137: Chapter 137 Pinball Game

Having confirmed the strength of the opposing six-person team, Chen Mo had nothing to Fear.

He would take on four of them himself, while Xu Xiaoman would handle one, and Jiang Xinyi and the others would team up to take on the last one.

It would be enough if Lu Chengfeng could just draw his gun and cause some distraction.

However...

Chen Mo looked down at the glass marble in his hand.

He could feel that the wax figure trapped inside was none other than Lu Chengfeng himself.

Although he was expressionless, faint breathing sounds echoed from within.

"Hehehe, everyone is here!"

From the edge of the white chessboard, a giant, blister-covered claw reached out, followed by flesh piled up like swimming rings.

A massive figure slowly approached like a nightmare.

It was a Meat Mountain Monster; its body seemed to be composed of countless twisted pieces of flesh, each piece writhing restlessly and emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.

As the monster climbed, the chessboard began to shake violently.

Once its body fully occupied a quarter of the chessboard, it stretched out its short limbs and sat cross-legged in one corner.

Two head-sized eyes suddenly shot out crimson light.

An intense Fear rushed towards them, like ten thousand arrows fired at once, instantly crushing everyone present to the ground.

Except for Xu Xiaoman and the Man in Military Uniform, everyone else collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads and screaming violently.

Chen Mo also fell to the ground, clutching his head and shouting in pain.

Anyone still standing on the chessboard at this moment was, at the very least, an entity with a Mental Value as high as 500.

However, Chen Mo had to play the part of a Level 9 player well; although Chen Mo felt no discomfort, he still had to fall to the ground and roll around.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph!"

Seeing the group of weak humans suffering like ants, the Meat Mountain Monster revealed a satisfied smile.

It withdrew its Fear, letting the oppressive feeling vanish.

"Chen Mo... I didn't expect even you..." Su Qing covered her forehead, looking at Chen Mo in disbelief.

Jiang Xinyi and Meng Zhou also looked towards Chen Mo, dismissing the idea that Chen Mo might be a ruthless person capable of connecting two dungeons.

After all, even for a performance, it couldn't be acted this realistically. Who could express such a vivid look of pain?

Unless they had truly studied pain indices.

"Of course! I'm only Level 9, after all."

Chen Mo's breathing was rapid; he shook his head several times before returning to normal.

"Toys should act like toys. Do you like playing games?"

At this moment, a new round of voting was initiated within the Management Group.

However, this time, there was no difference in danger; each game, according to the Administrators, was equally dangerous.

The votes were overwhelmingly in favor of the marble game, and since Chen Mo couldn't influence it, he didn't vote again.

At this point, looking back at Lu Chengfeng, who had been turned into a glass marble, Chen Mo seemed to understand what was going to happen next.

The Meat Mountain Monster snapped its fingers lightly.

Among the 11 people, strange beams of light appeared on some of them.

Opening his eyes again, Chen Mo saw that Jiang Xinyi, Meng Zhou, and Su Qing had all disappeared.

In his palm, there was now an extra glass marble.

Opening his hand to look, the glass marble containing Su Qing's wax figure lay quietly in his palm.

Meanwhile, Xu Xiaoman held the glass marbles containing Jiang Xinyi and Meng Zhou in her hand.

Opposite them, the Forbidden Young Master and the Man in Military Uniform had not disappeared.

"What is this supposed to make us do? Directly kill our four teammates?" the Forbidden Young Master asked, confused.

Seeing the confused expressions on everyone's faces, the Meat Mountain Monster curled its lips slightly.

"Next, we will play a marble game. I assume you all played it when you were children, right?"

"Use your own marbles to knock the opponent's marbles into the pit. Whoever wins all the marbles from the opponent's hand first, wins!"

"Each of you has four marbles, but you must remember that inside the marbles are the wax figures of your companions."

"If a marble collides too many times, it is very likely to cause your companion's wax figure to shatter directly!"

"As for what the outcome will be... you should be able to imagine!"

"The winning side gets no reward, but the losing side will definitely face a penalty."

"Of course, you have one other option. That is, one side can simply admit defeat!"

Upon hearing this, the Forbidden Young Master couldn't help but wave his arms.

"Only a damn fool would admit defeat; stop joking around!"

"What on earth is this dungeon about? Are you using our own teammates' lives as blackmail right from the start?" the Forbidden Young Master yelled at the Meat Mountain Monster.

Although he usually acted like a spoiled playboy, punching and kicking the Little Fatty, when it came to a life-or-death situation, he knew that the Little Fatty was the only one who could tolerate his foul temper.

Haters are fans too; when there are enough of them, they become true fans. Perhaps that's exactly what he was.

Chen Mo's expression remained slightly calm; since the Management Group said the danger level wasn't high, he just needed to try his best to win.

Xu Xiaoman looked like she had no combat power, but in reality, her athletic ability was even stronger than his own. This might be able to be used as a trump card.

After explaining the rules of the game, the Meat Mountain Monster snapped its fingers lightly.

Upon opening their eyes again, rolling waves of heat rushed towards them.

The ground beneath their feet was soft and scorching, making it difficult to walk.

Beads of sweat slid down the side of Chen Mo's face, dropping one by one into the sand beneath his feet.

But within a second, those damp shadows were plundered by the environment, draining every drop of moisture.

The four of them had arrived in a vast, boundless desert.

Here, there was only a golden ocean and rolling heat waves, with an occasional tall cactus visible, stuck in the ground.

Chen Mo and Xu Xiaoman exchanged a look.

There was nothing in front of them, so what about behind?

After they turned around, their expressions instantly turned to shock.

Appearing before them were four giant glass marbles, so large that their height was almost equal to Chen Mo's.

And inside that transparent glass, the wax figures of Lu Chengfeng and the others were splayed out in a 'Big' ( big) shape, limbs outstretched like butterflies trapped in a spider web.

The only part of their bodies that could move was their eyes.

Their eyeballs were all shifted downwards, looking down at Chen Mo and Xu Xiaoman from there.

Perhaps Su Qing hadn't positioned herself well when she was turned into a glass marble.

Her face was pressed tightly against the inner wall of the glass marble, looking extremely abstract, as if dough had been rolled over by a rolling pin.

Xu Xiaoman hurriedly ran to the glass marble, carefully tapping on the surface through the glass wall.

She pressed her ear against the surface of the glass marble; thankfully, she could hear the breathing of the four people.

"Chen Mo, what should we do?" Xu Xiaoman looked at Chen Mo.

Walking past the four neatly arranged glass marbles, they reached the back side.

Across a sand trench, the Forbidden Young Master and the Man in Military Uniform stood opposite them.

Behind the two of them, four glass marbles were also neatly arranged.

The Man in Military Uniform remained expressionless, but the Forbidden Young Master wore a smile.

"We are two men, but opposite us is one man and one woman. There is already a gap in overall strength."

"And that man looks quite thin; his strength certainly isn't greater than mine. We are sure to win this game!"

The Man in Military Uniform ignored him, simply watching Chen Mo calmly.