"I'm serious. I'm not kidding you." Fang Dian patted Bai Liu's head with a playful smile and laughed. Her face was haggard and pale, but her expression was full of energy. She looked at Bai Liu with bright eyes, "I have always treated you as my son anyway."

Bai Liu was silent for a long time, and then he slowly shifted his gaze to the side: "I am no longer old enough to be adopted."

Fang Dian was stunned for a moment, and soon she burst into laughter.

"Who cares?" Fang Dian smiled, revealing all eight of her teeth. She looked extremely bright and beautiful. Her laughter was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart. She reached out her hands to grab Bai Liu's head and rubbed it, "Call me daddy!"

Lu Yizhan, who was standing next to her, stopped her and said, "Be careful!"

Bai Liu was trapped under Fang Dian's armpit. His head was squeezed so hard that his facial features were deformed. He opened his mouth and said, "... Have a good rest and get well soon."

After Fang Dian fell asleep, Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu walked out of the ward. They walked to the corner of the stairs in silence.

There is a tall, narrow window at the corner of the stairs.

Lu Yizhan took out a cigarette, held it in his lips without lighting it, leaned against the wall and looked at the window. The sunlight shone through the window and fell on Lu Yizhan's face, making his face, which had not slept all night, look haggard and tired.

His eyes were clear, and he said as if talking to himself: "...This is all my fault."

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan and said in a cold tone: "Do you need me to repeat to you here the process of your wife comforting me?"

Lu Yizhang was amused. He took off his cigarette and coughed twice, then turned around and looked deeply at Bai Liu. His eyes were extremely complicated, so complicated that they seemed to be a mixture of all the extreme emotions that a human being can have.

For a moment, Yang Zhi felt that Lu Yi was looking at another person through the white willow.

After just one glance, Lu Yizhan restrained himself and looked away, saying softly: "It's really my fault. I made the wrong decision and got Fang Dian and you hurt."

Bai Liu noticed that Chu Lu Yi Zhan's tone was not right, so he asked calmly, "Is it about your work?"

"I guess so." Lu Yizhan put the cigarette back to his lips. He lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly. "...The person who wanted to take revenge on you and Fang Dian was a prisoner I had pursued before. He was recently released from prison and said he wanted to take revenge on me. At first, he only sent me photos of Fang Dian, and I reminded her to be careful."

"But I didn't expect that they also listed me?" Bai Liu asked, "Really?"

Bai Liu asked calmly, "It's such a simple matter for a criminal to retaliate against someone close to the police. Lu Yizhan, I don't believe you didn't think that the other party would also put me on the list. Why didn't you remind me?"

"They are not just criminals, right?" Bai Liu analyzed the situation calmly. "They are organized and disciplined. This doesn't seem to be the first time they have done this. They attack people in the street without fear and they are taking photos excitedly while attacking people. This is obviously a performance and entertainment move. They keep saying that they can win some competition and get something by doing this. It seems like they are treating this as some kind of competitive game."

"Compared to the prisoners you just casually described to me, I think this group of people is more like a terrorist organization with a common goal and belief, and this kind of terrorist organization usually has religious attributes."

"Terrorist organizations of this nature usually like to carry out large-scale attacks without any rules. From this point of view, the purpose of the other party's attack is too clear. It is exactly the people related to you. Moreover, you told Fang Dian about this matter, but you kept it from me."

"Combining all this information, the only conclusion I can draw is that, Lu Yizhang, you are in some kind of highly profitable, large-scale, and religious entertainment organization with a certain belief. Or I think it is more accurate to describe it - you are an undercover agent in this game, and you must have achieved a high status."

"Because of this, you know that this game is related to me, so you are trying your best to prevent me from knowing everything about this game, while the other party knows everything about me and even wants to lure me into this game and join their religious organization."

"As I know nothing about this organization or this game, there are two most likely reasons why they did this."

"The first is that they need to develop me into one of their believers."

Bai Liu stared at Lu Yizhan quietly: "The second option is to develop me into their [God], right?"

Lu Yizhan was silent for a long time. He finally raised his head and looked at Bai Liu. He laughed hoarsely, "... Sometimes I think it's not a good thing to have a friend who is too smart."

"Now that you know this thing exists," Lu Yizhan exhaled, "what will you do?"

Bai Liu answered without hesitation: "I will join this organization."

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes, with a look of relief as if he had known this would happen: "...This is the choice you would make."

"I can promise you not to do anything excessive after you go in." Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan, his expression and tone were calm, but what he said was cruel.

"But I don't like to hand over the initiative to others. For example, now, I can accept the scene that Fang Dian drives a motorcycle and hits the other person, and then the other person lies in the hospital or in a funeral home."

Lu Yizhan looked directly at Bai Liu and asked him directly, "So you want to kill someone, right?"

