Chapter 2942

Wang Kaixuan nodded and hurried forward, catching up to Uncle Ming in two or three strides, grabbing him by the back of the collar, while Uncle Ming at this point was somewhat impatient and tried to break free from Wang Kaixuan.

"You little punk! Get lost! Don't stop me from eating meat!"

Wang Kaixuan's brow furrowed even deeper, and when Yang Lusi walked up she asked with great interest: "Uncle Ming, where do you want to go eat meat?"

Uncle Ming's eyes were blood-red, his nostrils constantly sniffing, and he said: "Don't any of you have a sense of smell? Can't you smell the stewed beef?"

This time Yang Lusi also began to frown, and neither of them paid Uncle Ming any further attention. Wang Kaixuan then said: "Team Leader Yang, even though the environment here is a mirage, could it still bring hallucinations to some people?"

Actually, this kind of Illusionary Realm gave everyone a subconscious sense of fear, because they had already experienced far too much of it in the previous economic process!

The key point is that the so-called Illusionary Realm of the Ancient City of Jingjue — what they were affected by came mainly from the Corpse Fragrance Devil Lotus internally.

But there was nothing like that here, so the current situation appeared all the more bizarre.

The key was that before this, Zhang Lin had simply not given them any corresponding answers or instructions. Originally, following Mr. Zhang's habit, he would always tell them at the very beginning exactly where to go next.

But this time Mr. Zhang had not stuck to his previous habit, and they could not complain about it — they could only choose to accept it calmly.

But precisely because of this, as to what this so-called hallucination actually came from, everyone had their own guesses in their hearts, yet Uncle Ming was the first person to show the corresponding change.

After Wang Kaixuan dragged Uncle Ming back, the man still maintained that frenzied appearance, and in Wang Kaixuan's view, the current Uncle Ming seemed even more crazed than before when he had held a bomb wanting to perish together with the archaeological team.

Yang Lusi had a bold thought in her heart — if things were as she imagined, Uncle Ming was being controlled by certain hallucinations, his spirit seized, and everything he did was beyond his own control.

But Yang Lusi quickly rejected her own thought, because after Zhang Lin ascended the Crescent Restaurant he would certainly tell her the reasons behind this matter, rather than beating around the bush — which showed that right now it was merely the influence of this hallucination.

There were still many things they needed to watch out for afterward — this was what Yang Lusi had figured out at present. She could not help but sigh, while Wang Kaixuan truly could not stand Uncle Ming's howling any longer.

At this moment they only heard Uncle Ming roar: "Let me go, I want to eat meat!"

Repeating this one sentence over and over — to everyone this was utterly inexplicable.

The next moment Wang Kaixuan raised his hand and slapped Uncle Ming across the face. He had always been such a direct person — once he saw the situation was wrong, he would make the most decisive choice.

Even Yang Lusi had not expected Wang Kaixuan to be so direct at this moment, and she sighed helplessly once again.

She gave Hu Bayi a look, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Kaixuan away. Right now Uncle Ming was in this frenzied state, and they could not figure out exactly why, but Yang Lusi knew that perhaps if Zhang Lin up on the Crescent Restaurant had no corresponding instructions, then they could simply keep moving forward.

Following the direction from which the sound came, that sound just now was like the scraping of a sharpening stone, and also like a cleaver chopping on a cutting board.

No one knew exactly what had happened, but under such a bizarre situation, all they had to do was go forward and find out the truth.

Just at this moment, Zhang Lin on the Crescent Restaurant was about to speak, when someone below asked: "Mr. Zhang, where should the Second Archaeological Team head from here?"

Before this question could be answered, the next one followed in quick succession.

"Mr. Zhang, why has Uncle Ming become like this? Could it really be that certain hallucinations exist?"

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