Lying in the soft and comfortable coffin, Chen Miao, who was slightly surprised by the sounds he could hear near his ear, half-rose to sweep a glance inside the coffin only to realize that Hungry Monkey had actually installed a button speaker in each of the eight corners.
It didn't take up space and could provide a 5D surround sound effect.
The film-watching experience was quite good.
The film began with sounds of breathing in the darkness, slowly lifting the curtain. After watching for ten minutes, he felt something was amiss. In these ten minutes, only the protagonist appeared, who was trapped in a coffin buried underground, struggling hard.
But it was to no avail.
There was just a kerosene lighter for the protagonist to illuminate his surroundings.
"..."
The film made Chen Miao feel a bit claustrophobic. He turned over and felt something pressing against him. When he pulled it out, he discovered it was a kerosene lighter, identical to the one Hungry Monkey had prepared for him. He wasn't sure if it was part of some scheme or just to enhance his film-watching immersion.
Thirty minutes later, Chen Miao dozed off.
He didn't remember what the film was about; he just faintly recalled that the protagonist had struggled in the underground coffin for a full forty minutes, and he was still trapped there the moment before he lost consciousness and fell asleep.
That night, he slept poorly.
He had a terrible nightmare.
He dreamt that he was put in a coffin and buried underground, and no matter how loudly he cried for help, he couldn't break free, only able to leave behind terrifying bloody markings with his fingernails on the coffin lid in his despair.
Thank you, Hungry Monkey.
It had been a long time since he'd had a nightmare.
...
Outside, Hungry Monkey and the others had no idea that Miao, who was asleep inside, was far from their thoughts. Instead, they gathered together, placed the Medusa boss in an open space, lit up countless bulbs to illuminate it,
and after cutting up the ragged clothes on the Medusa boss,
they all sharply inhaled.
Large, white, large, white.
Big, white, big, white.
At this moment, Hungry Monkey finally understood the value of reading. If he had been educated, he could have described his current feelings with some poetic verses or euphemisms, rather than drawing a blank after 'big' and 'white'.
"A beauty and wine are worth more than a thousand pieces of gold."
After racking his brains, Hungry Monkey finally came up with a somewhat relevant line of poetry, even though he couldn't remember if that was the exact line. He probably hadn't remembered it incorrectly. After getting rid of any stray thoughts and appreciating the view,
Hungry Monkey walked from one end to the other, slowly taking it all in.
"It's really big. It must be as long as a person in diameter, right?"
"Who can say otherwise?"
Yuan Buping picked up a stick, aimed and poked it a few times, then looked at the amount it wobbled: "It's also pretty soft."
"This world is truly wonderful."
As Hungry Monkey sighed, he bent down.
"What are you doing?"
Yuan Buping, who was quietly appreciating the scene, was startled by Hungry Monkey: "Brother Monkey, you're not going to crawl in there, are you?"
"What are you thinking?"
Hungry Monkey rolled his eyes at Yuan Buping: "I'm not that perverted. I'm just curious and want to have a quick look to see what's different from normal people."
"Ah..."
"It's really spacious."
The next second—
Doctor Gou took a deep breath, then with a tremble, he walked out from cover holding a machete, and marched straight towards the hundred or so men who were searching for him.
Strangely enough.
Even though Doctor Gou was barely able to stand steady, riddled with wounds, and his eyes smeared with blood, appearing as if a gust of wind could knock him over, every step he took forward, the pursuing men would step back with faint fright.
As Doctor Gou advanced, they retreated.
No matter how some in the crowd shouted to charge forward, everyone still involuntarily retreated.
After stumbling forward a dozen steps, Doctor Gou looked at the scene before him, couldn't help but smile with a sneer in his eyes, and then his body suddenly stiffened. No longer able to hold himself up, he collapsed heavily to the ground.
These people were afraid.
Afraid of being killed by him.
He wasn't sure how many he had killed that night, remembering only that it seemed anyone who drew near him was cleaved in two by his blade, probably around one or two hundred people, perhaps?
Chen Miao...
The Taboo Item Chen Miao gave him was so strong.
Although the activation code was a bit long and hard to pronounce, once the Second Form was activated, practically no one could stop him. It was just that being outnumbered, he eventually fell, if only he had a skill or an item that could rapidly heal his injuries, he felt no one could have stopped him that night.
It's a pity...
After seeing Doctor Gou collapse, the hundred-plus hoodlums still did not approach. They waited on the spot for three minutes to ensure that Doctor Gou was completely unable to rise again, and then exchanged glances, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed forward, tying up the man covered in horrific injuries and bare-chested before taking him to their boss.
Nearby, in the factory ruins.
At this point, the ground was dyed red with pools of blood, the air heavy with the stench of gore, countless bodies lay there, and many severely injured gang members writhed in pain. The whole scene looked like hell itself.
In the middle of a pool of blood.
Lay a crimson white lab coat, almost tattered to ribbons.
That night.
Someone went on a killing frenzy here.
Just two doctors, both broken.
"Damn it!"
Only after confirming that Doctor Gou had been captured did the gang leader step out from the crowd with a dark expression, looking at Doctor Gou who was bound and covered in blood. He couldn't help but spit a thick gob of phlegm on him.
Then he viciously roared, "There's another shooter, he's out of bullets now, get him for me, catch him!"
For him as well, this night was an accident.
He had been casually eavesdropping on a neighboring conversation as he had a late-night snack, overhearing a chat about just coming out from a fixed event, noting how dangerous it was and what they had gained, and so on.
The conversation flowed pleasantly.
And he listened in with equal pleasure.
As the local snakehead of Broken Pot City, stumbling upon such information, wouldn't it be unprofessional of him not to do anything about it?
Without any hesitation.
He gathered all his brothers to wait outside the city, lured Doctor Gou and his company out into the open, and then ambushed them, attempting to coerce them into handing over their possessions. Yet, he hadn't expected them to be so tough.
Once the fight broke out, his men dropped like dumplings next to a boiling pot, plopping consecutively into the fray.
He wanted to stop midway through, but it was already too late to stop.
Even if the three men had valuables worth a fortune, it wouldn't compensate for his losses. The only consoling thought was that anyone who managed to run to Broken Pot City generally had no backing and were loners.
Although the incident had escalated, there was no need to worry about retaliation; security was in his favor.
Now, it was his time to reap the rewards.