The song on Wednesday is about marriage, and marriage also represents another level of one-to-one matching.

The investors with wild looks on their faces went up one by one to dunk the trembling children into the water, and then picked them up. After they were picked up, someone next to them would come forward to draw blood from the children with a blood transfusion bag. The investor came down with a blood-filled infusion bag and a satisfied smile on his face.

Soon it was the turn of Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang in front of Bai Liu.

Xiao Miao Fei Chi had been crying the whole time. He was pushed into the water by the impatient Miao Fei Chi and then held down to draw his blood. His face had turned pale. Xiao Miao Gao Zhuang was also trembling all over, but he was very obedient. He seemed to realize that resistance was useless. He looked at the investors around him with a look of despair and sadness in his eyes, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to have his blood drawn.

After coming down, Miao Feichi weighed the blood bag in his hand and said, "It's about 100ml. If I didn't have to take it back to the hospital for examination, I would have wanted to take a sip."

Miao Gaojiang looked around and concluded, "There is a one-to-one correspondence between these children and the investors sitting below. If we attack other people's children, these seriously ill investors will be left without children and will soon become anemic and seriously ill and turn into the monsters in the ICU ward. It is very likely that the corresponding investor monsters will be targeted and attacked."

Miao Fei frowned: "Then it's better not to attack the children of these NPC investors. Monsters that lock their hatred and chase us are the most troublesome. They can easily sneak attack and kill us in the later stages."

"And we were planning to attack the players' children." Miao Feizhi tossed the blood bag between his left and right hands, staring at the blood flowing in the bag. "I want Xiao Bailiu, you want the little blind man, right? How about that? Let's save our Mu Ke's child."

As he spoke, Miao Feichi casually turned his head to glance at Bai Liu who was sitting silently behind them, and smiled: "In return for telling us the [Life-Prolonging Recipe], Mu Ke, we will not touch your child, but if you need more than one child's blood to pass the level, then you can figure it out yourself. Xiao Bailiu and the little blind man are ours."

"But you still have another way." Miao Gaojiang comforted Bai Liu hypocritically. He patted Bai Liu on the shoulder and said, "You can try to let the child Mu Ke escape from the orphanage alone. As long as he is not caught by any monster on the way, and escapes successfully and survives to complete the main mission, if he succeeds, you can also pass the level."

Although Miao Gaojiang comforted Bai Liu in this way, it was obvious that Miao Gaojiang and Miao Feichi felt that such a plan was not feasible at all.

From the beginning, the two of them had no hope of helping the children pass the game, because the possibility of success was too small. This was a Level 2 game, and it was difficult for a group of children who knew nothing and could not do anything to successfully escape from a bunch of A+ level monsters, even for A-level players with certain skills, let alone children.

This is a plan with almost zero chance of success.

Bai Liu lowered his head and shook his shoulders pretending to shudder: "Okay, I'll try."

When Miao Feichi saw Bai Liu like this, he sneered twice with disdain, turned around and continued playing with his blood bag.

The moment Miao Feichi and Miao Gaozhuang turned their heads and looked away, Bai Liu's face regained its composure - letting children be the main players in the game was indeed a very risky strategy, but it was the most cost-effective and lowest-risk strategy for passing the game that Bai Liu could currently calculate.

Although the risks are already quite high.

"Investors of Mu Ke, please come up and baptize your children." The dean read aloud.

Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Bailiu who was wearing white clothes and had no expression on his face. They looked at each other very briefly across the candle flame. Xiao Bailiu turned his head away first, as he was not used to being looked at directly. Bai Liu suddenly curled his lips and smiled, and there was a kind of lazy determination like reminiscence in that smile.

——And at the age of fourteen, one of the things he was best at was escaping from the orphanage.

Bai Liu stepped forward slowly. His current identity was Mu Ke's investor, and he wanted to baptize Mu Ke. At the dean's call and instruction, Bai Liu stood in front of little Mu Ke.

Xiao Mu Ke swallowed nervously and looked at him. He handed the candle to the dean and opened his arms to Bai Liu. His body trembled uncontrollably.

Xiao Mu Ke was indeed very scared. He was so scared that he couldn't even tell that the person in front of him was not his investor. After all, they all looked the same.

Bai Liu followed the dean's instructions, put his hand through Xiao Mu Ke's knees and picked up Xiao Mu Ke.

Xiao Muke hugged Bai Liu's neck, his fear was revealed in his eyes and body language. His legs were shaking violently in the air and his face was pale. Bai Liu's face showed no emotion. He did not comfort Xiao Muke, but calmly leaned forward and immersed Xiao Muke in his arms into the clear water.

