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Chapter 734 "It Shouldn't Be With Me"

Upon hearing this, the fat man shuddered and jumped around a few times as if he had been crawled on by cockroaches. He only stopped after confirming that there were no strange faces in his line of sight.

He then grimaced and reached into his pocket for a while, only breathing a sigh of relief when he realized there was nothing there: "It shouldn't be on me."

At this moment, Coco and 007 quickly checked where they could hide something, but found nothing.

007 frowned; if his face hadn't been hidden in his clothes and pockets, the situation might have been even worse.

"Take off your clothes." 007 immediately began taking off his coat.

The fat man quickly covered his eyes and turned his head away, asking, "What's going on?"

Coco, who was standing next to her, had already figured it out, and her expression turned serious: "Could the ghost face have grown on us?"

007 nodded, then lifted her clothes to make sure there were no ghost faces in front of her, before turning her back to Coco: "Do you see anything on my back?"

"No." Coco quickly showed her back to 007, and there was nothing on her back either.

Suddenly, the fat man, who had his back to them, shouted, "Oh no! I think I can feel something on my back!"

The two looked at the fat man and saw that he was facing away from them, covering his eyes with one hand and struggling to reach behind his back with the other hand, grabbing at things.

It was clear that there was indeed a bulge in the center of his back, but it was not noticeable unless you looked closely through his clothes.

Because the fat man was large and had short arms, he couldn't fully touch the bulge on his back.

007 and Coco immediately stepped forward, pinned him down, and lifted the back of his shirt. When they saw the fat man's back, they both took a deep breath.

A face was stuck to the fat man's back; this face was much larger than a normal face.

"What's behind me?" the fat man asked nervously. "It's not really on my back, is it?"

As he spoke, he twisted his neck, trying to turn around and look.

007 turned the fat man's head back to stop him from moving, then continued to look at the face on the fat man's back: "Something's not right. This face doesn't seem to be stuck to the back; it seems to be growing on it."

Coco felt the same way. She carefully reached out and tried to find the edge of the face to tear it off the fat man's back, but she couldn't find any gaps. It was fused with the skin.

"Huh?" Fatty asked hesitantly upon hearing 007's words, "You're not...you're not going to cut it off my back, are you?"

The fat man couldn't help but recall the time in the Fairy Tale City instance when his skin and the wolf pelt on his body had merged together. In the end, it was Miss Qiao who swiftly and decisively tore the skin and flesh off for him.

He still remembers how it felt; it was incredibly painful.

Was he going to have to experience being skinned again today? Fortunately, it was just a face, not a very big one, definitely much smaller than the wolf skin that had merged with him before, so the pain should be much less... The fat man kept comforting himself.

But then 007's voice came from behind: "We have to cut this face off quickly. Have you noticed that this face is bigger than a normal person's face? It seems to be getting bigger over time."

These words were spoken to Coco, who was sitting next to her.

Coco nodded solemnly: "I noticed it too. Although it's slow, it is indeed getting bigger little by little."

Hearing their conversation, the fat man felt a little panicked: "How big is that face behind me? It's not as big as a washbasin, is it?"

It's almost there.

007 looked at the grotesque face the size of a washbasin on the fat man's back: "Luckily, we discovered it early. This face hasn't covered your whole body yet. If we had discovered it any later, you would probably have been completely enveloped by this grotesque face." At that time, the fat man would have been in serious danger and might have turned into a mindless monster.

"Then...then you guys hurry up and dig, I can hold back!" The fat man understood the seriousness of the situation, so he lay down on the ground with his back exposed, looking like he was at the mercy of everyone, but he obviously didn't have much confidence and his voice was trembling.

"I don't know how to stop the bleeding if such a large piece of skin is torn off." 007 didn't do anything but glanced at the countdown. There were still more than four hours before they could leave the dungeon. If they didn't stop the bleeding, those four hours would be enough for the fat man to bleed to death.

"Besides, we can't use special items in this dungeon. Even if we have life-saving items, we can't use them." Coco stared at the ghost face on the fat man's back, which was still slowly growing bigger. They couldn't delay any longer.

At this moment, Coco was already clutching a sharp dagger in her hand, ready to gouge out someone's face at any moment. She always kept this in her inventory. Although it couldn't harm ghosts, it could be used to deal with malicious people in the dungeon.

“I have a way to stop the bleeding.” 007 suddenly stood up.

Coco looked up in surprise: "What method?"

007 replied, "Since we can't use special items, we'll have to make do with what we have here. You stay here and watch over Fatty. I'll be back soon."

Then she quickly walked to the room next door.

She didn't keep Coco and Fatty waiting for long; she returned to the room in less than a minute, carrying a bucket of things.

The fat man looked up and stared intently: "Gasoline?"

007 nodded: "The gasoline in room 706."

Coco immediately understood when she saw the gasoline in her hand: "You want to use fire to seal the wound?"

“Yes,” 007 put down the gasoline can and picked up the jacket that had just been taken off from the ground. “Coat the knife with gasoline and heat it until it’s red-hot before you start peeling off the face.”

This way, the wound can be cooked directly with hot water, which can barely stop the bleeding.

It will be very painful, but staying alive is the most important thing right now.

007 quickly poured gasoline on her coat and set it on fire. The flames shot up very high, and she immediately grabbed an axe from the room and put the head end, which could be used to chop people, into the fire.

“Your wound is too large; a dagger might not be able to quickly sear it, but the side of an axe has a large surface area,” 007 explained to the fat man who was staring at him with wide eyes.

The fat man was already too frightened to speak when he heard about burning his wounds, and now that 007 was saying he would use the axe to brand his wounds, the fat man wished he could faint immediately.

The dagger quickly turned red-hot, and the axe in the fire sizzled.

“Let’s begin.” 007 looked at Coco, who was holding a dagger.

At this moment, the fat man's hands and feet were tied up to prevent him from jumping up and running away in pain when his face was cut later.

The fat man, who was tied up, had tears welling up in his eyes: "The doctor isn't here either. If I faint from the pain, there'll be no one to give me CPR, ouch!"

Coco took advantage of the fat man's inattention and attacked him with a red-hot dagger.

The screams of agony echoed throughout the room.

Presumably to prevent players on adjacent floors from communicating with each other by sound, the building has good soundproofing. Gu Mian, who was on the sixth floor, did not hear the fat man's screams at all. At this moment, he was doing the third task he had received.

Gugu is here! That wretched Gugu is greedy and lazy, posting an update at 8 PM! He's really not a good person!
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