Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Cars left the service area one after another and entered the highway.

The scouting team led by Tan Xiao and Brother Hui drove ahead of the convoy.

Tan Xiao rode his beloved motorcycle, weaving between the cars. He was full of energy, observing the road ahead while watching out for the thugs from yesterday.

It was unclear whether it was his vigilance that worked or if those people were scared off by Shen Mo, but they were surprisingly well-behaved and didn't cause any trouble along the way.

After about an hour of driving, as they were about to enter Zhenjiang, a cluster of figures appeared on the road ahead.

Brother Hui's car was in the front, so he saw them first.

"…They seem to be dolls."

"Those food processing plant people again? The same old tricks, over and over. I think they're just bored!"

"We robbed them of their food, so they probably hold a grudge."

"Don't worry about it, just drive straight ahead!"

"Will it be alright…?"

"Tsk! This is the only way to go, even if there's trouble, we have to charge through! What's there to be afraid of? We have a whole bunch of people behind us!"

After a brief exchange, they sped up instead of slowing down.

The humanoid dolls on the road were immediately smashed to pieces, tumbling in the wind, leaving a mess behind.

Shen Mo sensed something was wrong, slowed down, and waved to the motorcycle not far away. "What's going on?"

His voice was carried over by the wind.

Tan Xiao slowed down, keeping pace with the SUV, and shouted to Shen Mo, "Dolls again! It's probably those people from the food processing plant! That factory is just around here!"

Shen Mo frowned. Seeing the dolls lying on the side of the road, he felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

The movements and expressions of these dolls were all wrong, as if they were being driven by something.

Bai Youwei, in the back seat, also saw it.

She frowned but said nothing.

Just then, Tan Xiao suddenly let out a curse—

"Holy crap!"

The motorcycle accelerated sharply, rushing towards a doll wearing a white apron!

"I know this old lady! She even cursed at me yesterday when we took their sausages! How did she turn into a doll?!"

Tan Xiao's face changed drastically. He hurriedly checked the other dolls, then suddenly turned around! He sped back in the opposite direction on the highway!

"Everyone from the food processing plant has turned into dolls! Don't go any further! Everyone stop! Stop!!!—"

One car after another came to a stop, their faces a mixture of confusion and fear.

"What happened?"

"…They said there are dolls up ahead."

"What should we do then? …Should we turn back?"

Back?

Where could they go back to?

They had nowhere to go.

After notifying the last car, Tan Xiao stopped his motorcycle and looked back at the front of the convoy. He thought that they would probably have to arrange for the vehicles to travel separately now, otherwise, all gathered together, it would be too easy for something to go wrong.

Fortunately, they noticed it in time. If they had continued to rush forward, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He was feeling grateful when, in the next second, a strange voice rang in his ears—

"Ding! Welcome to the Doll Game! The theme of this game is 'The Frog's Golden Ball'. The rules are as follows:

1. Refuse the game, become a doll!
2. Fail the game, become a doll!
3. Pass the game, reward: a doll!…"

"Holy crap?" Tan Xiao looked around in surprise. "Where did that voice come from?"

This familiar narration also rang in the ears of Bai Youwei and Shen Mo.

A blinding white mist shone down, making people unable to help but close their eyes. When they opened them again, the world had once again changed.

This time, what greeted them was a dark cave, smelly mud, and an extremely suffocating atmosphere.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!…" A series of curses escaped Tan Xiao's lips as he jumped up from the mud, panicking. "What the hell kind of trap is this?!"

"This is not a trap, this is a game." The man with glasses sat in the mud, his face full of helplessness and despair. "Don't you know? This… is the Doll Game."

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