I Became a God in a Horror Game: 139. Bureau of Dangerous Heresy (day +87)
There are other things that Bai Liu finds strange - he can't use props in the real world at will, because the system has restrictions on him.
Except for a few props related to the realization of desires that can be used directly in reality without restriction after exchange, most of the props cannot be used in reality and will be restricted by the system, just like before Bai Liu was also restricted in using his skills in reality.
Usually, the higher the level of props and skills, the more restrictions the players have to use in reality.
The prop that Bai Liu used in reality was the previous Blood Ganoderma lucidum.
The blood ganoderma can't be used directly, the system warned him, but after the warning, Bai Liu clearly felt that the coin attached to the cross vibrated twice, and he could use it, although he didn't know the specifics. What happened, but it should be what the mysterious evil **** Tavel did, so that Bai Liu could use the blood Ganoderma lucidum.
But even under the protection of the evil god, many of Bai Liu's props cannot be used directly.
But this Tang Erda, judging from his tone, seems to be able to use props casually beyond the system's restrictions in reality.
In this case, Bai Liu thinks there are two possibilities:
The first is because of Tang Erda's special time travel status, which allowed him to escape the system's review and restrictions.
But Bai Liu thinks this possibility is unlikely, because if this person has already escaped the restrictions of the system, he will not be a player anymore. Tang Er has obviously seen his little TV, which proves that Tang Er Playing is still in the game.
The second possibility is that Tang Erda is not an item obtained from the system at all.
This person is likely to have a thorough insight into the nature of the game, props, evil, and reality.
Tang Erda is very likely to use local materials, he took advantage of his profession - the captain of the third detachment of the heresy danger management department, he can completely use the evil things that landed in the dungeon in the real world, and was After collecting this heresy danger management department, use it as your own item.
Bai Liu discovered before that after clearing a game copy, the monsters are rewarded props that are generally related to the monsters, and sometimes even the monsters themselves.
For example, the items rewarded in the previous dungeon of "Siren Town" were fish scales, amulets, and fish bones; The item rewarded by Love Welfare Institute is blood ganoderma lucidum.
It seems that the game deliberately rewards players with these evil things that cause all disasters as rewards for completing tasks, and then allows players to bring them back to reality for use.
That priceless mirror suddenly appeared, and the secret recipe of blood ganoderma suddenly discovered by those investors in the orphanage—as if something existed, deliberately making these things arouse the most evil and craziest desires in people's hearts. Things are continuously transported to reality with the help of the player's hub, which is dazzled by his own desires-this is likely to be the way the game loads a copy in reality.
The interface of an evil thing—this is Tang Erda's vocabulary to describe Bai Liu.
I have to say, this is a very appropriate word to describe, constantly wandering between the game and reality, players who use evil things in reality in order to realize their desires, these players act as the game to load reality The medium of the dungeon's core evil is indeed like an interface.
And if this person is a believer of an evil god, then he must be a very efficient interface—because the frequency and speed of loading evil objects into reality through him must be unprecedentedly high.
Because under the protection of the evil god, Bai Liu is less restricted than other players in reality, and he has already felt this.
If it is possible to make a profit... Bai Liu's eyes darkened for a moment.
"This is really a very imaginative future." He stroked his chin and thought deeply, "Is this considered smuggling of illegally controlled items? Is it illegal?"
After thinking about the nature of this industry for a while, Bai Liu had to admit with regret—it should be against the law, and if Lu Yizhan finds out that he might be read to death, forget it.
But if he in other timelines doesn't have Lu Yizhan, a friend who can miss the dead, then Bai Liu feels that he may choose to be a smuggler—he won't choose to directly use these evil things for profit, it's too inefficient up.
Smuggle these evil things into the real world more quickly, and then charge patents and smuggling fees to people in related industries. He can own the profits earned from all-channel evil goods... Just think about it Bai Liu feels sorry for herself now - this is a good way to make money.
It's a pity that it's not legal—from Tang Erda's attitude, it can be seen that they have already touched the interface of this evil thing in the later stage, and he should have died quite badly.
Bai Liu flipped through his system panel again, and found that without the protection of fish scales and crosses, he was indeed unable to use any special props, and he also could not use personal skills—it is now impossible to use skills to trade with people no more.
Sitting in the small black room, not knowing what time it is, Bai Liu sighed in his heart, Tang Er is worthy of being an opponent who has fought against him many times. It's over.
It can be seen that I have suffered many losses under his hands, and I really hate him.
