Chapter 183
Chapter 183
Maria dove down and opened the drain below. A whirlpool abruptly appeared on the calm surface, drawing everyone toward its center.
In his panic, Qiao Yu grabbed a fistful of Maria’s hair.
-The water’s loud, but I can tell from her lips that Maria is cursing up a storm.
-Friendly suggestion for Maria: shave your head. Then life will have nothing to grab you by.
-Every Ghost in the Live Stream Room hates the streamer equally.
-That’s not true. Plenty of members in his fan club are insanely strong.
-You don’t understand. The boundary between love and hate has always been blurred, just as madness and genius are separated by only a hair.
-Wow, that’s so philosophical. Have you heard the song called Philosophy?
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-Philosophy’s mountain road has eighteen bends~ Philosophy!
-Screw you! I don’t watch comedy skits. My idol is Shen Teng. (Come At Me.jpg)
After Qiao Yu grabbed Maria’s hair, Shang Yan caught hold of it too. Then Chinnawat followed suit.
Maria was like a sheep they kept shearing over and over.
The water level dropped quickly, finally revealing the supposedly enormous drain once all the water was gone.
Of course, it still could not accommodate a full-grown adult. Fortunately, they were currently “young” and thin.
The three said goodbye to Maria and crawled into the dark drain.
No one cared about Azim, who trailed at the back. Losing an eye was painful enough. It would be much more entertaining to let him scrape by until the final day, only to discover that he could not leave the Instance.
The narrow tunnel had little air. Water flowed away through a web of pipes as Qiao Yu laboriously squeezed through the gaps.
They traveled in single file, crouching as they moved. The drain was filthy, and Shang Yan had something of a cleanliness obsession. His brows remained tightly furrowed in discomfort.
There was nothing Qiao Yu could do except tell him to endure it. Crawling through a drain was at least more reliable than smashing through a wall. Last time, they had only released water. If it was wet concrete this time, they would be in serious trouble.
Fortunately, the drainage tunnel was not very long. Though the group emerged covered in grime, at least they made it out.
The exit was another dead end, boxed in by walls on both sides. The square, empty space offered no landmark of any kind.
Qiao Yu jumped down and sighed at the deserted passage. “We only just parted from the Slit-Mouthed Woman, but I already miss her.”
Chinnawat was about to climb down, but immediately pulled his leg back. “Why don’t we go back?”
At least he was still wedged in the opening, and no concrete wall had sealed their way back yet.
Shang Yan shook his head. “If I have to crawl through that again, I’d rather die.”
Qiao Yu glanced at him. “Faced with self-improvement or giving up, you chose suicide?”
Shang Yan nodded. “Yes.”
Very well.
Seeing how obediently the expert followed his boyfriend’s lead, Chinnawat decisively jumped out of the moldy drain.
Besides, a creepy guy was still crouching inside. They could turn back whenever they wanted.
“What do we do now?”
Qiao Yu considered it. “Lu Xun once said, ‘When a wall falls, everyone gives it a push.’ Why don’t we try?”
Chinnawat: ??
Push… push the wall?!
-Hahahaha… Lu Xun: Please don’t tag me. Thanks.
-I’m dying! Lu Xun said that. What does it have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?
-Um… Lu Xun asked me to tell you he never said that. It was Consort Hua next door: “When the wall falls, everyone pushes!” (Consort Hua Kicking Noble Lady Cao.jpg)
-That year, in the drizzling apricot blossoms, you said you were a masked palm civet. I said you were seriously cheeky.
-Forget Consort Hua. They all crawled here on their knees and have been promoted to Noble Consorts.
-No, look how filthy they are. They’re clearly Coffee Consorts!
-Heh, so what? His Majesty dotes on me! He dotes on me!
-Bridal Ghost: Being doted on is useless. Unlike the Prince of Lanling, who has only me.
-Sadako, Painted Skin: You can be this consort or that consort, but we have the Princess Consort of Lanling. Idlers, clear the way! Her Highness has arrived!
-Li Xiaoqin: Thank goodness the college entrance exam doesn’t test us on Empresses in the Palace, or even the top two spots wouldn’t be enough.
Of course, no one was actually going to push the wall.
In the midst of the silence, something furry suddenly brushed against Qiao Yu’s ankle, interrupting his thoughts.
Qiao Yu instinctively bent down and grabbed the furry hand. His tone was exceedingly warm. “Hello! Remember me?”
The Hairy Hand: !!
“Are you here to lend a hand?”
The Hairy Hand: No, I’m here to hunt you.
Qiao Yu produced Doctor Zhuang’s scalpel. “To be honest, I’ve wanted to shave all that hair for a long time.”
The Hairy Hand trembled and instantly switched sides.
Watching it perform a dramatic kneeling surrender in his palm, Qiao Yu put away the scalpel in satisfaction. “Since you can move freely underground, please dig us an unobstructed tunnel! Remember, it has to be a straight line. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. We don’t have much time, so you have five minutes.”
The Hairy Hand: …?
Chinnawat could not help applauding from the side.
An expert truly was an expert. The idea made him want to fall to his knees in worship.
For all they knew, bulldozing straight ahead like this might be much faster than navigating the maze properly.
“Oh, and make it roomy. The ceiling should be at least as high as I am, and the tunnel should be one meter wide. Dig it well, and I’ll give you a five-star review.”
The Hairy Hand: Screw you! Do you hear me? Screw you!
-I can feel it. Those curses are filthy.
-+1
The Hairy Hand did not occupy much space, but it was remarkably capable.
Every so often, Qiao Yu twirled the scalpel in his hand. The Hairy Hand’s speed immediately reached its limit as it dug at eight hundred meters per second-no, wait, just extremely fast.
It took seven minutes.
Before leaving, Qiao Yu showed no disgust at the dust covering the Hairy Hand and gave it a friendly shake. “You went over the construction deadline, so you won’t be paid. Do better next time.”
The Hairy Hand instantly flopped flat on the ground: …Too tired to love.
Passing through a wall was fast, but dangerous.
The moment Qiao Yu poked his head out, a thin white thread as fine as hair swept across him and sliced off his head.
Shang Yan’s expression went blank for an instant. He watched Qiao Yu’s headless body nimbly dart forward while his head outside the tunnel continued shouting, “You little piece of trash! A sneak attack? You fight dirty!”
-His head fell off again…
-Honestly, I’m used to it now. Heh. It’s just a head falling off. Heh.
-Poster above, are you doing all right mentally?
Shang Yan clutched his chest and discovered that, despite his young age, he had apparently developed a myocardial infarction.
After composing himself, he no longer cared about brushing against the filthy dirt on either side and hurriedly crawled out.
A gigantic spider clung to the wall.
“That spider has so many legs! If I absolutely had to use one phrase to describe it, only ‘so many’ could capture it! That’s right, it’s a spider with so many legs!”
Irritated, Shang Yan kicked Chinnawat. “Shut up!”
Chinnawat quickly covered his chattering mouth.
The spider, which was as large as an adult, held Qiao Yu’s head and slowly brought it closer to its own.
Most unsettling of all, the creature possessed an extraordinarily beautiful woman’s face, one that seemed highly malleable.
No-its face had a bewitching effect!