Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
If you bit into an apple and found some worms, what would be the most horrifying number of worms to see?
Some might say one, or two, or even half a worm, but Bai Zhi would say the most horrifying outcome was… to take a bite and, instead of apple flesh, get nothing but a mouthful of wriggling worms.
It certainly painted a vivid picture.
Bai Zhi only stared warily at the person before him as these thoughts went through his mind. Seeing that Bai Zhi seemed reluctant to speak, the university student decided to introduce himself.
“My name is Lin He*. If I recall correctly, you were the last one to get on the bus, yes? Do you remember how many people there were on the bus when you boarded?”
“Including the driver and myself, eight in total,” said Bai Zhi with a twitch of his eyebrow. “By the way, could you move a little? I can’t see the rest of the bus. And since you asked, do you know if we’ve gained half a passenger or lost half a passenger?”
Their conversation went unnoticed as the droning made by the moving bus perfectly masked the sounds. Meanwhile, Lin He dutifully cleared a space between them by sliding into the opposite seat, next to the other window.
“I hope you’re mentally prepared for this—don’t freak out, it will attract the attention of ‘those things’... Take a close look at the old lady sitting behind the driver.”
Bai Zhi clearly recalled that he had seen six other passengers when he had boarded the bus. Naturally, the old lady sitting in the second row behind the driver had made the strongest impression, as she had placed, on the seat next to her, a bulging burlap sack so large it threatened to hang over the edge. That odd feature was so unique that he couldn’t forget it even if he wanted to.
However, looking at her now, Bai Zhi spied, through the space under the chair, a pair of legs that had not been there before, dressed in white stockings and a pair of leather shoes.
From all appearances, whomever those legs belonged to had to be sitting right where the burlap sack was, but the very full sack
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* For names, "He" rhymes with "her" or "duh", not "be".
** "Salted fish" is Chinese slang for "lazy bum".
^ A quote generally attributed to the philosopher Zhuang Zi (Raw: 以不变应万变)
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