Chapter 93: Werewolf Community 30

Chapter 93: Werewolf Community 30

The barrage of comments flooded the screen, making it almost impossible to read the swiftly scrolling text.

As Qin Fei reached into the cave with a stoic expression and pulled out altar after altar, the chatter in the live-stream hall intensified.

It was like a pot of water on the verge of boiling, bubbling with scorching bubbles.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Does this cave lead to some mystical world? How can he pull out anything he desires from it?"

"One, two, three, four...??"

"What the heck is happening?!!"

The spirits were filled with astonishment and curiosity, chatting nonstop until their voices grew hoarse.

A server pushed a cart loaded with snacks and drinks, circulating around the edges of the audience.

The contents of the shopping cart changed time and again, but the smile on the attendant's face never wavered.

The R-Rated Battle Tournament truly lived up to its status as a special instance; the traffic was astonishingly high.

The attendant silently calculated the commission he would receive from this round of sales in his mind.

It was roughly 30 to 50 times that of an ordinary D-Rated live broadcast.

The attendant looked up.

In the center of the luminous screen, the young man possessed an exceptionally flawless face. His smooth and full forehead led to a well-proportioned nose bridge that connected to his elegantly curved lips.

His jet-black, tousled hair fell across his eyes, concealing the emotions hidden beneath them, creating a striking visual contrast with his slightly pallid skin. This captivating sight ensnares the gaze of anyone who catches a glimpse.

The phrase "My brother's jawline is clearer than my life plan" could very well be describing Qin Fei's profile.

"What a charming player, like an angel," the attendant said sincerely, clasping their hands together in admiration.

Within the light screen, all players except Qin Fei were collectively dumbfounded.

Staring blankly at Qin Fei's continuous actions, retrieving altars from the cave without end, Miyang felt a bit dazed. He pinched his own cheek hard.

Hiss, it hurt.

Pain could be faked, but system announcements never lied.

"Congratulations, player, for successfully finding the mission item: Altar (6/6)."

(PS. Destroy the altar!)

The four newly retrieved altars were placed alongside the one taken earlier, lining the entrance of the cave. An exhilarating announcement followed.

"Congratulations, player, for completing the second-stage hidden mission: Finding Grandma Yua's hidden altars within the community!"

"Six altars filled with wickedness have appeared. You're just one step away from ultimate victory! Keep going, brave outsider. Continue your adventure and help the werewolf community escape the brink of death!"

Remember: Qin Fei = Qin Fei.

"Mission Objective: Locate the hidden copper mirror within the community!"

(PS. Fear not, dear outsiders, it shall manifest—when its time comes, at its appointed place.)

"I think I should express my astonishment, but I'm not sure if it's appropriate..."

Ghost Fire looked at Qin Fei with a dazed expression, as if he were observing an alien.

Everyone had clearly searched that hole before, so how did everything change so drastically the moment Xiao Qin took action??

The progress of the hidden mission skyrocketed, and victory seemed almost within reach for the players.

In a fleeting moment of reminiscence, Ghost Fire recalled their previous dungeon.

It was similar back then too.

While they were still grappling with ghosts in a cat-and-mouse game, Xiao Qin had ventured alone into some mysterious corner, slaying the source of contamination with a single stroke.

This was a dimensional disparity, an absolute crushing blow from a higher dimension!

The ghostly flame regarded Qin Fei with immense reverence in its gaze.

In any case, regardless of how the situation had unfolded to reach this point, it was an unparalleled blessing for the players.

They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with concealed joy.

"This cave—"

San Tu was about to inquire further when suddenly, the entire junkyard began to shake violently.

Cracks appeared on the walls, and small rocks fell from the ceiling, landing on the players' shoulders and at their feet.

"Damn it!"

San Tu's expression changed.

It was 9:30, and the junkyard was about to vanish!

"Run!!"

Players scrambled toward the entrance in a panic.

Aside from Qin Fei, the remaining five players each carried a shrine and managed to dash outside before the garbage dump completely collapsed.

When they turned back, there was nothing behind them but an empty, barren lawn vanishing into the darkness.

The time had come—the garbage dump had vanished.

"…" Lin Ye held the shrine in his arms, staring blankly ahead, still trying to process what had just happened.

Was the mission to find the shrines already complete?

He had been prepared for at least another day and night spent within the dungeon, with the six shrines hidden across six different garbage dumps.

Turning to Qin Fei, Lin Ye asked, "Brother Fei, where do we go from here?"

The shrine in Lin Ye's arms was identical to the one that had been smashed earlier.

The only difference was that its lid didn't fit perfectly onto the body of the shrine.

The altar bore an eerie white ghostly face, split evenly between the lid and the base – currently, they were misaligned.

The other altars were in the same state.

