Chapter 10 What’s Wrong With a Man Being a Bit Perverted!?
His eyes seemed to be burned by something, the pain was unbearable, yet Luxianbei couldn’t help but want to stare at the tattoos on that man in black.
The tattoo seemed to be calling out to him, urging him to see its true form and imprint its shape in his mind.
That tattoo contained a strange power!
It submerged one in a certain hidden temptation, making it impossible to escape.
Suddenly, it felt as though a tremor from the soul erupted from within, forcing Luxianbei’s petite body to shake along with it, and screams echoed in his ears.
The screams grew increasingly high-pitched, as if many people were suffering in agony.
Then, he saw a passenger bus on fire, falling down the valley, rolling and bouncing like a stone between the cliffs, exuding an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
This was the scene of the car accident two years ago! The thought suddenly popped into Luxianbei’s mind.
In the night, the peaks looked like dark, silent giants, and through the pale, dense fog, he could see a twisted, bizarre figure as huge as a mountain.
That figure seemed to have emerged from a nightmare, clearly not human-shaped, twisted and strange, yet it looked so beautiful.
Perfect to the point of fear!
A maddening scream emanated from its massive body, condensing into a cry in a language unknown.
Listening to that scream, Luxianbei for a moment understood its meaning—”Black Sun in the Sky, Tomorrow Falls!”
But soon, consciousness sank into silence, and he forgot it.
…
The cold, fine rain hit his face, and Luxianbei suddenly woke up, lying on the road soaked by autumn rain. The man in black who had seized his attention hadn’t harmed him but had already vanished.
The phenomenon triggered by the Black Sun Totem was like a nightmare, dissipated by the patter of autumn rain.
He struggled to recall, but could only remember seeing the car accident from two years ago and that incomprehensible scream.
All the images were blurred, as if shrouded in thick fog.
Luxianbei suddenly felt that the car accident from two years ago might not be as simple as an accident.
Could it be related to those people with the Black Sun Totem tattoos?
But why can’t I remember any of these details at all?
Regarding the car accident two years ago, his memories only included fragments of the vehicle losing control and falling off the cliff, after which he had already gone blind and found himself in a hospital.
With a heart full of confusion, Luxianbei tried to recall for a while, but his head began to twitch and throb, as if a steel rod had been inserted into his temple and stirred about, feeling as if his head would explode, thoughts tinted with phantasmagorical, unreal colors.
Just as the nerve that was enduring the pain in his mind was about to snap, all strangeness and discomfort retreated, and the surroundings became very quiet.
He didn’t know when, but in a state of confusion, he found himself back in front of his apartment door.
…
The next day, early morning.
Luxianbei endured a headache that felt like a severe cold and a hunger that seemed like he hadn’t eaten for days, climbed up to the rooftop, basking in the morning sunlight, returning to normal.
Thankfully he returned to normal; he had been a bit worried that, due to his unsatisfied hunger, something undesirable might arise.
Back home, after a simple wash, he changed into a clean outfit that could showcase his masculine charisma.
How to showcase it? Did you see the big words printed on his clothes?
That’s right, “World’s Hero!”
Luxianbei didn’t even consider that “World’s Hero” could also refer to a girl. He slung on his guitar bag containing the Ming King Statue, said goodbye to his friends at home, and headed straight to Huacheng University, armed with various proofs issued by the Siye Society.
Under the influence of the traditional mindset of “how to muddle through for a bachelor’s degree,” Luxianbei took school seriously.
Although the recent experiences were astonishing, he believed everything would turn out fine. After that, he still wanted to smoothly obtain his degree and become either a bar owner or an ordinary office worker.
When leaving the apartment complex, he passed by a baozi shop at the entrance, bought a steamer of soup dumplings, and tried again to solve his hunger, then…
He vomited again, retching violently as if he were about to throw up his stomach.
Feeling the terrified gazes of the customers in front of the baozi shop, Luxianbei snapped back to reality and left the scene just before the shop owner emerged with a kn*fe.
Once at Huacheng University, after handing in the various proofs to his counselor, Luxianbei walked out of the office, inwardly exclaiming, “Siye Society is awesome!”
At first, when he saw that thin stack of proofs from the hospital and police detailing the “brave act of saving others and being stabbed eighteen times, hospitalized,” he worried Jiang Li might have fabricated them to brush him off.
To his surprise, those proofs were indeed authentic!
When he walked out of the office, he felt the glances from those counselors had some elements of admiration.
“That student really has courage, but seems a bit off in the head.”
“Yeah, he actually fought off the criminal with a complete set of military boxing techniques… The criminal must have felt insulted and stabbed him so many times, avoiding vital points, tsk!”
Striding gallantly down the corridor outside the office while listening to the discussions behind him, Luxianbei suddenly stumbled.
