I'm a god in the infinite game

Chapter 510 Challenge

After a brief handover with other members, Bai Liu calmly logged out of the game.

The other members of the Wandering Circus expressed their understanding of the result, and no one blamed Bai Liu.

To be honest, they really didn't have the right to blame. If it was the real turn, they, the team members who were basically eliminated by Lu Yizhan at the beginning of the chapter, were even more responsible, and it was all up to Bai Liu to survive to the end.

"Don't put on so much pressure." Tang Erda patted Bai Liu's shoulder solemnly, "Take a good rest, we still have tough battles to fight."

Bai Liu hummed? He logged out of the game, lying on the bed in his rented house, looking at the ceiling with a flat expression, breathing very lightly.

He didn't bring out the injury this time, he was sober from beginning to end.

Including the last stop.

"Lingling—"

His cell phone rang suddenly, and Bai Liu picked it up without even looking at the screen of the phone. After picking it up, there was no sound from the other side, only an unsteady breathing sound, so Bai Liu didn't speak.

After a long time, there was a sound from the opposite side? With a wry smile: "Shall we talk?"

"Where? Where are we talking?" Bai Liu said in a steady tone, "My place or yours?"

"Come here." Lu Yizhan touched his face, "I'll cook and wait for you to come over. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Bai Liu paused for a moment: "Whatever you want."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to buy groceries. You just got out of the game. Don't ride your bike when you come here. Just take a taxi. I'll reimburse you." Lu Yizhan said.

Then Bai Liu took the most expensive express taxi.

When Bai Liu asked Lu Yizhan to come down to pay him, Lu Yizhan, who was wearing an apron, wiped his hands and took out his mobile phone to pay in shock: "Why did you call more than 100?!"

The taxi driver replied truthfully: "This little brother said he was going to the commercial street next to Qiaomu Private High School, so I took a long detour. He went down to buy something, and he will pay the same price when he comes over."

Lu Yizhan, who realized that Bai Liu deliberately took a long way to retaliate against him: "..."

Lu Yizhan turned to look at Bai Liu: "What did you take a long way to buy?"

"Put it in the trunk." Bai Liu got out of the car, pushed open the trunk, took out a huge black plastic bag, and dragged it up to the third floor, "Find me a place to put this."

The bag looks square, but the thing inside is vaguely in the shape of a human being, carried by Bai Liu, and the head is unconsciously bit by bit, it looks like a body bag.

Lu Yizhan who followed behind was even more shocked: "What did you buy?"

Bai Liu squinted at him: "Corpse, do you want it now? Do you want to report it?"

"...No more." Lu Yizhan weakly withdrew his probing gaze, lowered his head, wiped his hands vigorously on the apron, and said suddenly, "I'm sorry."

Bai Liu's back paused for a moment, and he continued to move forward without saying a word.

Walking to the door of Lu Yizhan on the third floor, Bai Liu stopped, and just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, Lu Yizhan reminded in a low voice: "You have the key."

"The last time you came, Fang ordered it for you."

Just as Bai Liu raised his hand to knock on the door, it stopped in mid-air. He remained silent for a while, then found out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it with a strange movement.

The door didn't open.

Lu Yizhan made a small voice to remind: "You have reversed the rotation."

Bai Liu: "..."

Bai Liuyong glanced at Lu Yizhan lightly from the corner of his eye: "Why don't you drive?"

"No, no, no!" Lu Yizhan smiled apologetically, "You haven't come for a long time, it's normal, if you come a few more times, you won't be able to."

Bai Liu turned his gaze back, and his gaze stayed on the lock and key for a moment, then turned twice in the opposite direction.

The door finally opened.

The steam from the wet soup pot rushes hot to the face, and the freshly pasted wallpaper on the bright room already has two or three ink marks on it. You can tell it at a glance? Is it the careless hostess who is not careful? Carefully painted on it Yes, the TV in the living room is playing some noisy entertainment programs, and the sound of gurgling bubbles is constantly coming out of the kitchen. Three or four big dishes have been placed on the dining table beside the living room, and they are steaming up. White smoke.

