116 A Feast of a Hundred Devious Tales (10)
Even the strange can evoke fear.
The unconventional gardener watched tenderly as the equally unconventional flower absorbed the small clump of flowing ashes as fertilizer.
Not a single trace remained, as if that ugly, monstrous creature had never existed.
Xi Ya secretly swallowed her saliva.
I have a feeling that I just witnessed some particularly brazen murder and dismemberment scene...
"Let's go check out the other rooms."
The two pushed the door open again and went out.
As she continued past the rose vines climbing the wall, Xi Ya inexplicably felt less afraid than before, after all, she had personally witnessed Qin Fu'an "feeding" the vines.
However, once they entered the corridor, they were attacked by the monsters again.
Qin Fu'an perfectly carried out his previous instructions, and did not let the squad leader Xi Ya lift a finger. Of course, the number of masks he removed, washed, and stored away also increased.
It's estimated that players from several major guilds and casual players watching Qin Fu'an's live stream in the game lobby are all tempted and plan to buy from him as soon as the dungeon is released.
This mask, capable of perfect disguise, was useless against Qin Fu'an, but for other players, it was incredibly rare and highly sought after; they couldn't even buy it in the shop with their Ghost Coins.
After a series of battles, the biggest harvest came from the rose vines.
As Qin Fu'an said, the "ashes" of every dead monster are the best fertilizer.
At least Xi Ya witnessed players and monsters desperately clearing away the flower vines and fighting against them. Just as the flower vines finally withered and lost their vitality, Qin Fu'an buried the "ashes." Within three seconds, the battle on the other side became one-sided.
It turned into a one-sided beating by the flower vines...
Hmmmm... How can this not be considered a one-sided battle?
Meanwhile, the strange creatures over there were still astonished by the sudden increase in the flower vine's combat power, and even began to suspect that this was a trap specially made for them by Lanbai.
Xi Ya: ...Unintentionally, things turned out well?
However, Qin Fu'an never revealed any scheming. He seemed to be only interested in making money. Even if he occasionally spared the players or monsters, he would always remove their masks first, clean them up, and put them into his personal space.
One by one, people, whether cunning or treacherous, were forced to reveal their true colors because of his actions.
At this point, Xi Ya was unaware of the chaos this would cause; she was standing in a safe place with her viewers in the live stream, enjoying the spectacle.
A creature that resembled neither a human nor a monster stopped Qin Fu'an.
Unlike those he had encountered before, the other party did not launch an unreasonable attack right away. Instead, he smiled and asked Qin Fu'an to cooperate.
"With our strength, removing the deeply entrenched roses from the castle won't be difficult, but having so many insects jumping around in front of you must be quite annoying, right? Why don't we join forces and wipe them out first..."
Before the other person could finish speaking, Qin Fu'an raised his hand to interrupt.
"Excuse me," the boy asked politely, "Do you think I resemble the knife you can hold?"
The implication is: Do you think I'm stupid enough to let you take advantage of me so easily?
other side:"……"
He didn't expect Qin Fu'an to be so unpredictable; even his refusal was full of provocation.
“We are all players…” he tried to regain his rhythm.
The response was interrupted again: "No, you're no longer a player."
Qin Fu'an calmly watched his horrified expression, and gently exposed him further: "You're about to become a monster, aren't you?"
Upon hearing this, Xi Ya, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, unconsciously straightened up. The player who had been secretly spying unknowingly exposed his breathing, while the player who had been exposed by Qin Fu'an instinctively retreated, staring at Qin Fu'an in horror, his eyes filled with a murderous intent and despair that he himself was unaware of.
"Do you want to give it one last shot, or do you want to drag me down as your scapegoat?" Qin Fu'an approached step by step.
But compared to the physical closeness of his body, what gave the other party the ultimate sense of pressure was his seemingly casual words.
Every word and phrase easily brought out all his fear, despair, and taut nerves, exposing them blatantly to everyone's gaze.
His panic, his determination, his insidious scheme to risk everything when he was cornered...
How could this person know me so well after just one meeting? How could he see through all the dirty emotions in my heart?
"You, your skill... is mind reading?!" This was the only possibility he could think of.
Right after he uttered this guess, many hidden shadows in the darkness rustled away from Qin Fu'an, hiding in the far darkness to watch everything that was happening here.
Mind reading, such an overpowered skill, must have limitations and scope. All the players who knew about it were quietly retreating, and the monsters were avoiding it like the plague.
They fear having their fatal weaknesses discovered and then being killed in one fell swoop.
Qin Fu'an: "..."
The boy blinked in surprise, seemingly not expecting things to turn out this way.
However, he quickly revealed a wicked smile and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You've revealed my biggest secret. It seems there's no way I'm going to spare your life now."
Player: "..."
The curse words stuck in his throat, unable to come out or come down, making him clench his fists and glare at Qin Fu'an with resentment.
This person was the one who revealed their biggest secret first!
