They're All Real (Continued)

Mantou reached out and touched the inner wall, then breathed a sigh of relief, saying thankfully, "Thank goodness, it feels very dry, without any sticky liquid. It seems we didn't fall into a monster's stomach."

Lulu said, "It's also possible that we were thrown into the warehouse as reserve food." There wasn't much panic on her face.

Mantou shrank back and said timidly, "Sister Lulu, don't say things that will scare people right now. Everyone is already panicked enough. What if something unexpected happens and they get so scared that they fall to the ground and can't escape in time?"

Lulu rolled her eyes and said, "You're the only one who's scared. Just take care of yourself. If you hold everyone back, no one will stay to save you."

Mantou turned around and saw that it was indeed the case. The members of the production crew all appeared unusually calm. Some took out self-defense weapons and walked in front to scout the way, while others held short crossbows to provide cover from behind. Among them, the cameraman was carrying a camera and filming, while the production director reminded him to switch to a close-up or a long shot.

Holy crap, that's some serious dedication!

Are you all former special forces soldiers? Am I the only normal person here? Or am I the abnormal one?

Did this production team film desert survival shows before? That's why they're so experienced and not panicked at all in unfamiliar surroundings. I have a feeling there'll be someone on the show who tastes like chicken no matter what they eat. Is that just my imagination?

As Mantou was ranting inwardly, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound like insects flapping their wings. His nerves tensed instantly, and his body seemed to freeze as he slowly turned around to look in the direction from which the sound came.

In the dim light, black dots appeared in the distance and were rapidly growing larger. Mantou focused his True Qi and looked closely. They turned out to be large hornets, about half the height of a person. No, these things might not be hornets, or even living creatures. They were made up of animal carcasses, and dried-out, shriveled carcasses with Root Bone exposed, entwined with various vines and mosses.

Regardless, these guys clearly came with ill intentions and are definitely not the type to be tamed as pets.

"A monster has appeared! Everyone, run!"

Mantou yelled and turned around to see that everyone else had already disappeared. The cameraman was carrying a camera and was running incredibly fast. He even turned around while running to continue filming the monster with the lens, and he didn't fall down at all!

"You guys are so disloyal! You ran away without even warning me?"

Lulu ran while turning back and said, "You're so stupid. If you saw something was wrong, of course you should run! What are you yelling about? Do you think this is a movie to scare the audience?" She was small, but she was not slow at all when she ran, as agile as a squirrel.

Mantou was almost in tears because he remembered a joke about two people encountering a tiger in the forest. One immediately crouched down, tightened his shoelaces, and prepared to race, while the other asked in despair, "Are you still planning to outrun the tiger?" The other replied, "I don't need to outrun the tiger, I just need to run faster than you."

Now, he is clearly the one who falls behind, the prey who sacrifices himself for the greater good.

The buzzing sound grew closer, clearly indicating that the swarm of wasp monsters was rapidly approaching. After all, these creatures could fly. Luckily, Mantou was a proper university graduate with Internal Energy Level Seven and hadn't neglected his training; otherwise, he would have been caught long ago. Even so, the distance between them was shrinking.

"I should have practiced my lightness skill more often. What's the Swordsmanship if you don't have a weapon when it really matters? I'm not a real martial artist; I'm trash in actual combat. Thank goodness the Great Compassionate and Merciful Goddess protects me. As long as I can escape today, I will practice my lightness skill every day until my legs break!"

Mantou embodied the fine tradition of the Huaxia people, only thinking of praying to gods and Buddhas when in need. Unfortunately, the gods are not wish-granting machines that can grant every request. Soon he sensed that the swarm of wasp monsters was less than ten meters away from him.

The more dangerous the situation, the more anxious he became; the more anxious he became, the more panicked he grew; the more panicked he grew, the more chaotic he became. In his panic, the steamed Mantou tripped and fell face-first into the mud.

We're doomed!

With only despair left in his mind, as if he had stopped thinking, the Mantou lying on the ground slowly turned around, wanting to see the face of the murderer who killed him before he died.

Then he saw a pair of white underwear.

