Waiting is the challenging part of this, and Lu Yibei was very impatient.
After she found a place to hide the headless girl, she hid herself too, waiting for almost an hour before realising something important: Love and Magical Girl has a major update tonight.
The second most important thing. The most important thing is that the thing that attacked the headless girl may not necessarily come after her, and it might be because she saw something that she shouldn’t have seen.
It’s just like how Jumeng saw Yibei in her magical girl suit. Although she didn’t want to kill her, if her strength allowed it, she would beat that goddess into a pulp.
I can’t rule out that the enemy is waiting for me to let my guard down, she thought. ‘I have to wait it out! I am patience incarnate! Do you know how long it takes to make one Sichuan dish? Or how long does it take for me to farm in-game currency to the point where the police file a missing person report for me?’
Her train of thought was interrupted by a drop of cold liquid dripping on her face, followed by two more drops, then three, before a shower of cold water poured on her head.
The heavy rain that had been brewing for the past hour finally started to fall, and it may be the biggest rainfall ever since the start of autumn.
Meanwhile, as the rain started to fall, Gu Qianqian, guided by the imprint on her arm, slowed down as the rain made it hard to see. She broke into a janitor’s closet, stole a large raincoat and boots, and quickly put them on.
She wouldn’t mind, Gu Qianqian thought. She was friends with the female janitor, and she often got hired by her to help clean the buildings on her behalf. What wonderful friends she has!
‘The school should employ me! I help unload groceries, clean the building, make props for the Drama Club, and help the students hog seats in the library. And everyone is so friendly to me! And I get paid for it!’
The system would sigh every time she accepted a job like this, and she didn’t know why.
The system deduces that it was because of her status as a protagonist and because she longs to help people.
The rain was like a translucent curtain, shrouding the campus in a shiny grey. Gu Qianqian stepped forward and got into a posture that vaguely resembled an archer preparing to shoot, and…
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, she dashed across the entire campus and found herself in the main path of Gate No. 4, leaving a faint afterimage of herself behind.
“Gu Qianqian, something is wrong. Before we get the bamboo scrolls, don’t you think it’s weird that they are right here? On the path?” the system alerted.
“I don’t think so,” she replied. “Isn’t it normal for weird things like that to move around on their own?”
‘She’s making sense for once! I can’t even talk back to her!’
It’s normal for urban legends to move from one place to another. After all, there are plenty of places on campus for B-level or above urban legends to lurk.
Like the small garden on the library’s roof, or the underground sewage system, or the main path of Gate No. 4…
Apart from these urban legends, whose legends have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the students, there is usually a strong territorial sense among other urban legends.
Like wild dogs that mark their territory, they tend to avoid unnecessary conflicts with each other.
If two different urban legends overlap too often, their rumours will overlap and homogenise, and over time, their legends may fuse, making it difficult for them to maintain independence.
However, this is also a method to birth powerful urban legends, but few are willing to sacrifice their independence in exchange for power.
In the system’s memory, the bamboo scrolls tend to be contained in just one area, so for them to appear on the other side of campus…
No matter what, its mistress needs to walk with caution: “Gu Qianqian, be ready. A fight may soon begin!”
“A fight? Really?” She sighed as she fumbled into the coat and pulled out her enchanted metal club, holding it in her hands.
Meanwhile, in the sewage system on the other side of the campus, Miss Rabbit closely followed a member of the Eclipse Society, walking along the putrid currents of the sewage.
The rainfall was getting heavier, and the water flow in the sewage was becoming turbulent. It may overflow if the rain continues.
Miss Rabbit didn’t know the name of the man walking in front of her. Every time she asked, he would simply smile.
Things like names didn’t have much impact on their cooperative relationship. Besides, they already signed a contract.
Plus, in the world of urban legends, names have power.
For example, curses draw their power from names; sometimes, even uttering the true, unspoken name of an urban legend would greatly weaken them.
