Big Head Monster

Big Head Monster

The woman lowered her eyes to hide her emotions. "...No. The Guard Team came too quickly. They discovered me before I could make a move."

The fat man immediately gave a contemptuous snort.

Tall Thin Man also looked disappointed. "Try not to act on your own for the time being. Unless we get information about a Hidden Boss, we should continue focusing on finding the Maze."

"Mm, got it," the woman replied lazily.

The fat man complained from the side, "There's no point picking a fight with the Supervision Bureau! How many Points do we even get for killing them? What a waste of time! If we can find a Hidden Boss, even if it's only a Juvenile Form, it'll be worth at least 3,000 Points!"

"We don't have detection skills. Finding a Hidden Boss is purely down to luck." Tall Thin Man sighed and rose to his feet. "I'm heading out to finish this week's Basic Quest. You two keep watching her. Make sure you pry some clues out of her."

In the courtyard, Feng Ling lowered herself closer to the ground.

She heard the front gate open, followed by footsteps gradually fading away.

One of them had left.

Feng Ling's thoughts began to stir...

There were three Xenomorphs in the house. The little girl clearly had no combat ability, and the woman's ability posed no threat to her. That only left the fat man, whose ability was still unknown...

Feng Ling narrowed her eyes slightly and focused more of her attention on the fat man.

He was truly fat—abnormally so. His neck was thick and fleshy, his arms round and heavy, and the folds of fat on his stomach nearly covered his thighs. He looked like a giant human rice dumpling, the kind gleaming with grease.

The fat man grabbed the little girl by the back of her collar and demanded irritably, "Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you won't talk. You definitely know clues about the Maze, or you wouldn't have made a post on the Forum looking for a party!"

The little girl had been beaten, and her voice was extremely weak. "I really don't know... Please, let me go..."

The woman gathered her blanket around herself and yawned. "We've questioned her for so long and still haven't gotten any clues. Just kill her."

"I don't need you telling me what to do!" the fat man roared. He turned, lifted the little girl, and slammed her viciously onto the floor!

The little girl cried out in pain and curled up. Tears poured from the places where her skull-mask eye sockets were, making her look both miserable and ridiculous.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me... I don't have enough Points to create a new account anymore. Please..." she begged pitifully.

The fat man stomped toward the little girl. "What I hate most is running into useless noobs in games. If you can't play, log out early! Don't get in the way of our Maze raid!"

He seized the girl's slender arm and bellowed, "Talk! Where exactly is the Maze entrance?!"

"Ahhhhhh!!—" The little girl suddenly screamed. The exposed parts of her mouth, nose, and jaw beneath her mask instantly drained of color, as though she were enduring tremendous pain.

Hidden in the courtyard, Feng Ling could not help moving closer to get a clearer look.

She did not understand why the fat man merely gripping the girl's arm could cause her such agony.

A few seconds later, Feng Ling finally understood.

The fair arm in the fat man's hand was gradually corroding and dissolving, turning into a muddy purple-green mess. Then, with a plop, it fell to the floor and began giving off searing white smoke.

The little girl rolled across the ground, screaming without pause. She had lost half an arm.

Feng Ling watched it all with darkened eyes.

It seemed the fat man's palms could secrete a highly corrosive acid that could easily dissolve even bone.

A little troublesome.

Her Bone Blade probably could not withstand that level of corrosion. Still, he did not seem to be an agile Xenomorph, so her chances of winning remained high.

The prerequisite was that she had to act before Tall Thin Man returned. Otherwise, once all three Xenomorphs gathered together, she would truly be at a disadvantage.

Feng Ling held her breath and quietly circled around the side of the villa, climbed over the wall, then slowly drove the Small Truck to the front of the villa.

Whether the villa's soundproofing was too good or the little girl's screams drowned everything out, Feng Ling climbed over the wall several times in succession without the Xenomorphs noticing anything.

She piled cotton mattresses, coal, and flour at the villa's front and back doors, doused them with gasoline, then carried the half-bucket of gasoline she had deliberately saved back near the floor-to-ceiling window to observe the two Xenomorphs' reactions inside.

The heavy smell of gasoline quickly caught the woman's attention.

Feng Ling saw the woman rise with a frown and sniff the air around her.

The fat man remained immersed in his interrogation. Pinching the little girl's jaw, he snarled, "Are you going to talk or not?! If you won't, then there's no need to keep that mouth of yours—"

"Hey," the woman interrupted with a frown. "Do you smell something?"

The fat man snapped, "Stop fucking bothering me!"

The woman looked displeased and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window herself, sliding open the glass door—

Feng Ling, concealed in the shadows, seized the moment and sprang up, flinging the gasoline container in her hand! At the same time, a third scythe arm extended from her shoulder and sliced open the container like lightning—

The woman's pupils contracted. Before she could cry out, the airborne gasoline container drenched her from head to toe!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

She screamed, terror flooding her eyes, and immediately transformed into a pool of bright red, viscous blood that rapidly moved toward the outside of the villa!

Feng Ling had already prepared her lighter. She aimed and threw it over. Whoosh! The Blood Worms were instantly engulfed in flames!

The fire spread rapidly, and thick smoke billowed upward. Yet the other Xenomorph in the villa showed not the slightest concern or panic—the fat man stared straight at Feng Ling, who had suddenly appeared, his eyes filled with fanaticism!

"Hidden Boss!" The fat man lunged at Feng Ling excitedly!

His body was enormous. As he pounced at her, he seemed like a mountain collapsing upon her, though just as Feng Ling had expected, he was not agile enough.

Feng Ling easily dodged his pounce, and her jagged, razor-sharp Bone Blade slashed downward! At the same time, she spared a glance at the woman in the flames—

The woman struggled amid the raging fire, half human and half insect. Her human half screamed and wailed, while her insect half writhed and boiled!

"Log out! Log out!"

She shrieked hysterically, then fell. The sticky Blood Worms burst and splattered like ruptured pulp, leaving specks of blood across the villa's tiles and walls.

Was she dead?

Flames and smoke obscured her vision. As Feng Ling guessed whether the woman was dead or alive, she dodged the fat man's reckless attacks. Once she had retreated near the fire, her Bone Blade finally launched a ruthless offensive, sweeping toward his greasy neck!

The sharp edge cut through flesh, releasing translucent grease mixed with a few thin streaks of blood.

Feng Ling immediately frowned.

She had intended to cut off his head, but the layer of fat had clearly affected the depth of the strike.

Just as she was about to strike again, the fat man's cheeks bulged out and his head rapidly expanded as though being inflated! It grew so large that his neck vanished, his head connecting directly to his shoulders!

At the same time, his mouth widened to an unbelievable extent, while his two eyes were squeezed up onto his forehead.

This Big Head Monster stood before Feng Ling with its gaping, bloody maw open, letting out a chilling laugh. "Hehehe... Hidden Boss..."

Feng Ling sensed trouble and turned to run outside, intending to widen the distance.

But after only two steps, an unseen force caught her calf! She looked back to see that the monster had spat out a tongue more than ten meters long, which had stuck to her leg!

In an instant, the image of the little girl's arm corroding and dissolving flashed through Feng Ling's mind!

Alarmed, she made a snap decision and chopped at the tongue!

The tongue was instantly severed in two by the Bone Blade, blood pouring from it! Yet the monster seemed to feel no pain as it spat out a second tongue—