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  "Fatty," Jiang g patted the tter's shoulder, "Let's go."

  Fatty's eyes widened, "Where to?"

  "Stone sb."

  "Stone sb?"

  It seemed that Fatty realized he had raised his voice too loudly and immediately lowered it, trembling as he said, "Doctor, those guys want to drive us to the stone sb."

  In Fatty's uanding, if they obeyed those creatures' wishes, it would be a death sentence.

  "This is no longer something we decide," Jiang g said.

  Fatty didn't eveo think; he knew Jiang g was right. Those creatures had scattered, f a o trap them. If they didn’t want to be caught on the spot, they had no choice but to flee deeper into the forest.

  But... it was essentially a slow suicide.

  As the sounds around them grew louder, the two of them started heading deeper into the forest along a narrow path.

  A few mier, a massive amphibious-looking creature’s webbed foot smmed onto the rock where Jiang g and Fatty had briefly takeer. The sharp cws reflected a dim light.

  A group of creatures, about 2-3 meters tall, emerged from various dires, closing in, following the rugged path.

  Oree trunks and rocks they passed, pools of disgusting mucus were left behind.

  When they reached the stone sb again, there were no obstacles. At this moment, the stone sb was as as if it were brand new, with no signs of bones, bodies, or blood.

  If one didn’t know what the stone sb signified, it could almost be mistaken for a rge piece of art.

  Pure white in color, faint halos flickering across its surface, Fatty focused on the sb, and for a moment, he had the illusion that the stone sb was alive, rising and falling with his breathing.

  He forced himself to look away and turo g the doctor.

  The daze swept across the stone sb slowly, seemingly searg for something. Fatty didn’t want to interrupt him, but at this point, it was impossible to ighe bizarre creatures had already appeared around them.

  With dark green skin, some had sharp nails on their webbed feet, while others had wings growing from their backs. Judging by their size, they definitely couldn't fly.

  These were creatures that seemed like evolutionary rejects from a biological b, slowly surrounding them.

  At this point, Fatty had calmed dowook a deep breath, as if trying to vent all the pent-up frustration from the journey.

  "Doctor," he chuckled bitterly, "There’s no way out."

  "Mm."

  The doctor seemed to still be thinking, indifferent to the approag creatures. Fatty couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Even at a time like this, he wasn’t willing to give up? Even if there was still a ce for survival, it didn’t matter muow.

  Time was running out.

  It was straty was actually someone who was very afraid of death. Not only afraid of dying, but also afraid of pain. Once, while choppiables and talking to the doctor, he actally cut his hand.

  It wasn’t a rge wound—if it had been on Jiang g, he probably wouldn’t even have furrowed his brow. But Fatty had pined for a long time, bming the doctor for distrag him while they talked.

  Because of that, the three dishes they had po cook that day turned into only two.

  But now, he felt almost numb, as if he was about to embark on aable journey. He felt strangely calm, feeliranged even to himself.

  He just felt regretful.

  Nretful for himself, but for the doctor.

  The doctor retty det person. Though he had a few quirks, he was truly a good person. Fatty had only made it this far because of him.

  He even wondered if the doctor had not been distracted by taking care of him, maybe... he would’ve left already.

  After all, someone as troublesome as Ran had already fallen into the doctor’s hands.

  Someone like him shouldn't die. If he were given enough time, maybe he could have figured out the secrets hidden uhis nightmare... maybe even solved it.

  He had an inexplicable trust in the doctor.

  He shouldn't die—he was the one dragging the doctor down, shamelessly relying on him.

  After holding back for a long time, he finally spoke, "Doctor," his voice hoarse, the creatures were already very close, " you tell me your name?"

  Jiang g shifted his gaze to look at him.

  "No other meaning, Doctor," Fatty chuckled bitterly, "We’ve known each other for so long, and I still don’t know your name. I feel it’s a pity."

  "I don’t have a name," Jiang g said, "I’m an orphan."

  "Then what about your st name?"

  "A picked a random one."

  Fatty: "..."

  In addition to being smart, Fatty most admired the doctor for his ability to ruin the moment. He had inally po bid farewell properly and express his gratitude.

  In Fatty's imagined sario, they would even hug each other at the end, making for a very emotional se.

  But now, after just two sentences from the doctor, it was all gone.

  No wonder he’s an orphan.

  Some trivial thoughts fshed through Fatty’s mind, and he suddenly realized the doctor had a bigger influen him than he had thought. If the old Fatty had been in this dire situation, he probably wouldn’t have been able to stand up.

  Let alohink about making a heartfelt farewell.

  "Mm?" Fatty seemed to suddenly realize something. He looked up and gazed at the doctor, who was still carefully examining the stone sb, feeling like things weren’t quite as he had imagined.

  It seemed like the doctor...

  He immediately spoke, "Doctor, did you figure something out?"

  "Sort of," Jiang g extended his hand, pulling Fatty closer to him because the creatures were closing in, "I found a way, Fatty," he said.

  Upon hearing this, Fatty instantly perked up. He stopped beiimental, feeling his spirits return, pletely energized, "Doctor, then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!"

  Jiang g still looked at him, his eyes now holding something Fatty didn’t want to see.

  It only took a moment for Fatty to uand. "D-Doctor," he stammered, "Is it... is it...?"

  "My method only ensure one persos out," Jiang g said, "Maybe it could work for two, but it’s risky. In the end, her of us might make it."

  Hope was reignited, only to be shattered again, and the transition from lost hope to despair was swift. The color drained from Fatty’s face, and his lips trembled untrolbly.

  "If you wao take you out," Jiang g paused, "I’ll try, but I want you to uand, it’s a huge risk, and it may not be worth it."

  The creatures were slowly closing in, and their foul stench was already in the air, but at this point, no one cared about that. Jiang g stared at Fatty, then said in an unusually formal tone, "So..."

  Fatty lowered his head, and after a few seds:

  "You go, Doctor," he raised his head, but his expression was different from what Jiang g had expected. Though his eyes were still dim, he smiled and said, "It leasure meeting you, Doctor."

  (End of the Chapter)

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