"Roar——"
A shrill long roar suddenly came from the scarecrow's mouth!
In an instant, winds and clouds surged within the domain of this scarecrow, and several torrents of violent air currents gathered towards the side of the scarecrow!
The one who was lying on the back of the scarecrow, who the scarecrow saw as a "monster", was precisely Lu Yuan.
At this moment, Lu Yuan looked up at the sky, twitched his nose, and said lightly: "Little grass, I'm already riding on your back, yet you're still putting on these flashy tricks?"
Speaking, Lu Yuan raised his hand. Out of nowhere, there was now a lump of stinky rotten mud in his hand!
Moreover, at first glance, this rotten mud... Inside the two grass nest-like eye sockets of the scarecrow, two bizarre red lights that looked like eyeballs started blinking rapidly!
"Roar!!"
At the same time, the roaring sound from the scarecrow's mouth became even more resounding!
The surrounding air temperature obviously dropped by several degrees at this moment. Clearly, this scarecrow was ready to fight Lu Yuan desperately!
However——
Splat!
"Roar—— Mmm, Mmm!"
Lu Yuan waved his hand and slapped the stinky lump of rotten mud he had into the opened, straw-filled mouth of the scarecrow!
The shrill roar coming from the scarecrow's mouth stopped abruptly.
It was replaced by a series of intermittent whines.
At the same time, the air currents that had been gathering around also disappeared at this moment.
The scarecrow looked extremely flustered. Its mouth kept closing and opening, closing and opening again.
It seemed that it wanted to spit out that lump of mud from its mouth, but it was just a scarecrow without a tongue or esophagus.
Eat, can't swallow; spit, can't spit out.
It wanted to reach out its hand to dig it out, but sorry, the scarecrow's hands don't have fingers.
The straw-filled hands raised to its mouth still couldn't get in.
Therefore, once the rotten mud entered its mouth, without external force to help, it would definitely not come out for a while.
In a moment, the scarecrow was completely helpless. It could only keep releasing low moans to vent its panic.
The most fatal thing was that behind the scarecrow, Lu Yuan flipped over and jumped down from it. He casually grabbed another lump of mud from the ground.
In this rainy wilderness, there was a lot of nothing but rotten mud.
"Mmm, Mmm!!"
Seeing Lu Yuan's actions, the low moans from the scarecrow's mouth became even more miserable!
The blinking frequency of the red light in its eyes also quickened, as if it had seen something exceptionally frightening.
However, Lu Yuan completely ignored the pitiful look of the scarecrow. With a hint of a wicked smile on his face, he slowly approached it holding the lump of mud in his palm!
Lu Yuan gently kneaded the lump of mud in his hand into a ball to make it easier for the scarecrow to eat.
As a medical professional, one must be considerate and comprehensive when treating one's patients.
Splat——
Lu Yuan slapped the second lump of mud into the scarecrow's mouth.
When Lu Yuan was about to dig out the third lump of mud, this time, the red light in the scarecrow's eyes stayed lit for several seconds...
Next, coming to its senses after the suffering, it decisively closed its mouth.
The feeling of fullness from the rotten mud in its mouth brought a strange sense of security.
Across from it, Lu Yuan lightly tossed the lump of mud in his hand that he had just squeezed into a ball. A disappointed expression appeared on his face.
After that, Lu Yuan revealed a scalpel in his other hand.
The moment it saw Lu Yuan's scalpel, the blinking red light in the scarecrow's eyes flashed a few times. Slap——
The next second, the scarecrow obediently opened its mouth again.
Splat——
Slap!
Lu Yuan's lump of mud went astray and slapped the scarecrow's whole face full of mud.
After the third lump of mud, Lu Yuan seemed to feel he had played enough. He went up and grabbed the scarecrow's head, saying: "You've killed so many people that I should have stripped you completely and hung you in my freezer."
"But I still feel that it would be too much of a waste. This is still my first time encountering your kind of scarecrow that has developed a domain!"
"So you're very lucky."
"I’ve decided to bestow upon you the honor of being a lifetime security guard at Lu’s Clinic!"
Scarecrow: "Mmm, mmm!"