“……”
d*mn Jiang Li!
…
Although autumn days in Huacheng had lost their previous heat since the night had grown long, Huacheng University still humanely avoided this time slot, placing military training at the end of the semester.
But this also meant that Luxianbei perfectly missed the opportunity to meet other classmates.
Embarrassingly handing a “brave act proof” to the course teacher under their strange gaze, Luxianbei chose a corner seat.
Perhaps due to carrying a guitar bag and having an “icy demeanor” that repelled others, people mistakenly thought he was a free-spirited, slightly rebellious rock youth. During two breaks, no one approached him to strike up a conversation.
He was happy for the peace, sitting alone in the corner, trying to sort through memories of the accident while pondering how to extract useful information from Jiang Li in the afternoon.
But his state wasn’t good; less than one class in, he began to doze off.
Being a man! After excessive consumption, one turns out this way—mentally exhausted, unable to concentrate, as if drained of life.
…
One must say, the Chinese language major at Huacheng University is indeed unreliable.
Luxianbei dozed off in the corner, almost sleeping through the entire class, without even shifting during the breaks, undisturbed by the course teacher.
Luxianbei even suspected that his father understood his character too well, knowing he was a slothful fish waiting to d*e, and had half-forced him to choose this major to smoothly earn a degree.
After the night had started to grow long, the schedules of various schools were almost concentrated between the time slots of nine to twelve in the morning and one-thirty to four-thirty in the afternoon.
Under these circumstances, almost all students’ class dismissal times remained highly consistent. When Luxianbei stretched and walked out of the classroom, he found the corridor packed with people, voices noisy, and students crowding towards the dining hall or dormitory.
Standing in the bustling crowd, Luxianbei’s eyes suddenly felt warm, and he vaguely heard a baby crying, followed by his attention being drawn by the scent of “food.”
The temptation of food temporarily pushed the memories of the accident and thoughts of extracting useful information from Jiang Li out of Luxianbei’s mind.
Following that faint scent of bl**d, he spotted a long-haired girl with an undeveloped baby on her neck, standing out among the throng.
Seemingly sensing Luxianbei’s intense gaze, the baby’s cries ceased, and it slowly turned its head, not moving its body, its head twisting one hundred and eighty degrees to face behind.
Upon seeing the baby’s front, Luxianbei’s scalp went numb.
The underdeveloped baby had no formed skin covering, its body exhibiting a cyanotic hue as if lacking oxygen, with dark red veins bulging beneath its tender flesh.
Its unformed features appeared slightly distorted, the eyeballs bulging outward; it hadn’t opened its eyes, yet Luxianbei felt as if it was looking at him.
That girl was entangled in an urban legend! Should I report it to the leaders?
That was the first thought that surged in Luxianbei’s mind, but in the blink of an eye, a shadowy idea emerged.
But, if I conceal it and wait for an opportunity to hunt, wouldn’t the problem of food be solved?
Driven by these two conflicting thoughts, Luxianbei decided to follow that girl.
During the peak class dismissal time, students were moving in and out of the school, bicycles and e-bikes weaving about; the girl seemed propelled by some force, moving quickly.
Luxianbei trailed behind her, starting and stopping, getting close and then far, until he crossed half the campus, arriving beneath the girls’ dormitory before barely keeping up. Just as he was about to approach, a strong hand pushed him back.
“Stop! What are you doing? Can’t you read?”
An old man with white hair, robust of stature, inexplicably reminding one of Master Roshi in berserk mode, blocked Luxianbei, pointing at the wall where “Girls’ Dormitory, Boys Prohibited!” was prominently displayed, with an unfriendly expression.
“Uh…” Luxianbei was momentarily speechless, glancing at the old man’s badge, impassively replied, “Grandpa Qin, I…”
“What kind of eyes do you have? My surname is Tai!” Grandpa Tai’s face darkened as he corrected him.
“Grandpa Tai, I just want to go in to find a friend.” Luxianbei continued with a straight face.
“What friend? I can see you look all moralistic but have no expression when lying, huh?” Grandpa Tai shot a glare at Luxianbei.
Luxianbei, “……” I want to have an expression too! No, I’m not lying!
“Enough! Get lost, get lost! I know you young people too well! Trying to sneak into the girls’ dormitory is just to turn the noun ‘love’ into a verb!”
No wonder the old grandpa at the university is so perceptive! Luxianbei thought as he was roughly shoved out.
Standing on the road in front of the girls’ dormitory, Luxianbei glanced back at the building with a heavy heart, reluctant to part.
If I’m not allowed in, then I’ll just wait until after dark and then…
Hiss—!
Isn’t that a bit perverted? Luxianbei pondered, but…
What’s wrong with a man being a bit perverted!?
