Chapter 408: Pre-season

Killer Sequence Repository.

Bai Yi and Bai Jiamu boredly poke at Spades, who is collapsed face down on the ground , Bai Yi lets out a long sigh and looks at the crushed ice staining his fingers and says quietly, "...if this Spades guy isn't sane, I now suspect he's dead hard. "

Bai Jiamu gave him a breathless look, "Can you say something nice?"

"That's the best I can think of." Bai Yi cupped his hands over his face, his eyes drooping slightly, "I really don't like seeing dead people."

"My wife died the same way, one minute she was fine, the next she was on the floor, not moving."

"It's such a flash when people are gone."

Bai Jiamu paused, "Don't think about it."

"If I had been able to hold back my thoughts, I wouldn't be in this game now." Bai Yi tilted her head a bit, eyes lost in thought and murmured softly, "At that time, I always wondered what I was going to do when she died, and I didn't know what to do, so I just squatted next to her cemetery every day and stared blankly until I was kicked out by the old man who guarded the graves."

Bai Jiamu was quiet for a moment and asked, "Why didn't you go home at that time?"

"Don't want to go home." Bai Yi lowered his head, "...... feel that without her place is not home, just a house."

"When Spades took us to a win last year, each of us on the team at the time got a wish, and two of us did, and I was going to wish for her to come back, but Spades stopped me from doing it."

"Uh-huh." Bai Jiamu lowered his eyes, "I was stopped, too, without permission."

Bai Yi smiled indistinctly, "...... This guy's intuition is amazingly sharp sometimes."

"It didn't take long for those two guys who made the wish to disappear completely from the world, and it took me a lot of work to find them, and no one in reality, in the game, seems to remember that those two guys existed or were on last year's winning team."

"I went to check it out separately later." Bai Jiamu said, "It didn't turn up any information, but it could be roughly inferred-"

"- All of the people on the championship teams who had made wishes over the years disappeared together out of thin air, and wiped out their retained information both in-game and in reality, and I can't even find a single retained videotape from when they played."

"It feels like ...... never existed."

Bai Yi sighed again, "Even though I probably guessed that this bullshit wish wasn't a good thing, it's still kinda sad to validate it, and that whatever god that made us wish also said that if you guys don't want to make it right now, you can store your wishes for now."

"The Deer Hunters, the Golden Dawn, and the King's Crown, guilds that have taken the title, did the same thing, didn't they, sensing the risk of wishing for something, and storing the wish first."

"I don't know if wishing is good or bad, training so hard every day, and now having to go through the deaths of my teammates, sometimes I wonder-" Bai Yi turned to Bai Jiamu and asked very softly, "Xiao Jia. Why do you think we're still going on?"

"I'd really like to ask the grand guild presidents who got their wishes what their reasons were for sticking around."

Bai Jiamu slightly inclined his head, not facing Bai Yi's lax eyes, and calmly asked back, "Didn't you ask Reverse God? He was once considered half president of the Deer Hunters, and he has a wish in his hand."

Bai Yi's eyes snapped back together and he fell silent, saying after a long interval, "The reason given by the Adversary God is too strange."

Bai Jiamu glanced at him and asked, "What reason?"

"The only reason the Reverse God wants to keep getting wishes is-" Bai Yi slowly raised his head, "-to stop others from the God's hands from getting wishes."

A hospital ward.

Bai Liu is lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and breathing steadily, his complexion almost as white as the bed sheets, his hand on the quilt upward, a pulse-pressure restraining band tied around his wrist on one side, and the back of his hand on the other side is on an IV drip.

The collar of the shirt he was wearing was slightly open, and the connector affixed to the EKG went all the way outward from the shirt to the EKG instrument next to him, the waveforms on the EKG machine's small screen rising and falling gently.

"It's been two days, why haven't you woken up yet ......" Mu Sicheng said wanly as he lay next to Bai Liu's bedside, "Didn't the doctor say it was nothing... ..."

"Blood tests, brain CT, MRI, all the tests that can be done have been done." Mu Ke clenched his hands into fists against his knees, he sat on the bench with his back straight, his lips pursed, his eyes staring straight at Bai Liu on the hospital bed, "Except for some minor external injuries, not much has been checked out for the time being."

Mu Sicheng was suddenly furious, he showed his teeth and squinted at Mu Ke, "How can it be a minor injury after all that torture?!"

Tang Er, who was hugging his chest and leaning low against the wall facing the hospital bed, spoke abruptly, "Bai Liu tortures people by generally jamming them to the limits of the other party's pain and psychological tolerance."

"It's just painful, not fatal, not even too many wounds, and even if captured, it's hard to determine, except that people usually go crazy from the torture."

As soon as that name came out, the whole ward went silent and no one spoke anymore.

