Bai Liu was able to sit up the next day, which the doctors found incredible.

But before they could delve into the reasons for this incredible recovery speed, Bai Liu was taken over by the domestic observation station along with his bed.

Now Bai Liu was sitting quietly on the bed in the observation station, looking sideways at the howling wind and snow outside the window. Du Sanying was dozing off beside the bed.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Mr. Bai Liu, can we come in?"

Du Sanying suddenly woke up from his sleep. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and looked at Bai Liu lying on the hospital bed.

Bai Liu didn't turn around, still looking out the window: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and in came the five escorts and the station chief of the observation station. They stood at the foot of Bai Liu's bed with a slight look of respect, lowering their heads:

"Please help us deal with the heretics that were escorted here this time."

Bai Liu hummed indifferently and said calmly, "I didn't do anything either."

"Mr. Bai, you have done something very meaningful." The stationmaster raised his head with joy.

"I heard that the Heretic Administration wanted to move the original plant that caused the dry-leaf rose to Antarctica for preservation. I didn't agree with it, but since they couldn't find a way to destroy the original rose plant, they had to move it to this sparsely populated place."

The stationmaster breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you found a way to destroy it in time, to prevent researchers from other observation stations from being fascinated by the rose and developing a desire to snatch it away."

Bai Liu finally turned around and looked at these people. He suddenly chuckled and slowly repeated the stationmaster's words: "Are the original rose plants transported to Antarctica?"

The stationmaster was startled: "...Yes."

"Is that so?" Bai Liu murmured softly as if talking to herself, "Your memories have been corrected into rose plants..."

"…I am the only one who remembers that he is dead, and I am the only one who remembers that he lived."

Bai Liu turned his head again, nodded to show that he understood the situation, and stopped talking.

Others remembered only the withering of an insignificant, fragrant rose, but he alone remembered that it was his God who died.

The five escorts looked at each other, and finally bowed to Bai Liu to thank him for saving them when they almost fell off the plane. Then they said goodbye to Bai Liu and left, allowing him to have a good rest.

The captain walked at the end. When he was about to close the door, he turned around and looked at Bai Liu, whose face was pale on the hospital bed. In his mind, he somehow recalled what the man on the plane had said to him.

[You have people you want to save, and I have monsters I want to save. ]

At that time, Bai Liu's eyes were so sincere. The captain had been a member of the Heretic Management Bureau for so long, and had taken in countless high-risk heretics, big and small. He had never seen such a moving look in a monster.

Even though this living heretic showed such a look just to save a sinful and seductive rose, he couldn't help but be moved at that moment.

To Bai Liu, that rose might be equivalent to his friend, lover, relative, and everything he wanted to save on the plane even if it meant cutting himself into four pieces.

But in the end he saved the person he wanted to save, but Bai Liu failed to save Rose whom he wanted to save.

The captain felt a deep sense of guilt for some reason. He paused for a moment and then said:

"I have reported to Captain Su about your assistance to us. He said he would apply to his superiors to consider downgrading your danger level so that you can move more freely."

"The four shackles on your body were removed during the transfer to the domestic observation station. Before your new demotion is determined, the Third Team will not conduct any surveillance on you."

"Thank you for saving us and the people here." The captain opened his mouth, "...I'm sorry about the rose."

Bai Liu didn't answer him. He bowed slightly and said goodbye, then closed the door and left.

After they left, Bai Liu quickly pulled off the IV tube on the back of his hand, and as Du Sanying was horrified, he ordered: "Go and lock the door, don't let any normal people in, pack up and get ready to enter the game."

Du Sanying looked at the blood dripping from Bai Liu's hand with fear and couldn't help but whispered: "The doctor said that in order to prevent blood clots, he gave you an anticoagulant and told you not to walk around casually, otherwise the bleeding would not stop..."

Bai Liu glanced at him lightly, and Du Sanying shrank his neck and obediently locked the door.

"Go into the game. Liu Jiayi and the others should be waiting for me in the game." Bai Liu said to Du Sanying, "Liu Jiayi has a treatment drug that is more suitable for me than anticoagulants."

