"My wolves are me."

Yu Sheng felt that when Little Red Riding Hood said this, there was a complex emotion hidden in her expression, but he couldn't figure it out.

He just felt that the atmosphere around her was somewhat gloomy and depressive — it seemed that "the wolves are me" was not a good thing.

If the timing and mood had been appropriate, he would've definitely pried into it, but even without asking now, Yu Sheng noted this bit of curiosity towards Little Red Riding Hood and her Wolf Pack, planning to familiarize himself with her later or to find another opportunity to inquire thoroughly.

And now, his gaze returned to the white exhibition hall at the end of the corridor.

Now, he too could faintly smell a hint of blood in the air.

"Security Guards" only respond to the presence of the invader themselves; they only have vision, without hearing or smell. These guards are really rigid, strictly following rules, leaving considerable loopholes...

Yu Sheng's expression gradually became thoughtful.

Little Red Riding Hood then lowered her voice and spoke again, "What do you think, should we retreat first? We could come back tomorrow..."

"No, that's not it," Erin suddenly interrupted, "look at Yu Sheng's expression."

Little Red Riding Hood turned her head in confusion and took a look, "What about his expression?"

"He's got an idea again," Erin sighed.

Before the puppet finished speaking and Little Red Riding Hood could inquire, Yu Sheng had already ended his pondering. He turned his head to look at the fox girl standing beside him, "What do you think, does Hu Li's tail... count as 'herself'?"

Everyone on the spot was taken aback, and Little Red Riding Hood, not catching on at first, blurted out before her thoughts could catch up, "How couldn't it count? It's grown on her..."

"But she can shoot her tails out," Yu Sheng said seriously, "Strictly speaking, these are Magic Treasures that she has refined — and the kind that can be reloaded."

Little Red Riding Hood stood frozen with her mouth agape, and by the time her brain caught up.

The next second, she looked at Yu Sheng with a shocked face, "Wait a minute! What are you thinking of doing?"

"Let's try it, and if we really alert those plastic people, we just leave through the door," Yu Sheng said, full of an exploratory spirit, "You said those 'Security Guards' only have vision, right? So if we block their line of sight without being seen by them, that solves the problem..."

Then he ignored Little Red Riding Hood's shocked gaze, and turned to explain to the still clueless fox girl, "I have a plan, and it requires the use of your tails..."

"Wait, hold on," Little Red Riding Hood couldn't help but interrupt after hearing half of it, "You just said that there are at least seven or eight 'Security Guards' in that exhibition hall, right? Hu Li has already shot out two tails, would the remaining ones be enough?"

When she said this, it sounded so odd no matter how you put it, like the three views of a normal person had to be crushed to reluctantly adapt to something abnormal, but right after she finished speaking, she realized — she might have felt awkward too soon.

By now, Hu Li had understood what Yu Sheng meant. She extended a hand and casually pulled two tails from behind her and laid them flat on the ground, then pulled out two more and arranged them on the ground. When almost all of her tails had been pulled out, the demon fox turned her head to look, then was quiet for two or three seconds, and a "buzz" was heard — as if a sword was unsheathed — and nine more tails appeared behind her.

Little Red Riding Hood: "…?"

"This is what she normally stocks up," Erin said as if she had been there, stretching herself and patting Little Red Riding Hood's arm, "She eats a lot normally, it's all for stocking up tails."

Little Red Riding Hood continued with a puzzled face: "…?"

Each word she knew, but how did they form such a niche sentence when strung together — did she just hear human speech?!

At this time, Hu Li was still pointing to the tails on the ground and introducing them to her, "This one takes twenty chicken legs, this one, takes ten..."

Little Red Riding Hood's expression was blank, unsure how her brain kept up (maybe it hadn't at all): "Because the second one was half-price?"

"Because this one can only accelerate to subsonic speeds, it's a subsonic cruising tail," Hu Li looked at Little Red Riding Hood with a strange look, "Matter and energy are proportional, don't you have common sense?"

Little Red Riding Hood had the urge to give herself another shot of Sanity Blocker.

And now, the "very common sense" fox girl had neatly arranged all the tails ready for use — the fluffy Fox Tails seemed to hover just a few centimeters above the ground, with wisps of eerie Fox Fire glimmering behind each tail, emitting slight vibrations, like...rockets filled with fuel, ready to launch.

The moment this association popped into her head, Little Red Riding Hood felt her life was over, she had likely been influenced by the Travel Inn Trio, even her thoughts were becoming abnormal.