Tang Er Fighting to see everyone's somber expressions, he opened his mouth and slightly stiffly changed the subject, "Liu Jiayi, did you discuss with Bai Liu earlier to make a game to let Russell Cemetery win?"

"Uh-huh." Liu Jiayi sits on the bench, his head lowered so he can't quite read his expression, "I don't know what Bai Liu discussed with Charles, but he came back and told me about it, saying he'd make a game to let Russell Cemetery win."

"I didn't agree at first, this is too messed up, something like playing fake matches is something only a magical guild like the Gambler's Club can do, a newborn guild like us engaging in this kind of stuff is bound to see a serious drop in popularity."

"But Bai Liu eventually convinced me."

Liu Jiayi glanced through his visual goggles at Bai Liu, who was lying lifeless in his hospital bed, and took a deep breath to focus before continuing, "Firstly, there is the issue of popularity, by all accounts we need to get all of them exempted from death before the Challenge, but realistically that is unlikely to be the case."

"Our last game was against Russell Cemetery, the opponent's low popularity and cover up tactical style will lead to this game, no matter how exciting it is, it is impossible for us to draw traffic to bring high popularity, from the point of view of maximizing the benefits of the game, we won the game to obtain something is not much, just Russell Cemetery small betting pools of five percent of the draw is just. "

"The most valuable thing in the whole game, instead, was our own betting pool."

"into the challenge, both sides of the betting pool will be emptied to recount, Bai Liu want to get our own betting pool, the best way is to do their own game secretly down to let the other side win, but this is in fact very easy to be found out, in order to facilitate the subsequent dumping of the pot, Bai Liu thought of pulling Charles into the water."

Mu Ke quirked an eyebrow at that, "But Charles, do you have eyes for our guild's gambling pool?"

"Of course I don't see it, Charles' own gamblers club's pool is hundreds of times bigger than ours, purely in terms of points our guild is far from enough for him to look at." Liu Jiayi replied calmly, "But this Charles guy is different from Bai Liu."

"It's not the money he enjoys, it's the gambling itself, he enjoys the thrill of flipping dozens of times and winning big with a small amount of money, or else this man wouldn't have smashed so many points every year to discover dark horses from newcomers, instead of cultivating his own guild."

"From that point of view, a Russell Cemetery win over us fits perfectly with the guy's gambling aesthetic, so Bai Liu bit the hook with pleasure as soon as the hook was set."

"Bai Liu is prepared to open the game by stretching the matchup advantage, pressuring the Russell Cemetery guys to the extreme, making a big difference in the betting pools between the two sides to give Charles a satisfying preseason gambling game, and at the same time seeing if he can work out a deal with the Russell Cemetery guys, a three-for-one plan."

Liu Jiayi retracted his gaze that fell on Bai Liu's face and took a deep breath, "Although from the final result, it's pretty much the same as Bai Liu expected, but ......"

The process is just so much worse.

Mu Sicheng realized what was going on and muttered a complaint, "Shit! It's not! Is that why you talked so little on the field this time? You and Bai Liu already knew we would lose?!"

"You guys don't even discuss with us in advance when you do this kind of big picture?" Mu Sicheng's eyes snapped as he questioned, "You really don't have us in your sights!"

Liu Jiayi rolled his eyes, "Is this game going to be well acted? If any one of you three adult males had slightly better acting skills, Bai Liu wouldn't have to come to me, an eight year old girl, to help him make a game."

Three badly acting adult males fell silent in unison.

"Knock knock."

There was the sound of a careful knock on the door of the ward.

Tang Er hit subconsciously swept a glance at Bai Liu on the hospital bed, touching the back waist to draw the gun, halfway to draw before reacting to this is reality is not a game, there will be no one to hurt Bai Liu, and so pause for a moment.

Liu Jiayi also paused for a moment as he noticed Tang Er's movement to draw his gun.

...... Even Tang Er fights are allergic to this point.

Witnessing Bai Liu being tortured by Bai Liu seems to have taken a bit of a recovery period for all of us.

Tang Er put his hand down and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The door was slowly pushed open, and Yuan Guang stood awkwardly outside with a large, heavy fruit basket in both hands, owing slightly, "Excuse me, I'm here to visit Bai Liu."

Seeing that it was Yuan Guang, the expressions on everyone's faces faded for a moment, and even Tang Er Ta, a man who had always been lenient, just stared at Yuan Guang without any intention of opening his mouth to invite the other party to come in.

Yuan Guang, who was being watched by four lines of death, said inwardly: QAQ.

It's tempting to immediately get down on my knees and say I'm sorry a million times!!!!

It was Mu Ke who finally spoke first: "Thanks for visiting, come in first."

Yuan Guang nodded his head and said thank you with a tense back, stepped in as if on thin ice, gently placed the fruit basket on the side of the hospital bed, and then looked at Bai Liu on the hospital bed with a slightly worried look: "Still not awake? What did the doctor say?"

