The colorful rectangular arc-shaped parachute swayed up and down in the swaying wind, and the white willow hanging on the parachute rope was swayed from side to side.
The land finally approached, and below was a base with faintly shining lights—the base where the corpses were stolen in the game.
Originally, Bai Liu had avoided the base and landed, but the sudden wind dragged him here unreasonably.
—It's like destiny in the dark.
Bai Liu looked around through the goggles, locked an unobtrusive remote warehouse in this base, and then stretched out his hand to hold the parachute rope, leaned back at the waist, and adjusted the landing place.
He calmly adjusted the position of the descent, and had already figured out the coping strategy after landing-there was a knife in the package, which was used to cut the umbrella rope that was accidentally entangled.
Not long, very new, but very sharp.
But now, if, as set in the game, these corpses are found to be taken away forcefully by the people at Edmund Observation Station, then Bai Liu feels that besides blocking the parachute rope, this knife should have something else. Useful.
Comparing the game, Bai Liu remembers that the first group of people who found the corpses turned over to the Edmund Observatory should be a group of ordinary scientific research personnel without weapons and attacking power.
Bai Liu thought without a wave of thought-I should be able to kill them all, and then destroy the corpses.
Although this broke the bottom line of the law that Lu Yizhan had always set for him.
But he can.
The huge base was immersed in the hazy night.
The night in Antarctica has always been long and cold. Few residents have ever gone out with the night, except for those cameramen who like to appreciate the aurora.
But for the local residents of Antarctica who have experienced a whole lonely winter, they are obviously tired of seeing the natural phenomenon of the aurora, and they are lying quietly in the warm bed at home at this moment, not noticing the colorful parachutes falling from the sky.
However, there are exceptions. The sheriff on routine patrols turned on the lookout lights and saw the parachute landing next to the warehouse in half asleep and half awake. He instantly became sober and hurriedly notified the superiors of the base-the management personnel of the observation station.
Just after a layer of heavy snow, the ground was bleak and white, Bai Liu stepped on it and it was a heavy footprint. He landed in the spacious and empty snow field next to the warehouse, and it took several rolls to stop the huge impact of the landing and the wind. .
Bai Liu coughed out the broken snow that was sucked into his throat, squinted at the dim light of the distant base amid the roar of the wind.
This is the only thing he can see about the base.
The blizzard has not stopped, and visibility is very low. You can only vaguely see the snow piled up in front of the warehouse door not far away. A large barrel full of fuel at the back door was blown to the ground, and there was a skull sign next to it—this It is a sign of dangerous chemical products.
Most of this warehouse will store strong acid and fuel.
Can't stay here, these two things can destroy the corpse.
It seems that the people behind the scenes are really deliberate, trying to put the options in front of Bai Liu, and constantly urging him to destroy his own weaknesses.
-If you don't destroy your weakness, you will be controlled, and if you don't want to be controlled, you can only kill the people who want to control you.
Bai Liu, how would you choose
God smiled and said, Bai Liu, and no matter which path you choose, you will become Bai Liu.
In the knee-deep snow, Bai Liu had no ability to move with his corpse and a lot of things, and if Bai Liu didn't guess wrong, the scientific research team for questioning would soon be here.
So Bai Liu only thought for a moment, then took off the package without hesitation, and walked away from the base with the cold corpse on his back.
Bai Liu found a snow pit and buried the body in it.
The heavy snow immediately buried the footprints of Bailiu by the snow pit.
After hiding the corpse, Bai Liu's breathing was very rapid. He paused, frowning and covering his heart-since he quit "Ice Age", his heart began to ache.
Now this pain is getting more and more intense.
But the pain was quickly held by Bai Liu. He returned to his calm look, walked back to the place where he took off the package before, and found the handle to cut off from the inside. Knife for umbrella rope.
Bai Liu held the handle of the knife without a trace of emotion on his face, and the lock on his wrist bone slid with the movement, bringing out a very shallow heat in his breath.
