Spring of Beginnings. A spirit spring deep within the ghost island.

Legend had it that age could be restored.

It was basically impossible to become young again. However, the spring water should be rich in minerals and have the miraculous effect of removing scars.

Gu Qiqi glanced at the ruined appearance on the old man’s face and thought that it was understandable that he wanted the water from the Spring of Beginnings.

Even old people don’t like their faces covered in scars, do they?

She immediately decided. “There aren’t many choices for us now. Instead of suspecting each other, it’s better to work hard and cooperate. Since we’re not here for the results of the competition, all the more we should take care of each other. After we enter and find what we want, we’ll retreat quickly. We won’t be greedy for anything else, so we can protect ourselves.”

The old man with the scar and Lisa finally reached a consensus. They nodded, expressing their trust in Gu Qiqi’s words.

In order to show his sincerity, the old man with the scar even took the initiative to suggest, “Lisa’s makeup is not good. You guys provoked the witch doctor’s subordinates yesterday. Your appearance has been drawn into an image and is wanted in their small circle. If any witch doctor recognizes you, I’m afraid there will be trouble. I’m good at disguises and can help you redo your makeup.”

As he spoke, he took out a rare set of makeup tools from his backpack and lined them up on the table. As expected, they looked very professional!

Lisa still hesitated. To allay her concerns, the old man with the scar decided to apply the makeup on himself first.

Within ten minutes.

His face had changed!

The fire scar was still there, but he had turned it into deep wrinkles. His originally kind and kind face was now fierce. It was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with.

He smiled. “I became fierce. You’ll think twice before provoking me as an opponent. Saves a lot of trouble.”

For once, Lisa believed him.

She sat on a stool and let him apply makeup on her with relief.

After ten minutes!

Lisa had transformed from an innocent little girl into a more seductive and flirtatious young woman!

Gu Qiqi was filled with emotions.

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She only knew how to make women into men, but not other forms.

As for the old man with the scar, his skills were really superb. He used a few mild medicinal powders to shape people’s facial expressions so differently.

That’s amazing.

Such a magical makeup technique was undoubtedly a kind of medical skill. It was commonly known as “medical beauty”.

Lisa was pleased that her makeup look was successful and she no longer had to hide.

However, she was still not used to this “seductive woman” setting.

The three of them continued chatting.

But then they heard the cabin broadcast.

A deep, crisp male voice reminded all the passengers that they were almost at Ghost Island!

Lisa hurriedly opened the curtains.

Sure enough, through the window, an island that bulged like a turtle’s back appeared on the blue sea.

The island was barren and filled with cracked soil and wet moss like a turtle’s back. It did not look like a spiritual forest at all.

Gu Qiqi couldn’t help but secretly rejoice.

If she hadn’t been on this ship with Lisa and the others, she probably wouldn’t have known that there was a completely different spiritual energy layer after entering Ghost Island.

She would probably be disappointed when she saw this barren island and would have thoughts of retreating.

Although these two teammates she had obtained by accident did not know each other well, it was not necessarily a bad thing.

The man on the radio was still reminding everyone to register as a team as soon as possible. When they disembarked, if they did not successfully have a group with three men and a woman, they would be refused permission to board the island and be sent back to their original location…

The three of them looked at each other worriedly. They were still short of a man!

Just as she was worrying, there was a third knock on the door.