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Chapter 192 Rose Factory
While the refugees were secretly picking roses in the flower field, the white willow transformed into [Liu Jiayi] in the tent was exhausted because of the exhaustion of his stamina, and his face turned pale and turned back to the white willow appearance. He curled up on the small bed in the tent and panted for a while. Because of extreme exhaustion, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
And as a player with a low base panel, White Willow no longer uses the stamina of the Hearts ♥, a high-level skill card. His overdraft stamina gauge is a bit too much, and there is no way to restore stamina by drinking a stamina restorer, let alone White Willow’s current stamina. Mental value is also low.
Under the influence of various factors, White Willow knew that he really needed a rest, and he didn't have the energy to pick roses tonight.
Fortunately, the scenes that White Willow created before gave him enough time to rest.
But after not sleeping in the tent for a few hours, White Willow felt an extremely cold hand holding his ankle between half asleep and half awake, and gently, as if waking him up, pulling him.
What I want to say here is that White Willow is currently surrounded by the item [Magic Space].
What happened the day before yesterday happened again—something broke through the barrier of [Magic Space] and touched the white willow. At the same time, a dizzying, rich rose fragrance began to permeate the tent.
White Willow had opened his eyes soberly because of the thing that grabbed his ankle, but in an instant, his consciousness began to blur under the impact of this overly strong fragrance.
It is a very mysterious feeling. White Willow's brain can maintain a certain degree of thinking, but his limbs and muscles become paralyzed under the action of this perfume, unable to move, breathing becomes extremely slow, and a kaleidoscope begins to appear before his eyes. The red spindle-shaped petals are stacked and rotated.
It's like being pressed by a ghost.
Bai Liu felt that the hand holding his ankle seemed to realize that he was awake, let go of his ankle, and his fingers gently pressed down and got into the trouser legs of Bai Liu's protective clothing, and pressed it against Bai Liu's skin slowly upwards. Crawling, the slender, cold, smooth fingers moved upward along the warm thighs of the white willow like a jade sculpture.
That kind of slight, non-sticky, non-human, but it was indeed a sensuality of the skin on the skin, which made White Willow arched his waist and shuddered.
White Willow's Adam's apple rolled up and down uncomfortably, closing his eyes halfway, his breathing heavier.
That right hand has almost reached his...
Even if White Willow is not a person who cares very much about this, after realizing that the hand in the pants is likely to be Sheta's hand, he is now a little tingling in the back of his neck and breathing hard.
White Willow's eyes turned red under the scent, and he shook his leg as hard as he could. The right hand couldn't react, and he slid along his trousers to the outside.
That hand seemed a bit stunned. It seemed that it was invisible because it had no eyes. It simply wanted to climb up White Willow’s body. But now White Willow, who is resisting, throws it away and lets This hand didn't know how to react.
In the end, the five fingers of the right hand were tucked under the palm, making a pose that looked a bit like a well-behaved squat, tucked next to White Willow's feet, with the wrist lowered toward the outside of the bed, looking like a one from the side. An autistic little octopus with only curled up tentacles and head down.
White Willow lowered his eyes to look at the right hand squatting on his bed. He didn't know why he felt a little aggrieved by the action of the right hand, which looked like a cat's hand.
White Willow: "..."
Isn't the other party playing the hooligans? Why does it feel like he did something wrong...
The right hand hasn't been closed for a long time, and he quickly cheered up, and started to grab White Willow's layered protective clothing and climbed up with difficulty. Finally, he fumbled around White Willow's neck and touched a rope with coins hanging on it. .
The pure white fingers twirled down the lanyard, seeming to be looking for something on the rope. When they didn't find it the first time, they paused and then began to stubbornly twist the second time.
When White Willow saw this movement of his right hand, he knew what the other person was looking for.
——Tavel is looking for the reverse cross.
The inverse cross is the carrier of communication between the evil god and the believers. Although White Willow does not know what happened to Tavel in this copy of the Rose Factory, judging from the current situation, Tavel with only one hand obviously cannot communicate with him smoothly. Then the existence of the reverse cross is extremely important at this time.
Under the guidance of the reverse cross, the incomplete god can issue oracles to its followers.
But before entering the game, Reverse Cross was beaten and taken from White Willow by Second Tang.
When he stroked the lanyard on White Willow’s neck with his right hand for the fourth time, White Willow leaned forward slightly and raised his hand to interrupt the movement of his right hand—he was eroded by the fragrance of rose in the factory and flower field day and night. The rose fragrance adapted to this concentration still felt dizzy, but at any rate, he could not pass out, and he could move a little.
