The Dessert Chef's cake
As time goes by, more and more people die at the hands of the supernatural, and more and more supernatural beings die at the hands of humans.
From 6 a. m. to 12 p. m., in just six hours, the number of people dropped to less than 200.
[My God, it's been killing for ages! I've never seen so many weird things before.]
[Many people's Weird Object have been revived due to too many uses, so they can only use the Weird Object they just killed to kill these revived monsters.]
[My eyes are blurry... It feels like Weird Object are worthless here.]
[He never gets tired under the Moonlit Night? He hardly ever rests, and he takes down any creepy approach with a smile and a single strike. Awesome!]
[Bai Yang's total energy level is also a mystery. His Little Rabbit's bizarre transformation doesn't require energy? How can it still be used?]
[Flower Language has gone berserk; I feel like she's lost her mind. Shouldn't we keep an eye on her? What if she goes on a killing spree and joins the supernatural's side?]
Don't view the supernatural with prejudice.
After a prolonged attack, An Ying and Mi Chuchu, who had been at the forefront, were the first to give up and stayed to rest in front of the gate after receiving healing bubbles from Tao Yuan.
Where are they?
After resting, Mi Chuchu didn't see Moonlit Night and the others, so she randomly grabbed a passerby and asked.
"They went into the neighborhood again a few minutes ago."
"Good."
Mi Chuchu frowned, but seeing that the Writer was still there, her worries lessened somewhat.
At this moment, the last group of wounded people were escorted out by the Calamity Crossing Squad and Tang Pin's Squad. Everyone was injured and carrying wounded people, and they were struggling to escape.
Behind them hung an eerie, enormous fat man.
The fat man's bizarre figure resembled a mountain of flesh. With each step he took, he would grab whatever was within reach and stuff it into his mouth. With every bite he took, his body grew larger, and even in the darkness, the oily sheen reflecting off his grotesque form was utterly repulsive.
The other strange creatures around the fat man were squeezed out of his way and fell far behind. Those that got close were stuffed into the fat man's mouth as nourishment.
Lin Nieran ran with his head down, blending into the last group of people, and was inconspicuous in the darkness.
The fat man had many wounds on his body, but because of his thick layer of fat, even Tao Yuan's Chainsaw had difficulty penetrating his defenses, indirectly making him immune to most physical attacks.
Four or five people have already been killed by this strange phenomenon. The strange Rules of this phenomenon is appetite; it can eat anything and even repair its injuries.
They hadn't discovered the constraints of this Rules, and all they could do now was run as fast as they could.
The people resting at the entrance also saw the eerie creature from afar, swallowed hard, and prepared to unleash their own Weird Objects.
After a night of non-stop running around, the group was so exhausted that their vision blurred, their legs felt like lead, and every step was difficult.
The fat man behind them was getting closer and closer, and the ground was shaking with a rumbling sound.
Thump!
Suddenly, the fat man stomped his foot with a strange force, and the last person was instantly sent flying by the force. The fat man grabbed him with lightning speed and stuffed him into his mouth.
"No, no!" The man stabbed the strange hand with his dagger, his voice almost splitting into two.
Just as the strange creature opened its mouth to take a bite, an extremely tempting aroma suddenly wafted from above.
It's like finding a delicious, visually appealing dish among a pile of unprocessed ingredients—it's a delightful surprise.
The aroma was very rich, a sweet, creamy scent with hints of fruity sweetness that instantly lifted one's spirits.
The fat man stopped almost instantly, loosened his grip, and the man who had escaped death was grabbed by Wang Ding with a whip and pulled back into the group, dragging him forward at an accelerated pace.
The fat man stopped, and the fleeing crowd instantly distanced themselves from the strange creature, rushing into the flow of people at the North Gate.
Only then did they belatedly turn around and look behind them.
In the darkness, a giant Little Rabbit was perched on Building One building, its long ears drooping in the air, and one hand outstretched on the fat man's head.
A short-haired boy stands in the palm of a hand, smiling as he holds up a large strawberry cake.
That enticing aroma comes from this cake.
As the energy was activated, the strawberry cake grew larger and larger until everyone could see the tempting red, sweet strawberries and delicate cream on it. Only then did Bai Yang throw the cake away forcefully.
"Glutton, catch it now!"
The fat man obediently opened his mouth wide and swallowed the tempting cake in one gulp.
Bai Yang asked with a grin, "Is it delicious?"
The only response he received was the fat man's eerie chewing sound. Bai Yang raised his hand and patted the Little Rabbit's paw, Little Rabbit slowly shrank.
As soon as Bai Yang landed and tucked the Little Rabbit into his arms, Sheng Qingqiao immediately leaned over and asked him, "What did you feed him?"
"Pastry chef's pastries," Bai Yang said. "Would I bring you some next time?"
Sheng Qingqiao: "Is that alright?"
"Hmm, it should be fine, right?" Although the raw materials that girl used were a bit strange, some of them were edible.
For example, what she did to the True Form the day before yesterday was perfectly normal, but what she did to them was all aimed at poisoning them.
The Dessert Chef gave Bai Yang this one, but he didn't eat it.
"Just wait and see, that girl hates impolite guests the most."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's body suddenly stiffened, and even from a distance, a crisp sound, like a candy shell breaking, could be heard emanating from him.
"Click-click--"
Sheng Qingqiao also looked at the strange creature. In the darkness, its body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of brown syrup, and every time it moved, a deep crack would appear.
The sugar cubes kept peeling off, and a turmeric-colored, sweet, pungent aroma oozed from the cracks.
"Crack--Boom!"
After the cracks spread throughout his body, the fat man finally collapsed with a crash. His shattered body was completely sugared, emitting a sweet aroma.
Bai Yang nodded in satisfaction. The Rules the Dessert Chef's abilities were quite limited, but once those Rules took effect, they were powerful enough.
"The Dessert Chef's sugared treats are edible. Would you like a bite?" Moonlit Night emerged from the darkness, smiling as she picked up a piece and approached Sheng Qingqiao and the others, offering her suggestion.
Sheng Qingqiao shook her head vigorously, retreating repeatedly. "No, no!"
Wang Ding waved his hand with a grim expression, and even Tao Yuan, who loved sweets the most, turned green with anger.
After seeing off this last group of people, everyone got a short break.
"That's about enough people," Wang Ding said, having counted the number of people several times.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Dozens of people had died during the rescue, bringing the total number down to around two hundred.
They already have over 140 people here, which is enough.
Qin Rang and his group led the way, with An Ying and Mi Chuchu bringing up the rear. Just as they were about to leave, the Writer, who had been silent until now, suddenly stopped them in their tracks.
Arriving at the North Gate the Moonlit Night, her emerald green eyes narrowed slightly as she smiled gently, "You cannot leave now."
"There are still some people here who haven't completely died. Counting them, you are not even the majority of the people here now."
"... What do you mean? Wait, could it be...?" Bai Ao's eyes lit up. "You mean, there's still hope for my teammate?"
"He's trapped inside the TV today. I haven't turned it off. He's still on the run. Is he still alive?!"
Someone was confused. "No, what does this mean? I still don't understand."