He now has just one thought.
Find money, not tremble.
This Blondie looks like a side character destined to die in the Death Space, what’s the point in dwelling on a dead man?
Even if Blondie sohow survives the Death Trial, completes the Ultimate Trial, and leaves.
That’s even better. Once you step onto my turf, I’ll co for you with all I’ve got. I hope you stay brave then.
As they entered the amusent park, the gates closed automatically.
The park was shrouded in a grayish glowing mist, with distant facilities looming like specters.
You could see the towering Ferris wheel, though most of the cabins were askew, twisted by so imnse Strength.
The carousel nearby sat quietly, its horses vacant-eyed, blood tears streaming from their eyes.
The roller coaster’s tracks twisted sinuously, yet were severed mid-course, like a giant snake slashed in two, hanging in mid-air.
The ground was strewn with Shattering balloons and rotting work uniforms, and periodically, the piercing caws of crows echoed above.
The air was laden with a mix of rust and decay.
Not far from the entrance stood a vast tent, adorned with faded clown motifs, the clown’s grin twisted, seemingly mocking them.
The tent entrance was veiled by a shabby red curtain, which swayed gently in the breeze, faint drumbeats and laughter emanating from within.
"You, go in!" Bai Miao’s rear was kicked again, Blondie’s threatening voice following.
Turning his head, he saw Blondie pressing a folding knife against his back, signaling him to explore first.
"Endure it!"
Bai Miao glanced at his teammates, all seed ordinary.
He couldn’t fathom why Blondie chose him as the target for bullying, perhaps he looked easily bullied?
Yet the problem is, he’s not an Explorer, nor is Blondie Qi Die.
Feeling a cold touch on his spine, Bai Miao ultimately lifted the curtain to peer inside, complying.
The rest kept silent, enjoying the convenience brought by Blondie’s bullying.
The tent was more spacious than imagined, filled with a sweet candy scent.
An unsteady chandelier hung above, its dim light flickering, casting wavering shadows.
The surroundings were decorated with tattered strears and faded balloons, bearing clown smiles.
The carpet was thick and red, matted with stains, emitting a creaky sound as it was stepped on, like stepping on rotting flesh.
Centrally, a circular stage had shabby prop crates, filled with various toys.
There were dolls with severed arms, teddy bears missing eyes, and rusty toy cars, each toy uniquely eerie.
In the stage’s center stood an old piano, its keys covered in dust.
Strangely, it played automatically without any Control, producing low, oppressive tones, beside it stood a clown statue adorned with exaggerated white makeup, its grin reaching its ears, yet eyes hollow, following Bai Miao’s movents.
Nurous comnts stread during this ti.
"Don’t be afraid, the clown just hasn’t seen a living person in ages. Maybe he just wants to play a ga... like gouging out your eyes?"
"That piano plays by itself? Maybe check if there’s a player installed."
"The clown’s smile is so twisted, maybe he’s got a toothache? Could soone punch him for , I find him annoying."
"The clown’s hands are so pale, advise sun exposure for vitamin D."
These comnts from players and visitors eager for more chaos oddly eased Bai Miao’s tension.
At this ti, Blondie and company walked into the tent, beginning their clue investigation.
Bai Miao didn’t stop, feeling that working harder could earn Team Collaboration Points, even task progress points.
Approaching a row of dilapidated audience seats, piled with popcorn and spilled drink cups.
The seats were filled with mannequins dressed in clothing, their faces painted with clown smiles, eyes expectant, seemingly awaiting a performance.
Checking the seats’ items, Bai Miao found a note hidden in the popcorn, written with: Clowns love applause, doing this can make them feel acknowledged by the audience.
Clearly a hidden detail, Bai Miao morized the content, then returned the note to the popcorn.
As he continued searching, he found a doll in hospital clothes, reaching out, the doll suddenly opened, casting a sinister smile:
"My doll is missing."
The scare almost had Bai Miao hitting the doll’s face.
Realizing this might be a hidden clue, Bai Miao promptly asked:
"Where is your doll?"
"Looks like I lost it at the carousel area, could you help find it?"
After speaking, the hospital doll seed to deflate, closing its eyes again.
Realizing this was likely a hidden side quest, Bai Miao promptly nodded indicating:
"No problem, I’ll help you find it later."
Just then, Blondie and company approached upon hearing commotion.
"Hey, found anything?"
Facing the inquiry, Bai Miao wanted so much to rush over and punch Blondie to the ground.
Yet considering the Ultimate Trial’s completion required collaboration, collaboration could also bring Team Collaboration Points rewards, he chose restraint.
Just about to reveal his findings, screams erged from the stage.
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