Then he stood up, took the knife and walked to the warehouse, and quietly posted it behind the door, waiting for the right person to come.
Bai Liu chose the second way.
He decided to personally kill these ordinary people who didn't know anything, to prevent everything from happening.
The prophet above the temple closed his eyes unbearably.
"He doesn't need to kill them..." The prophet's voice was dumb.
The man hiding under his hood smiled as if he had already known this would happen.
He retorted softly: "No, as long as Bai Liu doesn't kill them, as long as one of them survives to report all this, the corpse will be snatched away."
"Even though this group of people don't know what's going on, they don't know what is the use of this corpse, they just did what they should do, and reported this unknown corpse."
The man under the hood smiled like a pity, he leaned forward to look at the expression of the prophet:
"But tragedies will still happen, because human desires are endless."
"As long as they know that there is such a thing, someone will take the risk, give everything to get the carcass to realize their desires and desires, to abuse others to satisfy themselves-people live by social superiority."
"So Bai Liu's method of killing them was very simple." He admired Bai Liu's method, "-Only by killing the first person who discovered a gold mine, will everyone think that a gold mine does not exist."
"Bai Liu can monopolize his gold mine."
The man said interestingly: "Bai Liu is really smart. He has already guessed my existence. Although there are indeed many intermediate paths that can not kill people, the hidden risks of these paths are high, and there is also a random interference with his plan. Me, so in the end—"
"—Bai Liu understood what I wanted to see him become, so he changed to show me."
The werewolf card on the table showed a sinister red light. It lurked and moved towards the card on the table representing the civilians, and quietly barked out fangs—this was a sign of the werewolf's murder.
"This is the first time this werewolf card has killed civilians on this world line."
The prophet replies lukewarm: "Isn't this what you want to see?"
The man raised his eyes to look at the prophet, with a cheerful expression: "Bai Liu allows me to achieve what I want, and prevents me from controlling my destiny by this."
He put down his hand from the table, and politely brushed his hand at the table, and said with a smile: "—If Bai Liu is willing to control the world in the same way as Bai Liu, then I am really willing to control the world. Give it to him."
The man under the hood stepped down from the table gracefully, standing aside and watching the various character cards that he moved on the table:
"He is my chosen heir to the evil god, and this is what he deserves."
The man raised his head, smiled at the prophet that Petrochemical had progressed to his heart, bent slightly, and sighed regretfully:
"You lose again, Prophet."
The moment the petrochemical progressed to the neck of the prophet, it disappeared strangely. The man raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked down at the tabletop.
At the moment when the character card representing the werewolf barked out his fangs, the fangs did not bite at the civilians, but turned to bite the [idiot card]!
"The idiot werewolf with a lot of luck can't take it away." The man sat back, and all the expressions on his face quickly disappeared, "What is Bai Liu doing?"
Outside the windy and snowy warehouse.
Du Sanying's full luck score played a role again, and he landed precisely not far from Bailiu.
But the visibility in the wind and snow was too low. He searched for a long time dizzy, but did not find Bai Liu, only Bai Liu's parachute, and finally Du Sanying was helpless and shivering outside the warehouse.
What Du Sanying didn't know was that Bai Liu had already hidden on the other side of the warehouse at this time, waiting for the observers to come over.
When a bunch of people approached the warehouse with their flashlights, Du Sanying's luck played a role. They first spotted Du Sanying who was half frozen.
At the moment when the group of people tried to rescue Du Sanying, Bai Liu leaped out from behind Du Sanying, stuck his throat with a short knife, and said coldly: "Don't come over! I will kill anyone who comes over. he!"
Du Sanying almost didn't stop his heart from being frightened by the lively gangster who Bai Liu performed.
So his real expression of horror immediately moved the scientific research team who came, and they talked in English nervously to dissuade him.
