I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 337 - 304: Looking for the Mysterious Compass?

Jiang Xiao placed it flat on the table and discovered that the needle, which had previously seed stuck, was indeed moving.

The direction it pointed to was...

The four of them looked up and saw Fei Yu, who was busily bustling about in the kitchen.

Was it pointing at Stepmom?

What did that an?

"Food’s ready, huh? Why are you all staring at like that?"

Fei Yu placed the dishes on the dining table in the living room and untied her apron, allowing her long legs to get so air.

Hiss?

That’s right; it was pointing at Fei Yu!

On the short walk from the kitchen, the needle accurately pointed straight at her.

"What are you looking at? Let see too."

Fei Yu leaned her head over, puzzled.

"Is this Old Wang’s family heirloom? It looks like a compass, you got scamd, right? Hey, why’s the arrow pointing at ?"

Fei Yu too noticed the needle and began walking circles around the table, but it kept pointing at her.

The group was sowhat baffled.

Was there sothing special on Fei Yu that could attract it?

"Nope? Don’t believe it? Feel it; these are just normal clothes."

While speaking, she even thrust out her ample bosom at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao didn’t dare touch, but Fei Mi, she went ahead and vigorously groped around, eliciting continuous delicate cries from the forr.

"Hey! Let go! I’m the head of this household; Fei Mi, are you trying to revolt?"

It’s said that poverty breeds strife in marriage; previously, their life as four won was quite serious, and they would easily quarrel.

But now, their living conditions had improved, and everyone’s temper had beco much better.

Even the usually serious Fei Yu started joking with Fei Mi, who beca livelier, much like little girls Zhenzhen and Aiai.

That is if you could ignore her astonishingly matured silky legs.

Wait?

Head of the household?

The needle...

Jiang Xiao, of course, wasn’t foolish enough to believe that the needle would point at sothing as absurd as "head of the household."

But what if it pointed to the strongest mber of the household?

After hearing Jiang Xiao’s speculation, Fei Yu nodded, acknowledging that she indeed was the strongest among the four of them.

Whether in normal circumstances or...

"Whatever, let’s eat first. After eating, we can go out and test its effect, right?"

...

The first thing after dinner.

"First, let’s test how far its range is!"

You can point, right?

Then Fei Yu followed the main road straight ahead.

It turned out to be about five hundred ters.

Because once Fei Yu walked beyond five hundred ters, the needle inside the Compass instantly rotated to relock, this ti locking onto Fei Mi.

"Uh, Jiang Xiao, why are you looking at like that?"

"Stepmom, could you please walk out five hundred ters too? To be precise, I’m planning to use a controlled variable thod."

When Fei Mi left the sa distance, the Compass again lost its target lock.

But this ti, it didn’t point at Zhenzhen and Aiai, instead, it beca immobile again.

Jiang Xiao rechecked multiple tis, when Fei Mi returned the needle again pointed at Fei Mi, and when Fei Yu entered the range of five hundred ters, the needle transferred from Fei Mi onto Fei Yu.

It wasn’t broken, this thing just outright refused to point at Zhenzhen and Aiai.

Jiang Xiao, Fei Yu, and Fei Mi researched it for a while.

In the end, they ca to a conclusion.

"Zhenzhen and Aiai are useless!"

"Yes, not only are their abilities weak, but they’ve never killed anyone."

Well, it seems like you two have killed plenty, huh?

But with a different worldview, Jiang Xiao had gotten used to it; people here didn’t seem to have any special sense of guilt about killing.

There was only the desire to kill and the lack of desire to kill.

Every monster was like this, including Mu Xitang and the others. Fortunately, they had the Quantum Wave Reading thod, which allowed them to quickly learn how to be an excellent student on Blue Planet and develop the right set of social values.

In that case, Jiang Xiao gained another piece of information.

Weak monsters or those who had never killed anyone would not be targeted by the Compass.

Soon after, the family arrived in town.

As expected.

Here, the compass needle began to move very actively.

One mont it pointed this way, the next it pointed that way.

This indicated that as people ca and went, the needle would constantly change direction according to the strongest person within five hundred ters.

"I’ve found the perfect spot!"

Fei Yu led Jiang Xiao to the entrance of the supermarket they had visited yesterday.

There, the needle unwaveringly pointed to a specific location inside the supermarket.

"Right, exactly, that’s the oil seller’s spot. Aside from Niu Tu the butcher, he’s the strongest in the recent few streets."

"Look! The transparent bead has turned black, sa as the needle!"

Aiai was right; the bead had indeed changed color.

"Let’s go inside and check it out."

This was Zhenzhen and Aiai’s first ti in District Nine, and they clearly weren’t adjusting well.

The sll and the atmosphere here were simply disgusting.

Following the compass, everyone reached the oil seller’s shop, who—just like the previously encountered butcher—had his own independent tin house.

And there was a noise like a machine rumbling, a ’boom’ inside.

"The oil seller has work; he must be busy."

Work?

Well, it would likely be killing, but all four won seed unsurprised.

Killing was, after all, a very commonplace occurrence here.

"I’ll go take a look."

Saying this, Jiang Xiao walked alone towards the tin house.

"Hey, you shouldn’t—" Fei Mi had just begun to speak when Fei Yu stopped her, "It’s fine, let him go if he wants to."

"Oh no! But the oil seller can’t stand being disturbed while he’s working! You know how unreasonable his temper is!"

"It’s okay, I think he’ll be reasonable."

The tin house wasn’t locked, so Jiang Xiao pushed the door and entered directly.

The inside was about the sa size as the butcher’s.

At that mont, a head...er, could it still be called a head?

The person’s head was strange, especially the mouth, which was long and pointed like a red-crowned crane’s.

Was this the oil seller?

His mouth, like a syringe, was jabbed into the belly of a pot-bellied middle-aged man, apparently ’gulping’ oil.

And the chubby man seed not yet dead, occasionally twitching and trying to push the oil seller away, but he was too weak.

Honestly, it was sowhat perverse.

Noticing soone had entered, the oil seller’s expression grew distinctly unfriendly.

He let go of the man he was sucking from and glared fiercely at Jiang Xiao.

"You, boy, seem unaware of my rules as the oil seller! No matter, the oil from this one is too greasy, thick as porridge; you look much lighter."

...

Outside, Zhenzhen, Aiai, and Fei Mi nervously watched the tin house, which kept emitting loud blasts and shaking.

"Fei Yu, are you sure, really sure that Jiang Xiao can handle it?"

Fei Yu was confident.

"Don’t worry, I think the oil seller is reasonable today."