The Second Floor

His battle-hardened body still retained immensely powerful combat instincts, and the scalpel in his hand nearly unleashed its full potential.

This was a completely one-sided battle. Wherever the Blade Edge passed, every Ghost was cut by its Cold Light, then countless streams of Black Mist poured out as if boiling water had erupted.

If they had possessed vocal cords, their wails would already have echoed throughout the entire area. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who the real Ghosts were.

The hazy Black Mist spread through the air, concealing the Youth's deep, sharp features. A drop of blood fell from the ceiling onto his eyelashes and slowly slid down with the faint tremble of his lashes. His Cold White Skin seemed almost luminous in the darkness.

He slowly wiped the scalpel in his hand, the hostility and killing intent around him astonishingly dense.

As though he had been tempered in an endless Sea of Corpses and Blood.

He has definitely killed a lot of people. This thought appeared in Xu Yi's mind and only grew stronger.

If he had not killed many people, he could not possibly possess such intense murderous hostility.

The Ghosts along this path had nearly all been slaughtered, yet the Youth was completely unharmed. Not even his clothes were stained with grime.

Such terrifying strength.

Although she had also received a reinforcement reward once, she could only barely kill a few F-class Ghosts. She was utterly incapable of winning as easily as Bo Shuo had.

Gu Baiyu behind them was even more dumbfounded, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

No, was he even human?

They were both human, so why was he so different?

Faced with that leg-weakening aura, Gu Baiyu desperately wanted to rush over, hug his thigh, and cry.

Big Shot, save me. I'm scared.

But reason stopped Gu Baiyu. It was not because he feared embarrassment, but because of the scalpel in the Youth's hand.

Gu Baiyu valued his life greatly.

He felt that if he lunged at him now, he would probably end up like those Ghosts, split in half with a single slash.

(Emotion Points from Xu Yi +999, Emotion Points from Gu Baiyu +1999...)

Bo Shuo's eyes lit up as he held the scalpel.

Their importance in Bo Shuo's eyes had now risen several levels.

They had gone from insignificant supporting characters to—Experience Pack No. 1 and Experience Pack No. 2.

Those Emotion Points were climbing like crazy.

At that thought, Bo Shuo looked at Gu Baiyu with considerable fondness.

The kid had potential. He contributed the most Emotion Points.

Completely unaware of Bo Shuo's thoughts, Gu Baiyu's scalp prickled beneath his gaze. "..." S-save me.

The Big Shot doesn't really find me annoying and want to finish me off with one stab, does he?

"Mr. Bo, can we follow you?" Xu Yi pressed her lips together before suddenly speaking. Her words were earnest. "You don't need to look after us. Just let us follow behind you. If you need anything, feel free to order us around."

Xu Yi had only just come of age. Her face still retained some childishness, and she was not very tall, only one hundred sixty-five centimeters.

Bo Shuo did not underestimate her because of that.

He glanced at her stats and found that her combat power could even rival that of a strong, towering adult Strong Man.

Sure enough, no one who survived in the Exam Venue was a simple character.

Bo Shuo sighed inwardly.

Of course, he would not refuse Xu Yi's request. In fact, he wished the two of them would keep following him, making it convenient for them to serve as his Experience Packs and provide him with Emotion Points. The more, the better.

This was only the Newcomer exam. By the next round, once the Proctoring System discovered that he was an outsider, the difficulty of the exam would rise sharply.

Therefore, he had to earn as many Emotion Points as possible during this time in case of emergencies.

Yet on the surface, he remained expressionless and said indifferently, "Do as you like."

Seeing that Bo Shuo agreed, the two were delighted and hurriedly followed behind him.

Bo Shuo cleared the way in front while they handled the aftermath behind him. Any F-class Patrol Ghosts left unfinished were cleanly dispatched by Xu Yi.

Gu Baiyu was not idle either. Although his abilities were not as outstanding as theirs, and though he was a homebody, he trained a little in his spare time. He did not hold them back and even helped deal with a few enemies.

Just as they were about to reach the stairway, several familiar screams suddenly came from not far away.

They belonged to Huang Yousheng.

Compared to their group, Wang Yong and Huang Yousheng were in far worse circumstances.

Without the map provided by 007, they could only feel their way forward. With even slightly bad luck, they would be directly surrounded by numerous patrol Ghosts.

Even though Wang Yong was formidable, he found himself somewhat overwhelmed by the densely packed patrol Ghosts. He could barely protect himself.

Huang Yousheng was even more miserable. Those patrol Ghosts toyed with him like cats tormenting a mouse, occasionally scratching a bloody gash across his body.

The wounds were deep enough to expose bone, making anyone who saw them feel phantom pain.

Gu Baiyu could not help sucking in a breath of cold air. He began to rejoice that he had latched onto a powerful backer. With a Big Shot like this carrying them, they could simply lie back and clear this stage.

If Bo Shuo had not been clearing the path ahead, they would likely have encountered such a dire situation as well. Even with Xu Yi's items, there was a high chance they would have been injured.

They certainly would not be as relaxed as they were now.

(Emotion Points from Gu Baiyu +666...)

Hearing the Emotion Points notifications that kept popping up, Bo Shuo was ninety percent satisfied, and even his steps became much lighter.