Never in a million years would Lu Yibei expect that the dark and gloomy god within the pit would be the victim of the situation.
‘Is being a god even all that?’ he doubted. At this moment, he hoped that he would never transform into one.
“What do we do with these?” he asked, pointing at the scrolls.
“Were you even listening to me?” Jumeng said angrily. “Just throw it away! And don’t go picking up things like these anymore, you hear me? The house is getting dirty!”
“My house.”
“Our house.”
Yibei sighed and turned around. He thought that after Shui blessed him, his house would be safe from dangerous beings until a shameless goddess came around.
‘I can’t kick her out because of the damn contract, too,’ he grumbled.
He got up, put all the bamboo scrolls back into the box, went upstairs, and kicked it towards the corner of his room.
Afterwards, he sat on his bed and turned on his phone, and he was delighted to find it working; last night, he had been monitoring the chats in the urban legend forum. Although he didn’t participate in any discussions, his phone suddenly ran out of battery and turned off on its own.
‘Thank God it still works… Let’s see. I have three new messages…’
[GU QIANQIAN: Why did you stuff money inside my piggy bank? I was thinking about it all night, and I couldn’t sleep because of it.
‘Because I felt bad for you, okay?
[180XXXXXXXX: Hello, this is the Orthopaedic Inpatient Department of Huacheng Central Hospital. I am the doctor overlooking Professor Ma Zhen’s condition. Please come over and see him whenever you can. He’s having a hard time going to the bathroom and claims that he’s paranoid. I don’t know how many complaints we can handle from him dragging other patients into the bathroom with him.]
‘Seems like Professor Ma is suffering from PTSD… I hope he’s okay.’
He clicked on the last remaining message and frowned upon reading it.
The text was sent by his counsellor. They are like mystical creatures; there’s a high probability that they will not contact you, but when they do, it means something bad is about to happen.
[COUNSELLOR: Lu Yibei, the school celebration is approaching. We have learnt of your heroic deeds in subduing hooligans at the expense of serious injuries. I think that is very commendable, so we hope that you’ll be able to give a speech during the celebration! Please come over to my office whenever you’re free.]
‘What the hell!’
‘Who do I blame this on? Jiangli! It’s all her fault! Her fault that I got stabbed eighteen times! And now I have to give a speech?’
He put away his phone, changed into a new set of clothes, and went downstairs.
It was almost noon, and he wanted to grab lunch before meeting with Jiangli.
‘What about Jumeng’s lunch? Wait, what am I thinking about?’
As he went downstairs, he could see Jumeng watching another soap opera.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jumeng sat straight up and called him over: “Bei, where are you going? If you’re going to collect cores, you shouldn’t do it in daylight!”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he teased as he stuck his tongue out. “I’m going to set up a stall at the nearby market. Maybe I can attract some customers and earn some money.”
“Oh? What for?”
Lu Yibei pointed to his expressionless face and said solemnly, “Attraction. Facial paralysis.”
“Wait, before you leave, I just remembered something. Can you…”
“Can I get you lunch? No! You’re a goddess! Do that yourself!”
“Tsk! Listen to me!” Jumeng spat. “You have a little trinket in your house, correct? I’m not talking about the charms.”
“Do I?”
“Yes, that little trinket helps to refresh the mind and repel mosquitoes, but…”
Yibei suddenly remembered it was the little trinket that Li Xuan gave him to ‘protect’ him as a gift and said, “What about it?”
“Tiny problem. I came out of the bathroom after taking a shower yesterday and found somebody peeping at me through that thing.”
“What? I didn’t say you could use my bathroom! Did you use my towel too?”
“There’s a peeping tom here, and you’re worried about that?”
“Well, you are a girl.”
“Is that what it is?” Jumeng smirked. “Yeah, I used your towel, and it still has the scent of a woman plastered onto it. I bet you want to smell it so bad!”
‘I need to buy a new towel later.’
“Whatever. Do you know who was peeping at you?”
“I don’t know. I was so angry that I flashed him with a blinding light and broke the trinket, but I remembered his eyes, creepy and unmoving, like a hawk.”
