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Chapter 398 Butcher Killer

Judging from the conversation inside, it seems that this so-called "saintess" has been in this game countless times.

Gu Mian felt that this game was not like a typical game where you could only start over once you reached the ending.

He speculated that the game's world was constantly moving forward, and the players controlling the characters were the ones bringing a continuous stream of "saintesses" to these characters.

What a strange worldview.

Moreover, judging from what the people inside said, it seems that no player can escape the fate of being stuffed into their stomachs.

How exactly did they play the game?

As an unconventional player, Gu Mian naturally had to fight back, and countless wicked ideas flashed through his mind in an instant.

New words keep appearing at the bottom of the screen.

“Although an accident happened, the Holy Maiden has always been obedient, hasn’t she? This time will be no different, and we have so many people here. You can wait a moment and find a few people to carry Bai Sha and the others back and divide them up…”

Seeing this, Gu Mian quietly left.

Instead of checking the fork in the road on the right, he returned to the earthen nest the little bird had arranged for him.

Back here, Gu Mian took the kerosene lamp out of her inventory, lit it with a lighter, and casually put the stool legs that she had painstakingly removed back in.

It's worth mentioning that these two props are very well designed; one hand can hold a kerosene lamp for illumination while the other can lift a chair leg to hit someone.

Sure enough, the bird returned not long after.

Gu Mian heard her hurry to the door, then lift the curtain and look inside, where her not-so-pretty face appeared on his screen.

"The village chief asked me to take care of something. Holy Maiden, please wait a little longer and I'll be back to keep you company. Oh, and please don't wander off..."

Gu Mian was determined to wander around and try to do some wicked things.

He watched the person in front of him constantly sitting and swallowing, like someone who hadn't eaten for three days staring at a large plate of juicy roast meat, the aroma irresistible but unable to move.

After saying that, she turned around and left the earthen hut, heading back in the direction they had come from.

Gu Mian guessed that she went to the vicinity of the well to call someone to carry the roasted meat.

Perhaps because the characters controlled by players who had previously played this game all ended up as food, these people felt particularly at ease with themselves.

So Gu Mian removed the loose stool leg and put it in her inventory, and also took the kerosene lamp, making the room pitch black.

Gu Mian continued walking deeper into the area, where there was a right fork in the road that he hadn't had time to explore yet.

It wasn't that Gu Mian liked exploring, it's just that the little bird would never call everyone when it went to carry the corpse. If Gu Mian ran out the way she came, she would definitely be caught.

The left fork only has the village chief's room, while the right fork might have other exits.

Even if there are no other exits, there might be some malicious tools.

While Gu Mian was still thinking, the character arrived at the right fork in the road.

He immediately and quietly entered the right fork in the road.

Gu Mian's "timid" movement was only psychological; in reality, the game did not have a "timid" option, and the game character was currently moving forward normally.

The tunnel was unexpectedly long; in the middle, there wasn't even a ray of light left.

Gu Mian had no choice but to control her character and grope her way forward. After about three minutes of moving forward in the darkness, a small dot of light appeared in the center of the screen.

There seems to be light ahead.

Upon seeing the point of light, Gu Mian continued to walk forward quietly.

As Gu Mian moved forward, the light spot on the screen continued to enlarge. When it covered about one-eighth of the screen's area, Gu Mian realized that there was a hole in front of her.

Behind the cave entrance was what looked like a large house filled with some kind of white stuff.

It looked as if someone had set the house on fire; the orange light flickered on the earthen walls, and it seemed as if someone's shadow was flickering out of the light.

Gu Mian continued walking slowly forward, and when the bright cave entrance was about four or five meters away from him, he saw new words appear at the bottom of the screen.

"Dudu" "Dudu" "Dudu"

...The moment Gu Mian saw this word, she thought someone with a cane was coming up behind her.

But he immediately noticed that the frequency with which this word appeared was the same as the frequency with which the shadows in the room in front of him were swaying.

"Du"

The shadow on the ground swayed slightly.

"Du"

The shadows swayed more frequently.

Although she was an orphan since childhood, Gu Mian had eaten dumplings before, back when she was in the orphanage.

He remembered that the dean chopped dumpling filling with the same movements and at the same frequency... and the sound was almost the same too.

"Du"

"Du"

"Du"

The strange and eerie sound of chopping filling continued to appear at the bottom of the screen.

Gu Mian glanced at the chair legs and the old kerosene lamp in his character's inventory, then at the chainsaw at his feet. He calmed down and decided to leave the place first.

After all, the dean used to chop meat with a sharp knife back then.

As he pondered this, he tiptoed back.

However, as mentioned earlier, Gu Mian's idea of ​​being "light and stealthy" was only psychological; he was fully aware that the game character was still moving normally when it actually moved.

Sure enough, just as he was backing away to his second step...

The sound of chopping filling at the bottom of the screen stopped abruptly.

The enormous shadow cast on the ground also stopped.

If it weren't for the flickering firelight inside the room, he would have thought the game had crashed.

Looking at the massive body that had suddenly stopped shaking on the ground, Gu Mian thought to herself, "This is it."

After shouting, he immediately turned around and ran back, taking a chair leg from his inventory as he went.

As he ran, he kept switching his perspective to see what was behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a terrifying man with a face full of scars rush into his line of sight.

His slightly curly hair had grown almost to his neck, and it was filthy and messy, with bits of meat still clinging to it. He wore a worn-out gray hat on his head, which was so greasy it was almost reflective.
He wore an apron almost entirely dyed red, the kind a butcher often wore; in his hand he carried a razor-sharp, black cleaver covered in filth.

A pair of leather boots were on his feet, and the soles of his feet were covered with some red, fat-like substance that squeaked as he ran.

Although it wasn't the time to observe what others were wearing, Gu Mian still subconsciously imagined the sound of running on a dirt road in those boots.

Gu Mian is just a weak woman—at least in this game.

He was quickly caught up by the frantically charging butcher and tackled to the ground.

The butcher then raised his cleaver and slashed at the screen.

Gu Mian still had a chair leg in his hand, so he naturally used it to block the sharp kitchen knife.

Seeing that he had failed, the butcher gripped the cleaver tightly with both hands and pressed his entire body down hard.

The cleaver was indeed sharp; it got stuck in the chair leg in Gu Mian's hand when the butcher pressed it down, and it was about to be cut in half!

Just then, Gu Mian suddenly reached out with her other hand, took out a kerosene lamp from her inventory, and smashed it hard on the butcher's head.

This is certainly useless!

The glass cover of the kerosene lamp shattered instantly, just like a beer bottle, and glass shards fell down with a clatter, the broken surface uneven.

Just then, Gu Mian gripped the remaining glass dome in her hand and plunged it fiercely into the butcher's neck.

I recommend a friend's novel, "The Mad Psychologist"—it's brilliant!
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