Chapter 222: Reality

The crowd under the King's screen in the center hall grows larger and larger, but soon the playback on the screen ends.

Unable to hold back the excitement the crowd chanted:

"Go to the boarding exit to greet Chairman White who passed the game!"

So the people headed for the Dengou exit again in a big voice.

The always well-functioning Deng Exit was now filled with people, not only the members who had come to greet Bai Liu, but also those who had come to join in the fun, and even those from other guilds who had come to find out more about Bai Liu.

It's a good thing that everyone here is dimensionally separated, otherwise there would be a stampede in such a dense crowd.

At a glance, the exit of the boarding gate was bustling with people, almost everyone was trying to stretch their necks to be the first to see Bai Liu coming out from the exit.

It was under these circumstances that Bai Liu walked out of Deng Exit.

There were so many players coming and going at the boarding exit, but the moment Bai Liu stepped out of the boarding exit, as long as the people who had their eyes on this side, they all easily recognized this man who was wearing a plain white shirt, suit pants, and a strange and calm demeanor.

"--It's Bai Liu!!!"

"He really did pass the third level game out!!!"

The crowd of onlookers who had originally restrained themselves from leaving a passageway was instantly surrounded by these two voices, encircling them into an impermeable semicircle, everyone wanting to witness this strange man who fell into no man's land and still made it to the top of the King's List.

But it was good that the members brought by Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng forcibly widened the channel again, pulling these people away from Bai Liu.

Bai Liu was followed by Tang Er Ta and Liu Jiayi, who had followed him out of the boarding gate, and Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng, who were breathing a sigh of relief.

Amidst the cheers, jumps, and screams of the crowd, there was a man lying on the ground, covered in blood, whose half-closed eyes saw Bai Liu walking in the center through the shadows of countless scurrying legs and feet, whispering something to Tang Er next to him.

Bai Liu stood in the middle of the crowd, overshadowed by everyone, yet at the center of it all.

But he knew that all it would take was a flick of Bai Liu's eye, and the people who were so crazy about him would fall silent and obey his next command.

--He had dreamed of this scene three thousand seven hundred and forty-one times.

His apple-green eyes reflected motionlessly Bai Liu, who was separated by countless silhouettes, and the people around Bai Liu - Tang Er, who stood behind Bai Liu's left shoulder; Liu Jiayi, who was less than Bai Liu's waist; Mu Ke, who couldn't hold back his tears when he was close to him; and Mu Sicheng, who grinned and raised his elbow on Bai Liu's right shoulder. Ke, and Mu Sicheng, who grinned widely and raised his elbow on Bai Liu's right shoulder.

--In this, the person who was originally closest to Bai Liu in the dream was him.

He would always stand sixteen inches behind Bai Liu, a protective position where he could attack everyone but Bai Liu, and he would stand in that position and wait for Bai Liu to reach back and pat him on the head, spine, or shoulders, smile, and say, "Good job, Daniel."

As Bai Liu walked the closest to him in a straight line, he suddenly moved.

Daniel scoots his injured limbs through the soles of these men's feet and is stepped on by these men's heads, but he doesn't seem to mind any of this at all, just looks straight into Bai Liu's face with his eyes, and doggedly, inch by inch, crawls forward, dragging a long, bloody trail on the ground.

He finally reached where he was before - he was now sixteen inches from Bai Liu.

Daniel didn't move, he was quiet, making no sound at all as the crowd trampled him underfoot, his upper limbs struggling to support himself on his two small, cracked and trembling arms, like a young animal hiding in the grass after learning to hunt for the first time and being wounded.

He raised his head slightly and prostrated himself at the feet of everyone, looking up at Bai Liu through the cracks in the dense crowd, the faint light falling on his eyes, the blood running down his jaw, a drop on the back of his shaking hand.

Daniel's waiting for the man to come back to him - and he will.

Bai Liu always turns his head to make sure he's there every time the game leaves the boarding exit; if he's not there, Bai Liu won't leave and will wait until he appears.

[Daniel is my most important child].

-- Bai Liu always said that, with a loose, teasing smile.

Bai Liu walked to that position and suddenly stopped, Daniel raised his head with a stagnant breath, looking from the bottom up, Bai Liu, whose head had fallen in a circle of light, had no emotion on his face, after going through the same horrible torture of the game as he had, this man was as powerful and calm as a god.

--just like in his dream.

Bai Liu turned, with that smile that Daniel could draw with his eyes closed, and clapped his hand on Mu Ke's head, laughing softly, "What's with the crying, you're doing great, Mu Ke."

His gods, in the presence of him who suffered, bestowed blessings on other children.

--just because that child was crying with happiness.

Mu Ke was fine, but after being comforted by Bai Liu, he was about to have a heart attack from crying.

Bai Liu never wasted time with Mu Ke, he simply ordered, "Stop, there is something to do."

Mu Ke's tears stopped at the sound, and he looked at Bai Liu with tearful eyes, trying to put on an appearance of doing business, "...... What is it?"

While they were talking about things, a bloody hand with several of its knuckles ripped off suddenly reached out from the crowd and grabbed at Bai Liu's ankle from behind Mu Ke's back in an attempt to stop him from leaving, and an extremely subtle [padre (father)] came out.