"Didn't you just come here yesterday to ask?" Mu Sicheng snorted without looking at the other party, "What the doctor said yesterday is what the doctor says today, and you can't remember after one day?"

"When you come to be a good person in front of others, can you at least do all the tricks?"

The expression on Yuan Guang's face became more and more awkward, he clenched his fist and coughed, Mu Ke interrupted Mu Sicheng with a faint voice: "The doctor said that today's situation is similar to the previous one, there is no big deal, just that if he doesn't wake up again and can't eat normally, he will have to consider the gastric tube intubation for nutritional intake."

"I'm still asking the doctor if there's anything else I can do at the moment, considering how uncomfortable it can be to have a stomach tube."

Yuan Guang fell silent, he opened his mouth to say something, but felt that anything he said would pale in comparison.

He knows everything about Bai Liu now.

The young man, still three years younger than him, was a man who worked in the same Internet job as he did, had been laid off not long ago by layoffs, and was living in an old rented house, only about forty square feet, in a remote area, and had grown up in an orphanage.

Favorite food is cheap hot pot below 50% off, with a cell phone is three years ago when he graduated from college, a friend bought him an old model, two years ago encountered a flying car people rubbing shoulders and hit Bai Liu, hooked his cell phone out of the screen shattered, but Bai Liu has not been replaced yet.

When one person is living much, much better than another, this person to help another person, perhaps just from a kind of condescending sympathy, a kind of social opinion of the pressure, a kind of balance of resources considerations, with a kind of natural human nature in the law.

The person being helped might not be very grateful either; after all, the person helping me hasn't tasted a millionth of what I've suffered.

But when one person is having a much worse time than the other, that person goes to help the other ......

Because of what?

Yuan Guang took a deep breath as he remembered his own mind going blank when he saw Bai Liu, who had fallen to the ground with his face so pale that there was not a trace of blood, disappear bit by bit in Tang Er's beating arms in a transparent manner.

He shouted Bai Liu's name, unconsciously shedding tears, with a thousand questions on his lips that he wanted to ask out, but in the end he just cried:

"Don't you die!"

It's really humiliating.

"Mr. Charles came to see me." Yuan Guang was sitting on the bench, his head was lowered and his hands were very tense against his knees, "He said Bai Liu bet on us and won his own betting pool, and since the initial betting money ratio was him 3 Bai Liu 7, the pool distribution was also 70% for Bai Liu."

"He told me that Bai Liu wanted to make a deal with me for my Russell Cemetery with the 70% points."

Yuan Guang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "I came here today to tell Bai Liu that I am not for sale."

Mu Sicheng's expression sank for a second, and he opened his mouth to curse, "You fucking ......"

Yuan Guang continued, "I talked to the others at Russell Cemetery, told them what happened in the game, and decided that it would be enough to take only 20% of the points that dealt with our real-life dilemma, and we don't want the rest, which we'll work hard to pay back to Bai Liu later on, as a loan from us to him. "

"We don't want to be bought, we want to voluntarily merge into the Wandering Circus."

Mu Sicheng's words of cursing at the edge of his mouth turned violently, "--Kinda know what's going on."

Before leaving, Yuan Guang politely said goodbye to the others, then took a deep look at Bai Liu on the hospital bed and said earnestly, "Good people have good rewards."

"Bai Liu must be waking up soon."

Only after Yuan Guang had left did Mu Sicheng grunt and say, "Not bad for a human being."

Mu Ke's face eased a bit compared to his previous indifference as he looked over to Tang Er and typed, "How are things on his side of the building?"

"Su Yang and I said it's been properly resolved." Tang Er nodded, "I immediately told him to look for those secondary contract certificates in every cemetery after I came out, and they've all been destroyed so far, and that piece of land underneath the property is currently being tested as well, but the heresy values have been lowered by quite a bit, and the patients in the hospital who were drained are slowly getting better as well."

"If nothing else, this copy of Five Buildings shouldn't land in reality."

"It's just that the problem of the rotten building is hard to solve, and the Heresy Disposal Bureau can only grant a portion of the funds to these people." Tang Er fought frowning, "Actually, Bai Liu giving seventy percent of the gambling pool points should have been calculated, and without the Heresy Handling Bureau's meddling, it would just be enough to solve their problem."

"But by the looks of it, Yuan Guang, they shouldn't be taking the other fifty percent."

Mu Ke's eyes were steady as he looked towards Bai Liu on the hospital bed : "The funds approved by the Heresy Handling Bureau, together with the 20% of the gambling pool points that Bai Liu gave them to redeem, will be enough."

Tang Er hit with a start, "What's enough?"

Mu Ke smiled as he looked to Tang Er and fought, "The rest of the money chain is enough to eat from my side."

