Chapter56

centipede-like scars. "Bloody" and "terrifying" didn't even begin to describe her.
She didn't speak—but Ya couldn't shake the feeling that this evil spirit radiated warmth and motherly love.
Ya didn't dare to make any sudden moves. Seeing that the evil spirit wasn't hurting her, her terrified brain whirled even faster.
Stay calm! Be cool! She began secretly adjusting her breath, forcing her frenzied heart to settle down bit by bit.
Calmness was a mandatory lesson for everyone before entering a dungeon.
Only, when danger struck, not everyone could keep calm—not everyone had strong nerves.
Motherly love?
She already thought there was something off about this evil spirit, and now it felt even crazier—one's always looking for parents, another actually treats him like her kid?
She wondered if she should call the evil spirit "Mom," just like Jiang Che, and take a gamble. But then she remembered she'd soon be leaving with him to find his wife. So long as she helped him find her, the spirit wouldn't hurt her.
Meanwhile, the live stream audience was exploding, because the broadcast wasn't affected by the illusion technique.
Usually, viewers see illusion traps from a detached, observer's point of view when watching survivors in the dungeon.
Ordinary survivors had no means to break the illusion technique—some followed evil spirits thinking they were comrades, others ate things they thought were food but weren't.
The involved are confused, the observers clear-minded. Every time they see a survivor get caught by an illusion, viewers bang their chests in despair, mourning for the unlucky survivor and for themselves since they wouldn't know how to break it either.
So now everyone could see clearly: Jiang Che was eating actual instant noodles.
Not some shapeless mass of blood and flesh, not disgusting maggots…