Who hid My Corpse!

```

"Huff, huff..."

```

Ulu, carrying Lu Ji's corpse on his back, walked cautiously through the pitch-black streets. He was extremely nervous, almost stopping to look around every two steps, for fear of being discovered.

Fortunately, there was no one to be found.

The street named Dead End was empty, as silent as the corpse Ulu was carrying on his back.

"Master Visas," Ulu gasped, cautiously asking Bai Wei, "Is it really okay for me to carry Lu Ji's corpse out like this? As soon as Kelsay returns to the church, he will immediately notice that I am gone."

"Well said," Bai Wei replied indifferently. "You may go back now. Just leave this guy's corpse here. How about letting everyone know at dawn that this guy never got my finger and was murdered instead?"

Ulu naturally detected the sarcasm in Bai Wei's voice. His throat moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare. In the end, he just let out a soft sigh: "I understand."

And he continued walking forward.

Bai Wei couldn't be bothered with Ulu anymore. Through his dual interactions with Ulu in the game and reality, he had come to understand him more deeply and discovered this guy's most distinctive trait.

That trait was wishful thinking.

No matter how bad the situation got, no matter into what kind of desperate corner he was pushed, as long as he could find a glimmer of hope to scrape by, he would immediately lose the courage to fight on, trying by any means to keep living. Just like before when he was treated that way by Kelsay in the room, he himself was so angry that his eyes turned red, wanting to kill all who looked down on him, as if he was about to transform into a demon to obliterate the world... But as soon as that emotion passed, he would revert to wishful thinking, feeling that it was nothing much, and it was more important to live on.

So with this guy, it was essential to push him to a real dead end with no way out.

Of course, this had to be done slowly. After all, unless someone was bent on dying, they wouldn't normally run off a cliff.

But Ulu did not know Bai Wei's plan. At the moment, he was exhausted, with no extra energy left to think. He wasn't any warrior after all, just an ordinary, greasy, middle-aged Priest who liked little boys. It had indeed been a challenge for him to kill someone last night, bury the body, and then dig it out to carry it around tonight. Plus, the mental pressure was significant as well; the only thing keeping him going was pure fear of death and the desire to stay alive.

Of course, all of this was within Bai Wei's calculations.

He wanted Ulu to stop thinking, just listen to everything he said, after all, a Puppet without the ability to think was a good Puppet.

If he had really considered Ulu's well-being, he wouldn't have had Ulu bury the corpse last night and instead have him bring the body here directly.

"Alright, here will do," Bai Wei suddenly spoke up.

Ulu stopped in his tracks and subconsciously raised his head, only to find himself in front of a bar named "Joy House."

The bar was rundown, as if it hadn't been in business for a long time.

"Here…" Ulu said doubtfully, "seems like there's nobody around."

"No kidding," Bai Wei replied irritably. "Would you still go in if there were people? Or are you planning to go in, order a drink, and maybe call over a bartender to have some fun with?"

Ulu realized he had said something foolish and didn't dare to contradict Bai Wei; immediately, he carried Lu Ji's corpse inside.

Like the facade, the interior of the bar was just as decrepit, with a thick layer of dust indicating it had been a long time since anyone had come... which was normal, considering the current famine where most people couldn't even afford food, so how could they come here to drink?

Following Bai Wei's instructions, Ulu placed the corpse on an empty table, and after he had done so, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Is this, is this good enough?" Ulu asked.

"Of course not," Bai Wei said. "Chop off his fingers."

"Fingers?" Ulu was taken aback. "Why?"

Sighing, Bai Wei said, "I seriously wonder if you have a brain. Do you still want to leave a complete body here?"

It wasn't that Ulu was stupid, but his physical exhaustion had slowed his thinking. With Bai Wei's words, he quickly realized what he meant.

"You mean, by chopping off his fingers, when Kelsay finds the body, he will think the missing finger was Visa... your finger! So this would prove that your finger was with him from the beginning?"

"Heh, I'd like to praise you by saying 'good pupil,' but seeing as you only just figured it out now, I really can't compliment you," Bai Wei said flatly.

Facing Bai Wei's ridicule, Ulu was not angry but instead pleased.

He realized that it was indeed a good method; it cleared his own suspicions, dealt with Lu Ji's corpse, and muddled the whereabouts of the fingers—a triple benefit!

"You truly deserve your reputation, Master Visas!"

"You have time to suck up, you'd better start moving." Bai Wei said, "You must get back to the church before dawn."

"I, I understand." Ulu immediately pulled out a small knife and began to chop off Lu Ji's hand.

"Don't get the blood on me."

"Oh, oh!"

Ulu started chopping off the hand, while Bai Wei watched coldly, calculating the time in his head.

He didn't choose to dump Lu Ji's body here at random.

If Bai Wei remembered correctly, Ulu was about to run into a troublesome fellow very soon.

Sure enough, as Ulu chopped off the middle finger of Lu Ji's left hand, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Ulu instinctively looked up, seeing a figure wrapped in a black robe appear at the door of the bar.

They stared at each other, neither seemingly expecting anyone else to be here.

Ulu, stunned, instinctively tried to speak, "You..."

But the other was quicker to react.

"A Rhein lackey? So you've already found our base?"

Before he finished his words, his body moved first.

With a "whoosh," the figure pulled off his robe, revealing his right hand.

And then Ulu realized, it wasn't a hand at all, but a wolf's head... with a gaping maw.

Ulu exclaimed in shock, "Esoteric Buddhism!"

He reflexively tried to back away, but unfortunately, the newcomer was far stronger than he was—the wolf's head bit through Ulu's left shoulder in an instant, blood gushing profusely.

Ulu tried to snap his fingers instinctively, but the intense pain numbed his nerves, rendering him unable to snap them at all.

At that moment, he felt death bearing down on him.

"Save, save me, Lord Visas!" Ulu could only shout desperately.

Bai Wei's languid voice immediately echoed in his mind, "Oh... indeed a very troublesome guy, you can't handle him, you're likely to die here."

"No, I don't want to die, Lord Visas! Please save me!"

Objective achieved.

Bai Wei "smiled" and said, "Conventional means won't do, if you want to survive, you'll have to give me your body to fight him."

Give up his body?

Ulu instinctively felt something was wrong, but there was no time to think—the assailant launched another attack, his sharp fangs nearly decapitating Ulu, who barely dodged but still smelled the blood on those fangs, terrifying the non-combatant to the core.

"As long as you can save me, whatever it takes!" Ulu shouted again, "Please, take over my body!"

"Is that so... then the contract is sealed." Bai Wei said, "Let me do it... relax your body."

"Re, relax my body?"

"Yes, you need to relax so I can infuse you with power. If you're tensed up like this, you'll just reject my power."

At that moment, Ulu was using all his strength just avoiding the other's attacks; he had no idea how to "relax." "I, I don't know how to do that!"

"No, you do know. You ought to be quite skilled at it actually."

"Ski, skilled?" Ulu was confused.

"That's right." Bai Wei chuckled lightly, "Relax, then let me in."