Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

In the pool of blood that had not yet solidified, black thorn seedlings like caterpillars slowly crawled out and gradually sprouted under the nourishment of blood and flesh.

Vines wrapped around the broken bones on the ground, and flower buds grew under the finely serrated leaves. Gorgeous scarlet roses bloomed like blood, and the petals had a unique velvety texture.

Clusters of roses bloomed among the flesh and blood, and the stench of blood was gradually covered by the strong scent of roses. In the blink of an eye, the filthy mess disappeared without a trace, leaving only scarlet roses growing around the broken bones.

Filina stared at the roses proudly blooming on the bones, narrowed her eyes, and chuckled slowly.

"Richard, you're the first one."

Bai Jun, who used props to hide outside the window and happened to be lucky enough to watch the whole process, also followed Filina's gaze and looked thoughtfully at the roses surrounding the white bones.

Filga, who was standing by, observed his expression and had a bad feeling for some reason.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, because the countdown for the expiration of the hidden item drew Baijun's attention away from the rose.

Of course, Baijun would not suddenly do something stupid like what is shown in those stupid TV dramas.

He stepped on a branch for no reason, broke something, and ended up hurting himself. His eavesdropping would be discovered, and Filina would catch him in the act.

He had already run away with Filga before the concealment item failed.

After traveling 108,000 miles away and definitely escaping Filina's control area and arriving at the residence he had prepared earlier, he said casually and nonchalantly:

"Tell me, is there a possibility that I can cooperate with Filina and achieve a harmonious and beautiful win-win situation?"

"For example, if she sells me this rose seed, I can sell it at an auction house after I leave the fairy tale world. I can expand my reputation through auctions at the auction house, and after some packaging and a high reputation, I think I can get a very good price at the auction. After all, such a beautiful potted plant that can destroy corpses and is a must-have at home should sell well in the fairy tale department. And there is only one source of goods, which is monopolistic. Once it is successfully promoted and popularized by the public, it will definitely make a lot of money."

Filga: “…”

He now knew where that bad feeling came from.

"Let's not talk about where your subsequent supply will come from after you leave the fairy tale world." Felga carefully considered his words and said: "First of all, why would Felina cooperate with you in this situation when there is no benefit to her at all?"

Baijun: "Isn't it a benefit to help her advertise for free and promote her roses?"

Filga remained silent.

I began to think about why Filina needed Baijun to do this kind of free promotion for her, and tried to sort out the logical relationship between them.

Finally thinking about failure.

[Hiss, what a capitalist face! I can hear his calculations even from outside the fairy tale world.]

[Filina: I need you to advertise for me? You want me to do it for free?]

[Translation, the general meaning of Baijun's words is equivalent to: Brother, work hard, and I will try to find you a sister-in-law next year.]

[Daily Question: Does Baijun still remember that he has a live broadcast? Where is his identity? Where is his face? Where is the link? Where is the shopping window? ]

[But this rose really seems to be very useful. If it were to be auctioned, I would really go and bid for it.]

[To be honest, the fraudster is really good at doing business. After all, apart from him, no one else would think that this rose still has commercial value waiting to bloom. ]

[…**Baijun is abnormal, and the audience in his live broadcast room is also abnormal, which is outrageous! ]

Filga: “Are you serious?”

Bai Jun raised his eyes and smiled: "Of course I'm joking."

"It's just a casual remark. Do I have to earn this kind of hard-earned money?"

The tone is as relaxed as always.

Bai Jun's words are sometimes true and sometimes false, making it difficult for people to tell when he is telling the truth and when he is lying.

This usually cannot be judged by his expression changes or subtle movements.

Because apart from acting, he doesn't have any of these minor changes at all.

To accurately judge whether Bai Jun is lying, one must put a mind-testing machine in front of him and test it for every sentence he says.

Otherwise, you can't believe a single word that comes out of his mouth.

If you don't listen to or believe every word he says, you won't be fooled - this is the lesson learned by some viewers of the live broadcast room with blood and tears.

