While Lin Sanjiu was still in a daze, Silvan, who was standing at the other end of the shelf, suddenly raised his hand. A bright white light shot straight at her face. When Silvan went all out, his combat power had reached an incomprehensible level. At that moment, Lin Sanjiu didn't have the time to think. She only realized that Silvan had attacked her when the white light brushed past her ear.
Time seemed to slow down.
After a long and incomprehensible half a second, she heard a small, popping sound beside her. It was only then that she realized that Silvan's target wasn't her, but something beside her.
She turned her head slowly and saw a face poking out from between the bottles on the shelf.
If that face could breathe, its breath would have hit Lin Sanjiu's face. However, even without Silvan's attack, Lin Sanjiu didn't think that the face could breathe. There was indeed a long, tendon-like neck underneath the face. That was the extent of its resemblance to a normal human being. There was no space on the shelf for a body.
As if it was made of ceramic, the head that stuck out from the shelf broke into several pieces in front of her eyes and fell to the floor. Amid the white bones, brain matter, black hair, and red blood, there was a soft and relatively intact face. Lin Sanjiu couldn't even tell what had broken it.
Silvan had already rushed to her side. Since he could not speak, he held her shoulders and helped her to take a few steps to the side.
If Lin Sanjiu wasn't the unlucky target, she would have applauded the woman.
It was impossible for the woman not to have heard the volunteer's voice. Gosh, it had only been a few seconds since she heard the volunteer's voice. When the woman realized that she was included in the game, her first reaction wasn't shock. Instead, she seized the opportunity when Lin Sanjiu and Lin Sanjiu were still in shock to launch a second attack.
If Silvan's reaction was half a blink slower, she would have been hit by that face. She didn't know what that face could do to her, but she was glad that she didn't have to find out the answer. When she was hit, Silvan would definitely be distracted. While he was distracted, the woman could attack her real target.
"Are you alright?" Lin Sanjiu quickly checked him from head to toe. When she saw that he shook his head and didn't seem to be missing anything, she let out a sigh of relief. "We better not get separated again," she whispered to him while activating her [Higher Consciousness Scan].
The woman had already blended into the environment, so she didn't know if her [Higher Consciousness Scan] would work, but she had to give it a try.
The volunteer, who seemed to know nothing about the conflict just now, continued to speak loudly from the other side of the mall, "Everyone in the mall, please gather at the entrance as soon as possible! I'm sorry, but you don't have the right to refuse or back out now. "
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and calmed herself down.
"Alright, it seems like we have to enter the game together with our pursuers."
As they walked toward the entrance of the mall, both of them were extremely tense. Lin Sanjiu felt as if there were shadows lurking in every corner of the aisle formed by the shelves, watching them. Lin Sanjiu almost believed that she saw a pair of eyes between two boxes of washing powder. However, when she looked again, the washing powder was still the washing powder, and the shelves were still the shelves.
Lin Sanjiu couldn't stop herself from thinking about what would happen if she were to be touched by those human limbs that stretched out from the shelves. She had a feeling that those arms, faces, and eyes were trying to touch her with a kind of thirst.
Silvan walked beside her silently. His presence was a zone of absolute safety. Lin Sanjiu knew very well that no danger could approach from the left. With this knowledge in mind, she used her [Higher Consciousness Scan] to scan every crevice around her. No matter how she looked at it, she wanted to provide the same sense of security for Silvan as much as she could.
"Welcome, welcome," a volunteer in the same outfit stood at the entrance. He waved at them from afar, "Please gather here!"
Lin Sanjiu could tell that he was trying his best to play the role of a volunteer. However, compared to the previous volunteers, this one's attitude and tone were a lot more casual. There were only three posthumans standing behind him. Their faces were filled with wariness and suspicion. Their eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, especially Silvan.
"Please wait a moment," the volunteer patted the self-checkout counter beside him. He suddenly raised his voice and said, "There is one more person who hasn't arrived yet."
His words were obviously meant for the woman at the back.
Everyone waited in silence for a while. Between the layers of shelves under the ceiling, there was no sign of the woman.
Could it be that she was taking advantage of the right time and place to hide?
"Isn't this making things difficult for me?" the volunteer grumbled. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and looked at it. "Ah, so it's this kind of ability …" He looked at the note and said to himself in sudden realization, "No wonder he didn't come out."
Lin Sanjiu quivered. She quickly took a big step forward and asked softly, "Excuse me, what is her ability?"
The volunteer turned his head and glanced at her from behind his mask. He quickly folded the piece of paper again.
"Can you give me a hint? I'm quite curious. "Lin Sanjiu tried her best to smile as if nothing had happened." This isn't against the rules of the game, right? "
"That won't work either," the volunteer gestured at her with the back of his hand, gesturing for her to return to the group of unlucky people who participated in the game. "If I tell you, I might give you an unfair advantage …"
Perhaps he was unhappy that the woman had yet to appear, so he thought for a moment and added, "I can only say that asking her to come out is as annoying as squeezing a pimple on your face."
Lin Sanjiu, who never had a pimple, nodded and stood back. Silvan seemed like he was trying to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't laugh or say anything. He didn't even think about who she was doing this for.
"Fine, you forced me to squeeze a pimple," the volunteer grumbled. He took out a pen from his pocket and scribbled a long paragraph on the piece of paper. Lin Sanjiu craned her neck to look at the shelves in the distance. As she waited for the woman to be squeezed out, she asked in her mind, "Did you see that?"
"Yes," Mrs. Manas answered.
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