What’s going on?
Two people who were already dead, Shen Qing and Liu Yan, killed Fatty Wang.
Lin Ran could actually understand that.
The reason was simple—the third wave of thieves were the notorious undead.
So, reviving two dead people to attack early and take out Fatty Wang wasn’t surprising.
Undead, after all, that’s what they do.
But what was up with Qi Xiaoyu? He wasn’t dead yet, right??
Could he be the mastermind behind the scenes?
Impossible.
Too few clues, too many questions.
The entire enemy force of the third wave had already had its presence completely overshadowed by that mysterious assassin.
And Fatty Wang just died like that?
Lin Ran didn’t believe it.
No warning, no sign, no process.
Lin Ran believed that even in death, Fatty Wang would do his utmost to leave behind some clue or information.
To determine if Fatty was truly dead, he had to start with the corpse.
Thinking this, he stepped through the dormitory door and returned to the wooden cabin.
Fatty Wang’s room was some distance away, at least dozens of meters.
But even so, Lin Ran could feel a chilling sensation emanating from that direction.
The originally lively five wooden cabins now had only himself left alive as the owner.
Stepping into the dorm, Zhou Qingqing was surrounded by a large group of slimes at the table.
And on the table, Fatty Wang’s corpse lay peacefully.
Zhou Qingqing pushed up her black-framed glasses, her expression extremely serious.
She calmly examined something on Fatty Wang, muttering:
“Lin Ran, you’re finally here. You should also help assess Fatty Wang’s condition.”
Lin Ran nodded, stepped forward, and personally checked Fatty’s vital signs.
Breathing stopped.
Heartbeat stopped.
The whole body was already cold.
No wounds, no signs of struggle, even his clothes were perfectly neat.
Exactly the same as the previous cases.
Except for one thing.
Why…
His chest was hot, scorching.
“Explain.”
Lin Ran asked concisely.
This was directed at Zhou Qingqing, but also to Vera in his mind.
He wanted to see if this human teammate’s information could keep up with Vera’s.
Vera: “At 9:47 AM, thirteen undead creatures attacked the wooden cabin and were single-handedly dealt with by Mr. Fatty Wang.”
Zhou Qingqing: “In the morning, a group of undead crawled out from underground. Fatty Wang handled it alone. We didn’t think much of it.”
Vera: “At 11:33 AM, Shen Qing’s cabin reappeared, and a large number of undead emerged from within. There was also an Arch-Necromancer, who used the skill [Great Silence], which is why I didn’t contact you immediately.”
Zhou Qingqing: “Later, a powerful Necromancer appeared. After releasing a skill, no one could speak. Although Fatty Wang still won the fight hand-to-hand.”
Vera: “Immediately after, at 12:11 PM, the Necromancer appeared again. Fatty Wang fought bravely but was defeated and died in battle.”
Zhou Qingqing: “The Necromancer quickly revived, and Fatty Wang couldn’t beat him and died.”
“But next comes the main issue.”
At this point, the two of them spoke in unison, saying the exact same sentence.
Vera: “My appraisal result: the Necromancer was originally your teammate Shen Qing, transformed after death into an Evilbone Sorcerer, possessing powerful curse abilities.”
Zhou Qingqing: “I sent photos taken during the battle to Chen Jing from the student council. Chen Jing said she asked someone with appraisal abilities to check.
They said the Necromancer was actually a skeleton infused with magic power. In other words, it resembled a magic golem, which matches Liu Yan’s ability.”
Not only did the two opinions diverge, but even Scarface, who had somehow joined the group, chimed in with his response.
“Boss, that woman said that, but let me give you some practical advice. Silence is a major curse skill. Especially when that skeleton can keep us from even speaking.
Do I need to say how strong it is? And the only one here with a cursed aura is that man who looks like a woman, right?”
Yes, three people gave three different answers.
That’s also why, during Vera’s first report, the conclusion was so vague.
Shen Qing, Liu Yan, Qi Xiaoyu.
Lin Ran didn’t respond.
His attention was entirely on Fatty Wang.
He reached out again and felt Fatty Wang’s chest.
Still scorching.
Didn’t seem like a coincidence.
Since that was the case——
An absurd but highly plausible idea formed in his mind.
[Love Detection Eye!]
Rather than dwell on the reasons, it was better to try an appraisal.
Someone once said, can’t you identify under special circumstances?
[Target: Fatty Wang’s Heart of Nirvana]
[Love Potential Value: 0 (Are you sure…?)]
[System Analysis: Fatty Wang’s heart, transformed by a unique item. Each time after death, it enters a state of feigned death.
When it senses someone important in crisis, it revives and gains a 100% all-attribute bonus for three days (2 uses left!)]
Sure enough, the appraisal ability of the Love Detection Eye was terrifying.
It could appraise not only living things, but even hearts.
But…
Someone important?
Lin Ran pinched his own neck, pretending to suffocate.
Good, nothing happened.
Fatty Wang didn’t move a muscle.
Looks like pinching your neck isn’t enough of a crisis.
But Lin Ran was a cautious person and wanted to test another possibility——
He sent Zhou Qingqing and Scarface away, then transformed on the spot into his own sister—Lin Xi.
Then, he pinched his neck again.
The next second, an anomaly erupted——
Fatty Wang’s chest burst into soaring flames.
A mass of golden-red fire instantly enveloped his entire body, condensing into a Phoenix of Fire ready to soar!
Within the flames, Fatty Wang rose from the table.
The first thing he did upon bursting from the flames was grab Lin Ran’s shoulders and shout:
“Lin Xi! What happened to you? Grandpa Fatty is here to save you!!”
This thunderous roar almost deafened Lin Ran.
This bastard, always blinded by beauty!
Lin Ran almost lost his composure.
When it’s a brother in trouble you don’t care, but when it’s a girl you get all fired up?
Fine, if a brother can forget loyalty for beauty, then don’t blame a brother for taking advantage of you.
“Fatty, my brother wants you to take full responsibility for guarding all the cabins in the third wave. Can you do it?”
Lin Ran had no intention of doing anything coquettish with this body.
On one hand, maintaining the previously cold persona helped earn trust.
On the other, it was honestly just gross…
“No problem! Leave it to Grandpa Fatty! But… I have one condition.”
Fatty Wang scratched his head, grinning sheepishly.
“Speak.”
Lin Ran replied in Lin Xi’s chilly tone.
“Can you call me Fat Bro? Soft and sweet, a bit more moe?”
At this point, Lin Ran was looking at Fatty Wang like he was a bug.
But somehow, that made this pervert even happier.
He even wore a blissful expression.
Lin Ran barely resisted the urge to transform back and punch this guy, refusing to say that ‘Fat Bro’ line.
A vein bulged on his forehead, but he forced a smile.
“Never mind that for now. My brother asked me to do one more thing…”
“Tell me, how did you die?”
Lin Ran needed a fourth answer.
…