Half an hour later.
The Clown carried the bald man, Xiao Yi supported the Level 2 Ability User, while a puddle of advancing water monitored the Three Star Ability User. Together, they returned to the East Suburb Medical College.
Because Liu Yuan had given advance notice, just five minutes after the three had left the scene, the Xia Group's people came over with mops, buckets, and the like to clean the area.
Some helpful neighbors came over to lend a hand in moving the bodies.
This was the advantage of fighting on home turf.
At the entrance of the medical college, The Clown and the others met Liu Yuan, who was carrying buns filled with pork and green onions and two cups of freshly ground soy milk.
Of course, there was the iconic milk tea.
At the sight of Liu Yuan, the Level 3 Ability User, who had been chased by three monsters, seemed to see a glimmer of hope in an instant.
He certainly didn't feel like he could run faster than the three monsters behind him, but he only needed to run faster than Liu Yuan.
In fact, this Level 3 Ability User had been puzzled all the way.
Why didn't the big zombie bite the Clown with face paint?
It was probably because zombies also cared about looks...
Looking at Liu Yuan ahead, the Level 3 Ability User empathized for a moment, comparing her in terms of looks, figure, and temperament. If he were a zombie, he would definitely not hesitate to bite her!
With this thought, the Level 3 Ability User felt even more like the goddess of light was beckoning to him.
Just as the group was about to meet, when the Level 3 Ability User was ready to sprint away –
"Swoosh–"
Liu Yuan took a sip of milk tea and pointed to the veranda in front of the clinic reception hall, saying, "Put your stuff there and go play in the back."
"Remember Dr. Lu's request, three days, don't leave the medical college grounds!"
The Level 3 Ability User, who was preparing to unleash his full strength, nearly tumbled to the ground with a somersault!
Why did the tone sound so familiar?
Wasn't this the way he usually spoke to those dumb mercenaries?
Listening to the accent, was this girl also a superior?!
But in the blink of an eye, the Level 3 Ability User made his own decision.
He exerted all his strength and charged towards the girl!
Since she was a superior, it would be even easier!
As long as I hold you hostage, I can survive, right?!
As for whether the girl would be an even more formidable presence...
The Level 3 Ability User had also considered this possibility, but in this situation, he had no other choice.
As the Ability User ran out, at that moment, behind him, The Clown, Xiao Yi, and the puddle on the ground all turned around in perfect sync.
The Clown: "My kind heart can't bear to witness the cruelty that's about to unfold."
Mr. Shui: "Whoosh!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
As he watched the girl in front of him getting closer and closer, the Level 3 Ability User's heart rose to his throat!
However, at this tense moment, he actually saw the girl leisurely take another sip of milk tea!
Instantly, the Level 3 Ability User's heart seemed to hang in the air thousands of feet above.
It was basically confirmed that the girl was either a fool or a... more terrifying presence.
But now he had no turning back, he could only charge forward recklessly.
Running harder under his feet, the three-tier ability users suddenly felt as if the space around them had solidified.
Generally speaking, ability users who gain their abilities after being reborn often have abilities that are related to certain quirks they develop after their rebirth.
Zhang Baobao's quirk is eating fragrant small steamed buns, which are a concentration of human essence, so her ability is sealing;
Lin Youyou likes to eat heart-shaped gummy candies, as the heart is the central hub of a person's blood circulation, so her ability is super-enhanced self-healing of the body;
And Liu Yuan likes to drink milk tea, with the biggest function of milk tea being thinking, so her ability is -
Telekinesis.
At this moment, the three-tier ability users felt as if the air around them had turned into real walls pressing in on them from all directions!
His foot was already raised high, but no matter how hard he tried, it just wouldn't come down!
Even his proud ability to control electricity couldn't be used!
Just as the three-tier ability user felt like he was in a frozen time and space, he saw the sweet-looking girl in front of him gently pull out the straw from the milk tea...
The plastic straw spun slowly in the delicate white fingers of the girl, exuding a hint of soft beauty that even the three-tier ability user could see.
Just as he was immersed in it, suddenly, the pointed end of the straw viciously stabbed towards the top of his head!
Splurt!
Crack!
The balance of intracranial and extracranial pressure was violently broken in a very short time, and a mixture of red and white matter splattered out through the plastic straw!
The three-tier ability user felt his world go dark.
Across from them.
The Clown: "Did you hear that, this sound... what a terrifying woman... the surname Lu never lacks for perversion."
Mr. Shui: "Splash!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
The Clown: "The last time I saw that woman, she could only use a steel pipe, now she can use a plastic straw, my god, this world is too scary."
Mr. Shui: "Splash!"
Xiao Yi: "Roar!"
The Clown: "You two idiots."
"Roar!"
Splash!
The water splashed all over The Clown.
Next, Xiao Yi cheerfully threw the person under the eaves in front of the reception hall and ran towards the back of the clinic building.
Mr. Shui leisurely swam towards the pond behind the medical school.
The Clown, holding the bald head, did not leave after throwing the person under the eaves in the reception hall, imitating Liu Yuan's dragging a dead dog-like manner.
Liu Yuan glanced at him, took out an oversized nurse uniform from the changing room, and threw it to him.
"Clean yourself up when the walk is over."
The Clown impatiently nodded, "You're such a nagging woman!"
Putting on the nurse uniform, The Clown immediately squatted in front of the door of Lu Yuan's third operating room.
On the other side, after eating Liu Yuan's buns and soy milk, Lu Yuan finally stood at the door of the third operating room.
Facing The Clown's eager gaze, he kicked up, "Go lift that three-tier ability user onto the bed and bring him over to me."
The Clown's expression suddenly became solemn, and he slowly said, "Lu Yuan, I think you should show me more respect."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lu Yuan reached into the pocket of his white coat, holding a syringe between his fingers.
"Hiss—"
The Clown's face instantly fell, contorting into an exaggerated grimace. "Lu Yuan, can't you try a different trick?!"
Lu Yuan replied calmly, "I'm just a doctor, what evil intentions could I possibly have?"
The Clown's expression stiffened. "Dr. Lu, understood. I'll arrange for the body for your dissection."
Half an hour passed by in the blink of an eye.
"Do me a favor, please. Hang this in sequence for me in the cryogenic chamber on the basement floor, thanks."
With a nonchalant remark to the dumbfounded Clown beside him, Lu Yuan took his leave.
The Clown stared at the immaculate corpse before him, speechless.
"Damn this art, it never fails to stir up such excitement in me every time..."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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)
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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?"
