Chapter 433: Evil God Festival - Boathouse

The waves rise and fall, the whispers tremble.

Cangta's voice grew more and more thin, as if she was afraid of Bai Liu in this story, she didn't dare to speak loudly behind Bai Liu: "...... They said that the teachers at the orphanage lost their temper after they couldn't find Sheta, but nobody dared to say that you killed Sheta, because they were afraid you would kill them too. But no one dared to say that you killed Sheta because they were afraid that you would kill them too."

"And ...... as much as they're scared of you, they're also scared of Sheta , and they think it's the stronger you that's left over from you two monster-like kids wrestling, so they're even more afraid to mess with you."

"Some time after Sheta's death, the orphanage where you were staying, for some reason, the investors didn't want to keep investing, and almost all of them withdrew, and the orphanage fell into decay, and the children disappeared, one by one, not knowing whether they ran out or ...... "

"In the end, the orphanage closed down completely, and the rest of you who were not yet in trouble were sent to this ship by the director of the orphanage in the name of charity, saying that an overseas orphanage would take you over."

"Sending?" Bai Liu asked rhetorically in a flat tone, "It's trafficking, isn't it?"

Cangta sighs, "Sending always sounds better, but overall it's pretty much the same, you're not going to some overseas orphanage, but like me, you're being trafficked to a seaside town, called Deer County."

"It's not your country anymore, it's always been poor, there's no such thing as an orphanage, you're probably bought by the people over there to do hard labor."

"We weren't bought over to do hard labor." A somewhat childish and trembling girl's voice suddenly came from the lower bunk, "We were bought over as sacrifices."

Cangta was startled, he moved forward laboriously, trying to look down, "You are ......"

"My name is Xiao Kui," a thin, clean-cut girl of about eleven or twelve years of age raised her face from the bunk to look at them, her face pale, her expression unable to hide her misery, "I'm from Luming County."

Cangta looks perplexed, "Then why are you on this ship with us?"

"I was the sacrifice that escaped from Luming County, but I was taken back again." Xiao Kui looked ashen and his tone was desperate, "If I'm taken back this time, I don't know when I'll have a chance to escape next time, I'm going to be tortured and go crazy."

Bai Liu asked, "Is Lumley County poor?"

--This wasn't quite what he'd seen before.

Bai Liu, at the time of the Evil God Festival, the Luming County can be said to be intoxicated and prosperous, the road of a random pedestrian are well dressed, even the abandoned boathouses along the coast are well repaired, not at all like a need to capture people to do hard labor in the poor county will look like.

Xiao Kui shook her head as she whispered indistinctly, "Deer County was poor before, but it's not poor at all now."

Cangta was shocked, "Silken garments? Do they treat the laborers they buy over so well?"

"I've said it's not hard labor ......" Xiao Kui's voice became a bit feeble, "It's an offering."

Bai Liu pondered; "What happened three years ago, why did Luming County suddenly start worshipping evil gods?"

"I'm not too sure about the specifics." Xiao Kui struggled halfway upwards to look at Bai Liu, who slept on his top bunk, "I heard my mother say that it all started when fishermen out for salvage fished up the body of a young man."

"The corpse, though a man's, was of a very beautiful likeness, with silver curls coiled in front of its body, long graceful arms and legs, and a loose tunic, and without breathing it did not look like a dead man, but rather like a siren."

"My mother went to see the body, too, and she said she'd never seen such a good-looking man."

"And then what?" Bai Liu inquired, "What did you do with this body? Did you bury him?"

Xiao Kui shook her head in confusion, "No, all the adults at the time disapproved of burying the body, I didn't understand at the time what was the point of keeping it out there, but my dad said that kind of look ......"

Bai Liu spoke calmly, "Even if it's just a corpse, it feels like it can be milked for other values, right?"

Xiao Kui hmmmed and continued, "The governor thinks this is a good business opportunity, he proposes that the county's abandoned hotel can be repaired and turned into a museum or something like that, and then make it into a wax statue or sculpture and put it in the museum for public exhibition, and at the same time use the catching of a siren as a name to publicize Luming County, to see if we can use this as a point of publicity to attract to tourists and make money for everyone."

"As soon as this proposal was put forward, it was unanimously approved, and everyone appreciated that the governor had come up with such a good idea, and said that if the museum were to be repaired, the governor's personal sculpture would have to be erected in front of the museum in order to show his recognition."

...... Originally poor and backward, generations of fishing for a living in the seaside town accidentally caught an amazing appearance of the "siren", so the local mayor and county commissioner was inspired, proposed that the "siren" into a wax figure or sculpture in the museum and as a selling point to vigorously promote the development of the town's economy. The local mayor and governor were inspired and suggested that the "siren" could be made into a wax figure or sculpture and put in a museum, and this as a selling point to vigorously publicize to attract tourists and develop the town's economy. ......

