After Xiao Bailiu was baptized, a few children passed by and it was Liu Huai's turn to baptize Liu Jiayi.

Liu Huai baptized Liu Jiayi very gently. Liu Huai was reluctant to let Liu Jiayi stay in the water for too long and pulled her out quickly. Liu Jiayi was also very well behaved. She even took the initiative to stretch out her hand and roll up her clothes to let the man draw her blood, but Liu Huai stopped her with a helpless look.

Finally, he gave Liu Jiayi a cherishing kiss on her forehead, refusing the man's attempt to take Liu Jiayi's blood, and silently returned to the investor's seat below while Liu Jiayi looked a little confused.

Liu Huai sat farther away from Bai Liu and the others, at the back. He did not hear what Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang were talking about about attacking Liu Jiayi, but he could roughly guess what these two veteran players were going to do. Liu Huai looked tense and glanced at Bai Liu from a distance.

"Today's baptism ends here. All investors, please go to the welfare home's cafeteria for meals and take a rest." The director greeted with a smile as if he was opening a shopping mall.

"In the afternoon, our baptized children will present you with pure songs - a choral performance to celebrate our meeting. The performance will be held in front of the church from 3pm to 7pm. Investors are requested to arrive on time to listen to the singing."

Bai Liu looked down at the time. It was now 11:40.

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Mu Ke, who was lying on the straw bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He quickly got up and checked the time - it was eleven forty. He had been sleeping since Bai Liu left!

Mu Ke gritted his teeth in annoyance. He really felt that he was wasting his time. He might not be able to memorize all the contents of an archive room in half a day, and he didn't know when Miao Feichi would come back. The sooner he could get into the archive room and memorize things, the better.

But the effect of Bai Liu letting him sleep was very obvious - Mu Ke's mental state was visibly improved.

A safe and worry-free sleep in the morning made him completely relaxed. Mu Ke went downstairs and found that most of the patients and nurses were eating in the cafeteria on the first floor.

The patients who did not come out to eat were the ones to whom the nurse had delivered medicine in the morning. Now the door of the main room was closed. When Mu Ke passed by, he could hear the creaking and faint chewing sounds coming from the rooms of these patients when he got close.

This reminded Mu Ke of the sound made by the monster patient who was eating blood ganoderma lucidum that night.

Mu Ke silently moved away from the door. He remembered the layout of the entire first floor - the medical record room was behind the nurse's duty room. The only way to get in was when there was no one in the nurse's duty room - such as now, or at the time of morning and evening shift changes.

Mu Ke looked around and after making sure that no one was there, he took a deep breath and sneaked into the medical record room. However, he gasped as soon as he entered.

"Well..." Mu Ke stared at the dusty folder in a daze, almost wanting to cry, "So many! How can there be so many! More than yesterday's books!"

He once again felt the long-lost feeling of scrambling to review his lessons and memorize things the night before an exam.

Mu Ke patted his face, calmed down, pulled out a file, opened it and began to memorize: "Name, Wang Guoqiang, donated 1.7 million to the Love Welfare Home in 200X, and the child he [married] was..."

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The children standing in front of the church were pushing and shoving each other, while the investors sat on the chairs placed by the children on the grass. The director also handed out a program list to the investors - all the children in this welfare home had to perform for them in batches, and they were all chorus programs. Some of them sang more than one song, and they had to take photos after singing, so it would last for four hours.

Bai Liu was no stranger to this kind of operation of trying hard to please investors - when leaders came to the welfare home where he worked, they would lead a group of children to pretend to perform, and all the teachers would rack their brains to make these children act and perform as if they liked the visiting leaders, and they would like to sing to these leaders from beginning to end, because the teachers said that singing is better than speaking.

There is nothing wrong with this approach in essence. It is a means for the welfare home to gain more profits, but Bai Liu generally cannot enjoy these benefits, so Bai Liu usually feels like a monkey in a circus that is pulled out to perform acrobatics, and the kind of monkey that does not get paid.

However, Bai Liu never thought that there would be a day when he would be sung to please the children in the welfare home. It was truly a novel experience.

Bai Liu flipped through the program on his lap - the song "Happy Day" was performed by the newly baptized children.

