Chapter 204 Rose Factory

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date="2021-01-01"

title="Chapter 204 Rose Factory "

weight="114623"

series = ["I Became a God in a Horror Game"]

mode = "manual"

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Qi Yifang heard Liu Jiayi suddenly say such a sentence, with a dazed expression: "What, when!"

Liu Jiayi grabbed Qi Yifang's wrist and sprinted: "With your intelligence, you can't understand it for a while. If you want to pass the level, just follow me to help!"

Forced to follow Qi Yifang: "???"

Although I really didn't understand it, the little witch, you said so bluntly, it hurt me too much!

Liu Jiayi, who was on the run, had extremely fixed eyes and was a little bit annoyed-such a simple mystery, she had only thought of it until now when White Willow reminded her!

The [trueend] line of this game, when she sees the keyword "dismemberment", should reflect that it is a collecting game, just like "The Last Train of Burst", the game "Rose Factory" is below the simple upgrade line A deciphering branch line was also buried, and the clue of this deciphering branch line is the clue to collect Tavel's body!

The hint she got-[Before the real death, the time in you is unique and irreversible].

There is only one thing in this game that reminds her of her true death and the irreversible time-that is the post she and White Willow saw when they first entered the factory, a newspaper display cabinet about major events in the Rose Factory over the years!

Every expansion and expansion of the Rose Factory is accompanied by the death of countless people. It can be said to be a veritable road of bloody development. For people in this game world, this is real death, and this is irreversible time.

For outsiders like her and White Willow, this time is illusory and can be reversed and changed, but if they die in this game, their time will also freeze and become one of the deaths in the Rose Factory. , Was recorded in the newspaper and posted on that wall-this is the key point!

Panting, Liu Jiayi found the display cabinet she had seen from the front entrance of the rose factory.

Newspapers were neatly pasted in the display cabinet. Liu Jiayi stared at the newspaper wall fixedly, her eyes narrowed, and she began to count softly from top to bottom. At the same time, with a marker, he pointed out the death incident in the air. The date and time are marked.

After Liu Jiayi had marked all the numbers, Qi Yifang looked at the dense numbers, representing death, and couldn't help but feel a little numb behind his back. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com

I still don’t think it was sorted out. After being sorted out by Liu Jiayi, Qi Yifang also found something wrong—the distribution of the numbers that represent time looks particularly neat on the horizontal and vertical columns, and the shape is faintly similar to a square.

"Sure enough, the range of the number of rows and columns with the date of death is 400*400." Liu Jiayi took a step back. She looked at the wall she had drawn, and exhaled with dignity, "It happens to be from the Rose Factory. The number of acres of flower fields is 16 thousand."

At this point in the decryption process, everything is clear. Tavel's dismembered body is buried under the flower field, and every number on the newspaper wall corresponds to a flower field-now the problem is coming, Tavel's body will be buried Under which, or under which number?

There are ten numbers from 0 to 9. What number would the neuropathic person who buried Tavel pick, or just a few of them, and bury him?

Is his birthday? Was it the day he acquired the property of his adoptive parents, his wife, or the day he bought the idol?

What number is of special significance to him?

No way! Too many numbers! There are no special marks and typical numbers that performance-type serial murderers like to show repeatedly in this guy's diary! Can't judge!

Liu Jiayi frowned, she gritted her teeth and re-examined the entire digital wall.

There was a deafening sound of fighting outside the window. The display cabinet on the first floor where Liu Jiayi was located was very close to the place where White Willow and Second Tang fought. The fierce fighting made the space where Liu Jiayi was staying shaky, and the lights and walls were violent. Shaking, dust and

The rubble slipped from the wall, seeming to collapse completely in the next second.

Thinking in such an environment is obviously not an easy task, especially when you know that your teammate White Willow is playing against someone whose panel value is dozens of times higher.

Even Qi Yifang, an outsider who knew nothing about who was fighting with, couldn't help being vigilant and guarded. He took out his own weather vane and looked around: "What is happening?"

Liu Jiayi took a deep breath, abandoning all her complicated thoughts against the violent shaking background, and closed her eyes.

No, her thinking was wrong.

She shouldn't think about the problem from the perspective of a crazy boss in the game. This is a conventional decryption idea, but it is not applicable in "Rose Factory".

