Chapter 121: You Actually Hid the Core of the Urban Legend Behind My Back!
On the bus returning to University City.
Setting aside the issue regarding the number of talismans, Luxianbei posed several questions to the copper coin.
“Can we trap the urban legends on campus by preparing in advance?”
“Can we pull cards in the new card pool of ‘Love and Magical Girl’ with a ten consecutive draw?”
“Am I a boy or a girl, isn’t that question simple enough?”
After throwing out three questions in succession, all of which were negative, Luxianbei finally confirmed one thing: Professor Ma’s protective copper coin most likely only had the option of ‘heads’ each time.
He gave up trying, leaned back on the bus seat, and examined the copper coin in his hand, secretly pondering that this coin might really possess some spirit, or else it wouldn’t always yield the negative results.
However, it didn’t seem to help with decision-making as Professor Ma had said; still, this effect wasn’t without merit. If used reasonably at certain times, it should yield miraculous results.
For example, when Professor Ma was at home, they could use the coin to decide who would do the chores between the couple. Luxianbei thought to himself, secretly laughing, and quietly pocketed the coin.
After putting the coin away, Luxianbei casually took out his phone, opened the Urban Legends Chat Group, and prepared to try his luck to see if he could get any useful information.
After browsing the Urban Legends Chat Group for a while, he furrowed his brow slightly.
He was surprised to find that in the last couple of days, there was a user ID called “Incredible Witch” who was very active.
In the few minutes since he entered the chat group, the Incredible Witch was arguing with others about whether the “Three Immortals” referred to crabs, snakes, and toads, or foxes, snakes, and weasels.
Of course, if it were just that, Luxianbei wouldn’t have found it strange; similar debates unfolded almost every moment in the Urban Legends Chat Group, after all, different urban legends typically have certain inaccuracies in varying regional rumors.
What truly puzzled him was that from the data on the Incredible Witch and the memories of the Pharaoh, Liangyue, and others, the account holder should be Du Sixian.
After pondering briefly, Luxianbei figured out the reason behind it.
“Du Sixian is now a formal member of the Siye Society; Jiang Li must have gone to investigate Shihhekou Middle School before. In that case, it makes sense for Du Sixian to share what she knows and go undercover in the Urban Legends Chat Group to investigate.”
Having understood this point, Luxianbei grew slightly worried.
“I just wonder if that person will inadvertently leak my information. If the Siye Society tracks me down, things could get very troublesome.”
“However, as it stands, I should still be safe for now.”
Luxianbei continued to observe the debate topics in the Urban Legends Chat Group. “Incredible Witch” and others gradually shifted the topic from the “Three Immortals” to which bl**d type zombies preferred. He curled his lip and, upon noticing the bus entering the area of University City, tucked away his phone.
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Mudan Street, inside the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Management Bureau, in an office decorated like a medical room.
Du Sixian sat in front of the computer, her fingers flying over the keyboard. As an internet-addicted girl and an unknown content creator, exchanging barbs with netizens had been her daily routine in the past.
Therefore, after reporting her joining the Urban Legends Chat Group, and with Jiang Li assigning her the task of constantly debating with group members, she felt as if she had returned home, and she loved it!
Jiang Li’s arrangement was simple. Since no useful information could be found from the sparse chat content, they decided to find a way to get them to talk more.
The more one talks, the more mistakes one makes. If the situation reported by Luxianbei in this Urban Legends Chat Group wasn’t coincidental, they would eventually discover some clues.
After bickering with group members for a while, Du Sixian suddenly seemed to discover something and turned to look at An Qing, who was sneakily studying the precious bl**d packs in the freezer.
“Qing Sister, Qing Sister, this person says zombies don’t have a favorite bl**d type; they just like bl**d in general, and their reasoning is very reasonable. I wonder if they could be…”
An Qing glanced at the segment of chat record Du Sixian was pointing at and shook her head gently. “Though they’re quite convincing, that’s not true…”
In that chat record, the content was comprehensive and well-structured. However, as an entry-level keyboard warrior, Du Sixian found herself completely unable to retort.
However, the zombie habits described by this person were entirely different from what An Qing understood. Either they were wrong, or An Qing was mistaken.
How could anyone know more about zombies than An Qing, who possessed the Spirit Pattern of the [Mutated Type: Ghost King’s Zombie Bride]?
Moreover, how could there be no particular bl**d type preference? I really like type AB. An Qing thought inwardly and added, “What they said seems very convincing, probably because they’re very good at making things up! There are quite a few such people online.”
Some stories they concocted were so convincing that they could throw the Siye Society into chaos, only to end up empty-handed, just like someone making a false police report!