White Willow held the right hand in front of him, but this right hand didn't seem to believe that White Willow would lose the inverse cross it gave him. He slightly struggled to come out and search for it, and his fingers stubbornly moved towards White Willow. Drill in the slightly open neckline.
White Willow's strength is not as strong as this hand. Under the effect of the rose fragrance, his whole person is now soft, only a little bit of strength, moving his hand is a movement that takes all of his energy to make.
Looking at this hand playing a rogue without knowing it, if it really lets it get in, something indescribable will happen under the neck.
But in order to prevent such a thing from happening, and to make this chapter pass the review smoothly, White Willow took out the professional ethics of a Jinjiang male leading worker. He quickly and calmly figured out that when he could not communicate in words, he and One-handed communication method.
White Willow wrote a sentence in the palm of his right hand with his fingertips: [The inverse cross was snatched away, I lost it]
The right hand stopped struggling, it slowly backed up two steps, and then made the autistic movement of the little octopus crouching.
White Willow: "..."
White Willow rarely felt a sense of helplessness. He sighed imperceptibly, leaned his head against the knuckles of the "little octopus", and then slightly pushed his fingers away from Tavel's wrapped fingers. Looking down, he wrote stroke by stroke on the other's white palm: [Sorry].
Tavel paused, stretched out his five distinctly articulated fingers and stood up, using his fingertips to write on White Willow's palm:
[Remember what I said to you? The key to everything is in the hands of the witch, the antidote and poison are the keys to your choice...]
[Before the real death, the time in you is unique and irreversible...]
After writing, Tavel's palm covered White Willow's face. White Willow shook his eyelashes slightly. The other's index finger was on his forehead. The cold and gentle touch of the fingertips was like when Tavel once lowered the oracle. Kissing White Willow's forehead softly.
Then the pure white right hand turned into scattered light pink petals and fell on the ground, dragged into the ground by the emerging vines.
White Willow slept in the incomparable rose-colored prophecy.
The next day.
White Willow opened his eyes abruptly. He sat up. There was nothing around him. As before, everything looked like a dream, but White Willow turned his head and smelled the pillow, and he could smell it. The fragrance of roses.
Moreover, there is a strong smell of roses on his thighs, neck, and even his waist, so strong that it is like he slept in the roses all night.
Indeed, a right hand came uninvited last night.
...Tavel's appearance also seems to be very limited. don't know why it is fragmented and the vines that keep dragging it into the ground are the best proof.
But even so, under numerous restrictions, Tavel appeared several times, as if to remind White Willow to pay attention to something.
White Willow narrowed his eyes.
Tavel reminded him of the oracle he had spoken to him once.
Is there anything he left behind, didn't he think of a place?
The key to everything is in the hands of the witch...Poison and antidote are the keys to your choice...
Before the real death, the time in you is unique and irreversible.
While White Willow was still thinking, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer outside the tent. White Willow who had rested for a night was instantly equipped with the Hearts ♥ skill card. The people outside got close to the one where the shadow was cast near the tent. In seconds, White Willow's body shape changed from an adult to a little girl, and even his protective clothing became smaller.
Qi Yifang's voice sounded in surprise outside the tent: "Did you hit so many roses last night?!"
Seeing that he had changed back to the appearance of Little witch, White Willow lowered his head and looked at himself, then suddenly stopped.
He thought of a point between the flashing stones.
[The key to everything is in the hands of the witch, poison and antidote are the key to your choice] The core of this sentence is not Liu Jiayi, who he thought before.
Because in the current copy of the Rose Factory, there are two [witches]. According to the following sentence, antidote and poison are the key to [you] choice, we can know that the [witch] in Tavel’s oracle basically refers to Not a real little witch.
——But the fake witch, that is, himself.
White Willow raised his head slowly, a funny smile on his face.
Tavel’s oracle had long foreseen that he would become a little witch to deceive others. The same reason can be obtained. If the [witch] in this oracle is false, then he, this [fake witch] has [solution] Medicine] and [poison] should not be antidote and poison in the conventional sense.
If the [key] in Tavel’s oracle is about the "Rose Factory" breaking tips, then from the idea of the game designer, White Willow, [antidote] and [poison] are likely to be two A completely different game clearance ending choice.
Following this line of thinking, the [poison] in the game of Rose Factory is too obvious, that is, [Dried Rose Yevas]-choose [Poison], that is to get the secret recipe of the Rose Factory, and then become the factory director to the extreme Clearance.
Tavel said that [Witch] can choose [Poison] and [Antidote], which proves that he has these two things. The fastest update of 999 novels Computer: https://www.999xs.com/
What is the [antidote]?