A disgusting stench was eternally present in the air as if it were a river of corpses that were flowing by them. The sewer imbued them with a sense of mystery as if they were about to venture into a world where endless secrets were buried.
While passing a pipe, she heard subtle voices within it, but she understood them well.
Staring at the pipes, she frowned upon seeing the rust and vibrant mould on them, accompanied by the eerie sound of a broken music box.
“No point looking,” the man said. “It’s not interested in working with us. I already asked it before we came here.”
“What is that thing?”
“Ah, every school has an urban legend about hearing strange noises coming from nowhere, and this school isn’t different.”
Miss Rabbit stopped in her tracks—this meant that this urban legend was extremely strong, considering that every student has heard of things like these before, and it would live for a very long time too.
If you want to kill it, you must dismantle all pipes or find a way to reroute its core legend, which is all difficult to do.
“Then, who are we going to meet?” she asked.
“Have you ever heard of the boy who hid hundreds of feline corpses in his dormitory?”
Miss Rabbit nodded slightly, “I heard that after the school disposed of the corpses, he committed suicide and turned into an urban legend himself. Are we going to…”
“Yes, and he lives here in the sewer.”
Hearing this, Miss Rabbit had a disgusted expression on her face. Although she’s a murderer herself, she didn’t murder without reason; she couldn’t believe they were about to work with a sociopath.
No matter. They needed the Night of a Hundred Ghosts to occur, so they needed his help.
Soon, a string of miserable mewings could be heard, and the man quickened his pace.
Boom!
A powerful psychic explosion passed through the sewer at the speed of light, as if another urban legend was lurking in the sewer. A terrifying growl could be heard as waves upon waves of powerful energy washed over the both of them.
The meowing stopped abruptly, and both of them froze as they looked in the direction of the psychic explosion.
Somebody else is with us, she thought. ‘And tonight of all nights, let’s see…’
Expanding her thoughts, she could feel at least three or four dangerous entities lurking about in the school, and they were stronger than her former mistress…
Waiting is the challenging part of this, and Lu Yibei was very impatient.
After she found a place to hide the headless girl, she hid herself too, waiting for almost an hour before realising something important: Love and Magical Girl has a major update tonight.
The second most important thing. The most important thing is that the thing that attacked the headless girl may not necessarily come after her, and it might be because she saw something that she shouldn’t have seen.
It’s just like how Jumeng saw Yibei in her magical girl suit. Although she didn’t want to kill her, if her strength allowed it, she would beat that goddess into a pulp.
I can’t rule out that the enemy is waiting for me to let my guard down, she thought. ‘I have to wait it out! I am patience incarnate! Do you know how long it takes to make one Sichuan dish? Or how long does it take for me to farm in-game currency to the point where the police file a missing person report for me?’
Her train of thought was interrupted by a drop of cold liquid dripping on her face, followed by two more drops, then three, before a shower of cold water poured on her head.
The heavy rain that had been brewing for the past hour finally started to fall, and it may be the biggest rainfall ever since the start of autumn.
Meanwhile, as the rain started to fall, Gu Qianqian, guided by the imprint on her arm, slowed down as the rain made it hard to see. She broke into a janitor’s closet, stole a large raincoat and boots, and quickly put them on.
She wouldn’t mind, Gu Qianqian thought. She was friends with the female janitor, and she often got hired by her to help clean the buildings on her behalf. What wonderful friends she has!
‘The school should employ me! I help unload groceries, clean the building, make props for the Drama Club, and help the students hog seats in the library. And everyone is so friendly to me! And I get paid for it!’
The system would sigh every time she accepted a job like this, and she didn’t know why.
The system deduces that it was because of her status as a protagonist and because she longs to help people.
The rain was like a translucent curtain, shrouding the campus in a shiny grey. Gu Qianqian stepped forward and got into a posture that vaguely resembled an archer preparing to shoot, and…
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, she dashed across the entire campus and found herself in the main path of Gate No. 4, leaving a faint afterimage of herself behind.
