The chef ate the severed hand and the gold coins back into his stomach, then looked up at Xiao Tangqiu and the others. Just when Xiao Tangqiu was on high alert, the chef suddenly turned around stiffly and walked back slowly, dragging his legs.

Xiao Tangqiu paused for a moment and subconsciously chased after him.

No one knew when the chef ran out of the room. Because of the big cut on his stomach that was made by Duan Hongzhen, a lot of gold coins fell out of his body. There were some gold coins scattered on the way back. He walked back slowly, bending down to pick up the gold coins all the way. After a while, he finally picked up all the gold coins that fell out of his body, and stuffed them back into the big crack in his stomach one by one.

The chef finally returned to the previous room and slowly climbed back into the wooden box. His body was too big for the box, but he still forced himself in. In order to force himself into the box, his limbs had to twist and deform again, and there seemed to be a sound of breaking from his joints.

Finally, the chef stuffed himself into the wooden box alive, then he twisted his neck and closed his eyes, turning into a cold corpse again.

Tang Mianmian was silent for a long time before she asked Xiao Tangqiu, "Is it done?"

Xiao Tangqiu: "...That should be the case."

Tang Mianmian: "So he just wants to snatch the gold coin back?"

Xiao Tangqiu nodded stiffly: "That should be it."

He suddenly felt the ruby ring in his pocket getting warm. That ruby ring was also taken out from the chef's corpse...

After returning to the deck, Tang Mianmian obviously thought of this question: "Why didn't he take back the ruby ring?"

Xiao Tangqiu's heart suddenly began to beat wildly: "This question... I want to know too..."

"Rather than why he didn't take back the ruby ring, I'd rather know why he took back those gold coins," Fei You suddenly said. His face was very pale. After all, the scene just now was too horrifying for a newcomer like him, but it was clear that his fear was still overwhelmed by curiosity. "What's the significance of those gold coins?"

Xiao Tangqiu was about to say something when the newcomer who was being chased by the chef screamed, "Save me! Save me!"

The newcomer was chased all the way and his life potential was squeezed out. It was not until he climbed onto the deck that he found that his stomach had been ripped open. He hurriedly picked up his intestines that were scattered on the ground and stuffed them back into the ship, but it was in vain. Instead, his hands were covered in blood. He could only desperately ask for help from Duan Hongzhen and others.

Duan Hongzhen crossed his arms and said, "Your injuries are too severe. There's no hope of recovery."

Tang Mianmian also sighed beside Xiao Tangqiu: "With such a serious injury, he can only be saved if we can return to the Abyss City...but we have just entered the dungeon." And the newcomer may not survive to the end.

"You're a liar! You're a liar!" the newcomer burst into tears. "Help! Help!"

"Why did you take the gold coins in the first place?" Duan Hongzhen raised an eyebrow. "In this world, no matter how much money you have, it's meaningless and you won't be able to spend it."

"I know I was wrong! I'm sorry! Save me, save me..." The newcomer's voice became weaker and weaker. He had lost too much blood.

Xiao Tangqiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Duan Hongzhen and the others had personally experienced countless copies and had long been tempered into steel. Naturally, they knew that money was worthless in this world of life and death. But these newcomers were different. They still held on to the hope of being able to go back... Wasn't it the same when he first came to this world?