Chapter 83

"Logical relationship..."

No matter how you look at it, the superpower called "Resonance" has already exceeded everyone's understanding.

In this bizarre place, there are not only people like gods but also madmen scattered throughout the streets. Numerous participants are being slaughtered here at will, and now they can even obtain superpowers...

If this isn't a dream, who would believe it?

"Qixia..." Zhang Chenze looked at Qixia's injuries, his expression filled with worry, "You didn't deceive Jiang Ruoxue just now. What should we do next?"

"Deceive?" Qixia, holding her wound, shook her head, "I didn't deceive anyone; I really want to give up."

"Ah?" The two were genuinely taken aback, "You really want to give up?"

"Yes." Qixia's eyes were like still water, "I have such a large hole in my body. It's impossible for me to continue participating in the game."

Zhang Chenze and Linping never expected Qixia to give up so decisively and were at a loss for what to do.

"Don't lose heart. I know some bandaging techniques," Linping said, "Let's find a place to stop the bleeding first. There are still many days left, and it's too early to give up."

"Stop the bleeding..." Qixia looked up at the sky; this day had felt exceptionally long, and it was only evening now.

"Yes, Qixia..." Zhang Chenze echoed, "You have the best chance of collecting 3,600 'Dao.' If you give up, we really don't know what to do."

...

The three found a dilapidated massage parlor to take shelter.

According to Zhang Chenze's idea, the massage parlor had separate rooms and beds, which would at least allow Qixia to rest and recover.

This massage parlor, like other buildings, was almost completely ruined inside, but they managed to find some curtains.

Linping tore the curtains into strips and prepared to bandage Qixia.

Zhang Chenze also cleaned a single-person sofa. The two helped Qixia onto the sofa and then took off her shirt.

Qixia's shirt was completely soaked in blood, feeling heavy in their hands. With just a slight twist, the blood dripped down.

At this moment, the two finally understood that, as Qixia had said, her injuries were so severe that she could barely stand, let alone continue the game.

Linping looked at Qixia's wound and felt a sense of unease.

The bald man had twisted the blade as he stabbed Qixia's shoulder, causing the wound to blossom into a red flower of flesh. This not only tore the skin but likely damaged the underlying muscle tissue.

"We can't stitch the wound..." Linping said, "You'll have to bear with it while I bandage you."

"Bandaging won't help." Qixia took out an old metal lighter from her pocket, "Find a piece of dry wood and light it to stop the bleeding."

"This..." Linping hesitated, taking the lighter, "It might be very painful..."

"It's fine..." Qixia was about to say something when she suddenly heard a faint noise nearby.

The sound was rhythmic, like something repeatedly hitting the wall.

"What's happening?"

"Shh!" Qixia hushed them, listening carefully, "There seems to be someone in this building."

"Someone?" The two quickly lowered their voices and listened carefully. There was indeed something moving inside.

"It might be a native..." Qixia slowly stood up, "We don't know if it's dangerous. Let's find another place."

"No, your injuries don't allow you to move around. I'll go check," Zhang Chenze said, "We've been here for so long; if it were dangerous, we would have died already."

"No..." Qixia tried to stop Zhang Chenze, but she was quick and had already rushed out. Qixia turned to Linping, "Quickly stop her; there's no need to take the risk."

Linping nodded and hurried after her.

However, the massage parlor was not large, with only four rooms on either side of the corridor. Zhang Chenze found the room with the noise in just a few seconds.

She thought for a moment and knocked on the door.

"Chenze!" Linping whispered anxiously, "Be careful of the natives!"

"The natives won't harm us." Seeing no response, Zhang Chenze pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a foul smell hit them, forcing them to take a step back.

Inside, a gaunt man was facing away from the door, massaging the back of a "customer" on the bed.

The two gasped in shock at the sight.

Yes, the natives wouldn't harm them.

But their behavior could make anyone's spine chill.

The "customer" on the bed was a mummy, and the gaunt man was pressing his hands repeatedly on the mummy's back.

He had been pressing for a long time, and the mummy's back was flattened, with foul-smelling liquid splattered all over the bed.

"Customer... Is the pressure okay... Customer... Is the pressure okay..."

The gaunt man, lifelessly asking, continued to press down forcefully.

His hands hit the bed, making a "thud, thud" sound.

The two girls stood there, frozen in place.

Qixia slowly walked over, reached out from behind them, and closed the door.

"Don't let it affect you."

After saying that, Qixia found a relatively clean room and sat on the bed, "Go find some wood."

Linping snapped out of her daze, realizing that stopping Qixia's bleeding was the priority, and quickly turned to find dry wood.

Meanwhile, Zhang Chenze looked at the room thoughtfully and asked after a few seconds, "Qixia, do you think these people were once like us?"

Qixia didn't answer but said to Zhang Chenze, "Lawyer Zhang, don't be so impulsive in the future. If it wasn't a native in that room but a group of desperados like the bald man, what would you do?"

Zhang Chenze slowly lowered her head and replied, "I was a bit 'concerned and confused.' If we can't rest here, your injuries will worsen."

"Concerned and confused?" Qixia felt a bit awkward. After thinking for a moment, he said to Zhang Chenze, "Lawyer Zhang, you should know that I saved you from that giant microwave only because it was necessary to win the game. It doesn't mean I have any special regard for you."

"I know..." Zhang Chenze nodded, "Maybe it's because of Officer Li. A good person died right in front of me... I'm worried you might end up the same way."

"A good person...?" Qixia fell silent.

He recalled the story Officer Li told him on his deathbed.

Was Officer Li really a "good person"?