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

"You little bastard..."

"You little bastard!!!"

"Wei Wei Wei——"

On the blood-red ground, the blood-red faces that had been erected slowly piled up to become a mountain of blood, gradually taking on the complete outline of human heads.

It was the face of a man wearing glasses, with a balding forehead and a stubborn, distorted gaze.

After muttering "little bastard" repeatedly, it opened its mouth with a "whoosh" and a head crashed down on Xiao Cunxiufu like a mountain collapsing and a sea of ​​blood!

"Baka! Baka!!!"

"What...what on earth is going on?!"

"How did I get here?!"

Crimson blood rushed towards him. Having never experienced a "polluted" world, Komura Shov was completely bewildered by the situation.

He stared at the enormous human face rushing towards him, and with a flash of cold light from his sleeve, a slender samurai sword was drawn!

"[Rank B Talent: Muramasa Demon Blade]!"

"Whatever you call weird!"

"I'll cut them all open and show you!"

Holding the samurai sword, Komura Shufu was about to swing the hilt.

"Snap—"

"Clap clap clap—"

next moment!

His face, arms, chest, and thighs were suddenly covered with a dense mass of pustules. These pustules swelled and wriggled, twisting into the words "scum," "scoundrel," and "waste"!

"What?!"

"What...what is this?!"

"How dare you lay a hand on me! How dare you!!!"

"Boom—"

Before the village hermit could react, the pile of faces exploded, and blood rained down on his body...

"Puff puff puff—"

Countless pustules burst open on Komura Shufu's body! He exploded like a human bomb, turning into a cloud of blood mist and dissipating within the twisted, writhing flesh...

"ah!!!!!"

Screams echoed through the "world of flesh walls".

Meanwhile, I also lingered in the second-floor cafeteria.

"Boom—"

At the dining table, Komura Shov's head exploded, and his headband, along with blood, flew through the air!

An Lan stared intently at the data on Xiao Cunxiufu's headband. The value on it jumped from the initial [-5] to [-20], and finally reached a high of [-50]!

It goes without saying!

He must have done something in the "other world" that exacerbated the pollution.

"Bang!!!"

Blood splattered on the table, and the headless corpse of Xiaocun Xiufu collapsed. Fu Jie and Yan Bing, who had been hesitant to eat, immediately stopped and looked at Yuwen Ji in bewilderment!

"This...this..."

"Mr. Yuwen, you can't eat that food!"

"It seems this guy entered that world after finishing his meal..."

"But that's not right! If we don't eat, won't the [Crazy Nurse] still target us?!"

"This...this is another dead end?!"

The two continued arguing, their eyes constantly glancing at the approaching "ghost nurse" behind them.

Behind Yuwen Ji, the twisted, pitted face of the "Ghost Nurse" was already resting on his shoulder. Maggots and pus crawled out of the rotting face, staining his hospital gown, and the air was filled with a sour stench!

But he seemed unmoved, his fingers slowly tapping the table, his eyes beneath the headband staring at the corpse of the village hermit for only a moment before...

"come over!!!"

In the blink of an eye!

Yuwen Ji suddenly stood up and grabbed the headband zipper of the "British student" opposite him! With a forceful tug, he actually pulled the other person off the table and right in front of him.

"you!!!"

"Chinese! What are you doing?!"

"you..."

Beneath the headband worn by the "participant from the Russian Bear Country," anger was clearly gleaming in his eyes.

He stared at the top of Yuwen Ji's headband, as if waiting for something!

"snort--"

"Trying to stall for time with me?"

"Drag it on until I'm corrupted enough to enter that world?!"

"Feel sorry!"

"Now...either use your abilities to cleanse me of the contamination! Or...die right now!!!"

"Click click click—"

With both hands gripping the neck of the "participant from the Russian Bear Country" tightly, Yuwen Ji's eyes were extremely sinister!

"Choose......"

"Whether I strangle you to death or heal me, let's both survive!"

"Click click click—"

Although he was given a choice, Yuwen Ji exerted himself extremely, showing no sign of letting up.

The physical attributes of an S-rank talent have been enhanced to a certain extent. Even the towering and burly "bear-man" was now struggling to breathe under the weight of those arms!

"Uh...uh—you...you bastard...you...you..."

Beneath the headband, the voice of the "participant from the Russian Bear Country" gradually became hoarse. And on Yuwen Ji's left shoulder, the rotting face of the "ghost nurse" began to intertwine with his shoulder like fleshy buds, as if trying to attach itself to Yuwen Ji's shoulder.

In an instant, the sounds of granulation and bone cracking began to intertwine.

An Lan silently observed everything, her gaze fixed on the numbers on Yuwen Ji's headband.

[-15]...[-16]...[-17]...

His "pollution level" drops very slowly, enough to sustain him until he kills the "Russian participant".

Fu Jie and Yan Bing, however, have different situations.

The former had a number of -20 displayed on his headband, as if he had already entered the 'polluted world'. He was sitting blankly at the dining table with his eyes wide open.

the latter?

Yan Bing's body surface flickered with a faint light once more...

"Buzz—"

The numbers jumping on the headband, and the approaching "ghost nurse" from behind, all vanished and retreated in that instant!

"Is it a [talent] ability?!"

"Is her ability to eliminate hatred and negative effects all at once?"

"This is the second time she's used her ability... How many more chances does she have?!"

Looking at Yan Bing, An Lan's eyes were filled with envy.

This is what a highly gifted person looks like!

The fault tolerance probability of [the instance] is much higher than that of others!

"Uh—uh—"

at last!

At the dinner table, it was finally the "participant from the Russian Bear Country" who couldn't hold on any longer. A vibrant green tea leaf slowly appeared in his left palm, which he offered to Yuwen Ji...

"Here...for you..."

"Let go..."

"Tsk—"

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this sooner?"

"Do you think I can't see what you just did? If you can't get through a level yourself, you threaten others to carry you through! In the [Instance World], low-level [Talented Individuals] are nothing more than nourishment and toys for high-level [Talented Individuals]!"

"Ugh—"

Snatching the tea leaf, Yuwen Ji casually stuffed some food into his headband. After inserting the tea leaf into the hole in the headband, the numerical values ​​on his headband visibly and rapidly returned to normal, and the eerie nurse behind him abruptly disappeared...

but!

Even after he returned to normal, he still didn't let go!

"Click click click—"

"Click click click—"

The hand kneading the neck of the "participant from the Russian bear country" was still applying force!

"Uh—uh—"

"Chinese..."

"How could you... how could you break your promise... you... you..."

The "participant from the Russian Bear Country" trembled, his eyes glaring at Yuwen Ji with resentment. Yuwen Ji merely smiled faintly: "Who said I broke my word?"

"I told you, clean up the pollution..."

"But do you mean I'll let you go after the pollution is cleaned up?!"

"If you don't want to die! You still have a few chances left... so create a few [tea leaves]!!!"

"Click!"

"ah----"

With increasingly forceful kneading, the neck of the "Russian participant" twisted grotesquely. Tears, caused by excruciating pain, streamed continuously from the empty eyes in his headband...

"..."

An Lan watched this scene silently, feeling a strange sense of sympathy for the fallen.

Regardless of nationality or ethnicity, in the [Dungeon World], weakness is the original sin!

In other words, his own abilities were of little use to Yuwen Ji.

otherwise...

Who knows, once I'm in here, I might end up like this 'participant from the Russian bear country,' being exploited like a tool!