Xiao Bailiu stood in the corner. He had changed his clothes and put on some vulgar makeup. His face was red and there was a red dot on his forehead. The ends of his hair were still dripping from his baptism. He stood in the back row with a lazy look in his eyes and hummed a song casually. It was obvious that he was just being lazy:

"Happy Day, Happy Day, God save me and make me happy.

The precious blood of redemption washes away my sins, and the living water of life quenches my thirst.

Happy Day, Happy Day, God save me and make me happy. "

The song’s flattering meaning is too obvious—this is a happy day for these [investors], not these kids.

After listening to the song for a while, Bai Liu quickly lost interest. Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang, who were sitting in the front, simply dozed off with their arms crossed. However, Miao Feichi still had the knife in his hand, and Miao Gaojiang was not completely asleep either. The two veteran players still maintained a basic level of vigilance, but this was undoubtedly a long and boring performance.

Except for Liu Huai who was sitting in the back row and staring at her intently, his eyes never left Liu Jiayi for even a second, and there was a sense of sadness as if every time he looked at her, he would see her one less time.

In four hours, Miao Feichi had complained several times about why the time was so long. Could he just start killing the children?

But to Liu Huai, these four hours were too short. He looked up at Liu Jiayi, who had a little red dot on her forehead and was singing while swaying her body. He suddenly lowered his head to wipe his eyes, but soon raised his head again. Liu Huai didn't want to waste any second of looking at Liu Jiayi.

But perhaps Liu Jiayi will never know that Liu Huai looked at her like this, because she can't see it now.

After Xiao Bailiu and the others finished singing, according to the program list, their next show would not start for another fifteen minutes. Bai Liu stood up and walked around the chairs to the church. Seeing Miao Gaojiang, who was dozing off, opened his eyes instantly. He squinted at Bai Liu and said, "What are you going to do? You've only just started singing."

"Go find my child and see if you can teach him to escape," Bai Liu said.

Miao Feichi sneered in an ambiguous tone: "Well, just let him go. This is his only chance to pass the level."

Miao Gaozhuang hesitated for a few seconds, but finally let Bai Liu go. This place was right in front of the church. Even if Bai Liu wanted to ambush the child they liked in advance, he couldn't do it because the church forbade the killing of children. This was also the reason why they hadn't taken any action yet.

Of course, Miao Feichi's stamina hasn't recovered yet which is another reason why they haven't taken action yet.

Bai Liu nodded to Miao Feichi and the others, and walked into the church where the children were leaving. Miao Gaozhuang looked at Bai Liu's back, his eyes heavy and gloomy: "I always feel that this Mu Ke is not right."

"You're a bit annoying, Dad." Miao Fei slumped in his seat like a lazy bone. He turned his head to look at Miao Gaojiang. "You've checked the panel and the phone. This Mu Ke is definitely an ordinary player. His panel is not even above B. He has only played the game twice. He's a pure rookie. He must have been unlucky to be controlled by Bai Liu as soon as he came in. When we killed Bai Liu, he was freed from control. Tell me, what's wrong with him?"

"There is a broken keyboard in his props." Miao Gao had a very low brow bone, which made his eyes and eyebrows gather together when he frowned, making him look sinister and vicious. "I remember that the keycaps that fell off the broken keyboard were different each time I checked his system warehouse."

When Miao Feichi heard Miao Gaojiang say this, he also sat up straight by leaning on the chair.

Miao Gaojiang is a meticulous person. He always notices details that ordinary people don't. He is also good at doubting and taking advantage of details. Miao Feichi has worked with Miao Gaojiang for so long that he knows that Miao Gaojiang's suspicions are usually not groundless.

Miao Feichi was reminded by Miao Gaojiang and raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Dad, you mean that someone is communicating with Mu Ke through the keyboard. Do you remember what keycap fell off Mu Ke's keyboard?"

Miao Gaojiang's frown deepened: "That's the problem. I'm not familiar with the keyboard layout. I can only realize that the empty positions on the keyboard have changed, but I don't know exactly where they are and what key caps they correspond to, because I only took a quick glance at them. I don't remember them very clearly."

"Normally, a system backpack can only be checked by one person. Mu Ke has been with us all the time. It is unlikely that he would hand the keyboard to someone and then take it back. Moreover, this method of communication is too risky."