In the end, I don’t know who prompted the two men to look like Asians. They tried their clumsy Korean, Japanese, and Chinese, and then launched a research team of Asian descent, stubbornly and Bailiu. comminicate.
"You, consume." The team member looked at the knife on Du Sanying's neck tremblingly, and pressed his hands down, "First put the knife down, can you put it down, you want to do it?"
Bai Liu replied in English: "I am laid off, and I want to retaliate against society, so I will blow up the entire Antarctic, and I want you high-end talents to be buried with me!"
After that, he kicked the fuel tank next to him madly, with a very hostile expression.
Du Sanying couldn't figure it out at all. He asked in a low voice, "... Bai Liu, what are you doing?"
"Divert the attention of this group of people." Bai Liu acted as if his brain was sick, but his voice was very calm. "—The person behind the scenes has limited influence on the [real world], and he has no way to randomly apply it like in a game. Incidents can only rely on external factors such as weather, personnel, and heretics to control this uncontaminated world."
"And these factors have limited effects in Antarctica, because the weather in Antarctica is inherently extreme, there is no heresy, and there are very few people."
"In other words, Antarctica is an unfavorable map for him. It's really suitable for storing corpses. I believe the person behind the scenes understands that otherwise he won't be involved in the transportation of the corpses."
Bai Liu whispered in Du Sanying's ear:
"You are 100% lucky. Now I am holding you. In order to get you rescued, either five other escorts will land here, or they will go to a domestic observation station to take over you."
"... As long as someone comes over and moves the corpse to the vicinity of the supervision area Ice Dome A, things will be under control." Bai Liu's breathing was stunned twice because of the tingling in his heart, but he was quickly pressed down again.
Du Sanying sounded a little confused, but vaguely understood what Bai Liu was talking about, so he obediently played the role of the arrested innocent crowd.
This group of isolated scientific researchers saw two Asians killing each other and one Asian was going to blow up the base. After determining the nationalities of the two Asians, they quickly contacted the domestic observation station and asked the other side to send People come to deal with the problem.
—Otherwise, no one can speak Chinese here, and even communication will be a problem.
Compared to investigating why two people with unknown origins landed here, it is obviously the current situation that is more urgent.
The personnel from the domestic observation station were rushing over. Just as Du Sanying let out a sigh of relief, he saw a demon wind suddenly blowing on the ground where the wind was originally blowing.
The wind whirled about three feet in the ground, blowing a few pale corpses from a distance, spreading out in front of these people like a show.
The corpse was covered only with a thin cold-proof suit—Du Sanying recognized that it was Bailiu's cold-proof suit.
Everyone's breathing stopped. These people looked at the corpses without turning their eyes, showing an expression as if they were bewitched, and tried to pick them up.
Bai Liu put a knife on Du Sanying's neck and forcibly forced them back a few steps, and his voice was almost frozen: "Go away."
These people barely regained consciousness after moving away from the corpses. They stepped back fearfully and asked in a low voice, "What is this? Whose corpses belonged to? Have you killed someone?"
There was no emotion in Bai Liu's eyes: "Yes, I killed him."
"I divided his body and hid it in the snow. If you don't want to die, just get out of me. I'm going to blow up the base."
After all, a group of people were frightened by the threat of death. Bai Liu shook, stood unstable, and slipped off Du Sanying's back.
Du Sanying hurriedly stabilized him, and dizzy hallucinations began to appear before his eyes—he was too close to these corpses.
"... Go and open the warehouse door, you can open it." Bai Liu pushed Du Sanying a little hoarsely. "We went in. There is a lot of fuel inside, which is a hidden danger of explosion. They dare not come in easily."
Du Sanying staggered to the front of the warehouse, and unexpectedly found a key on the warehouse door that hadn't been removed. It was frozen and could only be turned after being covered for a while.
When he opened the warehouse, he turned his head and wanted to call Bai Liu over loudly, his voice suddenly bends and becomes smaller.