Dealing with entities is truly dangerous—even someone seemingly harmless like Yu Sheng is no exception.

At the same time, Hu Li gently raised her hand.

The silver-white Fox Tail, surrounded by the eerie Fox Fire, slowly rose into midair.

These treasures, refined from "raw" materials, could originally fly at subsonic or even supersonic speeds, but now, under the meticulous control of the demon fox, they moved slowly and cautiously through the museum corridor, full of spirituality.

"If those 'Security Guards' don't respond later, block their line of sight, and we'll go in to check the situation. If they suddenly move, just sweep up the stuff in the center of the exhibit hall and retreat at top speed. We open the door and leave," Yu Sheng, while watching the fox girl's high precision control, had already reached into the air, forming a portal with a faint glow in his hand, "I'll get the door ready first and wait for your signal."

"Mmm." Hu Li nodded nervously, controlling her Fox Tail to probe into the white exhibition hall bit by bit.

Only Little Red Riding Hood remained expressionless. She felt that she should be nervous, as the atmosphere had turned serious, but she couldn't muster the tension, given how bizarrely eerie the atmosphere was—her mind couldn't keep up with her values, her values couldn't keep up with her senses, and she felt like there was a bug in her heart.

Even her wolves had been in a daze since a moment ago.

"They haven't moved..." At this time, Hu Li finally broke the silence, a trace of joy on her face, "I'll try to block all their lines of sight at the same time... It should work."

It wasn't until then that Yu Sheng finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

The illusionary door in his hand silently disappeared.

After getting confirmation from Hu Li again, he waved to the others: "Let's go, let's go over and check it out."

The group walked towards the quiet white exhibition hall, each with their own thoughts.

The tense nerves were stretched to the limit upon seeing those dark blue security uniforms, but they relaxed gradually as they observed the stillness of those plastic dummies.

Everyone's gaze fell on the "Security Guards" first and foremost. Little Red Riding Hood immediately noticed the entity standing by the main door, seemingly guarding the passage entry—a dummy, clad in a dark blue uniform, standing motionlessly, its head wrapped layer upon layer with a silver-white Fox Tail.

It was a beautiful tail that looked like a fluttering piece of art when on the demon fox, but now that it was enshrouding the head of a plastic dummy, it gave off the impression of... an uncanny and eerie cocoon.

Then, she heard Yu Sheng's low exclamation: "... Fuck."

Little Red Riding Hood turned around instantly and followed Yu Sheng's gaze to the center of the exhibit hall.

Where the "Wailer" statue should have been placed.

Now, however, there was no statue on that pedestal, only a bizarre, terrifying corpse—a man tightly wrapped and bound on the platform with spiked iron brambles, positioned with his hands covering his face, kneeling, and sobbing.

That posture was exactly the same as that of the "Wailer" statue mentioned in the documents.

The victim's blood had drained away, seemingly deceased for some time, with no sign of the perpetrator nearby, only the pungent smell of blood filling the entire exhibition hall.

Yu Sheng felt his heart clench a few times—not that he was a stranger to "death," having perished more than once or twice, but this was his first time confronting such a brutal scene from a third-person perspective. Moreover, the scene itself was secondary; what really struck him...

Was the strong, sacrificial, malevolent atmosphere in this tableau.

The sacrifice, who had been bled to death while bound in iron brambles, the deliberate replication of the "Wailer" statue's mourning posture, the blood that flowed from the high platform, the polluted white exhibition hall, and those quietly standing plastic dummies surrounding the sacrifice.

This was a completely different kind of "terror" from that of the entity—Hunger.

"Little Red Riding Hood, do you know what this..."

Yu Sheng turned around instinctively, wanting to ask the only experienced person on the scene if she could understand what was happening, but he suddenly noticed something odd about the red-clothed girl.

She was staring intently at the Offerer on the high platform, and at some unknown time, her eyes had turned blood-red just like her Shadow Wolves, a low, whining sound coming from her throat, and fine hair was emerging from her cheeks and the backs of her hands.

The next second, Yu Sheng saw the shadow behind Little Red Riding Hood suddenly stretch and grow; a huge beast emerged from it—the beast stood upright, looking like a human cloaked in a wolf's skin, or like a wolf that had swallowed a human and now possessed a human's skeletal structure and contours. This hybrid of human and wolf burst forth from the shadow without a howl, without any precursor, without a meaningless intimidation process, but rather lunged forward directly.

But not at Yu Sheng—instead, it lunged straight toward the unresponsive Little Red Riding Hood.

It is very difficult for a person to dodge an attack from their own shadow.

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