Miao Gaojiang said solemnly, "I think it's more likely that someone shared a system backpack with him. If someone has the skills to share a system backpack with Mu Ke, then this method of communication is feasible and extremely covert."

Miao Feichi was silent for a while. There was only one player on the field whose personal skills they didn't know.

"You mean, Bai Liu is not dead? His personal skills are not only control, but also this shared system warehouse backpack?" Miao Feichi's expression became permeable, and his eyes narrowed into a thin slit. "He put Mu Ke in our side? He is still communicating with Bai Liu using the keyboard?"

"But that's just my guess."

Miao Gaojiang looked at Miao Feichi, whose face was already fierce and murderous, and said, "Mu Ke is a C-level player. You can kill him at any time. It's best not to act impulsively, because you are in the support season now. Killing an ordinary player who has surrendered to you will not be good for your reputation and will affect your support rate. And there is another very important point-"

"The skill of sharing system backpacks has already fallen into the category of [Rule Skills], and this can only be achieved by infringing on the rights of the system."

Miao Gaojiang rested his hands on his knees and thought deeply: "There are only a few people in the game whose personal skills are [Rule Skills]. I think it is unlikely that Bai Liu's personal skill is [Rule Skills]. Because if he really has a bug-level personal skill like [Rule Skills], he can just rely on his skills to clamp us directly like the Queen of Hearts. Bai Liu doesn't need to be so passive."

"But we can't completely rule out this possibility. After all, Bai Liu is a newcomer, and it's possible that he doesn't use his personal skills well. Let's wait and see."

Miao Gaojiang looked at Bai Liu entering the church with a sinister look in his eyes: "When you recover, he will show his true colors. It won't be too late to kill him then."

At this time, Bai Liu walked to the backstage. Xiao Mu Ke and Xiao Bai Liu were sitting opposite each other. They were wiping the traces of makeup on their faces with tissues dipped in water. Seeing Bai Liu coming in, Xiao Mu Ke took two steps back cautiously and fearfully. He did not recognize that this was the Bai Liu who had baptized him before.

However, Xiao Bai glanced at him calmly, stood up and said softly: "This is not a good place to talk, let's go somewhere else."

Xiao Mu Ke instantly realized that this was Xiao Bailiu, the [investor] who baptized him. He nodded and greeted him with a little embarrassment, and then Xiao Bailiu took Bai Liu's hand and took him away.

Xiao Bailiu brought Bai Liu to a small grove of weeds behind the church. Bai Liu leaned against the wall and looked down at Xiao Bailiu who was standing in front of him and still stubbornly rubbing blush on his face. The kid was rubbing it hard and seriously. He didn't seem to like the smell of cosmetics. His frown made his facial features deformed.

Bai Liu naturally took the wet toilet paper from Xiao Bailiu's hand, squatted down and wiped him carefully.

"You can't wipe it off if you rub it like this." Bai Liu used a piece of toilet paper to repeatedly tap on Xiao Bailiu's forehead, "If you rub the lipstick like that, it will get all over your forehead."

Xiao Bailiu was expressionless as Bai Liu held his shoulders and wiped his forehead: "You know how to use lipstick, don't you? Do you use it often?"

Bai Liu pretended not to hear the sarcasm in the kid's words: "I've been made up like this before, in a similar situation. Are you angry because I didn't baptize you and caused you to be punished by the dean?"

"I'm not angry, I just feel like I've been fooled." Xiao Bailiu looked at Bai Liu, pursed his lips, raised his eyes and looked at Bai Liu, "But because of this, you have to give me--"

"——Okay, I know. You want extra money, right? Okay, whatever you want." Bai Liu leaned forward and moved closer to wipe off the red lipstick mark that Xiaobai Liuhu had rubbed to the corner of his eye.

Bai Liu came very close, breathing steadily on Xiao Bailiu's skin, with the corners of his eyes drooping, giving the illusion that he was concentrating on protecting someone: "Don't move, there is still something here. The dean said that to you, are you really not angry, a child abandoned by his parents, gods, and me, an investor?"

Xiaobailiu held his breath for a few seconds.

Soon he turned his eyes away from Bai Liu and said calmly, "I'm not angry. After all, the dean was right to some extent."

