Rose Factory

The monsters crawling around them spread their petal-like skinned limbs, scurrying across the old walls, their bloody faces gruesomely open, and from their writhing throats they emit a muffled roar that seems to frighten Bai Liu.

The skill Liu Jiayi unleashes, [Telepathic Heart], is a direct exchange of two people's bodies, meaning that his body is now his own, but Bai Liu's panel speed isn't very high, so he's quickly losing ground as he's being chased by these monsters.

Another member of the King's Guild watched as Liu Jiayi was about to be glued to the monster behind him, opening his Pod to swallow him.

The one from the King's Guild looked at the situation, and he had to grit his teeth and reach over to the back of [Liu Jiayi]'s collar, leading him to run with him.

Soon they ran up to the door of the old Datsun, and this member twisted the rusty knob twice, and it didn't open.

"Fuck." This member cursed angrily, quickly turned his head and pressed his back against the door, staring grimly at the rose monsters that kept approaching them, and drew out a long hammer in his hand, "These monsters are all S-ranked, I won't be able to hold out for long with you."

Bai Liu asked a question out of the blue, "If you're on your own, how long can you last?"

"？？？？ Five or six minutes." Confused, this member asks back, "Wait, why would I want to hold up alone when you, little witch, aren't next to me ......"

Bai Liu gave him a gentle smile, propping up a bottle of low-grade perfume he'd received only this morning in his hand, and spritzing it unceremoniously at the still-unresponsive member of the team.

The smothering perfume caused the member to cover his face and choke several times, as the perfume spread, a light rose scent emanated from his body, those surly monsters that had been watching the two of them closely now all coincidentally dropped their eyes, and looked in unison at the team member next to Bai Liu, and a kind of drooling sardonic smile appeared on the monster's blurred bloody face.

[System alert: Warning warning! The concentration of perfume on the player is too high! It has attracted the attention of the (surly employees)! They are about to come over and suck the scent of your body!

Heads up crew: "......"

The player let out a roar of resentment, "Holy shit! You're Bai Liu!!!"

The monsters are like spiders that have been stabbed in their nests, swarming towards the team member, soon forming an impenetrable encirclement around the team member. The team member, while cursing Bai Liu's ancestors, is helplessly trapped in place, picking up a sledgehammer to attract the monsters' attention on behalf of Bai Liu.

And Bai Liu, quick as a flash, emerges from this encirclement and begins to quickly look for clues in the big pass-through that is Riworld.

The [In-World] setting in games can usually be explained in such a way that two parallel worlds with different time branches, or different points in time, overlap at a single location, and the player who enters this place is free to travel between the two world lines when certain conditions are met.

And generally this supplemental world line is done to make it easier for the player to go back to a certain point in time in the past, or future, and explore the hidden information behind the game's worldview, so there's usually a lot of key information in the in-world.

All Bai Liu had to do now was find out the key information he wanted.

A dozen or so bodies of workers lay on the crookedly arranged bunks, wearing uniforms not unlike the ones Bai Liu and the others are wearing now, which look much older - this is most likely a past [in-world].

Soon enough, Bai Liu found newspapers underneath a body to corroborate this.

This matter a mirror city evening newspaper, the newspaper news headline is - [illegal perfume may contain poisonous and addictive substances, has caused several employees to become addicted, and the whereabouts of several other employees are unknown, has been banned by the relevant departments].

Bai Liu scrolled down to read the article in this story, and soon the end of his eyebrows rose.

The story reads:

[...... the unlawful perfume factory director is an orphan surnamed Zhang, due to congenital cataracts poor vision in the left eye, grew up in a private orphanage called Love Welfare Institute, aspiring to become a billionaire, Mr. Zhang at the age of thirteen when he was adopted, after the death of his adoptive parents inherited the estate, and then because of illegal smuggling there are three times the experience of imprisonment, also He has accumulated a lot of wealth and connections in the shadows, but he is still not satisfied. ......]

In September this year, when the poisoning incident in the orphanage broke out, Mr. Zhang saw the news and went back to the orphanage to raise funds, but Mr. Zhang put forward a condition for the donation, that he liked the sculpture of the original idol in the orphanage very much, and wanted to buy the original idol in the orphanage for a donation ......].

[...... The director of the orphanage agreed, and eventually Mr. Zhang offered a donation of $10 million in exchange for the idol that had been buried in the ground when the orphanage was being remodeled ......]

