Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

Talking two ends.

While An Lan remained silent amidst the chaos, Bill was in a much worse situation...

At that time, apart from Anlan, Bill, Menloka, Kim Bonseok, and Mikarin all got off the bus together and walked towards the "waiting hall". However, Mikarin possessed "absolute luck", so she intuitively felt that following the group would not be good, and chose to walk slowly alone.

She wandered through the foggy platform, her consciousness fading, and instinctively walked towards a train window, which led to the scene earlier where An Lan and Shan Di were being intimate, and she was the one watching...

Let's go back to just before we got off the bus...

"Damn it!"

"Having only one leg is such a hassle!"

"You damn Korean, come help me up!"

Bill led the way, hopping and skipping like a toad.

Upon hearing Bill's greeting, Kim Bon-seok's face immediately fell, but he still managed an exaggerated smile: "Lord Bill, shall I carry you on my back?"

"Um--"

"Indeed, aside from cherry blossoms, your country is the most sensible..."

"Okay, okay... I've decided, I'll take you with me this time for the [dungeon]! After we're done, let's go check out your America-based area, I've heard there are some good deals there—"

Bill grinned wickedly, and Kim Bon-seok's already forced smile turned even more unpleasant. He lay on the ground like a dog, waiting for Bill to climb onto his back...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

A cloud of white mist billowed through the station platform.

Menloka, who was at the back, suddenly stopped and looked behind him, his expression somewhat surprised: "Huh? Where are Mikalin and Anlan? Why haven't they caught up yet...?"

Just one glance...

Menloka began to feel somewhat disoriented.

The memories of the present are being taken away!

He stared blankly behind him for a moment, his mind going completely blank, then looked at the two "foreigners" in front of him and muttered strangely, "Huh? Isn't this a train station in a remote mountainous area of ​​Russia? Why...why are there two more foreigners today?"

"Well—"

"Forget it, let's go home early, drink and warm ourselves by the fire, that's the most relaxing thing to do!"

Shaking his head, Menloka walked quickly past Bill and his companion as if he didn't recognize them.

"Um?"

"Damn it! You cripple, who gave you the right to lie on my back?! Do you know how expensive my coat is?! I still have to participate in the [Idol Training Camp]! You cripple, get the hell away from me!"

At the same time, the two people in front of him, Kim Bon-seok, had only walked a dozen meters with Bill on his back when they appeared at the elevator entrance. He seemed to suddenly realize something, grabbed the person on his back, and looked annoyed!

"Wardfa?"

"Wasn't I having a party at home?"

"How did I get here? Huh?! Where's my thigh?!"

Bill was completely dumbfounded.

Can!

"Get out of here!"

Before he could even react, Kim Bon-seok executed an over-the-shoulder throw, sending Bill sprawling to the ground with a loud thud! Dust billowed up as Bill landed face-first in the dirt, covered in dust.

"Shit! Shit!"

"Do you know who I am? I'm Bill, the vice-captain of the football team, you fucking...you—"

"I don't care who you are! Damn it! Oppa's back is only for girls! When did you climb up here?! Let me tell you! If you dare mess with me again, I'll send you off the platform!"

"You cripple!"

Kim Bon-seok dusted off his clothes, his face contorted with rage. He stepped forward and kicked Bill in the limp leg. Bill, clutching his broken leg, cowered and lay on the ground, too terrified to move...

"You...you mustn't hit me! Let's talk this out, don't resort to violence..."

Who wouldn't have a temper if they become a player on the national team?

Now that everyone has amnesia, nobody thinks anyone else is powerful, and everyone is eager to test their skills.

"Okay, okay—okay, okay—"

"Why are you fighting?"

"We're all here to visit Russia—it's good to be friendly and chatty!"

At the elevator entrance, Menloka pressed the elevator door button, surprisingly trying to smooth things over.

"Damn it!"

"What bear? Isn't this the bus from South Korea to Busan? You idiot! What are you saying?!"

Kim Bon-seok glared at Menloka and was the first to squeeze into the elevator.

"Um?"

"South Korea?"

"You've been drinking fake alcohol, haven't you?"

Menloka shook his head dismissively, glanced at Bill sprawled on the ground, and shrugged helplessly: "Hey friend—why are you, a cripple, messing with young people?"

"I'll see you off at the station; you can go to the embassy now!"

"You...you guys!"

"Once I get out of here, I'm going to kill you all! Are you kidnappers? Where did you saw off my thigh?!"

"Friend—you've had too much fake alcohol—"

Pulling along the still-struggling Bill, the three of them squeezed into the elevator with varying expressions.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The elevator started descending...

