I Became a God in a Horror Game

Sheeta sat down, and he shook his head silently: "Just call me Sheeta."

When I clicked on the office door, I was knocked on again. I gave Xieta a look. Xieta shook her head to show that she was concerned. Clicking this, she raised her head and responded, "Please come in!"

Pushing the door and entering is Lu Yizhan, he was stunned when he sat opposite Xieta: "Spades are also here."

"What's the name of spades, it's called Sheta." Dian corrected slyly, "The new world line has a new look, and the old name must be used."

"Okay." Lu Yizhan obeyed the order and changed quickly, "Xieta is here too."

"Old Lu, when the door is closed, you will sit too." When I saw Lu Yizhan closing the door for a moment, he lost his serious image of the military commander in a serious cross trial, and Xiang slumped in the office chair, his eyes wandering, "...I'm so tired, Finally, I have dealt with all the heresies in the previous world line, so I can take a break."

"It's hard work." Lu Yizhan poured a glass of water a little distressedly, "The number of heretics has not been so outrageous recently."

"The essence of heresy is evil desire." Dian said while drinking water, "Bai Liu closes the door, and the opposite desire cannot spill over into this world line. There will be so many desires of all people in a world line to form heresy, within a normal range, although It’s also less, at least it can be handled barely.”

As he spoke, the smile on his face faded.

When it comes to the name Bai Liu, everyone's expressions disappeared.

Sheeta stood up suddenly, and he said goodbye politely: "I'm going back first after handing in the task."

With a little anxiety, Sheeta left, the door closed, she covered her eyes and sighed: "This world line, there are only three of us, you, me, and Sheeta."

"I know how you kept the memory of the three of us from Bai Liushou." Lu Yizhan patted his shoulder and sighed.

Dian Si replied: "Out of a thousand, how can you keep it? You can only keep three people."

"How do you get a thousand?" Lu Yizhan asked curiously.

Dian Xiaoxiao: "Some unique tricks."

"...I also know when Bai Liu will come back." After talking, she became melancholy again. She lay down, looked at the ceiling, and said absently, "It's been ten years, and Bai Liu has not come back."

"I sometimes wonder if your and Bai Liu's thousand-year plan really works?"

Lu Yizhan was silent for a while: "I know..."

This is a very uncertain plan. From the beginning, Lu Yizhan even knew that Bai Liu would cooperate with him. The most Bai Liu chose to cooperate with him. He was even more surprised than Bai Liu.

This was the first time Bai Liu saw the game Lu Yizhan, the God of War, from the edge of the jungle, and he began to formulate a thousand plans.

Lu Yizhan went to the future and determined that Bai Liu would definitely use various means to make them move along this future, become a heretic god than Bai Liu, and Bai Liu killed him. Since no matter how much they struggle in the future, the god Bai Liu will also intervene. They are looking to this future, why can they play a scene of Bai Liu thinking about the future for Bai Liu?

Bai Liu got the result he wanted, and they decided they wanted the process.

——The process they want is the world line of [Jungle Frontier].

Bai Liu was on the world line at the edge of the jungle and wanted to delegate his identity to Bai Liu [Heir of the Evil God], and this decentralization required the disappearance of the old gods, so Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu acted a play from the inside out. ——As soon as he became famous, he was forced to accept the identity of [Heir of the Evil God].

As long as Bai Liu accepts this identity, but does not fully accept it, then the old god of this world line has already died, and the new god, that is, Bai Liu, has not yet been born.

The old evil god has fallen, and the new god has not yet been born. This is a godless world line, and this world line's nominal evil god heir is Bai Liu, then Bai Liu is destined to get this world line.

Then, as long as he gets this world line, even if Xu Bailiu leans over with Bai Liu, enters the game and stores it in the system station, his soul blocks the door, and he still has half of his soul in his own hands—that is, the welfare home, which Xiao Bai Liu sells to his soul.

- That's his soul too.

As long as Bai Liu uses this half soul to newly land on the world line at the border of the jungle, he can completely wash away his identity as a heretic god, and then use it to become a container of all desires, but return to the world line as a normal human being.

But the problem is...

Lu Yizhan took a sip of tea very sadly: "This plan has a lot of changes."

"We did not expect that Cen Ming and Daniel would get out of control, and everything would fall apart completely."

Lu Yizhan paused: "I don't know how much sanity Bai Liu has maintained in the end, I still remember this plan, and even know that he can block the door, so that I can remember that he is Bai Liu, a person, but an evil god. , or a lock key."

"There's still a lot of people waiting for him here."

"I hope he finds a way back."

"It's almost time for him to enter the game." Lu Yizhan let out a long sigh, and he reflected himself in the teacup in a daze, "That's the first save point to be integrated into the world line with the jungle border."

"If you miss it, he will never come back."

Scheta came home alone, and he bought the tiny house with bonuses and wages from the Heresy Administration—he had lived in a rental house with White Willow this year.

He clumsily according to memory, the house was decorated like that.

But there are people who live with him.

