Bai Liu also found something strange - he couldn't use props in the real world at will because the system had restrictions on him.

Except for a few props related to the realization of desires, which can be used directly in reality without restrictions after redemption, most props cannot be used in reality and will be restricted by the system, just like Bai Liu was restricted from using his own skills in reality before.

Generally speaking, the higher the level of items and skills, the greater the restrictions players face when using them in real life.

The prop that Bai Liu used in real life was the blood Ganoderma lucidum.

The blood ganoderma could not be used directly either. The system warned him, but after the warning, Bai Liu clearly felt that the coin attached to the cross vibrated twice, and then he could use it. Although he didn't know what happened specifically, it should be that the mysterious evil god Tavel did something that allowed Bai Liu to use the blood ganoderma.

But even under the protection of the evil god, Bai Liu cannot use many of his props directly.

But this Tang Erda, from the way he spoke, seemed to be able to transcend the limitations of the system and use props at will in reality.

Bai Liu thinks there are two possibilities in this situation:

The first reason is that Tang Erda's special identity of time travel allowed him to escape the system's review and restrictions.

But Bai Liu felt that this was unlikely, because if this person had already escaped the restrictions of the system, he would not still be a player. Tang Erda had obviously watched his little TV, which proved that Tang Erda was still in the game.

The second possibility is that Tang Erda did not obtain the props from the system at all.

This person may have thoroughly understood the nature of games, gadgets, evil, and reality.

It is very likely that Tang Erda used local materials. He took advantage of his professional advantage - the captain of the third team of the Heretic Dangerous Dealing Department. He could use the evil things in the copy that landed in the real world, and after being collected by the Heretic Dangerous Dealing Department, he could use them as his own props.

Bai Liu had discovered before that after clearing a game copy, the monster reward items were usually related to the monster, and sometimes they were even the monster itself.

For example, the items rewarded in the previous "Siren Town" dungeon are fish scales, amulets, and fish bones; the items rewarded in "The Last Train to Explosion" are the fragments of the mirror that caused the explosion, and the items rewarded in the dungeon "Love Welfare Home" that Bai Liu logged out of not long ago are blood Ganoderma lucidum.

It's as if the game deliberately gives these evil things that cause all the disasters to players as rewards for completing the mission, and then allows players to take them back to reality and use them.

The priceless mirror that suddenly appeared, the secret recipe of blood ganoderma that the investors in the welfare home suddenly discovered - it was as if something was deliberately transporting these things that aroused the most evil and craziest desires in people's hearts into reality through the player's hub, which was overwhelmed by his own desires - this was most likely the way the game loaded copies in reality.

The interface of evil things - this is the word Tang Erda used to describe Bai Liu.

I have to say that this is a very appropriate term to describe the players who constantly wander between the game and reality and use evil things in reality in order to realize their own desires. These players act as the medium for the game to load the core evil things of the dungeon into reality, which is indeed like an interface.

And if this person is a believer of the evil god, then he must be a very efficient interface - because the frequency and speed of loading evil things into reality through him must be unprecedentedly high.

Because under the protection of the evil god, Bai Liu is subject to fewer restrictions in reality than other players, and he has already felt this.

If it were possible to make a profit from this... Bai Liu's eyes darkened for a moment.

"This is a very fascinating future." He stroked his chin and thought deeply. "Is this considered smuggling of illegal controlled items? Is it illegal?"

After thinking about the nature of this business for a while, Bai Liu had to admit with regret - it should be illegal. If he was discovered by Lu Yizhan, he might be scolded to death, so forget it.

But if the self in other timelines did not have Lu Yizhang, a friend who could nag the dead, then Bai Liu felt that he would most likely choose to be a smuggler - he would not choose to directly make a profit with these evil things, which was too inefficient.

By smuggling these evil objects into the real world more quickly, and then charging patents and smuggling fees to people in related industries, he can own the profits made from all channels of evil objects... Just thinking about it makes Bai Liu regret his current state - this is a very good way to make money.

It's a pity that it's illegal - from Tang Erda's attitude, it can be seen that they have already touched the interface of this evil creature in the later stage, and he should die miserably.

Bai Liu flipped through his system panel again and found that without the protection of the fish scales and the cross, he could no longer use any of his special items, and he was also unable to use his personal skills - he could no longer use his skills to trade with others.

Sitting in the small dark room, not knowing what time it was, Bai Liu sighed in his heart that Tang Erda was indeed his opponent who had fought against him many times. All risks had been eliminated almost at the first encounter.

It's obvious that he has suffered many losses at his hands and really hates him.

