Global Collapse

Chapter 79 The Killing Game (Part 9)
"Screw your games, go to sleep." — That's what Gu Mian actually wanted to say.

But when he looked at the countless hideous faces above him, and then at the stool leg in his hand, he said, "Okay, what do you want to play?"

"Doctor, you seem a little timid." The fat man looked at Gu Mian, but didn't say it aloud.

The faces above laughed.

When they laughed, all their faces twitched, causing the entire tunnel wall above them to move, like waves of surging dark tides.

The laughter was terrifying, and it was a 360-degree surround sound that made people feel depressed.

They continued, "Once, I, in my nobility, was bound here by riotous inferiors. They threatened and killed me, and my angry soul manifested as a face attached to this place."

"Over the years, I have killed countless people who broke into this place, devoured them, and peeled off their faces to stick on the walls, but day after day, I can no longer find out which face I really have; I only remember that it is in this area."

“I no longer want to stay here. If you can find my real face and take me out for burial, I will tell you my safe combination.”

"The safe is in the outer office building, in the largest and most luxurious office. Most of my assets are in there, along with some powerful weapons."

"However, my patience is limited... You only have ten minutes. If you still haven't found my real face after ten minutes, then my patience will run out, and I will eventually peel off your faces."

As the faces above spoke, Gu Mian walked forward a little further.

He originally wanted to figure out how big the face was, but after taking a few steps forward, he found that he was blocked by a transparent barrier and could not move forward.

"You can't leave here for ten minutes unless you find my real face." The numerous faces on the ceiling spoke in unison.

Gu Mian looked up and noticed that the dark faces changed after they finished speaking.

They became more three-dimensional, as if they were about to fall off the tunnel wall overhead.

Gu Mian had a bad feeling.

He suddenly looked at the fat man not far away: "Lie down!"

The fat man, who was already trembling against the wall, was so frightened by Gu Mian's shout that he immediately lay down on the ground.

The moment the fat man lay down on the ground, the countless faces above them suddenly fell down.

Instead of falling directly to the ground with a "thud," they swayed slightly in the tunnel like chandeliers, seemingly unable to move freely.

A dense array of human faces hung in the dark tunnel, at just the height of Gu Mian's neck.

If he hadn't crouched down beforehand, his head would now be completely obscured by his dark face.

The fat man lay on the ground and looked up. What he saw was a huge, densely packed group of faces, which were facing him and hanging precariously.

"Oh my god!" The fat man clutched his head. "What is this thing?! How can it still fall?"

"It probably thought we were too short to reach the top of the tunnel, so it kindly came down on its own." Gu Mian squatted on the ground and looked up at the dark face.

After all, the idea behind it is for the two of them to find the real face and bring it out. What if they find it but can't reach it? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"You only have ten minutes, and the countdown has already started," the hanging faces all spoke in unison.

"What should we do, doctor?" The fat man lay on the ground, straining to look up at Gu Mian.

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "Actually, finding its true face among these faces is like finding maggots among mealworms or turtles among tortoises..."

The fat man looked up and shouted, "What the hell kind of analogies are you using?!"

"Shut up, is this the time to discuss this?" Gu Mian continued, "It's like finding maggots in mealworms, or turtles in a pile of tortoises... it's pretty easy." The fat man's voice cracked again: "Easy?"

As Gu Mian spoke, he pulled out a travel booklet that he had previously tucked into his white coat; it was something they had found in the library.

"It just mentioned 'I, the noble one, have been tied up here by the rioting inferiors,' which is something only a noble upper-class person would say, so its real face should be albinism... cough cough, very, very white."

Upon hearing this, the fat man looked up at the faces above him, and they were all dark, not a single one was even remotely fair.

"I guess it's been sitting here for too long and it's all stained black," Gu Mian coughed. "You can see its original color if you wipe it off."

"Wipe all these faces one by one?" The fat man, lying on the ground, said, "Ten minutes isn't enough for me..."

“No need for that,” Gu Mian said. “He just mentioned that his safe is in the office building outside. I’m guessing he was originally a senior executive at this coal mine or something.”

"And it also mentioned that its office is the largest and most luxurious, so it must be the highest-ranking person in this coal mining base... Let me see..."

As Gu Mian spoke, she flipped through the travel brochure in her hand: "It says here that the highest-ranking person in the coal mine base is the factory director, named Sean, and there's a color photo of him next to him."

Gu Mian is now very grateful to the organization that sponsored the printing of this booklet. At least the photos of the people were printed in color, which saved them a lot of trouble.

“Sean’s eyes are light blue, so let’s find the light blue eyes first.” Gu Mian closed the travel brochure in her hand.

If the printers had printed the photos in black and white to save costs, they would be in real trouble now.

These faces are densely packed together, but most of them have dark brown eyes.

There weren't many of those light-colored eyes; at a glance, there seemed to be only a dozen or so.

The fat man shakily got up, tugging at his sleeve as if he wanted to wipe the face of a person with light blue eyes next to him, but Gu Mian stopped him: "You keep crawling, I'll do it."

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately lay down obediently on the ground.

Gu Mian's technique was very rough; he could wipe a face in less than ten seconds. Of course, it wasn't very clean, but as long as you could make out the general outline, that was enough. Anyway, he now knew what Factory Manager Sean looked like.

The fat man lay on the ground watching Gu Mian get further and further away from him, finally stopping in the center of the tunnel, standing on the railway tracks.

At that moment, there was a face with blue eyes hanging there. He reached out his hand to the face and quickly wiped away a layer of dust from its surface.

It's a familiar outline.

This face almost perfectly overlaps with the face in that color photograph.

Gu Mian cupped the face in her hands: "Found it—"

At that moment, the face in his hand suddenly revealed a strange smile: "That's right, you found it. This is the only face of mine that can move freely."

Before the fat man could figure out what was happening, he saw Sean's face suddenly grow larger.

Rather than saying it got bigger, it's more accurate to say it suddenly opened its mouth wide.

The mouth suddenly opened wide, revealing sharp teeth that took up half of the face. The nose and eyes were squeezed together, looking incredibly distorted.

At this moment, the real face did not keep its promise, but instead bit down hard on Gu Mian's head.

"Holy crap!" The fat man scrambled over to get there.

But as soon as he got up from the ground, he saw an incredibly bizarre scene.

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