"That's right." Bai Liu stood up after wiping. His current body as an investor was very thin and long, and the angle of view he had when standing up could almost be described as looking down at Xiao Bailiu. "The gods have indeed never favored you, because you are a bad kid who has never believed in gods."

Xiao Bailiu looked up at him, his eyes red, clearly saying "So what".

Yes, he was born a bad boy and he just doesn't believe in God, so what.

"Me too." Bai Liu chuckled.

He rubbed Xiao Bailiu's head casually and jokingly: "Do you want to change your name? What if the gods favor you after changing your name? After I changed my name, my luck did get a little better, but of course it's still very bad."

"Do gods favor humans based on their names?" Xiao Bailiu complained expressionlessly, "Then gods are too stupid..."

Bai Liu untied a pendant from his neck. It was a coin wrapped in broken fish scales that he had held up with a bandage. Bai Liu leaned over and hung the coin around Xiao Bailiu's neck: "This is all my property, skills, and everything I have here. You can say that this is the product of my soul selling. It is the most expensive and precious thing I can own."

"Now I give it to you. From now on you are me. You have my skills and money. I'm sorry that I just let you be baptized alone."

[System warning: Did the player Bai Liu transfer the system to his secondary identity? After the transfer, the player can no longer use any skill points in the panel, just like the NPC characters in the game, and the survival rate of the game will be greatly reduced]

Bai Liu: [Confirm]

Bai Liu closed his eyes, bent down and hugged the dazed Xiao Bai Liu. His slender, tall and thin body was bent into a hunched arc, like an elderly person hugging his relatives. He smiled and said, "But I think, from now on, you have been blessed by the gods."

The one who took care of the bad boy Xiao Bailiu was this strange investor who came out of nowhere, not some god who was entangled in the inverted cross and unable to move.

If there is a god, it is himself.

Xiao Bailiu was held in Bai Liu's arms. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just quietly accepted the hug.

Although he felt that this kind of disgusting physical contact was a bit disgusting.

But his investor did give him money, so Xiao Bailiu decided to tolerate this somewhat disgusting investor.

"This coin I give you is very important. You must keep it well." Bai Liu let go of Xiao Bailiu. "If you are killed, this coin will fall out and be picked up by someone else. That would be a terrible thing."

Bai Liu smiled and pointed at the coin on Xiao Bailiu's chest with his slender fingers: "Because my shameful secrets and soul are hidden in it."

"You just asked me that. Do you want me to change my name?" Xiao Bailiu held the coin in front of his chest and said abruptly, "Let me make it clear first. I don't accept drastic changes, but as a reward for your generous money, I am willing to satisfy your personal bad taste, Mr. Investor."

[Luyi Station, I can change the name, but I don’t like drastic changes. Do you have any recommendations? ]

Bai Liu paused, and he said softly, "How is Bai Liu?"

"Bai Liu?" Little Bai Liu asked in confusion, "Which Bai, which Liu? It sounds the same as before."

Ten years ago, Lu Yizhang looked at Bai Liu with a frown and said, "How about calling me Bai Liu?"

Bai Liu said speechlessly that it sounded like nothing had changed at all. What was the point of changing it?

Lu Yizhang said it had meaning, it was a good name, both words were good, Bai Liu asked him what was good about it.

Lu Yizhan touched Bai Liu's head, and he smiled brightly and innocently, saying, "Because it is Bai in the daytime, and Liu in the bright future. From now on, you will enter the bright future, Bai Liu, you will definitely be better in the future."

Bai Liu from ten years ago was silent for a moment: "You are so boring, Lu Yizhan, playing this kind of word game."

Bai Liu touched Xiao Bailiu's head and smiled, just like Lu Yizhan used to smile, with a lush innocence and confidence in his eyes that came from nowhere. Behind the church, the clear chorus of children and the refreshing smell of the summer wind blowing through the weeds filled the air. On the strange "thin ghost"-like face in Xiao Bailiu's eyes, there was a very sincere smile that seemed like a prayer.

He whispered, "Your name is Bai for daytime and Liu for bright future."

Xiao Bailiu was silent for a while, and turned his head away: "Boring word game."

"Then will you change it?" Bai Liu asked.

