Chapter 219: Rose Factory

May Rose Day Day.

The piazza of the Rose Factory was decked out, decorated with thorny rose canes and dried flowers, and not a single one of the employees came and went without a rose in their eyes, gleefully carrying out the unwanted perfume-making equipment and throwing it away.

Bai Liu sat pale beside the fading field of flowers, still recovering from the previous sacrifice that had sucked so much of his blood.

Liu Jiayi and Tang Er fight standing one on the left and one on the right behind Bai Liu.

"I didn't think that you would actually be so self-sacrificing, that you would actually get yourself involved." Liu Jiayi sat down and leaned against Bai Liu's side, both feet swaying, sighing, "--growing so many Blood Ganoderma Lucidum, and now you've come up with the idea of making it into a perfume spray, which can save a lot of people. "

"But not all." Tang Er hit interrupted Liu Jiayi stiffly.

Liu Jiayi rolled his eyes and was just about to open his mouth to dislike him, when Bai Liu spoke up with a smile, his gaze looking far away, "I've already given them the way, they chose the [poison] themselves, and if they want to go back to the path of the [antidote], they will always have to pay the price."

"You're going to let them cultivate the Blood Ganoderma on their own?" Tang Er hit quickly understood Bai Liu's implication, he squatted down and frowned retorting, "But the cultivation method of Blood Ganoderma, it's too dangerous, it needs the blood of a special child to water it ......"

"That would indeed be true if there were no Dry Leaf Rose." Bai Liu bent one leg halfway and lazily leaned his chin on his knee, "But the Dry Leaf Rose and the Blood Reishi are companion plants, and those who have been contaminated by the Dry Leaf Rose, their blood is miraculously effective against the Blood Reishi."

Tang Er hit back, "How do you know."

Bai Liu welcomed the wind blowing from the flower field and squinted cozily, "Didn't you notice that when the Blood Ganoderma grows, it also absorbs the rose sap along with it? And it grows extraordinarily lush."

"The game's hints are already obvious." Bai Liu turned back to Tang Er Fight, lifting his jaw and raising his eyes, "- like Taville, the poison grows out of the desires of these people's hearts, but the antidote is also hidden within their own bodies."

"It just depends on how they choose." Bai Liu turned his head again and said faintly, "-to see if they have the courage to endure choosing the path of thorns encircling their bones, piercing their hearts, and saving themselves [from the antidote]."

Bai Liu was helped to his feet by Liu Jiayi, who patted mud and grass clippings from his pants legs:

"Good or bad, people always have to pay for their choices." Bai Liu turned over to look at the baffled Tang Er fight and smiled, "Only they never had a choice, it turned into me giving them one more choice, and essentially, it's not up to you or me to decide how the world is going to turn out."

Bai Liu looked behind Tang Er hit, those who ran to him with joy, "-rather, it is these people, other than you and me, who make the choices, who decide."

"Mr. White-!!!"

"Mr. White - we got the showcase for the May Rose Festival!"

"--! Slow down Mr. White! You haven't recovered from your injuries fully!"

These people witnessed the tragic scene of Bai Liu's bloodletting to save their lives, and now they simply can't wait to hold Bai Liu to their heart's tip, Bai Liu will make a fuss even if he shakes a little bit when he walks, and they will respectfully walk one step behind Bai Liu, carefully guarding him.

"The May Rose Festival we held as promised, as you instructed, and we destroyed all the perfumes in the Rose Factory, leaving only the extraordinarily fine ones to be auctioned off at the Rose Festival."

"--The people who come to the Rose Festival this time are all top tycoons, all of whom have made their fortunes from some part of the dry-leaf rose production chain, and who promote rose perfume so heavily around the world that every year they come over to snap up one or two bottles of the extraordinarily fine perfume for their own enjoyment-- -"

"Now they are all waiting in the piazza for you to pass."

This was another point Tang Er couldn't understand Bai Liu, he stepped forward and walked to Bai Liu's side: "You've already destroyed most of the roses and perfumes, why did you leave these special perfumes?"

