Writer's Exhibition

Mi Chuchu looked back at the boy by the water, her Doll face hardening as she scrutinized him with a serious expression.

She looked at the cat ears and tail and felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if she had seen them before.

This color made her constantly hallucinate about the Black Cat she and Tao Yuan encountered in the Yin White City Instance.

The Black Cat seemed to have a grudge against them, always chasing them when they were resting or safe, until they were exhausted.

But when it actually caught them, and they were ready to fight to the death, it neither killed nor attacked them; it just played with them.

Like a cat playing with a mouse.

Having already heard their footsteps, the Cat Boy slowly retracted his tail, gently wiping the water off the black Crystal. His blue pupils slowly shifted from the fish in the water to stare at the two girls.

Who are you?

The boy spoke, his voice clear and bright, but the ending note was slightly high-pitched, like the cry of some small animal, habitually rising in pitch.

"Hello, we are members of the Authorities visiting team. My name is Mi Chuchu."

Luo Jiayu whispered, "My name is Luo Jiayu, and I'm also a member of the Authorities team."

The boy shook his cat ears, stood up, shook the water droplets off his hands, and then slowly approached the two of them, walking without making a sound.

His gaze first fell on Luo Jiayu behind Mi Chuchu: "Why do you smell like food?"

His Master wouldn't let him eat any strange fish, not even those raised in the lake.

Can I eat this big blue fish? He's never seen such a strange fish before.

Under the Cat Boy's gaze, Luo Jiayu quickly shrank behind Mi Chuchu, trembling, her face bearing the words: Help!

She doesn't want to be eaten by a cat! Why is a fake Mermaid afraid of cats?

Mi Chuchu spread her arms to block Luo Jiayu. She was tall enough to completely block Luo Jiayu from view. "She's not food. Do you want to eat fish from the lake? I can catch some for you."

"No, Master won't let us eat it, you can't catch it." The Cat Boy stared intently at Luo Jiayu with his beast-like eyes.

Mi Chuchu's mind raced, and she suddenly remembered that Wang Ding might have some fish.

As the logistics personnel of their team, Wang Ding possessed a spatial Weird Object with a very large capacity. He had filled it with many things, and after returning from the Residential Complex Instance, he added even more, including fresh food.

I wonder if he's been eating too much instant noodles in the neighborhood and has developed a phobia of fast food.

"Actually, we're friends with Moonlit Night and Bai Yang, so you're practically our friend too! And our friends are your friends too. Our mutual friend has some delicious fish, how about you come back with us and eat some fish?" Mi Chuchu said.

The Cat Boy's face instantly turned cold, his blue pupils narrowed to slits, and he defensively brandished his claws. "Those two are bad people, and so are you!"

Mi Chuchu:... A miscalculation.

"I misspoke earlier. Actually, I don't know those two at all. I can't even remember their names. Maybe I said something wrong, hahaha. But my teammates really have a lot of good food, maybe even fish." Mi Chuchu said very quickly.

"If we go and you find there are no fish, I'll take you out to catch some, okay?"

The Black Cat thought for a moment and realized that watching the fish here would only satisfy its hunger, so it would be better to go with them to see what was going on.

He nodded his cat head reluctantly. "Alright then. You guys need to stick close to me."

As the Cat Boy spoke, he vanished into the forest as a black blur before the two stunned onlookers.

The two:?

How can they keep up with that speed? They can't teleport!

Luo Jiayu looked at Mi Chuchu blankly. "Sister Chu, what do we do now?"

"Let's go back," Mi Chuchu said. "I'm starting to have some doubts... Never mind, let's talk about it when we get back."

A dark shadow slipped through the white trees by the window, causing the trees outside to sway slightly and rustle, with a faint meow drifting by.

Sheng Qingqiao was startled, her body trembling. Coming to her senses, she patted her chest, her heart still pounding, "That scared me to death!"

"... Don't scare yourself like that." Qin Rang was also startled, but not by the dark figure outside; he was frightened by Sheng Qingqiao.

Sheng Qingqiao looked helplessly at the room they were in. "How can you blame me? Who knows where we've ended up? Anyone who didn't know better would think we'd ended up in some weird research institute."

A few minutes ago, they found this rather secluded room, thinking they had discovered some secret, but they ended up giving themselves a fright.

The two followed the direction the Writer had left in, but instead of encountering Writer, they entered this strange room.

The room's layout and furnishings were normal, except that the items hanging on the walls and arranged in the cabinets were not quite normal.

The walls were covered with paintings in muted colors, some with blank frames. The paint on the frames was messy, wild, and oppressive, along with some strange, realistic specimen mosaics.

The contents of the cabinet were even stranger: some limbs of unknown origin, and other bizarre body parts, one of which Qin Rang recognized.

There was a night shift Doctor in Happy Residential Complex with very beautiful fingers; he'd overheard Bai Yang mention it briefly.

Because Bai Yang needed to change shifts, he accompanied Bai Yang once and saw that eerie night shift creature.

The strange creature was covered in hands, each holding Scalpel, forceps, or other medical instruments. Only one hand was empty, simply hanging down at its side.

I heard that the strange creature treasures its own hand very much, and that hand is indeed beautiful, with perfect proportions as if it were meticulously sculpted.

Now, this beautiful hand is displayed on an iron shelf, casually placed in a not-so-precious transparent box.

Besides this hand, there are many other body parts on the shelf, each exuding an eerie beauty. So beautiful that it makes the place seem less terrifying.

"People with this kind of hobby must be mentally disturbed," Sheng Qingqiao said as Qin Rang observed a Weird Object Brain object displayed in the middle of the cabinet.

"Who do you think it could be?" Qin Rang asked.

"Me? I guess it's that Puppet? Preparing these things to change its body or something..."

Qin Rang shook his head. "I don't think so. Puppets don't have the patience to do such delicate work."

"Patiently searching for prey, removing parts from their bodies, cutting them up, cleaning them, and displaying them..."

"Wait!" Sheng Qingqiao quickly stopped him. "You'd better stop talking. I suddenly feel my body is cold."

Qin Rang glanced at him, about to say something, when he suddenly heard the sound of something rolling down the floor from behind the innermost cabinet.

"Rolling around--"

The sound was like a human head rolling on the ground.

The two of them froze and looked up, seeing the Writer emerge from behind the cabinet.

He sat in Wheelchair, the red mole under his eye appearing even more vivid in the shadows, holding a translucent white bone in his hands, while two hands pushing his Wheelchair floated behind him on either side.

One hand holds the book pages, the other holds a pen.