100: Chapter 100 Human Skin Clothing

Several rows of clothing racks were neatly arranged inside the store, filled with clothes, but because the light was too dim, the specific styles were unclear.

But Zhou Che clearly remembered that when they searched the second floor just now, this location was clearly a load-bearing wall.

There was no clothing store at all.

"I also remember there wasn't one!" Shen Fei nodded hurriedly, his voice trembling. "We were just resting next to this wall for two minutes earlier; this store absolutely did not exist!"

"It appeared out of thin air..."

Ruan Xiaoxiao hid behind Zhou Che, gripping his hem tightly, her face pale with fright.

Zhou Che's brows were tightly knitted.

He stared at the two plastic mannequins, a strong sense of horror rising in his heart.

The two mannequins stood straight, with no facial features, just smooth, bare surfaces.

Yet Zhou Che couldn't shake the feeling that they were watching him.

The entire clothing store exuded an intensely thick, eerie aura.

That cold, viscous smell was drifting out from within.

"It seems the source is right here."

Zhou Che took a deep breath and raised the blood moon scepter in his hand.

A crimson beam of light shot out, heading straight for the clothing store's glass door.

Everyone held their breath.

However.

The red light hit the glass door, like a stone sinking into the ocean.

There was no explosion, no sound.

It simply vanished.

It didn't even stir up a ripple.

"Damn it!" Wang Laowu couldn't help but curse. "What the hell is this thing? Even attacks are useless?"

Zhou Che's expression darkened.

It seemed they had no choice but to go in.

"Everyone listen up, get ready to enter this store."

He ordered in a deep voice, "Transcendent go in front, ordinary people follow in the middle. Once inside, do not touch anything randomly, and keep your eyes sharp."

"Wang Laowu, Shen Fei, you two go first. Captain Liu Ruyan, Luo Xi, you two follow behind. I will bring up the rear."

He quietly took out the book of rules from his embrace and gripped it in his hand.

Once there was any emergency, he would immediately write a rule.

This was his final trump card.

Wang Laowu and Shen Fei exchanged a glance and gritted their teeth.

Although they were scared to death, they still gripped their weapons and walked over first.

Pushing open the glass door, it made a harsh "creak" sound.

A much stronger stench of rot rushed toward them.

"Turn on your flashlights," Zhou Che said.

Several beams of light lit up simultaneously, illuminating the entire shop.

When the light swept across those rows of clothing racks.

"Ugh!"

Shen Fei, who was closest, was the first to lose control and bent over violently.

Immediately after, sounds of vomiting erupted one after another.

Everyone's face turned deathly pale, their stomachs churning violently.

Those were not clothes at all.

They were complete human skins.

Peeled neatly, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, even the fingernails were preserved.

Stretched out and hung on the hangers like dresses.

Some still had long hair, and some skin still showed scars and tattoos from when they were alive.

Densely packed, hanging in three full rows.

There were at least a hundred of them.

Everyone who went missing in the mall was probably here.

Everyone vomited until they were dizzy and disoriented, yet they dared not vomit on the floor.

They could only desperately cover their mouths and vomit into their own clothing pockets.

Some started crying while vomiting, trembling all over in fear.

The scene was both ridiculous and permeated with bone-chilling horror.

Zhou Che's stomach also churned, and he barely held it back from vomiting.

His face was pale as he gripped the blood moon scepter tightly.

These human skins were not ordinary dead objects.

His Perceiver Sequence could clearly feel it.

Inside every piece of human skin, there was a faint eerie aura and Transcendent energy.

It was like a strange object material refined by some kind of power.

"Stop vomiting! Pull yourselves together!"

Zhou Che barked, suppressing the commotion.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with these human skins."

He walked slowly along the racks, carefully observing the human skins.

When he reached the side of the display window, his footsteps stopped abruptly.

His eyes were locked on the two plastic mannequins.

Just now, when they were outside the store, these two mannequins were facing outward.

They had clearly seen the white dresses on the mannequins.

But now.

The bodies of the two mannequins had completely turned toward the inside of the store.

Their smooth faces were facing them directly.

"Who touched these two mannequins?"

Zhou Che's voice was cold, with a hint of imperceptible trembling.

Everyone stopped moving and looked in unison at the two mannequins.

"No! I didn't touch them!"

"I didn't either! We were just staring at the human skins when we came in; who would touch this for no reason!"

"It's too terrifying, we were dodging it, how could we possibly touch it!"

All the Transcendent shook their heads repeatedly, their faces deathly pale.

They weren't fools; how could they possibly touch things in the store at a time like this?

That meant.

These two mannequins had turned around on their own.

Just then.

"Clatter."

A slight sound.

The human skins hanging on the racks moved without wind.

They began to sway gently.

"Not good! Retreat!"

Zhou Che shouted.

Everyone turned and ran toward the door.

But when they reached the door, everyone was stunned.

The glass door, which was within reach just a moment ago, was now dozens of meters away.

This clothing store, which was originally only a few dozen square meters, seemed to have been infinitely elongated.

No matter how they ran, they were getting further and further away from the door.

"We can't run out! We are trapped!" Wang Zhiming shouted, his face deathly pale.

"Clatter! Clatter!"

The swaying sound grew louder and louder.

The human skins swayed more and more violently, as if a wind was blowing through.

"Blast them to pieces!"

Wang Laowu roared and rushed forward, wielding his machete.

He slashed at the human skin in the front.

With a "rip" sound, the human skin was slashed into two halves.

But nothing happened.

The human skin that had been slashed into two halves continued to sway on the hanger.

"It's useless! It's completely useless!" Wang Laowu shouted.

Shen Fei also threw out several talisman papers; the talismans stuck to the human skin and caught fire.

But they only burned a small hole before going out.

The human skin remained intact.

Their attacks, hitting these human skins, were just like hitting ordinary cloth.

They couldn't cause any damage at all.

Instead.

Their attacks seemed to have enraged these human skins.

They swayed even more violently.

"Swish!"

The few human skins at the very front detached from the hangers and floated up.

They didn't drift downward; they floated straight toward the crowd.

Spreading their arms, as if to embrace them.

"Watch out! Don't let them touch you!" Zhou Che shouted. "They want to possess people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of human skin floated in front of an ordinary survivor.

The survivor screamed in terror and turned to run.

But it was a step too slow.

The human skin wrapped around him all at once.

"Ah! Save me! Save me!"

He struggled desperately, trying to pull the human skin off.

But the human skin seemed to have grown onto him, wrapping tighter and tighter.

In just a few seconds.

His struggling stopped.

His body slowly became shriveled, and his skin lost its luster.