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Chapter 887: Chapter 851: We All Have a Bright Future

History is always astonishingly similar.

The four people in the hall once again saw the familiar black boots, familiar cloak, familiar silhouette of Xie Bi’an.

He’s coming downstairs again.

Fatty had spent enough Game Coins, enough for him to come downstairs, and this time Gu Mian wouldn’t let him escape.

The boots step on the ground with a dull thud, the comer has already come downstairs, getting closer and closer to them.

Fatty quietly took a step back behind Gu Mian: "Doctor..."

Without Fatty needing to say, Gu Mian knew what to do. He took two big strides quickly forward, almost immediately coming in front of Xie Bi’an, then reached out and grabbed the other’s tightly wrapped arm.

"You..." The other was obviously stunned for a moment, turning his head toward Gu Mian.

But before he could say the second word, he was pulled down by Gu Mian, falling to the ground with a "bang" sound.

Just now, when Gu Mian caught Xie Bi’an, he had casually thrown the Big and Small Ghost to the side. Fatty immediately went up and stomped on the ghost that had been turned into a human skin tube by Gu Mian, not daring to use his hands, he had to use his foot to step on it.

The Big and Small Ghost rolled like a toilet paper roll on the ground, scattering its outer layer onto the ground.

The part scattered on the ground was the Big and Small Ghost’s head, and when its head scattered, it happened to be right next to Xie Bi’an’s head on the ground.

Fatty looked along the Big and Small Ghost’s paper head toward Xie Bi’an and then saw a face more terrifying than a ghost’s face.

When he fell, Xie Bi’an’s hood fell on the floor, revealing the head hidden underneath.

No, that couldn’t even be called a head.

It was an irregular round shape with no hair, covered with flesh-colored wax as if frozen midway through flowing.

No, not wax, it’s skin.

It’s skin burned by fire, and Fatty, who worked as an orderly in a hospital before, had seen burn victims. Their skin wasn’t smooth and flat like before, it became like dried tree bark or crumpled bedsheets.

The face in front of him was more severe, it seemed to have been completely melted by fire once. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

The facial features also seemed to be mismatched in a puzzle; his mouth was unrecognizable, turned into a bloodless slit hanging diagonally on the face.

The nose had lost its original shape, leaving only two little holes that didn’t count as round, and the right eye seemed to be pulled down by something, almost at the same height as the nostrils.

That eye’s eyeball slightly shook, staring directly at Gu Mian above.

Is this what the Shape-shifting Ghost looks like?

Fatty, shocked by this horrifying face, leaned back, but his foot remained planted firmly on the human skin tube.

and Keke were also stunned by the face revealed from the person on the ground.

At this moment, 007 suddenly noticed something was amiss, furrowing her brows: "Wait—"

Just as she began to speak, another set of footsteps came from the stairs.

Who?

Everyone looked toward the staircase.

The scoring judge was bound by Gu Mian and unable to move; could this time be the real Xie Bi’an coming down?

As the "thump thump" of descending steps got closer, the people in the hall saw the person coming down from above.

It’s still Xie Bi’an.

This Xie Bi’an’s steps were somewhat hurried; he rushed to the first floor, and without questioning the situation upon seeing it, he walked directly toward Gu Mian... beside the millstone.

Then extended his hands onto the grinding rod and started to push diligently. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Gu Mian: "..."

Fatty: "..."

"I wanted to say earlier," 007 spoke awkwardly, "the Xie Bi’an on the ground, his game panel seems accessible."

Gu Mian tried and indeed could open the game panel of the person in his hand, with "Anonymous" written in Xie Bi’an’s exclusive red font in the nickname section.

He let go of Xie Bi’an’s hand and stood up immediately.

Standing straighter than the Big and Small Ghost moments ago.

"Heh heh." Xie Bi’an chuckled twice, standing up from the ground.

The glove on his left hand had slipped off slightly due to his big movements earlier, revealing the skin on his wrist.

Fatty saw that the skin on his wrist was just as pocked and layered as the face.

Xie Bi’an used the other hand to put the slipped glove back on and then replaced the hood on his head, returning to the previously tightly wrapped appearance.

After tidying himself up, he spoke again: "I came down to tell you, your dear scoring judge almost suffocated in the warehouse; I rescued him."

Suffocated? Did a ghost strangle him?

Gu Mian looked toward the second floor.

When Xie Bi’an rescued him, he even loosened the rope tying him; the scoring judge also quietly came down from the second floor, standing at the stairwell, peeking over this way.

He was covered in dust, with a small water bucket on his head that he hadn’t had time to remove, and a few paper scraps stuck to his shoulder.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Mian understood; it seemed he twisted his inconveniently moving body to the warehouse to find tools to attempt to break free of the rope, but unfortunately knocked over the piled up debris, getting buried.

The scoring judge indeed nearly suffocated under the debris, but now his mind was not on suffocation but tightly focused on the ghost pushing the grindstone next to Gu Mian.

Fatty’s Game Coins were enough that the Shape-shifting Ghost was still pushing the grindstone.

But now it had shed its disguise, no longer in Xie Bi’an’s form, but became a dark hazy human shape, like a shadow.

"Five hundred points!" The scoring judge recognized that it was a ghost, and it was a Rare Ghost not showcased in the hall.

Breeding such a rare ghost, instantly getting five hundred points was also reasonable.

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but move his feet, running over.

Gu Mian quickly grabbed the Shape-shifting Ghost before the scoring judge could reach it: "I haven’t played mini-games with it yet."

The scoring judge looked expectantly at Gu Mian: "Will you let it on stage for scoring after playing?"

If enough points had already been gathered, there was no need to continue delaying. Clearly, this was an important instance; if dragged further, the host might intervene forcibly ejecting him from the instance.

He prepared to jump into the earth pit excavated in the Detachment Room earlier, letting Fatty bury him; he was unsure what would happen upon entering the earth, but if an accident occurred, the others could take the Full Mark Ghost and immediately leave.

"What’s your game?" Gu Mian forcibly dragged the ghost off the grindstone and asked it.

This Shape-shifting Ghost was the rare type, not recorded in the hall’s game content, relying on players to explore.

Gu Mian had no mind to explore it, straightforwardly inquiring.

The shadow in his hand shrank slightly, and then a nearly inaudible voice came from the shadow: "Fin-find-find me."

Still a stutterer.

"That’s wonderful!" The scoring judge was so happy he almost clapped, "I said they’re all simple mini-games, the ghost’s game completed without lifting a finger. Quick, let it on stage for scoring."

The scoring judge seemed to see his bright future.

While the scoring judge was imagining his glorious future, he suddenly felt as though his future seemed to shake.

At first, he thought it was an illusion, but the sensation was too real, the ghost models in the hall were knocked down by a batch.

Seeing the shaking hall, the scoring judge’s mouth hung open, not knowing what was happening.

Standing at the door of Jinche Room, Gu Mian sensed the tremor coming from behind, he turned to look, and behind was the Jinche Room’s warm chamber door.

The warm chamber door was unlocked, now shaken open with a gap.

Peering through the gap inside, the sky far away in the Jinche Room seemed to have lightning heading this way.

The furthest lightning hadn’t vanished, and new lightning spread over.

No, not lightning.

It’s a "crack".

The sky seemed like glass struck by a stone, fissures spreading in all directions.

If correctly analyzed, the Jinche Room corresponds to the Twilight Gods World.

Gu Mian remembered that last time he went, the key figure "Xingyun" straightforwardly declared that world was about to face destruction, and she couldn’t stop it.