"Then what are you going to do with... us?" Liu Jiayi shrank into the seat, buried her head in her knees, "... Throw us out of the game, then?"
"I didn't throw you out of the game, you still have things to do for me." Bai Liu looked at Liu Jiayi.
Liu Jiayi raised her head slightly, looking at him with red eyes: "...what's the matter?"
"Because no one has cleared the level in Ice Age, that is, there is no [end] line appearing, then the time of the game corresponding to reality is stagnant, and the copy has not been loaded into reality, and reality has room to turn."
Bai Liu said: "I need you to leave the game to prevent the plane from crashing in Antarctica."
Liu Jiayi unfolded her body. She also realized that there is room for maneuvering, and she frowned and asked: "But according to the usual routine of this game, this plane is probably already over the Antarctic. As soon as we boarded out, it was realistic. Time starts to flow, and it will crash soon."
"We can't stop a plane that is about to crash, it's still in Antarctica."
Bai Liu smiled: "No, someone can."
Liu Jiayi raised her head questioningly: "Who?"
Bai Liu: "Du Sanying."
Tang Er knocked on the helicopter's hatch: "I can already vaguely see the outline of a metal box."
He exhaled a white breath, his eyebrows and hair were covered with frost, but Tang Erda's expression was more condensed than these frosts: "--It's a box for the heresy."
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Reality, the sky over Antarctica.
The biplane that was about to land did not receive a communication signal for a long time. The five escorts on the plane had already noticed something was wrong.
They looked at each other, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.
"Aircraft-Zizi-call the ground communication station-Zizi-encounter a lot of clouds and air currents, please answer when you hear -"
The radio station was still silent, and the airflow directly on the two wings became stronger and more turbulent. The escort took a deep breath, and they had to prepare for the worst.
"Where is the front?"
"Rose Sea."
"Prepare for an emergency landing."
…
Antarctica, the open space in front of the observation station near Dome A.
A group of people wearing conspicuous red assault suits, the observer team rubbed their hands and stomped their heads and looked up to the sky. They talked with each other in a slightly disturbed voice:
"Isn't it that today let us check the ice cracks for the plane to land, why haven't we arrived yet..."
"I don't know, I just came out of the observation station, and the liaison officer inside said that the pilot has not been contacted for a long time. The satellite phone has been used by all means and there is no signal feedback..."
"Nothing will happen, right?"
…
Heresy processing bureau, one district.
Su Chao looked tired and tightly dressed in a captain's uniform that was a bit generous for him. He walked through the brightly lit corridor at night and entered a mechanical room around the corner.
There was chaos in the machinery room, the coffee cups were placed on a table, and several ground communicators who were manipulating the instrument table stared at the big screen shamelessly.
These people are black now, and they feel that they will die suddenly at any moment.
Captain Su attaches great importance to the escort of the corpse, and the people below naturally become nervous.
From the time the escort left the port to now over the Antarctic, the ground communicator has maintained the communication throughout the entire process, and has not closed his eyes after working overtime for several days.
But even with this kind of caution, when the plane was about to reach the South Pole and everyone was relieved, something happened suddenly.
No matter what means they used, they could no longer contact the escorts on these five planes.
The ground communicator turned his head pale and said, "Captain Su, what should I do?"
Since Su Chao sent the escort away, he also did not close his eyes. He looked at the pure white snow surface of Antarctica detected by the satellite on the big screen, and his brain was blanked out by the overly dazzling color.
In any case, a sense of powerlessness that cannot prevent certain predetermined things from happening comes to my heart.
"So this is the meaning of [the prophet] having supreme authority in the Heresy Processing Bureau." Cen did not know when he appeared beside Su Chao, who was confused.
Su Chao turned his head in a daze and looked over: "Captain Cen..."
Cen Buming folded his arms, looked at the snowy face with the yellow eyes of an eagle for a while, and turned sideways to look at Su Chao: "Because [seeing] is much more important than [doing]."
"—Fate has its own arrangements, and the characters on our cards can only obey."
Cen did not even look back and brushed the side of Su Chao who was absent-minded: "Prepare to collect the bodies of these five escorts."
"Captain Su, what should I do?"
"Captain Su, shall we continue to contact?"
"Captain Su..."
"Captain Su..."
Su Chao closed his eyes. He supported the edge of the table and said in a harsh voice: "I want to see people alive, and corpses when I die. Let the Antarctic side prepare search and rescue team members and... body bags."
