The Show Begins!

Seeing that there were only about twenty sculptures left in front of him, and most of them were under the control of Flower Language, Wang Ding finally had time to come to An Ying's side and quickly tossed An Ying a bottle of blue liquid. "Stay away from the dust during treatment, apply it and rest for three minutes."

An Ying looked at Wang Ding, whose face was also petrified, but his movements were not affected and he could still move freely.

"Good."

An Ying didn't refuse, quickly retreating from the area covered in Thorns and applying the liquid to his sculpted skin.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of two children sneaking out from behind the tombstone, and his brow furrowed.

Why did they come out? Why weren't they hiding?

Lin Nieran followed Qin Rang, crouching low as they walked along the path of collapsed tombstones. He asked anxiously, "Are we really going to help them?"

Qin Rang crouched behind the tombstone, looking around, and said in a low voice, "We can't keep hiding here forever."

Lin Nieran looked at Qin Rang's small frame with suspicion. "But can you beat him?"

Qin Rang patted his pocket. "Didn't they give us knives? At least we can kill a few skeletons; it's better than hiding."

Lin Nieran feigned a troubled frown, then finally nodded. "Okay, I'll go help cut the black lines."

Qin Rang pointed ahead. "Then I'll go to the sculpture area; they probably don't know how to cure the Sculpture Disease yet."

"Alright," Lin Nieran said, "Be careful."

Watching Qin Rang jog over, Lin Nieran slowly smiled.

The plan went much more smoothly than I expected.

He was still hesitating about how to get close to his own Vest to deliver the Weird Object, but Qin Rang gave him a perfect excuse at this moment.

He wanted to help the Calamity Crossing Squad, and Lin Nieran couldn't refuse, so he went with him.

Lin Nieran gripped the Weird Object tightly and turned to the Black-Line Weird was. The visibility in that area was much lower than in other areas, and it was so dark that it was easy to get blinded.

As he approached, Modian and Wu Liang Mo Lan, who were surrounded by black lines, instantly sensed his approach. The group, who had been cleaning up separately, reached an agreement with just a glance.

Wu Liang threw out his Scalpel and slashed it forcefully in Lin Nieran's direction, instantly tearing a silver crack in the surrounding black lines. Before the crack could close, Mo Lan pounced on it, widening the gap at the entrance again.

Lin Nieran rushed into the encirclement of black lines, the dense black lines blocking out all outside observation.

"Master!"

The three immediately came forward. Lin Nieran smiled and patted them on the shoulder. When it was Modian's turn, he paused. He was only up to the Weaver's leg.

"Well done, you've all worked hard," he said with a smile.

"Master, why... where are you?" Mo Lan blinked her round blue eyes and said, "Mo Lan has been looking for you for a very, very long time."

Lin Nieran stroked the cat's ears. "There was a slight accident, but it's all right now."

Speaking of this, he still doesn't know if the personality that took over his body outside has done anything bad; he hopes it's nothing serious.

Mo Lan rested its head against Lin Nieran's palm, its cat ears tucked behind its back, and comfortably squinted its eyes.

Wu Liang also eagerly came over, his cold gaze fixed on Lin Nieran was touching Mo Lan, as if he wanted to cut off the head of one of his men and give it to the Writer for his collection.

Under his gaze, Lin Nieran unconsciously withdrew his hand. Why did he suddenly feel a little guilty? He was just petting a cat.

Seeing that he had let go, Mo Lan lowered her cat ears in disappointment, but a smile returned to Wu Liang's face.

"Friend, why is it Lin Yi who has taken over this body this time? What methods did Lin Yi use to make the Master only wake up now?"

Lin Nieran shook his head and said, "This matter is rather complicated. I'll explain it to you in detail when we get back. This body is me, yet it's not me. If it turns out to be Lin Yi, you must remember to protect him."

All three Vest nodded repeatedly. They were all personalities created later, and only Lin Nieran knew what had happened before.

Only he and Lin Yi know the truth about their relationship. But there is no doubt that Lin Yi was indeed the first personality to be born, making him quite unique.

Since their Master said he would protect them, they would definitely protect them, whether it was Lin Yi or Lin Nieran.

"Now, whoever goes to Lai'er's side, gives him this, and also passes on a message." Lin Nieran spread out his hand, revealing the mask in his hand, "His Fame... this time, it all depends on him."

"Master, Fame? I can do that too." Modian's hoarse voice rang out, his dim, yellowish beast eyes looking somewhat sinister and ghostly.

Mo Lan reached out and took the mask first, glancing disdainfully at Modian before looking earnestly at Lin Nieran, her blue eyes exceptionally clear. "Master, I'll give it to Lai'er. I'm more obedient than Puppet!"

Modian just wanted to vie for favor and show that he was capable too:...

Wu Liang, who also wanted to compete but didn't have time to vie for favor: Luckily, he spoke too slowly.

Lin Nieran and said, "Then let Mo Lan go. Modian, your height is too conspicuous, it's not suitable."

Modian nodded and silently continued reaping the black lines.

The next second, the Black-Line Weird cleaved apart by the blade's light, Lin Nieran "scrambled" out of the black lines, only to be helped away by Wu Liang as they ran outside.

An Ying, who had just taken Qin Rang and sheltered him behind her while keeping an eye on Lin Nieran, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing An Ying. Thankfully, Lin Yi was unharmed.

No wonder he's his captain and the future eerie boss of the neighborhood; he dares to charge in at such a young age.

Three minutes have passed, and his sculpted state has been cleared, so he can go back to help his teammates.

Just as An Ying turned around and took a few steps forward, Mo Lan, who was shrouded in Black-Line Weird, suddenly changed direction and ran towards Lai'er.

An Ying and Wang Ding looked at Mo Lan, a hint of doubt appearing in their eyes.

At this moment, Lai'er, who was in the pile of Skeletons, also saw Mo Lan. His eyes held a warning look, and he was about to tell him to leave when Mo Lan's cat-like eyes, which were facing him, quickly glanced to the side.

Lai'er glanced quickly behind Mo Lan and saw Lin Nieran's back, instantly understanding.

"What are you looking at? Keep killing!" Suddenly, An Ying's view was blocked by Wu Liang, who appeared out of nowhere, and the live stream camera also locked onto Wu Liang.

An Ying walked past him and looked into the distance: "How could he—"

The Flower Language in the sky glanced at him, and a few Thorns were "accidentally" broken by the sculpture and crashed towards the two of them with a rumble.

An Ying and Wu Liang quickly dodged the attack. After landing, Wu Liang said, "Modian can handle those tufts by himself. You should worry about yourself first."

At that moment, the incredibly fast Mo Lan had already briefly crossed paths with Lai'er, and the white mask successfully landed in Lai'er's hands.

As Lai'er watched the Mo Lan dart away, she slightly spread her wings, enveloping herself in them.

He opened his palm, remembered what Mo Lan had said, and pressed the mask against his cheek without hesitation.