Pure white, without any superfluous patterns, adorned with a few lace details on both sides, revealing glimpses of skin. The small piece of fabric tightly hugs a petite and exquisite bottom, this half-concealed manner arouses a desire to peek. Compared to this, two straight and strong legs become negligible details.

To see such a sight before I die—is it a sign of divine mercy?

But God, I don't like little girls. Could you please give me a mature woman with big breasts and a curvy figure? This is my last humble wish before I die...

"What are you daydreaming about? Get up and run!" Lulu yelled.

Mantou jumped up from the ground with a start. Looking closely, he saw that the fastest flying wasp monster had become a headless corpse. The animal bones that made up its head seemed to have been crushed by a powerful external force.

Remembering his predicament, Mantou didn't waste any time and immediately turned to continue running. On the way, he couldn't help but ask, "Sister Lulu, what's going on?"

"What? What happened? I crushed it with my Life-Taking Scissor Kick!"

"Hey hey hey-- The Life-Taking Scissor Kick is really real!" Mantou had always thought the other person was just bragging to scare him.

Although the hardness of the wasp monster's head was unknown, it couldn't be more fragile than a normal person's head, yet it was crushed in an instant. So, were those two delicate pink legs the real stars? Were the white panties and the barely visible buttocks just supporting characters?

"I still find it a bit hard to accept..."

Lulu glanced at her and said, "What are you still muttering about? Are you thinking of something rude...? Watch out! Bow your head!"

Without thinking twice, Mantou quickly did as instructed. He then felt a gust of wind sweep over his head. Looking up, he saw a monster that looked like a praying mantis, also made of a mixture of animal carcasses and plants. He wondered how such a hodgepodge could have life.

Just as Mantou was worried that the mantis monster would block his way, a figure suddenly rushed over and delivered a heavy blow, sending the mantis monster flying and crashing into the wasp monsters that were flying behind. It was like bowling, smashing all the monsters away.

The photographer was the one who did it. The camera he had just used as a weapon was the camera he was carrying on his shoulder. After being smashed so hard, the delicate machine was still intact and usable. But this incredible thing was a trivial matter to Mantou, who had been hit repeatedly.

"Thank you."

The cameraman didn't say anything, just nodded, and continued running quickly with his camera on his shoulder.

There are many hidden talents among ordinary people!

Mantou lost his mind and followed the group closely; for now, this seemed to be the safest place.

The members of the Second Martial Arts Club were separated during the previous incident. Hongdou, Murong Qing, and Yu Shuying were missing. However, Ke Chajing and the others had no time to care about the safety of others. Compared to the two great masters, Hongdou and Murong Qing, their situation was much more dangerous.

A monster army, composed of the corpses of animals and plants, cornered them in a corner of the nest wall, charging in wave after wave, killing one group only to have another come.

Hao Shuai used his Spirit Rhino Iron Skin Art to act as a human shield in front, while Ke Chajing and Nie Wanzhi unleashed a barrage of attacks. Hu Jixian and Chen Shimi provided support from the rear, their Air-Splitting Palm strikes cascading down and their three flying swords crisscrossing, barely managing to hold the line.

Iron Refining Hand is the nemesis of these monsters. It doesn't require much force; it ignites upon contact. Hu Jixian, on the other hand, will knock the monster away as soon as it's ignited, causing it to burn to ashes in the distance.

Buddhist School martial arts are effective against monsters, but not significantly. So Nie Wanzhi used her most familiar Swift Thunder Palm, which exploded with thunder and lightning, blasting the monster to pieces. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to kill such a creature without any obvious weaknesses.

Although they could withstand the onslaught for a short time, everyone knew that they couldn't hold out for long. Their stamina and True Qi were not inexhaustible and would eventually run out. Hao Shuai's Spirit Rhino Iron Skin Art was not entirely immune to injury either; minor injuries would eventually accumulate into serious ones. On the contrary, the monsters seemed endless, swarming in and impossible to kill.

Seeing that things weren't going well, Ke Chajing made a decision and said, "Prepare to break through. I'll use a special move to create an opening for you later. Remember to seize the opportunity!"