It's not that Bai Liu didn't think about asking other people for help, but Tang Er wouldn't leave any room for someone like Tang Er.
If he guessed correctly, Tang Erda will have other people to accompany him soon--his tone of talking about [Wandering Circus] is not good.
I hope these people can understand the meaning of the last text message he sent to them before he was caught and confiscated his mobile phone. Bai Liu doesn't really want to see his property also be taken into this base.
Bai Liu leaned against the wall and slowly closed her eyes.
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University C, the third floor of the second dormitory.
Mu Sicheng stared blankly at the opposite bed that was rolled up in a white cloth—it was Liu Huai's bed. After he logged out, Liu Huai had an accident and was taken by the police for questioning. He had just returned.
Even Bai Liu, a pickpocket, may have taken into account the mental shock that Mu Sicheng had endured, so he let him go today and did not let him enter the game immediately. Bai Liu just sent a text message to Mu Sicheng saying that he would Will enter the game, let him take a good rest first, did not say when he will enter the game.
But Mu Sicheng couldn't take a good rest at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Liu Huai being hit by the bus and bleeding all over the place appeared in his mind.
He stared straight at the message on his mobile phone that Bai Liu sent him at 9:16 in the evening. Mu Sicheng knew all the words in this message, but when they were connected in series, he was like It's like having a reading comprehension disorder, unable to recognize these words.
[Beware of roses and hunters, I may die in the hands of hunters, don't wait for me, get out of here]
What does this mean?
This emptied of emotions lasted until someone knocked on the door of Mu Sicheng's dormitory.
Mu Sicheng stood up in a daze and opened the door directly: "Third brother, didn't you bring the key to the dormitory..."
His voice was stopped, and Mu Sicheng met the policemen in dark gray special uniforms outside the door.
The policeman held something behind his waist with one hand, and looked directly at Mu Sicheng vigilantly: "Student Mu Sicheng, we have something to ask you directly, please come with us."
Mu Sicheng paused for a moment, and then said: "I just came back from recording the statement, haven't you finished asking all the questions you want to ask? Can you ask me tomorrow if you have anything else to ask? I'm very tired, I I want to rest."
He was referring to the incident with Liu Huai.
"We are not from the traffic department." The policeman showed him his ID, "You are related to another very serious social accident, please cooperate with our investigation."
Mu Sicheng's somewhat distracted eyes swept over the policeman's waist, and then fell on the ID card that the other party held up for him as if he hadn't recovered.
He muttered to himself: "The members of the third team of the dangerous heresy investigation field..."
Mu Sicheng was silent for a while after reading.
"Although I don't know what department you are, and I don't understand why I was suddenly involved in some serious social accident, but I will cooperate with your investigation." Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, he was very He touched his face wearily, "But can I go to the toilet before I leave? I stayed at the police station for a day to make a statement, and I was never allowed to go to the toilet and kept drinking water. I just came back. "
The policeman looked at Mu Sicheng with some hesitation for a while.
The face of this college student is very exposed, exhausted, and he feels that he can fall asleep at any time while holding the door.
It seems that the roommate in the same dormitory died strangely in front of him this morning, which caused great mental trauma to this young man named Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng doesn't look like a heretic in human form at all, he is more like a normal person who is implicated by someone who is driven crazy by heresy.
Considering that our captain is not always reliable when catching heretics, he drank so much wine tonight...
"Okay." The policeman hesitated for two seconds, and finally let go, "I'll give you a minute, and you can't close the toilet door."
"I'm a citizen. I even have to look at the toilet. You guys should give me some privacy right?!" She shrugged her shoulders indifferently and agreed, "Okay, if you don't feel inferior after reading it."
Mu Sicheng opened the toilet door of the dormitory, and the moment he pulled down the zipper of his jeans, because of the joke he said before, the policeman guarding the door turned his eyes a little uncomfortably. In an instant, Mu Sicheng's tired and loose eyes turned sharp, and he quickly kicked the door of the bathroom sideways, locking the policeman who hadn't reacted yet.
Then when the police yelled to open the door, Mu Sicheng hung his tight arms on the shower and shook his body for a while, then swayed his feet together, and kicked open the vent viciously. Following the strength of the shaking, Sicheng slipped out of the air vent smoothly.
The moment the guarding policeman kicked open the bathroom door, he looked at the smashed air vent, poked his head out solemnly, and spoke into the walkie-talkie: "Report, the humanoid heretic with the proposed number 004 I just escaped from the bathroom vent on the 6th floor and disappeared, did you see the escaping humanoid heretic No. 004?"
