It had a hunched back and its tongue was oozing with saliva, which stuck to Ji Qianqin's cheek, making it feel slippery and nauseating.

At this moment, Ji Qianqin felt like her body was a rag doll. Every cell in her body seemed to be in severe pain, and several bones seemed to be broken.

Hiss, it hurts...

Are those guys from Mingri lying? That’s right, I was really stupid to listen to the comments and watch other people’s live broadcasts.

Ji Qianqin's body swayed weakly in the air, her thoughts hazy as if she was drunk: "After all, I'm a professional anchor. Isn't it just checking in on other people's live broadcast rooms? Anyway, after checking in on them, their performance is still so bad. Doesn't this mean that my identity as an 'anchor' is completely disqualified?"

That would be fine, but in the end, even her makeup was ruined, and she looked so ugly during the live broadcast, it was so embarrassing...

It was so stupid. He had just started his career, but he died like this. He was ugly and stupid. If his friends saw him, they would probably cry and laugh at the same time at his funeral.

Ah, my headache...

In just a short moment, Ji Qianqin thought of a lot of things.

Then soon, a deep voice came into her ears: "You."

"Tell me," the monster's movements looked like it was going to eat her head, but it was actually just whispering something in her ear, "How did you know that I was hallucinating?"

Is this really an illusion?

No, no, no, I must have been hit before, and the pain now is real.

In other words, did this guy go from hallucination to reality?

Tsk, if we had acted earlier, would we have been able to expose this guy's cover?

Looking at Ji Qianqin's hands hanging limply, Zuimian couldn't help but frown.

"This guy knows that I'm an illusion, which is wrong because I have never revealed my abilities to anyone," it thought to itself, "and it even knows that there are cracks on the illusion object I created..."

If knowing that you are hallucinating can be explained by "amazing observation skills", then being able to say "there are cracks in the hallucination" is really confusing.

Although it had used illusion to create two students, it had been dismembering the "students" behind the group of people's backs. In other words, they had no way of seeing the specific process of its dismemberment, let alone seeing anything wrong.

Moreover, the illusions he had created before were all in the dark, so there was no way they could be exposed...

This should obviously be the case, but this guy seemed to know everything and directly revealed his situation.

If he hadn't absorbed enough "fear" to strengthen to the next level, he might have been killed by this guy.

This is an unprecedented dangerous situation.

Zuimian's eyes gradually became colder.

It looked at Ji Qianqin, and after considering for a moment, it continued, "I'll give you one last chance."

"Tell me how you knew all that, and I'll let you live," it said. "I mean what I say."

Seeing Zuimian biting his hair, Ji Qianqin fell silent.

After a while, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Who would negotiate with an ugly bitch like you?"

Ji Qianqin raised her hand with difficulty and raised two middle fingers towards the guilty face: "It's ugly and disgusting. Even if it is placed on the platform, people will at most criticize it for being mentally retarded for its unacceptable culture of ugliness. Hurry up and squat in the public toilet to form a food chain for me!"

"Just wait quietly. Anyway, you never know who knows your secret. As long as you exist, you will be troubled by this matter. Because you don't know whether those who know your secret know how to deal with you."

Ji Qianqin laughed loudly, with her middle finger standing upright like a sword: "So just go eat shit, you stupid idiot! "

Zuimian looked at Ji Qianqin silently.

It is not enraged. People who can control emotions are rarely controlled by emotions. Only by controlling your own emotions first can you control the emotions of others.

It just felt a little regretful: "What a pity, I really wanted to let you go..."

As it said this, it couldn't help but shook its head.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Ji Qianqin was stunned for a second, "Ah, is this true?"

"Really, because I really keep my word," Guilty's expression was serious, "This is one of my few advantages."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Ji Qianqin was a little stuck.

She could only endure the pain in her body and secretly looked at the guilty face: "Then I will tell you now, okay..."

"I'm sorry, but it's no use," Guilty Face shook his head, "Like I said before, I always keep my word. I'll only give you one chance, and only one chance."

After saying this, its fingers gradually tightened and its mouth slowly opened.

The bloody mouth slowly opened, and countless teeth turned outward above the lips, closely arranged like crystal marbles. In just a few seconds, the head of the sinner had already shown a weird exaggeration, and its nostrils even touched the ceiling.

However, just when it was about to completely devour Ji Qianqin.

The next second, a gentle voice came from outside the operating room: "As I said before, the entity of 'Sin Face' is not human. Rather than being a living thing, it is more like an object."

"It can grab the fear of humans and gradually grow, which will give it a physical body. In other words, if the 'sin face' at the beginning is an illusion, then it will become more and more real. Until it becomes real."

At this time, another man's voice was heard. However, this man's voice was a little muffled, as if it was covered by something: "Then how should we deal with it, Prophet?"

"There are two ways to deal with it, one is a temporary solution, and the other is a permanent solution," the man called "The Prophet" said with a smile, "The temporary solution is to destroy its real body, and the permanent solution is to find its true body."

"So what we need to do now is to find its body?"

"No, we need to treat the symptoms and the root cause."

The prophet's tone was calm and soothing, even sounding a little nonchalant: "We need to find its true form and solve its current body, only then can it be considered healthy."

The sound of these words was getting closer.

It was so close that in the next second, the door of the operating room was opened, and these words burst into the entire dilapidated operating room.

Looking at the person standing in the shadow, Zuimian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Putting down Ji Qianqin in his hand, he stared at the three people in front of him.

Or to be more precise.

From the very beginning, it looked at the young man with a smile on his face.

He was a man wearing a thick scarf and carrying a handbag in the middle of summer.

Sinface had very good eyesight, so it could easily see the pale spots around the collar of the other person - based on its own understanding, this was definitely not the fair skin color of a normal human.

Very strange.

Zuimian thought so in his heart.

It's not just because of the other person's appearance, but also because of the other person's expression that seemed to be confident, as well as the previous conversation.

Under Zuimian's sight, the man slowly stepped forward and took a few glances at Zuimian, Ji Qianqin and the students.

"I see," the man suddenly realized, "I thought it was the second stage, but I didn't expect it to have entered the third stage."

"You should have had a good meal, right, Sinface?" the man looked at the monster. "It feeds on people's fears, projecting them from the illusion into the real world, and then strengthening its own abilities, changing from 'normal' to 'dangerous'."

Listening to the man's words, Sinface looked at him silently.

It took a long time.

It slowly spoke: "Who are you? Why do you seem to know everything about me?"

The man who was asked this question rubbed his hair in annoyance: "I always feel like I've been asked this question these past few days...

"But never mind. I'm going to be asked more and more questions in the future. I'll just say it a few more times now as a drill."

The man pulled his scarf and said with a smile: "'Sinface'... No, this is your future name.

"Now that the hands have not moved and time is flowing backwards, perhaps I should call you 'Zou Ye's Mask'?"

Zou Ye...

Zuimian pursed his lips and stared at the man intently.

Under its gaze, the man said calmly and indifferently: "As for me, you can call me, 'Prophet'."

Facing the bulging eyes of Sinface, the prophet said with a smile: "It's the leader of the 'Daylight' organization who came here specially to deal with the problem."