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"It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, we are now on the way to Demon Island."
Suddenly, Xu Qingyuan heard a low murmuring voice.
Following the sound, he saw a figure curled up in the corner, trembling as if in fear of something.
Xu Qingyuan frowned and moved closer, trying to hear what the person was saying.
"Don't come over, don't come over..."
The person's voice was filled with fear and despair, their eyes vacant and lifeless.
The dim light in the control room flickered uncertainly, casting eerie shadows around.
The words were unclear, but as he got closer, he finally understood what the other person was saying.
"What are you doing?" Xu Qingyuan asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
However, the person ignored Xu Qingyuan's question and continued to mutter those incomprehensible phrases.
Xu Qingyuan tightened his brow even more and attempted to touch the person's shoulder, wanting to calm him down.
"Don't touch me!" the person suddenly screamed, shrinking even further into the corner.
It seemed as if this person had seen something extremely terrifying; he desperately pressed himself against the wall while repeatedly chanting, "Demon Island... Demon Island... don't come over..."
His voice grew louder, causing those nearby to instinctively take a step back and keep their distance from him.
Accompanied by deafening thunder overhead, the waves surged more violently, and this person's actions became increasingly bizarre.
He first hugged his head with both hands, then forcefully shoved his hands into his mouth until all ten fingers were inside. He continued to push hard while remaining motionless, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.
"Ah!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward to try to pull his hand out.
But when they touched the man, they found his body chillingly cold, as if he had lost all vitality.
"Oh no, he's dead!" someone shouted in terror.
The sudden turn of events plunged everyone present into extreme panic.
At that moment, the sky outside the ship grew even darker, with the wind howling like a demon and the waves crashing violently. The entire world seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness.
Seeing this scene, everyone looked flustered; many were already unsettled by the diverted course, and now they were like startled birds.
This bizarre scene caused one person to faint from shock.
Noticing the blood trickling from the man's mouth and his legs still twitching slightly, Xu Qingyuan felt that the situation was dire and shouted, "Quick, someone grab him; he's not dead yet."
Before anyone could react from their shock, Xu Qingyuan had already stepped forward to hold the man's hand but was careful not to apply too much pressure, fearing he might accidentally tear his mouth apart.
"Anyone nearby!"
Just moments ago, there were people willing to help, but in this strange situation, no one responded; everyone kept their distance.
Finally, beside Xu Qingyuan appeared a burly man in a tank top who stepped forward to assist.
It was He Shuo.
He firmly grasped the man's wrist and said to Xu Qingyuan, "You pull his left hand out first."
Xu Qingyuan frowned and nodded gravely.
The man's hands were quickly removed, but the corners of his mouth had split open, revealing a shocking red mark that oozed a considerable amount of blood, slowly hanging below his lips.
This appearance made the man resemble a certain horror character.
"The Slit-Mouthed Woman could be renamed Slit-Mouth Man," He Shuo said with a hint of sarcasm, which prompted Xu Qingyuan to glance at him twice.
Noticing this, He Shuo quickly made a gesture to indicate silence.
As soon as Xu Qingyuan released his grip, the man swiftly shoved his hands back into his mouth, as if cursed by something terrifying.
Xu Qingyuan, feeling helpless, had to use both hands to grasp one of the man's hands while frowning at He Shuo.
Seeing the man's strange behavior, He Shuo refrained from further teasing and quickly grabbed a coat from nearby, tearing it into long strips. Together with Xu Qingyuan, they tightly bound the man.
To be safe, He Shuo even stuffed a piece of cloth into the man's mouth to silence him.
With something in his mouth, the man ignored the split at the corners of his lips and bit down hard on the cloth, as if afraid it would be taken away.
Before long, more than half of the cloth was stained red with blood.
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