Du Sanying saw Bai Liu kneeling on the ground, and carefully picked up the corpses with that cold-proof suit, patted the broken snow on it, and cherished it in his cold-proof suit.
Bai Liu wrapped up all the corpses, hugged him in the warmest abdomen, staggered to his feet and walked towards the warehouse.
This scene is inexplicably familiar. Du Sanying felt like he was kneeling on the ground like this a long time ago, picking up his family's corpses and wrapping them in his arms, pretending that the other party was still crying helplessly.
After entering the warehouse, Du Sanying immediately locked the door. Bai Liu sat in the corner with his head hanging down. His face was pale with cold, his lips were black and there was no blood at all.
Du Sanying was anxious, but didn't dare to go over—the pile of corpses in Bai Liu's arms had too much influence on him.
He hurried around in the room, and was lucky to find the hot air-conditioning switch that had not yet been abandoned. After turning it on, Du Sanying was finally relieved. He slumped on the wall and hung his hands on both sides. Chemical red paint on the big jar.
Look at the signs above, there are fuel, what harmful substances, and some corrosive liquids, such as strong acids.
Bai Liu sat in a corner away from these jars, the bruise on his face slowly disappearing.
Everything seems to be improving.
But ten minutes later, the key turning sound came from the warehouse door—the group came again.
The group of people who only saw the corpse became uncomfortable. They turned the key outside the door and whispered quickly: "—corpse, corpse—"
Du Sanying jumped up anxiously and leaned against the warehouse door, only hearing a click, the key outside the door was broken halfway in the keyhole.
The warehouse door was completely locked.
But Du Sanying had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief. The people outside did not give up. They moved their positions.
The tall small windows at the back of the warehouse were wiped clean, and people kept lying on it with their big and innocent eyes looking in, slanting to one side and staring at the corpse in Bai Liu's arms in the corner.
They started smashing the window with a hammer, trying to climb in through the window that was less than the size of a cake box.
Du Sanying panted and climbed onto the small window, and sat down with his back to block the small window.
His luck played a role again, and the people outside started to fall continuously while trying to climb up and push him away.
Du Sanying gritted his teeth and listened to the sound of people outside falling into the snow, while praying and apologizing with his hands clasped together: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"
After the window-climbing activity, the people outside stopped for a while, and then the sound of a larger snowmobile pushing the snow came.
Du Sanying quickly looked out of the small window.
Not far from the warehouse, a row of neatly arranged snowmobiles is driving the headlights brightly, the front digging sled is pushed out, and the tires are splashing and splashing in the snow, like a group of wild dogs ready to go. With glowing green eyes open, he kept saliva ready to hit the throat of his prey.
—These neuroses want to push the warehouse directly with a snowmobile! !
Are they crazy! ! The entire warehouse will explode! !
Du Sanying was frightened. He crawled and fell down from the small window. He knelt in front of Bai Liu and shouted at him: "Bai Liu! Bai Liu! Wake up!!"
"The warehouse is going to explode!!"
Bai Liu closed his eyes slightly, as if falling into a deep sleep with exhaustion, and didn't want to wake up.
Du Sanying jumped in a hurry, wishing to shake Bai Liu up directly, but Bai Liu was holding the corpses, and he couldn't make it through.
"Bai Liu, wake up!!" Du Sanying yelled so loudly, "I won't die when the warehouse explodes, but you will die!!! Get up and run!"
Du Sanying was so anxious that he smashed Bailiu with the things in the warehouse and tried to wake him up.
But Bai Liu didn't respond, just tilted his head, blood slowly leaked from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing gradually weakened.
Du Sanying was stunned. He couldn't care about rushing to throw away the corpse so much. He knelt and slapped Bai Liu's face in a dazed manner, crying in fear:
"Hey! Hey! Don't die!!"
"Didn't you say that no matter how you approach me, you won't die and won't be affected by me?!"
"Live it!!"
The car lights outside the window flashed by, so bright that people wanted to cry, and the roar of snowmobiles rang through the snowy night.
