The little girl slowly reached out her hand toward everyone.
Suddenly, something strange happened.
Ma Xingbang and Fang Xiu both had thin arms growing from their bodies. The arms, like snakes, reached for their faces.
Ma Xingbang was terrified. He stopped using his gravity powers and started frantically attacking the arm on his body.
However, his attacks were in vain, as the arm seemed immune to any attack.
Fang Xiu calmly watched the arm spreading from his chest. He then attacked the arm with his scalpel.
This attack was filled with his power of pain, but it had no effect. The scalpel seemed to cut through air.
"Can't be attacked, huh?" Fang Xiu thought silently.
The girl's way of attacking seemed to start with raising her hand. When she stretched her hand out, a hand would actually grow from the person's body.
This hand couldn't be attacked, so the person could only wait to have their face taken.
So, to fight the little girl, they absolutely must prevent her from raising her hand.
If she raised her hand, they'd lose the chance.
In the next second, a cold touch came, like a dead person's hand. As the cold sensation arose, Fang Xiu and Ma Xingbang were plunged into darkness.
All light and sound around them disappeared, as if their eyes and noses were covered.
As time passed, they began to feel suffocated.
At the same time, Fang Xiu could clearly feel his power of pain disappearing. It was taken by the little girl.
The good thing was that he only lost that power. His other powers, like the Blood Pupil, the Hair Specter, and Nightmare, were still with him.
It seemed that Faceless didn't take all the powers—just the psychic's innate powers.
Fang Xiu, having more than his own powers, was less affected by Faceless.
Ma Xingbang also hadn't lost all his powers. He only lost his copying ability, but the powers he had copied before were still with him.
Bai Qi was more affected. He was very strong, but his power was simple. Once he lost his power, he was completely useless.
In a swift motion, Fang Xiu used his scalpel to make a cut for his mouth, eyes, and ears.
He didn't return to normal, but he regained his vision and hearing.
Seeing Bai Qi's method, Ma Xingbang did the same to his face, restoring his vision and hearing.
When the two could see clearly again, they shockingly found that Yang Ming, who was closest to the little girl, had not had his face taken. His rough, stubbly face was still intact.
Meanwhile, the little girl now wore a face that was calm and expressionless.
It was Fang Xiu's face.
Fang Xiu's mind stirred. _'Is it because of the distance? Yang Ming was close to her, so his face wasn't taken? Or is it God's Plan, at work? Where did Bai Qi and Ma Xingbang go?'_
Even Yang Ming himself was surprised. He touched his face and asked, "Why wasn't my face taken?"
The little girl's answer was straightforward, "You're too ugly."
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, then became angry. "Ugly? I'm the very image of a macho man. I admit I forgot to shave this morning, though. Don't you have any taste?"
Yang Ming wasn't really ugly. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and a broad nose. However, he had untrimmed stubble and sleep crust in his eyes at the moment.
Overall, his appearance was rough and unkempt, not handsome, but definitely not ugly.
Among the four, Yang Ming was indeed the least conventionally attractive. Even Ma Xingbang, who was middle-aged, wore a neat suit and had meticulously combed hair, possessing a mature charm.
Fang Xiu hadn't expected that Yang Ming's face wasn't taken because of his looks.
Maybe the superficial reason was his ugliness, but essentially, it must be God's Plan at work.
Perhaps Yang Ming's forgetting to shave was God's Plan.
This gave Fang Xiu a clue on how to deal with Faceless.
The situation was quickly turning into a dead end, with three of them losing their powers. At this point, Fang Xiu knew he would eventually have to reset the game.
Thus, Fang Xiu decided to observe a bit longer, hoping to uncover more secrets about Faceless.
"So, you've all lost your faces?" the little girl said with Fang Xiu's face, tilting her head cutely.
Then she vanished from the room, leaving only Yang Ming and the three others.
Bai Qi was weakly gasping for breath, Ma Xingbang was furious, and Fang Xiu was calmly thinking.
They realized that Faceless wasn't keen on killing; she just wanted their faces.
Yang Ming was still reeling from his anger. "Did she just use a pun to mock us?"
"Shut up!" Ma Xingbang roared like an angry lion, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Yang Ming. "If you had acted sooner, I wouldn't have lost my face!"
Yang Ming couldn't help but laugh at the phrase "lost face."
This almost made Ma Xingbang explode with rage. "What are you laughing at! What’s so funny?"
"Mr. Ma, calm down. How about we use the golden key to leave first? We can go back and regroup. Bai needs treatment right now. Look, we're in luck; there's a door right here."
"Go back?" Ma Xingbang's voice rose sharply. "What about my face? You might not mind losing face, but I do!"
Fang Xiu, tired of their bickering, pulled out his scalpel.
"What are you doing, Fang Xiu?" Ma Xingbang was clearly unstable, eyeing Fang Xiu intently as he drew the scalpel.
Ignoring Ma Xingbang, Fang Xiu plunged the scalpel deep into his own forehead under the shocked gazes of everyone.