“But Qing Sister, this person sounds really convincing. Don’t we need to investigate them a bit? Didn’t Jiang Li say earlier that there’s a group called ‘Storytellers’ that specializes in spreading urban legends to create urban legends?” Du Sixian asked curiously.
Hearing this, An Qing smiled bitterly at Du Sixian and patted her shoulder, saying, “Real storytellers aren’t like that. It’s a complex explanation. You’ll understand once you encounter them.”
“However, if you’re truly worried, you can report this person’s info to Jiang Li. I’m sure she’ll be willing to investigate a bit.”
“Sure, no problem!” Du Sixian agreed, then turned around and typed in the chat box, “You wait! One day, I will come through the internet and smash your dog head!” and hit enter.
Just thinking of that B-level spirit energy item capable of truly investigating through the internet in the Huacheng warehouse made An Qing twitch her lips.
“Alright, don’t be like Jiang Li, always so sensitive. You’re a good girl, don’t make yourself sound crazy. Today’s investigation in the Urban Legends Chat Group ends here, right? Let’s head to the training grounds; I’ll teach you something new today.”
“Something new? Is it a new spell formula?” Du Sixian asked curiously.
“No,” An Qing shook her head, “A weakling wants to become a qualified operative; merely knowing the spell formula isn’t enough. Besides the spell formula, you at least have to master either alchemy or body techniques.”
“In fact, during actual combat, many urban legends won’t give you enough time to cast a spell. You must find a way to use alchemical items or superior body techniques to create enough time for yourself to cast spells.”
“Since I don’t quite understand alchemy, for now, I can only teach you body techniques. If you want to learn alchemy, I can arrange for you to meet other operatives.”
“No need, no need!” Du Sixian waved her hand, “I just want to learn body techniques!”
During battles, throwing out one bottle after another of alchemical potions and talismans is so boring! Fighting up close with the urban legends is way more thrilling! Du Sixian thought excitedly.
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Throwing talismans indeed lacks a bit of style and precision, but if it could be fired in rapid succession like a submachine g*n, that would be amazing!
Luxianbei held onto this thought. After getting off the bus near University City, instead of heading straight back to his apartment to start making talismans, he turned to a large merchandise store located in a corner of University City, which he had found earlier.
He had once seen a toy resembling a thief’s card pistol made based on Kid the Phantom Thief’s design.
In Liangyue’s memory, there was no requirement for thickness in the recipe for making the Initial Spring Breeze talisman.
Luxianbei thought that as long as he made the talisman as thin as possible, he could use the card pistol to fire it. This was also part of his preparation to deal with urban legends at school.
You think I can’t throw it accurately? How can a man say he can’t sh**t accurately!
Once he gets rich, he could produce other talismans and replace ammunition as needed, adapting to the situation—just thinking of it feels great!
Luxianbei thought, placing the selected toy at the checkout counter, “Please wrap this up for me!”
“Thank you for your purchase. One Kid the Phantom Thief card pistol, one Thousand-Year Chiyo-Lan figure, one wedding edition Thousand-Year Chiyo figure, two Thousand-Year Chiyo maid hug pillows… total of 2732 dollars.”
Luxianbei, “……” d*mn! Why is this card pistol so expensive?!
…
Like all products attached with emotional taxes, the price of the card pistol was inflated. After spending a hefty sum to buy the pistol, Luxianbei felt a pang in his heart and didn’t even dare to take a taxi back home.
It’s only two or three kilometers; walking back is fine!
Upon returning home, he ignored Jumeng, who was seriously watching “Mom’s Delicious Kitchen” on the TV, and went straight upstairs, rummaging through the wardrobe for that urban legend-themed windbreaker.
He clearly remembered that during his last trip to Shihhekou Middle School, he had managed to hunt down an urban legend core, and it was still stored inside this windbreaker.
After finding the windbreaker, Luxianbei spent a few minutes turning all the pockets inside out, and his expression gradually sank.
It’s gone?! How could such a large urban legend core just vanish?!
Could it be that I put it somewhere else and forgot? Luxianbei thought. Just then, a burst of cheerful laughter came from downstairs.
“Hahaha—guh—! That’s so funny! Who cooks like that?!”
Luxianbei squinted his eyes and looked towards the direction of the sound, calling out in a serious tone, “Juemeng! Did you steal my urban legend core?!”
“No! Don’t wrongfully accuse people…”
“Wait! Oh, so you heartless person! You actually hid the urban legend core behind my back!? Just wait until I deal with you!”
Hearing hurried footsteps coming up the stairs, Luxianbei, “……” Why do I feel like she’s accusing me of stealing?
