The Prophet Is Dead?

Meanwhile.

The girl in the school uniform glanced at Lin Yang and asked timidly, "Um, bro, can they really find food?"

Lin Yang came back to his senses and glanced at the intersection where Bowl Cut and the others had left. "We'll know soon enough."

Time ticked by, second by second.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, screams rang out from the far end of the corridor!

They were terrified, wretched screams, torn from the depths of their chests!

Frantic footsteps came from afar, drawing closer and closer. Then the seven of them stumbled around the corner and came charging down the corridor!

"He's dead!!"

"Someone else is dead! Murder!"

"Murder! Aah!!"

Their faces were deathly pale. Some fell to the floor and crawled forward on their hands and knees; others slammed into the wall, bounced off, and kept running.

Li Xuan was at the front. The sneer had vanished completely from his face, replaced by pure, undisguised terror!

Eight people had left, but only seven returned. Liu Yunwei was missing.

"Where's Liu Yunwei?" Fatty glanced behind them and asked casually.

Li Xuan slumped against the wallpapered wall, his pants as wet as if he'd just been pulled out of the water.

His lips trembled and his voice cracked. Every word seemed to be forced out through clenched teeth.

"He's dead!... He just died like that!!"

"How did he die?" Jiang Yu'an frowned, looking a little more wary.

Bowl Cut shook like a leaf.

"He... he said he was going to piss in a corner, but... halfway through, we saw!! We saw something charge at him! It was too fast... It wasn't a shadow, not that black thing with no face. It was a person... No, not a person!! That thing was... was..."

Fatty cursed. "Go on!"

"It... it just took his head!!"

He made a twisting motion with his hands, his fingers turning sharply in the air.

"Just like that!! His head was twisted right off! Blood... blood sprayed all over the wall... all over the wall!"

Lin Yang asked, "Did you get a good look at its face?"

"...No... couldn't see clearly... We all ran!!"

Lin Yang frowned slightly as he listened to the description.

"Like a person? Not a Faceling?"

This sounded more like a Faceling's way of killing!

The Faceling had finally lost its patience.

Fatty had noticed it too. He nudged Lin Yang with his elbow. "Brother Lin, was it a Faceling?"

Lin Yang looked thoughtful and didn't respond.

"There's an eighty-five percent or higher chance it was."

"Why eighty-five percent?"

"It's hiding and doesn't want to be discovered! Second, it chose to strike when someone was easiest to catch alone. Besides that, their target was the prophet. And... the way that thing killed him was typical of someone he knew."

Everyone nodded at that. Seen that way, it really was a Faceling that had done it!

"They've been hiding in the crowd all along because it's too bright here and the view is too open. The cost of striking is much higher than at the Faceling school."

"Liu Yunwei went off alone to piss. That was the best chance the Faceling could have hoped for. Killing him even at the risk of being exposed means the Faceling here is already getting desperate!"

Li Xuan sat in the corner with his face in his hands, his shoulders trembling.

"We're finished!! Even the prophet is dead. What are we supposed to do now that he's dead? We're finished... We're all going to die!!..."

His voice came out muffled through his fingers, as if he were passing a death sentence on himself.

Fatty kicked him while he was down, looking down at him with a sneer.

"Didn't you say you were going to find food? Weren't you going to slap us in the face? Did you find any?"

"I..."

Li Xuan's hands slid down from his face. He looked up at Fatty, his eyes bloodshot and his lips moving twice.

His round face burned with shame!

He felt like a clown.

He looked at Shutong, then at Lin Yang. He felt utterly humiliated!

"Shutong! I..."

Shutong moved farther away from him. "Li Xuan, we're not close."

Li Xuan's heart felt as though it were being cut by a knife!

Now the prophet was dead, they hadn't found a scrap of food, his people had been scared out of their wits, and even the prettiest girl in his old class looked down on him!

He suddenly remembered something. He jerked his head up and pointed at Fatty.

"Don't get cocky! If we couldn't find food, what makes you think you can?! If we stay here like this, won't you just be waiting to die too?!"

"You!"

Fatty was briefly at a loss for words.

But he immediately turned to Lin Yang and asked worriedly in a low voice, "Brother Lin... he's right. If this goes on, won't we starve to death?"

"No."

Lin Yang's tone was calm. His Inspection Function had already refreshed after midnight.

After pondering for a moment, he chose to inspect intelligence.

[Intelligence: Follow the coordinates. Turn left after thirty meters, turn right after sixty meters, continue straight after forty meters, pass three yellow walls... approximately one thousand meters in total. There is a rare piece of furniture containing a small quantity of snacks and Almond Water.]