Aside from the different location setting, the direction and development of this is a complete rip-off of Siren Town, even the fact that there is a statue of the mayor and governor in front of the museum is exactly the same.

But judging from what happened at the previous Evil God Festival where Bai Liu was located, Deer County, for some reason, didn't go that route.

Or, to be more precise, the initial version of Siren Town would be this Evil Sacrifice Boathouse.

So the first copy of the game that Bai Liu should have encountered in this world line should have been the Evil God Sacrifice Boat House, but for some reason, at the last minute, Bai Liu switched the landing copy, and let the simpler "Siren Town", which is farther away from Bai Liu's location, land in Bai Liu's world line.

It's only now, well into the playoffs, that Bai Liu is putting a copy of The Evil Sacrifice Boathouse down on him.

Bai Liu side-eyed, his eyes shifted down to Xiao Kui on the bottom bunk, "You didn't end up doing this, did you?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Kui tilts her head in a bit of surprise, "It was all going to be a museum all over the county, but something happened temporarily the night before it was to start, and everyone changed their minds overnight and said no more museums, fix the shrine."

Bai Liu dips her eyes, "Did many of you have a dream?"

Xiao Kui was completely stunned, she tried her best to tilt her head back to see Bai Liu's face, her tone agitated, "How did you know! Are you also a runaway sacrifice from Lumine County?!"

Bai Liu's tone was flat: "I'm not, but I've heard something about your county."

If the collective can change its mindset overnight, then Bai Liu himself is in the game, and Bai Liu can't directly interfere with reality according to the rules of the game, so there's only one thing--

-- Bai Liu entered these people's dreams and compelled them to follow the path of the game he wanted for Lumley County.

Xiao Kui's voice became slumped, "...... also right, this thing is very famous, people from outside the county should also have heard of it, Deer County God into the dream thing."

"God in a dream?" Bai Liu asks, "What is it about?"

Xiao Kui paused, "The day before the groundbreaking of the museum, many people went to that place to gather around the body of the siren that was going to be put in there, and that night, anyone who had gone to gather around the siren during the day had a dream about the same dream."

"They dreamed of an immortal god, dressed in white hunting clothes, a god whose likeness could not be seen, sitting high in the sky by the coast of Deer County, smiling down on the crowd, and saying, "I sense your evil desire for money, and as a reward for your catching the evil god, I can take a tour with you and give you two choices."

"The first option is that I don't interfere with your choices, you follow your own path and become a middle-of-the-road tourist town, some people get rich and leave this remote little town, and then there is a group of fishermen left to continue to work hard to go out to sea to catch fish, entertaining fewer and fewer tourists, and die of old age here with this little county that is slowly falling into decay. "

"At the same time, you will be affected by the remains of that old evil god, the one you call the Siren, and become inhuman."

"For the second option, I grant you the qualification to become my followers."

"You will repair the shrine for me in Kagome Prefecture, and each year you will offer sacrifices for me, and I will choose the one of them that I like best, and then grant you one wish equal to the sacrifice offered in my place."

Xiao Kui's voice became hoarse, "Everyone chose the second one."

"They kneel in their dreams, Lord Evil, what is the sacrifice?"

"The evil god smiled and answered them, saying, the sacrifice I want is human suffering, and the purer and more extreme the suffering, the more valuable it will be with me, and the more valuable the wish you can make."

"Then they bowed down again, and looked up again, and reverently looked up and asked, Lord God of Evil, what then are you, and how shall we offer ourselves to you?"

"The Evil One answered them with a smile and said, My incarnation around you is the corpse of the siren that you caught."

"He is the embodiment of evil, the bearer of desires; one look at Him and your flesh will overflow with the lust of greed and the sin of loss of humanity, and the soul will thus be squeezed out of the body and turned into a piece of banknote that I can easily obtain."

"- So you will enshrine that body in the highest specification shrine, and kneel before Him day and night, tormenting the sacrifices and offering them to Him for Him to choose from the millions of different tastes of pain in this world of men."

"If He is willing to wake up from death to accept the pain of this sacrifice, then I will come and fulfill your wishes."

"If He is not willing to accept the pain of this sacrifice, then it means that the pain of your sacrifice is not good enough to meet the standard to wake Him up."

"The Lord Evil God laughed with pleasure, and he said, then you should increase the torment of the sacrifice until this old evil god with closed eyes is willing to reopen his eyes and look out into this mortal world, and step down from his high throne to accept this extreme pain."