Editor: Elanor
They were two blocks away from the Hellfire Repair Shop when the incident occurred.
The whole journey was quiet. The contestants sorted and counted their guns while making small talk. Bai Jingan drove the car forward steadily, but then he suddenly slammed the brakes and stared at the dead end ahead.
Since this place was modeled after District N7, almost half of the lights on the ceiling were broken, and a large area of the street was shrouded in darkness. They hadn’t come across any monsters for a while, not even a corpse.
Feng Shan’s jeep also stopped, and Doug asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Something’s not right,” Bai Jingan said.
He pointed to the building in front of him and said, “There should be a road here.”
Several people glanced at him with strange expressions. The streets in the Lower City were winding, dimly lit, and full of illegal buildings, so even top-notch tactical planners would find it difficult to have such a quick on-the-spot response in a district well-known in the Upper City like the District N7.
Bai Jingan pondered for a while before suddenly turning the car and driving back towards an east-facing street.
He hadn’t driven too far, but the road began to slope slowly to the west, and the street illogically lacked any path in the opposite direction.
“We are going in circles,” Xia Tian said.
The group was silent for a moment. There was only the sound of engines. A cold, huge ceiling was above them. There were neither monsters nor corpses around. The atmosphere was very ominous.
After circling back once more to where they had just stopped, Bai Jingan slammed on the brakes and stared ahead.
It was almost the same as when they left, but just “almost”. After a few seconds of silence, Doug said, “It’s definitely not my illusion. Compared to when we came just now, is there one more road to the west here?”
Yes, the few gray storefronts and lampposts on the west side had just disappeared, turning into an uneven road that was plunged into darkness, making one not want to go towards it at all.
“I don’t understand,” said Wen Feng, “Have we reached the end of the east side of the arena?”
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was heavy. Doug gave him a sidelong glance and said, “Have you really played the Killing Show? The arena is a combination module, and there is no such thing as an ‘end’.”
Next to him, Feng Shan said in a hoarse voice, “They’re Mimic Worms.”
“We ran into a hunt,” Xia Tian said.
Silence ensued. Mimic worm was the most bizarre type of mutation in the Zone N Massacre. It only appeared in the later stages of the Massacre. It had an unimaginably high degree of mutation.
This kind of thing moved in large-scale clusters. What looked like streets, water pipes, or walls, were actually made up of innumerable mollusks entangled together.
Seeing this kind of thing, it was hard for one to imagine—under what kind of power could humans… mutate into this.
Wen Feng stammered. He was aware of the mimic worm. This thing was very famous. Rumor had it that the television station was so surprised and elated when it saw this thing that it gave a lot of bonuses to the genetic research department.
He just ran into it live and couldn’t react.
Bai Jingan turned his head to look at the west side. At some point, they had already approached the Hellfire Repair Shop.
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As per the gossip of the Honey Pavilion bastard, he had carefully planned and produced this plot point, with the hope of being noticed by the senior management. It was sure to be very exciting and bloody.
Bai Jingan maneuvered the steering wheel and drove in that direction.
As they continued forward, the mimic worms seemed to sense something and surrounded them quickly, making a slight rustling sound.
At a glance, the flat city seemed to melt away, turning into countless entangled mollusks approaching them.
Several people kept shooting behind them, and in the muzzle flash, they could see the tattered bodies of both humans and other monsters among these entangled creatures. Now they knew why this part of the city was deathly still with no signs of life.
Bai Jingan stepped on the accelerator all the way down and rushed to the repair shop. Doug fired a few high-frequency energy guns at the creatures behind him, shouting, “They will surround us to death!”
“Not when we get to the repair shop,” Bai Jingan said.
“What’s in the repair shop?!”
“Easter Egg.”
The car continued to move forward. Xia Tian looked at the repair shop nestled under the dim light of the fake Lower City. He ignored the monsters behind him. They weren’t naturally mutated creatures in the first place, and they weren’t hunting in their natural state either. He eagerly wanted all of them to enter the Easter Egg. After all, the whole purpose was nothing but to kill—and kill beautifully.
The complex ahead was very quiet and all the windows were closed. Occasionally, there was a half-open window but nothing could be seen.
This was the place they had been looking for. The Honey Pavilion bastard was inside it. This was his “design”, his Easter Egg. According to his claim, he was absolutely safe here. He only needed to ensure “aesthetic pleasure” and torture others.
Such people always thought they were safe.
