After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

On the ground, people showed warmth and kindness; in the dispatch room, people worked efficiently and methodically; and people all over the world watched it all simultaneously.

They had almost forgotten, or never known, that there was still a battlefield in the sky.

It's in the dying instance.

Sweat, blood, and stains.

All of them blended together and slid down the defined jawline.

With red tassels fluttering, the one wielding the long spear is a born warrior; since the enemy has not yet fallen, then it is a fight to the death.

Opposite her, the once colossal wrecked creature had been stripped of most of its limbs by Jiang Hui's repeated attacks, no longer resembling its previous horrifying appearance. Only Lei Hong's head remained embedded in the very center of the wrecked creature, hidden within layers of protection, surrounded by a ring of muscular arms.

Even so, the head was riddled with deep, bloody holes. These were the deepest marks left by Jiang Hui's spear on the dismembered monster.

The blood-stained red tassel trailed an endless flame. Jiang Hui squinted and used the falling motion to shake off the blood from his forehead. He dodged attack after attack on his vital points, but could he really keep dodging them forever?

Lei Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered in blood and mud. He was no longer the shrewd, rational, and composed man he once was; his face was contorted with a ferocious, beast-like rage as he muttered, "Kill, kill, kill."

Before this, Lei Hong had tried threats and deception, which always worked on newcomers like the skinny guy; he had tried cooperating in confessing his crimes and providing more detailed information about the victims, which might entice Tang Li; he had tried exchanging benefits, even promising to sign a slave contract with her, and shrewd people like Qiu Wanting were always willing to listen to him for a few more words.

But the person standing in front of him was Jiang Hui.

Jiang Hui is the purest warrior; her ears can only hear the whistling wind, and her eyes can only see the enemy's weak points.

It is precisely because of single-minded focus that one is invincible.

Moreover, the opponent facing Jiang Hui at this moment was not the worthy adversary she considered worthy, but merely a slightly larger, inhuman beast. And what hunter would listen to the dying cries of their prey when it was just a beast?

It was in this situation that Lei Hong repeatedly encountered setbacks and despair. By this point, he had become mentally unstable.

But he also possesses the instincts of a monster and the authority of a monster boss.

— He collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The spear finally pierced Lei Hong's skull completely this time; the hard skull was nothing compared to the sharp spear tip.

At that very moment, like an inflated balloon suddenly punctured by a sharp object, the entire shredded monster burst apart in all directions, filling the chaotic space with bits of flesh and blood.

Jiang Hui didn't blink. Her excellent dynamic vision made everything in her field of vision seem to slow down. Jiang Hui's eyes took in everything, even the movement of a single drop of blood. Then, she noticed the strange black, viscous liquid about the size of a fist.

The liquid, as dark as tar, had a shrunken version of Lei Hong's face twisted in its center.

Lei Hong was indeed still alive.

Instinct compelled him to use his last ounce of strength to rush toward the last glimmer of hope.

Without hesitation, Jiang Hui chased after the asphalt slick—Lei Hong—through the rain of falling blood. Her body continued running mechanically, but her mind had already rehearsed Lei Hong's route; his destination was…

The eerie lines on Jiang Hui's face began to deepen, and she sped up once again.

His destination was the dean's office!

Having shed his cumbersome body, Lei Hong's speed reached its peak. He was like a black lightning bolt capable of passing through walls and disappearing into the ground, leaving even Jiang Hui far behind. The Dean's Office, the Dean's Office—it seemed as if only a few flashes of thought had passed before the asphalt slick was already upon them.

So, what's in the dean's office? Jiang Hui chased after him while forcing herself to recall.

There was a safe, yes, but Qiu Wanting had already thrown all the documents inside out the window;

There is a portal, yes, but Lei Hong has fallen to such a wretched state, on the verge of death, without a physical body. He, who is attached to the smoke, will only be torn apart by the wind in the sky.

What else?

Jiang Hui's pupils suddenly contracted.

Is there another person like this, who is despicable, cruel, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and has a pair of sinister triangular eyes that have been replaced by mechanical eyes? He betrayed the players and joined the Weird, and his hands were crippled by Lei Hong, so he was unable to complete the questionnaire and leave the instance.

He huddled in the corner of the dean's office like a rat in a sewer. Qiu Wanting was too busy manipulating people's hearts to notice him, and the strange employees were too busy escaping the instance to pay attention to him. The skinny man possessed by Gu Xiaoying had exhausted his last bit of strength and turned into a pool of candle tears like a human skin, no longer capable of harming him.

Sun Ping.

It was incredibly lucky that he was still alive and even managed to survive and clear the dungeon with them.

But it's also really ironic.

People die for money, birds die for food. In order to gain the most benefits, Sun Ping insisted on staying in the dungeon, trying to get a share of the credit in their final completion reward.

But it became Lei Hong's last chance to survive.

The asphalt slick slammed straight into Sun Ping's chest. The next second, the mechanical eye fell to the ground, and a viscous black liquid replaced Sun Ping's eye, trickling down his eyelids.

Like a puppet manipulated by a clumsy novice puppeteer, Sun Ping struggled to his feet in an extremely bizarre manner. A viscous black liquid swirled and burned within his body, injecting new energy into his tattered remains.

Sun Ping moved with lightning speed, without the slightest hesitation. He rushed out of the dean's office, ran down the corridor, and headed straight for the variable most likely to turn the tide—

He didn't even try to leave through the portal?

Jiang Huigang caught up with him to the dean's office. As she looked at his receding figure, she suddenly understood everything.

Damn.

The communication device... has expired.

As Jiang Hui ran, she bought new items. Her heart clenched suddenly, more so than during the previous battle. A metallic taste filled her mouth, and the piercing wind howled in her ears.

The call finally connected.

Jiang Hui shouted urgently:

"—Tang Li! Lei Hong is looking for you!"

"--careful!"