Chapter 94 White Pebble 2 He saw a white bird perch in his arms...
An Rao, who had just finished taking a shower, sank into the chair wearing a loose bathrobe. Water droplets dripped down the ends of his silver hair, wetting the collar of his bathrobe. He gently fiddled with the stones with his wet fingertips, but had no idea what was going on.
The tiny stones spun and collided at his fingertips, disorderly and randomly, one stone spun and hit another stone, making a small and crisp golden and jade sound, and the two stones stopped pressing against each other. It was just such a coincidence that the silver lines on one stone extended all the way, smoothly transitioning along the edge of the stone to the other stone, and the lines were smooth and fluid as if they were originally one stone.
An Rao sat up straight suddenly, and moved closer to the two stones to observe them carefully. The lines on the stones were not independent, but were intertwined and connected to each other, as if these stones were not independent individuals, but were broken apart.
An Rao's brain buzzed, and a tingling sensation of a puzzle being solved suddenly flowed from the top of his head along his spine all the way to the bottom. With trembling hands, he tried to put the four pebbles on the table together. They were not independent pebbles, they were once one! Moreover, since they were written into the rules, they must be related to the secret of the amusement park!
An Rao had a hunch that if he could put all these stones that should have been destroyed back together, he might be able to unlock the secret of the amusement park.
The lines on the stones were fine and dense. An Rao spent a long time and finally pieced the four stones together according to the lines. The resulting shape was a bit strange, a hollow shape with four protruding strips, which looked a bit like a white four-cornered starfish with the center dug out.
"What is this?" An Rao looked at the strange new artwork on the table, puzzled.
Under the creamy warm light of the floor lamp, the cracks on the four-cornered hollow starfish suddenly lit up, emitting a silver fluorescence as if a tiny electric current was passing through. An Rao thought he was seeing things and rubbed his eyes hard, only to find that what he saw in front of him was a strangely shaped white stone. The dreamlike and fleeting lights seemed to be just an illusion caused by his excessive fatigue.
In room 1430, Baichuan had been standing in front of the window for a long time. The pale sky turned dark in an instant, as if a button was pressed. Baichuan had heard people discuss that this was an unnatural and abnormal alternation of day and night, but what was natural was something Baichuan didn't know. He couldn't remember anything. Unlike himself who was at ease in the amusement projects, he felt that all his thinking was almost bound in the amusement park. Apart from the most basic survival needs and the instruction to find Anrao, he knew almost nothing and didn't recognize anything.
This is abnormal, but Kashiwa doesn't know what caused this abnormality.
Room 1430 was at the end of the west wing of the hotel. It was the most remote room with the worst view. But even so, he could still see the huge glass cover in the center of the amusement park's Happy Plaza, shining brightly under the colorful lights of the amusement park.
The lights reflected on the smooth crystal glass were like rivers of light. Baichuan knew that the glass cover was covering a dry fountain. There was no water, only a pure white fountain eye. However, he felt inexplicably familiar with it and even had the urge to lift the cover.
Suddenly, a sudden heart palpitation hit Baichuan, and he was unable to move in the severe pain. The pain was so heartbreaking, as if his entire soul was about to be torn apart.
"Ah!" Baichuan hugged his aching head and fell on the thick carpet with a low roar. His head hurt, his body hurt, his soul hurt, it hurt so much that he almost left his body and it hurt so much that he almost shattered!
The extreme pain that exceeded the human endurance limit made Baichuan fall into hallucinations. In the hallucinations, he saw many fragments, including the origin of the universe, the falling and emerging of stars, and the birth and extinction of countless world lines. He felt a great sadness as worlds disappeared one after another...
He saw a white bird perched in his arms. Under the pure white feathers was a small warm, soft, furry body. He saw the white bird touching his face affectionately with its forehead. A tear slid across his face and splashed onto the white bird, then rolled down its white feathers and turned into a golden ring on the bird's feet.
Although these memories were so fragmented, and even the time was reversed, they were not enough for him to understand the cause and effect of the whole thing, and could not make him remember how he fell into his current situation, but he still remembered very firmly that the white bird that gave him comfort and peace, the white bird that he had to protect at the cost of his own life, was An Rao!