Xiao Bailiu: "Change, you gave me money."

"You will be called Bai Liu from now on." Bai Liu paused and said, "My deception is likely to be exposed, and I will probably die at the hands of my opponent tonight. You are my only hope, so I entrust everything to you. You must survive, Bai Liu."

Bai Liu was very clear that he was facing two veteran players who had played in the league. Miao Feichi was a little impulsive, but Miao Gaojiang was very vigilant, so Bai Liu made the [Three-layer Paper Cup].

But a paper cup is just a paper cup after all, and fire cannot be hidden.

Under the premise that large-scale player conflicts will occur in the future, Mu Ke cannot hide forever, but once Mu Ke appears, the plan that Bai Liu prepared before to replace him with Mu Ke is likely to be exposed, revealing that he and Mu Ke are in a cooperative relationship and that there is a connection behind the scenes.

Judging from Miao Gaojiang's attitude towards him today, he had probably discovered something wrong - such as the keyboard in Mu Ke's backpack.

Bai Liu had anticipated this step when he was making the plan, because since Mu Ke's panel was inevitably exposed, the communication props in the system backpack would also be exposed to the sight of Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang, so he chose to use the keyboard, which is a relatively non-intuitive and non-attractive way to communicate.

Mu Ke communicated with him using keyboards, so Bai Liu had already stepped on the knowledge gap of Miao Gaojiang, a middle-aged man with a high IQ, who might not have enough knowledge of digital tools. However, it was impossible for Miao Gaojiang to be completely unaware of it.

Miao Gaojiang checked Mu Ke's panel twice, and the gaps on the keycaps were different both times, because both times one side was waiting for the other to reply to the message - this was an inevitable gap when the two people shared the props in the system backpack.

Miao Gaojiang probably already realized that the keycap was constantly changing, but due to his lack of knowledge in this area, even if Miao Gaojiang got the keyboard, he couldn't clearly understand what information he and Mu Ke had communicated - this was one of the reasons why Bai Liu chose the keyboard as a communication tool.

It was obvious that he was an unstable factor for Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang who were about to engage in a battle. This unstable factor was very fatal in a second-level game that required a lot of health. In order to ensure successful clearance, the safer approach was of course to kill him directly, so Bai Liu guessed that his death should be very near.

Before this, Bai Liu felt it necessary to hand over the most valuable thing on him to Xiao Bai Liu.

That is the Game Manager that looks like a damaged coin with a hollow center.

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Bai Liu taught Xiao Bailiu the specific usage of the game manager and his personal skills. The kid was a little confused at first, but he quickly got the hang of it. He accepted the fact that his reality was a large multiplayer game very quickly. There was no need for Bai Liu to explain anything. The kid soon began to browse the system store independently.

Before Bai Liu left, Xiao Bailiu looked at Bai Liu and asked, "You told me the details of the two games before so that I could quickly adapt to this so-called game manager, right?"

"It's not a game shared between friends at all." Xiao Bailiu's face was emotionless. "You are a liar. Everything you say to me and do is purposeful. This makes me even more confused as to why you gave up taking my blood and died for me."

"This is not something you can do, and of course I would never do such a stupid thing."

"Go ahead." Xiao Bailiu clenched the coins on his chest and looked straight at Bai Liu: "What else do you need me to do for you? The money you gave me is enough for me to do a lot of things for you."

"I just want you to live." Bai Liu turned and looked at Xiao Bailiu with a smile, "It's really gone."

When he walked out from the back of the church, he saw Liu Huai chatting with Liu Jiayi.

Liu Huai wanted to give all the things to Liu Jiayi just like Bai Liu did, but Liu Jiayi couldn't see it, and it wouldn't be good for her to hold so many things.

Although Liu Huai did not trust Bai Liu, he still trusted Bai Liu's trading character. He had no choice but to say to Bai Liu, "If I die, I will give you everything before I die, and you pass it on to my sister."

Then Liu Huai handed these things over to Liu Jiayi, who would give Bai Liu 400 points as a reward.

Bai Liu agreed.

Soon, it was time for the final photo session of the chorus performance. Xiao Bailiu, who had finally removed his makeup, was caught by the teacher and had a big dot made in the middle of his forehead with lipstick for the photo. He stood in the back row with a look of despair, with the ends of his hair still wet from his baptism, and glanced towards the investors standing in front of him.

