Bluntly Told the Honest Truth

Zhu Yan revealed an awkward, embarrassed smile.

"Uncle, my ability is actually quite embarrassing to talk about."

In terms of seniority, Feng Qiang was old enough to be Zhu Yan's grandfather.

But Zhu Yan felt Feng Qiang should be calling him 'bro', since Feng Yaozu had called him 'daddy' a few times before.

"It's not really an offensive type; it leans more towards defense, actually."

Hearing this, Feng Qiang immediately became interested. "Oh?!"

He loved fishing for this kind of information the most.

Most people wouldn't tell others their specific abilities; one could only slowly guess based on their performance when clearing dungeons.

What a pity. This kid probably wouldn't have the chance to run a dungeon with him.

Feng Qiang deliberately adjusted the red "Volunteer" armband on his sleeve, hinting to Zhu Yan that he was a good guy.

He wanted to probe further, but to his surprise, Zhu Yan opened his big, innocent eyes and offered the information on a silver platter.

"I can turn into a corpse. Not feigning death, but literally becoming a corpse."

As soon as he said this, the other four people in the car all turned to look at him.

"There's actually an ability like that?" Zhang Ze clicked his tongue in wonder. "Is it suspended animation, or something else?"

Zhu Yan observed Feng Qiang.

His answer was probably beyond Feng Qiang's expectations as well. The older man's expression noticeably brightened, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.

To be honest.

This ability was somewhat weak.

To Feng Qiang, it was the equivalent of lying flat and waiting to die.

How did this kid, who had nothing special about him, manage to survive two dungeons?

"It's not suspended animation, bro. It's not that advanced," Zhu Yan said with a simple, honest look, scratching his head with a silly smile.

"I can transform into the corpse of the family member that a player or horror creature cares about the most."

Whether horror creatures had families or not, Zhu Yan had no idea.

But that didn't stop him from making things up.

Feng Qiang was taken aback. "Kid, your ability is that interesting?"

It was indeed very interesting.

And wasn't this just perfect?

This young man's ability was probably similar to his precious son's, capable of inflicting some sort of mental attack on enemies, making it impossible for them to strike at that corpse.

Feng Qiang smiled.

Too bad, others were others, but he was himself.

His ability, Spatial Retrieval, didn't require him to see the "corpse" to directly rip out its internal organs.

No matter what this kid turned into, he would be completely unaffected.

Thinking of this, Feng Qiang burst into loud laughter.

"Who says your ability isn't advanced?"

He praised hypocritically, then casually fabricated an excuse to fish for Zhu Yan's ability level.

"What level are you? Later on, I plan to set up a self-defense squad in the neighborhood. If your level is high enough, you can join."

Zhu Yan was about to answer when Li Ming, sitting next to him, frowned.

"Kid, the ability is interesting, but you shouldn't casually reveal the specifics. It's too unsafe around here."

He glanced at Feng Qiang and added, "Uncle, please don't take offense."

"What I mean is, the culprit hasn't been caught yet, and who knows if they'll be caught in the future."

"That pervert is quite good at pretending. What if he has a way to infiltrate this squad of yours?"

The gentle, bespectacled old man next to them also nodded in agreement.

"That makes sense. You young people are prone to impulsiveness. You need to be extra cautious when talking about these things."

Feng Qiang's expression turned ugly for a moment, a detail Zhu Yan did not miss.

These two were actually quite righteous and outspoken.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yan didn't really need this kind of righteous advice, because it would prevent him from catching his fish.

On the contrary, these two had gotten in Feng Qiang's way and were probably going to end up on his hit list.

"Thanks." Zhu Yan smiled at the two players, looking incredibly honest.

"I mean, I can tell at a glance that none of you are bad people. Besides, this ability can't really be hidden when clearing a dungeon anyway."

"Uncle, my ability is level five."

"The corpses I can turn into now are completely indistinguishable from real ones."

Old geezer, just wait until I use Feng Yaozu's corpse to scare the living daylights out of you.

Zhu Yan muttered in his heart.

Feng Qiang chuckled twice.

This kid really looked simple and naive.

He had to hollow out everything from this kid's body to support his precious son!

He opened his mouth to say something, but the car had already stopped in front of a supermarket.

This was one of the larger supermarkets in the vicinity. It looked old, but it had three full floors inside.

Their car was the first to arrive.

Not far away, two or three trucks fully loaded with people were driving towards them.

They must be survivors from other neighborhoods in the area!

Zhu Yan's heart lifted slightly as he secretly raised his guard.

Right now, the remaining five people in the car hadn't received the prompt that the dungeon had officially begun. Everything before this was just the prelude.

The objective of the dungeon was to protect his own supplies from being robbed, and to counter-kill Feng Qiang.

If there were only six participants, there would be two possibilities.

The first was that the dungeon would begin immediately upon entering the supermarket.

However, only six people would be pulled into the dungeon.

The second was that the dungeon would only officially start after they finished gathering supplies and returned to the neighborhood.

But Zhu Yan leaned more towards the first possibility, because the Carnival Paradise wouldn't dawdle for that long.

Thinking of this, he was the first to jump out of the car and run into the supermarket.

If the dungeon started as soon as they entered the supermarket, then positioning would be extremely important!

"This kid." Zhang Ze shook his head. "Supplies are distributed according to need anyway, and no one is allowed to take extra. What's he in such a hurry for?"

"He's just young." Feng Qiang smiled understandingly.

Let him run for now.

In the end, all of this guy's assets would be his anyway!

The group walked into the supermarket one after another, but barely a few seconds after stepping inside, their expressions froze.

Without any warning, a familiar, cheerful female voice rang in their ears!

"Welcome, everyone, to the dungeon Smash, Grab, and Loot."

"This dungeon is currently under forced lockdown."

"With the exception of participating players and the existing official personnel inside the supermarket, no one else is allowed to enter."

The group couldn't help but look at each other. Even Feng Qiang was a little surprised.

A sudden... dungeon?

Li Ming and Zhang Ze were relatively familiar with each other, so they subconsciously stood a bit closer together.

The female voice continued its cheerful broadcast, but the content made their blood run cold.

"Please listen carefully to your tasks."

"Inside the supermarket, there is a notorious, psychopathic serial killer. Oh—"

The female voice paused, hinting at something deeper.

"Or perhaps, two."

On the other side.

Zhu Yan, who had run into the restroom, just thought this was utter bullshit.

What did she mean by two? The broadcast couldn't be talking about him, could it?

He dragged out Feng Yaozu's still-warm corpse and positioned it properly inside a toilet stall.

"Player, your task remains unchanged."

The female voice whispered right into Zhu Yan's ear.

However, what the other players heard was an entirely different set of instructions.

"Please find the player who rips out hearts and lungs, protect your supplies and your lives, and expose his true colors."

Li Ming, Zhang Ze, and the other two old men stood frozen in place. Zhang Ze's face turned pale as he jumped up and cursed.

"Fuck! What the hell is this supposed to mean?"