Chapter 876

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Chapter 876: Chen Yangrong

“Is there a living person inside this giant beast’s mouth?”

Jialan looked at the knife wound that pierced through the giant beast’s mouth. Beyond the shattered fangs, its oral cavity was pitch black in the deep sea, and nothing could be seen.

“To be precise, it’s in its stomach,” Lin Qiye said, gazing into the beast’s mouth, his eyes slightly brightening. “I think I’ve found that thing.”

He patted the lantern fish beneath him, communicating with it through his thoughts. In the next moment, the two were enveloped in a soft yellow glow, slowly flying into the giant beast’s mouth.

The beast was enormous; even its mouth was the size of an ordinary gymnasium. Illuminated by the lantern fish’s light, Jialan could clearly see the hidden teeth within its mouth, unevenly scattered around, mixed with some large fish bone fragments.

After passing through its mouth, the lantern fish swam down the esophagus. After an unknown amount of time, they arrived in a seemingly endless dim space, where countless fish skeletons and many oddly shaped biological remains floated in the air, resembling a vast white bone graveyard, a strange stench wafting through the area.

“This is its stomach?” Jialan wrapped his arms around Lin Qiye’s waist, observing the surroundings through the lantern fish’s faint light, and curiously asked, “Isn’t this too big?”

“It’s one of its stomachs,” Lin Qiye clarified. “It has four such stomachs.”

Jialan’s mouth fell open in shock.

As the lantern fish moved forward, a blood-red meat wall gradually emerged from the darkness in the distance.

The surface of this meat wall was uneven, seemingly coated with some green gastric fluid, and the wall extended infinitely in all directions, enveloping the entire space.

Here was the edge of this stomach.

With the help of the lantern fish’s faint light, Lin Qiye squinted slightly, looking toward the center of the meat wall.

There, a figure was hanging alone in the air, about to be swallowed by the meat wall. Its lower body was completely wrapped in the bloody flesh, while its upper body was exposed, head drooping, with strands of aged hair drifting in the foul-smelling seawater, resembling a corpse.

It was an old man Lin Qiye had never seen before.

However, at this moment, Lin Qiye’s gaze was not on the old man but rather on the old man’s chest…

On the old man’s thin, wrinkled chest, a familiar long knife was deeply embedded in his body. The tail end of the knife floated with a radiant circular ring, slowly and gracefully rotating without being hindered by the seawater, making it hard to look away after just one glance.

As the circular ring of light spun, it seemed as if the passage of time had come to a halt, intertwining the past and future within that small ring, like an ouroboros, mysterious and powerful.

Lin Qiye recognized this knife.

【Yiyuan】.

“Is that knife…?” At the same time, Jialan also saw the knife and asked with some confusion.

“Yes,” Lin Qiye nodded. “That’s Wang Mian’s personal dagger.”

“How did his knife end up here? Where is he?”

“This shouldn’t be Wang Mian’s knife… No, it should be said that this is not the Wang Mian we know.” Lin Qiye stared at the mysterious circular ring floating at the end of 【Yiyuan】 and slowly spoke, “This knife is entwined with the laws that maintain the time loop of this fishing village. This kind of power is not something the current Wang Mian could possess.”

So far, Lin Qiye had only seen this knife on two people: one was the current captain of the 【Mask】 team, Wang Mian, and the other was the elderly Wang Mian who had scattered them into the “human circle” in Japan, suspected to be from the future.

Since the current Wang Mian could not possibly possess the power of the laws, the identity of this knife’s owner became clear.

This was the knife of Wang Mian from the future.

And the time loop of this fishing village should also be his doing.

But why did he set up such a loop here? Why did this knife appear here? Who was the person stabbed by this knife?

One question after another surged in Lin Qiye’s mind. Just as he was deep in thought, the old man pinned to the meat wall by 【Yiyuan】 slowly opened his eyes…

The aged strands of hair floating in the seawater swayed slightly as he lifted his head. His deep, reddish eyes fell on Lin Qiye and Jialan. For some reason, upon seeing those eyes, Lin Qiye’s heart suddenly tightened.

“Two more rats have sneaked in, have they…” The old man’s lips moved slightly, but his aged voice echoed in their ears.

Lin Qiye had sensed that the old man’s heart was still beating even before entering. Although it had been pierced by 【Yiyuan】, and the heartbeat was extremely weak, he was still alive… in a form Lin Qiye could not comprehend.

“Who are you?” Lin Qiye frowned and asked.

“Me?” The old man replied calmly, “My name is Chen Yangrong, an ordinary fisherman.”

A fisherman?

Hearing those two words, Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed slightly.

A creature whose heart had been pierced by 【Yiyuan】 yet still survived in the stomach of a giant beast calls itself an ordinary fisherman?

“You are also a pitiful creature who accidentally entered this time loop, aren’t you?” The old man’s voice echoed again in Lin Qiye’s ears, sounding somewhat lazy. “If you want to live, come pull out the knife from my chest. After I get out, I will thank you properly.”

“…”

Lin Qiye looked at him with a strange expression, extending his hand to point at himself. “Do you think I look like a fool?”

Not to mention why the elderly Wang Mian wanted to kill this old man, just looking at his appearance and his body trapped in the stomach wall of the beast, he definitely didn’t seem like a good person… And you expect me to pull out the knife and let you out just because you said so?

Do I look that easy to deceive?

Even if you want to trick me, you should at least come up with a decent lie, right?

“Hehe, how would you know if you don’t try? What if you are just a fool?” Chen Yangrong chuckled lightly.

Seeing Lin Qiye and Jialan’s serious expressions, Chen Yangrong’s smile gradually faded. He spoke slowly, “However, I’m not joking with you, nor do I want to waste my breath telling you stories. Whether you are smart or foolish, if you want to walk out of here alive, you can only pull out this knife.

Otherwise, you will have only one way to die.”

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, squinting at him, his eyes flashing with intelligence.

“One way to die? Why would I die?”

Chen Yangrong looked at him for a moment and sneered, “You still know how to fish for information… It seems you are indeed not a fool.”

Chen Yangrong seemed unconcerned about Lin Qiye’s little schemes. He extended his hand and pointed at the slowly rotating circular ring in front of his chest. “Either you die at its hands…”

Then he raised his arm high and pointed at the ceiling:

“Or you die at the hands of ‘them’.”