"Bring people back to me no matter what the situation."
In the game.
Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng changed Tang Erda to continue their work. The wind was not as strong as before, and replaced by the sun with strong ultraviolet light.
In the process of getting closer to the heart, the temperature on the ice continued to rise, and Mu Sicheng was sweating.
"Tsk, what's the matter?" Mu Sicheng shook his neckline, sweat and heat rising together, "How come it suddenly became hot? Can the weather here be more dogmatic?"
Bai Liu squatted down and looked at the ice surface with obvious signs of melting: "It's not that the weather has suddenly become hot."
"Because we have to dig out our hearts and complete the main task, the world has begun to warm up."
Tang Erda probed from the helicopter and shouted, "—Bai Liu, the temperature has risen abnormally, and it is now zero!"
He jumped from the helicopter and walked in front of Bai Liu in a few steps: "According to this temperature rise rate, the ice will melt quickly."
Bai Liu shook his head: "I think it's not only that it will melt quickly, but this heart is likely to be Edmund's core device for building global cooling, and it is also the last prop of the [trueend] line."
"—If you take it out, I suspect that this global warming will cause the entire Antarctic ice sheet to melt."
Tang Er twitched his eyebrows: "Then, would Antarctica become a vast ocean?"
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at him: "There is something more troublesome than this."
"If the ice sheet melts completely, the area of the Antarctic will be greatly reduced, and the massive disappearance of ice and snow will lead to drastic changes in the climate. Extreme weather such as blizzards that obstruct vision and movement will also be greatly reduced. In such a map, we will be more It's easy to be detected."
Bai Liu paused: "This will increase the speed at which Spades find us."
The meaning of Bai Liu's words is obvious, he has to find a way to hide his heart, otherwise it will be a matter of time before the spades are found.
Tang Er frowned, "But wherever he is hiding, the attack speed and movement speed of the spades are too high, and all parts of the Antarctic can be detected by him anytime and anywhere. It is not safe to put your heart anywhere. ."
He had to sigh: "Apart from not being good at decryption, this guy is really a perfect attacker."
Bai Liu smiled: "That's it, let's make him a puzzle."
Tang Er was startled: "What puzzle?"
Bai Liu said: "The wood is hidden in the forest."
Scott Cottage.
In the rapidly rising temperature, the snow around the hut melted, and it was located in the middle of a wet hill. The wooden boards were splashed with mud and looked very dirty.
When Bai Liu visited again, Edmund was surprised: "Have you dug your heart?"
"Yes." Bai Liu looked at Edmund, he handed the metal box to the other party, "I have something to trouble the professor."
Edmund took the box and became more and more surprised: "Is this the heart's box? Why give it to me?"
Bai Liu smiled: "Professor, please do me a favor and hide this heart so that it will not be found by the spades."
Edmund smiled helplessly: "Child, Spades is the player who comes here most often. He may be more familiar with the plants and trees here than I am. I am not sure that I can find a place in the South Pole to hide my heart and not be caught by the Spades. discover."
Bai Liu said: "Perhaps I have a good place to hide. Of course, this place is not perfect, and it may be discovered. But for the moment in the game of Ice Age, this place should be for Spades. He is the strangest place."
Edmund asked in surprise: "Where is it?"
Bai Liu stared at him: "In my body."
"In your body, you already have a heart in your body, why is there a place to put another heart?" Edmund teased him in a joke-like tone, "Child, you can't meet love It’s two-minded when it comes to time."
And Bai Liu answered him calmly: "Yes, just dig out my heart."
Edmund was taken aback for a while, he realized that Bai Liu was not joking with him.
He looked incredibly at Bai Liu and the box he was holding back and forth several times, then tremblingly raised his head to look at Bai Liu:
"Are you crazy? You want me to take your heart, and then put this heart in?!"
"You will become a monster!!" Edmund looked at Bai Liu incredulously. He raised the box with the heart in his hand and loudly emphasized, "You are a real person, you have a real life, you and The products of games like mine are completely different."
"Do you know what you mean by doing this?!" Edmund snarled tremblingly.
"If I put my heart in your body, you will become one, one..."
Edmund gasped and gasped: "—a monster through and through!"
Bai Liu raised his eyes slightly, he looked at the box held high by Edmund, and then his gaze fell on his face.
"I have always been a monster."
Edmund stepped back two steps, he looked directly at Bai Liu for a long time, and finally paused as if tired and sat on a chair.