Bai Liu straightened his shirt on his chest and smiled sideways at Tang Er hitting an implied grin, his tone diffident, "-it's only fair to always give everyone the same options."

The man in front of him leads Bai Liu from the inside of the factory around to the back of the square, opens the back door to reveal a small step that helps Bai Liu ascend to the stage, and excitedly, and with honor, lowers his head to pull back the curtain for Bai Liu:

"Sir, they're out front waiting for you to make your entrance."

Bai Liu stepped onto the steps without hesitation, the sunlight spilling over his face, which was almost transparently white from blood loss.

He had a small wooden lectern made for him in front of him, the microphone standing upright at his mouth, and below him was a crowd of well-dressed dignitaries who had waited until they were almost impatient.

Bai Liu smiled, his eyes drooping as he approached the microphone, his somewhat hoarse voice amplified through the speakers in the piazza:

"Long time, honored guests."

"I'm Rose Factory's new agent, Bai Liu."

After a brief self-introduction, Bai Liu waved his hand to the left, and he courteously pointed to a pile of mother-of-pearl strips, cut into 1 to 2 centimeter lengths, methodically placed on a wooden board:

"Placed to your left is a new product we have just developed, a by-product of rose perfume, so to speak, a fresh branch of it truncated and sun-dried, with the spikes on it still retaining their vigor."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked around at the people below, "I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm presenting a piece of thorn in this way, and I'm going to tell you about its value - this little piece of thorn can undo the addictive effects of rose perfume on the human body. "

There was a commotion from below, and after a brief discussion, a man sitting in the front row raised his hand and said sternly, "Agent, I'm willing to pay for the patent on this thorn, you can't promote it on a wide scale!"

"Yeah, yeah! Perfume won't sell if this stuff goes wide ......"

"I've just controlled a high ranking official by perfume and can be promoted on that ......"

"Everyone doesn't need to be so worried." Bai Liu interrupts the stage chatter with a smirk, "This thorn is to be used, and the side effects are strong - it needs to be swallowed, and then suffer the pain of the thorns growing inside your bodies every now and then, sucking the blood to make you all feel weak, before you can finally simmer down to a full-fledged antidote to the drug. "

"And only because this Thorn has a blood purity requirement, like an organ transplant, only your own blood can raise the drug that detoxifies you."

"So everyone who comes to buy Thorn Antidote must be prepared to die of pain."

The people below sank back into silence.

Liu Jiayi stood behind the curtain and lifted a small piece of cloth to look at Bai Liu on the stage, and couldn't help but stutter, "Bai Liu this guy, really enough lack of virtue."

Although he was scolding Bai Liu, Liu Jiayi's face was clearly wearing a smile of watching a good show, "Obviously, it is the blood lingzhi used by investors to exploit children, which was transformed into self-torture by these investors by this guy relying on the point of blood purity."

"Thorns, Bai Liu actually thought of utilizing thorns to plant cultivation in the human body." Liu Jiayi sighed repeatedly, "He is truly a tortured genius."

"What the hell is he going to do?" Tang Er hit more and more unable to see.

Liu Jiayi looked up at the stupid big man breathlessly, "Don't you see it yet?"

Tang Er hit wrinkled eyebrows deep in thought, "...... see what?"

Liu Jiayi brought his eyes closer to the slit behind the curtain, a nasty smirk on his face that he couldn't hide, "He's taking the choices that the man behind the curtain told him to make, and passing them on to someone else-"

"--He's letting these people make their own choices."

Bai Liu takes another swing, this time to the right.

The right display table is neatly stacked, piled up into a mountain of special perfume, beautiful diamond-shaped perfume glass bottles in the sun shining incomparably, inside the flow of light pink liquid is as beautiful as a fantasy dream.

"Of course we have prepared the special perfumes for the auction for all the guests, as is customary, and this time the perfumes have all been made by me personally, and they are extremely concentrated special perfumes."

