Chapter 144 Angelina's Tea Party 13

With a gaping hole in his chest, he belatedly reacted to the pain in his arms, but as soon as he opened his mouth to scream, his leaking throat could only emit a wheezing, gasping sound.

"This woman is insane!"

Half of the greedy longing in the Black Bow Tie Servant's eyes had been shocked away. He shook his head in terror, but because he had lost both arms, he could not maintain his balance and plopped onto the floor.

The Black Bow Tie Servant scrambled backward on the floor like a maggot, still making that "wheezing" gasping sound.

"Is this woman crazy?! Did she not see the rules?!"

"If she kills me, and she wanders into the bedroom or study, who does she expect will lead her out?!"

Lin Xiangjun saw his confusion.

"I saw the rules." As she spoke, she grabbed the Black Bow Tie Servant by the collar and, as easily as picking up a chick, lifted him up and tossed him into the nearest Guest room, then followed him inside.

The Black Bow Tie Servant fell onto his back, dazed and disoriented. Before he could struggle to stand up, Lin Xiangjun stepped on one of his legs, leaned down, and before he could react, plunged a sharp knife into his chest.

The knife pierced his heart, head, and abdomen, stabbing through almost every vital spot.

"However, you aren't the only Black Bow Tie Servant. Since the bell can only be rung once anyway, keeping one Black Bow Tie Servant is enough; any more would just be a hassle."

She had already dealt with the first Black Bow Tie Servant she encountered earlier, keeping it just in case she needed to ring the bell, but as for the one under her feet now... Lin Xiangjun continued stabbing while carefully feeling the sensation under the knife tip.

The rules stated that the Black Bow Tie Servant used to be a Guest, but based on current experience, the Black Bow Tie Servant was clearly more rational and intelligent than the hungry Guests, obviously having undergone some kind of transformation.

This transformation reminded Lin Xiangjun of the book titled 《Parasitism》 in the living room.

Parasitism is a very interesting behavior; for example, the horsehair worm that parasitizes the belly of a mantis will control the mantis, guiding it to the water's edge, and then emerge from the mantis's belly to return to the water to reproduce. In short, a parasite living inside a host has the ability to control the host's behavioral patterns.

Thus, Lin Xiangjun had a bold hypothesis—could it be that something had parasitized the hungry Guests, allowing them to complete the transformation from "hungry Guest" to "Black Bow Tie Servant"?

Following this hypothesis, Lin Xiangjun naturally began to consider whether she could dig out that parasite.

It was perfect timing; just as she had the thought, an extra piece of experimental equipment practically fell from the sky.

"Generally speaking, parasites usually inhabit the host's blood, liver, lungs, digestive tract, or brain. But looking at you, almost chopped into dumpling filling by me, neither you nor your parasite are ordinary."

The blood was almost drained; nothing. The liver... nothing. The lungs... nothing. The heart... nothing. The digestive tract...

Lin Xiangjun's brow furrowed tighter and tighter. She even used the sharp knife to pry open the Black Bow Tie Servant's skull to check the brain, but still found no clues of any parasite.

Could her judgment be wrong? Was the change in the hungry Guests not caused by the mastermind BOSS's parasitism, but by some other reason?

As she stabbed, her confidence waned. Lin Xiangjun muttered to herself, and the placement of her knife strikes gradually deviated, no longer as targeted as before.

However, after Lin Xiangjun hacked around randomly and accidentally stabbed into the upper part of his throat, the tip of her knife finally encountered something hard, just as she had hoped.

Lin Xiangjun's eyes lit up.

The Black Bow Tie Servant, which had been relatively compliant and allowed Lin Xiangjun to do as she pleased, began to twitch violently like a slug sprinkled with salt the moment she touched that hard object.

Unfortunately for it, Lin Xiangjun's movements were crisp and efficient; she levered the knife handle against the bone of its chin, and a blood-stained, pink, gem-like object popped out.

The moment the object left its body, the Black Bow Tie Servant, which had been eviscerated but still twitching with tenacious vitality, suddenly went still.

It collapsed to the floor, clearly having completely lost its life.

The moment that pink stone left the Black Bow Tie Servant's body, a thick, almost tangible aura of eeriness suddenly burst forth from it!

The cramped Guest room was suddenly filled with an eerie aura. Lin Xiangjun's vision blurred, and a suffocating sensation rose in her throat, making it hard to swallow, as if someone were gripping her neck and shaking her head violently.

The scene before her spun in a dizzying whirl, and countless overlapping whispers instantly echoed in her ears—

"So hungry, so hungry, does anyone have food..."

"Let me have a bite, it smells so good—"

"I'm really going to starve to death, I'm going to starve to death, I can't take this life anymore, wuwuwu, who can give me something to eat..."

"A biscuit, just one biscuit, please, I'm really begging you..."

Her ears were ringing with a buzzing sound, and the faint scent of camellia drifted into Lin Xiangjun's nostrils.

Her consciousness had been somewhat blurred, but this familiar scent of camellia made her suddenly recall the White Bow Tie Servant that had exploded in front of her.

Shattered internal organs, the disgusting stench of rot, chunks of flesh stuffed into her nostrils... Lin Xiangjun's throat heaved, but unfortunately, the previous ordeal had completely emptied her stomach, leaving nothing to vomit. Even as her stomach contracted and spasmed, she could only manage to bring up a mouthful of acid.

"I am so fucking sick of this damn instance." Lin Xiangjun gritted her teeth, cursing while rinsing her mouth. "Who on earth created such a disgusting instance? Don't let me catch you, you dead pervert, or I will beat your brains out, ugh—"

Fortunately, after the bout of nausea, her consciousness cleared up quite a bit. She took the opportunity to down two bottles of potion and replenished some tea, only then cleaning up the scene.

She packed the dead Black Bow Tie Servant into a black plastic bag. This thing could be taken out to feed Patrick Star; it was all about recycling waste and not wasting resources.

After handling the food for Patrick Star, she found a pack of tissues to use as a pad and wiped the blood-stained object clean.

It was a pink stone made of an unrecognizable material. Its shape was irregular, but the color was uniform, lacking the spots or colored patches of a natural stone; it looked like a solid piece of plastic or some other artificial creation.

However, this color... Lin Xiangjun turned the stone twice in her hand, inexplicably reminded of the color of the camellias on the photo wall and the study wall.

It was almost identical.

Was it a coincidence?

Lin Xiangjun dismissed this thought. There are no such things as coincidences in an instance; there are only clues disguised as coincidences.