The edge of the crack on the ground that was split by a whip of white willow twisted and stretched out the tentacled blood vessels to connect and pull each other, the fleshy ground was slowly pulled together, and the crack closed.
The earth gave out a satisfying and hoarse gasp.
Bai Liu glanced at his system panel and noticed that after he hit the land-like developer, his own blood loss rate was faster.
Tang Erda also noticed this. He twisted his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"
Bai Liu calmly explained: "The damage has been transferred. I attacked this monster developer once. After losing blood, it can quickly heal its damage by sucking blood from me and the other tenants on the E-zone land."
"Attacking it is equivalent to attacking you." Tang Erda solemnly looked at the white willow without a trace of blood on his lips, "Then it continues to suck your blood endlessly? It's better to transfer the house in Area E to it. I."
Bai Liu shook his head and said in a flat tone: "Troubleshooting the symptoms but not the root cause is there any difference between not sucking my blood and sucking your blood?"
Tang Erda was silent for a moment.
Bai Liu continued: "If seizing the property rights of real estate will attract big developers in various regions, and this game requires us to own five buildings, then one of us must own a building and be sucked by the big developers. To death."
"This is a game. There are monsters of this form in the game. Then this monster must have a weakness. We need to find this weakness." Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda lightly, "Since the attack is on the land where this monster is attached. If it is useless, then you need to find a way to cut off the connection between it and the land and force it out of the land."
"The connection between the land and this monster?" Tang Er retorted, "What do you think it will be?"
Bai Liu's mouth slowly twitched a smile: "From the information of the game, I really don't know it, but thanks to the Tang team you reminded me, this is likely to be a game that will log in to reality, so this game is the most The basic setting must conform to the rules of reality."
"For example, how can the land and the dead be linked together—" Bai Liu opened his eyes, with a smile, "It is natural that the dead still owns the land after death, so he will rely on it to deposit it."
"In reality, what will allow a person to own a piece of land?" Bai Liu asked lightly.
Tang Erda gave a sudden, "Land use right certificate?!"
Reality, sunny real estate.
Su Chao scanned the information of the developer surnamed Li and looked up at the team members: "Apart from the developer surnamed Li who is in jail, what about the other four developers?"
"Long ago last year, as soon as the surnamed Li was interrogated, they all ran away. The news about them was only found in July this year." The team sighed and handed over a report. "But all four of them died too. I died in a traffic accident."
"They're all dead too?" Su Chao's voice sank. He took the report with a heavy expression, and raised his eyebrows. "Last June, they took their parents, relatives, wives, and mistresses with them in the name of a company tour. Four buses went to the border in a low-key manner, but encountered a very bizarre high-speed truck rear-end collision. The out-of-control and overweight truck rammed forward. The four buses rolled over the guardrail together, and the people in the vehicle were not lucky enough. "
The team members nodded: "Because they had fake certificates, fake identities, and also changed their appearance, all the bodies in the bus that exploded had burns of varying degrees, and all the people involved died together in the car. So these four developments No one came to claim Shang's body until May of this year when they dug up their whereabouts and confirmed that they were on the bus."
Su Chao raised his head and looked straight at the team members: "This major traffic accident last June, if I remember correctly, there seems to be an 18-year-old survivor who just finished the college entrance examination."
"Yes." The team member glanced at Su Chao in surprise, "Team Su, how do you know?! This survivor is called Du Sanying."
Su Chao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently twice.
Of course he knew. Tang Erda asked him to investigate the traffic accident two months ago, and specifically asked him to inquire about a child named Du Sanying in it.
I didn't expect to meet again here.
All the accidents are connected so precisely, weaving them into a big net that invisibly leads them into a certain path.
It's like a god fiddles with a certain node in the world casually, and drops a card or a chess piece according to his own preferences and arrangements. These light and fluttering toys can smash the ground into a roaring depression, and ordinary people standing on the ground. Bone to pieces, howling vaguely.
This kind of joke-like, uncontrollable thing descends on a person, called fate.
