I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror
Chapter 156 - 142: Human-Shaped Anti-Aircraft Gun_3

Chapter 156: Chapter 142: Human-Shaped Anti-Aircraft Gun_3

He was the ceiling of mental illness, torturing normal people when he, Jiang Xiao, was not having an episode.

During his calm moments,

even those with decades of mental paralysis-like illnesses could be reduced to tears by the unfiltered abuses from Jiang Xiao himself.

This kid, no matter whether you’re sick or not, his main style of insult is all about exposing people’s shortcomings.

Ling Chi: "Damn it! Let me cuss first, I’ve had enough watching! Watch me blast him to death!"

Jiang Xiao: "Your mom’s dead!"

Ling Chi: ???

"Still looking around at others? I’m fricking talking about you, Ling Chi! Standing there like a damn power pole come to life, I bet you were a cursed soul even while you were alive! Dead and still useless! Not even a complete corpse! Talking about dying without a whole corpse—that’s you!"

Damn!

"You!"

A slightly shorter woman just opened her mouth and Jiang Xiao blasted her brutally.

"What ’you’? I wasn’t even talking to you yet, little tank! Standing there, anyone would think you’re squatting, looking like a malnourished potato. What right do you have to talk to me? Better go home and find some fertilizer for yourself."

A woman next to the little potato tried to help her argue back against Jiang Xiao.

"Sister, let me help you..."

"What help can you provide? I can see you’re no angel either, your big mouth sticky like it’s slathered in glue! Who are you? Her sister? She’s a little potato, are you a type 95? Just you two also think you can bicker with me? If it were ancient times, Cao Chong wouldn’t have had such a hassle weighing an elephant!"

"Don’t you dare insult my wife!"

A big man with intestines hanging out protected the breathless insulted woman.

"Oh! This is your wife? Doesn’t look like she’s in great shape, pal. Ever thought about pumping some life into her?"

"Motherfucker!"

"Save your damn swearing, you have time to argue with me, better check your sister-in-law’s expiration date, don’t forget her birthday, and yeah, you look like a bloody catfish spirit yourself. Quite a match."

"Watch your mouth, I..."

Another weirdo stepped out, trying to argue with Jiang Xiao.

"Who are you? I haven’t even started on you yet, and you jump in flapping your lips like a chicken gizzard! Looking like a turtle buying watermelons, let me tell you, roll where you need to roll, crawl where you must, ah! Don’t come here pretending to stand out!"

The extremely deformed woman was specifically looked after by Jiang Xiao.

Just because she tried to seize the moment to attack Jiang Xiao, but he noticed her.

"Oh wow, fuck, what now, sister? Again you? Why’s your head sprouting horns... pulling a sheep stunt? Walking like you’re doing rehab from a brain thrombosis, hands and feet all over, your steps from one to the other, think you can sneak up on me at a height of 1.6 or 1.7 meters?"

Spot on strike...

Instant heart-stab!

Due to severe fractures, this woman’s way of walking could not be said to exactly resemble what Jiang Xiao described, it was exactly the same.

"Phew~"

Especially since this fracture woman’s best friend even laughed out loud at that moment.

Further pushing the atmosphere to another climax.

The fracture woman instantly lost all will to fight.

Another man took over the task of clashing.

...

People in the comments quickly noted it down.

[Master of literature, truly a master!]

[All the books I’ve read so far are nothing, today is the first time I witnessed the lethal power of language!]

[As said by the ninth-grade official, it’s true that you can actually curse someone to vomit blood!]

[Who can withstand such a bickering mouth? Loved it~]

[Who says only the paranormal can control freaks? I’ve always believed in Jiang Xiao since he was a kid!]

[No swearing, and still the insults are coherent and logical!]

[Sorry, boss, I think I’m changing from a fan of yours to a fan of Jiang Xiao.]

"Fuck! Everyone together, insult them! Forget the martial ethics! We genuinely can’t out-cuss this!"

An old man was on the verge of tears from being cussed at.

He’d been brewing his offensive and chose this moment to enter the fray.

Never thought that within three minutes of brawling, he’d be insulted for two and a half!

The remaining half minute was only because Jiang Xiao mercifully allowed him to gather his thoughts and reorganize his language.

All together?

