LWGP - Chapter 163
Chapter 163: scarl
Facing the terrifying, blazing entrance, Wei Yuan understood Wang Jiu’s intent. His body felt as if it were about to be melted by the fiery light behind him, yet he gripped Wang Jiu’s wrist in return, asking a question at the last moment that was neither to humor her and stall for time, nor to stall for his own sake. “The team you sent out left before that old thing sent you the message last night. It’s clear you had already investigated Fanlin Village before that.”
Even at this moment, he couldn’t shake the fundamental nature of a researcher, still wanting to get to the bottom of things.
Wang Jiu gave him a brief glance and said flatly, “I have another puppet in the county government building. It contains the file on your adoption by Zhang Shen and the whole story.”
Although it was a very ordinary file, for someone like Wang Jiu who had long since seen through the secret of the mist’s poison, it naturally provided a direction for investigation.
His old home, Fanlin Village, had long been exposed to her.
But Zhang Shen had provided coordinates, which had shortened the search time for Hao Ze and the others.
Otherwise, the situation might not have turned out this way.
Wei Yuan was struck with realization. “So that’s how it was. A single oversight in a flawless plan. But even so, this isn’t necessarily your victory. I’m afraid you still don’t know…”
Before he could finish, Wang Jiu threw his entire body into the incinerator.
Everyone: “…”
Even when Xie Jiang had thrown Zhang Jue’s fake corpse in earlier, he hadn’t been this ruthless. But her? It was like she was taking out the trash, just flinging the man into the furnace with a clang.
It truly sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
She was too damn hardcore!
In that instant, Wei Yuan probably regretted infinitely that he had used his own stalling tactic to play along with Wang Jiu’s stalling tactic, ultimately allowing this woman to turn the tables in one fell swoop.
But no matter how much he regretted it, he was already in the furnace.
As Wei Yuan was incinerated into a black silhouette amidst the terrifying flames, his agonized wails were accompanied by a cloud of toxic mist, released from the burning poisoned blood, spewing from the incinerator’s opening.
The crowd had just used their last antidote to stop their HP from dropping and had fled the poison-filled laboratory. Now outside, with the incinerator in front of them and the morgue to the side, this final wave of toxic mist made them cry out in misery, each one feeling weak and powerless.
Fortunately, Wei Yuan had been dealt with.
The remaining crisis was… the Blood Corpse.
The Blood Corpse stood there. After Wei Yuan was finally burned to ashes, it moved.
Everyone was startled and went on high alert.
The Blood Corpse walked forward, step by step, until it reached the front of the incinerator, right beside Wang Jiu.
Wang Jiu was exhausted now, her face deathly pale. She seemed very weak, merely leaning against a nearby lab table for support as she looked at the Blood Corpse.
“Sober now?”
The Blood Corpse’s blood-red eyes had indeed regained their sanity. It stared silently at Wang Jiu for a long while.
Just as everyone thought they were about to fight.
“Thank you,” the Blood Corpse suddenly said. Its voice was extremely hoarse, probably because its throat had been burned.
In this moment, he was Zhang Shen.
Wang Jiu: “You’re welcome. In your next life, don’t be so quick to play dad.”
Zhang Shen originally had much he wanted to say with emotion—about his love for this child, his sorrow for the wrong path he had taken, his foolishness in failing to bring him to justice sooner despite sensing his twisted thoughts, and the complex feelings he now had seeing him punished.
Ultimately, he couldn’t say it.
Because Wang Jiu was a person without empathy, her words were venomous, leaving no room for conversation.
Her gaze toward Zhang Shen had only one meaning—are you getting in yourself, or am I putting you in?
With no one to confide in, Zhang Shen finally let out a soft chuckle.
Laughing, he resolutely walked into the incinerator.
“Thank you, little girl.”
He just said thank you, and now he was saying it again?
Few people understood its meaning, just as no one now could see that as Zhang Shen rushed into the incinerator, his eyes were filled with tears in the face of the roaring flames, yet he was smiling through them.
His tears evaporated as he, along with the child he had raised as his own, turned to ash.
He took those once-hidden stories with him.
Not far away, Lin Guiwan and the others, especially the more sentimental women, inexplicably understood why Zhang Shen had thanked her twice.
The first time was for his own revenge.
The second was likely still from the perspective of a father, thanking her on behalf of his constantly erring child.
Killing him was to stop him from making more mistakes.
So he thanked Wang Jiu.
Their emotions were complex, yet they saw the light of the incinerator illuminating Wang Jiu, bathing her in a brilliant glow. Her pale cheeks appeared even more exquisitely beautiful.
At first glance, it was as if time stood still, as if she were lost in melancholy and solitude.
She was bewildering, admirable, she was…
Alright, in truth, Lin Guiwan, Qiao Xuejing, and the others understood that those beautiful qualities had nothing to do with Lao Wang. She was staring at the furnace not to contemplate philosophy or emotion, but to see how much loot would drop after burning the Zhang Shen father and son duo.
Sure enough, she raised an eyebrow.
The loot inside the incinerator had appeared.
Wang Shu and the others looked warily at the other teams.
The Cai Market team, Tan Yingzhou’s team, the teams of Wen Shan and Jiang Bingze, and even Yan Guanqi’s team—what were they thinking? Or rather, what were they planning to do next?
In that brief moment, their gazes met, the glint of blades flashing in their thoughts.
Then… they all heard a strange sound.
It sounded like a drawer being pulled open.
The morgue!!
Everyone looked toward it.
The drawers of the morgue were moving on their own.
Holy crap, more reanimations?
Soon, they saw several corpses walk out.
The one in the lead spoke a single sentence, “Actually, you should have let Zhang Shen die a little later. That would have made me hesitate about whether to make a move now.”