Bai Liu and several new investors stood in front.

The director set up a camera for them and said, "Group photo of the 200x Ai Xin Children's Welfare Home's art performance."

With a click, Xiao Bailiu, with his distracted eyes, was captured in the colorful photo.

Bai Liu had always been curious about how Xiao Bailiu found him out of a group of investors, but he didn't ask. If he had asked, Xiao Bailiu might have pointed at Bai Liu in the photo and told him -

——Only the look in your eyes when you look at us contains no hint of deprivation or greed.

You looked at us calmly, just like you were looking at your former self.

"The chorus performance is over. Please give the gifts to the investors to thank them for their investment." The dean raised his hand and said, "This is the task I assigned to you yesterday. Have you done it?"

The children responded sparsely: "We all did it, Dean."

The children began lining up to give homemade gifts to investors.

Xiao Bailiu stood in the team and walked out. He walked past Bai Liu silently without handing out anything - because his investor was [dead], he didn't need to and couldn't give out gifts.

But behind the church, Bai Liu asked Bai Liu for the gift that Bai Liu had prepared for him. Bai Liu was not very willing to give it to him, but Bai Liu was shameless and said that he had given him money. In the end, Bai Liu succumbed to the charm of money and handed Bai Liu the gift he had prepared for him.

The gifts were two paintings he had drawn himself - one was of a small fish placed in a glass jar, and the other was of broken mirrors burning and exploding on an exploding train. They were exactly the scenes from the two games that Bai Liu and Xiao Bailiu had talked about last night. The signature under the paintings was [w].

Bai Liu looked down at the two paintings. He understood where the two paintings he saw in the real world came from and where the sense of disharmony in the scenes in the paintings came from.

Bai Liu looked at Xiao Bai Liu who was standing in front of him. Because Xiao Bai Liu had never really experienced those games, he could only rely on what he knew so far to try to imagine and describe the scenes that Bai Liu told him.

This small welfare home is the only world that Xiaobailiu can see at present.

So he used the things in the orphanage to depict the grand scenes that Bai Liu described. This made Bai Liu feel a little weird when he first saw these paintings, because the things in the pictures were too "narrow" and too violent, which was not his usual style.

This weirdness comes from the difference in cognition between Xiao Bailiu and him.

Bai Liu's gaze fell on Xiao Bailiu, who still had some lipstick at the corners of his eyes. Xiao Bailiu quickly turned his eyes away - he didn't like being stared at.

Oh, yes, Bai Liu remembered that at his age he still hated being stared at, but now Bai Liu was used to looking people in the eye no matter what he did. This was a habit he developed at work.

Xiao Bailiu is very different from him. He is no longer the child whose eyes are trapped in this narrow welfare home and who likes to show off sharp and saturated colors.

But he was indeed such a child.

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The chorus ended at 7:30 in the evening.

The dean sent all the investors back to the hospital. After Miao Gaojiang said goodbye to Bai Liu meaningfully, Bai Liu said good night as if nothing had happened and returned to Mu Ke's room.

Mu Ke's room was empty.

This guy was still in the file management room downstairs. Bai Liu looked down at the time.

The time he planned for Mu Ke was from noon to 9:15 pm, a total of nine hours and fifteen minutes. According to Mu Ke's fastest memory speed, he could memorize three hundred to five hundred medical records before the nurses changed shifts - this was the record of the number of children in the orphanage that Bai Liu obtained from his real world, and the estimated number of "Investor" medical records that might be in the medical record room.

There is still about an hour and a half left.

At this point Mu Ke should use the keyboard to contact him, but - Bai Liu touched his bald neck. He had already given the game manager to Xiao Bai Liu. He couldn't get in touch with Mu Ke, and it was impossible for him to find out about Mu Ke's situation now, nor could he tell Mu Ke any information that could help him.

Medical record management office.

Mu Ke covered his mouth and searched for his memory in the dusty file room. He didn't know how long he had been in this dark place. This place didn't have a clock like the ward. Mu Ke could only occasionally look at the direction of the patrol nurse outside to judge what time it was.

