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"Fatty, where are you?"

"Dazhuang, come out here right now, stop playing hide-and-seek!"

Fang Cheng and the members of the Supernatural Research Society called out Li Dazhuang's name as they searched back.

The water plant has a very complex internal structure, with various pipes and abandoned equipment installed everywhere.

The crisscrossing, winding roads can easily make people unfamiliar with the area lose their way.

As dusk approached, the lack of lighting inside the factory made it appear particularly eerie.

The group explored their way in and slowly entered the reservoir area.

The smell of decay in the air was even stronger here, mixed with a strange stench that assaulted the nostrils.

The pump room was completely enclosed, making the light even dimmer, as if night had fallen early.

The oppressive atmosphere made Fang Cheng and the others tread lightly, their expressions tense.

I was afraid that something terrifying might suddenly emerge from the darkness.

"Hey, there seems to be a figure over there!"

Wang Lan suddenly shouted and pointed forward.

Everyone perked up and looked over.

Sure enough, in the corner of an abandoned pump house, there was a figure with its back to them.

Judging from his clothes and body shape, it's Li Dazhuang.

At this moment, he was standing with his body bent over, facing the wall.

He made low, muffled murmurs, as if talking to himself.

However, his words were very vague, and it was impossible to understand what he was saying.

"Fatty, what are you doing? We've been looking for you for ages!"

Zhou Ming shouted excitedly and stepped forward.

Fang Cheng's heart suddenly sank.

A familiar warning suddenly arose.

He remembered that last night, his grandfather was also in the living room with his back to him, making those inhuman grumbling sounds.

"Don't go over there!"

Fang Cheng blurted out.

Zhou Ming had just taken two steps when he was stopped by the shout. He paused in confusion and turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

Wang Lan also frowned, sensing something was off about Fang Cheng's tone.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Fang Cheng explained in a deep voice:
"Don't you guys think Li Dazhuang is acting strangely? He seems to be possessed by an evil spirit."

"No way?"

Wang Lan subconsciously took half a step back, her voice slightly tense:
"Fatty is always so eccentric, he always loves to play pranks on people..."

Zhou Ming glanced at Wang Lan, noticing her surprised and uncertain expression, then straightened his back and smiled, feigning composure.

"Hehe, with so many of us, even if we encounter the real deal, we have nothing to be afraid of."

As he spoke, he waved the toy gun filled with talisman water in his hand:

"Besides, there are also magical artifacts for subduing demons and monsters. Even the fiercest evil spirits can be suppressed. Don't you think so, Lin Xue?"

Lin Xue nodded quickly:

"Of course, this is talisman water that I obtained from the shrine."

Fang Cheng's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to dissuade him again.

Seeing their indifferent expressions, I finally shut up and chose to wait and see.

"Hey, Fatty, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Ming wanted to impress the girls, so he was much bolder than usual.

But he wasn't entirely reckless; he still held the water gun in both hands and cautiously approached Li Dazhuang.

Then, he gently poked the other person's back with the muzzle of the gun.

Just then, Li Dazhuang's body swayed slightly.

Then, he slowly and stiffly turned around.

When everyone saw Li Dazhuang's appearance, they gasped in shock.

His pupils rolled completely upwards, leaving only the bloodshot whites of his eyes.

His mouth was stretched into an exaggerated arc, and dark brown viscous fluid was dripping from between his teeth, emitting a strong stench.

"I go!"

Zhou Ming gasped in surprise, and the water gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Fang Cheng's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the ferocious-looking Attorney Li.

This face, this stench, almost perfectly matched the scene I had witnessed last night.

"Watch out, Zhou Ming!"

He immediately spoke up to remind him and reached out to pull Zhou Ming back.

However, they were ultimately a step too late.

Li Dazhuang's rolled-back eyes suddenly turned to Zhou Ming, and he abruptly grabbed Zhou Ming's arm.

"what--"

Zhou Ming was so frightened that he struggled desperately.

But the other person was incredibly strong and pulled him directly into their arms.

Li Dazhuang opened his mouth and made a vomiting gesture.

The next second, a mouthful of foul-smelling black liquid was sprayed directly onto Zhou Ming's face.

As soon as the liquid touched his skin, Zhou Ming's body began to tremble violently.

