As the candle went out, everyone’s vision was suddenly shrouded in darkness, as if a black cloth had covered the entire world.
Xia Hongyao reached out, attempting to grab Lin Baici.
"Everyone, stay quiet."
Lin Baici cautioned, noting that since they didn’t know what was to come, it was best to remain silent—what if a monster fixated on them?
Lin Baici’s caution reassured Nangong Shu and the old man among others.
It appeared that Lin Baici was quite reliable.
A pallid light suddenly flared up, casting a ghastly white over everything, like the blood-drained face of a corpse.
Clusters of flies buzzed densely, flying chaotically like bomber planes.
"What place is this?"
The woman in torn pants swallowed hard.
The bar had vanished, and the place they found themselves in was a cramped and claustrophobic room, with sewage running across the floor and dried feces.
The walls were stained with numerous patches of dark red blood.
The room was only half the size of a basketball court, with no windows and a metal door at the front, which had a hand-sized opening. However, the opening was blocked with a metal plate, concealing the state of the outside world.
Xia Hongyao took out her black dagger from her backpack.
Lin Baici draped the kasaya over himself, inserting the Songmu torch into his backpack. Thus, he could draw it quickly when needed, while the bronze sword served as his primary weapon.
Everyone compared the length of the Songmu torch to Lin Baici’s backpack and realized he had a spatial "Taboo thing."
They felt as if they had just bitten into a sour lemon.
The bartender lacked spirit; he had weapons stashed under the counter but failed to grab them in time and now found himself unarmed.
The landlady and the dwarf didn’t have any either.
The woman in leather pants took out a pair of brass knuckles from her pocket and slipped them on.
The old man was frustrated. He had a badge that was a spatial-type item where he stored all his possessions, which naturally included weapons.
Not having a weapon for self-defense was too dangerous now, but using it would expose the badge, and he had just claimed not to have brought so many Meteorite Coins on him, saying he’d pay after they left the contaminated rule area.
Even a fool would understand that the old man was delaying the payment on purpose. Because if he had a spatial-type item, he’d certainly keep valuables inside it and carry them around.
Someone pounded on the metal door twice, followed by the sound of unlocking.
Lin Baici immediately signaled to Xia Hongyao.
With a high ponytail understanding him, she stepped to the side, hiding behind the door, ready to ambush.
The door opened, and a massive, obese ’person’ walked in.
The flies, disturbed, took to the air.
It wore no clothes, just a dirty apron across its chest, stained with scraps of flesh and splattered with various disgusting liquids, as the pungent stench hit their faces.
Flies even perched on it.
Its two hairy legs were encased in oversized black rain boots, with dark red liquid trickling down them.
Everyone’s nerves immediately tensed up.
Because on its head was a massive, fat pig head with big ears, and it even had an iron ring through its snout.
The Pig-Headed Man yawned, scratching his crotch with his left hand, "Let’s go!"
In its right hand, it held a bone-chopping knife with notches in the blade.
Everyone looked to Lin Baici, especially Xia Hongyao, who, after her shock, inquired whether it was time to take action.
The drowsy Pig-Headed Man, seeing Lin Baici’s Bronze Sword, came to his senses and immediately roared, "Drop your weapons!"
Lin Baici growled lowly, right hand raising, throwing out the flying sword!
The Dragon Tooth whistled past like a meteor, stabbing through the Pig-Headed Man’s eye socket and piercing straight through.
The Pig-Headed Man, caught off guard, fell dead without even a chance to scream, his nearly two-meter-tall frame toppling to the ground.
He didn’t want to get dirty, as it was somewhat filthy.
The bartender didn’t move, but the dwarf rushed over, catching the Pig-Headed Man’s corpse to prevent it from hitting the ground and making a noise.
Lin Baici instructed, rushed in front of the body, grabbed the hilt of the sword, stirred it to make sure the monster was dead, then pulled the Bronze Sword out.
"That maid said this board game is called Escape the Dungeon. Is this the first type of monster we are facing?"
With little clothing on the body, which was clearly visible, there was no valuable information to gather, but Nangong Shu still planned to dissect it.
Still, in the end, she did not proceed.
The Pig-Headed Man was too dirty and too repulsive.
If she touched it, the experience would surely become a lifelong nightmare.
"Bartender, if you disobey my orders again next time, please leave!"
Lin Baici looked at the bartender.
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The bartender bowed his head.
"Then you dissect this corpse!"
After hesitating, the bartender complied. Taking the bone-chopping knife from the Pig-Headed Man’s hand, he chopped at its belly.
The woman in leather pants complained.
As the bartender dissected the Pig-Headed Man, his hands became blood-soaked quickly, and he inwardly sighed, knowing he was used as a warning to the others.
[Dungeon, Slaughterhouse, Pig-Headed Man’s paradise.]
[Humans are their food, and before being discovered, captured, and turned into sausages, one must hurry to escape.]
"Is there anyone else outside?"