I Became a God in a Horror Game

"Then what are you going to do with... us?" Liu Jiayi shrank back in the seat and buried her head in her knees, "... throw us out of the game, and then what?"

"I'm not throwing you out of the game, you still have things to do for me." Bai Liu looked at Liu Jiayi.

Liu Jiayi raised her head slightly and looked at him with red eyes: "...what's the matter?"

"Because no one has cleared Ice Age yet, that is, no [end] line has appeared, then the time for the game to correspond to reality is stagnant. The dungeon has not been loaded into reality, and there is still room for reality to turn around."

Bai Liu said: "I need you to leave the game to stop that plane from crashing in the South Pole."

Liu Jiayi stretched out her body, and she also realized that there was room for maneuvering in it, she frowned and asked: "But according to the usual routine of loading reality in this game, most of this plane is already over the Antarctic. Time starts to flow, and it doesn't take long for it to crash."

"We can't stop a plane that's about to crash, still in the South Pole."

Bai Liu smiled: "No, someone can."

Liu Jiayi looked up suspiciously: "Who?"

Bai Liu: "Du Sanying."

Tang Erda knocked on the door of the helicopter: "I can already vaguely see the outline of the metal box."

He exhaled a white breath, and his eyebrows and hair were covered with frost, but Tang Erda's expression was even more condensed than these frosts: "——It's the box of the Heresy Processing Bureau."

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Reality, over Antarctica.

The biplane that was about to land had been dialing for a long time and the communication signal was not received. The five escorts on the plane had already noticed something was wrong.

They looked at each other, and an ominous foreboding came to their minds.

"Airplane - zizi - call the ground communication station - zizi - encounter a lot of clouds and air currents, please answer when you hear -"

The radio was still silent, and the air currents on both sides of the wings were getting stronger and more turbulent. The escorts took a deep breath and had to prepare for the worst.

"What's ahead?"

"Ross Sea Area."

"Prepare for a forced landing."

...

Antarctica, the open space in front of the observation station near Dome A.

A group of people wearing conspicuous red jackets, the observers, rubbed their hands and stomped their heads and looked up at the sky. They whispered with each other a little uneasily:

"Didn't you say that today let's check the ice cracks for the plane to land, why hasn't it arrived yet..."

"I don't know, I just came out of the observation station. The liaison inside said that I haven't contacted the pilot for a long time. I have used all means of satellite phones, and there is no signal feedback..."

"Nothing will happen, right?"

...

Heresy Processing Bureau, District 1.

With a tired and tight look on his face, Su Zheng wore a captain's uniform that was a bit too wide for him, walked through the brightly lit corridor at night, and entered a mechanical room at the corner.

There was chaos in the mechanical room. The coffee cups were placed on the table, and several ground communicators who were manipulating the instrument table were staring at the big screen.

These people are now blue and black, and they feel that they will die suddenly if they tilt their heads at any time.

Captain Su attached great importance to the matter of escorting corpses, and the people below naturally became nervous.

From the time the escort left the port until now in the sky over Antarctica, the ground communicator has maintained communication throughout the entire process, and has worked overtime for several days without squinting.

But even with this kind of care, when the plane was about to reach the South Pole, and everyone had to breathe a sigh of relief, something suddenly happened.

No matter what means they used, they could no longer contact the escorts on the five planes.

The ground communicator turned back with a pale face: "Captain Su, what should I do?"

Su Zheng has also not closed his eyes since he sent the escort away. He looked at the pure white snow surface of the South Pole detected by the satellite on the big screen, and his brain was blanked for a while by the too dazzling color.

A feeling of powerlessness that could not stop certain predetermined things from happening came to me no matter what.

"So this is the meaning of [Prophet] having supreme authority in the Heresy Processing Bureau." Cen Mingming appeared beside the confused Su Yang at some point.

Su Zheng turned his head and looked over: "Captain Cen..."

Cen Mingming folded his arms and stared at the snow for a while with those eagle-like yellow eyes, then turned to look at Su Zheng: "Because [seeing] is much more important than [doing]."

"—Fate has its own arrangement, and we, the characters on the card, can only obey."

Without looking back, Cen Ming brushed the absent-minded Su Zheng's side: "Get ready to collect the corpses for these five escorts."

"Captain Su, what should I do?"

"Captain Su, are we still in touch?"

"Captain Su..."

"Captain Su..."

