Chapter 624: Hundred-Ghost Eater’s Sacrifice
These words had clearly been processed.
She must have been rambling incoherently when she talked about these things.
One could imagine a somewhat neurotic woman, her gaze venomous, her body twitching irregularly as she babbled on about these events.
"We were terrified and ran back to the hotel."
"What happened later was beyond our imagination!"
"We thought the chaos would pass quickly, that we'd soon return to the world as it was!"
"But it didn't happen. We stayed in the hotel room, and soon ran out of food!"
"My boyfriend wanted to go out to find something to eat, but my best friend's boyfriend was afraid of those things outside and didn't dare to go!"
"In the end, my boyfriend gritted his teeth and went anyway because he couldn't stand seeing me so hungry!"
"Because of this, I had a huge fight with my best friend and her boyfriend!"
"I never imagined my best friend's boyfriend could be such a coward, so lacking in backbone. Before all this, I'd actually been happy for them."
"I remember waiting for so long that day. A whole day! Two days? Or three?"
"I can't remember clearly anymore!"
"I only remember that when my boyfriend came back, he was covered head to toe in blood, and his eyes were filled with absolute terror!"
"He gave me a piece of chocolate, and then he never woke up again!"
"That one piece of chocolate barely lasted a few days!"
"I was still hungry, so hungry..."
"I turned my gaze to my boyfriend. I finally understood then—without him, I really would die..."
"..."
"The three of us..."
"..."
"We made it through a few days without going hungry. I often thought of my boyfriend, remembered how good he was to me!"
"Then later, when everything was gone, my best friend and her boyfriend started eyeing me!"
"The way they looked at me was wrong! I knew what they were thinking!!"
"I was terrified!"
"That night, while they were asleep, I ran all the way from the seventh floor to the first floor!"
So the thing he'd killed was actually this woman's best friend. That was something Chen Ye hadn't expected.
"I felt something following me!"
"Then later, a group of people showed up. They called themselves Superhumans, said they had incredible powers!"
"I thought I was saved!"
"But I never expected them to be so useless—they were killed by the things in other rooms!"
"In the rooms further inside, there were even more terrifying things!"
"I was scared, scared out of my mind!"
By the time she wrote this part, the sentences had already started to lose all coherence.
Whoever recorded this must have gone through a great deal of effort to piece these words together.
The writing showed many smudged and scratched-out sections.
"Those Superhumans died! All of them died!"
"Not only did they die, but those Anomalies died too!"
"I could survive for a while longer!"
"Those things didn't seem interested in me. They didn't kill me! They just sniffed at me!"
"Like... like they'd found the scent of their own kind!"
"So, every so often, I'd always get some food!"
"Sometimes it was from Superhumans, sometimes from those monsters!"
"It was strange—every so often, I'd always get some!"
"Later on, there was more from the monsters..."
"I noticed my body seemed to be changing!"
"Sometimes my mind was clear, sometimes hazy!"
"Later, I didn't even know who I was anymore!"
"I couldn't remember many things, and a lot of things got added to my head!"
"I remember coming from darkness, from the Abyss, from..."
The last page ended here, the writing already completely incoherent.
Chen Ye stared silently at the final word.
Many thoughts flooded through his mind.
So that was why those things were neither fully human nor fully Anomaly, carrying both the scent of humans and of Anomalies.
So that was it!
They had all been living humans before.
"Finished reading?"
Chu Che's voice suddenly came.
Chen Ye let out a long breath, tossed the cigarette that had already burned out at the corner of his mouth to the ground, and ground it out with the tip of his shoe.
"I think this whole thing is damn weird no matter how you look at it!"
Chen Ye's tone was laced with suspicion, doubt, and distrust.
"What do you mean?"
Chu Che didn't look much better either, just poking at the fire with a stick.
"You're asking me what I mean? Hah, I think you already have the answer in your own head!"
Chu Che didn't look at Chen Ye, speaking lowly: "I think you're thinking the same thing I am!"
Chen Ye said nothing.
Chu Che handed him a stick: "Let's write down what we're thinking and see if it matches!"
Chen Ye took the stick and started writing on the ground.
Neither of them looked at what the other was writing.
A few seconds later.
Chen Ye tossed his stick into the fire.
Chu Che also looked up at what Chen Ye had written.
There were two words by Chen Ye's feet: "Someone!"
There were four words by Chu Che's feet: "Deliberately raised!"
They tacitly understood each other, and both used their feet to erase those six words.
They also carefully looked around, finding that everyone was busy with their own affairs, and no one was paying attention to them.
"Who do you think it is?"
Chen Ye shook his head: "I don't know. We know too little!"
Chu Che: "Yeah, the world is like this, and there are still people doing these things!"
"Could it be..."
Chen Ye suddenly thought of an answer.
Chu Che glanced at him, then lowered his voice: "Don't say it!"
Chen Ye fell silent, swallowing those last few words.
For the rest of the conversation, they acted as if the previous discussion had never happened.
They only talked about the next day's arrangements.
But Chen Ye had an uneasy feeling, as if there were needles pricking his back.
It felt like some Abyssal behemoth was watching from the darkness, ready at any moment to swallow everyone whole in one gulp.
After briefly discussing the next day's plans.
Chu Che went to negotiate with the Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe and the Skeleton Convoy about borrowing people.
Chen Ye, who still had to set out the next day, first went back to the car to sleep.
In reality, even back in the car, Chen Ye couldn't sleep.
He pulled out the Hundred-Ghost Eater from behind his waist.
The content of today's conversation with Chu Che had stirred a sense of crisis within Chen Ye.
He wanted to try something—to test the Hundred-Ghost Eater's Sacrifice ability.
If he could make the Hundred-Ghost Eater accept the Resentment Dragon Scale and the severed limbs tangled with the crowd as sacrifices.
Then he would possess a powerful combat Wonder.
This would absolutely have an unimaginable effect on boosting his strength.