Nightmare Assault Chapter 225: Goodbye

As expected…

This aged woman was a hidden threat in the mission. She was an NPC and was limited by the rules. She could only make a move when she was alone with another player.

“Is that so…” Leaning on the wall, Chen Ran laughed weakly.

Jiang Cheng ignored him. Compared to Chen Ran’s death, Jiang Cheng was more concerned about how to survive. Plus… it was too quiet outside. He wondered if Fatty had encountered some troubles.

“Wait…” Chen Ran’s voice floated over. Jiang Cheng frowned as he turned around. Could he have more things to say? Even though he knew it was just a waste of time, Jiang Cheng still paused to stare at this problematic man as if waiting for him to continue.

“Brother Hao,” Chen Ran grinned, “Are you… leaving just like that? Aren’t you worried this thing is not going to work on me for long, and I’d recover and stab this old lady to death?” He lifted his head with difficulty. His eyes still glowed with arrogance. It was like… their positions had been switched, and he was the one who had cornered Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng stared at him. “So…”

“I suggest you do not hold kindness in your heart.” He coughed a few more times. His face was red. There was a clear issue with his breathing as well. The strange substance slathered on the dagger seemed to possess other effects. “You better take away my daggers and chop off my arms. It’s best… if you can take away my legs too.” A few seconds later, Chen Ran laughed through gasps of breaths. “If possible, I need you to dig out my eyes and sever my tongue. Turn me… into a person who can’t see, fight and run away.” He suggested, “That’s the safest.”

“What kind of hatred do you have with your body?” Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes. The danger rating of Chen Ran greatly increased in his heart. There was no lack of mad people in the nightmare realm. This place was a theme park for them. However, Chen Ran was a unique brand of madness.

Jiang Cheng didn’t expect this man to be harsh to others and harsher to himself. When their eyes met, Jiang Cheng didn’t see fear in his eyes. He was open regarding his impending doom.

Be it good or bad people, their morality had no connection to their survival. The only thing that could help their survivability was a calm and clever brain. And… luck. That was very important.

“I’m just reminding you. If you or your fat friend outside fall into my hands, what will happen to you.” Chen Ran answered. He sounded very persuasive. “You have the knife. With such a feast before you… aren’t you really not going to take a taste?”

Chen Ran struggled to lift his head. The madness in his eyes was palpable, “This chance won’t always present itself. Trust me.” He chuckled. “Take it while it’s still in your hands.”

Jiang Cheng walked forward, and the dagger arced before Chen Ran’s eyes. Hot blood splattered on the wall. Then, Chen Ran’s world sank into the darkness.

“Goodbye,” After snatching the two daggers from Chen Ran’s coat, Jiang Cheng stood up and left.

The aged woman’s eyes danced with excitement. Her snake-like tongue licked the blood on Chen Ran’s face. As he wished, his eyes were damaged, but the grin on his face grew larger. As Jiang Cheng slipped out the door, he could hear Chen Ran say, “Goodbye.”

Jiang Cheng found Fatty outside the stone door. Fatty looked like he was catatonic from fear as he curled up in the corner. He covered his mouth tightly as if worried that something might hear him and get him.

Seeing Fatty like this, Jiang Cheng didn’t walk over directly. He stayed to observe him before slowly walking over, “Fatty,” He whispered.

Hearing the Doctor’s voice, Fatty was stunned before he lit up like he had found his saviour. “Doctor, you have no clue what happened. Not long after you went into the room, some strange sounds came from downstairs. Something tried to climb up the stairs!”

Jiang Cheng looked down the stairs. The stairwell was so dark that he couldn’t see anything. Plus, he also had no clue if Fatty was telling the truth or if it was an illusion caused by the things Chen Ran had done. Jiang Cheng was more keen to believe it was the latter. The mission was near its end. If there were really something hiding in the dark, Fatty would be dead already.

“Don’t fixate on it.” Jiang Cheng patted his shoulders. “It should be an illusion. If they were real, they wouldn’t be able to resist your fleshy meat.”

Fatty chose to believe the Doctor. He swallowed and pulled his gaze away from the dark steps. He didn’t even dare to breathe.

When he turned and saw the wounds on Jiang Cheng, he gasped, “Doctor, you’re injured!”

“These won’t kill me.” Jiang Cheng interrupted him and rubbed his face with the back of his hand, “I’ve dealt with Chen Ran. We’ll enter the room to view the results in a bit.”

Fatty’s face glowed and said excitedly, “Doctor, did you manage to ambush him?!”

Jiang Cheng tutted and glared at Fatty, “What ambush? He clearly couldn’t beat me in a fight. I’ll tell you the truth. I even held back by only using one arm and one leg in the fight.”

Fatty didn’t care about the details because he was used to the Doctor rambling. He lowered his voice to ask, “Doctor, do you mean the aged woman… will deal with him for us?”

“Yes.”

“Then….” Fatty asked, “What should we do after that?”

Jiang Cheng used the time to catch Fatty up on his understanding of this mission. Fatty shivered multiple times. He looked at the Doctor and said weakly, “Doctor, I can understand that the woman is an NPC… but isn’t it a bit too much to say that she’s a part of the curse?” Fatty regarded him with confusion, “Plus, you said that woman in the white dress at the stone plate…”

“The priest,” Jiang Cheng added.

“Yes, the white-dressed priest is the aged woman. What do you mean by that?” Fatty blinked at him. “I saw her clearly at the stone plate. She was incredibly beautiful and young. She didn’t look like the aged woman at all!”

After spending so much time with Chen Ran, Jiang Cheng suddenly had a whiplash when interacting with Fatty. “It has nothing to do with their looks.” Jiang Cheng shook his head. His tone became severe. “You can understand it… as a kind of inheritance.”