Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

The ideas they advocate are so different, even bizarre, and run counter to secular values. It's no wonder that people won't easily spend money with her.

but……

"The more this happens, the more perfect this skin becomes!"

“I really want to take it off…”

She murmured to herself, her voice low and hoarse but full of temptation.

After saying that, she slowly stretched out her hands and gently held her cheeks, as if imagining how beautiful she would become after peeling off Bai Ge's skin.

A sickly blush appeared on her face, spreading from her cheeks to her ears. She was completely immersed in this twisted fantasy, looking crazy.

If she really had the ability to peel off Bai Ge's skin.

That would be really fun.

You know, Bai Ge now relies entirely on this human skin to maintain his precarious humanity.

Once this skin is broken even a little, those things that have been dormant under Bai Ge's skin and suppressed for a long time will not care about anything and will want to come out to breathe.

Bai Ge continued to pace forward in the winding corridors of the black market that were filled with a strange atmosphere.

His eyes wandered around randomly, surrounded by strange stalls and strange figures hurrying around.

As he walked, the sign of a clinic in front suddenly caught his sight.

"Balance Plastic Surgery Clinic".

"Wow, I didn't expect to see traces of the Cult of the Balance here..."

Bai Ge couldn't help but click his tongue, feeling helpless and speechless.

After a slight hesitation, he stepped inside.

After all, he is the leader of this cult!

As soon as he stepped in, a loud and mournful cry came towards him like a tide.

I saw a group of people dressed in strange clothes, obviously dressed as members of the Church of the Balance, gathered together and cried loudly.

"Master..."

"You've been arrested. How are we going to have plastic surgery in the future?"

"Cuck!"

"Master, how can I live without you?"

Just as they were crying their hearts out, the door of the clinic was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Through tearful eyes, everyone saw Bai Ge pushing the door open.

"Master!"

The sharp-eyed believers recognized Bai Ge's iconic outfit at a glance, and in an instant, it was as if they had been injected with a shot of adrenaline.

The crowd, who had originally had sad faces and complained about back and leg pain, suddenly became energetic and swarmed towards Bai Ge, surrounding him tightly in the middle.

Before Bai Ge could react, he was hastily pulled to a soft chair by this group of overly enthusiastic believers.

Then, the extremely familiar scene appeared before his eyes like a movie replay.

Meow.

It’s only been one day!

Let him feel directly where the dream began.

Just when he was feeling helpless, Bai Ge caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

He slowly turned his head and stared blankly at Dan Heng beside him.

No?

Are you a cultist too?

Tell me earlier!

The two of them just stared at each other.

Bai Ge was a little surprised.

Dan Heng had no expression on his face.

Under such gaze, the surrounding atmosphere became inexplicably cheerful, as if absurd notes were jumping in the air.

At this moment, a female believer who looked to be of high status came to Bai Ge with elegant but somewhat anxious steps.

She bowed slightly, her tone full of respect: "Master..."

Her voice was gentle, yet filled with undeniable solemnity. "It's time for you to have surgery. Those eager believers are waiting for you."

"You can't rest now."

surgery?

Although Bai Ge was confused in his heart, he appeared to be as calm as an old dog.

He nodded slightly and said calmly, "Lead the way."

After he finished speaking, he took Dan Heng, who was also silent, and followed the female believer towards the operating room.

Along the way, the eager gazes of the surrounding believers were like thorns in his back. Bai Ge appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. He secretly speculated about everything he would face next.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ge and Dan Heng followed the female believer into the first operating room.

On the operating table lay a believer with an extremely strange figure.

His body was distorted beyond recognition, his arms were unusually long, hanging over the edge of the operating table, and his legs were pitifully short, as if they were deformed.

The facial features looked as if they had been randomly kneaded, squeezed together crookedly, with no aesthetic appeal at all.

Looking at his fingers again, they were of uneven length, just like dead branches of varying lengths.

As the door of the operating room slowly closed, a dull sound was heard, isolating the noise from the outside world.

Bai Ge and Dan Heng stood beside the operating table, staring at the cultist in silence.

How are they going to perform the operation?

Soon Bai Ge found a pair of gloves.

Then a pop-up window popped up in front of him.