“Oh…”
He couldn’t tell her that she had just attacked a member of the Night Division.
However, he would never expect somebody as prim and proper as Li Xuan to install a camera to spy on him! It seems like he does not trust Yibei at all.
1:53 pm.
Yibei was half an hour early for his scheduled class with Jiangli.
He couldn’t help but worry that Li Xuan would be more suspicious of him since a random girl decided to break his trinket, and he thought of skipping class today.
However, if he didn’t come over to the Night Division, it would simply confirm Li Xuan’s suspicions.
‘Alright… Walk into the Night Division with dignity and power, and nobody will suspect you.’
He soon ran into Hua, and she led Yibei into her mistress’ office.
Opening the door, he could see her tapping away on her computer, playing a game of mahjong.
He felt weirded out about Jiangli’s obsession with mahjong, and it didn’t just stop at computer games; anywhere she went—online tournaments, casinos, gambling dens—she would be there playing mahjong.
What’s worse is that she would win 90% of those games and take the money for herself.
‘What’s the fun of playing a game where you always win?’ He pouted. ‘Maybe she’s hunting an urban legend related to mahjong…?’
Ding!
Jiangli’s computer speaker emitted a victory notification, and she looked up from her computer.
“Oh, you’re here early,” she nodded. “It’s good that you’re here early. I have good news and bad news.”
“Good news first.”
“The good news is that your runes are ready, and you’ll be promoted to an official member of the Night Division if you want to.”
Bai Kai helped Jiangli source suitable runes for Yibei, but he begged Jiangli not to tell him that he was the one who found the runes.
Jiangli couldn’t help but slightly smirk when she recalled discovering Bai Kai’s weakness in the midst of their operation. Whenever he would bring a woman home, she would let Hua go to his house and blare funeral music outside his window.
“What about the bad news?”
“The courier responsible for the runes is running a little late. You won’t be able to become an official Night Division member now.”
That doesn’t seem like a big deal, though, he thought. “If you don’t mind me asking, what runes have you prepared for me?”
“It’s…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, her office door swung open, and Li Xuan stood by the door, smiling.
Never in a million years would Lu Yibei expect that the dark and gloomy god within the pit would be the victim of the situation.
‘Is being a god even all that?’ he doubted. At this moment, he hoped that he would never transform into one.
“What do we do with these?” he asked, pointing at the scrolls.
“Were you even listening to me?” Jumeng said angrily. “Just throw it away! And don’t go picking up things like these anymore, you hear me? The house is getting dirty!”
“My house.”
“Our house.”
Yibei sighed and turned around. He thought that after Shui blessed him, his house would be safe from dangerous beings until a shameless goddess came around.
‘I can’t kick her out because of the damn contract, too,’ he grumbled.
He got up, put all the bamboo scrolls back into the box, went upstairs, and kicked it towards the corner of his room.
Afterwards, he sat on his bed and turned on his phone, and he was delighted to find it working; last night, he had been monitoring the chats in the urban legend forum. Although he didn’t participate in any discussions, his phone suddenly ran out of battery and turned off on its own.
‘Thank God it still works… Let’s see. I have three new messages…’
[GU QIANQIAN: Why did you stuff money inside my piggy bank? I was thinking about it all night, and I couldn’t sleep because of it.
‘Because I felt bad for you, okay?
[180XXXXXXXX: Hello, this is the Orthopaedic Inpatient Department of Huacheng Central Hospital. I am the doctor overlooking Professor Ma Zhen’s condition. Please come over and see him whenever you can. He’s having a hard time going to the bathroom and claims that he’s paranoid. I don’t know how many complaints we can handle from him dragging other patients into the bathroom with him.]
‘Seems like Professor Ma is suffering from PTSD… I hope he’s okay.’
He clicked on the last remaining message and frowned upon reading it.
The text was sent by his counsellor. They are like mystical creatures; there’s a high probability that they will not contact you, but when they do, it means something bad is about to happen.
[COUNSELLOR: Lu Yibei, the school celebration is approaching. We have learnt of your heroic deeds in subduing hooligans at the expense of serious injuries. I think that is very commendable, so we hope that you’ll be able to give a speech during the celebration! Please come over to my office whenever you’re free.]