His gaze quickly became unfocused, shifting from one of terror to one of numb indifference, and his pupils began to roll upwards.

That once fair face was instantly covered with bluish-black veins.

"Oh no, those two are about to turn into zombies! Quickly use the talisman water to deal with them!"

Wang Lan reacted quickly, immediately raising her toy water gun and firing it repeatedly at Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming.

Fang Cheng didn't even have time to complain about what "zombie transformation" meant, and immediately raised his gun and fired.

"Splash! Splash! Splash!"

The white jet of water hit the two people precisely.

However, it only left a few wet marks on them, and it didn't seem to have any effect on subduing demons.

The stench only became stronger and more pungent.

"Ah Xue, didn't you say the talisman water was very effective?!"

Wang Lan exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Xue's face turned pale, and her tone was flustered and slightly embarrassed:

"But...maybe the talisman water was diluted, or maybe this evil creature is immune to the attack?"

At that moment, the ghost detector in her hand was constantly emitting a piercing alarm.

Fang Cheng's eyes widened, and he stared intently.

It was vaguely visible that there was a distorted black shadow inside both Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming's bodies.

They wriggled beneath their skin, seemingly undergoing some kind of possession ritual.

Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming had completely transformed into irrational monsters.

They let out a low growl and charged at Fang Cheng and the others.

"Run!"

Wang Lan shouted and grabbed Lin Xue, who was still in a daze.

The two threw away their toy water guns and rushed toward the factory exit without looking back.

Fang Cheng was also taken aback by this sudden turn of events and didn't know what to do.

He knew the talisman water was useless, and that he was too weak and alone to deal with two monsters.

After thinking for a moment, he turned and ran.

Lin Xue was thin and couldn't run fast, but she still held onto her ghost detector in her hand.

Suddenly, he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

In just a short while, Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming had rushed to her side.

"Help, help!"

Lin Xue cried out in despair.

Upon hearing the cries for help, Wang Lan abruptly stopped in her tracks.

She looked back, a struggle flashing in her eyes. She saw Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming had already bent down and grabbed Lin Xue's arms.

Black liquid dripped continuously from the corners of their mouths, clearly indicating their intention to assimilate her into a monster as well.

"Lin Xue!"

Wang Lan shouted anxiously.

But reason told her that rushing in now wouldn't save anyone; it would only be a pointless death.

"Wang Lan, let's go outside and call the police. Let them come and help us!"

Fang Cheng shouted, grabbed Wang Lan's arm, and practically dragged her forward.

The two ran frantically, passing through a series of dark doorways, until finally they saw the water plant's gate right in front of them.

Wang Lan kicked open the rusty iron door.

However, the scene outside the door was not the one they had come from; instead, it was pitch black.

This place felt like an abyss, where all light was swallowed up, and even the ground beneath one's feet was not visible.

call--

A chilling gust of wind rushed in from outside the door, and Wang Lan couldn't help but shiver.

"How could it have turned out like this..."

Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

Just then, Fang Cheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He clearly saw a dark, twisted shadow emerge silently from the darkness behind Wang Lan.

It was like a giant sack that quickly enveloped her.

"Wang Lan, watch out behind you!"

Fang Cheng immediately shouted a reminder.

Upon hearing Fang Cheng's warning, Wang Lan instinctively turned around to look.

At this moment, the dark shadow had completely enveloped her.

Fang Cheng only had time to catch a glimpse of extreme fear flashing in Wang Lan's eyes.

Then, her body stiffened, her eyes rolled back rapidly, and black liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Then, he let out the same low roar as Li Dazhuang and Zhou Ming.

Fang Cheng's heart sank, and he dared not linger for even a moment.

He immediately turned around and ran wildly towards the road he remembered in the pitch-black darkness.

At that moment, only one thought remained in my mind: to escape this cursed area and get as far away from this bizarre monster as possible.

Fang Cheng stumbled and fell, constantly bumping into debris as he ran, his knees and arms scraped and aching.

However, after running for a long time, when he looked closely again...

But they found that the surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

The equipment was still rusty, the pipes were still crisscrossing, and the stench was still lingering.

Fang Cheng suddenly realized that he had not escaped at all and was still trapped in the water plant.

