Plants with Mental Interference Effects
So there were more than just those three photos.
The thick photo album held six pictures per page, and nearly every page was full. The subjects weren't all women, either; about a third were handsome men.
"That was too easy a death for him," Chi Xian said, recognizing the item in the photo as the one used by the B-class player wrapped in cloth earlier. "They should've dragged him out and whipped his corpse. That still wouldn't have been enough."
"There really are all kinds of people," Tong Qi said, flipping through a few more pages with a frown. "These people don't look very old. Probably in their twenties."
"What kind of person can't you find in the game?" Young Master Mo walked over with Scarred Glasses. He glanced at the album. "If you've ever seen the Cannibal Player forums, you'll know this is nothing."
Tong Qi looked at him strangely. "What, just because there are people more twisted than him, that means he isn't twisted? What's the point of comparing?"
As he spoke, he tossed the album aside.
Young Master Mo and Scarred Glasses sat down nearby without interrupting them.
After a while, Xu Huo stopped what he was doing. Without looking at the two men, he said, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Young Master Mo pointed at the covered box. "Would you sell it to me? I'll offer thirty million."
Xu Huo finally looked up at them. "What do you want it for? It's not like there's anything good inside."
"It might not be anything good, and it's no use to you. You might as well sell it to me," Young Master Mo said. "I won't beat around the bush. This box looks familiar to me, so I want