Free Web NovelChapter 26: Chapter 26: Who Dares to Leave?!
The little girl in front of them had a sweet and adorable face, blinking her round eyes, black pupils nearly filling her entire eye sockets.
They were pitch-black and deep. Earlier, Wang Bing still thought this little girl was pretty cute—if it were out in the real world, he wouldn’t mind stopping to compliment her. Now, in the dungeon, he would watch people die without saving them.
He wasn’t sure if this was because he’d acquired the Spider Evil Spirit’s skill, or maybe because he’d been betrayed by Zhao Qi once.
He felt himself becoming colder, and more ruthless.
In the face of such a cute little girl, his first gut reaction was actually to crush her to death.
But right now, the way the little girl clung to his neck made him stiff as a board. His body was already shriveled and gaunt; if he reached out, he could touch his own bones, and with each breath, the flesh on his neck moved up and down visibly from the air entering his windpipe.
Now, with Tuantuan wrapping her arms around him, her hands looked soft and effortless, yet she had Wang Bing in a chokehold that almost snapped his neck.
His trachea that rose and fell was locked still, but Wang Bing’s naturally ashen face made it impossible to see any flush from suffocation.
Wang Bing stared intensely at the girl holding him, and Tuantuan’s whisper was something only he could hear.
Those deep, black eyes now looked purely uncanny no matter how one gazed into them.
Tuantuan took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the scent of fear in the air, and sighed with a hint of disappointment.
Wang Bing was afraid too, but now his threshold for fear was much higher.
After what he’d been through with the Spider Evil Spirit, only something even more terrifying could make him truly panic again.
Nurse Ya fixed her eyes on Wang Bing, not understanding how he could be so calm while being held by Tuantuan.
Could it be that Wang Bing still had a shred of humanity left?
She didn’t say anything more, but if it were her, she’d never go soft just because Tuantuan was a little girl.
Wang Bing just felt more and more suffocated in his chest, as if a hand was crushing his heart, squeezing every drop of blood out with each pulse.
Just as Wang Bing was about to lose consciousness, Tuantuan released his neck, let go of him, and grabbed Jiang Che’s hand, returning to his side.
Wang Bing gasped for air, unable to stop himself from staggering back a couple steps.
Right then, Tuantuan reached out and made a grasping motion in the air. Instantly, he felt his heart clench up again.
Wang Bing lurched forward, almost collapsing to the ground.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Che hurriedly tried to help him up.
Wang Bing quickly waved him away and backed off sharply.
The sky above was bright with a full moon, windless and clear, silver light spilling down on all of them. Staring at Jiang Che and Tuantuan not far ahead,
Just a few minutes ago, he’d thought Jiang Che looked utterly disheveled in his blood-stained white coat. The striped patient uniform beneath was gone—Nurse Ya had put it on herself, and inside she had nothing else, so she’d just grabbed a white coat to cover up.
He’d thought Jiang Che, like this, was even more pitiful than the rest of their injured group.
Because at least none of them had been stripped like Jiang Che, having their clothes torn away by someone else.
But now, strangely enough, as he watched Jiang Che holding the hand of that mysterious little girl, shirtless under the white coat, he felt a strange sense of aura from him.
"I’m fine."
"I could tell uncle probably has a heart problem. I saw other people with heart disease seize up just like this." Tuantuan made a gentle squeezing motion in the air; Wang Bing clutched his chest with his hand.
He wanted to scratch at the skin and flesh on his chest to ease the pain, but all he grasped was a patch of thin, dry, wrinkled skin—the sensation of bone grinding beneath his fingers.
Wang Bing wanted to run, but each step back made that little girl squeeze even harder.
In just a few seconds, his dry, black, skinny face had gone pale as a sheet.
He finally understood!
This little girl was an evil spirit.
Now she was snuggled right up to Jiang Che, just like a real father and daughter.
He just didn’t get it: Why would an evil spirit stay with Jiang Che, and call him dad?
Do evil spirits like playing roles now?
"Tuantuan, have you ever thought about switching to another dad?" Wang Bing’s eyes spun slyly. He squatted and waved at Tuantuan.
He didn’t know what trick Jiang Che used to win over this evil spirit, but if Jiang Che could do it, so could he!
The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Che’s expression instantly turned icy.
He’d finally found his daughter—what did switching dads mean? Was this guy a love rival too—did he have his eyes on his wife as well?
As Wang Bing spoke, Tuantuan snapped her gaze toward Jiang Che. She felt the surge of anger rising from deep inside Jiang Che’s heart, saw the way he was furious for her sake. The corners of her mouth curled upward in pride as she clasped his hand even tighter.
"Wang Bing, I think we should split up from here." Jiang Che took Tuantuan’s hand. Just now, he’d been thinking of having Nurse Ya check if his heart was acting up, but clearly, he was overthinking things.
Jiang Che was angry. He really felt that he’d been earnest with everyone else.
But people always treated him badly.
Even Nurse Ya, as dense as she might be, could tell the little girl with Jiang Che was far from ordinary now.
An evil spirit?
A chill ran through her heart, and for that instant, she felt a pair of eyes land on her as well.
The little girl smiled at her. That smile sent a shiver down Nurse Ya’s spine.
She felt completely stuck—neither staying nor leaving seemed like an option.
She’d tried every way to avoid evil spirits, but near Jiang Che, she’d already come across several.
She just couldn’t wrap her head around it—how did sending Jiang Che out to deal with evil spirits result in him coming back with a little girl trailing behind, obediently calling him dad?
The survivors before—most of them, from entrance to death, would only encounter one or two evil spirits, or couldn’t even see what the ghost looked like before dying instantly.
But near Jiang Che, though it was always ghosts galore, there was an upside: you’d only bump into ghosts, not get killed outright.
After hearing Wang Bing, the live-stream viewers immediately felt this trick was worth a shot.
If the evil spirit wants to play house, who plays with her doesn’t matter, right?
The downside of playing house with an evil spirit was simple: sooner or later, you’d die.
But there was an upside too: delayed death, plus a personal bodyguard.
Seeing Jiang Che angry, even the comments barrage was amused.
[Who said this nutcase was stupid? He knows this is the safest play too?]
[Honestly, this time Jiang Che really opened my eyes—playing house with an evil spirit is apparently also a method for surviving in these dungeons.]
[Looks like you’re basically the evil spirit’s pet, but hey, we can use her to kill too! Who’s using whom?]
[This round’s Dungeon 9 is really full of surprises. Who knew you could get skills by way of an evil spirit’s gift?]
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As everyone argued in the chat, a child’s crisp voice floated through the air.
"Yeah, you really should go your own way now." Tuantuan clutched Jiang Che’s sleeve and smiled sweetly.
Her words sent a shiver down Nurse Ya and Wang Bing’s spines. That innocent smile now looked just like a little demon’s, ready to devour someone whole at any moment.
Couple that with Tuantuan’s earlier words—the minute Wang Bing split off, it’d be the end of him.
She’s planning to make her move where Jiang Che can’t see it.