Of course, the above only applies to situations where the white fungus is not actively deceiving people.

If Bai Jun actively wants to deceive someone, then that is an exception. This situation cannot be escaped or avoided. Even if he does not say a word and does not use rhetoric to deceive, there are still countless ways to make people willingly fall into the trap he has already set.

After a systematic calculation, it was found that there were a total of forty-six people who actively committed fraud by Baijun, and without exception, all of them fell into the trap.

——The others were all passive and came to you on their own initiative.

Filga stared at the white fungus for two seconds and nodded to acknowledge the statement.

"Indeed, you rarely do things that are thankless."

Bai Jun corrected with a smile, "No, I never do it, but I am happy to let people I hate do it."

He threw the key into Felga's arms. "There are 23 keys in this bunch, corresponding to the main door, bedroom, utility room and courtyard door. These 23 keys are all the same in size, only the key bits are different."

"Unfortunately, I don't remember which doors these 23 keys correspond to. I'm afraid you'll have to try them one by one."

Bai Jun took two steps to the side and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Filga took out the keys that Baijun had thrown into his arms. There were 23 brass keys neatly strung together.

As Bai Jun said, except for the key teeth, the keys are all the same size and shape, and even the patterns of the carved paper on them are not much different.

If you're lucky, you might be able to figure it out on the first try.

If you are unlucky, you will have to try all 22 keys before you can find the correct key.

Baijun didn't care when Ferga could find the key to open the courtyard gate. After all, there was a main door and a bedroom inside...

He leaned leisurely against the wall, holding a red crystal in his right hand and flipping it between his fingers boredly, his finger joints were incredibly flexible.

"Crack-"

Filja opened the door with the unlocked lock, and looked at Baijun calmly, "It seems that my luck is not bad?"

A steady win.

Bai Jun flipped his hand and held the crystal firmly in his palm, and said with symbolic encouragement: "Come on, keep up the good work."

Then he walked into the wide-open gate without hesitation.

Filga was indeed very lucky. He didn't even have to search through his keychain. He just tried it and it was the correct key for the door.

In the courtyard garden, the gardener was still watering the plants, bending over comically with the pot half tilted, but the water in the lake had long been drained away. Only the man was still maintaining that posture with his eyes closed.

In the corridor, the maid holding the vase turned her head and told the truth to her companion. They were frozen in this moment.

The flowers in the vase are still bright and beautiful because they are moisturized by water.

Bai Jun took the vase from the maid and placed it on the bedside table in a bedroom. Because the sleep time was short, only one day, the room was still clean and tidy, spotless.

Bai Jun took a look at the neatly laid bedding on the bed and finally sat down with satisfaction. After briefly enjoying the happiness bought with money, he took out the red crystal and started to get down to business.

As for the door-opening tool man, Philga, he had been instructed by Baijun to boil water and cook in the kitchen, and was already busy.

[The thing in the fraudster's hand looks so familiar. I knew it when he started playing with it, but I just can't remember where it is. If anyone knows, please tell me.]

[Looks familiar, but I didn't remember to add one. 】

[Hiss, if I remember correctly, it seems to be given by the princess, I don’t know what it is. ]

[Isn’t this a beautiful gem? ]

[Wake up, the one above, how could the princess give you just a beautiful gem? It must be a priceless and beautiful gem at the very least! ]

[Isn't this a gem? I seem to have seen it in other fairy tale worlds. It seems to be a condensation of something important. I can't remember clearly. Wait a minute, let me check it in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.]

[I haven't seen it. But the comments in this live broadcast are really clean. After watching it for so long, there is not even a single hater. It seems that the system's Internet cleaning activities are really effective. ]

【Super Management: ……】

[Super Manager: Do you want to guess whose hand is emitting sparks now? ]

[Hahaha, is there a possibility that I didn't see it because the administrator blocked it quickly? ]

[Moderator: I criticized me so much when those stupid haters were jumping up and down. Now my hands are about to emit sparks. I just wanted to give you a clean live broadcast, but you didn't mention my contribution at all.]

