Great, It's the Pervy Neighbor. We're Doomed

Little Dragon Girl: [So what happened next?]

Ultimate Rich Kid: [At that time, the female host mentioned Bai Xiaoliang, saying he was incredibly skilled in psychiatry, among the best in the world. She said Lucas was his junior and that his skill level in this area was no lower than Bai Xiaoliang's. She also mentioned that Lucas practiced hypnosis therapy and such.]

[Is it possible that Arthur was hypnotized? That he fell into some kind of hallucination?]

Middle-aged Uncle: [Come on, they just bumped into each other, exchanged a few words, then went their separate ways. When would the hypnosis have happened?]

Ultimate Rich Kid: [Is it possible that the bump and the few words were already the start of the hypnosis?]

Middle-aged Uncle: [That's too ridiculous. If that counts as hypnosis, Lucas could mess with anyone he wants, couldn't he? This is as absurd as those movies. Since when does such powerful hypnosis exist in the real world?]

Ultimate Rich Kid: [First, don't argue about whether it exists or not. If you assume Arthur was hypnotized and fell into some kind of hallucination, doesn't that explain everything neatly?]

Fairy Sister: [I agree with Ultimate Rich Kid's point, but... does hypnosis that can be induced with just a few words really exist in this world...]

At the Chinese restaurant.

At this moment, only Arthur and the young waitress remained in the restaurant.

Arthur was now eating ravenously. Eating alone wasn't enough for him; he also had the young waitress bring him several cans of cola.

Drinking too much of this stuff easily fills you up.

So, the cola flowed down his throat and eventually into his stomach.

Finally, it produced a strange chemical reaction with the several meals he had already eaten.

His stomach grew more and more bloated. If Arthur took off his clothes, you could clearly see that the guy's belly was so stuffed it was bulging outward.

Yet, he still ate and drank as if he hadn't had dinner at all.

His way of eating and drinking resembled that of a gluttonous beast.

It was even a little frightening to watch.

Suddenly, while still eating, Arthur's face twitched, and a pained expression appeared.

He then clutched his stomach with both hands.

He kept making retching motions towards the table in front of him, but he only gagged and didn't vomit anything.

Then his body swayed from side to side, and his face showed a hint of pain.

He lowered his head to the right side, trying to vomit again.

After that, he held his stomach and began to cry out in pain loudly, as if the feeling of agony had completely spiked.

Next, his face turned extremely pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He was curled up in his seat, as if feeling extremely uncomfortable. He tried to get up from his chair, but accidentally fell to the floor.

Once on the ground, he remained curled up.

The young waitress, looking very anxious, hurried to his side and asked, "What's wrong? Sir? What happened?"

Arthur seemed to try to speak, but no words came out. Then, his head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness.

Seeing this, the young waitress placed two fingers under Arthur's nose.

She found that he was no longer breathing.

Then, the young waitress touched Arthur's stomach, pressing down on it.

She discovered his stomach was as hard as a rock.

After that, the young waitress hung a "Closed" sign on the restaurant's door and pulled down the custom-made curtains covering the entire front of the restaurant.

She sealed off everything inside the restaurant from the outside world.

Then, she herself grabbed a can of unopened cola from Arthur's table and sat down in the seat he had just occupied.

She leisurely began to savor the drink.

Not long after, two white men came out from the kitchen in the back.

The two white men walked into the dining area and went straight to Arthur's side to give him a thorough check.

After checking, one of the white men touched the back of his own head and said:

"Damn, that's terrifying. He just died like that? (English)"

The other white man didn't say a word, just stared at Arthur's body, lost in thought.

The young waitress, after finishing her cola, pulled a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and took one out.

After taking a drag, she said, "This is great. It works much better than poison. Anyone who doesn't know what happened would think it's really terrifying just to look at. (English)"

"Just keep eating, keep eating, until you literally burst your stomach from being too full. (English)"

The young waitress was Liu Baobao.

This Chinese restaurant was the same one Jiang Ran had come to at noon.

The two white men from the kitchen were also the same two from noon.

"What are we going to do with this guy? (English)"

One of the white men asked Liu Baobao.

Liu Baobao took a puff of her cigarette: "Find a place and just bury him. No need to make it look like some kind of ghostly trick. (English)"

Then, she asked again, "So, how many lab rats are still alive now? (English)"

One of the white men replied, "Six. They are Jiang Ran, Huo Yun, Zhu Hong, Juliet, A, and Y. (English)"

Liu Baobao sounded a bit dissatisfied: "Still six, how annoying. This round of hunting lab rats is way too slow. (English)"

The white man continued, "But, more accurately, it should be five. That lab rat named Zhu Hong got himself sent to the police station by us. He won't be getting out anytime soon. (English)"

The other white man asked, "Why did we send Zhu Hong in? Why not just kill him? (English)"

Liu Baobao said casually, "I heard it was because that guy is a tough nut to crack. So they just let the police station lock him up for us. (English)"

"Alright, now it's your turn to stretch your legs a bit. (English)"

Liu Baobao pulled a card out of her pocket.

The white card had black English letters and Arabic numerals on it.

It was an address.

The two white men took it, looked at the address, and asked, "Which lab rat is this one for? (English)"

Liu Baobao flashed a bright smile, revealing her white teeth: "It's the one you guys like best. (English)"

The two white men exchanged a knowing smile, a smile laced with a hint of lewdness.

...

Special Live Stream, Day 2, 10:59 PM.

The live broadcast camera followed the two white men who had exited the back door of the Chinese restaurant in Hua Country.

They discovered that the two men had arrived in front of a small Western-style house at the northeast corner of Aisen Town.

In the Special Live Stream's chat section, someone who knew the backgrounds of these two white men posted their basic info to the public chat section for everyone else to see.

[The first white man is named Daniel, from Maple Country.

Male, 32 years old, serial rapist-murderer, with 12 lives on his hands.

The second white man is named Smith, from Mexico, male, 29 years old, serial rapist-murderer, with 9 lives on his hands.

Interestingly enough, both of their home countries are neighboring nations to America.]

Daniel wore a pair of glasses. Whether he wore them to look cultured or because he was actually nearsighted was unclear, but his lenses were very thin.

As for Smith, he was a more burly and stocky guy.

He had a lot of body hair.

You could tell just by looking at his face.

The two men arrived at this small Western-style house, which was currently completely dark inside.

Their hearts were racing with excitement.