Chase Game

The figure was tall and thin. Ling Yi compared the figures of the other six players and found that none of them resembled him.

Players' physical appearance will generally not change when they enter a dungeon.

In the [Fire of Destruction] instance, I don't know how others are, but Ling Yi still has her original appearance, only her clothes and hairstyle have changed.

Modern-style everyday casual wear has been transformed into the simple cloth robes and long gowns of impoverished scholars.

Her short, neat hair has now grown into waist-length hair, thankfully it's been tied up.

His simple clothes and long hair did not make him feel uncomfortable, nor did they restrict his movements in the slightest.

Therefore, he quickly stepped aside to observe.

"Hmm...judging from his build, he's probably not a player. It's a pity it's too dark to see his face..."

Ling Yi analyzed in his mind.

If it's not a player, it's most likely an NPC with a special storyline.

"Interesting, let's take another look..."

Since he had already arrived at the outer city and was not far from the Meng residence in the inner city, he wouldn't mind staying a little longer.

The dark figure also moved among the refugees lying haphazardly, turning his head left and right as if searching for something.

He would glance at adults and the elderly with a quick look, his gaze never lingering.

He, however, was like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, greedily yet cautiously yearning for those children.

However, most of the young children were surrounded by adults, or even held in their arms, while only a very few children were squeezed alone on the outside.

So, the shadowy figure locked onto a target.

It was a young boy of about three or four years old, with only a few tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body.

He was squeezed to the periphery of the crowd, curled up in a ball, shivering, like a stray lamb.

The shadowy figure approached the boy and picked him up with increasing caution. Perhaps feeling the warmth, the boy stopped trembling, and his face relaxed a bit.

Then, the dark figure hurriedly left towards the outskirts of the city.

Ling Yi, who was in the shadows, witnessed everything. In order to find out what was going on, he followed the shadowy figure.

Ling Yi followed the shadowy figure through a maze of twists and turns, and after more than half an hour, they entered a cave.

Flames were rising from inside the cave, and Ling Yi had a bad feeling.

After leaving the outer city, the shadowy figure basically jogged over.

Logically speaking, this level of turbulence should have been enough to wake the little boy, right?

When the little boy wakes up and finds that he has been taken away by a stranger, he will probably cry, right?

Even if the shadowy figure covered his mouth, there should still be some whimpering sound, right?

However, I didn't hear a sound at all.

unless……

Ling's expression darkened, and she immediately used [Reversal Hourglass], switching her identity to that of the pursuer.

At the same time, karmic causes accumulate, and good results arise instantly—the Vajra body!

He stepped into the cave in a few strides, and what came into view was an extremely terrifying scene.

Inside the cave, a fire was burning, and on top of it was a large pot. In the boiling water, a cylindrical object with five forks at the end floated on the surface.

Bloodstains and bones were scattered everywhere on the floor of the cave.

By the light of the fire, the true face of the shadowy figure was revealed to Ling Yi.

This was an old man whose facial features immediately reminded Ling Yi of a "rat".

The mouse, holding an axe, aimed it at the little boy's arm, about to chop it down, but its attention was drawn to Ling Yi, who burst in.

"Who...who are you?!"

When the mouse saw the stranger enter, its pupils contracted sharply and its breathing became rapid.

Seeing the scene inside the cave, Ling Yi understood without needing to say more.

Cannibalism.

Disasters bring famine, and people in extreme hunger constantly push the boundaries of what it means to be human.

There have even been absurd phenomena such as cannibalism.

Can such a person still be called a human being?

Ling Yi is not a thinker, nor does he want to think about it.

All he knew was that he would be very unhappy if he didn't punch this stinky rat hard in the face.

The mouse became timid when it saw the stranger approaching it silently.

But seeing that his opponent was unarmed while he himself had an axe, he regained some confidence.

"Okay...okay, okay, you've delivered yourself to my doorstep...so stay and give me some extra food!"

The rat had a ferocious appearance and raised the axe to chop it up.

However, Ling Yi simply used two fingers to gently pinch the axe blade, preventing it from advancing an inch.

To the mouse's astonishment, a fist grew larger and larger in its eyes.

With a muffled thud, the rat was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

Then, Ling Yi turned around and looked at the little boy; his body was completely unharmed.

He had only a piece of burlap covering his mouth and nose, and his face was ashen.

Ling Yi tore off the burlap, checked his breath, and then reluctantly moved his fingers to his heart.

He only withdrew his hand when his identity changed back to that of a fugitive.

It's beyond saving.

To prevent the little boy from making any noise along the way, the mouse covered his mouth and nose with burlap, suffocating him to death.

For rats, it doesn't matter since they're going to die anyway.

The only way to save him is to try again.

Ling Yi definitely wouldn't use it here.

He felt a little regret, but he quickly dismissed it.

He then turned to face the rat that had been knocked unconscious on the ground.

Beating the game is his top priority right now.

Using a slightly unconventional method, Ling woke up the unconscious rat.

Now, his right eye is swollen and he has lost his sight, and his hands and feet are burned, leaving him unable to move.

The rat was terrified and trembled uncontrollably. As Ling Yi approached, he found that his lower body was wet.

A foul stench filled the air; it was laughable that a cannibal would be so terrified.

Ling Yi stood with his back to the fire, about two or three meters in front of the rat.

Because he was facing away from the light source, Ling Yi appeared completely black from the rat's perspective, looking no different from a demon returned from hell.

The "evil spirit" spoke up: "I ask, you answer, do you understand?"

"I...I understand!"

The mouse answered tremblingly, saying that he not only looked like a mouse, but was also as timid as one.

Indeed, there's some truth to judging a person by their appearance.

The wisdom of our ancestors!

"Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going?"

Ling Yi asked the three philosophical questions, changing the subject.

"He...they all call me Old Fool...I...I come from Dongshan Village. My family suffered a disaster, and I had to flee..."

Old Han?

That's ridiculous! A mouse is a better representation.

Ling Yi thought to himself.

However, he continued to ask:

"What disaster happened? Tell me in detail!"

Perhaps Ling Yi's tone was too sharp, which frightened the old man, because he became increasingly hesitant and stuttering as he spoke.

After finally listening to the whole thing, Ling Yi still had to organize and summarize it herself.

Originally, Dongshan Village was a small village nestled against the mountains and forests, with a total population of just over one hundred.

They managed to make a living by cultivating the barren land and hunting for wild game in the forest.

Not long ago, a fire suddenly broke out in the mountains and forests. The fire quickly spread to Dongshan Village and engulfed it.

Fortunately, it was broad daylight, and everyone was able to run away. If they had fallen asleep at night and discovered the fire, it would have been too late!