"But even if you hide your heart in your body, that's not enough." Edmund raised his head, "Spades might be found. You know this guy is good at everything, but he's not good at decrypting..."
"I know." Bai Liu said, "so I prepared a puzzle for him."
"Professor, can you prepare a large number of [Bai Liu], and then perform similar heart operations on everyone in it, input [I] memory before the operation, and let me hide in it."
Edmund stared at Bai Liu in amazement: "Do you want to... prepare a multiple-choice question for spades?"
"Yes." Bai Liu looked down, "and this is a multiple-choice question with no answer."
"—Because every [Bai Liu] in it will think that he is the real Bai Liu, and the hidden heart is the real heart. Even I don’t know whether I’m real or fake, and I don’t know who the answer is."
Bai Liu looked down at Edmund: "-As long as you continue to produce [White Willow], you can fill in the speed of the spades. This is a puzzle that no one can solve."
"As long as he quits the game, I will win."
Edmund sat on the wooden bench and was silent for a long time.
"Do you know what I saw on your face?" Edmund whispered to himself, "I saw me on the eve of the experiment, frantic frantic at all costs in order to save the things I love."
Edmund looked up with tears in his eyes: "I will help you, boy, even though it is wrong."
Bai Liu thanked you earnestly: "Thank you, Professor Edmund."
The coastline rose higher and higher, and the ice surface melted more and more smoothly under the sun's rays, until the last ray of sunlight passed from the horizon.
But the temperature is still rising.
"It's almost ten degrees." Tang Erda took off his jacket. He looked around and frowned. "Why hasn't Bai Liu returned? He didn't mean to go to Edmund with his heart to unlock the final plot and then destroy it. Does the heart clearance game leave?"
Tang Erda didn't go to the cabin with Bai Liu, he didn't know what Edmund said to Bai Liu.
I don't know the result of destroying the heart.
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips without saying a word, and Mu Ke glanced at her.
Mu Sicheng issued the same question as Tang Erda: "Yes, how long has it been?"
"If he doesn't come back, the waterline will soon rise to us." Tang Er glanced at the tile-like ice floes that had been torn apart, "Get on the helicopter first!!"
Before Tang Erda's words fell, a pure black whip swept over from a distance with unstoppable force, entangled the helicopter's landing gear and pulled it back, shaking Tang Erda who was about to climb into the helicopter.
"Grass!! It's the spades!!!"
Mu Sicheng subconsciously used the skills, opened his monkey paws with both hands, trying to catch the black whip that continued to sweep towards them.
The fluttering whip hit Mu Sicheng's palm, and he felt a pain that every metacarpal bone in his hands was shattered in an instant. It was almost too late to warn others, and he was thrown directly under the thick ice. .
Mu Sicheng was smashed into the chest cavity with the remaining strength of the whip, choking out a mouthful of blood.
Tang Erda did not hesitate to take out his gun and start shooting quickly at the spades. Only then did they see the spades walking out with their whips in the clouds.
He held the whip in one hand indifferently, flipping his wrists and shaking quickly, the whip danced into an almost impermeable afterimage in front of him, and the bullets made a crisp crackling sound on the whip.
In the continuous shooting, the shoulder of spades and the right hand holding the whip were hit-Tang Er's target was obvious, and he wanted to disarm the spades.
This is the conditioned reflex of the professional attacker meeting his opponent—controlling the opponent's organs for attack.
Tang Er hit the spades that did hit, and blood kept pouring out of the spades. It stands to reason that the spades should have stopped attacking after being hit.
But the spades didn't feel as if they didn't feel it, and they still didn't stop approaching here.
Tang Er fought and retreated, his scalp tightened by an unprecedentedly powerful sense of pressure, he had to turn on the monster form-[Rose Hunter], replaced with a longer revolver and shot more quickly.
The spades were constantly shot, and the blood oozing from the surface of the clothes dragged a long trail on the ice.
But he was still approaching, and he was attacking faster and faster-but the target of his attack was not a person, but the helicopter on the ice.
A few hits of spades smashed the helicopter to pieces, and pushed the "wreckage" of the helicopter away on the ice with a whip, seeming to be looking for something.
But he didn't seem to find what he wanted, turned his head and put down the whip, and looked at Tang Erda: "Isn't the heart here with you?"
Tang Erda also seemed to realize that this guy had no intention of attacking them. He pretended that the gun in his hand could not be turned off instantly and fired two shots at Spades again for a test.