Bai Liu pointed to the left and right at the same time, then said with a smile, "Antidote or poison, which one do you all choose to auction?"

The rise and fall of the epileptic auction sounds.

Some swallowed the thorns, others breathed in the dark scent, and they were soon transformed into all manner of strange objects on the floor of the piazza as the thorns pierced their hearts and spines, and the roses incinerated away their sanity and pain.

People are starting to turn into monsters beyond their control.

When the first person who turned into a monster hissed and rushed towards Bai Liu who stood motionless on the stage, a silver bullet was shot into the monster's brow from behind, Bai Liu slowly lifted his eyelids away from the beautiful view of those humans struggling on the ground, and looked towards the Tang Er fight who stood at the entrance of the factory, holding up a gun and panting vigorously.

Killing a monster couldn't possibly make Tang Er gasp like that, what really spurred him on was all these people on the ground who were rolling around in pain from the thorns growing or addicted to the perfume.

Ten minutes ago these people were a group of well-dressed, dusty-eyed symbols at the very top of the world - and ten minutes later, they were languishing in front of Bai Liu in such an undignified manner.

And Bai Liu didn't even make them do anything.

Tang Er fought his eyes laxly to Bai Liu on the stage, he opened his mouth to say that you could have saved them, and then he wanted to say that if it was for punishment, you could have simply killed them-

--You're torturing them. Why?

Bai Liu seemed to read his eyes as he smiled imploringly, "This isn't torture, they are aware of the consequences of their choices, I've told them to watch out for the roses, both the thorns and the flowers."

"I'm just letting them choose, and then paying the price of that choice - it's a deal you're willing to make."

Bai Liu stepped off the stage, walking unhurriedly against a background of bloody wreckage to Tang Er fight, then tilted his head up to look at him, no roses or light in his dark eyes:

"-like someone did to me, to Taville."

Bai Liu absently tapped Tang Er on the shoulder and brushed past him as he walked out of the piazza without looking back, "Help me clean up."

Tang Er fights standing still in silence, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately pulls out his gun without a word to clean up those monsters he created for Bai Liu.

Or rather, these monsters choose to become monsters themselves.

After such a gory scene, Bai Liu actually started to walk around the flower field directly opposite Tang Er's fight - he seemed to like the withered flower field.

Liu Jiayi followed at his feet, backhanded and backward, chattering to him, not knowing what she was saying, and Bai Liu would now and then curl his eyes and smile.

If Tang Er hadn't hit a pile of monster limbs in front of his eyes, he wouldn't have been able to tell that Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi were the two guys who passed through here - the scene was too cozy.

Tang Er looked stunned for a moment, and when he wasn't paying attention, he let a monster slip out from behind him and run towards Bai Liu, who quickly ran up and gave the monster a shot.

Bai Liu glanced up at Tang Er with a breezy glance, "Are you done cleaning?"

"It's over." Tang Er hit squeezed the gun in his hand, let out a breath, and said without thinking, "You didn't have to."

"Torture?" Bai Liu instantly understood Tang Er Ta's meaning, and he turned his head to scrutinize Tang Er Ta with amusement, and the look in his eyes made the back of Tang Er Ta's neck shiver.

Bai Liu asks, "I actually have a curious point, also about the torture bit, I see in the mirror that I'm not the only one who prefers to torture people, there's also a member of the team called the Joker."

"But your hatred is mainly focused on me." Bai Liu smirked, "Again, you've gone overboard, but you have an inexplicable forgiveness for the Joker - you don't seem to hate him that much, why?"

Tang Er hit squeezed the gun in his hand and rasped, "I don't know where you're getting the idea that I'm condoning the Joker, and I hate him too."

