liquid, but a drop of it shook the suspended glass case open, and now Bai Liu poured a whole bottle like this—
-The whole room began to roar and sway in less than a second.
Accompanied by the clicking and tearing sound of the mechanical pipe being disconnected, the panic running and shouting of the factory workers inside also came out through the crack of the door:
"The heart is beating too fast!!"
"Open the gate and release the water!!"
"It's too late-the glass case has exploded!!"
"Wow—"
After the crisp glass cracking sounded, Bai Liu closed his eyes, holding his breath, and pressed his breath to the cold iron door amidst the hustle and bustle.
—He heard a heart beating violently.
Bang Bang-Bang Bang Bang-Bang Bang Bang!
It was the same as Bai Liu's heartbeat now.
The light pink rose liquid seeped through the crack of the door. The door seemed to be swollen with excess liquid and gas, and it began to swell and deform. The lock ring buckle shook and deformed. Finally, it couldn’t stand it, and it fell down with a rumbling face down. .
The original liquid and aroma swept out like a tsunami.
Bai Liu, who was standing closest to the door, was wet from the beginning to the end by the blood-like liquid. He lifted his wet eyelashes and looked into the room.
The original liquid and blood of the leaked cooling pipe are usually splashed around. The glass slag on the ground is soaked in the pink gas and translucent liquid. You can even see the sizzling purple and blue currents next to the switch. The pipe was crawling around, crackling.
In the chaos, the heart hung in the center of the room, like a long-awaited ripe bright red fruit, and issued a "boom boom boom" reminder sound—remind the person who said he was going to take him, if If you don't take it away, it will jump to the point of exploding.
So Bai Liu stepped forward, he raised his head and plucked the fruit—a wet heart beating in his palm, as if he was about to run away at any time. Bai Liu lowered his eyelashes to observe the heart, and a drop of liquid dripped down his eyelashes. Heart.
The heart beats abruptly twice because of this drop of liquid.
Bai Liu tightened his palms and squeezed the heart, and smiled.
-It turns out that it feels like this when I hold Sieta's heart in my hand.
Very-very wonderful.
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What is it like to put the heart back into a person's chest cavity
No matter in reality or in the game, Tang Er Da has never seen such a bizarre and unimaginable scene.
Not to mention the execution protagonist of this matter, Bai Liu's face has always had a peculiar smile that makes Tang Erda want to arrest him immediately.
—It's as if this heart was dug out with his own hands.
The ribs are retracted, the heart is protected by the lung lobes, the pectoralis major grows and closes along the attachment point, and finally the skin is perfectly covered—smooth, white, and healthy, just like a body lying on it where nothing has happened. In front of Bai Liu, his chest was slightly up and down.
Its eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Let's go out." After Bai Liu assembled Tavel, Liu Jiayi stepped back preventively, "It will wake up, and it will have a greater impact on us."
A group of people exited the room with training as they did when they came, and closed the door intimately, leaving space for Bai Liu and Tavel who was about to wake up.
Bai Liu leaned his legs on the only frame left after the glass cabinet was broken, and opened the system panel in a rare place. After spending money to turn on the mute service for his small TV, he turned his head and looked directly at Tavel's face. , Speaks like a self-talk:
"I know you are awake, Sheta."
Tavel's eyelashes quivered twice again, but they still did not open.
Bai Liu put his hands on both sides of Tavel, and he simply leaned down and approached Tavel, his eyes still falling on Tavel's face. The two people got closer and closer, and finally almost reached the point where the tip of the nose was next to the tip of the nose.
"So you can put it on, right?" Bai Liu put a hand on the back of Tavel's neck, and while lifting it up slightly, she looked down at Tavel's light-colored lips—that's one to kiss. posture.
"If you pretend, I will do more to you." Bai Liu whispered.
A second before he was about to kiss, Tavel finally raised his hand to cover Bai Liu’s approaching lips. He raised his eyes very shallowly, and the familiar silver-blue eyes of Bai Liu appeared in front of him again, and his expression was extremely pale. Bai Liu: "Didn't you ask me to do this to you when you met again for the first time?"
"Is this too much?" Taville sat up straight and approached Bai Liu.
