Preseason

"I'm serious, I'm not kidding you." Fang Dian playfully slapped Bai Liu's head and laughed, her face gaunt and pale but her expression vibrant, her eyes shining brightly as she looked up at Bai Liu , "I've always raised you as a son anyway."

Bai Liu was quiet for a long time, he slowly shifted his eyes aside, "I'm too old to be adopted."

Fang Dian is stunned, and soon she bursts out laughing.

"I don't care about that!" When Fang Dian smiled, all her eight teeth were exposed, very bright and brilliant, her laughter was that kind of happiness from the bottom of her heart, she reached out and took Bai Liu's head and rubbed it with a purr, "Quickly call daddy!"

Lu Yizhan, who was next to her, stopped her in tears and laughter, "Be careful!"

Bai Liu was pinned by Fang Dian under the crevice, his head squeezed so much that his features were deformed, he opened his mouth, "...... Get some rest, and recover early."

After Fang Dian had fallen asleep, Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu walked out of the hospital room, and in silence they went to the corner of the stairs.

There was a tall, narrow window at the corner of the stairs.

Lu Yizhan draws out a cigarette, which he holds in his mouth without lighting it, and leans against the wall to look at the window, through which the daylight falls on Lu Yizhan's face, making his sleepless face look haggard and tired.

His eyes drifted off as if he were talking to himself, "...... Everything is my fault."

Bai Liu looked to Lu Yizhan, his tone cold, "Do you need me to repeat the process of your wife comforting me for you here?"

Lu Yizhan was amused, he took down his cigarette and coughed a couple of times, looking back deeply at Bai Liu, his eyes were extremely complex, so complex that they seemed to combine all the extremes of emotions that human beings can have.

For a moment, Yang Zhi felt that Lu Yizhan was looking at another person through Bai Liu.

With just a glance, Lu Yizhan restrained himself from looking away and said softly, "It's really my fault, I made the wrong decision and let Fang Dian and you get hurt."

Bai Liu sensed that Lu Yizhan's tone was off, and he calmly asked, "Is it something about your work?"

"Sort of." Lu Yizhan took the cigarette back to his lips again, he lowered his head, couldn't see his expression, "...... The person who retaliated against you and Fang Dian is sort of an inmate I've pursued, who was recently released from prison and said she wanted to retaliate against me, and at first she only sent me pictures of Fang Dian, and I warned her to be pay attention."

"But I didn't realize that the other side had listed me as well?" Bai Liu asked rhetorically, "Is that so?"

Bai Liu asked calmly, "Something as simple as a prisoner taking revenge on someone close to a police officer, Lu Yizhan, I can't believe you wouldn't have thought that the other side would have me on their list as well, so why didn't you warn me?"

"The other party is not just a prisoner, right?" Bai Liu dissected the layers with a light look, "Organized and disciplined, behavior that looks like it's not the first time, attacking people in the street with no fear, and attacking people while excitedly taking pictures with an obvious performance and entertainment nature, and kept talking about how this would win some contest and gain something, and seemingly treating all this as some kind of competitive gaming tournament ."

"It seems to me that this group is more like a terrorist organization with some sort of united purpose and shared beliefs that generally carries religious attributes than the discharged inmates you've just casually perfomed me with."

"Terrorist organizations with this kind of attribute usually prefer irregular and widespread attacks, and from this point of view, the target of the other party's attack is again too clear in its purpose, exactly the personnel related to you, and it's something you told Fang Dian but hid from me."

"Taking all of this information together, the only conclusion I can come to is that Lu Yizhan, you are working undercover in some sort of extremely profitable, heavily staffed, and entertaining religious organization that harbors some sort of beliefs, or what I feel is a more accurate description - this game - and should have also made it to a a position of no lesser status."

"Because of this, you know that this game has something to do with me, so you're doing everything you can to prevent me from knowing everything about this game, while the other side knows everything about me and is even trying to lure me into this game to join their religious-based organization."

"With me not knowing anything about the organization or the game, then there are two most likely scenarios as to why the other party did this."

"The first, is the need to develop me as one of their believers."

Bai Liu quietly gazed at Lu Yizhan : "The second, is the need to develop me as their [god], right?"

Lu Yizhan was silent for a long, long time before he finally lifted his head to look levelly at Bai Liu and laughed hoarsely at the top of his voice, "...... Sometimes I would think that having an overly smart friend is not a good thing."

"Now you know this thing exists." Lu Yizhan exhaled, "What would you do?"

Without hesitation, Bai Liu replied, "I will join this organization."

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes as he wore an expression of relief that he had known was coming, "...... is the choice you would have made."

"I can promise that I won't do anything excessive once you're inside." Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan, his demeanor and tone peaceful, but what he said was cruel.

"But I don't like to put the initiative in someone else's hands, like right now, and I'm more comfortable with a scenario where Fang Dian crashes his motorcycle and the other person is lying in a hospital, or a funeral home."

Lu Yizhan looked directly at Bai Liu, and he questioned him bluntly, "So you want to kill people, do you?"

