Chapter 168 I am Beautiful?

Li Ang turned back to the entrance of the tree hollow and nodded at his companions.

"Solved it already?"

Wanli Fengdao was somewhat surprised. Just now, Li Ang had inquired about the nearest location of a malignant spirit. He had persuaded his teammates to stay behind, claiming "You guys stay here to guard the Shui Yan, to prevent the malignant spirit from smelling its scent and escaping."

He then ventured off alone.

Truly a display of skill and courage.

It hadn't even been a few minutes before he was back.

"There was indeed a malignant spirit over there. It looked terrifying, but its combat power was so-so. Not much trouble.

And it seemed to have some mental issues, only able to follow the actions of the urban legend. Not very bright."

Li Ang casually said, "It gave me about 150 experience points and 300 game coins.

If there were a few more, it would be equivalent to the harvest from a lengthy script mission."

After learning from Liu Wudai that reaching level twenty would cause a qualitative change in player experience levels, Li Ang became much more attentive to obtaining experience points.

Even a mosquito leg is still meat; he couldn't miss this hard-won opportunity to score points.

"Then let's act together. We'll deal with the malignant spirits together."

Xing Hechou said somewhat helplessly. Actually, he didn't want to linger in this forest any longer. He only hoped to follow the guidance of the pocket watch, quickly leave the forest, and head to the next layer of the passage.

However, seeing how enthusiastic Brother Li was about hunting down malignant spirits, he couldn't bring himself to stop him.

Hunting demons in a dark forest during a downpour... probably only someone like him, uh, a heroic warrior with strange ambitions, could come up with such a thing.

"No need, I can handle it myself. After all, it was my suggestion. You guys just watch."

Li Ang shook his head, beckoned everyone into the car,

and had Wanli Fengdao sit in the driver's seat to drive the vehicle, traveling along the cleared path with the help of the worm.

He himself, holding the Shui Yan's iron chain, rapidly dashed through the forest, guiding the vehicle to one location after another.

They arrived.

"Am I beautiful?"

In the dim forest, a woman with disheveled hair and a mask stood sideways, blocking Li Ang's path.

She wore a large coat, a red scarf, and had long hair. Judging only from the eyes and bridge of her nose exposed outside the mask, she should be a beautiful woman.

Of note was that she held a large surgical scissor in her hand.

Crimson blood dripped continuously from the blade of the scissors.

Sitting in the car, Wanli Fengdao instantly thought of the Slit-Mouthed Woman legend circulating in Japan. He subconsciously wanted to stick his head out of the car window to tell Li Ang the solution –

According to the urban legend, when the Slit-Mouthed Woman asks you if she is beautiful, you must answer "Ordinary."

Then, escape while the Slit-Mouthed Woman is confused.

Or answer "I am a friend of Tanaka," and you might be let go by the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

"Am I beautiful?"

Seeing that the other party was silent, the masked woman asked again, unconsciously squeezing the scissors in her hand, making them click and clack.

"Umm..."

Li Ang first circled the masked woman, observing her from top to bottom, left and right, before confidently saying, "Beautiful."

Just looking at her face shape and figure, she would be more than qualified to be a model.

If she learned some skills to act cute, even with a mask, she could probably become a popular female streamer on a live-streaming platform.

The masked woman chuckled lightly, slowly removing her mask, revealing torn lips that split open to the roots of her ears, and hoarsely asked, "Am I still beautiful like this?"

Crap.

The people sitting in the car secretly thought things were bad. According to the urban legend, if the Slit-Mouthed Woman asked this question, the answerer would not have a good end, no matter if they answered yes or no.

Answering beautiful would result in their lips being cut open with large scissors, splitting their lips like hers;

Answering not beautiful would result in being eaten on the spot by the angry woman opening her mouth wide.

Several teammates subconsciously intended to pull open the car door and get out to fight,

but they heard Li Ang chuckle lightly, turn his back to the vehicle, slowly pull down his hood, stare at the masked woman, and retort, "Am I beautiful?"

From the Slit-Mouthed Woman's perspective, Li Ang, having pulled down his hood, quickly split his lips, the gash reaching nearly below his ears, revealing a ghastly set of white teeth.

He looked terrifying, like a malignant spirit,

almost carved from the same mold as the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Li Ang's body had undergone biological template enhancement and modification, making him supple and strong. Combined with the subtle vines implanted in his skin and muscles, he could change his body's contours to a certain extent.

Making a slit-mouthed shape was incredibly easy.

"Am I beautiful? Which is more beautiful, me or Xu Gong of the city's north?"

Li Ang asked while stepping forward with a strange laugh.

The lips that split open to the roots of his ears moved up and down, paired with his bright, wide-open eyes, making him several times more terrifying than the woman in front of him.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman seemed to have never expected things to develop this way. She instinctively took a step back, raising the large scissors diagonally at Li Ang with one hand,

unsure whether she should go up and kill the other party with the scissors.

After a moment, she finally made up her mind, tilting her head back, making her split lips even more open, gaping like a snake,

roaring "You're imitating me!",

and lunging toward Li Ang.

Swoosh—

The bronze scythe cut through the air, slicing the Slit-Mouthed Woman into two halves along her split lips. In the groove at the end of the long scythe's handle, a white crystalline substance slowly condensed.

"I'm not imitating you. This kind of makeup is the legendary clown, Joker."

Li Ang, having easily killed the malignant spirit, said to himself, put away the scythe, pinched the white crystal, and allowed Miss Chai to absorb it completely.

He put on his hood, turned around, and the lips that had just been split instantly returned to their original state. He smiled at the teammates who were about to get out of the car and said, "Solved it, let's go to the next location."

Wanli Fengdao was still holding the car door open, nodding somewhat sluggishly, his mind still recalling what the Slit-Mouthed Woman had meant by "You're imitating me"...

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"Big brother, have you seen my mom and dad?"

A little girl leading a cute puppy blocked Li Ang's path, crying and wiping away tears, shouting, "My mom and dad seem to have been eaten by the dog. Can you also be eaten by the dog and tell my mom and dad that I miss them so much..."

"Don't call me big brother!"

Li Ang roared angrily, slashing down with his knife, cutting open the white canine creature whose size was rapidly expanding.

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"Delicious, so delicious."

A middle-aged man hugged a plastic bag filled with steel blades, constantly reaching out to take out blades and stuff them into his mouth, allowing the blades to cut and tear his oral cavity and throat, yet he still chewed frantically, "Young man, would you like some potato chips? Spicy flavor."

"Sorry, only cucumber-flavored potato chips are the most delicious."

Li Ang threw a punch, hitting the man's waist and abdomen, causing him to fly like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blades from his mouth, his body slamming heavily against a tree trunk dozens of meters away.