"Mr. Lu, Doctor Lu..."
"Hmm?"
"Since that thing is so powerful, why didn't you bring more people with you?"
"I forgot."
Suddenly, the clown eased up a little on the gas pedal.
"Or should we go back first to call some more brothers over?"
Lu Yuan shook his head: "No need for that. Although I may not be able to kill it, it can't kill me either."
The Clown: "..."
"Mr. Lu, did you forget that there's still a living person in this car other than you?"
"Oh right...sorry I forgot about you."
"Then what about us?"
"Hmm, turn around."
Hearing Lu Yuan say this, the Clown turned the steering wheel to leave.
Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop—
Just then, a clear sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out from behind the highway.
In the thick fog, a figure riding a horse slowly emerged.
Next—
"Woohoo!"
Vroom—
The Clown let out an exclamation, stepped on the accelerator, and charged straight ahead!
Bang!
A heavy, muffled boom rang out from the front bumper of the armored off-road vehicle!
It was followed immediately by a violent neighing of the warhorse!
"Whinny!"
The figure riding the horse was knocked flying by the Clown's full-throttle charge, horse and all!
Continuing to turn the steering wheel, the Clown muttered to himself with an exaggerated expression: "The old era of sailing giant ships that could fly has been extinct for who knows how many years already. You're riding some prehistoric beast here pretending to be all that with me?!"
Vroom—
With that said, the Clown floored the accelerator again, and the off-road vehicle roared forward!
Swish!!
A harsh screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out.
The Clown slammed on the brakes with his foot.
The rider he had just knocked away slowly got up from the ground, controlling his warhorse and standing by the roadside.
Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop—
New sounds of horse hooves rang out from the surroundings, and there was more than one.
"Hmm?!"
The Clown looked around, one, two, three...
Gradually, dense ranks of riders on rotting warhorses appeared, surrounding Lu Yuan's car completely.
The Clown glanced at Lu Yuan and mumbled: "Dr. Lu, it looks like we're not very lucky today."
Lu Yuan’s eyes were as calm as still water. He nodded and said slowly: "It does seem so. What should we do? Are we going to die here?"
"Oh no!"
The Clown shook his head vigorously, looked around again, and finally captured Lu Yuan's calm gaze from the rearview mirror.
"Mr. Lu! Stop pretending! These things that are neither human nor ghost...could it be that they're all raised by you?!"
Lu Yuan raised his hand, holding a syringe between two fingers.
The Clown immediately changed his words: "Doctor Lu, Doctor Lu, I was just too excited for a moment..."
Only then did Lu Yuan put his hand down and looked at the circle of "riders" gathered around the end of the car, murmuring: "These are the dead who were buried together with that Disaster Spirit Fetus."
The Clown was somewhat incredulous.
"Is that thing very precious? So many people still guard her even after her death? Could it be an empress?"
"Just an ordinary peasant girl from ancient times. Her lover was the commander of these eight thousand cavalries. The two had pledged to be together for life."
"The girl personally sewed a military uniform for her lover. Wearing that, he went to the battlefield, leaving her with only half a bamboo flute. There was no news from him since."
"The girl waited for her lover for over half a year, but never did wait for him to return. She traveled over mountains and rivers alone, and finally found the burial ground of the cavalry army where her lover had served."
"Facing the eight thousand unnamed gravestones before her, she said 'If I cannot be born on the same day as you, then I will be buried with you'. Then she stabbed that half bamboo flute deeply into her own heart..."
"Later, nearby residents collected the girl's corpse and built a grave for her among the resting places of those eight thousand soldiers."
As he listened to Lu Yuan's story, the Clown dabbed at his eyes very "movingly".
He secretly glanced at the riders who had walked up to the car with the corner of his eyes, shaking his shoulders very exaggeratedly.
"Woo woo woo, this story sounds so touching!"
"But Dr. Lu, I wonder if these ghostly things outside would find it touching..."
Lu Yuan went on: "However, the truth is that the girl's lover never went to the battlefield at all."
"He became a deserter, hiding for half a year before changing careers to become a graverobber. And the first target he chose was..."
"The burial ground of his former comrades."
"There were no spirits or ghosts in ancient times."
"But after he came to this graveyard, he never managed to walk out again."
"The bones of his former comrades made him shudder with fear. The girl's corpse and that half bamboo flute scared him to death alive."
Hearing this, the Clown could no longer keep up his exaggerated performance.
"So that Disaster Spirit Fetus is that girl?"
Lu Yuan looked at a rider standing outside his car window and said lightly: "No, the Disaster Spirit Fetus is that man."
The Clown: "......"
"Then what about the girl?"
"Dead."
"Who, who did it?"
At this moment, Lu Yuan's signature morbid smile appeared on his face: "Guess?"
A chill ran down the Clown's spine.
"No, no, that's not right. That song..."
At this point, Lu Yuan opened the car door. He got out of the car, straightened his white coat, "I only sent her off."
"She asked me to do three things before she died."
"Put her heart on the person she cared about most."
"So that he could always feel her longing for him;"
"Put her vocal cords on the person she was most reluctant to part from."
"So that he could always listen to her lingering affection."
"And to let her be his lover, giving birth to children for him, never separating."
"I'm a kind person. I hate to see loving couples unable to become families most."
"So I promised her."
"In addition, I also gave them a few interesting negative ability genes, free of charge."
"But something unexpected happened. I didn't expect that multiple negative ability genes together would derive a new comprehensive ability gene."
As he spoke, Lu Yuan adjusted the eyeglass frames on his nose which had no lenses.
The curved smile at the corner of his mouth grew wider: "Not bad. This Disaster Spirit Fetus was created by me unintentionally."
In an instant, the Clown, who had always fed on other people's fears, felt chills all over his body!
Behind Lu Yuan, all the riders who had gathered around reined in their horses and stood still in unison.
In great uniformity, these riders bowed slightly to Lu Yuan from atop their horses.
Lu Yuan leaned down a little, and an icy, creepy voice rang in the Clown's ears: "Do you know why I only brought you today?"
The Clown's whole body began to tremble slightly. He couldn't get a word out!
Then, a hint of disappointment slipped into Lu Yuan's tone: "Just this is enough to put you into extreme fear?"
"I thought it would take some effort..."
"Didn't you always want to see the power of the Middle Layer Fear Dimension? Come on then."
As he spoke, Lu Yuan lightly stroked the armored off-road vehicle with his fingers. Swish—
In an instant, the armored off-road vehicle turned into smithereens!
The Clown inside landed on his butt on the ground.
He was stunned for a moment before stammering in fright: "Mid...Middle Layer Fear Dimension?!"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
