Book 4: Chapter 52: Open the Sleeping Bag

Book 4: Chapter 52: Open the Sleeping Bag

Before going down, I especially looked for Fatty's position. I didn't want to pass by any member of Xiao Hua's team, so I climbed straight down towards Fatty.

Once I reached him, he asked me how my chat with Xiao Hua went. When I told him that Xiao Hua fell asleep while talking, Fatty sighed deeply and said to me, "It's not easy. Do you think theres an easy mode for life?"(1)

I experienced it once before, but I didnt regret losing it. In any case, it wasnt like there was a regret option in life, so there was no point in thinking about it. "Hows Tang Tang?" I asked him.

"There really are changes. Take a look at them." He pointed to Xiao Hua's team members on the sideeveryone looked like they were facing a big enemyand then pointed his flashlight at the body.

I really wasn't ready to see what Jin Wantang looked like now, but I could see his severely dehydrated and shriveled hands exposed by the half-opened sleeping bag.

I first checked to see if his nails had grown longer, but Fatty just shook his head and held Jin Wantang's withered hand up for me to see. I found that on some parts of his hand, the muscles looked like they were pulsating. These pulsations were very strange, almost like bugs were moving through his veins.

If this were a fresh corpse, it wouldnt be surprising to see such a neurological reflex, but Jin Wantangs body was almost mummified. The cells should almost be dead, so why were his muscles still pulsating?

"We have to look at the face. Are you ready?" Fatty asked me.

I nodded and took a deep breath just as Fatty pulled the rest of the sleeping bag away, revealing Jin Wantang's face.

In an instant, all my hair stood on end. Jin Wantang's face was completely shriveled up and his hair was almost falling out, but his skull had somehow become very elongated. It distorted his facial features by pulling his eyes all the way up to where his forehead was supposed to be.

But his eyes were still looking down, as if he was looking down at us. It would have been reasonable to assume that his eyeballs had shrunk into his eye sockets by now, but instead, they were still there. Plus, they had turned a grayish-green color.

It was too scary. I had never seen this kind of facelift affect someones facial features so much before.

"People can't be resurrected after death. You have to throw it down."

I looked at Jin Wantang, but I didn't recognize him anymore. My fingers were shaking as I asked Fatty to close the sleeping bag back up. I wasnt a man who couldnt make a decision about this kind of thing, but if Old Jin's body was thrown down the cliff, would he be trapped here forever?

I knew that it had all been in my head, but I couldnt brush off that scene I had witnessed on the grassland before.

"How long do we have?"

"There should still be a few days left," he said.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, I suddenly saw Poker-Face resting behind Fatty with his eyes closed.

I stared blankly for a moment. Shit, isn't Poker-Face keeping an eye on Xiao Hua above us? But after looking at Poker-Face, it seemed that he had never moved from his position.

Little Brother? I called out. He opened his eyes and gave me a questioning look.

I thought about it for a moment and then broke out in a cold sweat. This is bad, I said to myself before I immediately started climbing up.

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TN Notes:

(1) He means like a game. Easy mode, normal mode, hard mode.