If you won’t hold to martial ethics, neither will I!

Jiang Xiao then picked up a piece of shattered glass from the tea table and swiftly cut off a piece of flesh.

Kaidan: ???

What’s this self-harm about?

"Are you cosplaying Shakyamuni, cutting flesh to feed the eagles?"

"Yo? Now you’re scared? Planning to cut flesh to appease us? Sorry, too late!"

"I’m not going to kill you today, I’ll ruthlessly curse you, curse you to tears! Wuhu..."

One female kaidan, while threatening, also wiped away tears, the damn guy had just fiercely berated her, those words were damn heart-wrenching!

Before they even started cursing,

the piece of flesh that fell to the floor swiftly wiggled and grew into another Jiang Xiao.

Just...

A vacant look in his eyes?

What the heck?

What bizarre skill is this?

Kaidan: ?!!!

All the Kaidan were completely baffled.

The scene in front of them was even more visually shocking than Jiang Xiao’s recent monstrous physical regeneration and immense strength.

"It’s okay, everyone don’t be scared! This one, this one seems not too bright!"

"Who? This one? Which one are you referring to?"

The second Jiang Xiao spoke with a tone both familiar and wise, and, as expected, the resting chief was back.

One is not enough!

Jiang Xiao swiftly chopped, and soon, the small room was stuffed full.

Maggots, Jiang Xiao, Kaidan...

The three had nearly formed an inseparable coexistence.

Jiang Xiao’s cursing mixed with the chief’s wise sayings.

A bunch of Kaidan covered their ears...

There were attempts to beat up certain Jiang Xiaos.

But the final result was only more Jiang Xiaos.

Even the power of the black mist couldn’t infect them, for the first time Kaidan doubted their own powers.

Despair, such despair...

Even the power of the black mist couldn’t infect them,

This scene in front of them was too damn bizarre, right?

Summoning soldiers from beans?

Immortal and indestructible?

Regenerating from a drop of blood?

Not your buddy?

Are you playing with divine spells in "Analog Horror" in a somewhat unsportsmanlike manner?

Confused Kaidan.

"Impossible... This can’t be possible, right? Can someone pinch me? Wake me up."

Materialistic Kaidan.

"Summoning soldiers from beans! The lid of materialism can’t hold it down anymore!"

Threatening Kaidan.

"Don’t look at me with that wise look, I advise you to withdraw your Divine Skills, stand there! Don’t come any closer, I, I’m telling you, my brain doesn’t work well, I can do anything if you keep approaching!"

Jiang Xiao’s mouth curled into a wise smile.

Laughing to death~

As if anyone here has a working brain!

He didn’t even need to speak, a single look was enough to let these Kaidan know whose brain was less functional.

Jiang Xiao: O౪o

Just as Jiang Daxing was about to dispatch his eloquence.

A short, urgent alarm interrupted him.

’Ding-dong-ding! Ding-dong-ding!’

’Ding-dong-ding! Ding-dong-ding!’

As the alarm went off, one by one, all the Kaidan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, with complex expressions, they slowly disappeared from the room.

The little girl who had been used by Jiang Xiao as a stool for so long as well.

Now, the look she gave Jiang Xiao was filled with deep resentment.

Today’s events were enough to cause another wound in her young heart.

The second before she disappeared, the little girl pouted, looking like she was about to cry.

Eventually, the fresh blood, flesh, and the maggots that filled every corner of the room all vanished without a trace.

Is it over?

Is this it in Room 10?

[Really? That’s it?]

[I thought it would be something tough, but it turned out to be a bunch of little Karamis.]

[Jiang the Great: Sorry, just getting into the groove, hadn’t started showing off, and you already ran off.]

[Are you sure about little Karamis? They’re nearly unkillable, numerous, and pain-resistant, not to mention the Chosen Ones, even old Wang and his group would be torn apart by them!]

[But still... feels like something’s missing, after all, it’s Room 10.]

[Wait? The lights are still flickering...]

Not only flickering, but the frequency was increasing.

Jiang Xiao wasn’t in a hurry to leave, he didn’t even check if the door could be opened.

He simply sat on the bed, clearly waiting for the opponent’s arrival.

The phrase "artistry emboldens the brave" was practically written on his face.