"Rabbit Man... What kind of disease is this!"
Even though there is a stage floor and a straight distance of hundreds of meters,
As William watched the Bunny Man dealing with the audience, he excitedly took off his gentleman's attire.
Similar muscle balls actually appeared on the surface of the exposed flesh, with a very high degree of realism.
Even Dian Nao was trying to imitate the Rabbit Man's hybrid head, but unfortunately due to the distance and the obstruction of multiple layers of human walls, he was unable to see through the more precise and detailed structure.
Even a vague observation had already aroused William's great interest.
Moreover, Mr. Rabbit's subordinates alone have such bodies, so what is the scene under Mr. Rabbit's hood? William at this stage can't imagine it effectively.
Catherine proudly explained, "As far as I know, this is a special infectious mitochondrial encephalomyopathy, an extremely rare disease unique to Mr. Rabbit.
The spread of this disease does not require the help of any pathogenic medium, it can be transmitted through physical exposure.
If you can do a muscular dance face to face, or fall down so that your bodies can touch each other directly, the transmission efficiency will increase exponentially.
However, few people can bear this disease.
This also resulted in Mr. Rabbit managing a group of only twenty people, but each of them had outstanding spiritual attainments and perfectly accepted mitochondrial encephalomyopathy.
But William, don't ever think of getting this disease.
Once you are infected with mitochondrial encephalopathy, you will become Mr. Rabbit's physical slave to a certain extent, and your interests and hobbies will be completely influenced by him.
He became fond of rabbits, liked to go shirtless, and posed in all kinds of ways.
There was a guy who joined the circus with me. I liked him at first, but he became more and more perverted. Every time we met, he would find opportunities to show off his muscles in front of me.
Since it is forbidden to fight for members within the circus, Mr. Rabbit did not spread the disease to you when he first met you."
William became even more interested after hearing this. He started chatting while flicking the small lumps of flesh floating on the surface of the body with his fingers.
"Catherine, who is Mr. Rabbit? Before he came to the circus, was he affiliated with an epidemic area or a member of a special organization?"
"You finally asked a question that I don't quite understand either - Mr. Rabbit's origin story. This is one of the circus's secrets!
Anyway, I have heard two rumors.
The first rumor said that Mr. Rabbit came from the corner just like Uncle Jaan, and the two even had a certain connection in private. It was also said that Mr. Rabbit was the undefeated champion of the largest deathmatch arena in the corner.
The second rumor is that Mr. Rabbit was born into a commoner family and grew up in a neutral city. Because he loved rabbits when he was a child, he founded a rabbit enthusiasts club when he grew up.
But the club is not about selling rabbits or discussing topics related to pet rabbits.
Instead, participants need to wear rabbit masks like they are doing now, and have indiscriminate physical communication inside.
At that time, Mr. Rabbit was just an ordinary patient. Even as the founder of the club, he often lost in battles, and his win-loss record was basically the same.
Due to the uniqueness of the club's founding concept and the effectiveness of darknet transmission, its development speed is beyond imagination.
Even secretly seized the real power in the neutral city where the club was located,
Later, they packaged the city as a club, distributed club advertisements to surrounding cities, and even directly placed human body advertisements to attract more like-minded people.
When the club reached a million people, Mr. Rabbit gathered everyone and completely blocked the city. He also made everyone take a suppressing drug to block the characteristics of the disease.
The largest life-and-death fight in history has officially begun.
After a whole year, the ban was lifted, and only Mr. Rabbit came out."
"Didn't you ask Jaune about the first rumor?"
"Of course I did. But Uncle Jaan refused to answer, saying that it was a secret of the circus and only he and the boss knew the rabbit's true identity."
"interesting… "
"You don't really want to go and communicate with that rabbit after the performance, do you?"
William smiled but didn't answer and continued watching the game.
Three hours may seem very long to the participants, but it is still very fast for viewers like William, who even feels like he hasn’t seen enough.
When there were only fifteen minutes left, the "Tie Rabbit" finally appeared.
The so-called Tie Rabbit was played by Mr. Rabbit. William also sat up straight with his eyes wide open, wanting to take a serious look at Mr. Rabbit's final performance.
As the performance is in its final stage,
Many viewers who have not yet walked out of the maze made a very wise decision - to form a team. Walking together with more people can reduce the fear and resist the danger to a certain extent.
Anyway, there is nothing in the rules that forbids forming teams, so as long as you can stay until the end of the performance time, you will survive.
The largest team currently has twelve people, and they even managed to hold off the pursuit of two rabbit men before, working together to repel and shake them off.
Just as they were trying to use the last bit of time to find an exit, a completely different rabbit man slowly walked out from the corner in front of them.
A white hood I've never seen before.
The body proportions are close to those of a normal person, and much smaller than those previous colorful rabbit men with exaggerated physiques.
The shirtless upper body has a unique tie.
Other than that, there is nothing special.
But the audience is not stupid. They remember the rules by heart and know very well that a special creature called "Tie Rabbit" will appear in the last fifteen minutes.
"Run first! If you can't run away, then we can join forces and fight back!"
Just as the team turned around and tried to retreat... whoosh! Something flashed past them, and the Tie Rabbit that was originally standing at the corner had already come behind them.
“What a speed!”
Since it was confirmed that escape was difficult, there was only one way left.
The audience stimulated their deepest symptoms, and some even chose to burn the source of the disease to exert their strength multiple times. They held various strange weapons in their hands and attacked together!
Just then,
Tick, tick, tick.
Mr. Rabbit suddenly stepped on the ground with his feet in a regular pattern, creating a strong sense of rhythm!
The oily chest muscles also began to tremble, and a certain "rhythm" spread like ripples in the current space.
Following closely,
Mr. Rabbit spread his arms and raised them up at a constant speed in rhythm.
This action is not an attack.
With the sudden lowering of the hands, the variation occurs.
A fierce and passionate dance officially began, and all the muscles in the body began to tremble.
The muscles squeeze and collide with each other, and at the same time, the drawing and friction between muscle fibers form a rhythmic and dynamic dance music.
Any weapon that hits Mr. Rabbit's body will be shattered.
The twelve spectators could no longer take their eyes off Mr. Rabbit.
The powerful and dynamic dance music stimulated every inch of their bodies, forcing them to dance along.
Card!
An ordinary audience member jumped twice before his whole body was broken into pieces. He collapsed to the ground and was trampled by people around him.
Even if one has broken bones all over the body, the body will still react to the dance music and continue to bear the pressure of this flesh until it eventually turns into a puddle of mud.
The dance is over.
The bodies of the twelve spectators all collapsed. Even though three of them were still barely holding on to their upper bodies, they were still shaking with fear.
Mr. Rabbit shook his head in disappointment.
Then he fished out a tissue with a "rabbit head" label from between his belts, wiped the sweat off his tie, and assumed a standard starting stance for a sprint race.
The moment they started, they broke the sound barrier and danced passionately next to the nearest audience.
As long as you are in the maze, Mr. Rabbit's physical senses can achieve global positioning, and no one can escape.
However, what Mr. Rabbit didn't know was that
Backstage just below the stage, there was also a flesh lover dancing to his rhythm without any physical decay.