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Chapter 954 The Evil God's Bizarre Adventure

When the doctor is around, the fat man is incredibly bold; when the doctor is not around, he is as timid as a mouse.

Theoretically speaking, the fat man should be in a state of extreme cowardice right now.

But at this moment, a brave woman from the Red Clan was standing nearby.

Having just witnessed Xiao Hong kill the wild dormitory manager, Fatty's courage swelled up. Although he's not quite audacious, he's certainly bolder than a rat.

"Come on, Xiao Hong, let's go take a look over there." The fat man poked Xiao Hong in the back and instructed her to turn left.

Brother Chu said the doctor had walked this way, but he didn't say whether the doctor turned at the intersection or which way he turned.

Since there's something going on at the left fence, the doctor probably noticed it when he passed by, or maybe he went there to check. Perhaps we can find clues left by the doctor there.

Xiao Hong turned the corner just in time, and the fat boy timidly shrank behind her. The two of them, one human and one ghost, walked onto the left-hand path leading to the school railing.

The road wasn't long, and the two quickly reached its end, arriving at the narrow green belt.

The fat man's gaze moved past the green belt and landed on the fence.

The iron fence is supported by a one-meter-high brick wall.

The fat man could see something on top of the meter-high brick wall from a great distance.

Only when I got closer did I realize it was a hand.

A hand, rotten and withered, reached out from the outside and gripped the brick wall tightly.

"What a terrifying hand!" The fat man peered over the fence in fear and saw the arm connected to that hand.

He looked down from the similarly rotten and deformed arm and saw the human torso.

This is a body lying face down on the ground outside, with one hand still stretched out and gripping the brick fence tightly.

I didn't expect there to be a dead person here.

Moreover, it seems that this person was desperately trying to climb into the school before he died, but he died before he could get in.

The fat man felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the corpse struggle.

Where did this person come from? Why did he die out there?

The fat man scrutinized the corpse outside the fence. It was a male with slightly graying hair, and judging by his age, he couldn't possibly be a student. The corpse was dressed casually, wearing a dark cashmere sweater on top and black sweatpants on the bottom. The sharp-eyed fat man also noticed a flashlight lying at the corpse's feet.

The flashlight looked like something a dead person would drop and roll away from.

"Could it be a player?" Dark environments are common in horror dungeons, so a flashlight is an essential item for every player entering the dungeon.

However, the player panel for the dead player couldn't be opened, and the fat man couldn't be sure if he was a player.

The fat man thought for a moment, then grabbed the already rotting hand and pulled the corpse up from the ground outside through the railing, trying to find clues on the body up close.

Anyway, Xiao Hong is right next to us. If this corpse doesn't listen to the signs and starts to wake up, Xiao Hong can come up and slap it twice.

Moreover, even if the bodies are pulled up, there is still a railing between them, which is an additional layer of protection.

The fat man moved quickly, pulling the fallen corpse up in just a few seconds. He then raised the exposed skeletal hand and wedged it into the top spike of the railing. In this way, the corpse was suspended by the railing without any support.

The fat man found a notebook, a pen, and a watch in the man's pocket.

The body was already decomposed and leaking fluid. The notebook was in very poor condition, mostly contaminated by water. When it was taken out, the papers were stuck together and emitted a foul stench.

The fat man held his breath and opened his laptop, wanting to see if there was any information left on it.

The notebook was soaked with bodily fluids, and the writing on it was blurred, but some parts still showed the original content.

The fat man started flipping to the first page.

"Today is our fifth day in this instance, and the instance quests still haven't appeared. Many special items are malfunctioning; this instance is very strange. We don't know what to do here, or how to leave. Half of the people who came in with me are already dead, and I don't know when I'll die too. I'm just writing this down as proof that I was ever in this instance."

The corpse was indeed a player, and after entering the dungeon, he also encountered a situation where he couldn't use special items.

After finishing the page, the fat man looked back at the corpse hanging from the railing, then reached out and pulled the hand that was stuck on the tip of the railing down, and the corpse fell back to the ground outside.

"At least this is more comfortable."

After finishing all that, the fat man continued to flip over.

The words on the last few pages were so wet that they were illegible until I turned three or four more pages before I could see them clearly again.