What is it called when it comes to a group of people
When a person is in pain, he can use destiny. This may be the case. I may just have bad fate, bad luck, or misfortune to explain all this reasonably, and then look at the happy people around me, for this kind of high probability of happiness, and live patiently. .
What about that group of people
But when everyone around you suffers from the same accident, what do they think? Is the pain of one person diluted because of the collective understanding, or is the pain of the group concentrated on everyone's head because of mutual understanding and empathy
People... Can you continue to live patiently under such circumstances
Su Chao was in a daze, and he realized that he couldn't give an answer.
A team member rushed into the room, opened the door with a bang, and screamed with a collapsed look: "Team Su! Seven patients from the Sixth City Hospital who had just recovered took the nurse's blade and committed suicide!"
The sixth city hospital, the rooftop of the inpatient department.
Seven people in hospital gowns with blood on their wrists turned pale and numb with their backs to the roof. In front of them stood a group of panicked doctors, security guards, members of the Heresy Bureau and police.
The doctors and nurses exchanged anxiously:
"Suddenly grabbed the blade I used to remove the stitches! It shocked me!"
"Fortunately, the tube bed doctor responded quickly and snatched the blade back, but it didn't cut deep."
"Now I'm running to the rooftop..."
One of the policemen pressed his hands down, arched his body, and walked forward slowly: "Everyone, you can discuss anything with us, don't commit suicide."
An aunt, who was wearing a hospital gown, was thin, with dry lips, and curly hair, gave the policeman a blank expression. She didn't even speak, but tears slowly dripped down:
"It's useless, what's the use of discussing."
She stared at some place in the air ecstatically, her eyes were lost, and she suddenly laughed, she raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face:
"I don't blame you either. I know that you did your best. Today, we are doing proof of the relocation, but suddenly such a strange thing happened and we had to move back..."
"It can only be said that we should be fate, and we can't escape this blood-sucking ruined building."
As she said, the aunt slowly began to move her back to the rooftop towards the back. She tilted her head to look into the distance, her eyes suddenly muttering to herself:
"... Xiao Yuan has led us for three years, and today Xiao Yuan is also on the court, and this kid can't make it anymore..."
"If we continue to live, continue to use our death to press all the hope of life on him, it would be too selfish."
"Let's do it, just live so much, my old lady admits it."
She closed her eyes, smiled twice, opened her arms, and fell backward.
"Don't die! Work hard and live well today!"
A male voice came from the ground.
The aunt who was about to fall down suddenly opened her eyes, turned around and looked at the ground: "Xiao Yuan?!"
Other patients with blood dripping on their hands also eagerly leaned on the fence and probed down: "I heard Xiao Yuan's voice too!"
"But isn't Xiao Yuan playing?"
"Did you win the match?"
The same voice came from downstairs again: "Don't die! Work hard and live well today!"
When the voice sounded the second time, the people upstairs finally realized that something was wrong—the voice had an electronic feel, like a recording.
Su Chao stood downstairs. He held up his horn to pinpoint a SpongeBob-shaped alarm clock, and pressed the play button again: "Don't die! Work hard today and live well!"
Then Su Chao moved the speaker to his mouth and calmly stated: "People upstairs, what you just heard is Yuan Guang’s alarm clock. I know he has a lot of relationship with you, and he has always been representing you and the developers. Representatives dispute."
"Yuan Guang plays this alarm clock sound to himself every morning, hoping that he will live well to fight for more benefits for you. I believe he also hopes that you will live well and enjoy everything he has won for you."
Su Chao looked up at the people who were crumbling on the edge of the rooftop: "Please trust us, we will do our best to deal with everything that annoys you."
His eyes were firm and clear: "No matter who this bad luck comes to you, we will fight our lives to solve it for you!"
The aunt clenched tightly on the fence on the rooftop, her eyes were flushed, and then slowly released her hands that were holding the fence, and took a step back.
The people behind suddenly heard the wind and pulled her and the other six people off.
