I Became a God in a Horror Game
Chapter 179: Rose Factory
Besidetherosefields.
Severalhundredkilogramsofrequisitionedroseshadalreadypiledintoasmallmountainbesidetheflowerfields.Standinginfrontofit,QiYifangpulledoutaweathervaneswayinggentlyinthewind,pointedittowardthemountainofroses,andraisedithigh.
henheclosedhiseyesandtookadeepbreath.
“...Relativehumidity:78%.emperature:26degreesCelsius.Cloudyturningovercast.osustainedwindshiftingintoalightnortherlybreeze.Windforce:orthWindevel1...”
QiYifangabruptlyopenedhiseyes.
Withaflickofhisthumb,hespunthewoodenweathervaneandspokesteadily:
“Commencingdaytimeweatherbroadcast.”
[Systemotification:PlayerQiYifanghasactivatedskill(WeatherBroadcast)]
[SkillRange:Circularlocalizedareawithaten-meterradius]
[Skillffect:Predictsweatherconditionswithinalocalizedarea.Withinalimitedrange,canperformmicro-adjustmentstowinddirection,windintensity,sunlight,rainfall,andotherweatherphenomena.]
[FriendlyReminder:Activatingthisskillwillcontinuouslyreducetheplayer’sStaminaandMentalalue.Confirmusage?]
[Confirm.]
hemomentthesystemnotificationended,thewoodenweathervaneinQiYifang’shandbeganspinningviolently.
Atthesametime,bothhisStaminaandMentalaluebarsslowlybegantodrop.
QiYifangexhaledslowlyandbeganhisbroadcastinadeepvoice.
“...Duringtoday’sdaytimehours,alocalizedtornadowithanapproximaterotationalforceof2gwilloccur...followedbytwelvecontinuoushoursofsunlight...nighttimeconditions:lightwind,overcastturningclear...”
Ashiswordsfell,theweathervanespunevenfaster.
Aspiralinggustofcoldwindsuddenlysweptthroughtheareabesidetheflowerfield.hewindstrangelyremainedconfinedwithinasmallradius,circlingcontinuouslyaroundthemountainofroses.
Rosepetalsweighingroughly2gramsweresweptupwardintotherotatingairflow,whilelighterdebriswasblownawayentirely.eavierimpuritiesremainedscatteredacrosstheground.
hetinytornado,adjustedaccordingtoweightparameters,resembledahigh-precisioncentrifuge,perfectlyseparatingtherosesfromallunwantedmaterial.
Whatwouldnormallyhaverequiredanentiredayandnightofmanualsortingwascompletedinbarelytenminutes.
hecleanedroseswereneatlystackedintoorganizedpileswhiletheminiaturetornadograduallydissipated.
mmediatelyafterward,dazzlingsunlightpoureddownfromthesky,illuminatingthetranslucentdewclingingtothepetalsuntiltheyshimmeredbrilliantly.
QiYifangloweredtheweathervaneandlookedatthedried-leafrosesthathadalreadyenteredthe[Air-Drying]phase.
Satisfied,hebrushedthegrassandleavesblownontohisclothesawayandturnedtowardtheothertwoplayerswithagrin.
“verything’sfullyprocessed.Bytomorrowmorning,wecanmovedirectlyintothesecondstage.”
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RoseFactory—pen-AirPlaza.
Alonglinehadformedbesideanautomaticmesh-screeningmachine.
hiswasoneoftheraremodernmachinesinsidetheRoseFactory.Workersonlyneededtodumprosesintothedeviceforafewminutesbeforeobtainingperfectlysorteddried-leafroses.
owever,becausetheRoseFactorypromoteditselfasahandcrafted,anti-industrialluxuryperfumebrand,therewereveryfewofthesemachines.
Andeverysingleonewasmonopolizedbyveteranprocessingworkersasaformofprivilege.
arlier,QiYifangandtheothershadattemptedtolineupanduseoneaswell,onlytobedrivenawaybyolderworkerscursingatthemviciously.
“ryingtousemachinesrightaftergettingpromoted?!”
“Younewcomersaregettingarrogantalready!”
“Stopthinkingaboutcheatingyourwaythroughworkallday!”
“osquatonthegroundandsortthedeadleavesbyhandlikeeveryoneelse!”
QiYifangandtheothersweren’tafraidoftheprocessors,butunnecessarilyantagonizingPCsinagamewasrarelyawisedecision.SinceQiYifang’sabilitycouldsolvetheissueanyway,heultimatelychosetoleavequietlywiththeothers.
