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Chapter 852 We all have a bright future

History is always strikingly similar.

The four people in the hall saw the familiar black boots, the familiar cloak, and the familiar figure of Xie Bi'an once again.

He came downstairs again.

The fat man had used up enough game coins to get him downstairs, and Gu Mian wouldn't let him escape this time.

The boots made a dull thud on the ground, and the person who had come downstairs was getting closer and closer.

The fat man quietly took a step back and hid behind Gu Mian: "Doctor..."

Without the fat man saying anything, Gu Mian knew what to do. He took three steps at a time and quickly strode forward, arriving in front of Xie Bian almost immediately. Then he reached out and grabbed the other's tightly wrapped arm.

“You…” The other person was clearly taken aback and turned to Gu Mian.

But before he could utter the second word, Gu Mian pulled him down, and with a "bang," he fell backward to the ground.

When Gu Mian grabbed Xie Bi'an, she casually threw the two ghosts in her hands aside. Fatty quickly stepped on the ghost that Gu Mian had rolled into a human skin tube on the ground. He didn't dare to grab it with his hands, so he could only step on it with his foot.

The two ghosts were thrown by Gu Mian and rolled around a few times like toilet paper rolls falling to the ground, with the outermost layer spreading out and sticking to the ground.

The pieces scattered on the ground were the heads of the big and small demons, and their heads, after being scattered, happened to touch Xie Bi'an's head on the ground.

The fat man looked at Xie Bi'an through the paper scraps of the big and small ghosts, and then saw a face even more terrifying than the ghost face.

As Xie Bi'an fell backward to the ground, his hood fell to the ground, revealing his head hidden beneath it.

No, it can't even be called a head.

It was an irregular circle without a single hair, covered with layers of flesh-colored wax that seemed to have solidified halfway through its flow.

No, it's not wax, it's skin.

Those were burn scars. The fat man used to work as a caregiver in a hospital, and he had seen patients who had been burned. The skin of those injured people was no longer as smooth and even as before; it had become like dry tree bark or a wrinkled bed sheet.

The face in front of me was in a worse state; it looked as if it had been completely melted by fire.

His facial features looked like misplaced puzzle pieces; his mouth was no longer recognizable as lips, but a bloodless slit hanging diagonally across his face.

The nose has lost its original shape, leaving only two small, not-quite-round holes. The right eye looks like it's being pulled down by something, almost to the same height as the nostril.

The eyeball trembled slightly, staring straight at Gu Mian above.

A shapeshifter... is this what it looks like?

The fat man was so frightened by the horrifying face that he leaned back slightly, but his feet remained firmly planted on the human skin tube on the ground.

007 and Coco were also shocked by the face revealed by the person on the ground.

Suddenly, 007 realized something was wrong and frowned: "Wait—"

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, another series of footsteps came from the stairs.

Who?
The group all looked toward the stairs.

The judges were tied up by Gu Mian and couldn't move. Could it be that Xie Bi'an really came down this time?

As the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs grew closer, the people in the hall saw the person descending from upstairs.

It was Xie Bi'an again.

Xie Bi'an walked in a hurry. He rushed to the first floor, and after seeing the situation there, he didn't ask what had happened or stop to observe the situation. Instead, he walked straight towards the millstone next to Gu Mian.

Then he stretched out his hands and placed them on the millstone, and started pushing hard.

Gu Mian: "..."

Fatty: "..."

“I was just about to say that,” 007 said awkwardly, “Xie Bi’an on the ground, his game panel seems to be able to open.”

Gu Mian tried it and was indeed able to open the game panel of the person in her hand. The nickname was written in Xie Bi'an's signature red font: "Anonymous".

He released Xie Bi'an's hand and stood up abruptly.

He stood even straighter than the little devils from before.

"Heh." Xie Bi'an chuckled coldly twice and stood up from the ground. His left glove had slipped off due to the sudden movement, revealing the skin on his wrist.

The fat man noticed that the skin on his wrist was just like the skin on his face—pitted and layered.

Xie Bi'an used his other hand to put the gloves back on, and then put the hood back on, returning to his previous state of being fully covered up.

After tidying himself up, he spoke again: "I came down here to tell you that your dear rating officer almost suffocated in the warehouse, and I rescued him."

Suffocated? Did a ghost strangle him?
Gu Mian looked towards the second floor.

When Xie Bi'an rescued him, he even untied the rope. At this moment, the scorer also quietly came down from the second floor and stood at the top of the stairs, peeking in this direction.

His face and body were covered in dust, and a small bucket was still covering his head. There were also some scraps of paper stuck to his shoulders.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Mian understood. He had probably twisted his inconvenient body to go to the warehouse to find tools in an attempt to break free from the rope, but unfortunately knocked over the pile of debris inside and was buried.

The judge did almost suffocate from being buried under the debris, but his mind wasn't on whether he suffocated or not; instead, he was staring intently at the ghost pushing the millstone next to Gu Mian.

The fat guy gave out plenty of game coins, so much so that the shapeshifting monster is still pushing the millstone.

However, it had already shed its disguise and was no longer Xie Bi'an. Instead, it had become a dark, hazy humanoid figure, like a shadow.

"Five hundred points!" The evaluator recognized it as a ghost, and a rare species of ghost that wasn't on display in the hall.

It's perfectly reasonable to award 500 points for cultivating such a rare ghost.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a step and jog over here.

Gu Mian, quick as a flash, grabbed the shapeshifting ghost before the judges arrived: "I haven't played any games with it yet."

The judge looked at Gu Mian expectantly: "After you finish playing with it, will you put it on stage for exhibition?"

If you've already accumulated enough points, there's no need to delay any longer. This is clearly an important instance, and if we continue to drag it out, the organizers might intervene and forcibly remove him from the instance.

He planned to jump into the pit that had been dug in the decomposition room and let the fat man bury him. He didn't know what would happen after he was buried. If something went wrong, the others could just take the perfect score ghost and leave.

"What is your game?" Gu Mian forcibly pulled the ghost off the millstone and asked it.

This shapeshifting ghost is a rare type of ghost; its content is not included in the lobby and players will have to discover it themselves.

Gu Mian had no interest in figuring it out and went straight to the point.

The shadow in his hand flinched, and then a barely audible voice came from within it: "Find me, find me, find me."

He still has a stutter.

"That's wonderful!" The judge was so happy he almost clapped his hands. "I told you they were all easy games. This ghost completed them effortlessly. Come on, let's bring it up for judging."

The raters seemed to already see their bright future ahead of them.

Just as the evaluator was envisioning his bright future, he suddenly felt as if his future had trembled.

At first he thought it was an illusion, but the vibration was so real that a number of the ghost models in the hall were knocked over.

Looking at the shaking hall, the evaluator gaped, not knowing what had happened.

Standing at the entrance of the main room of the cart, Gu Mian felt the tremor coming from behind him. He turned around and saw the greenhouse door of the main room behind him.

The greenhouse door was unlocked and had been shaken open with a crack.

Looking through the crack, one could see what appeared to be lightning striking from the distant sky above the main hall of the cart.

The lightning in the farthest distance didn't disappear; instead, new lightning bolts began to spread towards this side.

No, it wasn't lightning.

It's a "crack".

The sky looked like a piece of glass struck by a stone, cracks spreading in all directions.

If the analysis is correct, the world corresponding to the Great Chamber of the Cart is Ragnarok.

Gu Mian remembered that when she went there last time, the key character "Lucky" bluntly said that the world was about to be destroyed, and she was powerless to stop it.

Auntie's here!