Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Slow down! Damn it! Slow down up there!"

"Damn! If I fall down there, I'll be covered in bruises!"

"Slow down! Slow down!"

The longer the hair went, the thinner and harder it became to grasp, and the strange figure leading the climb kept cursing. After a swaying motion of the long black hair and the mist, the person floated in the air like an ant on willow catkins, as if they might fall into the abyss at any moment!

The strange men still queuing on the cliff all frowned!

Oh shit!

What exactly is going on here?

"Your turn!"

"Hurry up!"

"What are you doing with that fire?"

"Turn it out! Don't burn my hair!"

When it was Anlan's turn in the queue, she was immediately stopped by the blond man!

As their eyes met, An Lan considered whether to take action now and subdue the guy. Those "weirdos" should be on her side, right?

Can...

The thought of a blind man standing so brazenly on the edge of a cliff made An Lan wonder what tricks he might have up his sleeve.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! I'm talking to you!"

Looking into those empty, crimson-black eyes, An Lan smiled and placed [Fire Candle] behind her back with one hand: "Hello! This is my modification... Fire is also a part of me..."

"Oh?"

"Can't you just turn it off?"

The blond man persisted, and An Lan frowned, having already seen him take out the [golden bead] from his pocket again.

(Damn it...)

(A matchbox can only produce one kind of illusion!)

(My current hallucination is that I'm facing everyone, and my form is that of a monster. If I get another hallucination, my monster form will disappear! Then... I'll be exposed again!)

My mind was in turmoil at that moment.

An Lan had considered creating the illusion again, but the "matchbox" had its limits!

Last time I created illusions to deal with "Bell", I was in human form!

With a dark expression, just as the blond man was about to shake the beads!

With lightning speed, An Lan extinguished the [Flame] in her hand, and large scales grew on her face, with a crocodile head appearing on top of her head, replacing An Lan's head.

then!

A monster with a crocodile head and a human body appeared!

"Um?"

"Aren't you a shadowy figure?"

"How did it turn into a crocodile?!"

Seeing An Lan suddenly turn off the engine and transform into a crocodile, the blond man paused, looking at An Lan with a strange expression. His features didn't show much surprise; after all, all sorts of strange people were here, so what was a crocodile?

An Lan smiled and pointed to the scales on her body: "This is what I asked Little Red Riding Hood for. My scales can change my appearance and body shape, so just think of me as a chameleon!"

"Oh?"

"【chameleon】?!"

Are you a chameleon?!

Upon hearing this, the blond man's expression changed, and he stared at An Lan for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

"Go down..."

Seeing that the flames had been extinguished, the blond man waved and then ignored An Lan.

An Lan stared at the top of the man's head, a strange glint in her eyes. Silently, she began to descend, section by section, towards the clouds below, her black hair flowing gently down her back.

(No favorability rating!)

(This blond man has no favorable rating, which means—is he a fake?)

(He was surprised by the nickname "Chameleon." Was he also... a member of the Energy Absorption Society?)

As her thoughts fermented in her mind, An Lan slid her black hair down and could already see the first row of caves on the cliff.

There are only three caves in this row, and the space inside is at least a hundred square meters. It's as if they've carved through the mountain and created a large living room inside. These three caves are pitch black; you can't see anything inside.

but...

A strange fragrance wafted from inside the cave!

If you continue down from these three caves, you'll find another row of caves.

There are five in this row, and the interior area is much smaller than the one above. Firelight shines in this cave, and you can see several "strange people" numbly putting "skins" on some mannequins!

Yes!

Cover it with a "skin"!

They seemed to be determining the looseness of the skin, constantly pulling on the "skin" and making strange "sizzling" sounds.

"Ta-da!"

Following the hair upwards, the gaze continued downwards!

This is the third row of caves. Compared to the five caves above, there are seven caves here, and they are much narrower, about the size of a bedroom.

Inside the cave, all you could see were strange figures sitting on the ground, holding small pieces of human skin and starting to sew them back together with black thread...

An Lan glanced at it a few times, then continued to climb and descend along the black hair!

at last!

In the vast white fog, still unable to see the bottom of the cliff in mid-air, he saw the last row of caves!

There were nine caves in total, carved into the cliff face, each only about the size of a bathroom. Inside each cave, a person was huddled at the very back, facing a large vat where something was being cooked, constantly bubbling up...

"Hello!"

"Stop sliding!"

"here!"

Of the nine cave entrances, the fourth one has a strange figure with a donkey's head inside, waving at An Lan.

"A newbie, right?"

Come here!

"..."

After a moment of silence, An Lan swayed her long hair and slowly drifted to the entrance of the cave.

When he finally climbed into the cave, he could see clearly what was soaking in the donkey-headed man's vat...

It was a vat of quicklime, boiling and scalding hot after water was added. And soaking in the white limewater were three or four blood-soaked human skins!

Those human skins still vaguely reveal their appearance in life.

There were noblewomen, children, and farmers, their faces contorted with terror, throbbing inside the bubbles.

Their flesh and blood seemed to have been squeezed dry beforehand, leaving only their skins, as if they were to be boiled in quicklime to remove the remaining flesh and odor.

"this..."

An Lan's eyelids twitched as she read it.

Good guy!

Good heavens!

This place really is a human skin processing factory!

The bottom layer is cleaned human skin, the third layer is sewn-on cleaned human skin, the second layer is used to test the elasticity of human skin, and the first layer? Shipped?

【little Red Riding Hood】?

Is this the main villain from "Dark Fairy Tale World"?

The shock in their eyes lingered for a long time, and even the comments section exploded at this moment!

[Mambobobo: Holy crap! This is the real Skinning Manor?!]

[Gugu Gaga: Damn! This part looks like we're entering a training park in northern Myanmar! If we don't complete the mission, will we have stun guns to charge at night? Or—]

[Baba Boyi: At least other parks have food, drink, and lodging, right? But this Little Red Riding Hood area... damn it! If you're not careful in this place, you'll be meeting your maker!]

[I know this is a dark fairy tale, but no! This is fucking too dark!]

My childhood values ​​are being shattered...

[My worldview is shattered +1!]

[+1!]

【...】

Amidst the surging comments, seeing that An Lan remained silent, the donkey-headed monster chuckled and looked at An Lan's hand: "Newcomer, do you know why I chose you?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Because your hands look like they can withstand a fire!"

"ha?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look closely! That's what it means!"

Donkey Head looked at An Lan with a joking expression, then suddenly plunged both hands into the vat!

With a hissing sound of boiling water, his hands quickly withered and trembled. Amidst festering and oozing pus, he pulled three white human skins from the vat and slammed them to the ground!

"hiss--"

The donkey-man's hair stood on end, and his palms trembled incessantly.

Looking around, you could see that the lime water had burned several pieces of flesh off his palms!

"this..."

"Each person cleans at least ten human skins a day! One vat can wash five human skins! If you're lucky, your hands only need to go through the lime kiln twice a day!"

"Welcome to Little Red Riding Hood's Skinning Factory, kid!!!"