The white feather by his ear belonged to the little stupid bird. It was the only feather left after the bird sacrificed itself to save him from death. The only thing he could do for it was to use the last bit of his soul to inject the clear and beautiful soul of the little bird into the body of an abandoned dying baby boy, and carve a unique peace amulet on his lower back where it would least be noticed to protect him from being harmed by evil spirits. He struggled to give him the name Anrao.
I wish him a long night of peace and many benefits. I hope he will have a safe and happy life.
Even though he was captured by the evil god, his bruised and battered body was burned into white stone, and his dying soul was trapped in a secret room, unable to break free, that last wisp of his soul always maintained a trace of clarity in the purgatory-like burning pain, just to see that the innocent and beautiful little white bird could live freely in the world without pain and sorrow.
An Rao...
In room 1429, An Rao stared at the strange white avant-garde art stone ornament in a trance. It was obviously incomplete, and where were the remaining fragments?
His hand followed the silver lines on the stone all the way down, until his fingertips paused at a particular line. This line… looked familiar.
An Rao frowned as he looked at the silver cracks under his fingertips, and his brain suddenly went silent.
It was a small twisted crack that was not very noticeable, but if you zoomed in you would see that it was in the shape of a heart, and he had seen the same shape before!
In the Zheng family mansion, on the first night when he was bewitched and had to take a bath with Bai Chuan, he saw it on Bai Chuan's back! At that time, he thought that it was really a contrast for such a cold and hard cool guy like Bai Chuan to have a small peach heart on his back. Now, he actually found a pattern similar to the cracks on Bai Chuan's back in the pattern made of these four white stones?
Thinking of Baichuan's blank memory, An Rao's intuition began to alarm wildly. He must find the other white stones. They are not only related to the amusement park but also to Baichuan. Since it involves Baichuan, he must find out no matter what!
White stones are objects that are clearly written into the rules of the "Guide to the Garden". Will other players have encountered them? You must know the whereabouts of these stones, regardless of whether they have been broken by other players.
An Rao stared solemnly at the broken stone Venus on the table. After a moment, he tore off his bathrobe, changed into his usual clothes, opened the door and walked out.
Late at night, the happy restaurant turns into a bar, offering all kinds of alcohol that will make people's adrenaline rush. It is a reward for the winners who have fought hard in the game. But in fact, not all players have the capital to get drunk, because alcohol is a more luxurious commodity than human life here, because it is expensive and unnecessary.
It is not easy to save a life in the game, and it is even rarer to make a lot of money through the game. To exchange the points in your pocket for alcohol? This is something that most players who are struggling to make ends meet would not even dare to think about.
Now, the only players who can indulge in debauchery and party all night long in bars are basically from a few large organizations, and among them, the believers are the most arrogant and extravagant.
When An Rao pushed open the door of the restaurant, all the believers were partying inside, celebrating that they had once again cooperated tacitly to complete a perfect sniping. Not only did they break through the game and directly wipe out all the members of a small organization, but they also looted all the points of those players before they died! It was a textbook-level burning, killing and looting.
Amid the deafening sound of music, a group of scantily clad men and women are flirting with the music. In this winner-takes-all lawless amusement park, all desires are infinitely magnified, and lust is the most insignificant thing.
An Rao walked through the pairs of disgusting women with an expressionless face and stopped in front of a low table at the deepest part of the bar.
Unlike other tables filled with all kinds of colorful drinks, this low table only had a glass of ordinary water. There was only one person sitting on the dark purple sofa behind the low table, a middle-aged man wearing a silver-gray suit and with meticulously combed hair.
"Mr. Tan, do you need me to kick this guy out?" A man grabbed An Rao's arm tightly and asked humbly.
"No need." Mr. Tan didn't move at all. He just smiled at the young man in white shirt and black pants. His eyes were as sharp and greedy as a hawk. "Bring a chair to this gentleman."
"Bang!" A wooden chair fell heavily next to An Rao.
"Thank you." An Rao calmly sat down under the hostile gaze, not taking the threats around him seriously at all. "I haven't seen you for a while. Uncle Tan has become Master Tan. The number of believers has grown quite well. Congratulations."