Xiao Mu Ke slowly sank into the clear water. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists in fear. Bubbles rose from his face. He could feel his warm tears melting into the cold water, as if the temperature of his body was flowing into the water and becoming cold.

Will I die... Xiao Mu Ke thought in a daze, it feels like my heart...is about to stop beating.

Dozens of seconds later, Bai Liu carried him out again. Little Mu Ke was soaked and gasping for breath. His lips were blue and purple. He subconsciously hugged Bai Liu's neck tightly, coughing and spitting out a few saliva. The person who was waiting to draw Mu Ke's blood came forward and pulled out the plastic protective cover of the syringe to reveal the sharp needle tip.

Xiao Mu Ke backed away madly, shaking his head in fear. He almost pulled Bai Liu's clothes and climbed on top of Bai Liu. Bai Liu held onto his struggling ankles.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke, whose eyes were filled with tears, and said, "Be quiet." Then he looked up at the man drawing blood and said, "Don't draw blood from him."

The person drawing blood and Xiao Mu Ke who was struggling were both stunned.

The director asked, "Investor, are you sure you don't want to take this child's blood? If you take him away and he gets any disease that affects you, we will no longer be responsible for you."

"No matter what his blood test is like." Bai Liu looked up at the dean, who said in a very indifferent manner, "There's no need to take blood for screening. I'm sure he's the child I want to take away. I'll bear the consequences of his illness myself."

The wet little Mu Ke curled up in Bai Liu's arms. He stared at Bai Liu blankly, with water still dripping from the ends of his hair.

Bai Liu looked down at Xiao Mu Ke in his arms, put down the child who had not yet come to his senses, and whispered in Xiao Mu Ke's ear, "Follow Xiao Bai Liu and leave here. I won't take your blood." Then he patted Xiao Mu Ke's shoulder as if nothing had happened. Bai Liu stood up and sat back in his original seat.

Xiao Mu Ke took his candle back from the dean in a daze and stood back next to Xiao Bailiu in the team.

Soon, Xiao Mu Ke reacted. He moved slightly closer to Xiao Bailiu and whispered quickly in a low voice, his tone a little excited: "Xiao Bailiu, he is your investor, right? He really didn't want my blood just like you said!"

"I told you." Xiao Bailiu replied calmly, "He is a strange investor who risked his life to save us."

But soon, Xiao Mu Ke looked at Xiao Bai Liu in horror: "But he is your investor, why did he baptize me? What will you do if he baptizes me?!"

"The next person to be baptized is Xiao Bailiu. Please ask Xiao Bailiu's investors to come forward and be baptized for him." The dean looked at Xiao Bailiu.

Xiaobai Liushun lowered his head and stood out from the team.

The dean called out two or three times, but no one responded. Suddenly, someone laughed contemptuously, stood up slowly, and said, "Dean, Xiao Bailiu's investor unfortunately passed away. How about I help him with the baptism?"

The person who stood up was Miao Feichi.

"No, Mr. Investor, you have already baptized a child." The dean shook his head and rejected Miao Feichi. Miao Feichi glanced at Xiao Bailiu, licked his lips and sat down with a little regret.

The director walked in front of Xiao Bailiu and looked at him darkly as if he was looking at a commodity that could not be sold. His words were full of compassion and mercy. "What a poor investor, what a poor child, you were abandoned. Oh, of course, your coming to this orphanage itself means that you have been abandoned by your parents, but now even the investor who was willing to take you away and could give full play to the only value of your life has abandoned you on the eve of your baptism."

Xiao Bailiu stood with his head lowered and accepted the reprimand from the dean. His dark eyes stared at the candle in his hand, the flame reflecting on his expressionless face, clearly flickering.

"You are a child abandoned by the gods." The dean sighed in a pretentious manner, "Your sins are incomparable, so the gods have chosen to let everyone abandon you. Do you know where you went wrong, Xiaobailiu?"

"I don't think I know, Dean." Xiao Bailiu answered calmly.

The dean looked at Xiao Bailiu with a cold and stern look. She rebuked him righteously: "Child, you are wrong because no one is willing to help you wash away the innate sins in you. You need to complete the baptism alone, you need to be punished, and you need to stay in this pool for a long time to wash away your sins."

Xiao Bailiu was pulled by the dean and pushed into the altar full of clear water. Before Xiao Bailiu could stand firmly, the dean had already taken the candle from Xiao Bailiu's hand, pressed Xiao Bailiu's shoulders and made him sit in the altar. The dean looked down at Xiao Bailiu with an expressionless face.