It's not like Bai Liu didn't think about asking for help from other people, but Tang Er wouldn't leave him any chance to fight against such a man.

If he guessed correctly, Tang Erda would soon ask others to accompany him - his tone when talking about the [Wandering Circus] was not good.

He hoped that these people could understand the meaning of the last text message he sent to them before he was caught and his phone was confiscated. Bai Liu didn't want to see his property being taken into this base.

Bai Liu leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes.

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C University, second dormitory, third floor.

Mu Sicheng stared blankly at the bed across from him that was covered with a white sheet - that was Liu Huai's bed. He had just returned after logging out and saw Liu Huai was in trouble and was taken away by the police for questioning.

Even Bai Liu, a skin-taker by nature, might have taken into consideration the mental shock Mu Sicheng had suffered and let him go today. He did not let him enter the game immediately. Bai Liu just sent Mu Sicheng a text message saying that he would enter the game tonight and asked him to have a good rest first, but did not say when he would be allowed to enter the game.

But Mu Sicheng couldn't get a good rest at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Liu Huai being hit by a bus and falling to the ground with blood all over the floor appeared in his mind.

He stared at the message on his phone that Bai Liu had sent him at 9:16 pm. Mu Sicheng recognized all the words in the message, but when they were strung together, he seemed to have a reading comprehension disorder and was unable to recognize the words.

[Be careful with roses and hunters. I might die in the hands of hunters. Don’t wait for me. Leave here.]

...What does this mean?

This state of dazed confusion and loss of emotions continued until someone knocked on Mu Sicheng's dormitory door.

Mu Sicheng stood up in a daze and opened the door directly: "Old Three, didn't you bring the dormitory key..."

He stopped talking and Mu Sicheng looked into the eyes of the policeman wearing special dark grey uniform outside the door.

The policeman put one hand on his waist and held something, looking at Mu Sicheng with vigilance: "Student Mu Sicheng, we have something we want to ask you directly, please come with us."

Mu Sicheng paused for a moment, then said, "I just came back from recording my statement. Haven't you finished asking me all the questions you wanted to ask me? If you have anything else to ask me, can you ask me tomorrow? I'm very tired and I want to rest."

He was referring to the Liu Huai incident.

"We are not from the traffic department." The police showed him his ID. "You are involved in another serious social incident. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Mu Sicheng's somewhat distracted gaze swept across the policeman's waist, and as if he had not yet come to his senses, fell on the ID card that the other party raised to show him.

He muttered to himself: "A member of the third field team for the investigation of dangerous heretics..."

After Mu Sicheng finished reading, he was silent for a while.

"Although I don't understand what department you are from, and I don't understand why I'm suddenly involved in some serious social incident, I will cooperate with your investigation." Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and rubbed his face tiredly, "But can I go to the restroom before I leave? I've been in the police station for a whole day to record my statement, and I haven't been allowed to go to the restroom and they kept forcing me to drink water. I just came back."

The policeman looked at Mu Sicheng hesitantly for a while.

This college student's face showed an obvious expression of exhaustion, and it looked like he could fall asleep at any time even if he leaned against the door.

It seemed that the sudden death of his roommate in the same dormitory in front of him this morning caused great mental trauma to the young man named Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng doesn't look like a humanoid heretic at all. He looks more like a normal person who was dragged into a group of people who were driven crazy by heretics.

Considering that our captain is not always reliable when catching heretics, and having drunk so much tonight...

"Okay." The policeman hesitated for two seconds and finally gave in. "I'll give you one minute, and you can't close the toilet door."

"I'm a citizen. You even watch me go to the toilet. Can you at least give me some privacy?!" Mu Sicheng was a little speechless, but seeing that the policeman insisted seriously, Mu Sicheng shrugged and agreed, "Okay, if you don't feel inferior after watching it."

Mu Sicheng opened the toilet door of the dormitory. The moment he pulled down the zipper of his jeans, the policeman guarding outside the door looked away a little uncomfortably because of his previous joke. At that moment, Mu Sicheng's originally tired and distracted eyes suddenly became sharp. He quickly turned sideways and kicked the toilet door, locking the policeman who had not yet reacted outside the door.

Then, when the police shouted to open the door, Mu Sicheng's body swayed in the air with his arms hanging on the shower, and then he swung his feet together and kicked the vent open fiercely. Mu Sicheng followed the force of the swaying and slipped out of the vent smoothly.

The moment the police officer who was guarding outside kicked open the bathroom door, he looked at the broken vent and leaned out with a solemn expression. He spoke into the intercom: "Report, the humanoid heretic numbered 004 just escaped from the bathroom vent on the 6th floor and disappeared. Did you see the escaping humanoid heretic numbered 004?"

