Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 35 The Bizarre Adventures of a Watchmaker
Get out of this bedroom?

The man on the bed looked at the door which was only a few steps away from him and calmed himself down.

He looked at the fox girl who took a step back, wondering what she was planning.

but……

But it was only less than five steps away, and it only took three seconds or even less from getting out of bed to rushing out the door!

It's now!

When the fox girl glanced away and yawned lazily, he suddenly lifted the quilt and threw it at her as a cover. Now it was meaningless to think about whether the fox girl would keep her promise. After rushing out of the room, he did not intend to stop, but ran straight out the door.

For the first time, the man felt that he was lucky to live on the first floor. As long as he could run to the yard and attract other people's attention, the other party might not dare to kill him in public.

However, all thoughts stopped at the moment I got out of bed.

why,
Why did he step on the sheets at this critical moment?

The man was already exhausted after waking up, and his feet slipped, causing him to lose his balance in an instant. What was worse was that the back of his head hit the corner of the bedside table in an unprepared posture.

"Wait--"

Before he could utter a word, a heart-wrenching pain enveloped him.

A bright red color comes into view.

It flowed down along the edges of the bedside table and splashed onto the slightly yellowed wall.

"Oh, don't be so anxious, Mr. Watchmaker. There is no time limit for this challenge."

“Help, help…”

The man leaned against the bedside table in exhaustion. His injuries were so severe that even his language system became incomplete. He really couldn't understand how he ended up in his current state just because he slipped.

But misfortune seemed to have no intention of letting him go.

There was a dull thud of a heavy object falling behind him, and after the violent collision, the lamp on the bedside table fell towards his face. But what was worse was that the dented electrical wires suddenly made a "crackling" noise, and a strong smell of burnt food was mixed with the bloody smell.

It seemed like something was on fire.

The air became hotter and hotter, and the splashing black smoke blocked him and the fox girl. The man felt that his thoughts were drifting far away, and he could only vaguely hear the words coming from the other side of the smoke, "In fact, I sympathize with you. You inherited the watch shop business of your family and run a small business. People like you should have lived a plain but happy life, but the arrival of the aliens took away everything from you. They first ruined your shop, and then used some means to make you bear a huge debt. In order to pay off the debt, you can only mortgage the shop and your savings.

"But luckily, fate did not abandon you. One night, you had an absurd but exciting dream. In the dream, you turned into a monster and found the account manager who pretended to be a friend and approached you and tricked you into taking on a huge debt.
Then you killed him and cut up his body.”

The man's breathing became more and more rapid.

Thicker and thicker smoke penetrated into his body, and he clearly felt that he was getting closer and closer to death.

My hands and feet were cold, as if I was walking in a snowstorm wearing only a single layer of clothing.

The man was suddenly no longer afraid, perhaps because the voice on the other side of the smoke screen talked about his past. To this day, what happened that night still made him excited.

"The next day, you saw the news that your account manager had gone missing, which triggered an investigation by the company. You were summoned by the police, and after questioning, they eventually released you without charge. But it was at that moment that a seed was planted in your heart."

At this point, the voice on the other side of the smoke paused slightly.

Gentle and light, it was as if she had walked into his heart and admired the darkness hidden deep in his heart. "You are very fascinated by the feeling of killing, right? In the dream, you become the master of other people's lives, watching them struggle to survive, until all their efforts come to nothing. Only at that moment, you can feel that you are alive more truly." The man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately could not make a sound.

If it were any other occasion, he would definitely buy the fox girl a drink. At the end of his life, he met the first person who could understand him.

September stared at the man, his eyes no longer shining, and the flames spread to his body, quickly engulfing him.

The man in front of him had also been selected by the organization.

If they could stop after taking revenge and use their extraordinary talents for other things, they might become comrades fighting side by side today.

But she would not feel sad for a lost life. Until death comes, the man's life is as colorful as those wild dreams. On the bright side, at least he has been exposed to this world beyond common sense.

"Mr. Watchmaker, it looks like your wonderful adventure ends here—"

Jiu Yue turned and walked out of the house. She had to get home before Mr. Ming Yuan came back. "Go ahead with peace of mind. One day, I will send the company and those aliens down to accompany you."

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On the other side, Duan Mingyuan, who had sent away the onlookers, had to start dealing with the aftermath.

Although he saved Yang Ping from the watchmaker, he was still one step behind.

Yang Ping's usual schoolbag suffered a devastating blow.

The pointer that turned into a blade poked a huge hole in it, and the textbooks and exercise books inside suffered a fatal blow.

After all, he had come all the way from high school to the present, and he knew very well that this level of "injury" was enough for Yang Ping's parents to have a mixed doubles match against him. It was also difficult for Yang Ping to explain that his schoolbag was damaged by an evil spirit with the ability to stop time.

This will only allow his parents to equip the +3 Attack Slippers during the doubles match.

From just a few words, Duan Mingyuan learned that Yang Ping's parents were not patient people. The child's introverted personality was also caused by the long-term family environment. The parents had absolute say and would not listen to any feedback from the child. Over time, Yang Ping no longer had the idea of ​​sitting down and communicating with his parents.

But as Duan Mingyuan said, ability has its limits.

There is no perfect ability in this world. The necessary condition for reconstructing an object is that he must understand the state of the object after reconstruction.

This meant that after he helped Yang Ping repair his schoolbag, he had to find a place to sit down, take out his mobile phone, and carefully process the damaged textbook based on the retrieved teaching materials and Yang Ping's oral description.

This is a time-consuming and laborious craft that requires his full concentration.

Looking at Yang Ping, who was lowering his head and looked like he had done something wrong, he couldn't help but sigh.

"You did a good job. Don't blame yourself. That evil spirit is not an enemy you can deal with right now."

The gains from this battle were obvious, Yang Ping's life energy broke through the 10 mark.

More importantly, this child has vaguely touched the limit of his ability.

Even Duan Mingyuan didn't know what kind of fruit this premonition of crisis would eventually bear.

He patted Yang Ping's shoulder encouragingly and said, "Congratulations, you have passed the most difficult internship period and entered the stage of becoming a regular employee."

Thanks to 100 Qidian coins from zishouduzhanbaqiandi!
Thanks to Xiaozhubuqingkanshu for the 100 Qidian coins as a reward!
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(End of this chapter)