Du Sanying asked stupidly, "What medicine?"

Bai Liu: "Antidote."

In-game.

Outside the small building of the wandering circus's guild, Liu Jiayi paced back and forth anxiously, while Mu Sicheng squatted at the door with a dazed look on his face, his hands on his knees.

Mu Ke leaned against the door motionlessly with his arms folded, his head lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

Tang Erda stood next to the trash can, holding a lit cigarette in his mouth, playing with the gun in his hand in a trance, his movements were so fast that only afterimages could be seen with the naked eye.

Disassembly, assembly, removal of bullets and re-installation, magazines and chambers colliding with each other.

...After so many world lines, he never dreamed that Bai Liu would get into trouble while saving the people from the Bureau of Heresy.

His heart was cut open... He was bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground in the cold snow. Du Sanying held him in his arms for half an hour before he found someone to rescue him. His clothes were soaked with blood...

Tang Er had never seen Bai Liu look so... miserable.

He has always been omnipotent and possessive. He is the only believer chosen by the evil god. The meaning of the existence of the world is to allow him to play games to his heart's content.

But this time... the god who had always favored Bai Liu seemed to be punishing him severely because Bai Liu refused to follow the designed trajectory this time.

Just as Tang Erda was lost in thought, Mu Sicheng's scream interrupted his thoughts: "Bai Liu!"

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on him.

Bai Liu was wearing a large hospital gown, with blood still flowing from his hands. A sneaky man followed behind him, looking them straight in the eyes, and walked straight towards the door of the guild.

Mu Ke put down his hands, Mu Sicheng jumped up, Liu Jiayi stopped walking around, and Tang Erda put away his gun.

Although the situation looked bad, after being worried for so long, this guy finally showed up!

As soon as Bai Liu walked over, Mu Ke handed him a bandage and motioned Bai Liu to wrap it around his arm.

Bai Liu nodded and took it. As he walked inside, he began to give orders: "I am still injured. You have all learned about my condition from Du Sanying. These injuries are not difficult to treat."

"I'll go to the game pool and find a less difficult game. After I enter, Liu Jiayi will use her skills to heal me."

Liu Jiayi nodded: "I understand."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke beside him and asked, "Is Wang Shun in the guild?"

Mu Ke nodded.

Bai Liu nodded, letting Du Sanying, who had been hiding behind him all the way, take over. "Let Wang Shun teach Du Sanying the basic knowledge of games, count the number of games he has played and give it to me, and let Wang Shun set aside a time slot every week to teach Du Sanying the same content - because Du Sanying will forget."

"By the way, remind Wang Shun not to have too close contact with Du Sanying when teaching him, especially in terms of emotions." Bai Liu simply reminded, "Du Sanying's luck value will affect him."

"Mu Ke, talk to Du Sanying about the team and the league, and take him through one or two level one games to get used to it."

"Got it." Mu Ke took the order and left with Du Sanying, "Come with me."

Du Sanying looked at Bai Liu hesitantly, and only after getting Bai Liu's nod of approval did he trot behind Mu Ke.

"Mu Sicheng." Bai Liu turned to look at him, "I have something to entrust to you."

Mu Sicheng asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

"Because... something Killer Sequence Spade did. He cleared out some of my commonly used weapons and items, but the league requires these things, so I need better replacements."

"——Personally, I think that this cost should be borne by the Killer Sequence." Bai Liu raised his eyes, "They were the number one guild last year, and their inventory of items this year must be very good."

"Let Charles communicate first. If the other party is willing to sell, then buy it. If not..."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng's monkey paw: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Mu Sicheng grinned and rubbed his wrist: "I see, it's just to scout out the area and surround the inventory manager of their guild, right?"

Bai Liu nodded.

Mu Sicheng made an OK gesture and left.

Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda and said, "You and Jiayi should enter the game with me. I am not in a good condition to enter the game alone with Jiayi. We will be besieged and need strong attack support."

