It's worth mentioning that Fatty, whose mind rarely spun, was actually doing some thinking today.

Having learned his lesson from Elizabeth's precedent, Fatty felt it was very unreliable to trust anyone else now.

So, without even listening to Little Green Hat's task, he wanted to drag the supermodel away and escape.

However, their ideas were diametrically opposed.

The supermodel seemed to believe Little Green Hat was an Angel sent by heaven to save her. Of course, no matter how hard Fatty stared at the top of that green hat, he couldn't see any halo or similar adornment.

As a result, the two parted ways.

Although Fatty didn't accept Little Green Hat's task, he was directly ordered by Little Green Hat "not to stay near the person performing the task."

Fatty hesitated for a moment, then parted ways with the supermodel, waiting nearby for her to complete her task.

While waiting, he kept tugging at the wolf skin on his body, afraid it would fuse further with him.

However, the supermodel who went to do the task disappeared for the entire day, and Little Green Hat also vanished.

Fatty waited and waited, but the supermodel who went to do the task didn't return.

Instead, Chu Changge arrived, along with an uninvited guest...

It was now deep in the night. Fatty, teary-eyed, was pinned to the ground by Xiao Qiao, who had appeared out of nowhere, looking like a virtuous woman about to be violated.

The last time he saw Xiao Qiao was in the driver's license instance.

But Fatty didn't recall this female celebrity displaying such ferocity back then.

"I've already told you my conjectures about this instance," Chu Changge said, looking at Fatty pinned to the ground. Moonlight glinted coldly off his glasses. "You've already started to fuse with this instance. Once the fusion is complete, it means true death. You'll never be able to go back."

Fatty was pressed firmly to the ground. By slightly turning his head, he could see Chu Changge standing beside him.

It was still deep in the night. Although the forest was somewhat dark, the moon had finally emerged.

Moreover, the trees in this area seemed malnourished and were therefore quite sparse.

Moonlight shone down on the relatively open ground.

He noticed Chu Changge seemed to have something tied to his arm.

"It's a piece of torn cloth I found in this instance," Chu Changge said, noticing Fatty's gaze. "If I didn't have this, I, having no connection to this instance, would soon be rejected from this place."

Even Xiao Qiao, who was pinning Fatty down, had a silk scarf-like item tied around her wrist.

However, she had hidden it in her sleeve, making it very hard to spot.

These two scoundrels seem to have conspired beforehand! Fatty thought. They had pinned him down the moment they arrived, making him unable to resist.

Fatty struggled to turn his head, looking at the battered knife in Chu Changge's hand.

[Rusty Fruit Knife]

If I remember correctly, this seems to be the piece of junk Chu Changge got from his first instance. Though it's called a fruit knife, it probably can't even cut fruit...

"Why do you still have this piece of junk... Wait, don't tell me you're planning to use this to cut off the clothes fused to me!" Fatty recoiled violently.

He wanted to offer some token resistance, but to his horror, he discovered the young woman pinning him down was immensely strong. Being pressed down by her felt like being trapped under a massive cauldron; he couldn't move an inch.

"I don't have a habit of carrying weapons," Chu Changge said, gripping the rusty fruit knife. "And we absolutely cannot use any items from this instance. Otherwise, even if we manage to separate the clothing, the flesh cut by the knife might also risk being assimilated."

Cutting flesh... Cutting flesh with a dull knife!

Fatty's mouth twitched violently several times, almost as if he were having a seizure.

It'll be painful... But it's still better than dying in this instance.

Thinking this, Fatty, still pinned down, gritted his teeth. "Go on, do it. I won't resist."

Xiao Qiao's clear voice came from above him. "You can't resist anyway."

It was the truth, but hearing it made Fatty want to cough up blood.

Xiao Qiao also seemed to have some reservations about the rusty knife in Chu Changge's hand.

Fatty was still bracing himself, eyes shut tight, waiting for the dull knife to cut his flesh, when a cold wind WHOOSHED by, making him shiver.

"Your knife is too rusty..." he heard Xiao Qiao's voice from above and couldn't help but nod silently in agreement.

But her next words made Fatty, who had been silently agreeing, freeze— "It would be better if I just ripped it off. You hold him down."

Rip it?!

Fatty twisted his head in horror, staring at the woman pinning him down as if she were a demon.

But Chu Changge shook his head, refusing outright.

Brother Chu really wouldn't resort to such violent methods. Fatty was a little touched.

But just then, Chu Changge suddenly said, "I can't hold him down."

Fatty silently turned his head back and tugged at his collar. This world is so cold.

"Don't worry," Chu Changge's voice came from behind him. "You have a lot of fat, and only a small part of you has fused with the wolf skin. You won't bleed too much."

At that moment, Fatty only felt a chill run down his spine.

Even though he was wearing clothes, he felt as if he were naked. Especially when Chu Changge's voice sounded; every time he spoke, Fatty suspected a rusty knife would suddenly stab through his kidney.

"There's no anesthetic here, so you'll have to bear with it..."

Here, Chu Changge paused again. "If you want to scream, go ahead and scream."

After all, screaming loudly in this instance wouldn't attract Evil Ghosts or similar entities; it would only attract other players.

Fatty's stomach pressed tightly against the ground.

The wolf skin had fused with a part of the skin on his back, so there was no need for an incision on his front.

He desperately gripped a handful of weeds with one hand and stuffed the other into his mouth, from which muffled, intermittent sounds escaped. "You... can start now."

Then, his back suddenly felt a sharp cold.

Chu Changge lifted the wolf skin off Fatty's back.

The parts where the wolf skin had fused with Fatty's skin were small: one area was on his left rear shoulder, and the other was on the side of his waist.

Although there were only two spots, being cut with a dull knife was excruciating, especially without anesthetic.

The person being cut would feel the knife continuously sawing at their flesh, a tiny bit at a time, each cut bringing immense pain.

It was somewhat similar to the ancient punishment of Lingchi, or death by a thousand cuts. Fortunately, Fatty didn't need to have all the flesh flayed from his body.

Xiao Qiao pinned Fatty down with one hand on the nape of his neck and the other on his back, a flashlight now clenched in her teeth.

Although Fatty's legs could still move, there was no way he could manage to kick Chu Changge, who was performing the 'surgery'.

When the first cut landed on Fatty's back, the other two present heard him suck in a sharp breath of cold air.

Blood welled up.

The dull knife slowly sawed through the tissue beneath the skin, its efficiency almost like grinding.

Fatty let out pathetic sobs. Chu Changge heard him sniffling several times, yet surprisingly, he still had the strength to speak.

He spoke between sobs.

"Brother Chu... c-could you tell me... about you and the Doctor... from before? S-so I can distract myself... *sob*..."

Chu Changge remained silent for a moment, then began to speak.

"When we were in kindergarten, everyone disliked Gu Mian. No one wanted to play with him.

"There was only one girl who really liked him; she was always pestering him...

"Later, there was a time when many kids were bullying Gu Mian together. To cheer him up, the little girl played Rock-Paper-Scissors with him, saying whoever won could give the other a kiss."

"And then what?" Fatty whimpered.

"...Later, Gu Mian's face was swollen from all the kisses."

Chu Changge heard Fatty let out what sounded like a laugh, then, laughing and crying at the same time, Fatty asked, "And then what?"

"She died later on."

Fatty cried even harder.

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