Preseason

The moment the system's mechanical voice announced the end of the match, Wang Shun collapsed backward and leaned against the back of the chair, Liu Jiayi's lips that had been pursed upturned inadvertently, Mu Ke breathed a long sigh of relief, and Tang Er's shoulders that had been tense all the way loosened up.

The Inverse God smirks as he looks over to the Den exit by the big screen, and Spades looks there without looking too hard.

Everything is like slow motion.

Bai Liu logs out from the side of the big screen, not in a hurry, and looks down to straighten his shirt.

Mu Sicheng logged out immediately after Bai Liu, he had a little wound on his body, cursing at Bai Liu as if accusing him of using him immorally in the game, but upon closer inspection, Mu Sicheng had a gangly smile at the corner of his eyes and didn't seem to mind much about what was going on in the game.

For winning.

In the audience, there was a mix of angry curses and cheers, not unlike the screams of panic from the members and players of the Lambic Frenzy:

"What do we do when the ...... president dies?"

"How can you fight a group battle without a tactician?!"

Bai Liu straightened every fold on the hem of his coat, before slowly lifting his face, the noisy collapse of screams and whistles from the audience instantly dispersed, and everyone's eyes shifted to Bai Liu who lifted his head.

At the end of such an exciting match, the tactician of the winner's side will usually come out to make some summarizing remarks, such as belittling the opponent and praising himself, which is equivalent to the final stage of canvassing, absorbing the residual points from the audience's hands, and building up the momentum for the next match.

Bai Liu smiles and raises his hand, then politely and slightly curtsies to the audience, "I hope my opponent and I have contributed to an enjoyable viewing experience for all of you."

After that, Bai Liu smiled and went down without much delay, not seeming to think that this victory was worth his time.

Without belittling his opponents, without emphasizing himself, without elaborating at length on his triumphs and hardships, Bai Liu has downplayed this victory as if he had been given it lightly.

This restrained yet graceful gesture of victory is just so much more powerful.

Especially when that demeanor appeared in a rookie tactician facing a professional guild for the first time, the appeal to the audience grew exponentially.

After a short period of quiet, the noisy voices of the frenzied Lamb supporters in the audience who had lost their points gradually subsided, leaving only the faint sound of excited discussion.

The subject of the discussion is obviously only one person.

"...... Bai Liu ......"

"I'm about to put half my savings points down on the Wandering Circus all in one ......"

"It feels like this tactician has a strong aura, stronger than last year's killer sequence ......"

"Can't beat last year's Spades for kills, but the pressure and court control is nothing like a rookie, and sure enough, the dark horse that Charles' old man has his eye on won't be anything to sneeze at ......"

When Bai Liu returned to the traveling circus team, everyone stood up in unison and handed Bai Liu a bandage.

Giving bandages to teammates returning from a fight to fix their wounds is an agreed-upon practice, much like the sip of water handed to a fighter in the middle of a boxing match.

But ...... generally a bandage meaning something is enough.

Bai Liu looked at the six bandages handed to him and raised an eyebrow, "I didn't, like, bring my injury out of the game?"

Mu Sicheng, who had a bloodied face next to him, looked at the scene and gave a ghostly wow, "...... Six top bandages, how rich, why doesn't anyone pass me a bandage?"

Bai Liu pilfered Mu Ke's bandage and handed it to Mu Sicheng, thanking him sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mu Sicheng took the bandage in a nonchalant manner, his tone was impatient, but his face brought out a little smile, "Spare me, don't pretend to be a good guy in front of me, it's good that you won't screw me over in the next match."

Bai Liu answered honestly, "I try."

Wang Shun took back the bandage Bai Liu didn't ask for, he looked at the Reverse God and Spades who were also silently taking back the bandage next to him, and several question marks couldn't help but pop up on his face, ?

No, Bai Liu is the president of our family, it's only right that we four members of the wandering circus hand out bandages.

What's with you two killer sequences handing out bandages!

Isn't that a little too self-explanatory!

The Reverse God who had put away the bandages wasn't embarrassed at all, and even reached out his hand with a smile, attempting to hook up with Bai Liu: "What a great performance, letting all of us onlookers who had placed bets on you make a fortune, I truly thank President Bai for his wonderful performance now."

"Really?" Bai Liu unperturbedly slapped away the hand that Reverse God hooked over to him and looked at him sideways with a smile, "Really thanking me so much, why don't you share half of the points you earned from your body with me, and we'll split them fifty-fifty, and I'll ask you to come back next time there's a good thing like this to make money?"

The Reverse God gave a beat, "That would not be necessary, overly troubling President Bai."

"How can you call it trouble?" Bai Liu instantly turned the tables and patted the Inverse God's shoulder, smiling with full business intercourse and shaking the other party's hand, "What kind of relationship do we have, we don't need to be so polite."

"Haha, is that so?" The Adversary God began to snort as he scratched his head in feigned confusion, "I didn't know that Chairman Bai had already befriended me to this extent, making me a bit flattered."

Bai Liu nodded with a smile, "That's not true? Otherwise, why would Teacher Against the Gods come all the way here to watch my matches, bet tens of millions of points on me, and hand me bandages?"

"My best friend hasn't even been this nice to me, wouldn't you say, Mr. Inverse God."

The two men spoke and laughed with the same expressions, but words had been exchanged four or five times, and the people next to them looked on in disbelief.

Is this an engagement between top tacticians?

This exchange ended with both parties dead set on not letting up.

Liu Jiayi stepped forward and asked Bai Liu, she looked solemn: "Bai Liu, that Yang Zhi skill didn't mess up your memory, did it?"

"No." Bai Liu answered quickly, "I went over my bio in my head when I came down and was able to pick it up just like before."