It's a very lively, very smoky house, as lively as if it's a "festival".

Bai Liu walked in one step at a time.

"boom--"

It was the sound of fireworks tubes exploding. Fang Dian jumped out from behind the shoe cabinet next to her, and jumped in front of Bai Liu with a bright smile. She held a fireworks tube in one hand and a cake in the other. , shouted out loudly:

"Happy 25th birthday to Bai Liu!"

Bai Liu's right foot just stopped when he walked in.

His gaze slowly shifted from the big table, the overly lively atmosphere in the living room, to the square face wearing a birthday hat and holding a candle, and finally slowly fell to the [25] birthday candle on the cake.

Oh, it turns out that today is his birthday.

It's been so long, he forgot.

From high school to now, Bai Liu's almost all birthdays are celebrated by Fang Dian and Lu Yizhan.

But on Bai Liu's 22nd birthday, something happened to Fang Dian. From then on, Bai Liu never came to Fang Dian's house to celebrate her birthday, and even said that he never came back again.

No matter how deliberately invited by Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian, Bai Liu would coldly refuse, and in the end it gradually turned into a congratulatory text message and a delivery of a birthday cake on the day of the birthday. That's it? That's it, he'll be like beef noodles for breakfast? Eat the cake as food, then glance at the text message, his birthday just like that? Passed by normally.

Now? He suddenly remembered - oh, it turns out that today is my birthday.

That's right, three years ago? When something happened on his birthday, it happened to be that Fanatic Lamb lost the challenge against the Deer Hunter. His birthday this year is after? Lost the challenge against Killer Sequence.

In this way? In other words, he and the fanatical lamb's tactician still have a little in common - they both lost to Lu Yizhan.

"Come in, come in!" Seeing that Bai Liu didn't respond, Fang Dian grabbed Bai Liu's shoulders and shrugged him in, then stomped his feet twice, looking at Bai Liu in amazement, "Just wear a white Shirt, come here, aren't you cold?"

"It's September and October, and the weather has turned cold, and it's raining again today!" Fang Dian looked at the thinly dressed Bai Liu with disapproval and shook his head, "You only wear this? You little? live?"

"I'll get you clothes!"

As soon as Fang Dian put the cake away, he went into the back room and started rummaging through the boxes to find clothes.

Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan sat on the sofa relatively silently, watching the cartoon on the opposite TV.

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, clutching his apron, and opened his mouth first: "...what do you want to ask?"

"What's the content of the game between you and Bai Liu other than killing werewolves?" Bai Liu's tone was light, but the question was very sharp, "What's your next plan?"

Lu Yizhan smiled wryly: "I'm going to give you the identity of a prophet."

Bai Liu also paused, turned his head to look at Lu Yizhan, narrowed his eyes: "You're going to sell me your soul, won't you die?"

"I would." Lu Yizhan sighed, and he stretched out his hand, "You can find paper money to trade with my soul first, and you will know after the transaction is over? What's going on."

Bai Liu paused expressionlessly, then took out a dime coin from the corner of her wallet, held it up to Lu Yizhan's face with a surprised expression: "A dime will buy your soul."

Lu Yizhan's whole body was cracked: "At least one piece! A dime is too much!"

"Forget it if you don't sell it." Bai Liu took back the coin calmly, "Lu Yizhan, you understand, now? It's a buyer's market, you insist on selling me your soul, I don't want it."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, stretched out his hand enduring humiliation, and tears glistened in his eyes: "At least fifty cents! One cent is really too little!"

"I can buy it at the stated price of [-] cents." Bai Liu crossed his arms and said in a cold tone, "But if you want to transfer me [-] cents later, the real price is still [-] cents. I counted as a fraudulent price-up for your soul."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

I only have one soul banknote, and I am not going to open a store for wholesale? I don’t need to swipe the bill to raise the price to fake it, thank you.

"A dime is a dime." Lu Yizhan couldn't laugh or cry, "Give it to me."