Xia Tian watched for a while, then suddenly stood up, grabbed the “Doomsday Destroyer” rocket launcher next to him, opened the safety valve, adjusted the power to the maximum, and directed a shot toward the repair shop.
The rocket drew a bright arc in the air and hit the dark building area.
The seemingly tranquil atmosphere was broken in an instant. The explosion sounded like a low thunder. Cutting through the sky of the low building boards, the fire ignited, and the blaze of light tore through the darkness.
Xia Tian launched the second and third ones expressionlessly. The corner of the factory building exploded into a mess, and then it no longer had the gloomy, eerie, invulnerable bearing from before.
He threw away the rocket launcher, which had run out of energy, and went to get the largest caliber energy gun.
Seeing Doug glaring at him, Xia Tian smiled brightly at him and said, “Say hello.”
Bai Jingan stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle rushed into the outer wall that was blown up by Xia Tian, and didn’t stop until they reached the reinforced inner wall.
Feng Shan’s jeep stopped on gas behind them. The mimic worms chased them all the way to the steps of the repair shop, but they refused to come up, yet they didn’t retreat.
Doug glanced back at the half-eaten rear wheel and cursed, “Fuck, how hungry are they.”
Wen Feng looked at the mimic worms that were hesitating to follow and said, “They didn’t follow, obviously ‘because there’s something more terrifying here’.”
No one paid him any attention. When things came to a head, famous lines weren’t funny at all.
Xia Tian jumped out of the car, looked around, raised his hand, and smashed one of the cameras that was above him—the first thing several of the Killing Show contestants did when they came in was to look around at the cameras and destroy them one by one.
These were the external cameras of the repair shop. The cameras of the organizer were inexhaustible and couldn’t be destroyed. However, the plot game had its own playing method.
Bai Jingan walked over to look at the inner wall ahead. The high-intensity energy gun did not cause any damage to it, at most it had left a few burn marks.
There were no such extravagant things in the Lower City. Although it was made to look like a gray local building as much as possible, it was obviously specially reinforced and could defend against most attacks—it was a fortress.
And even after its reinforcement and the mess of the surrounding area made by the rockets, he still saw a familiar shadow in this replica building.
Those utterly broken but still usable tools, the parts piled up in the corners, and the faded posters on the walls of mostly underground arenas, gambling, dog fighting and the like.
Bai Jingan walked forward, and pushed open a burning door. He was quite sure what he would see when he opened the door. Although his memory was only a piece of wreckage that couldn’t be put together, it was almost instinctive.
He took a breath. He saw a couple of half-assembled cars in the corner, and motor vehicle parts were piled up everywhere in the room. Everything was a bit messy, but it had its own pattern. He had spent a lot of time here and knew where everything was kept and he could take them and use them at will.
It sat quietly under a fluorescent lamp, as if nothing bad had happened here—no fights, no massacre, or deaths. It was the same old place that always made him feel safe, and he was still the same old him.
Xia Tian walked behind him, and Bai Jingan could feel the heat of his body and heard the sound of the gun being loaded.
At the same time, Bai Jingan saw the shadow in the dark at the corner of the stairs in the repair hall.
It was crouching there, like a person… It must have been a person, once. There were even remnants of the blue and gray uniform hanging on its body. But its limbs had become sticky like that of the mollusks outside. They had a dead gray color, as if they were decaying from the inside.
It slowly stood up, walked on all fours, and moved naturally. It had completely turned into a monster, longing for human flesh and blood… It goes without saying that it was a monster, but it was made to look like a person who used to once work in the repair shop.
The monster’s yellow eyes were staring at Bai Jingan. There was a corpse lying beside its feet, but he couldn’t make out its gender or age. It was sucked dry, and the skin was tightly wrapped around the bones.
Bai Jingan stood still. Behind him, Xia Tian raised his hand and shot, hitting it right in the head. Blood and flesh splattered, energy bullets pierced the plastic panels on the stairs, and the room instantly became a mess, taking the appearance of a battlefield.
Bai Jingan smiled, no one saw it. Under the eternal fluorescent lamp of the Lower City, his smile was murderous.
This is what this place should be like, he thought.
Upon entering the repair shop, several Killing Show players who had a clear purpose acted in an orderly manner.
They first cleared all the cameras inside the building and killed the same monsters that crawled out of the dark. This was obviously their lair.
