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Bald Qiang, carrying the village chief, wasn't much faster than Jacket Uncle, and the old man, worried about his grandson, naturally followed Bald Qiang, trailing the chalk marks.
Jacket Uncle didn't forget to use his voice to inform his teammates of their location while he was entangled with Mountain Child. Seeing Mountain Child make a move, Bald Qiang immediately put down the old man and took over the fight.
Bald Qiang truly wasn't afraid of fighting a weakened version of Mountain Child. He was already the most skilled in combat among the three, and his weapon's attributes countered evil creatures. A barrage of skills quickly turned Mountain Child's lungs into a sieve.
Although frequently using skills consumed a lot of mental power, the effect was remarkably significant. Mountain Child had a chest full of nails and was so angry he nearly spat blood.
"I'm here to kill, not to be your punching bag!"
But no matter how furious it was, it couldn't do anything to its opponent. The same trick doesn't work twice on a Saint Seiya, let alone on Bald Qiang, who had already fought three rounds of monsters?
Mountain Child, whose chest was almost a pincushion, felt that this fight was going nowhere and decided to make a quick escape.
It had already run away a few times, so it skillfully slipped away with practiced ease.
Although Bald Qiang could fight back and forth with it, he couldn't stop the mist from escaping and could only sigh in despair as the BOSS fled into the distance.
After Mountain Child drifted away, it was also somewhat conflicted about what to do next.
Having been injured again, it was much weaker, but the weaker it became, the more it needed 'food' to help it recover.
Everything in the mountains was under its control, so it began to select its next target.
Then, under a special gravitational pull, Mountain Child chose Little Fatty.
Looking at the approaching mist, Little Fatty swallowed hard, his palms sweating as he clutched the item in his pocket.
"It really is me..."
Little Fatty was both scared and nervous, but a sense of admiration for the 'big leg' (Cheng Zhen) surged in his heart.
Based on Mountain Child's movement patterns over the past two days, Cheng Zhen already knew that while this guy had a brain, it wasn't much, and it essentially still acted like an AI with pre-written programs, adopting fixed behavioral patterns.
After attacking its first target, whether successful or not, it would immediately move towards the next target.
On the first night, Mountain Child lured away Green Hair, then attacked Cheng Zhen but was instead taught a lesson. On the second night, it failed to get a kill but still tried to sneak into Cheng Zhen's room.
Therefore, Cheng Zhen believed that after suffering setbacks earlier, this guy would still be foolish enough to go after the next target. This was why Cheng Zhen insisted that everyone split up, giving it an opportunity to strike.
If Cheng Zhen and Bald Qiang could take down the BOSS first, that would be ideal, but if the BOSS escaped, the best route would be to lead it towards Little Fatty.
Little Fatty's chance of being chosen was one-third. If he wasn't chosen, the danger level for the other two would greatly increase.
Whether out of a leader's responsibility or to protect his points, Cheng Zhen had to avoid losses.
So, he gave Little Fatty two items.
Mountain Child, guided by some inexplicable force, drifted towards Little Fatty.
It even faintly heard a strange hallucination:
"Unethical Navigation at your service!"
As it approached its target, it saw the other party holding a ball.
It was the village chief's grandson's rattan ball.
It designated children's toys as anchor points, selecting sacrifices as if choosing goods.
In a way, this ball was more like a shiny guiding marker than a child, leading Mountain Child forward.
Mountain Child didn't think too much and launched an attack as it had before.
Although Little Fatty had also dealt with Mountain Child's attacks, he wasn't as experienced as Bald Qiang, fumbling to dodge attacks and narrowly getting scraped by Mountain Child several times.
Blood gushed from his wounds, making him grimace in pain.
Mountain Child, having been thoroughly beaten by the two main damage dealers earlier, finally got its chance to shine and naturally fought with great vigor, gradually becoming more arrogant from its 'not giggling' state.
Little Fatty dodged left and right, appearing increasingly in danger.
He panted and prayed, then finally heard some faint sounds.
It was a greeting every student knew: "How are you?"
Little Fatty's mouth moved uncontrollably, then he loudly replied, "I am fine (I'm not fine!), thank you and you? (Help!!!)"
It was Han Meimei! She was using her skill to pinpoint and confirm her teammates' locations!
Mountain Child was initially wary, but because Han Meimei had locked onto Little Fatty's name, it was unaffected.
Unaffected by the skill, Mountain Child no longer worried, and because the others were nearby, it immediately launched a more rapid attack, wanting to quickly finish off Little Fatty.
To avoid the attack, Little Fatty dove to the ground and lay there for a long time without getting up.
Mountain Child thought he was out of stamina and grinned maliciously, preparing to deliver the final blow.
And Little Fatty also reached out, pulling an item from his inventory.
Because Little Fatty had only shown control methods and no attack methods in previous battles, Mountain Child confidently and boldly moved closer, not expecting that Little Fatty still had an item—
"[Item: Tony's Haircut Set]"
A hairdryer that can blow super hot air!
When Green Hair was taken away, Bald Qiang picked up his item.
Bald Qiang initially thought it was just a clue left by Green Hair, but Cheng Zhen went a step further than the others, realizing the item's clever use, so he gave it to Little Fatty, who was luring monsters with the rattan ball.
Although Little Fatty didn't have Green Hair's ability to greatly increase wind power, he could use the item's inherent function.
"Hot air function, on!"
Items produced within the Endless Game were of top-notch quality and functionality.
A hairdryer in the thousand-yuan range can reach hot air temperatures of 60℃ to 80℃, and an item bought with points would naturally be no less effective.
No waiting required, instant heating!
Being unprepared, Mountain Child was at close quarters with Little Fatty, naturally unable to avoid it.
"Roar ah ah ah!!!"
The sudden high-temperature air rapidly evaporated the mist, and Mountain Child, being one with the mist, could also feel the pain of its body evaporating.
A face-to-face kill was countered with a face-to-face kill!
Mountain Child clutched its face, roaring in pain. Because Little Fatty continued to blow hot air, it couldn't even mistify, otherwise it would only evaporate faster.
"Go, you're the fattest!!!"
Little Fatty, with a target, immediately activated his skill, making Mountain Child swell up again, and the surrounding mist instantly cleared.
With clear vision, Little Fatty was accompanied by another rope.
It restrained Mountain Child, dragging it along like a dog.
The familiar combo reawakened Mountain Child's fear.
"Good job!"
Under the chalk marks and Han Meimei's skill, Short-Haired Girl and Cheng Zhen both found the right spot.
Mountain Child, caught in the rope, was like a condemned prisoner on a gallows, about to bid farewell to this world.
It shouldn't have attacked.
It should have given up early, fled far away, to live another day.
But there are no 'ifs'.
African hunters put bait in a gourd to entice monkeys to reach inside. The small opening only allows an arm to enter, but a fist clutching food cannot be pulled out.
As long as the monkey lets go and drops the bait, it can leave.
But hunters rarely fail, because no monkey is willing to give up temptation.
Toys, food, sacrifices... It greedily wanted everything, and in the end, this greed was exploited, and it lost everything.
"Do you know? The sin of abducting and harming children is punishable everywhere."
Cheng Zhen showed a 'kind' smile to Mountain Child on the ground.
"But, I'm a kind person, so I'll give you a chance to ask and see if the Buddha can forgive you."
Immediately, he raised the wooden fish in his hand, and the golden light of merit illuminating the sky left this evil creature nowhere to hide—
"Now, go meet the Buddha!!!"
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