Chapter 173: Rose Factory

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During the daytime the roses in the flower field are closed, turning into a bud that does not bloom, and the moist soil becomes dry, the flower field looks harmless and tranquil, but Bai Liu they experimented for a while and found that staying around the flower field their spirit value would drop faster than staying in other places.

They only had two bottles of low-grade perfume, and in order to maintain a normal mental level, if they stayed around the flower fields, the perfume would probably run out before the night, so Bai Liu decided to stay away from the flower fields - to be more precise, Bai Liu wanted to stay away from the whole perfume factory with its unknown source of pollution.

With two bottles of perfume that hold their scent for four hours, they're going to have to hold it until the next morning, and staying in a place where it's more likely to be contaminated is obviously not a good option.

Bai Liu decides to follow the factory outside to see what is going on in the lot where the factory is located.

"What you can think of, others can think of too." Liu Jiayi, who was holding Bai Liu's hand, was frowning, "If we go out like this, we'll easily meet up with other players, and don't you want to think of a way to get 80kg of roses for each of us for the night? The way I did it last night was already stretching my ability to its maximum effect, and I can barely scrape together 80kg, doubling it to 160kg is impossible."

Bai Liu was in no hurry, "Didn't you hear the processor this morning say that all the new flower pickers finished last night."

"There are a total of six players in this game, and the players start the game as new flower pickers. If all of the flower pickers have completed their tasks, then it means that the other four players besides us are also capable of picking 40kg of roses in one night."

Bai Liu smiles, "Four people can pick 40kg in one night, isn't that exactly the 160kg we need?"

"......" Liu Jiayi rubbed her arms, which had goosebumps from Bai Liu's mesmerizing smile, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"First investigate the situation around this factory." Bai Liu's eyes turned deep, "Every monster in the game has an origin and cause, the stragglers are transformed from people, since I can make deals with people, I want to ......"

"You want to make a deal with these stragglers?" Liu Jiayi asked rhetorically with a frown, "Many of the monsters in the game are humans who have been contaminated and have zeroed their mental value, they have gone mad, how do you make a deal with creatures that have gone mad? They don't even have the sanity to understand you."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes to Liu Jiayi : "What if they can briefly regain their sanity?"

Liu Jiayi was stunned and subconsciously retorted, "Impossible."

The alienation of monsters in the game is irreversible, this is the [Rule] of the game, which means that after the Spirit Value is 0, the Spirit Value freezes and turns gray, and cannot be restored with [Spirit Bleach].

A monster stays a monster, it can't turn back into a human.

But soon Liu Jiayi also realized the wrong point - the [Mental Bleach] in this game was originally frozen!

It's not just for monsters, it's frozen for them as well, and the perfume is not limited for [Drifter], which means that if the perfume can be used and take effect on [Drifter], and this group of monsters regain their sanity and become normal human [Drifter], it might be possible to stop attacking them for a while - like the [Mermaid statue] that was looked at straight in the eye Stop moving forward.

"Perfume is most likely the weakness of this group of stragglers." Liu Jiayi looked up at Bai Liu, "When did you think of that? It's this game's [Perfume] that can be used as a [Mental Bleach] for monsters."

"Before entering the game." Bai Liu said.

"Before entering the game?!" Liu Jiayi's head was full of question marks.

Bai Liu tossed the bottle of perfume in his hand, his eyes followed the tossed up perfume up and down, and he hooked up the corner of his mouth, "Someone told me before entering the game that even using this perfume on employees who went crazy could restore their sanity and status, no matter how crazy they were before, once they sprayed the perfume, they changed back to their normal as if nothing had happened. appearance."

"I was thinking - this is just flipping mental bleach."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, casually toying with the two bottles of perfume in his hands, "It can restore and elevate a person's state, pulling them back from insanity, and in addition to the game's setting - for players, if they keep not using [Mental Bleach] they will be contaminated by the mental value of the game's monsters to fall go insane."

"For players, [mental bleach] is [rose perfume], we ordinary players are also "addicted" to it, in order to buy it to survive, to the game to work to earn the [flower picker], can not earn the points of the [stragglers] will be [laid off], was sent to the [nameless area], while the senior players who earned it will be promoted to the front of the stage. Senior players who earn it will be promoted to the front of the stage."

Bai Liu looked at Liu Jiayi: "Don't you think these mechanisms look familiar?"

Liu Jiayi was a bit creeped out as she realized what Bai Liu meant: "The ...... game is a large [rose factory]."

--If the game is a large factory that exploits players, who is the [factory manager] in this game who exploits everyone and gets the most profit?

Bai Liu's eyes turn dark - they walk to the edge of the field of flowers.

Outside the magnificent flower field is not a pleasant aroma of the town, but a desolate and dilapidated suburb, curled up abandoned newspapers and some abandoned factories for a long time, at a glance dozens of meters away from the human eye can not be seen, and the colorful and beautiful flower fields and perfume factory behind them is like a picture of the two worlds.

Bai Liu walks up to the door of one of the empty factories with a job advertisement, but it's ten years old.

But it looks like the factory didn't have to hire anyone after that - the factory's tin-skinned roll-up door had a big [Demolition] written on it in yellow paint, and the paint peeling off the bottom skim of this word Demolition was a very dated texture.