Soon after, the director of the orphanage was imprisoned for the Blood Ganoderma incident, and the authorities investigated Mr. Zhang, who was the last person with whom the director of the orphanage had a pecuniary relationship, and who claimed to have no knowledge of the director's bad deeds, and that he only wanted to donate money to help the children and liked the idol, and then searched all of the fixed residences and the bank safes in the name of Mr. Zhang, and did not see the idol. The authorities then searched all of Mr. Zhang's fixed abodes and bank safes, without ever seeing the idol.

[After the person concerned asked the director of the orphanage about the origin of the statue, the director said, madly, that the statue was an unidentified, evil statue, a statue that the investors had bought from a museum in a decaying seaside town specializing in amulet statues in order to pray for the success of the breeding of the blood primrose, and was said to be the most expensive statue in that town.]

[She said that the reason why these investors would think that this statue could protect the Blood Ganoderma breeding from going smoothly is because the face of this statue looks exactly like a much more evil child who spawned the Blood Ganoderma and has been dead for a long time!!!]

After that, Mr. Zhang began to engage in the cultivation of new types of roses and the development of perfume, leased a large field in the suburbs, hired a large number of workers to start large-scale rose cultivation, and named this rose, whose leaves wither after blooming, the Dry Leaf Rose.

The crop (the text refers to dried leaf roses) has an extremely miraculous growth cycle, and still grows rapidly on land that is completely incompatible with the growth of flowers of the Rosaceae family, growing all over the countryside in one night.]

Later, Mr. Zhang's perfume made from the modified crop had caffeine-like effects and became very popular in the market through Internet sales. However, the regulator intervened and found that the perfume posed serious safety hazards, and banned the perfume in the same month, with substantial fines, and Mr. Zhang was strictly prohibited from growing and selling the perfume again.

[A week later, Mr. Zhang disappeared and has not been heard from since.]

That's the end of the story.

But in reality, Mr. Zhang, the first director of the Rose Factory, apparently didn't stop there, and secretly started the Rose Factory again, a much bigger factory, which eventually attracted the intervention of the Dangerous Heretics Bureau.

These employees lying here are supposed to be the first batch of Rose Factory employees who died and were dumped here because of their intolerance to rose perfume, the ones whose whereabouts are unknown in the news headlines.

Bai Liu continued to rummage after browsing through the paper, looking under and around each body's bed, searching for anything that might be a message bearer - and that's really all there is to a message bearer within a horror game.

Newspapers, notes, calendars, video tapes or journals.

Soon, Bai Liu finds a diary in the abdomen of a face-up corpse in a bunk room, holding a knife in his hand and plunging it into his neck, his face agonized.

Bai Liu flips through the journal, and on the first page of the dusty and rotting journal, written in the lower right-hand corner, is an inscription filled with remorse:

[I've never regretted so much that I've turned on a thing of unprecedented evil, I thought that my desire without a lower limit was already the most horrible thing in the world, but then I realized that it wasn't, that the statue I bought back was!

[The dried leaf rose is a flower brewed by the evil gods; it does not wither, it does not fade, it does not decay, it only manifests its blossoming by means of the human body, which is thoroughly compelled by it, and which, as a product of the gods' pendant love, lives beautifully and eternally in the human body's bones and flesh and blood, and in the scent of epilepsy.]

[The dried leaves of the rose Wa Si are the most perfect perfume, a poison for which there is no antidote, and I understand the former point as an excavator, and the latter point as a dead man.]

Bai Liu looked at the last word of the paragraph and turned the next page without pause.

[I grew up in a subsidized private orphanage, and I understood that the investors here possessed a strange evil magic, which was inseparable from a strange child in the orphanage, a very, very strange child, whose face I couldn't see because he always hung down his very long hair to cover his eyes.]

[But I am sure that whoever has seen this child once will be able to recognize him when they see him afterwards!]

Because he was so frightening, the moment I saw him, there was only one horrible thought in my head that makes me shudder when I think of it now, I was indeed afraid of him, but after I unintentionally glanced at him through his fine, soft hair, and his eyes, which seemed to be light blue like the beasts in the deep sea, all that was left was an impulse in my head as if I was possessed by the devil! --]

[- I'm gonna kill him! I'm gonna break him into pieces!]