‘What the hell!’
‘Who do I blame this on? Jiangli! It’s all her fault! Her fault that I got stabbed eighteen times! And now I have to give a speech?’
He put away his phone, changed into a new set of clothes, and went downstairs.
It was almost noon, and he wanted to grab lunch before meeting with Jiangli.
‘What about Jumeng’s lunch? Wait, what am I thinking about?’
As he went downstairs, he could see Jumeng watching another soap opera.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jumeng sat straight up and called him over: “Bei, where are you going? If you’re going to collect cores, you shouldn’t do it in daylight!”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he teased as he stuck his tongue out. “I’m going to set up a stall at the nearby market. Maybe I can attract some customers and earn some money.”
“Oh? What for?”
Lu Yibei pointed to his expressionless face and said solemnly, “Attraction. Facial paralysis.”
“Wait, before you leave, I just remembered something. Can you…”
“Can I get you lunch? No! You’re a goddess! Do that yourself!”
“Tsk! Listen to me!” Jumeng spat. “You have a little trinket in your house, correct? I’m not talking about the charms.”
“Do I?”
“Yes, that little trinket helps to refresh the mind and repel mosquitoes, but…”
Yibei suddenly remembered it was the little trinket that Li Xuan gave him to ‘protect’ him as a gift and said, “What about it?”
“Tiny problem. I came out of the bathroom after taking a shower yesterday and found somebody peeping at me through that thing.”
“What? I didn’t say you could use my bathroom! Did you use my towel too?”
“There’s a peeping tom here, and you’re worried about that?”
“Well, you are a girl.”
“Is that what it is?” Jumeng smirked. “Yeah, I used your towel, and it still has the scent of a woman plastered onto it. I bet you want to smell it so bad!”
‘I need to buy a new towel later.’
“Whatever. Do you know who was peeping at you?”
“I don’t know. I was so angry that I flashed him with a blinding light and broke the trinket, but I remembered his eyes, creepy and unmoving, like a hawk.”
“Oh…”
He couldn’t tell her that she had just attacked a member of the Night Division.
However, he would never expect somebody as prim and proper as Li Xuan to install a camera to spy on him! It seems like he does not trust Yibei at all.
1:53 pm.
Yibei was half an hour early for his scheduled class with Jiangli.
He couldn’t help but worry that Li Xuan would be more suspicious of him since a random girl decided to break his trinket, and he thought of skipping class today.
However, if he didn’t come over to the Night Division, it would simply confirm Li Xuan’s suspicions.
‘Alright… Walk into the Night Division with dignity and power, and nobody will suspect you.’
He soon ran into Hua, and she led Yibei into her mistress’ office.
Opening the door, he could see her tapping away on her computer, playing a game of mahjong.
He felt weirded out about Jiangli’s obsession with mahjong, and it didn’t just stop at computer games; anywhere she went—online tournaments, casinos, gambling dens—she would be there playing mahjong.
What’s worse is that she would win 90% of those games and take the money for herself.
‘What’s the fun of playing a game where you always win?’ He pouted. ‘Maybe she’s hunting an urban legend related to mahjong…?’
Ding!
Jiangli’s computer speaker emitted a victory notification, and she looked up from her computer.
“Oh, you’re here early,” she nodded. “It’s good that you’re here early. I have good news and bad news.”
“Good news first.”
“The good news is that your runes are ready, and you’ll be promoted to an official member of the Night Division if you want to.”
Bai Kai helped Jiangli source suitable runes for Yibei, but he begged Jiangli not to tell him that he was the one who found the runes.
Jiangli couldn’t help but slightly smirk when she recalled discovering Bai Kai’s weakness in the midst of their operation. Whenever he would bring a woman home, she would let Hua go to his house and blare funeral music outside his window.
“What about the bad news?”
“The courier responsible for the runes is running a little late. You won’t be able to become an official Night Division member now.”
That doesn’t seem like a big deal, though, he thought. “If you don’t mind me asking, what runes have you prepared for me?”
“It’s…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, her office door swung open, and Li Xuan stood by the door, smiling.
