I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 209

[Chapter 199 The Rose Factory]

In the room with a color and luster close to dark red, the cold water pipes rushed from all sides to the center, like twisted snakes, these pipes bypassed some wood at the top of the room and narrowed the beam-like support structure. Coiled down and fell to the center of the room.

In the center of the room stood a huge glass-made, copper-and-iron-edged display cabinet that Bai Liu had seen once, filled with an unknown viscous liquid.

That was the first time he saw Tavel in the museum of “Siren Town”, which was used to hold each other’s display case, and at this moment, in this game called “Rose Factory”, the same The beautiful and rotten mermaid is no longer contained in the display cabinet, but a bright red heart that is constantly beating.

Cold cold water metal pipes are drilled through small openings on the top of the display case, and are connected to the openings of the aorta, pulmonary artery, pulmonary vein, main vein, and superior and inferior vena cava of this heart, and then use some kind of staple-like device. fixed on the vessel wall.

The pipes have turned into blood vessels of reinforced iron bones, and the “vessels” are surging with a pink liquid that exudes the fragrance of roses, just like the color of blood after carbon monoxide poisoning, and the heart, which is as bright as a soldering iron, is branched by the hard blood vessels. It stands, suspended in the center of the display cabinet, and it beats regularly and peacefully.

——That is the old friend of Bai Liu who was reunited after a long absence, and was given the name of the evil god, the heart of the monster called Tavel.

Bai Liu’s vague memory became clear for a moment in front of this bright red heart.

He remembered that he was still Bai Liu, and when he first met Xieta, he had a mischievous smile, lying on the front table of the church, touched Xieta’s heart, and asked Xieta badly——【You say You are an immortal monster, if someone, like me, deliberately digs out your heart, will you die?

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And Sheeta answered him calmly—[No, my heart will beat in your hands.

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He never deceived White Willow, Tavel really won’t die, but the place where his heart beats is no longer White Willow’s palm, but a game full of roses and destruction.

Tavel’s heart, like the thorns of the dry leaf rose that disappeared, suddenly appeared at the moment when the white willow was nowhere to be seen, and pierced the heart of the person who once claimed to be pulling it out with his own hands.

The factory worker who led Bai Liu took the unresponsive Bai Liu forward and led him to a wooden staircase behind the heart display cabinet.

Standing on the first floor of the stairs, Bai Liu can reach the openings through which the pipes extend into the display cabinet.

The factory worker explained the next steps to him: “You must respect the instrument, use it carefully, and don’t touch the pipes above, which are all extracted and distilled perfume stock solution, which is still hot, and you need to go through the heart cycle to become a perfumer. The raw materials that can be used, but the effect of this raw material is not strong, and it is still far from the low-level perfume. It will only become stronger after the configuration of the talented perfumer.”

“We will give you a Let you drop an uncirculated perfume stock solution in this glass cabinet. If the stock solution has a certain degree of discoloration, it means that you have the talent to use this instrument. The darker the color, the stronger the talent of your perfumer. The factory worker looked at Bai Liu, “If you are sure you have talent, you can be promoted to a factory worker.” The

factory worker put a small bottle of perfume stock in Bai Liu’s palm, carefully opened the surrounding pipes, revealing a small He opened his mouth and gave him a slight push: “Let’s try it now.”

Bai Liu held the perfume stock solution in his palm and looked down at the heart without moving, with no emotion in his eyes.

His heart was beating “dong dong dong” under his eyes, as if it was still in Scheta’s chest.

The factory worker looked at the motionless Bai Liu in confusion: “The processing worker No. 70365, why are you still not down?” I

don’t know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the processing worker who had always been calm seemed to be seeing At the moment of this instrument, it began to… get angry.

Although the expression did not change, the aura suddenly became terrifying.

It looks like a little girl, but it makes him, an adult, not dare to urge him in a loud voice, but only dare to remind him politely-if it was the ink marks like this when someone is usually testing, he would have scolded him long ago.

Instruments are precious and should not be exposed for prolonged periods of time, as this will contaminate the instrument.

Bai Liu stepped forward at the urging of the factory worker, raised his hand expressionlessly, then turned his hand and dripped the original liquid from the opening.

A drop of rose-red liquid fell into the glass cabinet, and as layers of ripples washed away on the surface of the viscous liquid, the rose-red color deepened and expanded.

The factory worker’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at Bai Liu in a stunned, unbelievable way.

But this is just a prelude change.