Su Zheng closed his eyes, he held the edge of the table, and said in a harsh voice: "You have to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death. Let the Antarctic side prepare search and rescue teams and...body bags."

"Bring people back to me no matter what."

in-game.

Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng alternated Tang Erda to continue to work. The wind was not as strong as before, replaced by the sun with strong ultraviolet light.

In the process of getting closer to the heart, the temperature on the ice continued to rise, and Mu Sicheng was sweating.

"Tsk, what's going on?" Mu Sicheng shook his neckline, sweat and heat rose together, "Why did it suddenly become hot? Can the weather here be a little bit worse?"

Bai Liu squatted down, and he looked at the ice surface that showed obvious signs of melting: "It's not that the weather has suddenly become hot."

"It's because we have to dig out the heart and complete the main mission, so the world starts to warm."

Tang Er hit his head from the helicopter and shouted loudly: "—Bai Liu, the temperature has risen abnormally, and now it's above zero!"

He jumped out of the helicopter and walked in front of Bai Liu in a few steps: "At this rate of temperature rise, the ice surface will melt quickly."

Bai Liu shook his head: "I think not only will it melt quickly, this heart is very likely to be Edmund's core device for building global cooling, and it is also the last item of the [true end] line."

"—If taken out, I suspect this global warming will cause the entire Antarctic ice sheet to melt."

Tang Er frowned: "So, wouldn't Antarctica become a vast ocean?"

Bai Liu looked up at him: "There is more trouble than this."

"If the ice caps melt completely, the Antarctic area will shrink dramatically, and the massive loss of ice and snow will lead to dramatic changes in climate, and extreme weather such as blizzards that obstruct visibility and movement will be greatly reduced. In such a map, we will be more easy to detect."

Bai Liu said: "This will increase the speed at which the spades find us."

Bai Liu's implication was obvious, he had to find a way to hide his heart, otherwise it would be a matter of time before the spades would be found.

Tang Er frowned: "But where to hide, the attack speed and movement speed of spades are too high, and all parts of the entire Antarctic can be probed by him anytime, anywhere, and it is not safe to put your heart anywhere. ."

He had to sigh: "Besides not good at decryption, this guy is really a perfect main attacker."

Bai Liu smiled: "That's it, let's make a puzzle for him."

Tang Er was startled: "What puzzle?"

Bai Liu said, "Hidden trees in the forest."

Scott Hut.

In the rapidly rising temperature, the snow melted around the hut, and it sat in the middle of a wet hill, and the planks were splattered with mud and looked dirty.

When Bai Liu came to visit again, Edmund was amazed: "Have you dug out your heart?"

"Yes." Bai Liu looked at Edmund, he handed the metal box to him, "I have something to trouble the professor."

Edmund took the box and became more and more suspicious: "Is this the box for the heart? Why give it to me?"

Bai Liu smiled: "Professor please do me a favor and hide this heart so that it won't be found by Spades."

Edmund smiled helplessly: "Son, Spade is the player who comes here most often. He may be more familiar with every grass and tree here than I am. I am not sure that I can find a place in Antarctica to hide my heart from spades. Find."

Bai Liu said: "Maybe I have a good place to hide, of course, this place is not perfect, and it may be discovered, but for now in the game of Ice Age, this place should be for spades. The strangest place for him."

Edmund asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

Bai Liu stared at him: "In my body."

"You already have a heart in your body, why is there a place for another heart?" Edmund teased him in a playful tone, "Child, you can't meet love When it comes to using two minds.”

And Bai Liu answered him calmly: "Yes, just dig out my heart."

Edmund was stunned for a while, and he realized that Bai Liu was not joking with him.

His gaze repeatedly looked back and forth between Bai Liu and the box in his hand several times in disbelief, and then he looked up at Bai Liu tremblingly:

"Are you crazy? You want me to take your heart and put it in?!"

"You will become a monster!!" Edmund looked at Bai Liu in disbelief, he raised the box with the heart in his hand and emphasized loudly, "You are a real person, you have a real life, you and The product of a game like mine is completely different."

"You know what you mean by doing this?!" Edmund roared tremblingly.

"If I put a heart into your body, after the heart and you are fully reunited, you will become one, one..."

Edmund panted heavily: "—a monster through and through!"

Bai Liu raised his eyes slightly, he looked at the box held up by Edmund, and then his eyes fell on his face.

"I've always been a monster."

Edmund took two steps back. He looked directly at Bai Liu for a long time, and finally settled down as if tired and sat on the chair.