“After all, I also suspected you might have noticed my presence.”
“As it turns out, you finally made a mistake, Scarl.”
Who? Who was he calling?
Everyone followed his gaze and saw the weakened Wang Jiu.
Wang Shu and the others seemed to recall something.
Scarl. Only Wang Jiu’s group of “old friends” from abroad would call her that.
“Holy crap! That shrill, pretty-boy voice… you can’t be…” Wang Shu was stunned.
The leader glanced at him, the corners of his mouth turning down in annoyance. “Little fatty friend, that’s not very polite, you know.”
Then he wiped his face, and his original appearance was restored.
Restored it was.
Bai Bai: “Fatty, who is this slutty thing staring at my great-great-grandma like that?”
Wang Shu: “What a slut.”
Bai Bai: “I asked you his name, why are you cursing him too?”
Wang Shu: “No, his name is Kenjin.”
Bai Bai: “You humans are truly perverted.”
Wang Shu: “…”
That’s not right, why are you broadening the attack?
We’re in the same trench here.
Konoe Kenjin didn’t get angry; he simply walked slowly toward Wang Jiu.
The experts behind him, however, began a swift slaughter, even killing Luo Sheng and the others with a single strike.
There was nothing to be done. They were too weak now.
No one had expected another team to be hiding.
Xie Jiang looked at Tan Yingzhou. “Weren’t you the team that cleared the dangerous part?”
Tan Yingzhou: “Wasn’t it you?”
Then both teams fell silent.
Fuck!
This group of Japanese players was the first to arrive at this crematorium!
That wasn’t right. They were far away in Japan. Although it was also in the ninth district, it was too far from here. Could a level 30 dungeon really connect to a place so distant?
Everyone they had encountered so far was from within the country.
Either the connection range was massive, or—this group had spawned within the country’s borders to begin with.
“They spawned here,” Xie Lu said, his tone icy. The members of his team were stunned, but they understood his anger and hostility. As a soldier, there was no greater offense than foreigners spawning on home turf to vie for power.
They were all furious, let alone Xie Lu.
Unfortunately, they couldn’t even protect themselves right now, forced to watch as these outsiders slaughtered their way through to seize all the benefits.
Xie Jiang, Tan Yingzhou, and the others remained quiet, seemingly trying their best to recover their spirit power.
They noticed that even though Konoe Kenjin clearly had the upper hand, he wasn’t seizing the opportunity to kill them with maximum speed. Instead, he seemed to be testing something.
That was it. He was testing whether Wang Jiu was truly out of combat power.
So, his subordinates were already attacking Wang Shu and the others.
Just as Wang Shu’s group was about to be slaughtered, Wang Jiu suddenly glanced at Konoe Kenjin, who was seven steps away.
At this distance, if she made any sudden moves while his men were killing Wang Shu’s group, he could react and dodge.
If she made no move at all, he could kill her from a distance.
Konoe Kenjin smiled, carrying the air of Japan’s finest nobility—devoid of killing intent, but his plan was laid out perfectly clear.
It was also evident how wary this person was of Wang Jiu, having understood her prowess far earlier than many people in the country.
But his calculations led to an unexpected result.
Because… it was the dozen or so people from Xie Jiang’s and Tan Yingzhou’s two teams who all moved first!
Afterimages shot out, and a storm of support and debuff skills erupted. In an instant, they had surrounded the few experts Konoe Kenjin had brought. The base average stats of his men were all above 3500, while Konoe Kenjin’s own were nearly 5000, on par with Xie Jiang and the other leader.
Impressive as hell.
But they were outnumbered, and Xie Jiang’s group was also extremely formidable.
They were damn formidable, showing not a single sign of weakness from the poison!
They hadn’t been poisoned at all, or rather—they had far more antidotes than the others.
Wang Jiu had specifically given them extra!
She had been prepared? Otherwise, she would never have given competitors so many antidotes; she just wasn’t that kind of person.
Since she had given them, it was for a contingency.
She had known about his presence all along! She must have had a plan!
Where did things go wrong? Could her insight skill see through his team’s disguise?
Impossible. This was a Purple Gold grade group disguise scroll. She would need an even higher-level method to break it.
He asked the System, and the System now replied that it had nothing to do with an insight skill.
Then the flaw was somewhere else.
In a flash of insight, Konoe Kenjin realized that while their corpse disguises were flawless, all the corpses in this mist dungeon should have been like the young girls in the easy dungeon—with butterflies, or butterfly eggs, in their stomachs.
Damn it, he had forgotten that detail!
The System didn’t forget to rub salt in the wound: “Knowing wouldn’t have helped you.”
True. How could they have faked that? Those were living organisms. To disguise a living organism inside a corpse was a conflict of life and death. Even a Purple Gold grade group disguise scroll couldn’t do that.
And Wang Jiu must have some kind of X-ray vision! She had scanned all the corpses in the morgue from the very beginning!
To see through everything yet show no sign of it—what an actress!
Realizing this in a brief moment of thought, Konoe Kenjin abruptly tried to bolt, but Dark Curse, Blind, and Anesthesia had all landed on him.
The effects were terrifying, because the current Wang Jiu had unsealed her Trickery Badge, releasing her true attributes. Furthermore, these attributes were boosted by Nightmare Descent + Black Witch Grimoire + Mountain Ghost’s Night March + 20% armor penetration.
Her attributes had soared to an average of nearly 7000!
Most importantly, Lin Guiwan, who had also been faking her weakness, precisely cast buff and speed auras on her.
By the time Konoe Kenjin heard the sound of a blade being unsheathed, he felt the blade energy from Wang Jiu was already right behind his ear.
Chameleon disguise removed, speed increased by 30%.
She was like a phantom, sticking to him like a shadow.
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