The spades were indeed hit, but he did not fight back. Instead, he stared at Tang Erda without any emotion on his face, as if he was waiting for his answer.
Tang Er said, "The heart is not with us."
"Oh." Without hesitation, the spades gave Tang Er two whips and raised his eyes, "I know you can stop just now. This is for your two shots."
Tang Erda: "..."
After getting the answer, the spades left again.
Mu Sicheng was helped up while vomiting blood, his head was full of question marks: "He is here to ask questions?! So why hit me?!"
If the spades were there, he might answer him, instinctively-I think I should beat Mu Sicheng first, or I will rush up later, which is very annoying.
But the spades are not there, so Mu Sicheng doesn't know the answer to this question, which may also be a good thing for him.
Mu Ke looked worriedly at the back of Spades leaving: "He should be looking for Bai Liu."
"Bai Liu will be fine, as long as he destroys his heart, he can pass the level." Liu Jiayi raised her head. "We have to quit the game before he can pass the level. In this way, for us, the real time is stagnant and we can go. Solve things in reality."
Tang Erda suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Jiayi: "Bai Liu told you how to solve the reality?"
"He told." Liu Jiayi said.
Tang Erda let out a long sigh of relief, with a rare smile on his face: "He always has a way, so let's log out of the game first."
Mu Sicheng also relaxed and scolded with a smile: "Then you said it earlier, it scared me to death, I thought he had something wrong."
"But think about what can happen to Bai Liu's dog in the game, I'm pretty much the same."
Liu Jiayi clenched her fists.
No one questioned Bai Liu's decision, and no one felt that Bai Liu had no choice.
He has always been omnipotent, no mistakes, no weaknesses.
She believed in this way, so she always...want to wait.
Maybe Bai Liu will come back suddenly, smiling and saying that everything is done, and then everyone will log out of the game together.
But now that the spades appeared, the whitewashed peace in her heart was shattered, and she had to make arrangements immediately.
She needs to prepare for the defeat of the White Willow and send the team out of the game before the spades return.
Bai Liu's mask-like smile appeared in front of Liu Jiayi. He touched Liu Jiayi's hair and smiled hypocritically and warmly.
[Jiayi, you are a smart little girl, and you know what to do. When I am away, I will temporarily hand over the team to you. 】
[You were originally trained by Hearts as the second tactician position, now I think you fully feel that you have the ability to assume this role. 】
He smiled and praised her: [Because there is no better person for this position than you, Jiayi. 】
Liu Jiayi gritted her teeth, raised her head and ordered: "Get out of the game immediately!!"
On the coast.
Scott's hut was completely submerged in the water, and the spades that came from the ice floe looked down at the abandoned wooden hut swaying under the water.
Spades untied the heavy jacket and spikes and jumped into the water. He swam into the cabin in the water and shuttled past, with a strange feeling that captured Spades. He quickly tilted his head to the side. A pure white bone whip pierced from behind his ear.
Bai Liu in a white shirt, suit and trousers looked at him with a smile underwater, and his men stabbed a second time without stopping.
Spades opened his hand and noticed that there was blood leaking from Bai Willow's chest, so Spades simply stretched out his hand to grab the neckline and pulled Bai Liu's shirt away.
The buttons of the shirt were cracking in the water, floating around, and there was a long scar that spanned the entire right chest on the thin white chest of the white willow.
The scar seems to have just been produced, and it hasn't healed yet, and the dense bloodshot is pulling out from the scar like an uncollected thread.
Spades stared at the scar for a while, then raised their eyes to Bai Liu. The moment the Bai Liu rushed towards him, he held his neck, then folded his palms and strangled the opponent.
[Corpse] Go down.
The spades opened their mouths in the water, and bubbles overflowed from the corners of their lips. He commented: "Inferior quality."
He emerged from the water and flipped onto the shore.
Spades looked at the dark water bottom, frowning rarely: "It's troublesome..."
This person named Bai Liu prepared a pile of imitations exactly like him and hid them under the water.
And these imitations are very difficult to kill in the map where the Antarctic melts completely and the water is everywhere-the weakness of killing these monsters, whether it is burning or strong acid, is a difficult condition to achieve.
Then this Bai Liu also hid his heart in [his] body, but these [White Liu] couldn't kill and couldn't kill them. After hitting one, the other will soon come back to life and come out.