Qin Fu'an smiled mockingly, gradually pushing his opponent into an even more inescapable predicament.
Like a cat toying with a mouse, it quietly paces around, yet it has already frightened the poor mouse to the point of near-fatal convulsions.
"Damn it!" the player cursed in despair. He knew he couldn't beat Qin Fu'an and had no chance of winning, but he was forced to risk his life to attack him.
This was the last struggle he could muster.
He already regretted it. If he had known that Qin Fu'an had the ability to read minds, he would never have rashly chosen him as his target. That way, he would not have ended up in this hopeless situation!
As its master lunged forward, a short dagger swiftly approached Qin Fu'an's heart. This was no ordinary dagger; it was entirely blood-red, and with each swing, it left a dark red bloodstain in mid-air, clearly an extremely troublesome and ominous object.
The creatures that were secretly watching held their breath, excitedly observing the scene. Whoever was about to die would have a very fresh and delicious meal of blood.
Xi Ya took a small step forward, feigning concern for a second.
The person being attacked, Qin Fu'an, seemed to hear something. After his ears twitched slightly, he simply stood still without making any attempt to dodge or retaliate.
This scene caused an incredulous excitement to flash in the eyes of the attacking player. He breathed heavily and increased the force of his attack, which also became faster in an instant. The blade easily pierced the fabric of Qin Fu'an's clothes outside his heart—
"Sizzle!"
It was the sound of a sharp blade swiftly piercing flesh.
But Qin Fu'an was still standing there, perfectly fine.
The player who attacked him stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his breath trembling as he slowly looked down and saw his chest cavity, from which a bright red hole had been easily pierced.
The dagger he used to take the lives of his enemies clattered to the ground, and the gushing, warm, foul-smelling blood quickly gushed out along his stiff body.
And he, until his death, did not know why he died.
"Squad leader, collect the body." Qin Fu'an's eyes were dark as he raised his hand and pushed the still-warm corpse toward the stunned Xi Ya.
Xi Ya suddenly came to her senses, and her body reached out and caught the bloody corpse that had fallen over faster than her brain.
"This... is for me?" Xi Ya looked at Qin Fu'an, her voice filled with surprise, as she supported herself against the corpse that was much taller than herself.
Qin Fu'an smiled and nodded: "It should be a very good corpse. Can you check if it meets the requirements?"
Xi Ya nodded vigorously: "Yes, wait for me!"
She gently laid the body down, as if afraid of touching even a single hair on it.
But when she laid the body flat and squatted down to touch and examine it, Xiya became lost in her own world.
Qin Fu'an stood calmly by her side, listening to the faint rustling sounds in the darkness, stimulated by the smell of blood, as if he heard nothing.
Beside him, Xi Ya knelt in the pool of blood, her fair fingers measuring and gently stroking the gradually cooling corpse inch by inch. Occasionally, she would form a strange hand seal and insert it into the corpse. Her lips were pursed, her expression focused and indifferent, completely opposite to her usual lively and ethereal image.
Qin Fu'an broke several of the strange "arms" that reached out to snatch the corpse.
The severed limbs, no longer concealed by the mask, fell to the ground, turning into grotesque lumps of flesh, repulsive yet seemingly adding a touch of more enticing aroma to the original bloody feast.
There are hundreds of monsters, probably hiding in the darkness now, at least eighty or ninety if not a hundred.
The air around him grew increasingly tense in the darkness, a sense of imminent crisis enveloping Qin Fu'an. The breaths lurking in the shadows drew ever closer...
Qin Fu'an lowered his eyes, looking at Xi Ya who was still frowning as she dealt with the corpse, then gently raised his eyes to look at the "person" closest to him.
Unexpectedly meeting each other's gaze, the other person was startled and was about to retreat when he was entangled and bound by a cold snake tail. He had no ability to resist or struggle and could only futilely utter fragmented sounds of begging for mercy and regret from his throat.
The rustling sounds all around stopped abruptly at that moment.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the "person" entangled by the snake's tail was mercilessly squeezed inch by inch, starting from the waist. The sound of bones breaking was teeth-grinding, and the skin and flesh were torn and twisted into a ball. The upper and lower body swayed and connected together, and finally the middle became a sticky and blurry mass of flesh.
Finally, the mask, which could no longer be maintained, was easily removed, and the pile of flesh fell to the ground, only to turn into an even more rotten pile of flesh.
Its original appearance is no longer recognizable.
This is also a fresh blood dish.
This time, however, no one moved in the darkness; only fear and trepidation slowly retreated.
Even the most bizarre things can evoke fear.
They knew they were being used as a warning to others, but none of them dared to be angry or approach.
The word "dare not" easily shattered the greed and madness that Lambe had previously stirred up.
Become rational and cautious, become...more like a human being.
"I'm all better." Xi Ya stood up, and with her stood up the corpse with a bloody hole in its chest.
[Author's Note]
The little rose that's been fed so many times: You dare kill my gardener? You're asking for it!
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