The official name of this creature in the Killing Show was “Humanoid White Worm”. Like the mimic worm, it was a highly mutated monster. It also had the characteristics of different creatures and only appeared in the later stages of the Massacre. However, the organizers obviously wanted them to experience the full month of evolution during the Massacre within 24 hours.
Bai Jingan expressionlessly cleared three pouncing humanoid white worms, then looked sideways at a small black spot on the stairs.
He picked it up and twisted it with his fingers. He knew what it was: a simple camera.
It was not the organizer’s invisible camera, but the early . Except for the inability to do three-dimensional reconstruction, the effect was not much different from the official camera, and it could also capture sounds.
Several other people were busy fighting monsters. Bai Jingan walked to the scrap heap and skillfully picked out a broken camera detector—this stuff was everywhere in the Lower City during the District N riot. He removed the case, changed the power source, and tapped it to activate the thing.
Xia Tian took a curious look. He had a first-rate response to this kind of thing, and could quickly discover the most dangerous things in dangerous environments.
Bai Jingan said, “There are too many cameras.”
As he spoke, he dismantled the simple cameras of the Lower City one by one according to the detections given by the camera detector. There were actually sixteen in such a small area.
Xia Tian did not speak, and looked at this dim repair hall, clutching his gun tightly.
They all knew what the cameras indicated: someone was watching from a hidden place.
In the corner of the repair shop, Doug swore, followed by the loud sound of an energy gun.
Bai Jingan turned his head and saw Doug aiming another shot towards the bottom of his right foot. At first glance, it looked like his right leg had disappeared, as if the ground had slanted over, and had swallowed half of his body.
The next moment, the gray mimic worm retreated under the gunfire, revealing the bodies of several entangled mollusks, and the blood sucked by it could be seen through the translucent body.
Doug struggled to pull his feet out. His right leg was about to be eaten up in the blink of an eye, and mimic worms were continuously moving towards him.
Feng Shan very quickly grabbed his collar and yanked him out. But at the same moment, a mollusk with tentacles, that was above the porch, came over, trying to wrap around Doug. Mimic worms never let go of their prey whose blood they had tasted.
Feng Shan fired five shots at it with the other hand, and it reluctantly backed away. Then, he pulled Doug out from the clutches of a bunch of mimic worms.
Within just a few moments, the appearance of Doug’s right leg was frightening.
He gritted his teeth, cold sweat soaked his hair, and he couldn’t even stand. Feng Shan grabbed him and dragged him out, leaving a long trail of blood behind, which was hungrily covered by the mimic worms in the blink of an eye.
Xia Tian fired at the floor in quick succession to clear the path of retreat. Under the muzzle flash, countless mollusks could be seen wriggling making a passage.
Bai Jingan stuffed the detector into his pocket before taking a gun in one hand and drawing out a knife in the other.
He dashed all the way towards the depths of the building. The soft-bodied mollusks twisted and chased behind his palm, but they couldn’t touch his fingers at all. After five seconds, the force under the blade of the knife became hard, the imprint on the wall was deep, and the mimic worms no longer followed closely.
Bai Jingan shouted, “This way!”
Several people retreated in that direction, and Wen Feng shouted, “Did they come in from outside?”
“Another group!” Xia Tian said.
He fired another shot. Then, he swept a glance over the people who followed, and found that the two guys who had hitched a ride on the road before were missing. He glanced at the repair area, and didn’t even see their corpses.
The hunting of mimic worms had obviously started long ago.
Doug resisted for a while, and Feng Shan was also quick to move. The weaker ones were gone before they could even make a sound, slowly being eaten by mimic worms in some seemingly calm corner of the building.
Xia Tian saw a bag of insect repellent powder in the corner of the wall. He grabbed a handful and sprinkled it in front.
It was cheap stuff found everywhere in the Lower City. It did not have much smell, and it was somewhat useful against insect-like mutant creatures. Of course, it wouldn’t hold them off for long, but it could still buy them some time.
Eric took a three-use energy gun and cleaned the periphery of the room. This thing almost had the effect of a rocket launcher when used by him; he was really an expert in his field of work.
In the chaos, they could see a few white worms squatting at the top of a flight of stairs not far from them, waiting with a hungry look, and more kept gathering over.
Someone cursed, his voice sounded a little broken.
Mimic worms and humanoid white worms were two different predators that could not possibly live in the same area—at least it was impossible in their natural state.
It was just that their state was anything but natural.
Rats, worms, iuw
Thank you for new chapter
Bai Jingan’s crazy is leaking out
Feng Shan & doug ship ❤️