[Rare Item: Balanced Plastic Surgery Gloves]

【Destiny Tendency: Balance*Purity】

In this bizarre world, beauty is a strange yardstick that measures fate, dividing people into distinct classes. Some are kissed by the goddess of beauty from birth, born with natural beauty and blessed with the world's favor; while others, because of their appearance, suffer indifference and injustice.

The "Balance Cosmetic Glove" was born. We firmly believe that beauty shouldn't be a gift reserved for a select few. Therefore, we aim to use it to reshape the appearance of all, bringing everyone closer to unity, eliminating the boundaries between beauty and ugliness, and creating an ideal world where everyone can be perfect.

This is not a pop-up window of the simulator, this is a pop-up window for launching a task to open up the gate.

I didn't expect this thing could be identified...

In this operating room filled with a strange atmosphere.

Dan Heng and Bai Ge slowly put on the gloves that carried the strange concept of "beauty of balance" and started this absurd operation of the so-called "beauty of balance" with solemn expressions.

The shadowless lamp cast a pale light, illuminating their figures that were mechanically operated like puppets.

The long and depressing time passed quietly.

at last.

The operation was declared "completed".

At this moment, a man who has achieved the "beauty of balance" is lying quietly on the operating table.

His facial features seemed to be copied from a precise mold, aligned perfectly;

The body proportions seemed to have been measured with precision instruments, with every line aligned neatly;

The fingers are uniform, as if they were made from the same template;

Even the distribution of pores is evenly aligned, and the organs inside the body seem to have achieved a creepy alignment under this mysterious force, presenting an extreme yet distorted "balance".

Looking at the man on the operating table, he seemed to have been manipulated by some strange force. He was so regular that he was in a strange state that he could be perfectly divided into two halves if he split it precisely along the center.

Dan Heng and Bai Ge's eyelids twitched when they saw this.

This strange thing is a bit evil!

"Perfect" World: Chapter 115: Teacher Dan Heng, why don't you eat!

Bai Ge kept going up and down, performing surgery on the "patient" like kneading dough. His movements were skillful yet weird.

He took the time to turn around and look at Dan Heng beside him, and asked, "By the way, aren't you a teacher? Why are you here?"

Dan Heng raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his expression slightly tired and helpless. He slowly said, "You should know about the [Pure Beauty List], right?"

"I know." Bai Ge responded briefly without stopping his hands.

Dan Heng took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down, "The school held a dinner party today."

"Dinner party?" Bai Ge raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Yes," Dan Heng lowered his head, his voice low and complex, "A dinner to enhance the beauty of wisdom, oh, it's really a 'feast'."

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head and looked straight at Bai Ge with his eyes as sharp as torches, his eyes full of pain and resentment.

Then he began to describe everything he had witnessed in the restaurant, every word sounding like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

“Steamed, stir-fried, braised, stewed…”

With every word, his tone became heavier.

"And the main ingredient of these 'dishes' is the brain, the brains of some students with poor academic performance..."

As Dan Heng spoke, those twisted and strange scenes appeared clearly before his eyes again like a nightmare.

"Teacher Dan Heng? Why don't you eat?"

The voice seemed to come from far away, yet it lingered in my ears clearly, with a tone of feigned intimacy and concern.

"Yes! Teacher Danheng, why don't you eat?"

Another voice followed closely, as if agreeing, or urging, with a creepy enthusiasm in the voice.

"Don't you like stir-fried brains?"

A sweet female voice sounded, as if they were discussing just an ordinary dish, but what they mentioned were such cruel "ingredients".

"How about trying this oil-splashed one?"

Immediately afterwards, someone else enthusiastically "recommended" it, and his words were full of the meaning that it could not be refused.

"If it doesn't work, drink some soup..."

The voice was low, with a hint of strange temptation, as if as long as one drank the soup, one would be able to join this terrible "feast".

"Teacher Dan Heng..."

"Teacher Dan Heng..."

The calls echoed in his ears like ghosts, becoming more and more urgent and sharp.

"Teacher Danheng, why don't you eat?"

This last question was like a heavy hammer, hitting Dan Heng's heart hard, making him feel as if he was trapped in that horrific scene again, unable to break free.

Tell the truth.

All the things that happened in his previous life were like strange shadows to Danheng, and he couldn't see them clearly. Apart from some nightmares, Danheng's experience in this life was relatively peaceful.

but.

When had he ever seen such a twisted and weird scene?

Isn’t this more powerful than when “Blade” was chasing him?