Because this game is not a simple game, "Rose Factory" is a game specially prepared for White Willow by someone or something. White Willow has already told her that all the design in this game, including this neurosis A generation of factory directors is to stimulate White Willow to achieve a certain purpose of the designer.

If you think about it from this perspective, what number would the people behind choose to bury the body of a person with special meaning to White Willow?

The gravel fell from Liu Jiayi's face, and Qi Yifang anxiously called to her: "Little witch! This house is going to be untenable!"

Liu Jiayi opened her eyes: "It's six!"

The former name of White Willow was White six!

"Qi Yifang, help me write down the coordinates of the number six on the left!" Liu Jiayi shouted at Qi Yifang in the chaos, "I'll write down the right one!"

Qi Yifang coughed and covered his mouth with an OK gesture. In the case of a sandy settlement, he used a weather vane to block the top of his head, approaching the display cabinet to quickly remember.

On the right, Liu Jiayi was lying on the display cabinet on the right, her eyes turned quickly, and her mouth whispered silently, and she also quickly remembered.

Towards the end of their shorthand, there was a loud noise in the corridor next to it. A twisted humanoid object smashed through the walls of the corridor and broke into a huge pit on the ground of the open square.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracks in the limbs, the person who was smashed in made a heart-piercing cry of pain at the same time.

He was quickly smashed into the pit, bleeding from the seven orifices of this person, his chest was sunken, and his head and pupils slowly turned to death.

Liu Jiayi turned her head back tightly, and she saw that the person in the pit who had just died had a familiar face.

Wearing the uniform of the Heresy, his light-colored eyes were dead and bleak, his face was bloodless, his limbs were twisted in a strange posture, and the badge on his chest was soaked with blood, but Liu Jiayi still recognized him——

——This person is Su Chao.

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Fifteen minutes ago, in another corridor separated by an open plaza, White Willow leaned against the wall and raised his hands weakly to surrender, and confronted Second Tang who raised his gun and was facing him.

"I admit defeat, how about a break? Captain Tang, can you take a break and hit me again?" Bai Liu leaned against the wall leisurely, he smiled and smiled as he held the gun at him and hit Tang Er, stretched out his hand Don't fire Tang Er's/gun, "You won't use this gun temporarily, how about putting it away?"

White Willow was injured very badly. There were blood oozing from the beaten internal organs at the corner of his mouth, and dragged abrasions on his face, but there were no gunshot wounds. They were all injuries from a physical collision—Second Tang didn’t want to fight so easily. Solve him with one shot.

Perhaps the once captain of the third team didn't even think that he actually chose the way he hated and hated his enemies.

But no matter how he tortured White Willow, he couldn't see the same pain on White Willow's face.

White Willow was always calm, even looking at him with a smile. It was the opponent who was clearly tortured, but Second Tang hit every punch and hit White Willow's abdomen and face every time. The painful muffled sound of the other party, he seemed to suffer thousands of times more than White Willow.

Second Tang feels painful because of torturing others, and angry because there are innocent people being tortured inexplicably-this is his original intention to become a member of the heresy, even if he is crazy, there is no way to change things.

And now the anger and pain were indistinguishably intertwined on his face. Second Tang, who was looking straight at White Willow, had a monster named White six living in his blue eyes.

Even if you are a bad guy, you have to talk about talent, but unfortunately, Second Tang doesn't have this talent.

Bai Liu raised his head and leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes to look at him with heavy breathing, with a vicious expression on Tang, his eyes pity: "Captain Tang, let yourself go, you are not good at doing such things."

All the expressions on Second Tang's face disappeared in an instant.

He looked up indifferently, and squeezed White Willow’s wrist with his left hand to drive him to the side. He landed, folded, lifted the bone, and stepped on. Second Tang knelt down on White Willow’s broken calf bone. , Locked White Willow's chin with his left hand and lifted it up: "It hurts, isn't it?"

White Willow's face was in cold sweat with pain, but his expression was still calm: "Well, it hurts, not like you can use it."

Second Tang's expression could not help but become grim again: "This is the torture method you used once on Su Chao!!"

"When he was transported back, almost every bone in his body was broken! You left a tape in his stomach and told me—"

The rose in his eyes became more and more intense, but his tone was filled with bitter hatred and tears: "You said, what the fuck I do to you is just a little joke—you said you came to teach me personally , This fucking is called torture!!!"