Chapter 65: What Terrible Luck!
Lu Yuan originally did not want to kill this looking-back ghost.
He was indeed in a hurry.
However, the looking-back ghost should not have imitated Tang Wen's voice; this was something Lu Yuan could not tolerate.
"Who on earth are you?"
The looking-back ghost tried to pull away and escape, but the devouring force on the fruit knife was firmly embedded in its body. As long as there was still hatred inside its body, the fruit knife would keep devouring until it was completely cleaned out.
Lu Yuan flashed his identity badge: "I am a psychological counselor and also a teacher at Mingzhi Primary School."
Upon hearing the four words "Mingzhi Primary School," the expression of the looking-back ghost visibly turned terrified and frightened, but before it could even speak, cracks began to appear all over its body.
"I..."
Before the words finished, the looking-back ghost dissolved into a pile of foul-smelling powder on the ground.
Lu Yuan lowered his head to look at the powder by his feet: "So this is what happens after a specter dies."
Lu Yuan withdrew the fruit knife.
After devouring the hatred of the looking-back ghost, the bloodstains on the fruit knife became exceptionally fresh, and the blade itself seemed to have grown a bit longer.
"I can kill resentment now."
This was the confidence given by devouring hatred.
Specters at the level of resentment basically posed no threat to Lu Yuan, unless they were some special resentment-level specters that might cause him trouble.
Yet Lu Yuan dared not be arrogant either.
At most, he could only deal with resentment-level specters right now. If he encountered a slightly more powerful specter, the situation would most likely reverse.
Right at this moment, three lines of blood-red text emerged on the fruit knife:
[Gaus's Fruit Knife: A flawless piece of murdering artwork. After being endowed with life, it possesses the ability of continuous evolution.]
[Item Type: F-rank (Lowest grade).]
[Item Status: Evolving.]
So it really could evolve!
Lu Yuan weighed the fruit knife in his hand; being able to continuously evolve was a good thing.
"I think this fruit knife is quite powerful, so why is it only an F-rank item, and the lowest grade at that..." Lu Yuan could not comprehend it.
Lu Yuan did not dwell on it.
Such matters—even if you asked the television, it would most likely not tell you.
Lu Yuan had now discovered that the television which assigned him missions was in a standby state under the vast majority of circumstances, and would only appear to issue missions when scenes triggering the plot arose.
The television was also a kind of rule.
Only, this television was more like a rule outside the programmed settings; its existence was to guide living humans like Lu Yuan to survive and to let Lu Yuan grow.
Although he did not know who created this television, it was currently beneficial to Lu Yuan.
Just as Lu Yuan intended to leave this place, the pile of ashes on the ground moved without any wind, and subsequently, two lines of blood-red text crawled out from the ashes:
[Listen to Your Heart: You can listen to the inner voice of a specter for a duration of 1 hour. This skill is an active skill, applicable to single targets, and cannot listen to the inner voices of multiple people simultaneously. The cooldown period is 24 hours.]
[Looking Back Ghost: You can forcibly demand a specter to look back, and when you stand behind the specter, the specter will experience five seconds of visual blindness, unable to perceive your location.]
Lu Yuan was stunned.
It was only then that he realized as long as he killed a specter, he could learn certain skills from it.
He could not think of any immediate use for listening to inner voices, but this "Looking Back Ghost" seemed like a decent tactic for a sneak attack and escape.
"Not bad either."
Lu Yuan was not picky.
After all, a mosquito's leg is still meat, and no matter how poor a skill is, it's still a cheat.
Lu Yuan reached out and tapped the two lines of blood-red text. Two wisps of pale red blood mist burrowed into Lu Yuan's body, still without any sensation.
"I have quite a lot of skills now."
Lu Yuan shouldered his backpack once more.
He pondered carefully.
From An Shi's villa until now, the active and passive skills he had mastered were quite numerous. Sometimes having too many skills was also a trouble, because having too many would cause confusion.
Once any danger was encountered, recalling them immediately was not so easy.
"I'll take some time to familiarize myself with all the skills."
Mainly the active skills.
Active skills required Lu Yuan to proactively use them to take effect, unlike passive skills.
Lu Yuan hurried to run toward the exit of the alley. As he got closer and closer to the exit, the light grew brighter and brighter until he finally saw clearly—it was a streetlamp.
A streetlamp was illuminated at the school gate of Mingzhi Primary School.
The dim, yellowish light cast a small circle of light on the ground.
"Finally here."
Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
In three days' time, he had finally made it from An Shi's villa to Mingzhi Primary School, and even managed to squeeze in a trip back to the psychological clinic to retrieve his own body along the way.
Just as Lu Yuan was about to step out of the alley, the smile on his face froze instantly in the next second.
Lu Yuan almost failed to notice it.
Standing right at the school gate of Mingzhi Primary School was a colossal entity.
Its body had merged completely with the school gate; if one did not look closely, it was completely undetectable. Fortunately, Lu Yuan's eyesight was decent, otherwise he would definitely have been caught with zero precautions.
"The singing!"
Lu Yuan's expression turned ugly.
Damn it!
Why was the singing at the school gate of Mingzhi Primary School?!
Lu Yuan gazed into the distance at the massive body of the singing entity. At this moment, the singing was not vocalizing, just standing quietly at the school gate, seemingly waiting for Lu Yuan to approach.
"What now?"
Lu Yuan knitted his brows tightly.
If the singing entity refused to leave, he certainly could not enter Mingzhi Primary School.
Could it be that he had to wait?
Wait for the singing entity to voluntarily leave the school gate on its own?
Lu Yuan felt extremely irritable in his heart. He pulled up the countdown of the three-day time limit set by the television; there was less than half an hour left before the three-day limit expired.
If he failed to enter Mingzhi Primary School within half an hour, his mission would be considered a failure.
Clearly, it was just the final step!
You could even say it was the simplest step!
Yet stubbornly, the singing entity was blocking the school gate.
Lu Yuan forcefully suppressed the irritation in his heart, cowered at the mouth of the alley, and quietly observed the singing entity.
After a moment, Lu Yuan could wait no longer.
Dragging it out any further, and time would run out.
"I need to think of a way to lure the singing entity away."
Lu Yuan put down his backpack, rummaged through it, and pulled out a rather old-fashioned tape recorder. Following the map in his memory, he quickly made a wide detour and pressed the play button.
Then he quickly circled back to the previous alley entrance.
In the next second, the crisp sound of cassette tape echoed through the street, instantly shattering the original silence.
Lu Yuan had deliberately chosen a spot very far from the alley entrance; as long as the singing entity was lured away by the sound of the recorder, he could rush into the school gate.
Lu Yuan felt extremely anxious.
Under his watchful gaze, the singing entity reacted.
The singing entity moved.
It dragged its massive body, moving at a very slow pace, step by step toward the direction of the tape recorder.
"Walk faster, will you!"
Lu Yuan wished he could attach a pair of legs to the singing entity.
Just when Lu Yuan felt the timing was about right, the singing entity suddenly stopped, turned its colossal body around, and walked back toward the school gate of Mingzhi Primary School.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell is wrong with my luck!"