"I can save everyone's lives and make everyone rich. Of course, I will succeed without a doubt." Uncle Tan smiled elegantly, the black snake tattoo on his wrist faintly visible, the black snake covered with golden scales.
"That believer is really good news for players." An Rao smiled slightly, still sitting upright in the chair. As a lawyer, he knew very well that his purpose could not be exposed too early. Even if he was talking nonsense, he had to keep the rhythm of the negotiation firmly in his own hands.
"So now the threshold for joining the believers has become much higher." Uncle Tan's low-key silver suit glowed faintly in the depths of the bar, low-key and luxurious. He seemed like a dormant snake, secretly observing and evaluating the taste of the prey in front of him.
"It seems that I have no chance to join." An Rao pretended to have misunderstood Uncle Tan's implication and sighed weakly.
"Master Tan, since this kid is not here to join the believers, why are we wasting time talking to him? Just let me chase him away!" A young man wearing a ripped denim vest and with tattoos all over his arms roared in a low voice. As he spoke, his big hands had already firmly clamped An Rao's thin shoulders, causing An Rao to shiver in pain.
"Don't be rude," Uncle Tan was like a god among the believers. With just one sentence, the young man let go, glared at An Rao fiercely, and walked aside.
"Doctor Lin is really capable. Not only did he get through four games single-handedly, he also protected those useless followers." Uncle Tan looked at An Rao with an admiration that he didn't need to hide. "If Doctor Lin is willing, believers are welcome at any time."
"Thank you," An Rao was still relaxed, as if he came here just because he wanted to drink a glass of wine, and happened to run into believers partying here, so he came to say hello. "I was able to survive four games by chance, and it was inseparable from my friends' life and death together and never abandoning me. Similarly, I will not abandon them."
"Oh? So Dr. Lin, why are you here so late instead of taking a good rest?" Uncle Tan put away the smile on his face and his expression became cold.
"I want to buy a piece of news." An Rao also stopped chatting and turned cold, too lazy to show any expression to the venomous snake.
“What if I don’t sell it?”
"It won't do you any harm, and you can name your price."
"Do you think I'm short of money?" Uncle Tan suddenly laughed, leaned forward, squinted his eyes and approached An Rao who was sitting across the table, "Okay, but I don't want the points."
"What do you want?" An Rao asked coldly. He knew that Uncle Tan was not easy to deal with, and there was a high probability that he still resented him for rejecting him before, but he didn't want money, so what did he want?
"I want Dr. Lin to have a drink with me," Uncle Tan waved to the younger brothers standing behind An Rao, and they understood and left. "After all, I also want to thank Dr. Lin for sending me a good assistant."
An Rao frowned: "Zhang Yong?"
"He's a ruthless man who dares to do anything." Uncle Tan leaned back on the sofa again, crossed his hands and placed them leisurely on his legs, "It's a pity that God is jealous of talented people..."
Zhang Yong died. This was an ending that was not unexpected for An Rao. God was jealous of talented people. Whether it was because of Zhang Yong's rotten nature or because of Uncle Tan's cruelty, he was destined not to live long.
"Bang!" A box of wine was placed in front of An Rao. There were all kinds of wine in it. The younger brother made a "please" gesture provocatively and then stood behind An Rao triumphantly.
"Don't worry, this is an amusement park. We don't have the opportunity or materials to do anything. Wine is wine," Uncle Tan smiled kindly, "Doctor Lin can choose whatever he wants to drink."
"After all, whatever you want to drink first, you'll have to drink it all eventually."
An Rao looked at the wine in front of him, was silent for a while and asked: "I can drink, but how do I know that you have the information I want?"
"It's very simple. Believers are now the largest organization in this amusement park with the most members and the most game players. No matter what news you want, if I have it, I will tell you. If I don't, then it's even less likely that others will have it, so you can give up as soon as possible."
The colorful liquors emitted a long and colorful glow under the chaotic lights of the bar. It was beautiful, expensive, and dangerous. An Rao knew that he had no choice. He must know the whereabouts of the other white stones, and the believers were his only channel.
"Okay." After a while, the young man in white shirt and black pants agreed.
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