"But even if you hide your heart in your body, it's not enough." Edmund raised his head, "Spades may also be found. You must know that this guy is good at everything, but he is not good at deciphering..."

"I know." Bai Liu said, "so I prepared a puzzle for him."

"Professor, is there any way for you to prepare a large number of [White Willows], and then perform similar heart operations on everyone inside, enter [me]'s memory before the operation, and then let me hide in it."

Edmund looked at Bai Liu in amazement: "Are you trying to... prepare a multiple-choice question for Spades?"

"That's right." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "And this is a multiple-choice question with no answer."

"—Because every [Bai Liu] here will think that he is the real Bai Liu, and the hidden heart is the real heart. Even I don't know if I am real or fake, and I don't know who the mystery is."

Bai Liu looked down at Edmund: "—As long as you keep producing [Bai Liu], you can fill in the killing speed of spades. This is a puzzle that no one can solve."

"As long as he's out of the game, I'll win."

Edmund sat on the wooden bench and was silent for a long time.

"Do you know what I saw in your face?" Edmund whispered to himself, "I saw the madness of me on the eve of the experiment, at all costs to save the things I love."

Edmund looked up with tears in his eyes. "I'll help you, boy, even if it's wrong."

Bai Liu sincerely thanked: "Thank you, Professor Edmund."

The coastline rose higher and higher, and the ice melted smoother and smoother under the sun's rays, until the last rays of the sun faded from the horizon.

But the temperature keeps rising.

"It's almost ten degrees." Tang Erda took off his jacket. He looked around and frowned, "Why hasn't Bai Liu come back? He didn't mean to go to Edmund with his heart to unlock the final plot, and then destroy it. Heart clearance game to leave?"

Tang Erda didn't go to the cabin with Bai Liu, he didn't know what Edmund said to Bai Liu.

The result of destroying the heart is also unknown.

Liu Jiayi pursed her lips and said nothing, and Mu Ke glanced at her.

Mu Sicheng asked the same question as Tang Erda: "Yes, how long has it been?"

"If he doesn't come back, the water line will soon rise to us." Tang Er took a look at the tile-like ice floes that had been torn apart, "Get on the helicopter first—!!"

Before Tang Erda could speak, a pure black whip swept over with unstoppable force from a distance, entangled the helicopter's landing gear and pulled it back, shaking Tang Erda, who was about to climb onto the helicopter, to the ground.

"Grass!! It's Spades!!!"

Mu Sicheng subconsciously used his skills, spread his monkey claws with both hands, trying to catch the black whip that continued to sweep towards them.

The seemingly fluffy whip smashed into Mu Sicheng's palm, and he felt a pain in which every metacarpal bone of his hands was shattered in an instant. It was almost too late to warn others, and he was thrown directly under the thick layer of ice. .

Mu Sicheng was stabbed in the chest by the remaining force of the whip, choking out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Erda took out his gun without hesitation and started to shoot at the spades quickly. Only at this time did they see the spades shaking their whips and walking out from the clouds.

He held the whip in one hand with a cold expression, flipping his wrist and shaking it quickly, the whip danced in front of him into an almost airtight afterimage, and the bullets shot on the whip with a crisp crackling sound.

In the continuous shooting, Spade's shoulder and whip-wielding right hand were hit - Tang Er's target was obvious, and he wanted to disarm Spades.

This is the conditioned reflex of the professional main attacker to meet the opponent - to control the organs used by the opponent to attack.

Tang Er hit the spades, and blood kept pouring out from the spades. Logically speaking, the spades should have stopped attacking after being hit.

But the spades seemed to have no perception, and still kept moving closer.

Tang Er fought and retreated, and was forced by an unprecedentedly powerful sense of oppression to make his scalp tense. He had to activate the monster form - [Rose Hunter], and switched to an extended revolver to shoot more quickly.

Spades were constantly being shot, and the blood oozing from the surface of the clothes dragged a long trace on the ice.

But he's still getting closer, and he's attacking faster and faster - but he's not targeting people, but the helicopter on the ice.

A few spades smashed the helicopter into pieces, and the "wreckage" of the helicopter was pushed away on the ice with a whip, as if looking for something.

But he didn't seem to find what he wanted. He turned his head and put down the whip, and looked at Tang Erda: "Is your heart not with you?"

Tang Erda also seemed to realize that this guy had no intention of attacking them. He pretended that the gun in his hand could not be turned off instantly and fired two more shots at Spades to test it.