… Even if the real Bai Liu is taken out of the monster pile, when everyone has the same memory, Bai Liu himself probably doesn't know which [Bai Liu] has the real heart in his body.
This is a game designed to be unsolvable.
Spades didn't like this incomprehensible game of whacking moles, so he sat on the ice with his eyes open for a while, the water dripping from his chin to the ground.
He is not good at this situation, just like he is not good at dealing with tacticians.
This person named Bai Liu should be a pretty good tactician, because this is the first tactician who really trapped him with his body.
Most of the time, the tactician has a headache for Spades, both in and out of the game.
The spades sat on the bank for a while, and he stood up, his eyes staying on the calm water for a long, long time.
[There is no unsolvable game in this world. 】
Someone smiled and said in his ear, leaning on his shoulder and looking up at him, with a nasty and innocent game player in his dark eyes.
But the spades didn't remember what he looked like, or who he was.
He just remembered that he said this to him.
[Games that are designed and presented to someone specifically are hoped that that person can unlock them, so there is no unsolvable game in this world. 】
[You must be able to win my game, anyway, besides you, no one in this place comes to play my game, you are my only player. 】
[That is to say, my game is designed to give you victory. 】
Spades plunged into the water, and he was led by some intuition to dive deeper and deeper, and dived into an unknown depth of the seabed, where a pile of [White Willow] corpses criss-crossed the seabed.
Occasionally, [Bai Liu] resurrected and floated up, but soon sank due to suffocation.
These [Bai Liu] seem to dislike water very much, no matter whether it is floating or diving, the action reveals a sense of rejection.
To find the right one among the white willows in the vast sea seems to be semantically [finding a needle in a haystack].
The spades were suspended in the icy water, and Bai Liu tried to kill him again and again, but was swept down by him. In the end, his gaze stopped on a Bai Liu who was buried in layers.
—This Bai Liu never attacked him.
He sleeps on the bottom of the sea with his eyes closed, and the wound in front of him can be seen through the open shirt.
This Bai Liu has a strange feeling of being mixed with monsters and people-like a transitional body in transformation.
The spades have an unreasonable intuition-this white willow has a heart.
He snorkeled down quickly, and the moment he reached out and touched the Bai Liu, the Bai Liu opened his eyes.
A bubble appeared on Bai Liu's lips, and then he swayed his lower limbs/limbs to swim quickly in the water.
The other seabed [white willows] were like a school of awakened fish, swarming to wrap him in the center, a large number of white willows swayed and dazzled, and the white willow that spades had just locked was gone for almost a moment. A trace.
But the spades quickly locked the white willow again.
Spades is like a white willow tracking instrument installed on her body. It can find the white willow he is looking for from among all of these, which are exactly the same as the white willow, and even he can’t distinguish himself, and then chase it without hesitation. .
The swaying blue water waves are gleaming, floating on the world’s largest ice world melted wreckage, large chunks of floating ice far away from the land, drifting in the sea, the underside of the iceberg looks like from the water An island floating in the sky.
Spades and White Willows dodge and chase in this cold and white [Island].
But no matter how Bai Liu flees, how to cover, how to use various techniques to interrupt another person, Spades can find him among the thousands of identical white willows in this cold hellish underwater world.
Under the melting ice dome A, on the darkest bottom of the sea, the spades finally caught the white willow.
Spades gently stretched their hands into Bai Liu's unhealed wound.
The blood vessels were twitching to match the heart, and the warm blood touched the fingers of the spades. He held the cold heart that was untimely beating in the warm human body, and looked down at the white willow he controlled.
For a moment, Spades felt that the expression of the tactician who had almost sleepy him was familiar.
It seems that long, long time ago, this tactician named Bai Liu used to be so unwilling to use it underwater, and looked at him calmly as if he was hating him, bound his rotten ankles, and his corpse was like a man just trapping himself. The same, buried under the water.
The spades slowly gathered the palms of his hands, and at the moment when the heart broke at the fingertips of the spades, for some reason, he bent down and hugged Bai Liu, with his jaw resting on Bai Liu's shoulder, and said "sorry" with his mouth.
Bai Liu closed his eyes in the water, the blood mist around him exploded, and his consciousness drifted into nothingness.
Tavel, Sieta...
[Don’t be afraid of the dead me or the living me. 】
【I will always stay waiting for you in my winter day. 】
【—No matter what choice I make, you will leave me, right? 】
【-Yes. 】