Afterall,inagamewhereMentalaluedidnotnaturallyrecover,usingaskillthatconsumedMentalaluejusttocompletelabortaskswashardlyideal.
Butthesituationnowwasclearlydifferent.
hemomentangrdasteppedintotheline,severalveteranprocessorsimmediatelystartedgrumblingagainafternoticinghewasanewlypromotedworker.
“What’swrongwithyounewcomers?!”
“Youinsistonstealingourmachines?!”
“obackanddoyourproperwork!”
“xactly!Freshrecruitsalreadytryingtoslackoffwithmachinery.fyoudon’tsufferproperlyfirst,you’llneverlearnanything.We’reteachingyouforyourowngood!”
angrdasweptacoldglanceovertheprocessorssurroundinghim.
estilldidn’tsayanything.
Butangrda’sphysiquealonewasenoughtomakepeoplenervous.
all,broad-shouldered,withlong,powerfullimbs,thelooseprotectivesuitlookedmorelikeathleticwearstretchedtightlyacrosshisbody.Combinedwiththeoppressivedownwardpressureofhisgazefromabove,heradiatedasuffocatingsenseofintimidation.
henoisyprocessorsinstantlyquieted.
oonedaredraisetheirvoiceanymore.heycouldonlymuttercomplaintsundertheirbreath.
Yetjustasangrdawasabouttoreachthemachine,oneoftheveteranworkersdeliberatelycutinfrontofhim.
hemaneventurnedbackandshotangrdaaprovocativelookbeforewavingothersforwardtocutthelineaswell.
twasanobviousdisplayofauthoritymeanttosuppressanewcomer’sconfidenceandpreventangrdafromusingthemachine.
fnewcomerswereallowedaccesstotheequipment,theirefficiencywouldnaturallyrise—
Andwiththealreadybrutaleliminationrateamongprocessingworkers,veteranworkerswouldfindpromotionevenharder.
Usingunspokenrulestocrushnewcomers,limittheirsurvivalspace,andexploitthemforone’sownadvancementwaspracticallystandardoperatingprocedureamongoldprocessors.
Whetherthatbehaviorruinedotherpeople’slivelihoodsordrovethemtodeathwasirrelevanttothem.
nfact,manyofthemhopedmorenewcomerswoulddie.
hatwaynobodycouldcompetefortheirpositions.
QiYifanghadchosentoretreatearlierbecausetheystilldidn’tfullyunderstandthemechanicsofthisevel3game.
angrda,however,didnotcareaboutoffendingPCs.
isstrengthgavehimenoughconfidencetoacthoweverhepleasedinaevel3game.
venifeveryprocessorintheentireRoseFactorytransformedintomonstersandtargetedhimbecauseofthis,angrdawascertainofonething—
heonesdyingintheendwouldnotbehim.
Withoutchangingexpression,angrdashiftedthesackofrosesintohislefthand.
hen,withasmoothmotionofhisrighthand,asilverhandgunappearedinhispalm.
heheavyfirearmspunoncearoundhisfingerbeforehegrippeditfirmlyandraisedthemuzzletowardthebackoftheoldprocessor’shead.
“don’tmindkillingsomeonebeforework,”angrdasaidcalmly.
“Mypreviousjobinvolvedkillingpeoplewhoturnedbad.”
ecockedthegun.
“Sotellme.Areyoubadenoughyet?”
heveteranprocessorwhohadbeenactingsmugmomentsagoimmediatelywentpale.
isentirebodytrembledviolently.
rindinghisteeth,hestumbledasidewithoutanotherword.
angrdawalkedforwardasthoughnothinghadhappened,dumpedtherosesintothescreeningmachine,collectedthesortedrosesbackintothesack,andholsteredthegunbehindhiswaist.
henheslungthesackoveroneshoulderwithonehandandwalkedaway.
veryprocessorwhohadblockedhimearliersilentlymovedasidewithsicklyexpressions.
nlyafterangrda’sfigurecompletelydisappeareddidtheoldprocessorfinallybegincursingfuriously.
“Whatthehelliswrongwiththisbatchofnewcomers?!”
“heyeitherstealourmachinesorsomehowfinishworkinstantlywithweirdtricks!”
“Andtherearestilltwopeoplewhohaven’tevenstartedsortingyet!”
“t’salmostnoonalready.ftheydon’thurryandstartair-drying,there’snowaythey’llmeettomorrow’sweighingquota.”
isexpressionturnedmaliciouslygleeful.
“hosetwoaredefinitelygettingdemotedbacktoflowerpickers.”
