Corpse Recovery Diver

Xue Liangliang and Lin Shuyou stood up directly.

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiao Yuan, do you mean we came back sitting on the tractor with two Evils who've turned into your likeness?"

Xue Liangliang: "What means do you have to prove you are the real Xiao Yuan?"

"Oh, right!" Lin Shuyou immediately blocked in front of Xue Liangliang, lowered his center of gravity, ready to strike at any moment.

In his understanding, he could confirm that the Xue Liangliang who had been with him all day was definitely real.

Xue Liangliang's retort and Lin Shuyou's action did not anger Li Zhiyuan; in fact, he felt quite relieved.

Li Zhiyuan took out a sample from a plastic bag, threw it in front of everyone.

"I suspect that the Evil ultimately crumbled into this."

Lin Shuyou picked up the sample bag, touched it himself, then handed it to Xue Liangliang, Xue Liangliang poured out some, examined it carefully, and said:

"Glass?"

"Not sure if it's glass, but it's necessary to find a testing agency to confirm the specific components."

Li Zhiyuan drew a delicate dagger from beside his boot, placed it over the campfire for a bit, then sliced his left palm, a wound appeared, blood flowed out.

The teenager picked up a bowl from the ground, let his blood drip into it, then began to treat the wound.

"Let's use the most primitive method to test identity, then exchange the blood bowls for others to verify."

Run Sheng followed suit, first slicing his finger along the edge of the Yellow River Shovel, then dripping his blood into the bowl.

Xue Liangliang nodded, took out a knife, pierced his finger, dripped blood.

Lin Shuyou lifted his foot, swung his arm down to draw the dagger from his boot side, then fluently sliced his hand:

"Hiss..."

The cut went deep, blood poured out suddenly.

Li Zhiyuan instinctively felt that Lin Shuyou's blood didn't need further testing; it should be real.

But he quickly dismissed the thought, still had to check, because the fake seemed capable of acting just like the real.

After the four had all dripped their blood, Li Zhiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng and asked:

"What are you two hesitating about?"

Tan Wenbin shrugged and said: "Ah, do we have to do it too? I thought since we didn't leave the village today, our identities wouldn't be suspected."

Yin Meng: "I thought the same."

Li Zhiyuan laughed.

Run Sheng raised the Yellow River Shovel, Lin Shuyou grabbed the trident.

The two, left and right, sandwiched Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng in the middle.

Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou both sensed something was off because Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng uncharacteristically didn't respond to Xiao Yuan's command.

Even if Yin Meng didn't need to do it, she would do it anyway, even if receiving a critique afterward: You didn't actually need to do it.

Tan Wenbin would be more proactive in cooperating with this act.

Anyway, refusing to act at this moment meant there was a problem with their identity.

"Hey hey hey, what's going on, are you suspecting us too? Alright then, Meng Meng, let's also verify ourselves."

"Hmm."

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng both drew the daggers from their boot sides.

Li Zhiyuan: "Do it."

Run Sheng didn't hesitate, swung the shovel!

Lin Shuyou hesitated for a second, then stabbed the trident forward.

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng let out a sharp scream, collectively charged towards Li Zhiyuan.

But their ambush was already too late.

Tan Wenbin's head was smashed by Run Sheng's shovel, Yin Meng's neck pierced by Lin Shuyou's trident.

The two screamed, then their bodies quickly shriveled and flattened, gradually becoming transparent, rapidly transforming into something resembling glass, and then... exploded.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Glass shards flew everywhere, Run Sheng shielded Li Zhiyuan with air pressure to brush away the glass fragments.

Lin Shuyou retreated, pulling Xue Liangliang, both fell to the ground, evading the impactful splash.

These glass shards weren't particularly lethal, but inattentiveness could result in many cuts on the body; once embedded into the skin, they're quite troublesome to remove.

All around there was glistening, with two piles of shattered debris underneath the original positions of Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng.

Li Zhiyuan twisted open a water bottle, drank two gulps.

Now he finally understood why Xue Liangliang and Lin Shuyou failed to recognize the ones on the tractor together earlier were frauds.

Because ever since the encounter at the door, until they didn't immediately respond by slicing their fingers for blood, Li Zhiyuan himself hadn't realized Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng were fakes.

Their appearance, expressions, actions, language, and so on, were flawless.

But that's impossible.

While appearance is easy to mimic, how is conversational reaction content mimicked?

Li Zhiyuan didn't believe this Old Transgender could be omniscient and omnipotent.

The teenager lowered his head, began recounting all the dialogue after encountering Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng at the door.

Only when forced did their language distort; before that, it seemed—no, it wasn't.

Li Zhiyuan suddenly realized that during the prior time, although he had conversations with Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng, the discussion lacked depth.

Today they were assigned to stay in the village for exploration, they should have gathered quite a bit of information, and in past meetings, when he spoke, Tan Wenbin would also cooperate, attempting to extrapolate.

Throughout the recent interaction, none of this was demonstrated.

Was it because he was the one speaking mainly just now and hadn't intentionally given them chances to speak?