Very soon.
Three black n holding guns followed him out, and when Su Ziyu arrived at the inn’s entrance, he turned and said, "You don’t need to go up. Wait here for . I’ll be down shortly."
The gunn exchanged glances and shrugged indifferently.
Inside the room.
Upon returning, Su Ziyu’s expression beca incredibly solemn. He said to the two little girls in front of him, "Prepare yourselves. We’ll leave here shortly."
There is actually a tid bomb here.
The Corpse Ghost Doctor himself was that tid bomb. Who knew when he would mutate? Judging by that old guy’s appearance, he’d likely be a terrifying monster if he did mutate. If he weren’t bringing the little girl with him, Su Ziyu might be able to deal with it, but now that his daughter was beside him, avoiding trouble was better. The Corpse Demon Club was teeming with chaotic characters; many here looked like robbers and pillagers. If a major problem did erupt, he might not be able to handle it.
Risking his daughter’s safety for so Source Power Value was clearly not worth it.
Besides, he was here for the Gauss Sniper Rifle.
The food in Su Ziyu’s private space ca from the Hundred Ghosts Plane, mainly so rice crops. He found a box and packed about a hundred pounds, then carried the box down.
Upon returning, the Corpse Ghost Doctor was already waiting there.
He excitedly reached out to take over the box. This old fellow hadn’t undergone any chanical transformation, yet he easily lifted the over hundred-pound box in one hand. He held a specialized chanical device, frowned, and said, "Why use such a container? What if it’s polluted?"
Beep.
——"No Radiation Pollution!"
The Corpse Ghost Doctor looked at the display with restrained elation and turned to smileily say, "You can take the gun."
Holding the heavy Gauss Sniper Rifle in his hand, even Su Ziyu was a bit surprised.
Didn’t expect it to be so easy.
After the transaction was completed, he imdiately said goodbye and left. He didn’t want to stay in that creepy place, deciding to leave that day itself.
"Watch him!"
"Investigate his background! Check if he belongs to so conglorate!" Just as Su Ziyu stepped out, the Corpse Ghost Doctor gloomily commanded.
Then, he turned, opened that box, and carefully took a bottle of water from a cabinet. It seed he planned to cook rice, maybe having not eaten in a long ti. The mont the rice touched the pot, he could barely resist swallowing his saliva, appearing incredibly hungry.
Very soon.
The food was ready.
The Corpse Ghost Doctor eagerly took it out and, with a spoonful, began to devour it frantically.
The more he ate, the hungrier he felt.
At so point, his turbid amber eyes filled with blood threads, and when he breathlessly put down the spoon, the entire pot of rice was entirely consud, and his previously flat belly bulged like a pregnant woman’s.
"Phew!" The Corpse Ghost Doctor stood up, looking satisfied.
But suddenly, his body swayed uncontrollably. He felt sharp pain in his stomach, as if it was about to burst, and intense stabbing pain sent him crashing to the ground.
His body convulsed, his breath growing weaker.
Who knew how long it lasted.
Suddenly, a consistently withered hand stretched out, its black sharp nails leaving a scratch on the table, and a shadow covered in black spots crawled up, accompanied by a whispering voice.
"Hungry!..."
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