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nsideanabandonedfactory.
Baiiustoodatoparustedshippingcontainer,surroundedbyrefugeeswhohadregainedtheirsanity.
herefugeessatobedientlyonthefilthygroundbelowhim,staringupwardwithblazingeyesfilledwithdesperatehope,asthoughlookingatasavior.
StandinghalfastepbehindBaiiuatopthecontainerwastherefugeewhohadledthegroupthepreviousnight.
iseyesshonewithexcitementasheaddressedthecrowd.
“believeeveryoneherealreadyknowsMr.Baiiu!”
“heRosePerfumeeveryonereceivedtodaywasearnedpersonallybyMr.Baiiuwhileworkinginsidethefactory—andthendistributedtousentirelyforfree!”
Arippleofcommotionspreadthroughthecrowd.
herefugeequicklymotionedforsilencebeforerespectfullysteppingaside.
“Pleaseremaincalm.Mr.Baiiuhasevenbetternewstosharewitheveryone.”
“owthen—Mr.Baiiu.”
Baiiusteppedforward.
isvoicewasnotloud,buttherefugeesbelowweresoquietthateverywordechoedclearlythroughoutthehollow,ruinedfactory.
“genuinelywanttohelpallofyou.”
ewithdrewanotherbottleofperfumefromhispocket.
isexpressionremainedcalmandsincere.
“Butoneperson’sstrengthislimited.’monlyalow-levelprocessorinthefactory.Atmost,canearnthreebottlesoflow-gradeperfumeperday.”
“nebottleonlylastsfourhours.”
“fdividethisamountamongallofyou,thenevenkeepingasmallnumberofpeopleawakeforlongbecomesimpossible.”
“fthiscontinues,won’tbeabletohelpyouforverylong.”
helightintherefugees’eyesdimmed.
YetnoneofthemspoketoblameBaiiu.
Aftersufferingforsolong,eventemporarysalvationfromsomeonelikeBaiiufeltmiraculousenoughtoearntheirgratitude.
Attheveryleast,theyhadbrieflyregainedhumanconsciousnessinsteadofremainingtrappedbeneaththecontrolofRose★𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭★Perfume,enduringtheendlessnumbitchoftentaclesgrowingfromtheirbones.
heyhadspentsolongunabletomaintainhumanformthatmanynolongerknewwhethertheywerehumanormonsteranymore.
vennow,whilesittinguprightontheground,theystillfoughttheinstinctiveurgetocrawlonallfours.
“Butifyou’rewillingtohelpme,”Baiiucontinued,“thenmyhelpcancontinueindefinitely.”
herefugeesimmediatelylookedupagain.
ensionanddesperatelongingfilledtheireyes.
“neperson’spowerislimited,”Baiiusaidsteadily.“Butifyouhelpmecompletemorefactorywork,canobtainmoreperfume.”
“Andifobtainmoreperfume,canawakenmorerefugees.”
“verybottleofperfumeproducedthroughyourlaborwillbeusedtohelpmorepeopleuntileventuallywebuildenoughstrengthtogetherformetobecomeFactoryManager.”
Baiiu’stonebecamesolemn.
“AndthedayobtaintheperfumeformulaandbecomeFactoryManager—”
“—everybottleofRosePerfumeproducedbythisfactorywillbecomefree.”
“Forever.”
heproposalwasoverwhelminglytempting.
Yettherefugees’expressionsbecameconflictedwithfear.
hispromisesoundedpainfullyfamiliar.
Yearsago,thepeoplepromotingRosePerfumehadusedtheexactsamewords.
Backthentheyhadalsopromisedfreeperfumeforeveryone.
Andnow?
owevenasinglebottlecostanimpossibleprice.
herefugeesstaredatBaiiuwithsuspicion,fear,desperation,andtearsintheireyes.
ikedrowningpeoplestaringatthefinalpieceofdriftwoodinablackswamp.
heydidn’tknowwhetherBaiiuwaslying—
rsimplyleadingthemintoanevendeeperpit.
Butwhatchoicedidtheyhave?
Afteralongsilence,atremblingskeletalhandslowlyrosefromthecrowd.
“...Mr.Baiiu...”
hespeakerwasayoungwomanwhosebodyhadalreadywitheredbeyondrecognition.nherarmssheheldatinyinfantwithshriveledfeet.
hebabyweaklysuckedonathumbalreadybeginningtodecay.
nsidethechild’sdarkeyesbloomedtwowitheredrosesutterlyoutofplaceinsomeonesoyoung.
earsfilledthewoman’sownrose-filledeyesasshestaredatBaiiuwithoutblinking.