"No!" said the walkie-talkie, "We were guarding all four directions of the dormitory building. We only saw that the vent on the 6th floor was exploded 1 minute and 17 seconds ago, but we did not observe any Something escaped from the vent,"
Only the ventilation was opened, but no one was seen coming out of it, which meant that Mu Sicheng disappeared out of thin air in the bathroom.
Really heresy!
The policeman took a deep breath: "Report, the planned number is 004. It is said that the heretic who is good at stealing escaped due to my personal negligence. I will be punished when I go back. Inform other teams to be careful to arrest Team Tang Those heretics named tonight!"
"They're all cunning!"
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In the hospital corridor.
The policeman in charge of guarding Liu Jiayi outside her ward was communicating with the team members of the special department who came suddenly.
"Are you...?" The policeman guarding Liu Jiayi looked at these well-armed and well-trained visitors in surprise.
The team members in dark gray uniforms showed their IDs: "We belong to the dangerous heresy investigation department. We have taken over the blood ganoderma case that has caused great social impact, and Liu Jiayi is an important witness in the blood ganoderma case. In order to ensure her safety, we will secretly transfer her to our base tonight, and it is inconvenient for us to disclose too much specific information, you can directly ask your superiors to confirm our identity."
The two policemen guarding Liu Jiayi glanced suspiciously at the weapons carried by the visiting team members.
Handcuffs and wrist cuffs, all staff were armed with guns, and if they read correctly, they also brought anesthesia needles and steel cages. There were also two or three armored vehicles covered in green tarpaulins parked outside the hospital.
This is not like a posture to transfer important witnesses, it is more like a posture to arrest important criminal suspects.
After the two policemen called and their superiors confirmed that these people who came were really from the regular department, they let them go with suspicion.
The group put on the gas masks quickly and neatly, which startled the other two policemen again.
This group of people not only brought them themselves, but also distributed two to the two confused policemen, asking them to bring them, and persuaded them: "Comrade, when we break out later, if there are black The mist diffuses from the ward, you must hide far away, don’t inhale or touch it, try to stand in the channel where the wind convection velocity is relatively high, it is poisonous.”
"Is there a leak of harmful gas somewhere in the hospital?" Two confused policemen asked.
"No, it's much scarier than that." The team member of the third team leaning against the door took a deep breath and gestured to the other team members—one, two, three!
The door of the ward was flung open, and the team members quickly fanned out in the ward, holding up the gun to surround the bulging ball on the bed.
The leading team member was about to shoot, but soon he realized something was wrong, and raised his hand to make a motion pause gesture: "Wait."
He stepped forward step by step, pointed the gun at the small group on the hospital bed, and then suddenly lifted the quilt under the nervous eyes of all the team members - inside the quilt was a pillow that was about the size of Liu Jiayi The ugly doll stuck out her tongue and laughed badly, as if she was laughing at the group of team members who had been busy all night and hadn't caught anything.
"Where is Liu Jiayi?!" The leading team member looked at the two policemen outside the ward.
The two policemen were also stunned: "Look at the surveillance, she has been sleeping on the hospital bed! The doors and windows are closed, where can she go?"
Liu Jiayi disappeared completely in a sealed ward.
The leading team member let out a sigh of frustration, and reported to the walkie-talkie: "Report, the proposed number is 601, the arrest of heretics with poisonous gas hazards failed."
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Mujia villa area.
Sitting on the sofa, the members of the third team looked at Mu Ke, who was holding his heart, with a headache.
Muke frowned and bit his lower lip, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his hands were tightly clutching his heart, beside Muke's father and mother were there, circling Muke nervously, Muke Dad also called two hospital teams to come over. Both Mu's father and Mu's mother looked at the uninvited guest sitting on the sofa with a very hostile look.
Papa Mu brought up the teacup, this is the third time he served tea to see off guests tonight, his tone was so cold that he seemed to be threatening: "I don't know what dispute my son is involved in, he has a heart Patients, usually do not step out of the gate, and even two steps can scare our hearts, how can we be involved in what you call a major social accident?"
"Take him here, don't say whether you have the qualifications, if something happens to my son, can you afford this responsibility?!"
Speaking of this, Papa Mu threw the tea cup on the coffee table, blowing his beard and staring: "Don't think that I, Mu Jingwu, can be kneaded casually by others. It is impossible for you to take my son away. If you want to take my son away, show me the relevant evidence and specific certificates. Giving me a certificate from a department I don’t know is like arresting someone. Have you never read a book?!"