Bai Liu remained silent, and Lu Yizhan knew that he had agreed.

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Okay, you want to kill people, how many people do you want to kill, how to kill them, and how to solve the problem after killing them."

"I know that when I say this, you may have already thought of a way to solve everything in your mind. I know that you can handle these things, even get this organization, use this tool to roam around in the world, have god-like freedom, kill people at will, countless money, and satisfy the limits of various human desires."

Lu Yizhan looked into Bai Liu's eyes: "But then what?"

He reached out and held Bai Liu's shoulders, his eyes reflecting Bai Liu's appearance, a gentle plea: "Do you want to be a god like that forever?"

"Fang Dian and I both hope that you can be an ordinary person who can go to work and come home, have birthday parties, have friends, have a job, cry, laugh, get hurt, love, and be loved."

"I've seen you have everything." Lu Yizhan's hands supported Bai Liu's shoulders and tightened, "...but you took everything away from others. You won't be happy. No one will be happy in such a world."

"Bai Liu, I watched you grow up. Please don't let me watch you go down that path again."

Lu Yizhan reached out and hugged Bai Liu's shoulders, who remained silent, and closed his eyes: "Bai Liu, I promise you that one day you will execute those who hurt Fang Dian in a legal, compliant, and moral way that complies with my and your moral rules."

"But not now." Lu Yizhan touched Bai Liu's head, then slowly raised his hand. A strange white light was floating on his hand, and his eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He said softly, "I forgot to tell you before, happy birthday, Bai Liu."

[System prompt: Do you want to use the god-level rule skill (world memory fold)? ]

[This can modify the memory lines of everyone in the world, covering special events. No one will remember that a certain event has occurred, and no one will find any traces of a certain event. Everything can be covered seamlessly. This is the highest level of memory skills.]

[The memory after reset is the basic fact of the world line, which is the axiom for all residents of the world line and cannot be erased or distorted by any props or skills. 】

[System prompt: The player has used this world line twice (world memory fold), and only one skill usage is left. Do you want to use it? ]

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes: [Confirmed.]

A dazzling white light bloomed, and Yang Zhi in his memory faced this skill directly.

The skill of world memory overlay makes the images in Yang Zhi's mind switch back and forth rapidly.

Overly chaotic memories and emotions accumulated layer by layer. Yang Zhi's memory skill was only a basic skill, and he simply could not withstand such a high-dimensional memory skill. After devouring the memories of so many people and then being forced to fold and modify them by the rule skills, Yang Zhi was going crazy!

Yang Zhi knelt on the ground, looking extremely painful, covering his stomach which contained his digestive memory and vomiting blood.

The confusing and painful memories of every person that Yang Zhi had swallowed suddenly flooded into his mind, rushing back and forth in his mental stomach, making him feel like a knife was moving back and forth in his intestines.

In order to relieve the cramps in his abdomen, Yang Zhi grabbed big mouthfuls of mud from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it without chewing, trying to suppress the feeling of having a stomach full of glass. As a result, the pain became even worse.

Yang Zhi rolled over holding his stomach, screaming in agony, his limbs convulsing, tears streaming down his face, and his pupils dilated.

[System prompt: Player Silence of the Lambs' spirit value has been reset to zero, the transformation is complete, exit the game...]

Kong Xuyang was still struggling desperately. He kept searching for things in the panel in panic, trying to find a certain prop to change his fate. But no matter how he struggled, it was in vain, and the illusion in front of him only became more and more real.

He returned to his college days, where people laughed at him, trampled on him, and said he was a poor guy who couldn't even afford a pair of shoes worth 500 yuan and would be a low-class person all his life.

"I can't!" Kong Xuyang yelled and screamed in the mud, crawling upwards. His eyes were red, and nails grew on his hands and feet, scratching him so hard that he was covered in blood.

He screamed at the top of his lungs in the mud: "This is not fair! For what!"

"I am so much better than you! I can definitely beat you! You are just a bunch of losers! Why should I be trampled under your feet!"

Kong Xuyang was lying on the ground, struggling to get up. He looked up and around him. Everyone was stepping on his face with their expensive shoes, looking down at him as if he were a little clown, and saying contemptuously, "You've already lost. You are the loser now."

"I will win!" Kong Xuyang twitched crazily. He reached out to grab the shoes of those people. His eyes with dilated pupils stared at the empty spot in the sky. Blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. "I win!"

"I can afford the same things as you guys!! Stop looking down on me!!"

[System prompt: Player Kong Xuyang's spirit value has been reset to zero, the transformation is complete, exit the game...]

[System prompt: Players Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu won the doubles match and scored 3 points]

[System prompt: Player Silence of the Lambs, Kong Xuyang's spirit value in the game was reset to zero, and he became a monster and stayed in the game forever...]

[…His real death has been confirmed, and the game of Yinshan Village has ended.]