Seemingly, as long as the lids weren't twisted to align the patterns, the altars wouldn't adhere to the ground like before.

"Tao Zheng, should we just smash them?" Tao Zheng's expression was conflicted.

Smashing was inevitable, the System had made that clear.

But with five altars, how many monsters would spawn if they were all destroyed at once?

Just thinking about it made Tao Zheng shudder.

He looked up at the night sky, and on the glowing map, the brightest area was still the Activity Center.

That safe zone for eighteen people hadn't vanished yet, but with the undead inside, the Activity Center was now a ruined zone.

"Mia Yang, shouldn't the time be almost up for the Activity Center?" Mia Yang frowned.

The Safe Zone could only last for three hours at most, and the Activity Hub was the first one to form. It was about to dissipate already.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the green circle on the map flickered and turned red.

At the same time, new yellow circles illuminated in the four corners of the community – east, west, south, and north.

"Mm." Mi Yang stared at the four circles, his expression grim.

According to the players' previous assumptions, they had planned to shatter the Altars within the Safe Zone so that the monsters wouldn't be able to touch them.

However, these four new circles seemed to have very limited capacity.

The minimum was one person, while the maximum was four. It simply wasn't enough.

Qin Fei didn't view this as a severe challenge, though.

"Don't overthink it. Let's go look for them first," the young man said calmly, striding into the darkness of the road.

Find them?

Lin Ye: "Looking for clues to the copper mirror?"

According to the system prompt, the copper mirror would appear only at the "right time and right place."

Both conditions posed a challenge to the players.

Qin Fei didn't turn back. He shook his head, and his light voice echoed through the night, "We're not looking for the copper mirror."

"We're looking for the butterfly."

...

The butterfly was still frantically escaping within the community.

Granny Yu, as an NPC, wasn't designed to have much interaction with the players in the dungeon design.

She wasn't a boss that could be defeated by effort and strength. Within the community, Granny Yu was almost invincible.

When players became her adversaries, their only option was to run away since they stood no chance in a fight.

This was a suppression at the system level, unrelated to the players' strength.

As such, even a powerhouse like Butterfly, an A-rank player, was still left in a pathetic state when facing Aunt Yu.

Three rounds pursued relentlessly behind them.

Following closely were a long string of ghosts drawn by the commotion they had caused.

In the night, they were like a train roaring through, incredibly conspicuous.

Qin Fei led Lin Ye and the other four, lurking stealthily in the bushes, witnessing this scene.

Lin Ye couldn't help but click his tongue as he watched Butterfly rush past them.

Butterfly was already in such a dire situation, yet Brother Qin Fei still intended to target him.

Lin Ye felt a bit sorry for Butterfly, but he was also inexplicably excited.

He was eager to see what Qin Fei had planned for Butterfly.

"Hide first."

Qin Fei lifted his gaze to look at everyone, his lips curving into a gentle and kind smile, his eyes as clear as a tranquil pond.

From this appearance alone, one would never suspect him of planning something wicked.

Qin Fei took the altar from Lin Ye's embrace, crouched down, and slipped into the rear of the monster squad chasing after the butterfly under the cover of darkness.

The addition of a fresh scent caused a slight tremor in the formation. The ghost infant perched atop Qin Fei's head, frenziedly slapping at any monster that attempted to turn around and lunge at it.

Qin Fei hastened his pace, leaping two spots forward. Before the monsters behind him could react, he twisted open the lid of the altar.

The ghostly face pattern appeared neatly on the altar. Qin Fei fished out a plastic bag from his personal space.

He had acquired this item a month ago when he bought clothes for the ghost infant in Central City. The shop assistant had packed them for him.

Qin Fei wrapped the altar with the plastic bag and tied a secure knot.

Then, he held the vase with both hands, raised it high, and smashed it forcefully onto the ground!

"Snap!"

The dull sound was drowned out by the countless footsteps and failed to draw any attention from the players ahead.

The altar shattered into pieces within the plastic bag. Qin Fei kicked smoothly, sending the fragments flying into the nearby bushes.

A hand, belonging either to Lin Ye or Phantom Fire, swiftly emerged from the grass to retrieve the debris.

In the next moment, countless ghosts materialized around Qin Fei from thin air!

These ghosts didn't move in a unified direction. They charged at Qin Fei from all directions, colliding with the previously orderly ghostly procession chasing the butterfly.

Bang!

Bang!

The tail end of the formation became chaotic.

The moment Qin Fei discarded the altar, he slowed down his pace.

He wasn't surrounded by the ghosts; those that had fallen stumbled back to their feet, looking alternately at Qin Fei and the massive group ahead of them, momentarily stunned.

...Which one should they chase?

The ghosts didn't understand.

They had no idea.

Ah, my head itches, it feels like I'm growing a brain!

