Banquet

Luo Di's attention was not on the clown's words.

As an outsider who had only recently arrived, he didn't have a deep understanding of such matters that involved the Essence of the Corner, and he couldn't judge the truth of the matter. It was best to leave it to the class monitor and Li Beite to determine.

His attention was mainly focused on the four villains in front of him.

After the Fourth Middle School Incident, Luo Di was able to smell different people; the more vile the person, the more foul their odor.

Most Pseudo-Human or monsters would use disguise to cover up the stench, but even though the four people in front of them tried to cover it up, the smell still seeped out from their pores and the gaps in their clothes.

Especially the last Girl, who was completely unpretentious, made Luo Di rub his nose.

In addition, the odor emitted by each person is different.

Luo Di was already used to the clown's smell; it was just a musty, rubbery odor.

The Douglas the Abuser, smelled like heather.

The middle-aged man with the short beard smelled of meat.

Finally, this Girl exuded an indescribable aura.

It's like using various perfumes, cologne, and air fresheners to cover up a corpse crawling with flies and maggots... or rather, a pile of corpses, a pile of victims' corpses.

"Same type..."

Feeling Luo Di's gaze, the Girl immediately flashed a youthful and energetic smile, revealing her bright white teeth.

One hand is placed on the chest.

One hand is half-raised to the side of the face in a greeting.

If it weren't for the stench emanating from the other person and the bloodstains on their feet,

She really does resemble a beautiful and poised Girl from a European or American village.

Wu Wen paid no attention to the eye contact between Luo Di and the other Girl.

She stared intently at the clown the entire time.

By observing the subtle facial expressions and the frequency of the voice, one can determine which parts of the other person's words contain "lies".

"From what you're saying, the entire amusement park is used to enclose something, and hidden in the cellar is a videotape? It corresponds to some kind of hidden corner exploration."

Moreover, eight people must participate at a time.

If the videotape has already led to the deaths of two "villains," then that means you the Hateful Eight have already experienced it once, and you are the survivors?

Am I right? The Joker.

The clown stretched his face into an extreme smile, his right hand forming the number 1:

"Could you please stop calling me the clown? It's so cliché, my readers are all tired of it. Doesn't the amusement park have my name on it? Call me Uncle Jock, or Jock, it's fine."

There's a slight problem with what you just said—none of the four of us have ever experienced the videotape.

Those two idiots who died wanted to keep the treasure all to themselves, so they didn't inform us and instead randomly picked up six people outside to explore it.

Because one of the guys and I had a disagreement, I branded him.

I knew he was dead the moment I saw him, and I followed my senses to find this wasteland and what was hidden underground.

I promptly began building an amusement park to mask the ever-present, intense fear, lest some random passerby discover it.

Wu Wen squinted and continued to ask, "How do you know it must be eight people? Will touching the videotape below give you any relevant information?"

"That's right~ You'll see when you go down; there will be very detailed event prompts."

"Okay, then we'll continue the discussion later and decide whether the rest of us should participate."

Wu Wen smiled professionally, her eyes already fixed on the Dungeon Gate secured with eighteen locks.

Jock naturally understood what he meant, and stepped forward, raising his hand in greeting:

"Please step back a little. Due to the long period of lockdown, the fear below has accumulated a lot, and it should erupt when the door is opened later."

Luo Di and Wu Wen retreated simultaneously, shielding the coffin behind them.

While everyone else chose to retreat, Li Beite did not. Instead, she stepped forward to the Dungeon Gate and squatted down.

He seemed to want to watch closely how the clown unlocked the lock.

Jock glanced at the Innate Monster with a smile, then reached his arm inside and rummaged around for a while before pulling out a tin can.

Pour all eighteen keys of different structures that were inside onto the ground.

"If you're not going to back up, how about you help me open it?"

Jock offered a key with a spinal structure to Liberty, and their fingers touched slightly as Li Beite reached out to take it.

What seems like a simple touch

But this made Jock pull his hand away abruptly as if he had been electrocuted, while maintaining his exaggerated smile and giving a thumbs up.

The two worked together to unlock all eighteen locks in no time.

The door, which was set in the ground, began to shake, as if it could be pushed open at any moment.

Jock spat out a red balloon with a string attached, tying the other end of the string to the Dungeon Gate. "Mr. Li Beite, we'd better keep our distance. What do you think?"

"Need not."

"Then I wish you good luck."

Jock retreated as far as possible with comical steps, hiding behind Douglas.

As he gently pressed his abdomen, the balloon hanging on the Dungeon Gate began to inflate automatically, increasing buoyancy and slowly opening the door.

Soon... click!

The entire Dungeon Gate was flung open.

An overwhelming aura of fear erupted, instantly filling the entire air inside the circus tent; an ordinary person would die instantly in such an environment.

Luo Di maintained his posture. At first, he couldn't even manage basic breathing, but his body quickly began to adapt.

The soil in the planting pot.

And numerous human faces grew on the surface of the plant.

These faces began to breathe frantically, inhaling this rare and intense fear.

This corresponds to Luo Di in reality starting to breathe normally and being able to move normally under such a high level of fear.

He glanced at Wu Wen.

The other person had their eyes closed, arms slightly outstretched, and their skin rippled gently like water, their pores slowly absorbing the fear.

same,

The coffin behind Luo Di had opened slightly at some point, and some of the fear seeped in through the crack.

It's not just their side,

The clown and his companions were also enjoying themselves, savoring the food slowly.

It was as if the present was a banquet, and the clown, as the host, had opened a bottle of his long-treasured fine wine.

The high concentration of fear that had been gushing out was quickly absorbed, and the circus tent returned to normal.

"Li Beite?"

There was no retreat.

Li Beite, who was hit by the blowout, has disappeared without a trace.

Although we haven't known each other for very long

But Luo Di didn't sense any malice from this man; he only perceived him as a primal monster curious about everything.

"Squad leader, please keep an eye on Hua Yuan. I'm going to check on her..."

He quickly went to the cellar entrance.

The dark steps stretched downwards,

Luo Di could sense the source of some kind of fear below; his vegetative pituitary gland was sprouting a large number of human faces, urging him to hurry down—such an opportunity was extremely rare.

Just as Luo Di was about to follow his instincts and step onto the stairs,

A Girl's face approached, and she extended her hand.

"Let's go down together! It's dangerous."

The Girl was not the class monitor.

Instead, it was the blonde girl who stared with pleading eyes, hoping for a reply from Luo Di.

Just then... smack!

Luo Di's hand was suddenly gripped tightly, their fingers pressed together. Wu Wen arrived, looking down at him with disdain.

"I'm sorry, my Luo Di will come down with me... Also, Luo Di, you carry the coffin yourself."

"Oh."

Luo Di immediately grew Hell Iron Chains and hung the coffin behind him.

The squad leader led the way, and he followed behind, just like when they were going down the stairs, walking together into the depths of fear.

The blonde girl stood at the entrance of the passage, turning her head 180 degrees to look at her companions and the clown, revealing her exquisite white teeth and stiff muscles.

"Jock... can't we kill this woman now?"

"No, unless you can find a better participant than her."

"Ah~ okay then."

Below the steps, deep within the cellar.

There was no complicated environment, and no terrifying monsters.

A television with a snowy screen was placed in the center, and the white light emitted by transistors filled the cellar.

An old videotape player sits on top of the television.

The vanished Li Beite was standing in front of the television, turning her head to look at Luo Di and the others who were coming down. "So slow~ Hurry up."