Bai Liu was silent, and Lu Yizhan knew he was acquiescing.

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath as he forced himself to calm down, "Okay, you're going to kill people, how many you're going to kill, how you're going to kill them, and what you're going to use afterward."

"I know that while I'm saying this, your mind is probably already working out a way to fix everything, and I know that you're perfectly capable of handling all of this, even getting this organization and using this tool to ride around the world and come and go, with god-like freedom to kill at will, countless amounts of money, and satisfy the limits of every kind of human desire. "

Lu Yizhan looked into Bai Liu's eyes, "But then what?"

He reached out and held Bai Liu's shoulders, his eyes reflecting Bai Liu's look, a warm plea, "Are you going to be that kind of god all the time?"

"Both Fang Dian and I want you to be, well, a normal person who can go to work and leave work, have birthday dinners, have friends, have a job, cry, laugh, get hurt, love, and be loved."

"I've seen you have it all." Lu Yizhan's hand braces against Bai Liu's shoulder, tightening, "...... But that's all you get by depriving others, you won't be happy, no one would be happy in a world like that."

"Bai Liu, I've watched you grow up, don't let me watch you go down that road again."

Lu Yizhan reached out and hugged a speechless Bai Liu on the shoulder and closed his eyes, "Bai Liu, I promise you that you will one day execute these people who hurt Fang Dian in a way that is legal, compliant, and in accordance with my moral rules and yours."

"But not now." Lu Yizhan stroked Bai Liu's head, then slowly raised his hand, which was heavy with a strange white light, and with a complex mix of emotions under his eyes, he said softly, "I forgot to tell you before, happy birthday, Bai Liu."

[System prompt: Is it possible to use the Divine Rule Skill (World Memory Folding)?]

[This can modify the memory lines of everyone in the entire world, overwriting special events so that no one will be able to remember that a certain event happened or find traces of it, and everything can be seamlessly overwritten, and it is the highest level of the Memory Skill.]

[The reset memories are world line base facts, which are axiomatic to all world line inhabitants and cannot be erased or distorted by any props or skills.]

[System prompt: player this world line has been used twice (World Memory Folding), only the last number of skill usage left, is it used?]

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes: [OK.]

Dazzling white light bloomed, and the remembered Yang Zhi faced the skill head-on.

The World Memory Overlap skill makes Yang Zhi's mind switch back and forth rapidly.

Overly chaotic memories and emotions accumulated layer by layer, Yang Zhi's memory skill is just a basic skill, he simply can not withstand this kind of high-dimensional memory skills, after devouring the memories of so many people and then being forced to fold and modify by the rule skill, Yang Zhi will soon go crazy!

Yang Zhi was on his knees, looking agonized, covering his stomach of digestive memories and vomiting blood in large gulps.

The confusing and excruciating memories of everyone who had been swallowed down by Yang Zhi all came flooding into his mind at once, rushing from side to side in the stomach sac of his mind, making it feel like a knife was churning back and forth in his intestines.

In order to relieve the abdominal cramps, Yang Zhi grabbed the mud on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth in a confused state of consciousness, chewing and swallowing without chewing in an attempt to suppress the feeling of having eaten a bellyful of glass, but the pain became worse.

Yang Zhi rolled around clutching his stomach, screaming in his mouth, his limbs spasming and jerking out, snot flowing from his face, and the pupils of his eyes were dilated.

[System prompt: player Silence of the Lambs spirit value zero, alienation complete, exit the game ......]

Kong Xuyang was still struggling for his life, he was terrified and kept rummaging through the panel in an attempt to find some kind of prop to reverse his fate, but no matter how much he struggled, it was just a useless effort that only made the illusion in front of his eyes more and more real.

He went back to his college days, when those people laughed at him and trampled on him, saying he was a poor man who couldn't afford five hundred dollar shoes and would be an inferior human being for the rest of his life.

"I won't!" Kong Xuyang yelled as he fought his way through the mud, moving upward, his eyes red, nails growing on his hands and feet, scratching himself.

He hissed at the top of his lungs in the muddy water, "It's not fair! On what grounds!"

"I'm so much better than you guys! I can obviously beat you guys! Obviously you're just a bunch of losers! Why should I be stepped on by you!"

Kong Xuyang was lying on the ground struggling to get up, he looked up and around, everyone in expensive shoes stepped on his face, looking down on him condescendingly, as if they were looking at a clown, contemptuously saying, you've already lost, you're the loser now.

"I'll win!" Kong Xuyang convulsed in a frenzy as he reached for the men's shoes, his pupil-dilated eyes gazing at a point of nothingness in the air, blood spilling from his mouth and nose, "I'll win!"

"I can afford the same things as you guys! No looking down on me!!!"

[System alert: Player Kong Xuyang's mental value is zero, alienation is complete, exit the game ......]

[System Alert: Players Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu won the two-player race and scored three points]

[System Alert: Player Silence of the Lambs, Kong Xuyang has become a monster and stayed in the game forever due to his mental value being zeroed out in the game. ......]

[...... confirms that his reality is dead and that the game of The Village of Shady Hills is over].