"Another guest with a whip left temporarily. He said he would give me the way I want to die after he finds the heart."
Edmund looked at Bailiu peacefully, he smiled as if he had expected everything: "But I know, he can't find it, because it doesn't belong to his heart, it belongs to you, you found me. The place of the heart, isn't it?"
Bai Liu raised his eyebrows. He turned a wooden stool and sat down in a leisurely manner. He looked up at Edmund on the opposite side with some interest: "It seems that you are not a simple npc, how do you know?"
Edmund took off the pendant glasses he hung on his ears, and under his eyes with broken ice floating there seemed to be an endless deep sea.
In a daze, he gently touched Bai Liu with his shrinking knuckles: "I have seen you in a dream-like prophecy of someone."
Bai Liu asked: "Whose prophecy?"
"[The Judge against God], a guy who rebelled against God." Edmond whispered with loose eyes, "I can take his memory, so I saw all the truth in his memory, and saw about you. Future, and prophecy."
"I have awakened because of this. I can no longer forget everything that happened, nor can I go to death and extinction, because that's not true. I know I will survive."
"In the end, I have to punish myself with the hands of you players over and over again to keep myself alive."
"Only God, only God can completely dispel my sins and dispel the existence of this game-like evil world."
Edmund looked at Bai Liu out of focus, and his lips trembled: "- I saw in the prophecy, you can do all this."
"That is a prophecy full of hope and despair. It belongs to you and belongs to God's destiny."
Edmund repeated the prophecy he had seen in a distant, holy tone:
"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.
Boast 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—"
Edmund stared at Bai Liu with his eyes straight: "The evil gods change, gods die because of you, but they live forever because of evil."
After he finished reading, he arched up like a force majeure curse and coughed violently. Edmund hurriedly pulled out a blood-stained silk scarf from his pocket in front of him, and covered his mouth hoarsely with hemoptysis.
Edmund seemed to endure some kind of pain, trying his best to lift his head up, as if he could not breathe air, his face was full of pain and a sharp sound of breath came out of his throat.
He firmly held Bai Liu's hand and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Only games that God has stepped on are real, only games that God rejects are destructible, and only monsters that God kills will no longer exist."
"—Bai Liu, the moment I enter this game, this game truly exists in all dimensions."
"If the spades really destroy the corpses, Tavel will no longer exist anywhere, at any point in time."
"It will be cracked like the monsters in all the games you have cleared before. It will completely, forever, and completely disappear in all the worlds that can be perceived, and even the traces of existence will be erased."
"It's not a monster without weakness, boy, the death you grant is its only weakness."
Edmund's face turned into a suffocating sauce, his voice was so subtle that he could hardly be heard, and his eyes were full of tears, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat fiercely, preventing him from revealing to Bai Liu This prophecy:
"I know it is important to you, but child, no one can escape fate, and so is God."
"The price to pay for defying fate is beyond your imagination."
Edmund let go of Bai Liu's hand for a moment, and the hand that seemed to have strangled his throat also loosened.
He slid off the wooden bench, staggered and raised his body, gasping and coughing weakly, and tremblingly took out a bottle of vodka in a flat iron can from his waist bag, raised his head and poured it twice quickly, and barely managed to relieve himself.
There was no trace of emotion on Bai Liu's face, and his hands were still held on the table as if they were held tightly by Edmund, and his pure black eyes looked at Edmond who was sitting opposite him without a wave:
"Since there is a cost to defying fate, it is just a deal."
Edmund looked back at him with red cheeks: "It is indeed a deal, but the price is too high. The God who trades our fate with us is a greedy guy, and no one can redeem his own fate from his hands. ."
Bai Liu said calmly: "Since the deal cannot be done, then kill him and be a god for another person."
After speaking, he naturally pushed aside the table and got up as if he had never heard of anything. Edmund shook his head and waved his hand: "I know what you are here for-when the fuel is left in the house, you all take it away. Bar."
He sipped a sip of strong wine and muttered to himself: "—just leave a bucket for me, I used it to be burned to death."
"Everything... is almost over."
Bai Liu's departure did not stop in the slightest.
After the group got the fuel, Edmund seemed to have known that they were coming back, and even the fuel was tied to the sled, so there was no need to tell Tang Er to turn on the helicopter and pull it.
Things went very smoothly, but everyone was silent on the way back, and the atmosphere was inexplicably solemn.
Mu Sicheng wanted to ask what was going on in that prediction, but the ugly expression on Liu Jiayi's face restrained his desire to ask.
Bai Liu handed the fuel to Tang Erda with a normal expression, returned to the helicopter to record the data, and asked the other three people to go to the tent to warm up first, and then made preparations to wait for the next rotation of Tang Erda.
