Ten minutes ago.


    In the office at the top floor of thepany.


    Han Dong made a proposition.


    “Lend me Miss Elevator… in return, we will deal with the thing in the thirteenth floor’s public toilet.”


    “You’re quite smart, young man. How did you figure out that Juanzi is a core member of mypany?”


    Han Dong smiled as he exined, “Miss Elevator’s aura is connected to your entire elevator system. If she dies, your whole elevator system would break down.


    She must be an integral part of yourpany. I need a bargaining chip to help you deal with your problem… wouldn’t you agree?”


    The boss ced his plump, white thigh on the desk. “Alright… just don’t let her die.


    If you really can deal with that annoying thing in the public toilet and safely return Juanzi to us, I will provide your group of outsiders with some ‘interesting’ information.


    Rest assured, sir, ourpany has a very strict management system… As long as you deal with the matter on the thirteenth floor, we will bear no hostility towards you, and even offer ‘medical’ and ‘temporary amodation’ services.”


    “I hope so, let’s do as you said, boss.”<div>


    After negotiating, he obtained control over Miss Elevator.


    Considering the difficulty of an S Level Strange Tale and a Five-Star Difficulty Fate Event.


    At this critical moment, Han Dong made an exploratory decision… to use the “Clown’s Arm”.


    The power of Miss Elevator herself was at least at the C-grade level of Strange Tales.


    In Han Dong’s view, it was enough to match the Clown’s Arm.


    However, the authority shifted immediately when grafting it with the Clown’s Arm.


    Miss Elevator was far less powerful than just an arm, and was suppressed in a short time. She even felt threatened by the possibility of being assimted.


    Thin lines and flesh threads forcefully entered the wound.


    The grafting waspleted in just three seconds.


    Immediately after,


    ‘Body Invasion’


    ‘Spiritual Invasion’


    ‘Consciousness Invasion’


    Burdened by a full-scale invasion, Miss Elevator was in so much pain that she kept scratching her face with sharp nails.


    As bits of skin were torn off, what was revealed beneath wasn’t a bloody face.


    Instead, it was a woman’s face painted in white.


    Both lips and lower eyelids were outlined in exaggerated red paint.


    There was always a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth.<div>


    Creak creak…


    All of Miss Elevator’s teeth fell out, scattering on the ground.


    What reced them were rows of sharp, conical teeth that filled her mouth.


    A long, thin tongue slowly extended out of her mouth… Twisting with each opening and closing of her mouth.<div>


    Coming from the deep and dark mouth was a weird sound that Han Dong was intimately familiar with – the voice of “Clown – Pennywise”.


    However, because the body was Miss Elevator’s, there was a feminine quality in the voice.


    “This body is so weak…” The Clown beganining about the body’s shorings as soon as it had taken control.


    Han Dong looked at the Miss Elevator, who had already been ‘assimted’ by the ‘Clown’, helpless:


    “Is the consciousness of an arm really this strong? If you perform well, I might consider giving you a better body.”


    “Alright! What should I do? Anyway, I can’t feel the presence of the main body right now, so there is no problem listening to you.”


    “Hehe.”


    Of course, Han Dong wouldn’t believe anything the clown said, even a single arm one…


    “Alright!” Han Dong said, smiling amiably as his palmnded lightly on the back of Miss Elevator’s head.


    A tentacle prated her skull without any resistance and injected itself into the cranial cavity.


    This action made the Clown sweat profusely, “Hey…what did you put in there?!”


    In a warning tone, Han Dong said:


    “In short, if I find out that you are not doing things honestly or have any independent tendencies… the tentacle will instantly disintegrate this body and the ‘arm’, which is connected to it, will also be obliterated.”<div>


    The Clown gave a helpless sigh, “Come on, I will definitely help… I won’t let you die outside of Derry Town. Without you… my main body would be quite bored there.”


    But no matter what, Han Dong wouldn’tpromise.


    “You get used to your new body first.”


    “OK…”


    The Clown’s method of getting used to his body was baffling.


    He first broke every single bone in Miss Elevator’s body from head to toe… iming to test and adjust the pain receptors to make the body more flexible.


    As the Clown was gradually getting used to his body,


    The team, one by one, approached and looked at the now fully-bone-breaking Miss Elevator with wary eyes, asking Han Dong:


    “Nichs… what is this thing?”


    “This is a severed arm from thest boss I encountered in the Fate Space…”


    At this revtion, Abe was so surprised that he unintentionally folded his ears.


    Abe had never heard of such an operation.


    Severing the limb of the boss in one Fate Space and using it in another.<div>


    Moreover, the ‘Clown’s Arm’ is an independent entity. When it was assimting Miss Elevator, the overall aura it emitted was by no means weak.


    “The Abyssal Public Toilet is just the beginning.


    Next, we need to conduct a thorough exploration within the inneryer of the park. We are likely to encounter arge number of S-level Strange Tales… A Five-Star Difficulty Fate Event will constantly pressure us.


    I n to test whether such a ‘double-edged sword’ can be used here.”


    “Fine… just don’t mess up.”


    Abe also knows that the difficulty of Five-Star is not yet fully revealed.


    Without resorting to special means and relying solely on their own strength, it would be difficult to ovee the final challenge.


    Mia also came closer, throwing an admiring and idolizing look at Han Dong.


    “Nichs, you… can even make use of the BOSS!? Should I stick a cursed nail into his arm? If there’s any problem, I can help you control it.”


    “Alright, give me the nail.”


    After Mia handed over the corresponding cursed nail from the farm owner,


    Han Dong directly stabbed it into the back of the Clown’s hand…


    “Ouch… It hurts! What are you doing?”<div>


    “Aren’t you optimizing your pain nerve feedback system? Here’s one more nail for you… If you’re done adjusting to the body,e with us. What we will be facing next is very dangerous. We need your help.”


    “Don’t worry, I, the Clown, will ensure you don’t die.”


    The Clown didn’t care about the nail in the back of his hand, and after re-adjoining all the bones in his whole body, he struck a pose of camaraderie with Han Dong and willingly headed to the public toilet.


    “Would you like some bubble gum?” The Clown bit into a red medicine bottle.


    “No, thanks…”


    The Clown bit into a piece of bubble gum.


    Smack smack!


    He blew a big red balloon from his mouth, held it in his hand… disying a creepy smile.