The spade was indeed hit, but he didn't fight back, but stared at Tang Erda with no emotion on his face, as if waiting for his answer.

Tang Er said, "The heart is not with us."

"Oh." Spades gave Tang Er two whips without hesitation, and raised his eyes, "I know you can stop just now, this is to return your two shots."

Tang Erda: "..."

Spades went away after getting the answer.

Mu Sicheng was helped up while vomiting blood. His head was full of question marks: "He just came to ask questions?! So why did you hit me?!"

If the spades were there, he might answer him, intuition--I felt that I should beat Mu Sicheng first, otherwise it would rush up later, which would be very annoying.

But the spades are not there, so Mu Sicheng doesn't know the answer to this question, which may be a good thing for him.

Mu Ke looked at the back of Spades leaving worriedly: "He should be looking for Bai Liu."

"Bai Liu will be fine, he can clear the level as long as he destroys his heart." Liu Jiayi raised his head, "We have to quit the game before he clears the game, so for us, the real time is stagnant, and we can go solve real-world issues."

Tang Erda turned his head sharply to look at Liu Jiayi: "Bai Liu told you how to solve things in reality?"

"He told." Liu Jiayi said.

Tang Er hit a long sigh of relief, with a rare smile on his face: "He always has a way, then let's log out of the game first."

Mu Sicheng also relaxed, and scolded with a smile: "Then if you didn't tell me sooner, you scared me to death. I thought he had an accident."

"But thinking about what can happen to this dog Bai Liu in the game, it's almost the same for me."

Liu Jiayi clenched her fists.

No one questioned Bai Liu's decision, and no one thought that Bai Liu had no choice.

He has always been omnipotent, infallible, without weaknesses.

She believed so too, so she always... wanted to wait.

Maybe Bai Liu will come back suddenly, laughing and saying that everything has been dealt with, and then everyone will log out of the game together.

But now that spades appeared, the whitewashed peace in her heart was shattered, and arrangements had to be made immediately.

She needs to prepare for White Willow's defeat and send the team out of the game before the spades turn back.

Bai Liu's mask-like smile appeared in front of Liu Jiayi, he touched Liu Jiayi's hair, and the smile was hypocritical and warm.

[Jiayi, you are a smart little girl, you know what to do, while I am away, I will temporarily hand over the team to you. 】

[You were originally trained by Hearts as the second tactician, and now I think you completely feel that you have the ability to assume this position. 】

He praised her with a smile: [Because there is no one more suitable for this position than you, Jiayi. 】

Liu Jiayi gritted her teeth, raised her head and ordered, "Log out of the game immediately!!"

coast.

Scott's hut was completely submerged in the water, and the spades that came on the ice floe looked down at the abandoned wooden hut dangling under the water.

Spades untied the heavy jacket and spikes, jumped into the water, he swam into the small wooden house in the water, and passed by, a strange feeling caught the spades, he nimbly tilted his head to the side, A pure white bone whip protruded from behind his ear.

Bai Liu, who was in a white shirt and suit pants, smiled and looked at him underwater, and his subordinates stabbed a second time without any pause.

Spades flicked his hand open, he noticed that there was blood oozing out of Bai Liu's chest, so Spades simply stretched out his hand to grab the neckline, and opened Bai Liu's shirt.

The buttons of the shirt were torn apart in the water, floating everywhere, and there was a long scar spanning the entire right chest in front of Bai Liu's thin and white chest.

This scar seems to have just appeared, and it has not healed yet, and the dense blood threads are pulled out from the scar like unrecovered thread ends.

Spades stared at the scar for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Bai Liu, and at the moment when Bai Liu rushed towards him, he grabbed his neck, then folded his palms and strangled the opponent.

[corpse] falls down.

Spades opened his mouth in the water, and bubbles overflowed from the corners of his lips. He commented: "Inferior quality."

He emerged from the water and turned ashore.

Spades looked at the dark water bottom and frowned rarely: "It's so troublesome..."

This one, Bai Liu, prepared a bunch of imitations exactly like himself to hide in the water.

And these imitations are completely melted in this South Pole, and it is very difficult to kill in a map with water everywhere-killing the weakness of these monsters, whether it is burning or strong acid, is a difficult condition to achieve.

Then this white willow also hid his heart in his body, but these [white willows] couldn't finish killing them and couldn't kill them. After hitting one, the other one would soon come back to life and come out.

