Chapter 203: Going Wild

Tat.

Tat.

Tat.

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the office.

Lin Yao shook her head at the group without saying anything.

Then she entered the elevator and left.

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"Hey, hello!"

"Am I—"

"Hey, do you need fresh beef?"

"What?"

"You need bloody steak?"

"This isn’t a brothel."

"No women come here."

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

The phone continued ringing.

The more Mo Xian and the others made calls, the more obvious their physical reactions became.

Puff!

Puff!

Mo Xian’s two temples seemed unable to suppress the pressure any longer.

Two pitch-black, crescent-shaped horns suddenly broke through the skin of his temples.

Scratch!

They pierced through his flesh and began growing from his forehead.

Munch.

Munch.

Meanwhile, the other members remained seated in their chairs.

Their bodies constantly shifted uneasily.

Then—

Brown fur began squeezing through the seams of their pants.

It wriggled.

It moved.

And slowly, something began forming beneath their clothes.

"Captain..."

"Something’s wrong."

"I-I touched my butt, and it seems something has grown under my clothes."

"A tail."

Lan Lingxue’s face grew increasingly pale as she looked at the word floating above their heads.

Ferocious.

"Damn."

"Could it be that eating the buns causes mutation?"

But then—

Mo Xian suddenly turned his head toward Zhu Weiman and the young man.

His pupils instantly widened.

"Hah..."

"Hahahaha!"

At some unknown point, the mouths of Zhu Weiman and the young man had stretched completely open.

Their mouths extended from their jaws all the way toward the roots of their ears.

Curved tusks protruded from their upper jaws.

A circle of black spines had grown across their faces, covering most of their features.

"Hah!"

They didn’t even know when their backs had hunched over.

Dense black spines had grown across their backs, piercing through their clothes.

White steam continuously spewed from their mouths.

At first glance—

They looked like wild boar men covered in black hair.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Is this... is this a boar man?"

Zzzzzzz.

Before Mo Xian could finish speaking, the lights on the third floor began flickering violently.

Then—

Click.

The entire third floor plunged into complete darkness.

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9:00 P.M.

The company’s lights automatically turned off.

"Uncle..."

"Can we eat now?"

"Ah..."

"We can eat the freshest, the best beef and horse meat."

In the darkness, the two bent-over boar men suddenly attacked.

They charged toward the workstations at terrifying speed.

At the same time, the outlines of the third floor became blurred.

The surrounding darkness seemed to swallow everything.

The air was suddenly filled with the smell of stagnant water.

Rustling sounds echoed through the darkness.

Like wild grass growing rapidly.

"What?"

"What is this?"

Mo Xian was stunned.

Completely stunned.

The scene before him was no longer the third floor of the Evolution Food Company.

Instead—

It was a vast wilderness covered in waist-high water grass.

Shallow pools of filthy water covered the ground.

The grass stretched endlessly in every direction.

Ssssss.

The grass leaves in front of them swayed.

Two black shadows slowly approached.

"Yan Cheng!"

"Yan Cheng, where are you?"

"Quick!"

"Suppress them!"

"Hurry!"

"Hah!"

The beastly roars grew louder.

Yan Cheng finally snapped back to his senses amid the transformation of the world.

He hurriedly spoke.

"I say..."

"In the darkness, beasts must not move."

His voice seemed to possess a strange magical power.

The words passed through the countless water plants.

The two charging figures suddenly stopped.

Their bodies froze in place as if they had been turned into statues.

They remained trapped among the water plants.

Huff.

Huff.

Huff.

"TMD."

"TMD."

"So when night falls, this place turns into another world?"

"Or is it that only after mutation can we see this world?"

"Everyone, gather!"

"Quickly!"

Mo Xian shouted through the darkness while pushing aside the dense water plants.

After a moment, the four of them finally gathered together.

They exchanged glances.

Fear and unease were visible in everyone’s eyes.

"You’re on the kill line, damn."

"So overtime leads to entering another world?"

"What a terrifying dungeon!"

"Just the fantasy of an overtime worker before death."

"Beautiful but deadly."

"No."

"I feel the trigger for entering this world is overtime."

"It should be the mutation, right?"

"Didn’t you guys see?"

"Mo Xian has horns."

"I have my own rhythm."

"So... are these two worlds connected?"

"Or can we only enter this world after mutating?"

"No."

"Shen Yu hasn’t mutated."

"So it seems that only after mutation, once it becomes dark, can we enter this world."

"I’m curious."

"If we stay here, can Mo Xian and the others still return to work?"

"Isn’t failing to work considered a failure condition in the dungeon?"

The bullet comments continued to flood the live stream.

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"Who?"

"Who?"

"Yan Cheng..."

"How are you feeling?"

"Can you still—"

Mo Xian’s eyes were tense as he stared at Yan Cheng.

The skin around Yan Cheng’s mouth was slowly tearing apart.

It resembled a slit-mouthed woman.

The tear extended from the corners of his lips toward his earlobes.

Then further.

Further.

Toward the back of his head.

Once the tear line completely closed around the back of his head—

Yan Cheng’s head might fall directly from his neck.

S-Rank Talent — Word Spirit.

Words Become Reality.

After activating his talent, every word he spoke would produce a corresponding effect.

However, the longer the effect lasted, the greater the burden placed on his body.

**Note: If the burden becomes excessive and the user becomes unable to speak, the side effects will completely devour the user.**

This was Yan Cheng’s ability.

Aside from Mo Xian, he was the only true combat power remaining in the team.

But now—

"Hah..."

"Captain..."

"Captain, I feel..."

"I-I can’t..."

"I can’t speak anymore."

Drip.

Drip.

Blood trickled down from Yan Cheng’s ears.

He looked toward the water plants in the distance.

The two wild boar men had completely transformed.

They had become enormous black boars as large as tigers.

Their bodies were covered in sharp spikes.

Their mouths opened as they snarled.

"Hah!"

White mist sprayed from their mouths.

Although they still couldn’t move because of Yan Cheng’s Word Spirit, their bodies struggled violently.

Yan Cheng’s mouth involuntarily began tearing wider.

His Word Spirit was reaching its limit.

"Run!"

"Damn it!"

"Let’s get out of here first!"

"TMD!"

"We can’t stay on the third floor."

"It’s already after work."

"Our activity should be fine."

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Mo Xian grabbed Yan Cheng’s arm and ran toward the distant mound of water grass.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

The four of them sprinted forward.

Dirty water splashed beneath their feet.

The heavy grass shadows concealed their surroundings.

Then—

A faint red light suddenly flashed within the grass mound.

Mo Xian’s pupils contracted.

"An elevator."

"It’s an elevator!"