Global Collapse-Chapter 450 - 425: Getting Fatter and Fatter_1

First came the sound of shattering glass, followed immediately by a heavy thud.

Fatty saw Mingyue crash through the glass and leap from the third-floor window, landing on the ground below. He barely had time to exclaim, "Holy shit!" before a sound from above caught his attention.

He saw the female ghost that had been standing behind Mingyue now halfway out the window, her blood-red eyes fixated on them as she crawled menacingly down the wall like a spider.

Mingyue, who had jumped from the third floor, was already up and scrambling to her feet, running for her life.

"Run!" Chu Changge suddenly yelled. After that single, urgent word, he turned and bolted.

Hearing him, Fatty immediately sprinted in a different direction.

The Fortune-teller ran toward the mall where Gu Mian was.

The three had already agreed to scatter if they needed to flee; running together would be far too obvious.

Chu Changge and Fatty took off in two separate directions, while the Fortune-teller, serving as the most enticing bait, ran towards Gu Mian's location.

However, a small problem arose. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The Fortune-teller was sprinting, her teeth gritted, with another frantic runner right in front of her—Mingyue, who had escaped earlier.

Mingyue was also heading in Gu Mian's direction. Fleeing through the dark alley, she kept glancing back. The Fortune-teller was right behind her, and right behind the Fortune-teller, the grotesque, spider-like ghost was in hot pursuit! It's coming after *me*! Mingyue realized with terror.

The Fortune-teller ran hard, but she was already panting, her strength waning.

As a Fortune-teller, she usually predicted an instance's progression from the rear, where her teammates would do their utmost to protect her, rarely letting her face danger. She never expected that entering this instance would mean being thrown out as bait, forced into a chase with a ghost spanning several kilometers.

The chilling aura from behind was already pressing close. Without looking back, the Fortune-teller knew the ghost was about to catch her!

At that moment, she quickly pulled out [a tube of Failed Experimental Potion] and gulped it down.

It was Gu Mian's special item, meant for escape. After consumption, it would double her speed for ten minutes.

After drinking the potion, she picked up her pace again. Her speed had indeed increased significantly, and she was almost catching up to Mingyue ahead.

"Faster! Faster!" The Fortune-teller urged herself on, sprinting forward.

Ten minutes was enough time to reach the mall, but even with doubled speed, she was still slower than the ghost. Whether she would survive to see Gu Mian depended entirely on luck.

Mingyue heard footsteps rapidly approaching from behind. She turned in surprise to see the Fortune-teller suddenly accelerating, almost on her heels and about to overtake her.

Seeing this, Mingyue sped up, not wanting to be passed. "Get away from me! The ghost will chase where there are more people!"

Gasping for breath, the Fortune-teller retorted, "You get away from me! Go in another direction."

She was heading for the mall. Her plan was to run straight down this alley, take a right at the fork a thousand meters ahead, and after running for a few more minutes, she would reach the mall's back door.

By now, the Fortune-teller had overtaken Mingyue, who had been ahead, and was desperately heading for the right path at the upcoming fork.

Seeing the Fortune-teller pass her, Mingyue's eyes widened as she looked back.

The ghost, relentless, was still closing in. Mingyue saw it was now less than three meters behind her.

The Fortune-teller who was behind me is now ahead! There's no one behind me anymore!

Mingyue watched the Fortune-teller's receding figure as she entered the fork in the road.

Mingyue's mind raced. I'm behind! If we split up now, the ghost will definitely chase the one lagging—me!

With this thought, she dashed unhesitatingly after the Fortune-teller, and both entered the right fork together.

The ghost was drawing nearer, and Mingyue felt the hairs on the back of her neck prickle—her body's instinctual warning of danger.

Hearing the footsteps following her, the Fortune-teller glanced back and saw Mingyue still trailing her. "Why are you still following me?"

Just as she spoke, she suddenly saw Mingyue raise her right hand.

The alley was dim, and the Fortune-teller couldn't clearly see what Mingyue held in her hand, but she heard Mingyue shout, "Unfair Referee!"

What's that? The Fortune-teller froze.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw something suddenly appear in front of her.

She widened her eyes. About a meter in front of her, a red ribbon had suddenly appeared, stretched horizontally about 1.2 meters above the ground. It looked exactly like the finish line tape in a long-distance race.

Beyond the red ribbon, a man had suddenly materialized. He wore a black t-shirt and shorts, a whistle clenched in his teeth, his eyes fixed on a timer in his hand.

Just then, the Fortune-teller made a bizarre discovery: she couldn't run forward anymore.

It wasn't a lack of stamina. It felt as if she were on a treadmill; no matter how desperately she pumped her legs, she only ran in place.

A special item! The Fortune-teller understood in an instant.

Mingyue had used a special item on her to get ahead.

She looked back to see Mingyue accelerate, dash past the red ribbon, and continue running, leaving the Fortune-teller with only a view of her retreating back.

Meanwhile, the ghost was closing in on the immobilized Fortune-teller.

The Fortune-teller, usually quite good-tempered, was on the verge of cursing out loud. She watched the ghost draw nearer; it would reach her in seconds.

Fortunately, those few seconds were enough for the Fortune-teller to flick her wrist and throw something—[Penguin Brand Cough Syrup (Single Use)].

Throwing this item would stop a pursuer for half a minute.

This was also from Gu Mian, part of her payment for acting as bait. Of course, the payment also included the two tarot cards she had just received.

Gu Mian had gone to considerable lengths to ensure the bait would survive long enough to reach the mall.

Sure enough, after she threw the syrup, the pursuing ghost froze. It had almost pressed itself to the Fortune-teller's face, its crimson eyes staring intently at her in the gloom.

Still unable to move, the Fortune-teller saw Mingyue, now nearly a hundred meters away, look back. "I didn't expect you to have such a potent life-saving item," Mingyue called out. "I underestimated you."

Special items capable of stopping a ghost were exceedingly rare; Mingyue had hardly ever seen one. Her own "Unfair Referee" could only hinder a player for twenty seconds.

The Fortune-teller also knew this item was invaluable.

Although Gu Mian had looked quite nonchalant when he'd pried the item from Fatty's inventory, the Fortune-teller, watching nearby, had been wide-eyed with astonishment.

She hadn't wanted to use it here, but Mingyue had tricked her. To save her life, she'd had no choice but to use it.