Soon, a gust of wind from unknown sources swept the confined space, and the drop of the original liquid dripping into the display cabinet was like a very deep pigment, and began to spread and thicken with a strange curvature of the pigment, a layer of Gradually get darker.

The liquid spreads from a rose red that is close to pink, to a deep rose red, and then to a light red, and finally when the original liquid spreads to the heart, it has turned into a true red of a mature rose.

Meanwhile, as the color in the glass case darkened, the heart beat faster, pumping the fluid faster.

The pipes fixed on the wall began to be unable to withstand the pressure pumped by the heart, and the joints of the pipes began to seep “blood” and shook, and it seemed that they would fall off soon. Cracks appeared.

The factory worker panicked and called out to the employee who was guarding the instrument. It was the first time that this employee had encountered such a situation, and everyone was a little confused.

It’s all thick metal pipes and bulletproof glass!

“Release the water and change the tank!” The employee roared and slammed down the gate at hand.

Immediately, the cover under the glass cabinet was opened, and at the same time, a water outlet in the ground was opened, and the red-stained liquid inside was poured out. Almost at the same time, the box outside was pulled up, and a newer and stronger box came from below. Raise, inject fluid, and suspend the heart again.

When Bai Liu was changing the water, he was carried to the next room by the factory worker. In order to avoid pollution, too many people were not allowed to be present in this scene of changing the liquid.

Just when the factory worker was terrified by what had just happened, he accidentally saw Bai Liu smiling.

——It was a kind of response that seemed to get a response from that living undead-like heart apparatus, which made him smile with a creepy, diabolical satisfaction.

The smile on the tender face of a blind little girl with gray eyes was particularly chilling.

He didn’t even dare to ask what the little girl was laughing at, just recalling what he had just seen, vaguely judging that the factory had ushered in the most talented perfumer in history.

That color is already a color that can only be found in premium perfumes.

The factory worker swallowed nervously. He was shaking in the small room next to the instrument, and with his hands still stained with the original liquid, he picked up a pen and wrote an application letter——

——【Dear superiors, all adjustment Perfumer, one of the three processors selected today to test the perfumer’s talent caused a very serious accident. During the test, she accidentally cracked the glass case holding the instrument. This sounds like an unforgivable thing, and must be punished by death…]

[… But please allow me to argue for this processing worker, this is indeed a forgivable thing, I hereby write an application, asking you to Not only do not put her to death, but also promote her as a perfumer…]

[…This test, the red color given by the instrument is something I have never seen before, ruby-like, blood-like, deep and deep. Beautiful red, if I hadn’t guessed, this processor who made some mistakes will be the most talented perfumer in our rose factory from its inception to the present.

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[We know how unfortunate the perfumer is in this world, how close to death is a profession, selected by the organs of the dead, producing the perfume of death, and finally going to hell in the aroma of death.

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[This processing worker is the most deadly person I have ever seen. She is born for death and is a genius in this profession-obviously both I and the instrument think so. So far, please consider me carefully. ‘s proposal.

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[The May Rose Festival is approaching, and we have never needed a perfumer who can produce premium perfumes.

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After writing this application, the factory worker hurriedly took Bai Liu to the office on the third floor, and began to go through the procedures related to the conversion of the processing worker to a factory worker.

At the same time, another factory worker brought Tang Erda, who had already changed into the disinfectant protective suit, into the equipment storage room, which had been cleaned up again.

Tang Erda frowned and stared at the room—he, like Bai Liu, recognized the inconsistency in the structure of this room.

The room in this game looks exactly the same as the room numbered [0001] in the man-made organization of the Dangerous Heresy Processing Bureau.

His eyes swept across the entire dark red, full of cooling pipes, the instrument storage room, and finally settled in the center of the room, placed in an incomparably huge glass display case, a strange isolated heart that links these cooling pipes— – The heart is still beating.

Tang Erda has many years of experience dealing with dangerous heretics and the memory of clearing countless games, but he has never seen such a strange heresy or monster, whether in reality or in the game.

It seems that as long as this heart is allowed to beat for one more second, his heartbeat frequency will be bewitched, and it will gradually match the beating of this evil heart.

Years of experience in dealing with these evil heretics have made Tang Erda develop a very keen intuition. He looked at the beating heart, frowned deeper and deeper, stretched his hands behind him, and the tiny spots of light gathered in Tang Erda’s palms condensed into a silver pistol.

The muzzle was aimed at the heart at an unnoticeable angle.