"But unlike your hatred for me, your hatred for the Joker is for the accessory, and your hatred for me is for the principal offender; the primary and secondary relationships are clear in your hatred." Bai Liu stroked his chin thoughtfully, "--You are not an unjust man, but there is something that makes you subconsciously feel that he doesn't need to be punished as harshly and that this something is in line with the judicial process-- -"

"--You think I'm in a position of absolute control, inducing him to commit a crime--"

Tang Er hit couldn't help but stab Bai Liu: "You're inducing everyone to commit a crime-"

"Does this clown--" Bai Liu looked straight at Tang Er fight, "--have some kind of special relationship with me? "

Tang Er hit just wanted to say that they hadn't found out anything, but being reminded like this by Bai Liu, his brow furrowed and he started to think back, "...... We had a guess."

"Because the clown has the strongest following relationship with you, he obeys only you and is very exclusive of the others in the wandering circus."

"In ...... one of our attempts to capture you." Tang Er hit seemed to be thinking of something bad as he took two deep breaths before he could calm down, "During the sparring session, he even suddenly shot and wounded Mu Sicheng before dumping him on us and telling us to kill him."

"We've studied and psychologically profiled him, and found that he has no sense of gangsterism towards the others in the wandering circus, and a strong animosity that comes from the fact that these people share you." Tang Er hit looked to Bai Liu, "- he's your clown alone."

Bai Liu raises an eyebrow, "The formation of this psychological relationship of excessive loyalty takes a very long time to develop."

"It's domestication!" Tang Er typed seriously, correcting Bai Liu's terminology.

Bai Liu accepted the correction Tang Er hit with good grace, "And it must have been intense domestication from pre-teen years, I can probably see why you have a filter on him - how old is the Joker?"

Tang Er beat: "Our guess is that he would have been only fourteen when he first met you, when you were twenty-one."

"The following year, his father died, and in the meantime you initiated contact with him in reality and assisted him in seizing his father's legacy - a smuggling chain of enormous proportions, encompassing many things, such as arms."

"He worships you madly, sees you as a god, calls himself your only devotee, and was the first member of your circus."

Tang Er hit looked up, "The Joker called you King most of the time, but there were a few times he called you something else, and we're guessing that after his father's death, you most likely became his God father - that is, Godfather. "

"Now that I'm 24 ...... " Bai Liu said softly, "if this clown is still alive, then he should-- "

Tang Er shot Bai Liu a complicated look, "The day before you entered this game, Rose Factory, was his seventeenth birthday, and Bai Liu from the other timelines throws him a really huge birthday party every year."

"You're spoiling him."

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No man's land.

A steady stream of small TVs went out and left the area, and members carefully explored further into the no-man's land, circling the towering mountain of TVs, charging their hands to like and collect, and breathing a sigh of relief when they saw one go down.

There are members running back and forth within the different divisions, broadcasting the news that the little TV that just went out is not Bai Liu.

A large number of small TVs of unfamiliar players flooded into the general division, and the confused viewers seemed to realize what a big deal was going on, and after taking a look at the forums and understanding what was going on, they flocked to No Man's Land to see what all the fuss was about.

In the meantime, some of the No Man's Land players who had received financial assistance had successfully cleared the level, and the flow of people boarding the exit was gradually increasing - these players, who had been struggling alone for who knows how long in the game, began to fall down on the ground and howl in a vain manner as soon as they left the game.

Most of these players were newcomers, who cried out in a fit of rage and then wandered around the Dengue Exit in a haze of ignorance.

They've been drained of emotion and motivation by the game, and have no idea what to do or where to go, and are now just walking shells of a corpse.

This time the small murmurs of the people around them looking at them in awe drew their attention:

"Really came out, huh? Saved so many people?"

"Bai Liu is really making a big deal out of this one ......"

"Damn, I really don't understand the rich man's game! Clearing no man's land for Bai Liu is also too outrageous!"

These people seemed to realize that they were being talked about, and waited for a long time before a man with a tear-stained face went up to ask these old players, "Excuse me, was it this Comrade Bai Liu who just saved us?"

"...... It can't be said that he saved you guys either." This player's expression was also complicated, "But if it wasn't because of him, you guys definitely wouldn't have been able to get out."

The man's eyes lit up amazingly as if he had managed to find a backbone, "So, then where am I going to find him?"

The man sighed, "No man's land, where you come out."