“Gu Qianqian, something is wrong. Before we get the bamboo scrolls, don’t you think it’s weird that they are right here? On the path?” the system alerted.
“I don’t think so,” she replied. “Isn’t it normal for weird things like that to move around on their own?”
‘She’s making sense for once! I can’t even talk back to her!’
It’s normal for urban legends to move from one place to another. After all, there are plenty of places on campus for B-level or above urban legends to lurk.
Like the small garden on the library’s roof, or the underground sewage system, or the main path of Gate No. 4…
Apart from these urban legends, whose legends have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the students, there is usually a strong territorial sense among other urban legends.
Like wild dogs that mark their territory, they tend to avoid unnecessary conflicts with each other.
If two different urban legends overlap too often, their rumours will overlap and homogenise, and over time, their legends may fuse, making it difficult for them to maintain independence.
However, this is also a method to birth powerful urban legends, but few are willing to sacrifice their independence in exchange for power.
In the system’s memory, the bamboo scrolls tend to be contained in just one area, so for them to appear on the other side of campus…
No matter what, its mistress needs to walk with caution: “Gu Qianqian, be ready. A fight may soon begin!”
“A fight? Really?” She sighed as she fumbled into the coat and pulled out her enchanted metal club, holding it in her hands.
Meanwhile, in the sewage system on the other side of the campus, Miss Rabbit closely followed a member of the Eclipse Society, walking along the putrid currents of the sewage.
The rainfall was getting heavier, and the water flow in the sewage was becoming turbulent. It may overflow if the rain continues.
Miss Rabbit didn’t know the name of the man walking in front of her. Every time she asked, he would simply smile.
Things like names didn’t have much impact on their cooperative relationship. Besides, they already signed a contract.
Plus, in the world of urban legends, names have power.
For example, curses draw their power from names; sometimes, even uttering the true, unspoken name of an urban legend would greatly weaken them.
A disgusting stench was eternally present in the air as if it were a river of corpses that were flowing by them. The sewer imbued them with a sense of mystery as if they were about to venture into a world where endless secrets were buried.
While passing a pipe, she heard subtle voices within it, but she understood them well.
Staring at the pipes, she frowned upon seeing the rust and vibrant mould on them, accompanied by the eerie sound of a broken music box.
“No point looking,” the man said. “It’s not interested in working with us. I already asked it before we came here.”
“What is that thing?”
“Ah, every school has an urban legend about hearing strange noises coming from nowhere, and this school isn’t different.”
Miss Rabbit stopped in her tracks—this meant that this urban legend was extremely strong, considering that every student has heard of things like these before, and it would live for a very long time too.
If you want to kill it, you must dismantle all pipes or find a way to reroute its core legend, which is all difficult to do.
“Then, who are we going to meet?” she asked.
“Have you ever heard of the boy who hid hundreds of feline corpses in his dormitory?”
Miss Rabbit nodded slightly, “I heard that after the school disposed of the corpses, he committed suicide and turned into an urban legend himself. Are we going to…”
“Yes, and he lives here in the sewer.”
Hearing this, Miss Rabbit had a disgusted expression on her face. Although she’s a murderer herself, she didn’t murder without reason; she couldn’t believe they were about to work with a sociopath.
No matter. They needed the Night of a Hundred Ghosts to occur, so they needed his help.
Soon, a string of miserable mewings could be heard, and the man quickened his pace.
Boom!
A powerful psychic explosion passed through the sewer at the speed of light, as if another urban legend was lurking in the sewer. A terrifying growl could be heard as waves upon waves of powerful energy washed over the both of them.
The meowing stopped abruptly, and both of them froze as they looked in the direction of the psychic explosion.
Somebody else is with us, she thought. ‘And tonight of all nights, let’s see…’
Expanding her thoughts, she could feel at least three or four dangerous entities lurking about in the school, and they were stronger than her former mistress…
