The Black brothers collapsed on the ground, their bodies stiff as if they were two dying catfish. Their mouths gaping, they involuntarily clawed at their necks, trying to dig a hole for air to rush in.
The feeling of suffocation was too uncomfortable.
No one paid them any attention; all eyes were glued to the fish tank.
Li Yintong exclaimed.
Inside the fish tank was a goldfish with big popping eyes. It had been floating motionlessly in the water, but when Ashley Young reached his hand into the tank, it suddenly flicked its tail and faced him.
Then, the Black man fell to the ground, succumbing to suffocation.
The goldfish’s eyes sank as if it were staring at Ashley Young.
Black Gan’s period of suffocation ended. Seeing his brother still deprived of oxygen, he wanted to go to his rescue, but his limbs were weak and numb.
Gan pleaded, looking at Bath.
They were all Black. Give a hand!
Bath remained indifferent. Adventurous acts were not his thing, and besides, he could use Yang as an experimental subject to gather intelligence.
[As long as we don’t touch the water in the fish tank, we’re safe!]
Hearing this, Lin Baici immediately stepped forward and rushed toward Black Yang.
It was time to score some goodwill, and besides, no one knew yet what kind of rules might taint the upcoming events. One more person meant one less shared danger.
Li Yintong gasped when she saw Lin Baici attempting a rescue: "Brother Lin, don’t be reckless!"
Big Ocean Horse’s eyes lit up at Lin Baici’s gesture. She was impressed. True to the noble and courageous nature nurtured by a civilization of five thousand years, if this were the Middle Ages, he would undoubtedly be a knight.
Bath was surprised. He thought Lin Baici was rational. The correct approach, like a mouse stealing cheese, was to first watch the cat’s position, but Lin Baici had taken a significant risk to save someone.
Lin Baici reached Black Yang and grabbed his collar, quickly dragging him back.
When they were ten meters away from the fish tank on the windowsill, Yang’s suffocation ended immediately.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Gan spoke incessantly with a thick African accent in Chinese, thanking Lin Baici. After checking that his brother was alright, he stretched out his hands as if to embrace Lin Baici.
This was their way of showing friendship.
Lin Baici quickly raised his hand, stopping Gan from getting closer. He did not want to be hugged by strangers, let alone Black people, and even a beautiful Big Ocean Horse wouldn’t do.
Dorisan walked over and slapped Lin Baici on the butt, giving him a thumbs-up. She felt somewhat regretful, thinking that choosing Bath as an ally was a mistake.
"Have you made any other discoveries?"
Everyone immediately looked at Lin Baici, expectant.
The goldfish was first discovered by Lin Baici, and, through Yang’s condition, it was now confirmed: the goldfish was the initiator of this rule contamination.
Lin Baici shook his head.
Big Ocean Horse urged, hoping Lin Baici could be more hopeful than Bath. Check latest chapters at noveⅼfire.net
[Staring into the goldfish’s eyes for thirty seconds allows communication!]
Lin Baici took a few steps forward, looking into the big popping eyes of the goldfish.
The Black brothers wanted to speak, but Li Yintong stopped them.
Tai Mei reminded them, "Don’t you see Brother Lin is pondering?"
She took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and decided she didn’t need to rack her brain anymore—the man seemed trustworthy.
The room fell quiet. Everyone was tense, praying that they wouldn’t be the next to suffocate, when suddenly they heard a hoarse voice.
The voice sounded like that of a dying old man, filled with a sense of death and disgust that made one want to vomit just hearing it.
"Did that goldfish speak?"
Li Yintong asked, amazed, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth and her little round face full of astonishment.
Everyone saw the goldfish’s thick lips move as it made the sound.
"Lin, what does this mean?"
Big Ocean Horse speculated, "Does it want to eat meat?"
What caught Lin Baici’s attention was how to kill that fish.
"I’ve been hungry for a day. Where would we get meat for it?"
Black Yang was discontented.
He had lost his tactical backpack from the last game, and all his supplies were gone.
Li Yintong glanced subtly over Big Ocean Horse and the others.
Isn’t that what’s all around us?
Tai Mei, who grew up watching Hong Kong Island films about human flesh buns, was too familiar with this concept. So she nudged Lin Baici’s arm and then tiptoed, ready to whisper, but she realized he was too tall.
Tai Mei said, a bit afraid. With Lin Baici’s height, if worst came to worst, his "holy sword" could reach her stomach in one step, couldn’t it?
"Could it be that feeding the goldfish human flesh will purify the rule contamination?"
Li Yintong muttered quietly, worried that those who could understand Chinese would overhear, so she switched to Cantonese: "You should understand this, right?"
Lin Baici nodded; he had heard some Cantonese songs and could more or less understand.
"Wonder how much human flesh would satisfy that goldfish?"
Li Yintong was nervous, yet somewhat relieved. It was good that she had met Lin Baici. Otherwise, as the only one with yellow skin, she would definitely be targeted.
Now she wasn’t panicking.
With Lin Baici’s performance, who would dare to cut her flesh?
Li Yintong casually wrapped her arms around Lin Baici’s arm: "Brother Lin, you don’t mind having an accessory on your thigh, do you? I’m very obedient!"
Bath and the others were also murmuring because, in the room, the ’meat’ that could be found seemed to be of only one kind. So the question now was, whose would it be?