In an instant, Yang Hu only wanted to hurry back to his own car, and then report this matter back to the organization!
That would be a great achievement for himself!
Thinking of this, Yang Hu's limping speed became faster.
He didn't even dare to look back at the clinic building in the night, he just wanted to use his fastest speed to get away from this damn place!
"God bless, god bless!"
"The Jade Emperor, Yang's ancestral spirits, please bless me!"
"I am willing to trade my life's luck for good luck tonight!"
"Lord, you must let me, Yang Hu, live!"
Yang Hu prayed silently while running.
It seemed to be true that sincerity could move God, and Yang Hu succeeded in running out of the medical school gate.
Feeling the ground under his feet change from the cement ground inside the medical school to the asphalt road, Yang Hu swore at this moment that he would definitely buy an idol to worship at home when he got back.
On the road, Yang Hu turned around and fled wildly. He glanced back at the medical school.
He only saw that there was only one room lit up in Lu Yuan's clinic building in the medical school, and the whole medical school was silent without anyone chasing after him.
This scene made Yang Hu feel a little relieved. He hurried back to the sedan he drove here, started the car, turned around and left.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Yang Hu immediately picked up his phone and dialed a number with the other.
However, it seemed that the signal around was not very good, and his call did not go through.
"Phew -"
Yang Hu gasped heavily, put down his phone and wiped the sweat from his forehead directly with his sleeves.
Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from that bizarre medical school clinic, Yang Hu gradually relaxed.
Suddenly, he felt a flash before his eyes. There seemed to be something on the highway ahead.
He blinked hard and looked again. Except for a straight highway and dilapidated houses and abandoned land on both sides of the road, there was nothing ahead.
"Damn, too nervous, relax... relax..."
With a snap, Yang Hu took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for himself, trying to relieve the nerves that had been tense for hours.
As he smoked, Yang Hu imagined the scene after he returned to Black Fire and reported Lu Yuan's situation.
Money, status, power, thinking of what the organization could give him, Yang Hu's eyes became hot.
"That damn doctor, just you wait for me. When I come to find you again, I will make you pay!"
At this moment, Yang Hu was completely different from the embarrassed look when he fled from the medical school. On the contrary, he seemed a little complacent.
He blew out a long wisp of smoke, and Yang Hu habitually opened the window to take a look, intending to put out his hand holding the cigarette.
As a result, when he glanced out, Yang Hu shuddered all over!
A three-headed Blood Marsh Crocodile King with three heads was squatting by the roadside looking at him!
And one of the huge crocodile heads had already opened its bloody mouth to bite at his sedan!
In the next moment, Yang Hu suddenly yanked the steering wheel, and the whole body of the sedan slammed into the guardrail at the side of the highway!
Faced with this kind of monster, he had to get out of the car!
Yang Hu was an ability user. At this time, facing the three-headed Crocodile King, he still had a chance to fight after getting out of the car. If he stayed in the car, he would only be swallowed up together with the car!
With a loud bang, the violent impact sounded, and the front of the sedan was seriously deformed!
Due to the excessive momentum, Yang Hu’s sedan flipped over the guardrail and fell into a wasteland on one side!
The sedan spun a few turns on the wasteland before finally landing upside down.
The injured Yang Hu struggled to unfasten his seat belt to try to open the door, but found that because the body was damaged, the door on the driver's side could not be opened for the time being!
Yang Hu's ability was an ice-based ability in the elemental system. His own physical strength was not strong. Facing this situation, he could only crawl to the passenger side to open the door.
On the way, Yang Hu listened carefully to the surrounding movement. He did not hear the muffled footsteps that giant mutant beasts would make when moving, which made Yang Hu feel a little more at ease in his heart.
However, when Yang Hu successfully crawled out of the passenger side door, he stood unsteadily on the ground and looked into the distance -
The stars were dotted in the sky, very far away;
Three crocodile heads on the ground, right in front.
The huge three-headed Blood Marsh Crocodile King lifted its claws and stepped towards Yang Hu. No matter how Yang Hu thought about it, he couldn’t figure out how such a big thing could walk without making a sound?
Seeing a crocodile head open its bloody mouth and bite at him, Yang Hu raised his hand, fingers spread, and sternly shouted, "Die!"
Whoosh -
In an instant, an ice waterfall spewed out from Yang Hu's hand, freezing a layer of frost all over the crocodile head that bit at him!
The Crocodile King's movements slowed down a bit, and Yang Hu took the opportunity to flip over the car, intending to contend with the three-headed crocodile king from the other side of the overturned sedan, but suddenly -
Hum -
He heard the roar of a car coming from the highway.
It was Lu Yuan's armored off-road vehicle.
As soon as he saw the car, Yang Hu, who was full of fighting spirit just a second ago, instantly deflated.
He could pluck up the courage to fight against the Blood Marsh Crocodile King, whose physique was like a small mountain, but in the face of Lu Yuan, even just seeing Lu Yuan's car, his legs started shaking!
Swish!
The crocodile head of the Blood Marsh Crocodile King, which was frozen with a layer of frost, shook and shook off all the icy debris on its head.
Seeing the approaching armored off-road vehicle, the Crocodile King actually opened its bloody mouth with its claws and made a grimace at Yang Hu!
Blood Marsh Crocodile King: ๑•́ ω •̀๑
Yang Hu: "......"
Seeing the grimace made by the three crocodile heads in front of him, Yang Hu's lips twitched again and again.
Whoosh!
The off-road vehicle stopped, and Lu Yuan got out of the car.
As soon as he saw Lu Yuan's figure in a white coat, Yang Hu felt that just standing was very difficult.
In front of Yang Hu, the three-headed Crocodile King actually jumped up happily when it saw Lu Yuan and ran up excitedly. Only then did Yang Hu hear the footsteps made by this huge creature!
It didn't look like a Blood Marsh Crocodile King at all, it was clearly an excited Samoyed!
Lu Yuan came to Yang Hu and stared straight at him.
Finally, Yang Hu couldn't hold on any longer and slumped to the ground.
He cried bitterly: "Dr. Lu, Dr. Lu, I beg you, spare my life, spare my life!"
Lu Yuan's expression was calm, without any emotional fluctuations. On the contrary, the Blood Marsh Crocodile King behind him seemed to be jumping for joy.
"Dr. Lu, I beg you, let me be your ox or horse for life to repay you..."
Hearing Yang Hu's words without any sincerity, Lu Yuan finally showed a faint smile.
"I gave you a chance, but you chose this path yourself."
"Ah?"
Yang Hu looked at Lu Yuan blankly, not knowing what he meant at all.
Lu Yuan said lightly: "The morgue for dissecting corpses was operating room 3, operating room 4 was for performing surgery on the living. You chose it yourself, don't blame me."
There was amazement in Yang Hu's eyes. He hurriedly knelt on the ground, crawled forward and hugged Lu Yuan's legs, crying and screaming, "Dr. Lu, Dr. Lu, please give me another chance!"
Lu Yuan lifted his hand to help Yang Hu up from the ground. At this moment, Yang Hu suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
A creepy smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face. Emotionless words rang out beside Yang Hu's ears: "I'm sorry, too late."
The chill in his chest suddenly turned into a stab of pain. Yang Hu looked down to find that a shiny surgical knife had already been inserted into his chest.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