Sheta opened the closet and hung on her face. Except for the Heresy Administration uniform, it was a very old and lanky ghost leather doll. Sheta kept the coat silently. He went to take a shower, took off his contact lenses, and changed After wearing this coat, he slowly made a shape of being hugged while he was pregnant, fell on the bed, and swung straight into the empty position of his arms.

white willow...

I have been in pain.

when are you coming back?

The stars in the sky turned and arranged in a certain trajectory, emitting a strange silver-blue "color", and a meteor fell.

In the deep sleep, Mu Sicheng's eyelids trembled. He fell into a strange dream. He dreamed of many monsters, dreamed of Yuan Qingqing's death, and dreamed of many things that were so incredible that he seemed to have really experienced something——

——Dream of a strange man in a white shirt who reached out to him.

[—Yes, I will always be your friend. 】

Mu Sicheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Just came out of the studio for an interview, Liu Jiayi took the mineral water handed over by her parents, her eyes suddenly became gray, but she stopped drinking.

"Near here..." Liu Jiayi slowly raised her head and asked her parents, "Is there any red bean cake?"

Her mother was frightened: "Why are you crying Jiayi?"

"Did I cry?" Liu Jiayi burst into tears unconsciously. She covered her heart and muttered to herself in a trance, "I know..."

"I just suddenly wanted to eat red bean pancakes."

At the banquet, Mu Ke was bright and bright, and the crowd was crowded. He held a red wine glass and promised his illegitimate son below. He also showed off his financial ability to his father everywhere. His irritability reached the peak in an instant.

...and have a heart attack to leave this life sooner.

At least heart disease will encounter...

This thought flashed through Mu Ke's brain, and he was suddenly stunned.

Will meet...who?

Tang Er called back to the Heresy Administration. He had a gloomy face and folded his chest to guard the heresy. The interrogation room opposite was empty. No one had entered it for a long time. It was Cen Ming who was brought in for interrogation once.

He likes the interrogation room and has never been in it. Cen Ming used this to ridicule him several times.

If it was flat, what would Tang Erda be ridiculed by Cen Ming like that? He did nothing, but it was the interrogation room...

Tang Er's eyes fixed on the interrogation room, and he took a deep breath.

He always felt that where he was, he had done very kind things and made a person suffer very painful things.

But he never entered the interrogation room.

... This made him unable to forget the guilt and debt in his heart, who is it?

When Scheta opened his eyes the next day, there were more scars on his puppet, and the house in front of him had some certain popularity. There are traces of being bitten on the corners, and there are two expired Aidos on the bottom layer of the refrigerator.

His pupils shrank.

...this is ... the world line is coming together?

Scheta rushed out, his mind went blank, he looked around the world.

Where will Bai Liu be? !

The Siren Town Wax Museum has never placed a mermaid again. Every night, the thief of the last train is caught on the scene while stealing something.

Interlaced with fate, the Fallen God bestowed happiness on the old believers.

And the old believers never forgot.

"Student Mu Sicheng, it's your birthday now, where are you going!"

"Jiayi, child Jiayi, the horse interview is about to begin, the studio is over there, child Jiayi! Where are you going!"

"Master Mu Ke, I will come and talk to you about the stock distribution rights of the Mu Group. This meeting is very important. You must tell the master well... How about you, Master Mu Ke?!"

"Team Tang, let's go snatch the second team here and vent our anger! You agreed with us yesterday... eh, where's the team from Tang?"

The heart hides under the glacier, and the jungle splashes Mars.

I hate you.

I love you.

"This is the fourth Antarctic game of the Heresy Processing Bureau! Hello, Mr. Spade, do you need us to send a special plane to pick you up and come here to perform your mission?"

"...Any newcomers appear?"

"It's not."

The evil god traded sacrifices, feelings and pain, the shrine, the floating anchor was picked up for the first time, and came to the outside of the game.

"There are no suspects in the Heresy Administration branch in Luming County, Mr. Spades."

"Wears a white shirt and suit pants, about 176, looks handsome, do you have a portrait? If you have any questions, we will help you post a tracing notice when you arrive."

"Lest you call and ask every day."

Stupid Anchor thought he didn't get love, so he stubbornly traveled to the past and met the lonely boy under the tree.

"Hello, this is Qiaomu Private High School."

"It's you again."

"...We assure you that our school has never had a student named Bai Liu enrolled. Did you remember the school wrong? Please call again."

Verified over and over, disappointed over and over again, believers begin to wonder if the gods are deceiving themselves.

Will he really come back?

He spent a whole night running through all the addresses, Sheeta, and never found anything. He was accustomed to going back to the rental house, but the moment he "inserted" the key into the door, Sheta was stunned—he stayed before. The lock was unlocked.

He pushed open the door.

The man standing beside the window was wearing a white shirt and suit pants. In the rising sunlight, he stared blankly at the other person with a smile on his face, his mind blank.

Bai Liu stood against the light, his brows and eyes curled with a smile:

"I am back."

"Do you want to eat hot pot together tonight?"