The red crystal gradually emitted colorful starlight in Bai Jun's palm, like fireflies, still shining brightly in the sun.

"So, Princess, what do you want to tell me?"

Bai Jun clenched his fingers together, and without him exerting much force, the crystal clear red crystal broke and shattered from the core, turning into a small pile of grayish-white powder in his hand, which scattered along the gaps between his jade-white fingers.

A wisp of dreamy red smoke overflowed from the crystal powder, accompanied by tiny starlight, carefully lingering between Bai Fungus's fingers.

Bai Jun moved his fingers slightly and lightly touched the tiny starlight.

With his tacit consent, the smoke gradually sank into the air through his fingertips, and the scene in front of Bai Jun's eyes began to blur, passing through many snowflake-like fragments like a kaleidoscope.

Countless fragmented images are arranged together like long mirrors, like a connected kaleidoscope.

On the other side of the kaleidoscope are white fungi that were caught in the debris.

There was a very soft and gentle voice in my ears.

——I give you my sincere heart, and I am willing to believe that you are a good person.

A good person?

The white fungus then laughed.

He stepped over the illusory shadows of the revolving lantern, passed through the smoke mirrors of the kaleidoscope, and came to the central lake folded by countless fragments of memory.

The girl's soul is immersed in the clear blue lake.

The fine and thick golden hair spread in the lake like seaweed. Maybe because it was immersed in water, the golden hair did not sparkle as it had any time before. It was light and had lost its luster.

The eyes were still as blue as ever, but the body, as it passed through the lake, was almost as transparent as the water.

There was only a rose-shaped mark between her eyebrows, which was bright red and still eye-catching through her transparent skin.

Her limbs were bound by chains made of thorns and she was submerged deep in the center of the lake. She could do nothing but open her eyes and watch the azure water drown her.

But she won't die.

Because death is a right only for the living, but not for the soul.

Bai Jun half-crouched by the lake, staring at the girl soaking in the middle of the lake. When her eyes met his, he asked, "Is it painful?"

The girl in the lake shook her head slightly.

Bai Jun chuckled, "Liar."

The girl blinked her eyes and blew out a string of bubbles, trying to explain to him that she was not lying.

"If you're not in pain, then why can't you even break free from these thorns?"

"You should know that a part of these thorns comes from your pain. The more pain you suffer, the tighter these thorns will wrap around you."

Bai Jun jumped into the water and swam towards the girl. In a few breaths, he was in front of the girl. His hand pierced through the sharp thorns and grasped the girl's almost transparent fingers.

"These thorns are not physical, they only exist in your heart. They will only appear when you feel pain and feel the pain."

Bai Jun didn't say anything, but his voice had already reached the girl's ears.

The girl slowly closed her eyes.

"Yes, I'm in pain."

"But I must suffer. Only when I suffer, those innocent people will not be harmed by Filina's thorns."

Bai Jun: "You can't stop Filina. You can't even save your own body."

"Yes, I have no way to stop her, even though she originated from me." The girl paused, "Or rather, she was born because of me."

"But I'm not as strong as her. I'm too weak."

She was already so weak that she would disappear without any external force to destroy her.

"If she can treat my people well, it doesn't matter if she replaces me. She is so powerful that she will always protect them."

Baijun: "Filina is not that kind."

"I know."

The girl shook her head lightly, as if she was helpless. "So that's just if."

"I actually know that she won't tolerate anyone from this world. She hates them."

Bai Jun said calmly: "Because you hate them."

"Yes." The girl admitted. She sighed, "How can I not hate them after being tortured and killed so many times? I always hate them. But compared to hating them, I still love them more."

"Perhaps in a certain world, someone did wrong to me, but who knows, in the next world, that person will sacrifice himself to protect me again."

"I can't remember it, and I don't understand it."

"So I comforted myself, I'm a princess, I can't be so petty, so I forgave them."

"Then I thought, I am a princess, they are my people, I should protect them."