Su Chao let out a long sigh of relief.
The player next to him had complicated eyes: "Captain, how do you know that this alarm clock sounds like this?"
Su Chao finally brought a smile on his face. He smashed the player's head with a horn: "I found it when inspecting the object. This alarm clock yelled when I pressed it. It yelled very loudly and was full of breath. I remembered it. NS."
The fate of a group... Su Chao walked back thoughtfully.
If this group can meet a person whose destiny can be changed, perhaps this kind of life path that seems to be maliciously arranged by a god can also be changed...
Su Chao was startled, he couldn't help thinking of the white willow in the rose factory.
That guy also changed the fate of everyone, including him.
While the team member next to Su Chao followed Su Chao forward, he lowered his head and quickly checked the news report: "Team Su, you just asked us to search the four cars in the accident for land ownership certificates. I haven't found it yet."
Su Chao nodded: "Then was there anything found in the place where the traffic accident happened?"
"This is what I want to tell you." The team member raised his head. "At the place where the accident occurred, several file bags were found. The file bags contained almost all the real estate information of the four developers, except Sunshine. The four illegal secondary contracting contracts for the real estate."
Su Chao's footsteps paused, and he slowly turned his head around: "Where is the body of the developer surnamed Li?"
"The corpse of the developer surnamed Li was cremated and taken away by his son. His son has not reported the burial site yet, saying that he was buried at home." The team quickly searched for a few times and then had a meal. "But our people found out that after the developer surnamed Li died in August, his son often went to and out of a certain cemetery."
Su Chao quickly issued an order: "Let people enclose the cemetery, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"
In the game, area E.
Bai Liu and Tang Erda quickly returned to the place where Liu Jiayi and the others left behind, and Mu Sicheng and Muke squatted halfway on the ground.
There was a dying npc lying on the ground, almost only an NPC that was out of breath, and his skin was dry and attached to the cheekbones and forehead, thin and out of shape, more like a praying mantis than a person.
Tang Erda couldn't bear to look more and looked away.
"Are you still alive?" Bai Liu asked faintly, "Can you tell from this NPC what the blood loss rate is?"
Liu Jiayi shook her head: "Although she is dying, she is still alive. The blood loss rate is not clear, but if we calculate the rate of death, this monster should be able to suck up a person in almost an hour."
Mu Ke frowned: "This blood loss rate is too fast."
Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu: "Have you solved the monster?"
"No, that monster is very tricky." Tang Erda tightened his jaw, "We have to stay here for the time being to look for weaknesses. Bai Liu means you take this npc to other areas first."
Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng were both surprised.
Especially Mu Sicheng, he jumped up directly: "Damn it, isn't it Bai Liu! You can suck the blood loss buff to death for an hour on your back, and then you actually want us to split up? You don't know the split in horror stories. Is the action an act of death?!"
Mu Ke frowned in disapproval, "Bai Liu, at least let Liu Jiayi stay."
Liu Jiayi looked up at Bai Liu, just about to speak.
Bai Liu glanced around lightly, but he didn't speak.
Everyone fell silent.
Bai Liu only spoke at this time. He calmly and methodically ordered: "This is not a jockeying match between me and you in the game pool. This is not a horror movie. This is a competitive horror game. I am you. Tactician."
"Now I need you to act separately, you must act separately."
Liu Jiayi, Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng all lowered their heads and whispered, "Yes."
"Mu Sicheng went to Area A, Liu Jiayi went to Area B, Mu Ke went to Area D, and there were new buildings in Area C. It should be a new branch line, and the amount of information should be more abundant. After the Tang team and I have handled the matters in Area E In the past, you should not pass by for the time being to explore."
"Go to each area first to clean the cemetery building. After cleaning, do not take the cemetery property rights. Keep sweeping until you anger the developer. That cemetery room is the developer’s cemetery. Go inside to find the land ownership certificate. After finding it, meet me in Area C."
Bai Liu looked at everyone: "Now let's move."