That "door" and that "dark outside world" were all just an illusion!
The air instantly froze, and the surroundings became pitch black and silent.

The darkness, like a tangible cage, trapped Fang Cheng tightly.

"Hu-hu-"

Fang Cheng stood still, his chest heaving violently, each breath accompanied by a burning pain.

His gaze swept across the darkness, searching for a way out.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt a chill run down my spine.

It felt as if countless cold eyes were hiding in the darkness, spying on me.

Immediately afterwards, a faint red light began to flicker, illuminating the darkness from all directions.

Fang Cheng stared wide-eyed, scrutinizing the details.

Suddenly, many distorted shadows appeared, slowly emerging from the depths of the pipes, from the beams overhead, and from the cracks in the decaying equipment, silently enveloping us.

They didn't rush at us, but kept a distance.

Like a predator admiring its prey, it emits a faint, mocking laugh.

The sound was like scraping against eardrums, or like exploding directly in the brain.

Fang Cheng didn't want to run anymore, so he simply collapsed onto the cold cement floor, breathing heavily.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, sticking stickily to his skin and making him extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Cheng felt a burning pain in his chest, like a bellows being pumped, and his legs were trembling so badly they almost cramped up.

This body's physical condition is really too poor; it has already reached its limit after running only this short distance.

The laughter in the darkness suddenly became even more intense.

A series of low hisses and rustling mocking sounds rang out from time to time.

It was as if they were mocking Fang Cheng's weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness.

The shadowy figures drifted around, like ghosts without a physical form.

An impenetrable encirclement formed around him, yet it seemed to be waiting for something, delaying its attack.

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, looked down at his trembling hands, and felt an unprecedented surge of anger welling up inside him:
How did I become so...weak?

He clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm.

The pain briefly suppressed the fear.

But an unnamed rage, like a long-suppressed volcano, erupted from the depths of his heart.

"Yes, how did I become so weak?!"

Fang Cheng asked himself the same question again, his voice low and filled with resentment.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind like lightning, piercing the fog of confusion.

Fang Cheng suddenly realized that he should have been more domineering and direct, and solved everything with his fists.

How could we possibly be chased like stray dogs and toyed with like prey by these pretentious charlatans?
The thought grew clearer and more intense in my mind.

Ultimately, like a spark, it completely ignited some kind of constraint deep within Fang Cheng's heart.

boom--

Fang Cheng felt as if a shackle had been removed from his mind.

A surge of immense power instantly flowed into his limbs and bones, vaguely touching upon fragments of distant memories.

He didn't have time to think about where this power came from.

His body was now unusually hot, as if it were on fire, and his skin was even starting to turn slightly red.

Blood and qi surged upwards, rushing straight to the top of the head.

His muscles were taut all over, and the veins on his arms bulged out like gnarled tree roots.

Every nerve in my body seemed to be roaring with a thirst for battle.

This is not a state of pain, but rather the awakening of wild instincts.

Deep within Fang Cheng's pupils, it seemed as if two faint flames were burning, growing more intense with each breath, flickering uncertainly.

The violent instinct within him could no longer be suppressed at this moment.

It roared and urged on from within its chest.

"Hold!"

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth and cursed, then suddenly stood up.

He stomped his feet heavily on the ground, his shoulders slumped, and his hands clenched into fists.

All the muscles in his body were trembling with tension, and every line was taut and straight.

He exuded a ferocious aura, like a wild beast that had just awakened.

At this moment, he had completely entered a combat state he had never imagined.

"Come on, today it's either you kill me, or I kill you!"

Fang Cheng, risking everything, raised his head and roared angrily.

He then brandished his fists and charged fiercely at the twisted black shadows floating around him.

Just then, one of the dark figures suddenly darted forward and pounced straight at Fang Cheng.

call out!
The bright red fist struck the air without making a dull thud.

But the black shadow that was hit let out a sharp screech, like an ice cube scalded by a furnace.

It flew backward suddenly and crashed into a pillar.

It then vanished like steam, leaving only a damp, black residue.

Fang Cheng stared in astonishment at the scene, his eyes wide.

This incredibly bizarre and malevolent creature could actually be killed by its own fist? (End of Chapter)