"You know you have three memory folds in your memory ......" Liu Jiayi The words were just halfway out of her mouth, she looked like she thought of something quickly glanced at the Inverse God next to her with her afterglow, paused for a moment, and shifted away from the topic, " Race first, we'll talk after we come down."

Bai Liu gave an OK sign.

"Currently we have four points in the game, Fever Lamb has lost too much this time, maybe they will jump over the wall and force us to play a group game to make up for it, are you still in good shape?" Tang Er frowned at Bai Liu, pinched Bai Liu's arm and almost lifted him up, seriously checking Bai Liu from top to bottom, "Any hidden injuries?"

Spades stared at Tang Er's hand that was holding up Bai Liu's hand and wouldn't let go, the Reverse God beside him had a big smile on his face, his hand exerted force and pressed down Spades, who was ready to run forward, he lowered his voice and warned, "These are Bai Liu's maiden's family, so be honest, and you can see for yourself that Bai Liu won't care about you if you go over there now. You can see for yourself that even if you go over there now, Bai Liu won't care about you.

"Oh." Spades slowly lowered his head as he shook the whip at his feet, clutching the bandage he had just failed to hand out in his hand, and sat himself down in the corner without a word.

He understands the meaning of the inverse myth, just after Bai Liu logged out of the game he was intentionally ignoring him and didn't take the bandage he handed him ......

That's how it was before. Bai Liu wouldn't even look away when he met him in the game pool.

Bai Liu swept his afterglow at Spades, gave a faintly unnoticeable lurch, then looked over to Tang Er and played, "Don't worry, you won't be able to play in this tournament."

Tang Er struck a chord.

As soon as Bai Liu had finished speaking, the news of Frenzy Lamb's abandonment was communicated by the system over there.

[System alert: Frenzied Lamb forfeits the regimental race.]

[System alert: Wandering Circus vs. Frenzied Lamb, Wandering Circus wins.]

"They won't tangle with me much." Bai Liu smiled and turned to look across the room at the shivering members of the Frenzy Lamb, "The points are all used up by this game, and they don't have the means to buy props that erase traces of reality."

The Reverse God followed Bai Liu's line of sight to the opposite side of the room, a smile on his face and dark eyes, "This means that this group of people will soon be carrying a case."

After the match, the winner and loser have to shake hands in the center of the big screen.

The members of the Lamb of Frenzy were so scared in front of Bai Liu that they could hardly stand up straight, the images of Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi being tortured to death by Bai Liu were still replaying in front of their eyes, and the thought of what they had organized to do to Bai Liu earlier made their faces pale with fear.

Not to mention the fact that Bai Liu has swallowed so many points now that it would be easy to do anything to them.

Bai Liu shook the hands of the Lamb's crew with a smile on his face, making small talk while doing so:

"Oh, I know you, just had Wang Shun check you out, there's a police station a kilometer away from your house, it's a seventeen-minute walk, the motorcycle drives fast for like a minute."

"There's a police station five kilometers from your house ......"

"Your home is in a good location, there are three police stations nearby, which one do you prefer?"

After shaking hands, the group of Lamb's Frenzy's people looked like they had been severely beaten, covered in cold sweat, unable to cry, and frozen in place, not daring to move.

They've been acting with Kong Xuyang for so long that they've long since learned that even more terrifying than what happens to them in the game is the fact that the only place they belong - the real world - has been gutted of all information.

Players in the game world are as crazy as they can be for someone in reality, or some kind of dependence, and it is an extremely scary thing for reality to be known, and they understand this, and happily use this weakness to attack all their opponents in the game.

Earlier they used [paparazzi] to do this to others, and now in return, Bai Liu is using [Pepsi] to do this to them.

Let's just say that karma is a cycle of retribution.

Bai Liu finished shaking hands and, still not leaving, inquired in a friendly manner, "Where is that [paparazzi] member of yours? I'd like to get acquainted and make friends."

Can you call this knowing knowing!

The Manic Lamb's people hissed inwardly - you're deliberately looking for revenge!

But even so, they didn't dare to resist.

That skill is the [paparazzi] team members trembling out, walked to Bai Liu face a heel, fell directly to the ground, the audience a sneer of ridicule, this [paparazzi] was ashamed of the face red, but also do not dare to go, shrunken head stood up, standing in front of Bai Liu, voice as weak as mosquitoes: "..... ...Bai, Chairman Bai, I am the paparazzi."

Bai Liu surveyed him slowly for a while, "Did you keep all the pictures of the victims that were taken?"

The paparazzi nodded hesitantly, "...... keep it."

"That's good." Bai Liu smiles, "There are two police stations near your house, wear evidence photos, ride your crime prop motorcycles, and turn yourselves in if you don't want to be tortured to death by me in the game."

The people of the Lamb of Frenzy were stunned for a moment, first with the ecstasy of coming back from the dead, then quickly reacting to the fact that something was wrong.

"Bai, Chairman Bai ......" the paparazzi trembled and asked the question cautiously, "All the traces of our crimes in reality have been erased by us, we can't turn ourselves in even if we have the evidence in hand ......"

"What does that have to do with me?" Bai Liu had a smile on his face, but the emotions under his eyes were cold, "I just want to see you guys suffer."

"If you are erased, you will find a way to restore it yourself."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and swept the paparazzi a glance that froze him almost in place as he heard Bai Liu smile and whisper in his ear, "Of course if you can't recover, I'd actually prefer to take it upon myself to torture you."

"We will definitely find a way to recover it!!!" The paparazzi was so shocked that he screamed out in horror, his sweaty hairs stood on end, and he took a few steps back away from Bai Liu's vicinity, looking at Bai Liu in fear and emphasizing, "We'll definitely recover those traces to turn ourselves in!!!"

Bai Liu averts his gaze and turns around with a faint hmmm, "I'll see what happens."