Mu Ke was startled, and he subconsciously stepped forward, blocking the path of the hand as it touched Bai Liu.

The hand was kicked away by Mu Ke, and lay limp and motionless on the ground, as if it were the last of his strength, whereupon it was quickly wrapped up in the incoming crowd, and then disappeared again.

"What's wrong?" Bai Liu turned back to Mu Ke.

"It's nothing ...... like someone is playing a prank." Mu Ke turned his head back in confusion as he tried to find the person who had just reached out from the dense crowd.

Bai Liu has offended a lot of people this time, and there are not a few guilds that want to target him, but doing it in the game hall is too strange - players can't attack each other in the hall, and such a bloody hand is too much of a horror game prop.

So Mu Ke thought it was a prank to annoy Bai Liu.

But Mu Ke still wanted to find out who that person was, but after searching twice he couldn't identify who that person was with one hand, so he had to give up and turned to Bai Liu: "...... What was it you wanted to talk to me about just now?"

The moment Mu Ke turned around, Bai Liu's eyes were completely blocked by Mu Ke's leaning over his shoulder, no longer able to look into the crowd cheering him on, or underneath.

They don't know that at the bottom of these crowds, where the light doesn't penetrate at all, there is a pair of bloodstained green eyes, watching reluctantly, frantically, without wavering, Bai Liu's back as if nothing had happened.

--Gazing at everyone standing around Bai Liu, saved by him, bestowed with grace.

"Mu Ke, do you remember the address of that factory under investigation?" Bai Liu looked to Mu Ke and spoke out of turn, "That factory is about to explode, we need to log out quickly to get there."

Everyone was confused for a split second.

Tang Er hit even more unbelievably to Bai Liu: "--You still want to blow up the factory?!"

His consciousness was still on the level of Su Yang telling him that it was Bai Liu who blew up the factory, so Tang Er Ta, who was following Bai Liu closely, didn't worry about the factory exploding - he thought that as long as he kept a close eye on Bai Liu, the explosion on the other side of the factory that would have been caused by Bai Liu wouldn't have happened. He thought that as long as he kept a close watch on Bai Liu, the explosion at the factory that would have been caused by Bai Liu would not have happened.

"I didn't blow up the factory, if I'm not mistaken, it would have been a part of the program inherent in the game's login to reality-" Bai Liu spoke very quickly, "- -The one who turned on the explosion was the Rose Factory's generational factory manager."

After explaining, Bai Liu didn't care whether Tang Er beat believed him or not, and looked straight at Mu Ke.

After a brief moment of shock, Mu Ke quickly followed Bai Liu's thoughts, and after searching his brain for a circle of memory information, he replied to Bai Liu with certainty: "I remember the address of that factory."

"Okay, now check the closest logout location among us to the factory." Bai Liu looks around the circle of people around him, "Has anyone logged in or out of the game in that neighborhood? A car would be best."

Everyone looked serious and lowered their heads to inspect their logins.

Tang Er looked a little unsteady, Bai Liu patted his shoulder and calmly said, "Relax, no matter what happens, I have a solution."

[I have a way], whenever these words came out of Bai Liu's mouth, Tang Er would only feel shivering, but now that these words were coming out of Bai Liu's mouth - they were actually surprisingly reassuring to him.

Tang Er fights out a cloudy breath and settles down, his eyes quickly checking his boarding position.

"I have a boarding place only 5 kilometers from that place." Mu Sicheng quickly raised his hand, "I rented an apartment off campus right here, I have my car here, but it can only carry two people at most, we'd better get another ...... "whatever car.

Bai Liu quickly interrupted Mu Sicheng, "Two people are fine, what kind of car? Is it fast enough?"

Mu Sicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, "...... fast enough to be a heavy duty motorcycle."

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At four in the morning, the streets of the neighboring suburbs were quiet.

Rushing past in a motorcycle with a roaring engine on such a silent and quiet street was obviously a nuisance, but it was obvious that the two people in the car couldn't care less right now.

Instead of sitting down, Bai Liu in the back seat of the car arched his back and attached himself to Mu Sicheng, who was sitting in front of him, not wearing a helmet, his hands gripping Mu Sicheng's waist, the night wind blowing his white shirt bulging.

Any traffic cop who saw the way these two were driving had to blow his whistle shrilly.

"...... all told you this motorcycle is my own play, usually do not carry people, is a single seat." Mu Sicheng, wearing a large helmet, gripped the handlebars of the motorcycle tightly, controlling the direction to prevent the Bai Liu behind him from being thrown out.

He complained hopelessly, "There's only one helmet for all of them, and you had to fucking come up here! And make me go full speed!"

"Over four hundred at full speed! You could get your brains smeared all over the floor if you were thrown out!"

"I believe you won't let me die like this." Bai Liu didn't panic at all as he gave the order, he scanned the time on Mu Sicheng's car's dial and calmly gave the order, "Go to full speed or it'll be too late to stop the game from landing."

"Fuck!" Mu Sicheng cursed under his breath and clenched his hand inward twice as the motorcycle's engine made a loud roar of impending propulsion, "Hold on tight, if you get fucking thrown out, I'm going to be fully responsible for you at the traffic police!"