Clown Game
Chapter 223 - 211: Fairy Tale Sixteen

Chapter 223: Chapter 211: Fairy Tale Sixteen

Although the processing plant was some distance from the group’s location, these people had already exceeded the bounds of normal humans, so it didn’t take long before they arrived at their destination.

This factory appeared to have been used for manufacturing fertilizers or similar products, which made sense for a small town like this one. You wouldn’t expect them to have some elaborate industrial complex... With no rivers nearby, it seemed they could only rely on pollution-heavy industries.

The factory had been neglected for many years and had naturally fallen into disuse. It was not very large, comprising two stories in total. The first floor was almost hollow, with a very tall structure built from steel and concrete. In the middle, there was a small Corrosion Pool. Outside the main body of the factory was a fairly spacious courtyard, scattered with unidentifiable machine parts and some bags of fertilizer.

The first thing the tech guy did upon entering the factory was to rush to find a faucet... After turning it on, he discovered a trickle of murky water mixed with mud and ash flowed out, not even a drop could drip out anymore.

Clearly, using water was not an option. However, the good news was, since there were fewer wooden constructions here, if a fight were to break out, it would still be better than in a residential area filled with furniture and flammable materials.

"What do we do now?" Fatso asked out of breath, bent over as if he had never stopped being exhausted from the start... Hmm... Fatso really gets tired regardless of what he does... absolutely anything!

Cinderella hesitated for a moment, rubbing the still swollen half of his face as he spoke, "We still don’t know how powerful that fiery person is... If it’s just full-body flames, it shouldn’t be too difficult to handle."

"It won’t be just that..." Bai Xiong dropped Chen Xiao onto the ground with a "plop," ah, it seemed like field agents preferred throwing unconscious teammates onto the ground.

"If it were just the fire... she would have handled it by now~" Bai Xiong continued indifferently.

It was quite clear what he meant. If it were just that level, Song Xuan would have already dealt with her alone, and there wouldn’t be such trouble.

"Hmm..." Cinderella drew out his words, hesitating for a while. Although he had been unconscious and hadn’t seen the fiery woman, judging from the personal data of the woman named Song Xuan... Bai Xiong didn’t seem to be making it up.

Yes... Without intelligence, thinking too much was useless, even potentially counterproductive, so Cinderella nodded, "Let’s rest for a bit... check the remaining ammunition, and discuss further when the female member returns... It seems like the monster isn’t very fast, if it comes down to it, just avoid her!"

...

Resting was probably the best course of action at this stage, and since everyone’s phones had tracking devices, team members could see each other’s locations, so there was no worry of Song Xuan not being able to find the group.

"Ah—finally a break!" Fatso wailed as he plumped down on the ground, indeed, Fatso would still be... Ah, never mind.

At this moment, everyone finally had some spare time, so they all turned to look at Chen Xiao.

At that time, he was still sprawled on the ground, motionless like a lump of mud. However, beneath the intensely stained suit torn by blood, what had been bone-deep wounds were miraculously beginning to heal, almost scabbing over.

"What... is going on?" Cinderella pondered for a moment and tentatively asked Bai Xiong.

But the latter remained silent, his face devoid of any expression, then shook his head, not knowing whether he meant "I don’t want to talk" or "I don’t know."

Well, it’s probably not good to ask too many questions about another team’s affairs... so Cinderella didn’t press further. Reflecting on the previous think-tank competition, where this extremely unattractive, frail man had defeated the remaining seven participants with an attitude akin to touring an amusement park... and intuitively, he felt that he might just make it to the end, emerging as the ultimate victor of that contest.

"Hmm... A thinking evaluation score of just ’2’?" he asked himself, baffled, glancing once more at Chen Xiao on the ground, then shook his head and dropped the matter.

Just then, Egg Brother approached the group.

He was holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Uh, want to take a look?" he said, his expression slightly uneasy.

"Is this from that monster that was just blown apart?" the redhead asked, sitting on the ground and fiddling with his already disheveled hair. "Hey? Why does your face look like you’ve eaten shit?"

Egg Brother swallowed helplessly, "It’s nothing... I just read a story just now."

Having said that, he hung his head and walked back to where they were before, mumbling, "It’ll feel better after a while..."

The others shrugged their shoulders, didn’t ask any further, and gathered together to start reading the text on the sheet of paper that was left behind.

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"Cinderella"

Once upon a time, in a certain town, there was a very lovely girl.

Whether in body shape or in appearance, she was the most beautiful in the town, loved by everyone... especially her legs, long, straight, and as white as jade, even her small feet were dainty, almost like a work of art.

But this girl had no mother, for her mother had died of illness when she was still young.

Afterwards, the girl’s father remarried, bringing home a new mother and a new sister.

"Wow, the house is lively now. I not only have a dad and a new mom, but also a sister," the girl was extremely happy.

However, the girl’s excitement was short-lived. Because the new mother didn’t love her at all, she even abused her.

"Go clean up, and after that, you have to cook!"

"Go chop wood, what a lazy girl!"

The new mother kept ordering the girl to do this and that, while letting her own daughter play around.

The girl always worked by the stove, her face grimy, covered in soot, and her clothes perpetually filthy.

The mean-spirited sister, jealous of her beauty, often mocked or tricked her, even scattering ashes on the girl.

"How annoying! What a dirty girl! She’s just like a beggar under the bridge."

"A filthy girl, indeed, as if shrouded in ash!"

"Yes! Covered in dust, nobody would like you!"

"How amusing! Hahaha!!"

The sisters mercilessly spoke this way, while the father seems to ignore this behavior of the stepmother and sisters,

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(Changed, changed... This is just a story about a girl called Cinderella...)