Du Sanying cried and held Bai Liu's fallen head: "Help! Who will save him!"
The corpses thrown aside by Du Sanying hurriedly were assembled as if they were self-conscious, and turned into a perfect statue full of cracks on the ground. Then the blood vessels of the statue were connected to each other and blood flowed.
Finally, the statue stood up, except for the eyes closed, there were cracks on the body, just like a real human being.
Du Sanying stopped crying dullly.
The statue took a step forward, took Bai Liu from Du Sanying's arms, closed his eyes and bowed his head to thank him: "Thank you for taking care of Bai Liu."
The voice was a bit broken, as if the statue was at the moment, but the sincerity could still be heard.
Du Sanying couldn't help but shook his head in a panic and stepped back several steps before carefully replied: "No, no thanks."
After a while, Du Sanying couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice, "Are you a living person?"
The statue shook his head: "I am a monster."
Du Sanying glanced at the white willow lying on the shoulder of the monster: "What is the relationship between Bai Liu and you?"
The statue was quiet for a while: "He is a very important person to me."
Du Sanying let out a cry, not knowing what was wrong, and relaxed: "You can save him, can you?"
"I existed just to save him." The statue lowered his head. He seemed to want to open his eyes and take a look at the person in his arms, but suddenly remembered that there were others, so he said, "Can you turn your head, please? You can't. See my eyes, but I want to see Bai Liu."
Du Sanying felt like he was shining inexplicably, oh oh twice, and turned around, covering his ears honestly.
Xieta lowered his head, he opened his silver-blue eyes, and stared at the white willow in his arms wholeheartedly, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and smiled lightly.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Sheta bowed her head and dropped a kiss on Bai Liu's forehead very religiously:
"Everything is almost over, forgive me for not daring to see you in this way, it's really not good-looking."
The roar outside the warehouse became louder and louder. Du Sanying wanted to turn around a little nervously, but when he turned around, he saw Sheta put Bai Liu into his arms.
"Bai Liu was injured in the game, please continue to take care of you."
Du Sanying took it in a panic, and then asked, "What are you going to do with those people outside?"
"It's not their fault." Sheta stood in front of the warehouse door that was constantly beating on, her voice and expression were as plain as snow, "—it was the fault of the new Cthulhu who used me to lure them into depravity."
"It's the fall of my old evil god."
"I shouldn't exist." Sheta said, "Bai Liu will be controlled by him because of me."
Xie Ta raised his hands, the fuel on both sides poured downwards, a little spark fell from Xie Ta's pale fingertips, and the fire blazed along with the white willow winter clothes on his body. The acid fell from the window and joined this. Fire in the field.
Skyrocketing smoke came out of the warehouse.
A vague, unreal voice came from the fire: "After I was burned, all traces of my existence will be erased, including Bai Liu's memory, the data in the game, and the things I gave to Bai Liu."
Du Sanying was stunned: "How could this be..."
The inverted cross and fish scales hanging on the neck of the white willow shattered into powder, and the fish bone whip in the system panel dimmed and disappeared.
In the game, a harsh notification sound crossed all areas, and the players raised their heads to look at the huge air notification:
[System notification: All area data of the god-level wandering npc has begun to be cleaned...]
[System notification: After the data has been cleaned up, the god-level NPCs will wipe out bugs across the board. Please feel free to play in the future, and then the god-level NPCs will roam in the major game scenes. 】
The fire was still burning, and the sound inside gradually faded away, as if it were a dream:
"Du Sanying, you should understand better than anyone else, sometimes not remembering anything is not a bad thing."
Bailiu, who was leaning on Du Sanying's arm, opened his eyes weakly, his dark eyes reflected the light of jumping fire, and a drop of tears slid down the corner of his eyes to his chin, dripping to the ground.
"I hate you, Sheta." Bai Liu said to herself, "I hate you."
A very slight voice came from the fire: "I love you."