Seeing a nurse walking towards the cafeteria, Mu Ke became a little nervous - this meant it was already dinner time.

At this point, Miao Feichi and the others should have returned. Mu Ke quickly opened his system backpack. He was about to fiddle with the keyboard to ask Bai Liu when he saw the keyboard move.

【enter】——This means to enter, which should mean that you have returned.

Mu Ke pulled out a [backspace] and a [?] key cap, which is a back key and a question mark. He meant [Am I coming back now?], and then put the key cap back.

Bai Liu's reply came quickly: [end][? ]

Mu Ke replied helplessly: [N] [O].

The number of medical records here is more than he imagined. Mu Ke simply looked through the names. It was a bit difficult for him to remember so many random names, not to mention remembering the child corresponding to each name, the time when the illness occurred, and the specific information.

At this time Mu Ke had to be thankful for Bai Liu's foresight. After a good night's sleep, he was able to remember such tedious details much more efficiently and clearly. However, he still couldn't finish memorizing them in one afternoon - because the medical records here were too long!

Each patient here also records the detailed diagnosis process in other hospitals. The medical history of each patient is extremely complicated because they have been treated by many doctors before being declared incurable. The medical records are so complicated that they are equivalent to a small book.

Bai Liu sent another message: [9][1][5].

Mu Ke understood that this was a request for him to return home at 9:15 after the nurses finished their shift.

But this presents a serious problem. Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang have already returned, and they might run into Mu Ke on the way.

Mu Ke: [v][p][? ]

The one Mu Ke used was PVP, but because there was only one [p] on the keyboard, he used the second half. However, he thought that Bai Liu, a game player, should be able to understand it.

PVP is the abbreviation of player VS player in the game, which means a game between players. Mu Ke is asking him what to do if he meets hostile players like Miao Feichi on the road and needs to fight against them?

This time, the other party was silent for a longer time, as if trying to understand what he meant. Mu Ke waited beside the keyboard a little confused, and then received a very cold reply.

White willow; 【L】【F】【G】.

Mu Ke couldn't help but gasp when he saw these three letters. He didn't understand them.

After a while, Mu Ke finally found the meaning of this word from his memory - LFG is the abbreviation of the gaming term "Looking for group" in multiplayer online games, which means looking for players to form a team.

But this term is rarely used. It is an abbreviation of gaming terminology used in large-scale online games many years ago. Now more people use voice to invite teams, or directly send team invitations.

Thanks to Mu Ke's good memory and his research on games, he was able to recall the meaning of the abbreviation. He pondered it for a moment - Bai Liu meant that if he met Miao Feichi, he should not panic or be hostile, but calmly ask him to join a team.

Translated, it means asking Mu Ke to pretend that he is Mu Ke. Although it sounds weird, this is roughly what it means.

However, Bai Liu also told Mu Ke last night that Miao Gaojiang might be suspicious of their identities today. The identity of [Mu Ke] is not absolutely safe, but to attack them, they have to wait until at least 9:15 tonight for Miao Feichi's stamina to recover and use advanced skills.

Without the cooperation of the main attacker, the Miao Gao zombie will not attack them for the time being.

Because they had used up one of Miao Feichi's ultimate skills when they forced their way into the ICU at 9:15 last night, Miao Feichi's physical strength today could not be restored by potions, and he was in a state of automatic recovery where he was forced to sit on the bench.

If Mu Ke sneaks into the file room, he can come out just in time for the nurses' shift change at 9:15. If he encounters Miao Feichi, it will be in the last few minutes of his stamina gauge cooling down, so Mu Ke is safe before 9:15.

Everything fits perfectly, not even a millimeter is wrong.

Mu Ke let out a long sigh. Everything went just right under Bai Liu's arrangement. He couldn't find out when Bai Liu started to make the plan. Mu Ke even felt that Miao Feichi's rampage and use of the S skill to deplete his stamina bar last night was all part of Bai Liu's plan.

Even though they almost died last night because of Miao Feichi's rampage.

But today, whether it was the children's side or his side, a brief peace was maintained because he was unable to use his personal skills today due to Miao Feichi's rampage last night.

This protects the safety of both children and the muko.

Mu Ke felt as if, without him realizing it, Bai Liu had calculated every detail to maximize his advantage.