Liu Jiayi crouched down to look at the newspaper fragments scattered on the ground:

[Rose perfume introduced? New addictive substance, banned nationwide, sparks public protests!

--Things like this are banned, so how about coffee and cigarettes? This is a gross violation of our people's freedom of consumption!

(Said Mr. Wang, the convenience store owner who led the protest, allegedly hoarding a lot of rose perfume in his store and already relying on it to make hundreds of thousands of dollars in profit this year.)]

[Factory Explosion, Perfume Spreading, Protest Victory, Dried Rose Leaves Wa Si Global Best Seller!

[Rose Perfume Wa Si make people refreshed, students learn more efficiently, employees work more efficiently ...... ushered in the golden period of rapid development, factories and enterprises to expand recruitment by 7.2% this year ......]

[...... Rose Wa Si ushered in the year's third substantial price increases, causing massive protests around the world, as a necessity of the perfume for most of the average annual income of less than 100,000 people, has formed a burden ...... Rose perfume as a necessity for billions of people ...... has a hidden tendency to develop into a luxury product].

[...... the perfume's three consecutive price increases as a signal for countless poor ordinary people, sounded the death knell ......]

[Governments around the world have joined together to protest against sky-high perfume prices, sanctioning Rose Dried Leaf Wa Si's unlimited and multiple price hikes, and demanding that factories stop this behavior or be forced to shut down ......]

[...... Three heads of government wilt on tour over loss of perfume supply ...... Perfume factories promise to prioritize the supply of specialty perfumes to countries willing to make amicable agreements with the factories ...... Joint Sanctions Association disintegrated ......]

[...... global rich list is massacred by the rose perfume manufacturing and trafficking industry ......]

[...... During the Great Depression ...... a large number of factories closed ...... schools closed ...... unemployment climbed higher and higher ...... Riots were frequent ...... Withered and dying stragglers were everywhere at street intersections ......]

[...... Rose Manufacturing may be the only way out of employment for today's youth ......]

[...... Rose production fell last year and the number of people withering globally rose further compared to previous years ......]

......

Bai Liu also stick Liu Jiayi crouched down to look at these newspapers on the ground.

Even Liu Jiayi, who is not a particularly kind little girl by nature, had a tingling sensation when she saw the newspapers and the shocking black-and-white pictures on them.

The messy crowds, the bloody roads, the holes in bridges where dying people hang for relief everywhere, and the numb eyes looking at the camera give off a spine-tingling eeriness in the black and white photos.

"This kind of thing, really only destroys the ecology." Bai Liu picks up a photo from the ground with a clear understanding, the caption on it reads [Desperate and withered stragglers hanged to death en masse on a bridge hole, the Rose Factory remains indifferent and does not reduce the price to sell perfume].

[The rose perfume, which was promoted for free in the early days and promised to be sold to the public at a low price all the time, has now long since risen to a sky-high price ......]

"Promote it by giving it to you for free and at a low price, and then raise the price after you have adapted to it and gotten used to it and it has monopolized the market long ago so that you can't find any substitutes either, but you can't survive off of it anymore, and you can only pay a higher price to buy it, and become a slave to the roses."

"It's a very conventional exploitation routine, but one that, when implemented on top of an addictive item that causes death, leads to a crime-like demise that kills all of humanity - and in these apocalyptic times, even money loses its color."

"So I don't like this stuff, it erases the meaning of what I'm after."

Bai Liu calmly loosened his fingers, and the cold wind that whistled past took away the pieces of old newspaper in his hand.

Tang Er fight to see this kind of future that has no solution but dimming?

Watching Su Yang and her crew become these obsessively deformed people for roses with no way to save them but to watch them wither away or go into the next timeline reincarnation to escape ......

A few more times of this kind of thing and it's no wonder the man would go crazy.

Bai Liu averted his gaze, behind him the empty abandoned factory flashed several black shadows, the ground spread over the dense tentacles, Liu Jiayi alertly close to Bai Liu, stood in front of him - these hidden in the factory [stragglers] are trying to attack them.

"Perfume! He smells like perfume!"

With a maniacal shrill, the shaking black shadows let out a piercing chirp, and all of them lunged at Bai Liu.

"It's amazing how many stragglers there are here." Liu Jiayi's back tightened as she held the poison, "Are you sure we have enough perfume?"

"Not sure." Bai Liu replied honestly, "But isn't that with you?"

Liu Jiayi: "......"

Liu Jiayi anger: "Shit!!!"

The blackened stragglers with their tentacles were like snakes slithering and stalking from the ground, and the newspapers on the ground were swept into mid-air by the tumbling tentacles and floated in the dusty dark sky carried far away by the wind.

One of the photos shows a flower picker smiling happily with a quartered face shell - [Even if you work overtime around the clock every day with no breaks, you're not a regular employee, and you can barely get a bottle of low-grade perfume for picking 40kg of dried leaf roses, it's really the happiest thing in the whole world to be able to work in a rose factory].

[We are doing the work of changing the world and saving others.]

[If we work hard, we might be able to lower the price of perfume and keep more people alive!

-- said a dying flower-picker feebly.

(At the time of the story, the flower picker, who was willing to be interviewed, had been furloughed and laid off from his job for disclosing details of his work to the public in violation of Rose Factory regulations.)