... Even if the real Bai Liu is caught out of the monster pile, with everyone having the same memory, Bai Liu probably doesn't know which [Bai Liu] has the real heart hidden in his body.

This is a game designed to be unsolvable.

Spades didn't like this unsolvable game of whack-a-mole, so he sat on the ice for a while with his eyes open, water dripping from his chin.

He's not good at this situation, like he's not good at dealing with tacticians.

This man named Bai Liu should be a pretty good tactician, because this is the first tactician to trap him with his own body.

Most of the time, it's the tactician who has a headache for spades, both in and out of the game.

Spades sat on the bank for a long time, then he stood up and his eyes stayed on the calm water for a long, long time.

[There is no unsolvable game in this world. 】

Someone smiled and said in his ear, leaning on his shoulder and looking up at him, a vile and innocent gamer in his dark eyes.

But Spades doesn't remember what he looks like or who he is.

He just remembered what he had said to him.

[The game that was designed and presented to a certain person is hoped that that person can solve it, so there is no game without a solution in this world. 】

[You can definitely win my game, anyway, apart from you, no one here comes to play my game, you are my only player. 】

[In other words, my game is designed to give you victory. 】

Spades plunged into the water, and he was led by some intuition to dive deeper and deeper, and dived into the seabed of unknown depth. The seabed crisscrossed and sank a pile of [White Willow] corpses.

Occasionally, [Bai Liu] would come back to life, but soon sank due to suffocation.

These [White Willows] don't seem to like water very much. Whether they are going up or down, their movements are filled with a sense of repulsion.

Finding the right one among the white willows in the vast sea seems to be semantically "finding a needle in a haystack".

The spades were suspended in the icy sea water, and Bai Liu kept trying to approach and kill him, but they were swept away by him. In the end, his eyes stopped on a Bai Liu who was buried in layers.

——This white willow never attacked him.

He slept on the bottom of the sea, eyes closed, the wound in front of him visible through the open shirt.

This white willow has a very strange feeling of a mixture of monsters and people - like a transitional body that is being transformed.

Spades has an unreasonably strong intuition—this white willow has a heart.

He snorkeled quickly, and the moment he reached out and touched the white willow, the white willow opened his eyes.

Bai Liu's lips bubbled, and then he swung his lower limbs and swam quickly in the water.

The other seabed [white willows] are like a shoal of awakened fish, swarming to wrap him in the center, a lot of white willows swaying, dazzling, almost the white willow that the spades had just locked disappeared. trace.

But the spades quickly locked the white willow again.

The Spade is like a device for tracking the white willow. It can find the white willow that he has identified among himself that is exactly the same as the white willow, and even he can't tell the difference, and then chase after him without hesitation. .

The swaying blue water waves glisten with the melted debris of the world's largest ice and snow world floating on it. Large chunks of ice floes drift away from the land and drift in the sea, and the part of the iceberg that protrudes from the water looks like a An island suspended in the sky.

Spades and Bai Liu are dodging and chasing in this cold and white [island].

But no matter how Bai Liu escapes, how he covers, and how he uses various techniques to interrupt another person, Spades can find him from among the thousands of identical Bai Liu in this cold, hell-like underwater world.

Under the melting ice dome A, in the darkest seabed, Spades finally caught Bai Liu.

Spade gently stretched his hand into Bai Liu's unhealed wound.

The blood vessels were twitching and matching with the heart, and the warm blood filled the fingers of the spades. He held the icy heart that was beating out of time in the warm human body, and looked down at Bai Liu, who was under his control.

For a split second, Spades felt that the expression of the tactician who nearly slept him had a familiar deja vu.

It seems that a long, long time ago, this tactician named Bai Liu used to be so unwilling under the water, and he looked at him calmly as if he hated him, tied his rotten ankles, and wrapped his corpse as if a man had just trapped him. Like, buried under water.

Spades slowly folded his palms, and at the moment when his heart ruptured at the fingertips of spades, for some reason, he bent down and hugged Bai Liu, his chin rested on Bai Liu's shoulders, and said "Sorry" with his mouth.

Bai Liu closed his eyes in the water, the blood mist around him exploded, and his consciousness drifted into nothingness.

Tavel, Sheeta...

【Don't be afraid of the dead me, or the living me. 】

[I will always stay in my winter waiting for you. 】

【——No matter what choice I make, you will leave me, right? 】

【--Yes. 】

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