Tang Er frowned, "That's not a small amount of money, and your father can make you access it?"

"But we're not a small guild anymore either." Mu Ke's eyes looked quietly towards Bai Liu on the hospital bed, "Simply put, in terms of converting the points flowing through our betting pool into cash flow, we are already a hugely profitable public company, and from the perspective of an operating company, both in terms of numbers and size, we are in need of a base point in reality."

"I'm perfectly capable of producing a report to my father based on our guild's profitability and convincing him to put up a sum of money to invest in our company."

"And I also think it's time that our president moved out of that little rental house of his."

Mu Ke said calmly.

Mu Sicheng, next to him, was shaken by the statement, and he gazed wryly at Mu Ke, who was sitting next to him.

...... bought a whole lot just to get Bai Liu to move out, is this the world of the rich?

"Your father, won't he delve deeper into what this company you call your own really is?" Tang Er hit a frown, "We have nothing in reality."

Mu Ke looked over, a smile on his face with an inexplicable diffidence, "It's because he doesn't delve into anything that he's able to get to where he is now, Captain Don."

"Sometimes ambiguity is the profitable windfall, he just needs to trust that I won't harm him."

Tang Er typed: "......"

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Liu Jiayi: "......"

It always seems ...... Mu Ke as if something has changed, making people's backs cold.

"Knock-knock--"

The door of the hospital room was knocked again, and this time the person outside the door didn't wait for the person inside to say [Please come in], so he just familiarly pushed the door in.

Fang Dian poked her head in with a stainless steel lunch box, smiling, "Good afternoon, I took a break and ran over to deliver food to Bai Liu!"

Mu Ke immediately stood up to make room for Fang Dian, who grumpily raised her hand and pushed Mu Ke back down, saying, "I don't have time to sit down, you guys just sit down, I have to rush back to work later."

She swept a glance at Bai Liu, who was lying on the hospital bed, and placed the lunchbox on the bedside table, slightly surprised, "Didn't the doctor say it was fine? Why isn't he awake yet?"

"Come on." Fang Dian spread her hands, "Looks like I'm giving this meal away for nothing again today, so you guys can open it up and eat it later."

A group of people swept a wandering glance at the lunchbox that had been placed on Bai Liu's bedside table and hmmm'd in a fluttering tone.

Fang Dian came to deliver food yesterday and the day before yesterday, and the menus were:

Spicy fried watermelon rind (with a little bit of slight bitterness - Tang Er 打语).

Steamed Mango Tomato Rice (steamed so badly that the tomatoes were unpeeled and looked a bit ...... - Liu Jiayi's words).

Snow peas stewed pig's feet (snow peas did not soak, hard to eat into what kind of pull out what kind of pig's feet should be bought into the sow, the skin is very chewy, Mu Sicheng with a mouthful of pig skin to eat a bowl of rice is not chewed).

......

If they were not sure that Fang Dian was not harboring ill will towards Bai Liu, they sometimes wondered if Fang Dian did not come to deliver Bai Liu's food, but wanted to send him away.

Fang Dian put down the lunch box after the Bai Liu bed sat for a while, very naturally muttered to himself and began to talk to Bai Liu has not yet woken up: "Lao Lu these days are outside on business, did not come to see you, I call can not be contacted, I do not know what to do in the ...... "

"But he's always been so busy that he can't get in touch most of the time, so don't blame him for not coming to see you, ah, you're getting sick all of a sudden."

"...... The last time you got sick to the point of being hospitalized was back in high school, it was just the two of us, Old Lu and I, who took turns taking time off to watch over you, stayed in the hospital for a week, and after reimbursement it cost us three or four hundred bucks, and we didn't even eat any meat that month."

Dian Fang looked at Bai Liu, whose face was pale and eyelids were closed, and suddenly smiled, "Now there are so many people guarding you, so many people are scrambling to be willing to spend money on you, just now I see that there are still two fruit baskets beside your bed, and I don't know who is carrying them for you, and I may be sick, too, and I'm actually quite happy to see you sick. "

"Wake up, or you won't see them anxious for you."

"Watching them get that look on their faces makes me feel for you."

"So many people like you now, Bai Liu."

After chatting with the unconscious Bai Liu for a while, Fang Dian waved her hand and left the ward to go to work, smiling at the others and giving a thumbs up before she left, "I see that you all ate your meals cleanly the other day, and apart from Lao Lu and Bai Liu, this is the first time that so many people have enjoyed my meals so much, so I've made a little bit more for today! !"

As soon as Fang Dian left, everyone looked heavily at the huge four-tier stainless steel lunch box that Fang Dian had left on the nightstand and swallowed in unison with dry throats.

...... This is at least half the portion size of yesterday's... ......

After a long interval, Mu Sicheng rolled up his sleeves with a fierce gaze, "Let me be the first to test the poison today!"