Lu Yuan nodded: "Mm, I could hear it. It seems you are also very willing to accept this position."
"Mmm?! Mmm, mmm!!"
"Don't get agitated first. Before this, we still have some work to do."
"Mmm mmm mmm?! Mmm mmm?! Mmm!!"
The scarecrow seemed to have become somewhat agitated, but——
"You mmm ing ba!"
Splat! Slap!
Lu Yuan slapped the fourth lump of mud, mouth and face, onto the scarecrow.
The world instantly quieted down.
"From now on, you’ll be called Little Grass."
The world remained quiet. The scarecrow lowered its head, the blinking red light in its eye sockets darkened, seemingly sensing a certain deep malice.
A moment later.
A row of scarecrows stood in front of Lu Yuan.
Behind Lu Yuan stood Little Grass, with a mouth full of rotten mud and a muddy face.
Lu Yuan first tidied up his clothes, then solemnly bowed to the row of scarecrows in front of him.
"I'm sorry everyone, I came late."
Accompanying Lu Yuan's bow and words, Huang Ming and Xiao Chen across from him panicked.
When would a doctor bow to someone?
When announcing the patient has died after a failed surgery.
In addition to his words "I came late..."
Xiao Chen, whose body was already completely wrapped in straw, had a pale face. He stood still with eyes closed, seeming to be reminiscing about his short life.
Next to him, the equally straw-covered Huang Ming shivered as he used his last bit of strength to say: "Demon...hunters...forever...immortal..."
As if hearing Huang Ming's murmur, Lu Yuan looked up at him and said: "Master Huang Ming, I was talking to your fellow kind here. Don't overdramatize yourself too much. You can still be resuscitated."
"And Xiao Chen, don't be too nervous either. You two go play for a while first and wait for me."
Huang Ming: "..."
Xiao Chen: "... "
Next, Lu Yuan went to stand in front of the first scarecrow. The flesh wrapped inside the straw of this scarecrow had already rotted away by more than half, clearly beyond saving.
Lu Yuan put his hand on the scarecrow's shoulder and said softly: "I'm sorry."
After speaking, he looked back at Little Grass behind him.
Little Grass, with a mouth full of rotten mud and a muddy face, walked up tremblingly and solemnly bowed to the scarecrow, imitating what Lu Yuan had just done.
Boom——
A flame rose from Lu Yuan's hand and turned the scarecrow in front of him into a blaze of fiery red light on this rainy day.
After that, Lu Yuan went to stand in front of the second scarecrow. "I'm sorry."
Little Grass followed and bowed again.
Boom——
A vibrant red flame jumped up burning.
The third, fourth, fifth...
Until the seventh scarecrow, also the last one besides Huang Ming and Xiao Chen, after Lu Yuan said "I'm sorry" and Little Grass bowed, no flame rose this time.
Lu Yuan carefully placed the scarecrow on the ground. Taking out a syringe in his hand, he injected a shot into the neck of the scarecrow.
Within seconds, the scarecrow who had been opening its eyes just before completely breathed its last breath.
The scarecrow hadn't died, but Lu Yuan couldn't save him either.
Because he had only biologically not died. His brain tissue had already completely lost consciousness.
After that, Lu Yuan took out his phone and made a call.
Within minutes, the roar of a motorcycle engine sounded as Liu Yuan drove over.
The motorcycle stopped. Seeing the scene here, the little nurse didn't ask much. After getting off the bike, she first spread out a white sheet on the ground, then took out a toolbox from the rear box and placed it in front of Lu Yuan.
Opening the toolbox, inside were Lu Yuan’s favorites for the job: a hacksaw, sledgehammer, power drill, chisel, 502 glue and the like.
Next, Liu Yuan decisively turned around. Huang Ming directly closed his eyes. Xiao Chen was full of puzzlement. As for the scarecrow Little Grass...
The red light in its eyes started blinking almost madly!
That’s right, the previous scarecrow was an esper.
And at this moment, Doctor Lu took off his black windbreaker and put on a white coat. Clearly, he didn’t plan to waste this anatomical specimen that had delivered itself to his door.
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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?"
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)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
