Despite what he said, Lao Du kept his attention on Lao Zhang. Seeing that it was about time, he hurriedly called out, "All right, that's enough playing around, Lao Zhang!"
"Got it!" Lao Zhang sneered. With another heave, he dragged it out of the Wooded Belt and threw it straight into the sunlight.
Hiss-
Upon exposure, the ruined body restored by the night-walking species' framework rapidly gave off great clouds of vapor, like water poured over scorching stones in a sauna, then immediately turned into a pure white sculpture.
The transformation from a humanoid sculpture into a pure white sculpture was a remarkable sight. At first glance, it seemed as though the humanoid sculpture had simply become completely motionless, but closer observation revealed that the original humanoid sculptures gave people an eerie sense of discomfort, whereas the pure white, plaster-like sculptures left after their deaths did not.
Lao Zhang swung his Baseball Bat and smashed it to pieces. A gust of wind scattered it completely.
Having finished, Lao Zhang clapped his hands and was about to leave, but he seemed to sense something. His brow suddenly furrowed, and he turned toward the Wooded Belt with a sneer. "Were you looking at me just now? Got a problem?"
"You fucking dare glare at me?!" Cursing, Lao Zhang hefted his Baseball Bat and walked straight into the Wooded Belt. A few seconds later, a humanoid sculpture covered in cracks shot out like a punching bag, followed by a second, then a third...
A dozen or so flew out in succession. Lao Du couldn't help frowning and shouting, "Lao Zhang, that's enough! Don't get carried away!"
There was no response from the Wooded Belt.
Lao Du clicked his tongue. All the Athlete Students nearby stood up, and the atmosphere abruptly grew tense.
Fortunately,