Chapter 174: The Rose Factory traps player Tang Erda

The sky turned dark.
The scarred Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu were lying next to the flower field. They had been back for a while, and now they were cultivating and recuperating during the daytime battle with the refugees. They almost sent away Liu Jiayi and the weak Bai Liu, who had emptied their stamina.
But the two of them managed to run back in the end.
After returning, Bai Liu found that there was a new, two bigger sacks beside the flower field. It should have been the processing worker who had come and gave them the sacks for picking roses tonight.
Liu Jiayi was still lying next to Bai Liu, panting, "I have about one to two hours to recover from my physical strength, so shall we wait or pick the roses in the field to attract the refugees"
"Your plan to use the other four people requires a lot of refugees, right?" Liu Jiayi sat up on the ground. She stretched her arms back on her neck and twisted her shoulders, shaking her hands to make a warm-up movement.
She squinted at Bai Liu who was sitting next to him, "Although I think this plan is very dangerous and it is easy to overturn the car, but you won't change it."
Bai Liu rolled his eyes and looked at Liu Jiayi who was sitting next to him, "No."
Liu Jiayi was extremely mature, and she sighed a long worriedly. She was like a little old lady worried about the future of her laid-off son who was ineffective, holding her forehead and turning her head to look at Bai Liu
"Occasionally I hope that you, as an adult in your twenties, will be more sensible. Don't always think about gambling and winning, and take the path of a normal player."
"But it's too early to talk to a player with a c-level panel of yours. Wait for you to grow up a little bit. Anyway, you can still rely on me now. When you grow up, the panel will become higher and rely on yourself.
Liu Jiayi gave Bai Liu a helpless look and shook her head.
White Willow ""
"So," Liu Jiayi asked, "The plan you gave me is to use the refugees to attract the other four players. How can you attract the refugees without picking roses?"
Bai Liu slowly pulled out a bottle of perfume from his pocket.
Liu Jiayi stared straight at the perfume for a while, and then moved his eyes to Bai Liu's face blankly, "This is our last bottle of perfume, if you waste the perfume I earned from my hard work last night as bait , I will kill you."
White Willow ""
Bai Liu tentatively opened the cap of the perfume bottle.
Liu Jiayi smiled sweetly and raised the poison. "I didn't make a joke to you, Brother Bai Liu, this is what I earned from my first part-time job. You'd better not use it for me. You have used up a bottle during the day."
White Willow ""
The little girl is really angry, although he does seem to be quite messy during the day today
Thinking of what happened after the day today, Bai Liu's eyes drifted for a moment, "but perfume is indeed the fastest way to attract refugees."
"If you knew you would use it at night, then you shouldn't use it for me during the day." Liu Jiayi couldn't bear it. "Treasure me a little bit of the fruits of our two people's labor. Don't always play this kind of extreme card-side game clearance method for me."
Bai Liu put his hands on his thighs, knelt down in a correct posture, and Hikari apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm thinking about the pursuit of profit maximization and the cost-effective use of perfume. I didn't take our survival rate into consideration. I was wrong."
The eight-year-old Liu Jiayi pointed to Bai Liu who was kneeling and apologized and cursed, "Are you a kid, don't always rely on your own temperament?"
"Give me the survival rate as the first rule of customs clearance, how can you play in the league with survival rate as the victory criterion in the future?"
As a nanny, Liu Jiayi scolded Bai Liu, a tactician who had no calculations except for points and people's brains.
"Next time I will take the survival rate into consideration." Bai Liu nodded, pretending that he had listened to Liu Jiayi's words, and then quickly turned the topic to the task. Let's do this first, I'm opening perfume."
Said Bai Liu's hand had been put on the perfume.
Liu Jiayi""
It's so perfunctory that you don't feel your sincerity to admit your mistakes
The night is getting darker.
Tang Erda held the gun vigilantly and watched around, preparing to hunt.
His sack was randomly thrown aside, containing only a few dried leaf roses, not many.
Tang Erda only picked so many roses tonight, so he stopped working, because he has figured out the rules of the game. The task of picking roses is not for players to actually pick them, but for players to plunder others through refugees. The fruits of labor.
And if the 40kg rose last night, he still has the possibility of picking it. Tonight's 80kg made Tang Erda simply give up doing such useless work and chose to pick up the gun and hunt the refugees all night.
But the strange thing is that at this point last night, a large number of refugees have come to attack him.
But tonight Tang Erbeat walked up to the ridge and looked around. Except for the earlier time, there were still refugees attacking him. He did not see any of them in the middle of the night.