"No!" the voice on the intercom said, "We were on guard in all four directions of the dormitory building. We only saw the ventilation vent on the 6th floor was blown open one minute and seventeen seconds ago, but we did not observe anything escaping from the ventilation vent."

We only saw the vent burst open, but no one came out, which meant that Mu Sicheng disappeared out of thin air in the bathroom.

It's really heresy!

The policeman took a deep breath and said, "Report, the heretic numbered 004, who is said to be very good at stealing, escaped due to my personal negligence. I will accept the punishment when I return. Inform the other teams to be careful to capture the heretics named by Captain Tang tonight!"

"They are all very cunning!"

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In the hospital corridor.

The police officer in charge of guarding Liu Jiayi outside her ward was communicating with the special department members who had suddenly arrived.

"Who are you...?" The police guarding Liu Jiayi looked at these fully armed and well-trained visitors with some suspicion.

The team member in the dark grey uniform showed his ID: "We are from the dangerous heretic investigation department. We have taken over the blood ganoderma case that has caused a major social impact. Liu Jiayi is a very important witness in the blood ganoderma case. In order to ensure her safety, we will secretly transfer her to our base tonight. We are not convenient to disclose too much specific information. You can directly ask your superiors to confirm our identities."

The two policemen guarding Liu Jiayi glanced suspiciously at the weapons carried by the visiting team members.

They were handcuffed and wrist cuffed, and all of them were armed with guns. If I was not mistaken, they also brought anesthetic needles and steel cages. There were also two or three armored vehicles covered in green tarpaulins parked outside the hospital.

This doesn't seem like a move to transfer an important witness, it's more like a move to arrest an important criminal suspect.

After the two policemen called their superiors to confirm that these people were indeed from regular departments, they let them go with some doubts.

The group quickly and neatly put on their gas masks, which scared the other two policemen again.

Not only did the group carry the masks themselves, they also gave two to the two confused policemen and told them to carry them. They also advised them, "Comrades, when we break in later, if there is black mist spreading out of the ward, you must hide far away, don't inhale it or touch it, and try to stand in the passage with a higher wind convection speed, because it is poisonous."

"Did a hazardous gas leak occur somewhere in the hospital?" the two confused policemen asked.

"No, it's much scarier than that." The member of the third team leaning against the door took a deep breath and made a gesture to the other members - one, two, three!

The door of the ward was flung open, and the team members quickly fanned out in the ward, holding anesthetic guns and surrounding the small bulge on the bed.

The leading team member was about to shoot, but soon he realized something was wrong and raised his hand to stop the action: "Wait."

He stepped forward, pointing his gun at the small ball on the bed, and then suddenly pulled back the quilt in the tense gaze of all the team members - inside the quilt was an ugly doll made of a pillow, about the same size as Liu Jiayi, sticking out its tongue and laughing wickedly, as if mocking the team members who had worked all night but caught nothing.

"Where is Liu Jiayi?!" The leading team member looked at the two policemen outside the ward.

The two policemen were also confused: "Look at the surveillance video, she was sleeping on the bed the whole time! The door and windows were closed, where could she go?"

Liu Jiayi disappeared completely in a sealed ward.

The leading member of the team sighed in frustration and reported to the intercom: "Report, the arrest of the heretic numbered 601, who is a toxic gas hazard, has failed."

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Mujia Villa Area.

The members of the third team, who were sitting on the sofa, looked at Mu Ke, who was covering his chest, with a headache.

Mu Ke frowned and bit his lower lip, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his hands tightly grasped his heart. Mu Ke's father and mother were beside him, and they were very nervous and circling around Mu Ke. Mu Ke's father even called two hospital teams to come over. Both Mu's father and mother looked at the uninvited guest sitting on the sofa with a very hostile look.

Father Mu picked up the teacup. This was the third time he had served tea to see off guests tonight. His tone was so cold that it sounded like a threat: "I don't know what kind of dispute my son was involved in. He is a congenital heart disease patient who usually doesn't leave the house. He can scare us when he runs a few steps. How could he be involved in a major social incident like you mentioned?"

"I want to take him away. Not to mention whether you are qualified, if something happens to my son, can you afford the responsibility?!"

As he said this, Father Mu threw the cup onto the tea table, puffed his beard and glared, "Don't think that I, Mu Jingwu, can be manipulated at will. Just because someone breaks into my house and says a few words, you can take my son away. I tell you, it's impossible. If you want to take him away, show me relevant evidence and specific proof. Giving me a certificate from a department I don't even know is like arresting someone. Do you think I'm uneducated?!"

Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and pretending to have a heartache, squinted one eye to look at the ugly and embarrassed expressions of the team members sitting opposite the sofa, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

But he was soon suppressed by Mu Ke himself. He lay on the back of the sofa with a frown on his face, his face so pale that it was almost transparent. He looked so fragile that he could be killed by just a touch from these team members.

The team members were also troubled, but they really didn't have any good way to deal with Mu Ke.

The unreliable captain of Team Tang said that Mu Ke was not a heretic in the strict sense, but he must be captured.

Because Mu Ke does not have the skills to attack others in other timelines, he serves more as an external spokesperson for Bai Liu, relying on his excellent memory to handle and sell various heretics born in Bai Liu's hands.

Although Mu Ke has no skills, he plays a very important role. He is an intermediate hub and transfer point of the gold-devouring network built by Bai Liu with the help of evil objects. He also serves as the manager of Bai Liu's underground criminal team.

For so many years, Bai Liu relied on Mu Ke to contact other people under his command and pass on information. Bai Liu hid himself very well. For many years, the Dangerous Heresy Bureau regarded Mu Ke as a crazy man who relied on evil objects to collect wealth. But in the end they discovered that Mu Ke was just a card that Bai Liu played in the open, and he, the real joker king, was hiding deeper.

Mu Ke relied on his illness for many years and the people from the Bureau of Heresy to stir up trouble and play dumb. Once something happened, he would fall to the ground with his eyes closed and start to make trouble. They had no choice but to send Mu Ke to the hospital for treatment, and every time he did so, Su Yang would be so angry that his hair stood on end.

It's the same this time.

Mu Ke is different from others, he has a father of prominent status and a natural protection against diseases.

Tang Erda's forcible arrest of Mu Ke did not conform to the regulation that heretics must have produced harmful effects on humans, and the department could not bear the consequences of forcibly arresting Mu Ke. After all, Mu Ke's mental illness was real and his identity was not simple. If this person died in the Heresy Bureau, it would be a very tricky matter.

Mu Ke, a heart patient with no skills, looks as fragile as a crystal cat, but in the eyes of the third team members in other timelines, Mu Ke is a patient who has done all kinds of evil, is extremely sinister and cunning.

But in fact it is not like that, because just as Tang Erda said, Bai Liu protects the people around him very well, for example Mu Ke is very well protected.

Mu Ke, whether in or out of the game, never killed or directly harmed anyone from beginning to end. His hands were not stained with blood. He was only responsible for negotiation, business, and management of the guild. Perhaps out of empathy, he even saved many unskilled players who were desperate in the game.

This is also the reason why the Bureau of Heresy had a hard time dealing with Mu Ke in other timelines - because in a narrow sense, Mu Ke had not yet had any harmful effects on humans, and to some extent he was just an ordinary person.

Mu Ke only invested in some projects that he thought were good. He could say that he didn't know what the consequences of investing in these things would be. After all, Mu Ke invested in quite a lot of projects, and he didn't even check many of them carefully. Mu Ke could certainly say that he didn't know that these things were evil.

Because it doesn't look like it.

At first glance, these things look like ordinary mushrooms, without any special antique mirrors or exquisite mermaid sculptures.

Mu Ke thought the project was good and invested in it. He did not even participate in the specific process, so he cannot be judged as a heretic unless Mu Ke admits it himself.

Just like now.

Tang Erda was certain that he had evidence of the crimes of Liu Jiayi, Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu. They had already caused harmful effects on humanity and were heretics who had actively committed crimes, so he could arrest them directly and by force.

But for Mu Ke, no.

Tang Erda couldn't tell whether Mu Ke was deceived or actively colluded with Bai Liulangxiong.

There is no direct evidence in each timeline to prove whether Mu Ke was subjectively willing to help Bai Liu, or whether he was just a poor man who was coerced by Bai Liu and assisted the evil. The boundary between good and evil is strangely blurred in Mu Ke.

The members of the Third Team tried hard and soft tactics, first using force then courtesy, in an attempt to invite Mu Ke to the base to cooperate with the investigation, but Mu Ke's father refused to give in and even threatened to call the police. He sternly said he would use some of his special connections, and finally the members of the Third Team returned home in defeat.

Seeing these team members turn around and leave with serious expressions, Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa pretending to be sick, sat up. He opened his mobile phone with rapid breathing, and there was a message sent to him by Bai Liu at 9:16.

[Be careful with roses and hunters, I might die in the hands of hunters, don't wait for me, just leave here].

Mu Ke held the phone tightly with an unpleasant look on his face.

Died at the hands of hunters? Are the people who came to capture them tonight hunters? Has Bai Liu been captured?