Bai Liu moved away from Tavel in an instant. He turned his face and took two deep breaths before turning back to pretend to be calm and asked Tavel: "You really remember me, so what did you pretend when you first saw me?"
Thinking of him asking Sheta to kiss him as soon as they met—Bai Liu calmly pinched the palm of his hand and kept his shameless shell unmoved.
Is there anything more embarrassing in this world than if you don't remember your good friend, and then you are drunk and pressed the other person to fight with you
Yes, you just finished a full/naked him.
Bai Liu tried his best to keep his sight on Tavel's face.
Tarville looked up at him and didn't seem to feel that he had done anything wrong: "You don't remember me, so I introduced myself politely, and then we met again."
"Then what did you just pretend not to be awake for?" Bai Liu pretended to inadvertently take off his protective clothing and cover Tavel's lower/half/body, and then his tone returned to normal. He calmly asked, "What are you guilty of?"
Tavel was silent for a while, and replied earnestly: "Although I don't know why, I feel you are angry."
Bai Liupi smiled and put his hands on his chest without a smile, and glanced at Taville with a squint: "Is there? Why don't I think."
Tavel: "..."
"I'm sorry." Tavel apologized quickly.
Bai Liugang wanted to say that I was really not angry. You don’t have to apologize. Tavier leaned forward, hugged him, pressed him to his ear and said lightly and lightly: "Maybe you are really angry now, although it’s a bit out of date. , But I’m really very happy,"
"You finally remembered me," Taville said. "I thought you had forgotten me on purpose because of fear."
Bai Liu's shoulders couldn't help but loosen, and he lazily asked in a low voice: "So what on earth do you have to fear for me?"
"Everything-I can't die. My rotting right hand and tail are tied up in the church as a blood-sucking prayer symbol, the dismembered body and the heart that keeps beating after being separated." Tavel's voice is like ice. The clear texture, but it fell into Bai Liu’s ears as if it melted and became as soft as water, “I’m glad you didn’t remember me or fear me.”
"I miss you."
Tarville buried his head deeply into Bai Liu's shoulders, he hugged very hard, and his tone was very religious: "Every time I wake up, the first thing I see is you. Sleeping is not terrible anymore."
Bai Liu's pupils shrank slightly when Tavel said [I miss you so much].
He opened his palm, slowly placed it on Tavel's shoulder, and hugged Tavel back lightly.
Bai Liu is not accustomed to such close movements, but Sheta is an exception. They have slept together for a long time. They are so familiar with each other, two monsters that don't meet the human definition are leaning on that point between each other. The meager emotional connection pretends to exist as human beings in this world.
But since the last time they were able to clearly recognize who the other party is, it has been too long, too long. For Bai Liu, it has been a decade of losing all memories, and for Tavel, I don’t know how many reincarnations that cannot be stopped. .
After leaving each other, they were irrevocably unfamiliar by these separated [long distances], and they could no longer find the familiar feeling at the time.
These [Jiuyuan] are too deadly, even more terrifying than distance, time, life and death. From then on, every time they meet again, they are even more strange than when they met for the first time.
One party doesn't remember, one party indulges the other's unremembering, and allows each other to be unfamiliar with each other. If those memories of Sheta's "death" are terrible to Bai Liu, Tavel is willing to remember only by himself.
Even if every reunion had to start again, he didn't think there was anything.
But the moment Bai Liu saw Sieta’s silver-blue eyes, it was like a bird from the past that fell on Tavel, leaning on his shoulder and wailing softly. The old friend whom Bai Liu finally pieced together used that coldness to retrieve. Yes, Bai Liu's familiar body temperature rested on his heart.
The monster whose Bai Liu had been missing for too long had his eyes curled up in the blood bath. Then Bai Liu appeared in front of him the next moment. Sheta watched silently at the sudden Bai Liu, with silver-blue eyes. There was a dazzling moonlight.
The eyes were extremely light, extremely beautiful, extremely unbelievable, as if one god saw another god descend.
—And Taville just looked at him with such a look.
Bai Liu's lips opened and closed, and his voice was so soft that it was almost a breath:
"I miss you too."
Bai Liu closed his eyes. He allowed himself to be immersed in the smell of roses that was about to be fascinated by this guy, and arrogantly held the other's hand with a clear smile in his voice:
"From the moment I thought of you, I started to miss you."