The sparks jumped endlessly, and then extinguished into ashes, and the remaining smoke dissipated, leaving nothing behind.
Even the ashes were not left, and they disappeared completely.
The roar outside the window rang for a while, and people were confused about discussing why they were here, and then they drove away in snowmobiles.
Du Sanying also stayed in a daze for a while, as if he didn't realize why he was in this warehouse, and why there was a pile of burn marks in front of him.
The white willow stalk leaning on his shoulder fell on the cold ground, and his painful heart suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and then the ears, eye sockets, and nasal cavity began to madly bleeding, which could not be stopped.
Bai Liu coughed convulsively, blood clots were flying everywhere, Du Sanxing was so scared that his soul was lost, his adrenaline burst out and he rushed outside the warehouse while holding Bai Liu, shouting, "Is anyone there!!"
"Come to save someone!! Someone vomited blood!!"
Bai Liu closed his eyes wearily, the last scene he saw was the black marks on the ground after being burned.
Du Sanying's hands were full of blood and sat outside the ward in a daze.
The people here just found Du Sanying, who was desperate for help, and hurriedly transported the unconscious Bailiu to the nearest hospital, and had already advanced to the ICU for rescue.
However, the doctors were tense when they came and went, showing that Bai Liu's situation was not optimistic.
Du Sanying looked panicked and had to stop a doctor from asking in poor English: "How is the situation with Bailiu inside?"
The doctor said: "It's okay, I'm out of danger."
Du Sanying breathed a sigh of relief.
"It was a miracle that he survived." The doctor also looked tired, but he was also a little excited, and explained to Du Sanying, "This patient named Bailiu had a heart that was dug out after being cut, and the connection was It's still very fresh."
"He should have a good recuperation after undergoing such a serious operation, but he was parachuting and running vigorously, which caused these intact high-precision vascular anastomoses to split and severe internal bleeding occurred."
The doctor emphasized: "Almost no one can survive this kind of bizarre operation, but I don't know who it is. The blood loss of Bai Liu was very small in a period of time, which allowed him to survive until now."
"He should be fine now." The doctor got up, "But he hasn't woken up yet. Let him rest first."
Du Sanying was dizzy at hearing, but didn't understand, so he got up quickly to thank the doctor, and then borrowed a satellite phone to call the country. Before leaving, Tang Erdian told him his phone number.
But he can't remember exactly what he did here, he just remembers to perform a very important task-it seems to be transporting a high-risk heresy.
The satellite phone was connected quickly, and Tang Erda quickly asked: "How are you and Bai Liu? What about the five team members?"
"I'm fine, and the five escorts should be fine." Du Sanying faintly looked at the ward at the end of the corridor, where Bai Liu lived.
"But Bai Liu... He is still in a coma now in the hospital."
"Bai Liu is in the hospital?!"
As soon as he heard that Bai Liu was injured, Mu Sicheng began to grab the phone. He was anxious and angry: "Damn, what's the matter? Why is Bai Liu in the hospital?"
Immediately after this call came to Mu Ke's hands, his voice was tense: "Did you encounter something during the transportation?"
Finally, it was Liu Jiayi. Her mind turned quickly: "The five escorts are fine with you. It shouldn't be something in the transportation process, is there something wrong with the transportation, or is it related to the game?"
"Those are all." Du Sanying sighed, "The transported items were burned. The injuries on Bai Liu's body seemed to have been brought out in the game, and had nothing to do with the transportation process."
Mu Sicheng's voice was uncertain: "Bring it out of the game?"
"Bring an injury from the game, but only if the player feels that the injury is that he really suffered physically. Bai Liu's mental value in the last game did not even fall below 60. How could this illusion occur?"
Du Sanying's voice was a little confused. He didn't understand this very well: "I don't know."
Liu Jiayi forced her to ask, "Where is the white willow injury?"
Du Sanying recalled: "Heart."
"The doctor said someone cut his heart open."