The ghosts looked around in confusion.

Qin Fei took this opportunity to slip into a nearby thicket.

The deep green foliage concealed the slender figure of the young man. Qin Fei lay motionless at the base of the shrubs, like an unbreathing shadow.

In truth, if the ghosts had carefully sensed their surroundings, they could have found Qin Fei without relying on sight.

After shattering the altar, he was like a highlighted target in the ghost world, shining wherever he went.

Yet now, Qin Fei was not the only one highlighted.

—The butterfly dashed forward, with the horde of ghosts hot on its trail.

That dragon in the night sky roared powerfully, making it impossible for the pursuing ghosts to ignore it.

In the end, at least three-quarters of the ghosts followed the main group.

Qin Fei emerged from the bushes and ran towards Building 12.

He had a unique status that granted him a shelter in the night game, something no other player possessed.

The small remaining group of ghosts chased after Qin Fei but were stopped at the entrance of Building 12.

They could only watch helplessly as their delicious prey entered the building.

Qin Fei stood behind the glass door on the first floor of Building 12, smiling as he waved at the monsters outside.

"Scatter, scatter, there's no need to wait," he said playfully.

Ten minutes later, Qin Fei returned to his starting point with ease, now completely relaxed.

Mi Yang crouched behind a bush, resembling a stunned mushroom: "… Grass."

Tao Zheng wore a look of deep emotion, his eyes sparkling: "That was truly a perfect diversion tactic!"

Truly worthy of being an elite expert, his maneuvers were top-notch!

The viewers in the live stream had just witnessed a grand spectacle, all of them energized.

"Scholarly: Diversion tactic; Unscholarly: Grass (a plant)."

"Wife is so awesome!"

"Pity, does anyone have any sympathy for the butterfly? It's being used as a mere tool."

"Butterfly: Utmost humiliation (fists clenched)!!"

"This new player's strategy is indeed impressive. We can only pray that the butterfly doesn't find him, or it'll be curtains for him sooner or later."

"Though, to be honest, I think Butterfly might not necessarily be able to defeat him..."

"Indeed, this new player is quite peculiar."

Who could become so skilled in just three live streams?

Within a mere ten minutes, Butterfly's team had already made two trips up and down the road.

On what should have been a peaceful night, Butterfly was left with nothing to do but repeatedly practice long-distance running within the community.

Qin Fei crossed his arms and leaned against the shade of a tree, half-closing his eyes as he watched their retreating figures fade into the distance once more.

Mi Yang observed Qin Fei's expression with curiosity. After holding back for a while, he couldn't resist asking, "Bao—cough cough, what are you thinking about?"

Qin Fei seemed to answer without much thought, "Have you ever been to a music festival?"

Mi Yang: "?" What kind of question was that?

Mi Yang nodded honestly, "Yes, I have."

He didn't have much of a passion for music; he just wanted to join in the excitement. He nearly got crushed into a pulp by the enthusiastic crowd.

Qin Fei smiled slightly. "This is how they do it at music festivals."

He nodded his chin towards the departing crowd in front.

Mi Yang: "...."

God bless him, he would never dare to oppose Princess in this lifetime.

San Tu hesitantly glanced at the altar in his arms. "What about the other four?"

Qin Fei pursed his lips and smiled. "I'm afraid I'll have to bother Butterfly with them."

San Tu: "...."

You don't look the slightest bit apologetic.

Practice makes perfect.

With the first successful attempt under his belt, Qin Fei found it much easier to replicate the process.

Before long, all five altars were shattered, and the pursuing horde of butterflies grew longer and longer, reaching an almost absurd length.

A few low-level puppets who had joined the group later grumbled ignorantly, "When will this endless running end?!"

All the safe zones they passed by were already occupied by players, leaving them no place to rest. They dared not stop either, for the monsters could easily trample them flat if they did.

Were they supposed to keep running until dawn?!

The puppets were on the verge of despair. They felt that their lungs might burst before midnight even arrived.

"Lord Butterfly!!"

A panicked cry came from another puppet companion up ahead. Butterfly's brows knitted together as he lifted his gaze.

Though he didn't speak, a clear and cold question rang in the other puppet's ear:

"What is it?"

The icy tone was like that of a cold-blooded creature lurking in the damp and dark corners.

If the Butterfly were indeed a butterfly, it would undoubtedly be the most resplendent and enchanting one, with each scale and particle on its wings carrying a deadly poison.

The puppet shivered violently but dared not delay in responding. It lifted its hand, trembling as it pointed ahead. "My Lord, ahead... ahead..."

Butterfly had been preoccupied with other thoughts and indeed hadn't paid attention to what was in front. Upon hearing this, it looked up and its face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Beyond the layers of dark mist, there was yet another horde of ghosts and monsters directly ahead!

