Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 655 Who's the Chicken and Who's the Chick?

The blinding white light of the main god's teleportation receded like an avalanche, and primal air, carrying the scent of decaying earth and vegetation, rushed into my nostrils.

The damp, chilly atmosphere of the primeval forest instantly enveloped the reincarnators.

Fang Yu was the first to open his eyes. The keen senses brought by the fourth-order gene lock spread silently, and no movement in the jungle could escape his perception.

The next second, his eyes were already locked on the clearing surrounded by tall trees not far away—the wooden house that stood alone in the bright sunlight, like a poisonous mushroom, exuding an ominous aura that made people's hearts tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yingqi opened his eyes.

She subconsciously placed her hand on the hilt of the Nanming Lihuo sword at her waist. The cold touch of the hilt calmed her mind slightly. Without saying a word, her clear yet sharp gaze swept across the surrounding environment like a searchlight, and an invisible pressure spread. Even the chirping of insects in the forest paused for a moment.

Zhao Yingkong seemed to solidify from nothingness, her figure gradually becoming clearer, silently appearing one step behind Fang Yu.

She didn't rush to observe the environment. Her pure, icy eyes first swept over Fang Yu and Li Yingqi, and after confirming their condition, she turned slightly to take in the surrounding environment inch by inch. Her assassin's intuition made her instinctively look for the best position to attack and hide, like a drop of water merging into a deep pool, her very aura almost blending into the environment.

The last member of the Central Continent team to open his eyes was Zhan Lan, a mental power user.

She rubbed her temples, looking slightly tired, and her mental scan instinctively spread out in all directions like mercury.

A subtle ripple swept past her companions, past withered branches and fallen leaves, past the distorted shadows of the trees. Suddenly, her senses seemed to encounter an abrupt, foreign object, and abruptly stopped!
Behind a tree less than five meters away from her, a huddled figure had appeared out of nowhere!

After a while, the figure let out a low groan, a sound of pain like someone suffering from a hangover.

Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she opened her eyes, which were heavily lined and filled with obvious confusion and panic.

Her appearance was extremely out of place with her surroundings. Beneath her thick false eyelashes was a large area of ​​smudged smoky makeup, and a small patch of bright, almost blinding lipstick was smeared on the corner of her mouth.

A tight-fitting leopard-print dress clung to her body, with exaggerated studded embellishments adorning her exposed shoulders and upper thighs.

Black fishnet stockings extended into a pair of frighteningly thin scarlet-soled high heels, with a cheap flame-shaped tattoo faintly visible on the ankle.

She first looked blankly at the unfamiliar towering trees and gloomy sky around her, then focused her gaze on the several strangers in front of her, who were dressed differently, had different temperaments, and had complicated expressions.

Fear instantly replaced confusion!
"I'll pay back Brother Wang's money!" She screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice thick with sobs and desperate pleading. She tried to shrink back, but almost twisted her ankle from her high heels. She waved her hands awkwardly, "Really! I'll definitely pay it back! Interest... interest at the highest rate! You don't need to do this! What's the point of bringing me to this godforsaken place? I won't get my money back! Let me go, let me go back! I can still earn it! I... I still have a chance! Please!"

She was incoherent, her makeup ruined and tears streaming down her face. She clearly mistook Fang Yu and the others for thugs sent by some "Brother Wang" to collect debts, and this deep mountain forest seemed to her like the perfect place for torture.

Zhan Lan frowned slightly, but did not immediately offer an explanation.

She focused her mind, and a gentle yet irresistible mental link was instantly established, accurately transmitting her thoughts to the depths of the other person's mind, as if whispering in her ear.

"Calm down, we mean no harm, and it has nothing to do with your 'Brother Wang'," Zhan Lan's voice rang out directly in the woman's consciousness, carrying a soothing power. "This isn't the real world, it's the Main God Space. We are reincarnators, forced to experience one horror movie after another in this space to survive. And you, like us, have become a reincarnator. You are now in the movie world of 'The Cabin in the Woods.'"

This sudden "inner voice" froze the woman instantly; the fear on her face solidified into extreme astonishment and disbelief.

She suddenly covered her ears and looked around, as if trying to pinpoint the source of the sound.

When she realized that Zhan Lan hadn't spoken, a greater panic, a feeling of her worldview being shattered, swept over her. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound came out; only heavy breathing remained. After a long while, under Zhan Lan's calm gaze and silent solace, her emotions finally calmed down a little.

With trembling hands, she wiped away the tears and smudged eyeliner from her face, trying to force out an "understanding" expression that was even more unsightly than crying.

"The Lord God? Reincarnation. Horror movie?" She repeated a few words with difficulty, her mind clearly still a mess.

At least I no longer think of the other party as someone chasing me for debt.

She hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "My name is Zhou Juanjuan. My profession is..."

She subconsciously adjusted the hem of her skirt, which barely covered her thighs, her gaze wandering, her voice growing softer, and a complex and embarrassed expression on her face, as if she felt that her profession was extremely ridiculous to mention in this place.

She racked her brains, and finally whispered in a hesitant tone, trying to sound more sophisticated, "Um... I'm the lobby manager of the KTV."

"puff!"

Fang Yu, who had been observing coldly, couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

He crossed his arms, looking Zhou Juanjuan up and down with her outfit that could only be described as "performance art" and her gaudy makeup. A signature roguish smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of mockery: "KTV? And a lobby manager? Wow! Pretty high-class, huh? Is this what lobby managers are dressed like at your place?"

Zhou Juanjuan's face flushed red to her ears, like a red-hot branding iron, and she felt utterly ashamed after being mercilessly mocked by Fang Yu.

She awkwardly twisted the hem of her skirt, her lips moved but she couldn't utter a rebuttal, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The despicable lie was instantly exposed, and her "profession" became self-evident.

At this moment, Li Yingqi withdrew his gaze from the wooden house, his cool eyes sweeping over everyone, his voice carrying its usual rationality: "According to the information Zhan Lan mentioned and the core rules of this movie that we know, those who enter here will be labeled with a 'role tag' by the mastermind behind the scenes."

She paused, her gaze lingering on Zhou Juanjuan for a moment before turning to the others. "Different roles mean drastically different death orders and methods. Before the role with the corresponding tag dies, other types of 'roles' will not be prioritized for attack by those terrifying beings."

“That’s right!” Zhan Lan interjected, nodding solemnly, and gave a cold ranking: “The first to die was a prostitute, the second a fool, the third an athlete, and the fourth a scholar.”

Her gaze finally settled on Zhao Yingkong, who had a relatively aloof demeanor, and Li Yingqi, who had a beautiful face and a pure, cultivator-like air. She paused for a moment, then uttered the last malicious label, "The one who survived and was sacrificed in the end was a virgin."

Fang Yu glanced at Li Yingqi, then at Zhao Yingkong, "We don't need to think about the identities of the first four, but Zhao Yingkong is definitely the virgin."

After saying this, he placed two Netherfire Fangs on Fang Yu's neck and his second brother.

"Ahem. I was just saying you were innocent."

After analyzing who the virgins are, the next step is the first death row – prostitutes.

Zhou Juanjuan swallowed hard, raised her hand, and said, "Then, I... I should be a prostitute, no! No, I don't mean my real profession! I mean my role in this horror movie."

(End of this chapter)