Bai Liu patted the dime in Lu Yizhan's palm, and almost instantly, a new soul note appeared in his wallet. He used his two fingers to hold the newly generated soul note and took it out. His brows quickly frowned.

This banknote is not brand new and straight like Bailiu's other banknotes, but rather old and wrinkled. There is a hole the size of a baby's fist in the upper right corner, and the circle around the big hole is blackened, like Was it burned by something?

Bai Liu quickly raised his head. He looked at Lu Yizhan's right shoulder that had been hit by the soul-shattering gun, and his tone sank: "Has your soul been damaged after being shot?"

"Yes, so my soul was incomplete after? The last time I was injured." Lu Yizhan spread his hands, and he said helplessly, "So even if I sold my soul to you, I didn't completely sell it to you. Kind of like Schrödinger's sell-your-soul state."

"This can be regarded as a kind of illegal operation."

Lu Yizhan sighed and chuckled: "It's rare that I'm here? When facing Bai Liu who can make a fortune."

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan fixedly, and he asked abruptly: "When did you start making this plan for me to take the status of a prophet?"

"—before? Last time you blocked a gun for me, right?"

Bai Liu's tone was extremely calm: "So, at that time, you deliberately blocked the shot? In front of me? In order to be able to sell your broken soul to me smoothly after? Give me the status of a prophet who lives in the world, and let me get those useless, so-called responsibilities and rights to save the world."

"—Is that why you raised me? Lu Yizhan?"

"Either kill me as a criminal, or treat me as a successor, as a tool?"

Lu Yizhan raised his head slowly. Instead of avoiding Bai Liu's pressing question, he replied very calmly: "50.00%."

Bai Liu instantly understood what Lu Yizhan meant.

——What Lu Yizhan meant was that he raised him 50.00% because of what Bai Liu said just now.

"That's 50.00%." ​​Bai Liu opened his eyelids, and he stared at Lu Yizhan, "What is it?"

Lu Yizhan stared straight into Bai Liu's eyes for a long time, then closed his eyes and let out a slow breath.

what is it then?

It was this guy who stayed up late to study because of a sentence he said when he was 15 years old. He didn’t kill his classmates because he stopped him when he was 16 years old. ? Fang Dian saves popsicles under the bed and buys them a lot of cuteness.

When he jumped off the college entrance examination lake, he controlled himself and did not enter the game. When he was 22 years old, he collapsed outside the operating room at Fangdian. He folded his memory by hand.

At the age of 25, he was stopped in the game with only a little life.

——Because he is a human being, and I am also a human being, it is impossible to avoid or cut off those emotions? Connections that arise.

"Another? 50.00%... because you are my friend." Lu Yizhan's eyes were extremely complicated, his voice trembled a little, and there was a forced smile on his face, "You may think it's ridiculous, but I really do? thought."

"Sorry for making you discover this on your birthday."

Bai Liu paused for breath, he looked away, and remained silent for a while:

"You gave me 50.00% of the reason? I received 50.00% of your soul."

"We're even."

Bai Liu put away the half-burned soul note.

Lu Yizhan raised her head in astonishment. Before he could speak, Fang Dian poked her head out from the back room. She looked at Bai Liu curiously and asked, "Bai Liu, am I here? Find you a coat jacket How tall are you now?"

Bai Liu: "...177."

"Wow, then you've grown a bit." Fang Dian thought for a while, "But old? Lu's clothes are still not very good. He is 1.8 meters [-], and you are a bit far behind."

"Then you can wear mine first. I am 1.7 meters [-], and the coat is just right for you."

Bai Liu: "...Oh."

Fang Dian found a camel coat and put it on for Bai Liu. When he put it on, he couldn't help complaining to Bai Liu: "What's the matter with you, are you eating well? You are too thin, and your waist is almost as big as mine. It’s almost too thin, and I have to put a button in if I wear a women’s coat with a narrow waist.”

"No, you should eat more." As he spoke, Fang Dian pushed Lu Yizhan, who was hesitant to speak, into the kitchen, "Go in quickly and bring out the pig's trotter soup, and give Bailiu some supplements."