She held a candle in one hand and placed her other hand on Xiao Bailiu's head. Without hesitation, she grabbed his hair and pushed him into the sink: "You need to be washed clean, my child."

Xiao Bailiu was pushed into the pool, face up and completely submerged under the water. The subconscious reaction of choking and suffocation made him want to grab the sides of the bathtub-like altar used for baptism, but soon Xiao Bailiu had to let go and let himself sink completely to the bottom of the pool.

The dean, who had grabbed his hair and pressed him under the water, smiled softly twice. She held up the burning candle and lowered her eyes to look at Xiao Bailiu under the waves: "Until this candle burns out, Xiao Bailiu, you are not allowed to leave the baptismal font."

The light from the candle wick jumped twice seductively, dripping hot wax onto Xiao Bailiu's hands that were grasping both sides of the pool. The stinging reaction, similar to that of a burning flame, made Xiao Bailiu instinctively loosen his grip on the already slippery altar wall.

The clear water waves were swaying in Xiao Bailiu's sight. He saw the gentle smiling face of the dean directly opposite him on the swaying water surface, which looked fierce and terrifying in his eyes.

The white wax droplets solidified instantly when they hit the water surface, and turned into waxy floating objects that looked like a child's peeled fingernail. His hair was still pulled down by the dean, and Xiao Bailiu was forced to raise his neck. His chest heaved rapidly due to lack of oxygen. He was like a small, defenseless animal being slaughtered by the neck, but his eyes were suddenly calm, as calm as if he had not been pushed under the water of the baptismal pool.

He seemed to have expected that he would go through all this.

Then, when Xiao Bailiu's oxygen was about to run out, he would seize the opportunity, use all his strength to prop himself up to the surface of the water covered with wax droplets to take a breath, and then Xiao Bailiu who had emerged would be quickly pushed down by the dean. He breathed hard like this again and again, as if he was going to die in the baptismal pool in the next second, with that feeling of suffocation and the struggle of trying his best to float out of drowning.

Xiao Mu Ke started to cover his mouth with his hands and his eyes turned red. Miao Feichi looked at the suffering Xiao Bailiu with an expression as if he was pleased. He stretched his neck and tried to get a closer look at the painful face of Xiao Bailiu who was drowned in the water.

Miao Gaojiang didn't really like this kind of child torture scene, as it reminded him of the child that Miao Feichi had kidnapped. He turned his head slightly, frowned, and didn't look at it, his face looking a little gloomy.

Bai Liu watched quietly below, his eyes seemed a little dazed, yet overly calm.

It seemed that the man on the verge of drowning was not the fourteen-year-old him, nor was he his only chip to pass this game.

The distant memories emerged from his wax-sealed hippocampus like Xiao Bailiu trying hard to emerge from underwater.

Bai Liu hates water because he was once punished like Xiao Bailiu for making mistakes. He seemed to be fourteen years old. Bai Liu couldn't remember clearly. Humans will instinctively forget memories that make them uncomfortable. He did something wrong, and he took the money of an adult and promised to help him do something, just like Xiao Bailiu.

Soon the matter was reported by other children in the orphanage. The director of the orphanage looked at him in horror and fear, as if he had done something unforgivable. Of course, Bai Liu, who was still called Bai Liu at that time, was feared and talked about by the director and teachers because of his various bloody hobbies that were "not to be shown in public."

The look in their eyes when they looked at Bai Liu was that kind of look of disgust and fear, as if to say, "Ah, I knew you would finally do this."

To be honest, Bai Liu enjoyed such looks, but he was soon punished.

Bai Liu squinted his eyes, recalling vaguely - it seemed that his head was pressed into something, he couldn't quite remember, but it was always a container full of water, and he was beaten and scolded while screaming at him not to do it again next time. He bent his body, sipped the water, and agreed meekly.

But those panicked teachers seemed to have finally caught the opportunity to punish him. They did not simply let go of this little devil in their words. Instead, they took turns to scold him for a while before leaving exhausted and in high spirits, as if they had educated a murderer who had come to his senses and repented.

Lu Yizhan, who had also been flooded for an entire afternoon, lay on the ground, gasping for breath. Next to him lay Bai Liu, who was drowned and dying. Or rather, next to Bai Liu, he had not changed his name at that time.

Because Lu Yizhang, this extremely stupid fool, stood up to take the blame for Bai Liu when the teacher received reports from other children and asked who had done such a bad thing. He took the initiative to admit that he did it and asked the teacher to punish him. This guy didn't even know what Bai Liu had done, but he took the blame for Bai Liu very readily.