After hearing this, Tang Er's tense nerves finally relaxed. He nodded: "Of course, shall we go into the swimming pool now?"

Bai Liu nodded.

Liu Jiayi also breathed a sigh of relief. She was still afraid that Bai Liu would show off and enter the game alone with her.

He looks so weak now.

But I have to say, even though Bai Liu looked haggard, as soon as this guy showed up, he was like a stabilizing force. The entire guild started to operate instantly, and everyone felt at ease.

He is a natural born tactician, and his ability to control the situation is so strong...

Liu Jiayi stole a glance at Bai Liu's heart.

——The calm and composed appearance of Bai Liu as he arranged the league matches did not seem like he had suffered a great psychological trauma, or even that he was so unconscious that he was playing games...

Who on earth is so capable of causing Bai Liuxin to be injured?

In the last round of the game, only one spade could possibly hurt Bai Liu, but that guy was so dumb that he didn't seem to have the ability to cause psychological damage to Bai Liu...

But the way Bai Liu's deck is targeting the Killer Sequence and Spades as soon as it comes online, it seems that Spades have really irritated him...

So what did Hei Tao do to anger Bai Liu, a calm and utilitarian man?

Liu Jiayi stroked her chin and fell into deep thought. She felt more curious than ever before.

——————

Killer Sequence Guild Lounge.

Spade was sitting on the sofa at one side with his head bowed, while the man sitting on the sofa opposite him was leaning on his knees, scolding his inquisitor bitterly.

"Look at you. I'm not against you playing games alone. You want to win, and it's normal to have conflicts with other players. Everyone has been young and ignorant and wants to be the best at everything. As your tactician, I can understand that."

Nishen was so angry that he waved his hands and raised his voice: "——But how can you crush other children, or even other players' hearts?!"

"This is just a game pool, not a league at all!! Is it necessary! Ah!"

The God-rebellious Judge slapped his thigh in pain: "Spades, is this the right thing for you to do?!"

Spade hugged his arms and the whip in his arms, leaned on the sofa and nodded, as if admitting his mistake.

The inquisitor of the gods was filled with frustration, but when he saw Hei Tao admit his mistakes, which was rare, he had to let out a lot of his anger.

He softened his tone and advised, "Spades, we are still in the support season. If you bully the people of a small guild like this arrogantly, it will have a great impact on the support rate of the guild if it gets out. There are not many members in the Killer Sequence to begin with, and our image is also scary. Many ordinary players are unwilling to support us."

"How about this, we bring some gifts to apologize to them, shake hands, and pretend nothing happened, how about that?"

Spade was still nodding, his head almost lowered to his chest.

The God-rebellious Judge was surprised and said, "Spades, you agreed! You can't go back on your word!"

A team member nearby felt something was wrong, so he cautiously walked forward, squatted down, and took a look at Spade.

The team member was silent for a while, then turned to look at the Judge of Nishen: "Nishen, Spade is asleep."

Nishen: “…”

Nishen rolled up his sleeves and roared at Spade: "axksaj - Spade - you askjhdc - sooner or later you will kneel down in front of the person you bullied and beg for forgiveness! You idiot!"

The other team members rushed forward to stop the erupting Rebel God:

"Calm down, calm down! We still need to keep him for games!"

"This isn't the first time he's fallen asleep during a meeting!"

"Yes, yes, yes. According to the custom, he must lose the game three times as punishment! It's painful for Spades to lose the game! It's more painful than killing him!"

Hei Tao, who was half asleep, opened his eyes slightly and heard Ni Shen taking a deep breath and giving an order: "Okay, according to the custom, Hei Tao will be punished for falling asleep in the meeting and must be forced to lose the next three games."

"In the next three games, the entire team will monitor and surround Spade. He is strictly prohibited from getting any victory from us or the enemy. This is a punishment for him, but also a test and training for us. Do you understand?"

The whole team was full of enthusiasm: "We heard it!"

Spade, who had just woken up, said slowly: "?"

Why are you punishing him again? Wasn't he punished just now?