Muke lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and feigning pain in his heart, narrowed one eye to see the ugly and embarrassing expressions of the team members sitting on the opposite side of the sofa, and the corner of his mouth slightly turned up.
But he was quickly pushed down by Mu Ke himself. He frowned and lay on the back of the sofa, his face was almost transparent, and he looked as fragile as if these team members could kill him with a single touch.
The team members are also having a headache, but they really don't have a good way to deal with Muke.
The unreliable captain of the Tang team said that Mu Ke is not a heretic in the strict sense, but he must be arrested.
Because Mu Ke didn't have the ability to attack others in other timelines, he was more of a spokesperson for Bai Liu, relying on his excellent memory to process and sell all kinds of things that were born in Bai Liu's hands. heresy.
Although Mu Ke has no skills, he plays a very important role. He is an intermediate hub and transfer point of Bailiu's gold-swallowing network built by relying on evil things, and is the manager of Bailiu's underground criminal team.
For so many years, Bai Liu relied on Mu Ke to contact other people under him and pass on information. Bai Liu hid himself well. The lunatic of wealth, but in the end they found that Mu Ke was just a card played by Bai Liu on the bright side, and he, the real king of ghost cards, was hidden in a deeper place.
Muke has been relying on illness for many years and the people from the Bureau of Heretics have muddled the water and pretended to be stupid. Once something goes wrong, he will go to the ground, close his eyes and start cheating. They have to send Muke to the hospital for treatment. Su Chou's hair stood up in anger.
It's the same this time.
Muke is different from others. He has a father with a prominent status and a natural protective layer against diseases.
Tang Erda forcibly arrested Mu Ke, which did not meet the requirement that a heresy must have a harmful impact on human beings, and the department could not bear the consequences of forcibly arresting Mu Ke. After all, Mu Ke's heart disease is real Yes, the identity is not simple. If this person dies in the Bureau of Heresy, it will be a very tricky matter.
Mu Ke, an unskilled heart patient, looks as fragile as a cat made of crystal, but in the eyes of members of the third team in other timelines, Mu Ke is a patient who does all kinds of evil, heinous, insidious and cunning.
But this is not the case, because as Tang Erda said, Bai Liu protected the people around him very well, just like Mu Ke was well protected.
Muke, no matter inside or outside the game, he has never killed anyone or hurt anyone directly from the beginning to the end. His hands have never been stained with blood. He is only responsible for negotiating, doing business, and running the guild. It may be because of empathy. , he even saved many unskilled players who were desperate in the game.
This is also the reason why it is difficult for the Bureau of Heresy to deal with Mu Ke in other timelines—because in a narrow sense, Mu Ke has not had any harmful effects on humans, and to some extent he is just an ordinary person.
Muke only invests in some projects that he thinks are very good. He can say that he does not know what the consequences of investing in these things will be. After all, Muke has invested in quite a few projects, many of which he has not even checked carefully. Of course Ke could say that he didn't know these things were evil.
Because it doesn't look like it either.
At a glance, these things are ordinary mushrooms, no special antique mirrors, and beautifully crafted mermaid sculptures.
Mu Ke thought the project was good, so he voted for it. He didn't even participate in the specific process, so he must be judged as a heretic, unless Mu Ke himself admits it.
Just like now.
For Liu Jiayi, Mu Sicheng, and Bai Liu, these three, Tang Erda can definitely hold evidence of crimes, and have already caused harmful effects on human beings. For heretics who take the initiative to commit crimes, they can be directly and forcibly arrested .
But for Muke, no.
Tang Erda has never been able to tell whether Mu Ke was deceived, or whether he took the initiative to collude with Bai Liu.
There is no direct evidence in each timeline to prove whether Mu Ke is subjectively willing to help Bai Liu, or just a poor man who was coerced by Bai Liu and worked as a minion for a tiger. The boundary between good and evil lies in Mu Ke. Oddly blurred.
The members of the third detachment tried their best to invite Mu Ke to the base to cooperate with the investigation, but Mu Ke's father refused to obey him. Due to some special relationships, the members of the third team finally returned home.
Seeing these team members turning around and leaving with serious faces, Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa and pretending to be sick, sat up. message to him.
[Be careful of the rose and the hunter, I may die in the hands of the hunter, don't wait for me, get out of here].
Mu Ke gripped the phone tightly with an ugly face.
Dead at the hands of a hunter? Are the group of people who came to catch them tonight the [Hunters]? Has Bai Liu been arrested?