He arranged everything in an orderly manner without the slightest flaw, but Liu Jiayi did not get into the tent to warm up as Bai Liu wanted, but climbed into the helicopter.
She was trembling with the cold, her gray eyes flared red from the wind, and the voice of her mouth was hoarse after she tried her best to endure it: "Bai Liu, what do you want to do?"
Bai Liu was sitting in the driving seat and didn't turn around to answer her question—this was rare.
This guy looks very authoritarian, but since Liu Jiayi's rose factory and him passed through, Bai Liu will carefully ask and summarize everyone's opinions before making a decision.
Bai Liu is not a very authoritarian/dominant tactician, but a rare soft type, who never avoids the problems of the players.
If Liu Jiayi's hesitation was due to the inconsistency of Bai Liu's style, it would be an inappropriate question.
But Bai Liu's silence confirmed the conjecture that Liu Jiayi had just sent out.
Bai Liu... Really want to do something extraordinary.
Liu Jiayi asked again: "Bai Liu, dare you look into my eyes and tell me what was in your mind when Edmund told you that Tarville would disappear?"
Bai Liu still didn't look back, but he spoke this time: "I'm thinking about how I won the spades."
"On the basis of not damaging Tavel's heart, isn't it?!" Liu Jiayi's voice almost became sharp.
She tried to stay calm: "White Willow, you should be sober, the spades have already punched out the [trueend] line, and most of the Tavel corpses have been destroyed by him. If you want to pass the game, you must destroy your heart."
"Even if you can win the spades by 10,000 steps and force him to quit the game, but you have to protect Tarville from being destroyed, and you can only prevent the game from ending, then you have to forever—"
"—Stay in this snowy field with this heart forever." Bai Liu turned his head, and he added the second half in a flat tone, "As long as one player is trapped in the game, the game will not end. The ending cannot be loaded into reality, time is stagnant, Taville can always exist even if he has only one heart."
Liu Jiayi burst into tears: "Fuck/Your father, are you crazy! You will be frozen to death here!"
Her voice was trembling: "Bai Liu, the system store and warehouse in the game pool are closed, and each game cannot be put into the game pool before the end, if you stay here, and if we are forced to quit by you After the game, no one can find you again-even if you use soul notes, there is no way to contact us."
"You will stay here alone, consuming the supplies here bit by bit, and then starve to death and freeze to death."
If Bai Liu were to stay here, Liu Jiayi could guess what this guy was going to do next—he would definitely force them away! !
Bai Liu did not deny Liu Jiayi's guess, but looked at her with a smile: "No, I can eat monsters, become monsters, and survive..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Jiayi lowered her head and slapped him hard.
Bai Liu was beaten to the side of the head.
"You are really a beast, Bai Liu." Liu Jiayi raised her head slightly, her eyes hidden under the goggles were grey and dizzy, tears were falling drop by drop, her cheeks were crying bright red, but her voice was still vicious, "You have to tell What the hell do you end with me, don't you?"
—Clearly knowing what Bai Liu is going to do, knowing that what this guy does is all this virtue, insisting on his own way and being unstoppable, knowing that she can guess what he is going to do—
But she couldn't stop it. Bai Liu could always find 11 million ways to achieve her goal, so she could only guess, and then watched this guy come to the step she expected.
Liu Jiayi couldn't hold back the tears anymore. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "Bai Liu, you are really not a thing. I will only join your team when I am blind."
Bai Liu lowered his eyes, a small five-fingerprint on his face: "I'm sorry."
Liu Jiayi turned her head away and sniffed.
Since joining the team, Bai Liu has never said sorry to others.
This person said sorry to her twice, but he didn't change what he said. When everything comes, he will only take care of himself and others.
Who wants him to take care of! He doesn’t know, doesn’t know...
Liu Jiayi thought that there was another nameless fire here, and wished to slap Bai Liu again.
But in the end Liu Jiayi just sat back tiredly, shrank in a seat that was too big for her, clasped her arms in awe, shrank herself into a ball, and asked in a soft voice in despair, "The wandering man named Tavel NPC, is that important to you?"
Bai Liu looked out of the helicopter.
The wind and snow outside the window stopped, and the rare daylight in Antarctica this season was poured on the snow and refracted, reflecting a hazy light white light on Bai Liu's face through the glass.
He was still smiling at this time, reflected in the clear light and snow, there was a bit of gentleness like melting snow.
"Yes." Bai Liu turned his head to look at Liu Jiayi, his voice softer than ever.
Bai Liu's eyebrows were slightly curved, and he repeated: "Yes."
"He is very, very important."