Those creatures were running in a line, following the one in front of them.

They turned around one corner, then another, only to end up back behind Butterfly.

Had the pursuing army grown so numerous that they could circle the entire neighborhood??

Butterfly's temples throbbed. Not far behind, Aunt Yu was still relentlessly shouting:

"Thief, where do you think you're escaping?!"

Butterfly took a deep, forceful breath.

For some reason, he felt as if he couldn't catch his breath.

...

Qin Fei and his companions had already arrived at a certain spot in the community center square.

Mi Yang gazed at the empty ground in the center of the square and raised an eyebrow. "You're sure the copper mirror is hidden here?"

Qin Fei wore a composed expression. "Not at all."

It was all just speculation; how could he be certain?

Yet, among the six locations provided by the garbage collection schedule, the center square was indeed the most peculiar. The appearance time was also very intriguing – midnight, precisely at 12 o'clock.

If Grandma Yu had any exceptionally precious item to hide, this garbage dump would indeed be the most suspicious location.

"Calm down," Qin Fei always had an air of detachment, as if he were an observer outside the events.

One couldn't help but ponder, when looking at him, how immensely strong his inner world must be to never entertain an ounce of anxiety.

"Anyway, midnight will always arrive."

Midnight would always arrive, and the destination would always materialize.

When the time comes, they'll enter and all their doubts will be resolved.

Indeed, there was no other choice.

Even if the players wanted to explore elsewhere, they couldn't think of any other place to go.

The six of them darted around the central square, evading the few monsters that roamed there.

The majority of the monsters had been lured away by the safety zones and the butterflies, leaving only insignificant creatures wandering in the square, posing no real threat.

For hours, they toyed with the ghosts like cats playing with mice, killing time in boredom. Finally, they managed to endure until midnight.

The moment midnight struck, the air within the community seemed to chill instantaneously.

The already-quiet night grew even darker, as the clouds that had concealed the moon dispersed, revealing a crescent moon hanging high above their heads.

Despite its glow, it didn't shed any light on the world below.

Qin Fei looked up and found the pale moon resembling a human skull stripped of flesh, emitting a patchy aura of death.

Whistling winds carried the sound of imaginary leaves scraping against the ground.

As sand swirled, a small, low-rise cottage materialized at one corner of the central square.

"It's here!"

The ghostly flame flickered with excitement.

However, it soon fell into a daze.

Distant thunders echoed across the ground, as if an army of thousands was marching towards them.

Amidst a trail of black dust, the silhouettes of monsters began to emerge.

A cacophony of noises merged together, making it nearly impossible to discern their individual sources.

There was the plea of a puppet, "Lord Butterfly, save me!!"

The drawn-out exclamation of Old Aunt Yu, "Bu-utter-fly-eee... lit-tle-thief-ee-ee!"

And if one listened closely, there seemed to be Qijixing's voice, "What on earth is going on?!!"

His voice was filled with both astonishment and anger, reflecting his innocent entanglement in a situation he didn't understand.

Mi Yang immediately spotted the issue, "Oh no! It must be that Butterfly used some method to break the formation of the monster horde chasing him!"

Mi Yang gritted his teeth, "This fool, doesn't he realize this could be even more dangerous??"

It would have been better to lead the monsters around like a kite rather than causing this chaotic pursuit!

If the Butterfly were to hear this, it would surely find it hard to respond.

His experience in dungeons was no less than Mi Yang's; he naturally knew that the current chaotic situation was worse than before. But what could he do?

Surrounded by a long line of monsters stretching from one end of the community to the other, Qin Fei and his puppets resembled a coil of mosquito repellent, circling around within the community.

This brought them closer and closer to the monsters.

Some monsters even attempted to cut across the pathways to intercept them. With no other choice, Butterfly had to use a powerful item near a safe zone to forcibly disrupt the monsters' pursuit route.

—Coincidentally, this also disrupted the encirclement outside the safe zone.

Just as fate would have it, the safe zone disbanded at that moment, and Xue Jiqing's team suffered the consequences.

The empty square offered no cover, leaving everything exposed.

Players rushing in this direction soon noticed someone on the plaza.

Butterfly and Xue Jiqing looked over simultaneously. After recognizing Qin Fei and his companions, a hint of confusion flickered in their eyes.

Qin Fei's pupils suddenly constricted: "Run!!"

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Before the newcomers could react, Qin Fei had already dashed ahead, heading straight for the corner garbage station!

Butterfly watched their retreating figures with his dark eyes, emotions flickering across them like scenes from a movie.

Confusion, astonishment, contemplation, realization.

And finally, settling on a blazing fury that burned like a raging inferno!

"Wang... Mingming!"

He gritted out those words.

You're really something, aren't you!!!