But unfortunately, the self-sacrificing good intentions of this idiot Lu Yizhang did not lead to a perfect ending - the kid who made the complaint insisted that Bai Liu was the one who did the bad thing.

The final result was that Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan, the "accomplices" who helped cover up but actually did nothing, were severely punished by the teacher.

Even though he was punished, Lu Yizhan was a well-known good boy and all the teachers liked him very much. He would not have been punished so severely, but he refused to leave. He would stay with Bai Liu as long as the teacher wanted to punish him. This honest and good boy squatted beside Bai Liu with red eyes, like a stubborn calf that could not be pulled away. No matter who asked him to leave, he would not leave, nor would he resist, curse, or stop the teacher from torturing anyone. He just refused to leave and stared at Bai Liu, who was coughing from being drowned.

Bai Liu was pushed into the water. Lu Yizhang buried his head in the water to look at Bai Liu struggling underwater. He said anxiously, "It will be fine soon. Just hold on a little longer, Bai Liu. It will be fine soon."

I'm here, Bai Liu, Lu Yi said underwater as if he was roaring, I believe you didn't do anything bad!

Bai Liu was underwater looking at Lu Yizhan, whose mouth was bubbling because of his talking. He looked at Lu Yizhan's face as he spoke to him anxiously and panicked in the water, with bubbles gurgling out of Lu Yizhan's mouth. Bai Liu was tortured to the point of wanting to laugh, and he did laugh - he actually couldn't hear what this idiot said to him, nor could he understand where this idiot's groundless belief in him came from.

If Bai Liu still had the strength to speak at that time, he would definitely tell Lu Yizhan, you idiot, I really did something very bad - but unfortunately he had no strength, he was almost drowned.

This unlucky guy from Lu Yizhan had suffered almost the same pain as Bai Liu in the end. He was now spitting water while getting up from the ground. He staggered forward, trying to help up Bai Liu, who was also soaking wet and gasping for breath on the ground.

Then, as if something went wrong in his brain, Lu Yizhang suddenly squatted down and looked at Bai Liu straight, and asked him, "Do you want to change your name? Tell them that you have changed your appearance and will never use the name "Bai Liu" to contact others and do bad things again."

Maybe they won't punish you like this in the future - Lu Yizhan was very imaginative and, in Bai Liu's eyes, very stupidly put forward a suggestion that was completely non-constructive.

This was not the first time that he had done something that Bai Liu thought was stupid. In fact, the guy from Lu Yizhan often had such unfounded ideas - such as the idea that he must be friends with him.

Bai Liu, lying on the ground, rolled his eyes. He was lifted up by Lu Yizhang's arm. He turned his head and looked at Lu, the big fool, who was looking at him expectantly with his eyes that were wet and submerged in water. His wet hair slid down and covered Bai Liu's eyes. He suddenly covered his belly and laughed. No one knew what he was laughing at or why he wanted to laugh. In short, he was laughing strangely and loudly on the ground that was wet by the water on his body.

While laughing, Bai Liu curled up and coughed to spit out the water in his throat. After spitting out, Bai Liu became very calm again and looked at Lu Yizhan who was a little dazed by his laughter. He said lightly, "Okay, since you said you want to change it, then I will change my name."

Xiao Bailiu's baptism, or torture, on the altar finally ended, and the dean finally let Xiao Bailiu out of the pool.

The church cannot massacre children, so Bai Liu was not worried that the dean would drown Xiao Bailiu directly. She was just punishing Xiao Bailiu, a child that no investor was willing to have - because being baptized was also one of the tasks of this group of children, and it was natural to be punished if they failed to do so.

Xiao Bailiu suddenly emerged from the pool, lay on the edge of the pool and coughed several times. He raised his hand to wipe the water from the corner of his mouth and staggered out of the altar. Soon Xiao Bailiu recovered from the suffocating state of drowning. The child who was almost drowned in public did not react at all, as if he was used to it. He calmly took the burnt candle from the director's hand, bowed politely to the director who was pinching his neck and letting him finish, and then stood back in the team.

The long period of lack of oxygen made Xiao Bailiu's cheeks increasingly red, and his eyes were wet with physiological tears. His hair stuck to the sides of his face and dripped water. His originally wide white robe was now stuck to his body because it was soaked, making him look thin and small.

Xiao Bailiu lowered his head, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed twice with restraint, his eyes red.

Looks... a little pitiful.

The statue on the reverse cross behind him, who was sleeping peacefully, frowned at some point, and his fingers, which were originally spread out, were slightly clasped together. It seemed that he was disturbed by Xiao Bailiu's cough, and the thorns on his body were entangled more tightly.