Tang Erda looked at the sack he had thrown aside and frowned, thinking deeply whether it was because he picked not enough roses tonight, so the effect of the bait was not as strong as last night.
But at this point, there are dried-leaf roses that have been picked here, so that even a vagrant cannot be attracted to it.
In a map scene similar to this kind of blockbuster, with a certain mental pollution effect, experienced players will not move easily, but the situation in front of them is obviously abnormal. If there are no more refugees on Tang Erda's side, his mission tonight It will not be finished.
As a last resort, Tang Erda still chose to move. He decided to take the initiative to find the refugees who stole the roses.
The flower field at night fell into a weird silence. Tang Erda walked in a certain direction along the ridge. He saw many flower pickers who were like him in the flower field, like this black gauze cover, bending over and silently picking flowers.
These people move very fast, and through the black gauze, you can vaguely see things "withering" on the face and body of these flower pickers, sliding down the gauze and falling into the mud. They seem to be numb to this situation. Continue to pick quickly without seeing it.
Some flower pickers even had their picking hands withered and only bones left. They were still trembling and working hard. Those flower pickers whose work efficiency had been reduced had visible fear on their faces, forcing themselves to improve their picking efficiency, while coughing violently. While picking roses.
Even at this point, they are obviously not afraid of withering, but being fired in this world, not having a job is more terrible than death.
Tang Erda retracted his gaze, and he squeezed the gun beside him tightly.
He no longer remembers how many times he had watched this cruel scene, so that when he saw it again, his heart was just indifferent, almost cold-blooded.
Or desperate powerlessness.
This is a world that cannot be changed. Once the gas of dried rose leaves is spread, there will be no room for maneuver. All ordinary people who are deceived and polluted will become the nourishment of dried leaves of roses, spending their life savings and labor on Above this, it is still sweet.
The full moon of pure color hangs above the northern sky,
The snow-colored moonlight shone dimly around with a scattered light.
But this ambiguous, soothing light white light stopped abruptly at the edge of the flower field, dividing the inside and outside of the flower field into two completely different worlds. Outside the flower field is a dark and simple sketch without moonlight, and the inside of the flower field is like Reflective oil painting of dawn color.
Crimson mature roses, dark blue cloudless sky, light pink moist land, workers who work industriously in the flower fields covered with black gauze, linger on the tip of everyone’s nose, and the fragrance of roses is so harmonious. Quiet and stable.
These scenes were taken as colorful photos and published on the Internet or on newspaper headlines. This scene is enough to become a paradise that tempts countless people to yearn for, and even the sinful truth of the flower field will be buried.
The crumbling desperate civilians stared straight at this incredible scene, watching the media that took the money advocating the preciousness and rarity of roses, advocating the beauty and irreplaceability of this place, and let ordinary people accept perfume imperceptibly. High price.
After all, it is easier to resent yourself, who is incapable of buying and ugly and withered, than resenting the only beautiful place in the world.
Yes, roses are so scarce, and the effect of rose dry leaf gas is so good. It is a matter of course that they are very expensive. They can't afford it because they have no money and ability.
It’s their fault, not the rose’s fault. The rose is so beautiful and so useful. How could it be wrong?
Tell them this for all the information they see.
Finally, the people who were in pain and trance began to take the rose that pushed them into the abyss as their final salvation, forbid everyone to tarnish the preciousness of the rose, erase the existence of the rose, and make enemies of all those who deny the rose because this is the last hope they think. Up.
When Tang Erda saw this process of self-anesthesia's demise the first time he saw it, he was angry, then disappointed, and then numb, until now he was faintly calm.
A black shadow flashed past the flower field, and Tang Erda looked over it keenly.
On the ground level at the edge of the flower field, a bunch of small black dots of refugees are swaying towards a certain place in groups. The refugees are like ants attracted by sweetness, not as scattered as yesterday. The ground is distributed, but surging in a certain direction.
Tang Er frowned in doubt and followed closely.
Following in the footsteps of these refugees, after walking for a distance, I saw a goosebumps scene, a perfume placed in the middle of a flower field, surrounded by refugees roaring with tentacles and white teeth.
But no matter how hard these refugees use, they are like being blocked by a layer of invisible glass, unable to reach the perfume inside.
This scene made Tang Erda instantly think of a magic space for props
This is a trap made to lure them over
This thought made Tang Erda pull out the gun without hesitation, wanting to explode the perfume in the "glass window".
But the moment he drew out the gun, Tang Erda felt an indescribable like the air on his left and right sides condensed out of thin air, forming an extremely narrow glass path, which made his original smooth drawing of the gun stagnate. A second or two.
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