After completing the bizarre game, the world experienced a global resurgence of strange occurrences.

Chen Zhuo's voice was icy: "Since the money and goods have been settled, there's no need for such a person to continue staying in the team."

Keeping her around will only cause a lot of trouble in the future, dragging the whole team down!

Ruan Ning looked at the middle-aged woman who was lying on the ground, trembling like a leaf, and a chilling light surged in her eyes.

"Mr. Chen means..."

She raised her hand and gently stroked her neck from left to right.

Upon seeing this action, the middle-aged woman was terrified.

The arrogance she had just managed to maintain had completely vanished.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time!"

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, begging the two men for mercy.

However, no matter how much she begged for mercy, she could not sway Chen Zhuo and the other man's mind.

"Killing them directly would be too wasteful."

After hearing Mirror Ghost's account, Chen Zhuo gently shook his head.

"Why not let her make the most of her abilities!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Zhuo walked up to the middle-aged woman under Ruan Ning's questioning gaze and grabbed her collar.

The middle-aged woman screamed and flailed her arms and legs wildly, trying to break free from Chen Zhuo's wrist.

However, in the face of absolute power, everything is in vain.

Chen Zhuo was seen carrying the middle-aged woman with one hand, walking straight towards the ward door.

When Ruan Ning saw Chen Zhuo raise his hand to grasp the doorknob, her expression changed, and she quickly tried to dissuade Chen Zhuo from making any rash moves.

But before she could finish speaking, Chen Zhuo opened the ward door and led the middle-aged woman into the corridor!

The remaining survivors in the ward gasped in shock upon witnessing this scene.

They had never seen Chen Zhuo in action and were unaware of his power.

Therefore, there was some recognition of Chen Zhuo's reputation among middle-aged women.

But they are self-aware and know what they should and shouldn't say.

Therefore, in their eyes, Chen Zhuo's actions were tantamount to suicide!

Chen Zhuo, standing in the corridor, turned to Ruan Ning and said, "Close the door and seal it tightly."

Seeing this, Ruan Ning hesitated for a moment, but faced with Chen Zhuo's unquestionable tone, she finally raised her hand, closed the ward door, and sealed it again.

Unable to contain their curiosity, the survivors in the room all tiptoed to the small window on the ward door, eager to know what would happen next in the corridor.

In the corridor, Chen Zhuo threw the middle-aged woman to the ground, and something appeared in his hand at some point.

It was a palm-sized frosted glass bottle containing half a bottle of unidentified liquid, which looked like a bottle of perfume.

Ruan Ning, standing by the small window, widened her eyes and stared at what Chen Zhuo was holding.

Others might not know what it was, but she, as the one who pushed the door open, naturally knew.

What Chen Zhuo was holding was yet another treacherous artifact!

Ruan Ning was filled with shock and turmoil, and couldn't help but wonder, "Just who is Chen Zhuo? How many strange weapons does he possess?"

From the moment we left until now, Chen Zhuo has possessed at least three mysterious artifacts.

Moreover, among them are extremely rare sealed artifacts!

Not only that, judging from Chen Zhuo's appearance, he doesn't seem to care about using the strange artifact.

It's important to know that the more powerful a weapon is, the fewer times it can be used!

It was at this moment that Ruan Ning suddenly realized what was happening.

What Chen Zhuo said earlier wasn't that he had no way, but rather that there was no need for such complicated methods; a direct, brute-force approach would suffice!

Chen Zhuo exerted a little force and unscrewed the cap of the glass bottle.

The liquid was dripped onto the middle-aged woman's body.

The moment the liquid left the glass bottle, the hemp rope hanging from the ceiling began to move wildly.

The middle-aged woman looked up at the dense ropes overhead and was terrified. She frantically tried to climb back up using both hands and feet.

But Chen Zhuo didn't give her that chance at all. With a light flick of his foot, he kicked her out, sending her crashing heavily into the middle of the corridor.

That strange artifact, called the "Trickster Perfume," is an extremely popular and harmful tool in bizarre games.

It has no inherent harmful properties; its only function is to create an irresistible attraction to the eerie surroundings in those who come into contact with it.

When Chen Zhuo first entered the bizarre game, he was tricked by this thing once in a game instance.

At this moment, all the ropes in the corridor were completely captivated by the middle-aged woman in the center of the corridor.

Taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, Chen Zhuo immediately released his eerie energy to search for the hanged man's true form among the dense corpses on the ceiling.

Ruan Ning spent several days and made numerous attempts to pinpoint the true form of the body, but failed. However, Chen Zhuo accurately locked onto it the moment his strange aura swept over it!

Chen Zhuo slowly raised his head, facing one direction of the ceiling.

The hanged man's true form is among that pile of corpses!

Chen Zhuo flashed past, instantly crossing the middle-aged woman who was on the verge of death in the middle of the corridor.

When he reached the bottom of the main body, just as he was about to completely annihilate it.

A sharp, piercing screech suddenly came from the mouth of the corpse forest on the ceiling!

The man with the hanging neck seemed to sense the dangerous aura emanating from Chen Zhuo.

After strangling the middle-aged woman to death, he quickly retaliated, trying to stop Chen Zhuo from taking action.

With a series of hissing sounds, the corpses on the ceiling fell to the ground in unison, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The moment it landed, it twisted its limbs and lunged at Chen Zhuo!

Rotting flesh lay on the floor, leaving streaks of foul-smelling black marks.

At the same time, countless hemp ropes fell like a torrential rain, splitting into two groups and heading in different directions.

The group heading towards Chen Zhuo split into two again.

A portion of it coalesced into a thick rope whip, lashing out with a whooshing sound as it struck his vital points!

The other group waited for an opportunity to restrain Chen Zhuo's hands and feet, thus limiting his movements.

The other group, however, fired at an extremely fast speed towards the unconscious patients on both sides of the corridor.

Seeing this scene from the small window, Ruan Ning's face turned pale, and she thought to herself, "This is bad!"

"This damn weirdo is planning to kill these people in order to increase its own strength."

We absolutely cannot allow it to succeed, or the consequences will be unimaginable!

Without hesitation, Ruan Ning opened the door and rushed toward the patient closest to her.

She immediately activated the magical artifact in her hand, cutting the few ropes closest to her.

As she brandished the strange weapon, a strange aura emanated from her body.

The next moment, Ruan Ning's long, black hair spread wildly from behind her head, heading towards the patient in the distance.

With unusually agile movements, Guifa quickly pulled the unconscious patient from the ground to Ruan Ning's side.

But there were too many ropes, and they were moving at an astonishing speed.

Even more fatally, the distance between them and those patients was far shorter than the distance between Chen Zhuo and his companion and them!

Despite using all her skills, Ruan Ning could only save about 10% of the patients.

Although Chen Zhuo repelled the corpses in the blink of an eye, he could only barely protect 60% of the patients from being hanged by the ropes!

As for the remaining 30% of patients, there was nothing they could do to help.

The unconscious patient awoke from suffocation, letting out a few short, piercing screams before being taken by the rope.

As these people died, the eerie aura emanating from the hanged man surged at a visible rate!

Upon seeing this, Ruan Ning turned ashen-faced and retreated to Chen Zhuo's side as quickly as possible.

"Such a dense, eerie aura...it's only a hair's breadth away from being a B-grade!"