After being pressured by Fang Dian to eat two large pieces of pig's trotters and a bowl and a half of rice, Bai Liu had to put down the bowl and reiterated: "I'm really full."

"Nonsense." Fang Dian's eyes swept over Bai Liu's waist like an X-ray, and he judged coldly, "Your stomach isn't even bulging, so you should be able to have some more."

Bai Liu: "..."

Really want to throw up.

Lu Yizhan rescued Bai Liu, dumbfounded: "Let him save some stomach for cake."

After the meal, Fang Dian mysteriously pulled Bai Liu to sit on the? sofa?: "You sit? Here, I'll get you a birthday present."

After a while, Fang Dian didn't know? From where? Three big dusty boxes and a brand new box were found.

Bai Liu seemed to have noticed something, his eyes seemed to be still, and stopped on those dusty boxes.

Fang Dian wiped it, and she opened the first box: "This is your birthday present when you turned 22."

Inside the box was an old game console and a bunch of game cards for horror games.

"Lu Yizhan and I went to the flea market to search." Fang Dian laughed, and she patted her chest to assure, "They are all out-of-print games, I guarantee you have never played them!"

"It was your birthday present when you turned 23."

Inside the box is a formal suit that is worth a lot of money at first sight.

Fang Dian opened the box, and took it out with nostalgic eyes: "You are working, thinking about what formal occasion you are attending, should you use it? Got it, my old Lu and I saved money and bought you a set. It's a few thousand dollars."

"This is a gift from the year you turned 24."

Fang Dian opened the box, Bai Liu looked at the things in the box, his eyes moved.

——The box is densely packed, full of all kinds?, amulets from different temples, and prayer charms.

"Some of these amulets were obtained by Lao Lu and I went to the temple, and some were brought back by my friends from other places." Fang Dian looked at these amulets with a sigh, "You were lucky during that time." It's always bad, although I don't believe it, but sometimes I think too much, just in case."

She smiled and looked at Bai Liu: "If there are gods in the sky, they can bless us Bai Liu, and Lao Lu and I can buy a talisman and beg them, it's fine."

Bai Liu was silent for a long time: "Thank you."

"You don't need to? Tell us thank you." Fang Dian interrupted Bai Liu's words with a wave of her hand. Then she sighed melancholy, "I planned to give it to you on your birthday, but you didn't If you want to come, you don’t see me much, and you don’t know? What do you think, if I give it to you, and you don’t want it, it will only increase your troubles, maybe you still have to find a way to return my favor, then I will Really sad."

"Thinking about it? Thinking about it, but in the end, I didn't give it out every year."

"Fortunately? You finally came this year." Fang Dian laughed again without any qualms, "Then I'll give it to you face to face."

She didn't say a word that Bai Liu hadn't been to this house once in the past three years.

"Oh, and this." Fang Dian flipped down again, happily found a set of things from the bottom of the box, and put it in front of Bai Liu, "This is warm, wear it later and go!"

Even Bai Liu, when he saw Fang Dian dug out that set, couldn't help but his pupils trembled, and he quickly and calmly refused: "Isn't that necessary?"

"What's the use of that?" Fang Dian held up a whole set of red autumn clothes and long johns, even red underwear, and put them in front of Bai Liu, saying righteously, "You didn't wear these in your birth year, I think this is The reason for your bad luck!"

Bai Liu: "..."

I don’t think so.

Fang Dian emphasized it again: "The long johns and long johns have been unpacked, and they're still filled with fleece. Now? It's still your birth year, so you can go in and change it for me later!"

Bai Liu slowly shifted his gaze to Lu Yizhan behind Fangdian, Lu Yizhan helplessly spread his hands and shrugged, making a gesture of helplessness.

Fang Dian coldly interrupted the silent exchange between the two: "Lu Yizhan also wore red autumn clothes and red autumn trousers for a whole year in his birth year. It's no use begging him?"

Bai Liu: "..."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

Is that so? Exactly.