"How long have we been here? Ten days? Twenty days? We've lost track of time. Some more people have died in this period. We've discovered that the ghosts in the school have a pattern of killing. As long as you avoid triggering the pattern, you won't be killed. But we still haven't figured out the patterns of some of the ghosts. We still haven't found a way to leave the instance. Should we go outside the school and take a look? They say it's too dark and looks too eerie outside, and they're afraid to go out easily. But are we going to stay here forever?"

There was another section of blurry text, and it took a while to flip through it before the handwriting became legible. This was the last page with any notes. "There are only three of us left. There are so many ghosts in the school whose patterns we can't figure out. Sooner or later, we'll trigger an unknown killing pattern. Rather than waiting to die, we should actively go out and find a way to survive. What if the way out of this instance is outside the school?"

"I've decided to go outside the school by myself first. I won't be gone for too long the first time, half an hour will be enough, just to see if there's any danger outside."

"Jing and Xu Xingcheng gave me all the special items they could use, telling me to be careful outside. I'm at the school gate now, about to leave this school for the first time. Wish me luck!"

That concludes the text.

The fat man's eyes were fixed on one of the names above.

Xu Xingcheng? The fat man initially thought he was misreading the handwriting because it was too messy, but he stared at the three characters for a long time, and no matter how he looked at them, they were definitely "Xu Xingcheng".

What's going on? Why is an evil god here too?
The fat man was completely confused.

Could it be a clone? He remembered Xu Xingcheng saying that he had many clones scattered in various worlds.

If it's a clone...

Judging from the state of decomposition of the corpse outside, it had been dead for at least six months.

So, Xu Xingcheng's clone was in this special instance half a year ago or even longer?

Is it a coincidence or an accident that we've run into them now that they've just entered the instance?

However, we don't know what's going on with Xu Xingcheng's clone now; given how dangerous the dungeon is, it's uncertain whether he'll even survive...

The fat man decided not to dwell on Xu Xingcheng's problem for now: "Let's find a doctor first. As for whether or not we can split up, we can consider that after we reunite."

The fat man wanted to put the notebook in his pocket so he could read and share it with the doctor later.

But halfway through the action, he suddenly remembered that it was a notebook soaked in corpse fluid, and putting it in his pocket made him feel nauseous.

The fat man stopped what he was doing and looked around, trying to find something to wrap up the notebook and put it in his pocket.

He took a liking to Xiaohong's long dress: "Xiaohong, could you tear off a piece of your dress for me?"

After waiting a few seconds without receiving a reply from Xiaohong, the fat man looked up at her.

They noticed that Xiaohong was facing away from them, looking in the direction they had come from.

Only then did the fat man notice that there was a person standing on the road they had come from.

The person stood motionless in the middle of the road, with their back to them.

When did it appear? The fat man suddenly became nervous.

The figure's clothes were very worn out, and he stood with his back to them, almost blending into the night.

Its appearance is so bizarre, it's definitely not human.

The fat man held his breath and stared at the figure in front of him.

I never expected this place to be so dangerous. You could run into a ghost every few steps. Luckily, Xiao Hong was here.

If Little Red, the monster with thirty heads and sixty arms in the dormitory building, can fight, then this one, which still has a human form and doesn't look very strong, shouldn't be too difficult to deal with.

The fat man shielded Xiao Hong in front of him without saying a word, but Xiao Hong didn't move, just stood there staring at his back.

What? Even Xiao Hong can't handle this ghost? Fatty got nervous.

In his tension, he saw the ghost's head move, but its body, which was facing away from him, remained motionless; only its head was slowly rotating backward.

As he spun around, the fat man caught a glimpse of half of the ghost's face.

The skin of the ghost face was mostly rotten, with two tendons connecting several pieces of skin that had not yet fallen off, a horrifying sight.

The fat man involuntarily turned his head to the side...

wrong!

He reached up and covered his head, only to find that his head was uncontrollably spinning with the ghost.

Out of the corner of his eye, the fat man saw that the ghost's head in front of him had already turned ninety degrees and hadn't stopped yet, continuing to move backward.

His head followed the ghost's head, and even though it had reached the limit of human strength, his head still twisted backward uncontrollably.

The fat man heard a cracking sound from his neck, as if something was about to break. He had no doubt that if it continued, he would die in a few seconds.

The evil Gugu has reappeared on the update continent. Can the warriors who have stopped updating protect this planet that has no updates? Let's wait and see (ノД`)゜.