“...fyoubecomeFactoryManager...willyoureallyremainagoodpersonwillingtohelpus?”
“o.”
Baiiuansweredimmediately.
“Mostlikelynot.”
“’msayingthesethingsnowbecausewanttoconvinceyoutoworkforme.”
“JustlikethepreviousFactoryManagerwhopromotedRosePerfume.”
Silencecrashedoverthecrowd.
hentheabandonedfactoryexplodedintonoise.
herefugeesclenchedtheirfistsandrosetotheirfeet,glaringatBaiiuwithfurious,despairingeyes.
hefainthopetheyhadjustregainedcollapsedagain.
Somepeopleloweredtheirheadsnumbly,asthoughtheyhadexpectedthisoutcomeallalong.
heyoungmotherweaklyloweredherarmandquietlycriedwhilecallingherchild’snameunderherbreath.
Andyet—
otasinglerefugeerushedforwardtoattackBaiiu.
Becauseevenafteropenlyadmittinghisselfishmotives,hewasstilltheirfinalhope.
Aslongastheycouldescape—evenbriefly—fromtheagonyoftheiraddictiontoRosePerfume,theyhadnochoicebuttoobeywhoevercontrolledthesource.
venifitmeantsinkingdeeperintohell.
Baiiuslowlyswepthisgazeacrosstherefugeesbelow.
riginally,hecouldhavecontinueddeceivingthemwithbeautifullies.
venafterlearningthetruth,thesepeoplewouldstillwillinglyworkforhiminexchangeforafleetingbreathofperfume.
AslongasRosePerfumeexisted,thecyclewouldneverend.
hemomentordinarypeoplebeganplacingalltheirhopesinthefantasyof“agoodpersonbecomingFactoryManager,”itmeantnothingremainedcapableofrestrainingevilanymore.
fmoralitybecomesthethingusedtorestrainprofit—
henprofitwillsimplydisguiseitselfasmorality.
ButBaiiuhadnointerestinperfume.
elikedmoney.
hiskindofworldheldnomeaningforhim.
venifcontrollingtheperfumeallowedhimtostandaboveothersspiritually,Baiiufeltnointerestinthatsuperiority.
epreferredworldswherecurrencyfunctionedasrealvalue.
Whichwaswhyheintendedtodestroythisone.
“Youcannotplaceyourhopesonmebeingagoodperson.”
“’mnot.”
“AndaslongasRosePerfumecontinuestoexist,nobodywhobecomesFactoryManagerwillremainagoodperson.”
Baiiulookeddownattherefugeeswithcompletelyemotionlesseyes.
“ButiftoldyouthatbecomingFactoryManagerwouldallowmetoeliminateRosePerfumeentirely...”
“...andstopallofyoufromcontinuingtowither...” 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
“Wouldyouhelpme?”
herefugeesslowlyraisedtheirheadsindisbelief.
Rose-filledeyesreflectedBaiiu’scalmface.
“YouhelpmebecomeFactoryManager,”Baiiusaidevenly,“andhelpyouendyourwithering.”
“hisisn’tcharity.”
“t’sanequalexchange.”
“Willyoudoit?”
hecryingyoungmotherwasthefirsttostandup.
oldingherchildtightly,sheaskedthroughtremblingsobs:
“sittrue?!Mr.Baiiu,canyoureallystopthewitheringforus—formychild?!”
Baiiusmiled.
hesixthpetalbloomedwithintheroseinhisrighteye,whilecracksalongtheedgeofhiseyesocketdeepenedenoughtorevealbonebeneaththeskin.
“ffail,”hesaidsoftly,“then’llwithertoo.”
“alreadygavemostofmyperfumetoyou.Youcankeepwatchingmecontinuetodoso.”
“Butifcan’tfindasolution,’llbethefirstonetodiefromit.”
“Doyoubelievemenow?”
Asilencesocompleteitcouldhaveswallowedapin.
hentheyoungmotherclutchedherchildtightlyandbrokedowncompletely.
“hankyou...thankyousomuch...!”
heabandonedfactoryeruptedintoexcitedchaos.
herefugeesliftedBaiiufromtheshippingcontainerandthrewhimintotheairrepeatedly.
herosesbloominginsidetheireyesresembleddyingflames—
Weak.
Flickering.
Yetstillstubbornlyburning.
heauthor’snoteexplainingQiYifang’sweatherskillisjustmetacommentaryandnotpartoftheactualchapternarrative,soitshouldbeomittedinapolishededitedversion.