Meanwhile, the comments section exploded!

[Free America, gunfights every day: Oh NO! No! No! Shit! How did our Lord Bill become such a fool? So stupid! He actually got beaten up by a Korean?!]

Go get him, Bill! Where's your authority?!

[Applying for World Heritage status is a must: Kim Bon-seok, what are you doing?! How dare you lay a hand on such a beautiful and dignified person?! Are you insane?! Beautiful lady, we were wrong! This was all Kim Bon-seok's personal behavior!]

[Russian Liquor Store: Huh? Did I see that right? Menloka is now the peacemaker? Someone who loves to fight has become the peacemaker?]

[Peppa Pig: I came from Anlan. I roughly understand; everyone has amnesia now. I guess to the three of them, the other two are just tourists from out of town?]

[Interesting... if this really becomes a reality, the most bullying Bill will end up suffering the most? And Menloka, who loved to fight the most, will become a peacemaker?]

Haha—this trio is interesting...

【...】

The barrage of comments kept surging, and probably no one expected that what was supposed to be a chaotic free-for-all between national players would turn into a noisy brawl between three people trying to break up a fight.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

"Clang, clang, clang—"

When the elevator reached the basement level, the doors opened, and Kim Bon-seok covered his nose in disgust before quickly stepping out. It was as if he was afraid that spending any more time with Bill and Menloka would pollute his air!

"Damn it!"

"You jinx!"

"Once I become famous, I'll definitely apply for a dedicated station for Oppa (a popular Korean singer) to keep all you drunkards out!"

In Kim Bon-seok's view, Bill and Menloka were just tourists visiting South Korea, drunken lunatics.

He walked hurriedly, and when he arrived at the station entrance, he looked at the endless exit and his expression turned strange: "Damn it—isn't this Fushan Square outside the station? What is this?"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Where did I get this from? Is this still South Korea?"

He hesitated, and then the two people behind him followed him out.

"Brother, you're a cripple, stay home and don't run around! What if you run into a bear if you go out like this?"

"Damn it!"

"There are no bears in New York, the land of beauty! I only keep alligators in my backyard!"

"Tsk... Look at you, drunk again? What a load of bull—have you ever even seen a crocodile? You're just bragging?!"

Menloka meant well, and helped Bill by supporting his shoulder as he limped along.

They talked amongst themselves, but when they reached the station entrance and looked at the vast expanse of white fog, they both fell into an unusual silence...

"Damn! This is no joke..."

"This isn't the bus stop near my house!"

"Where...where is this?"

"There's no train station like that in New York!"

The three of them stopped at the station entrance, their faces showing surprise.

As the thick fog dissipated, three circular shadows drifted overhead, slowly moving towards the station entrance...

"Ashi—"

Kim Bon-seok cursed and led the way out of the station. A shadow slowly drifted down from above, gradually growing larger and covering his surroundings. Outside the empty station, a suppressed hissing sound suddenly came from below.

He paused, looked up, and his face turned pale!

Head!

A human head, as big as a hydrogen balloon, floated in the air above!

The severed head resembled "Bill's" face, deathly pale! It hovered above his head, revealing a mouthful of densely packed steel fangs: "Hehehe—hehehe—you...you've finally arrived!"

"Aish! Aish! Aish!"

Kim Bon-seok's eyes widened as he heard three swear words in a row, and he involuntarily took several steps back!

"You! You! What the hell are you?!"

Confused, he looked at the "human head balloons" in the sky, then turned to look at Bill, who was still staring blankly outside in the station. His face immediately darkened: "Damn it!!!"

"It must be you, you cripple! You're the one playing tricks, aren't you?!"

"Damn it!"

"That thing...did you make it?!"

Kim Bon-seok pulled Bill away from Menloka's arms, grabbed Bill by the neck, and shoved him toward the suspended face. As the two identical faces came together, Kim Bon-seok's face grew even angrier!

"I knew it! I knew it!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"You cripple, who brought me here?! I'm not gay! Don't try to force me with these tricks! You cripple, let's all die!"

"Giggle giggle—"

With his hands gripping Bill's neck tightly, Kim Bon-seok had already heard: in South Korea, if you want to become famous, you have to be prepared to become a plaything of a chaebol...

Given the previous situation and the "human head balloons" in the sky, he didn't think about the supernatural at all. He wondered if he had come to some kind of entertainment program hosted by a conglomerate.

With eyes bulging out of their sockets, Kim Bon-seok pinched Bill so hard that his eyes were turning white!

But at this moment...

"Puff puff puff—"

Another "human head balloon" flew in from the clouds, and this time, hovering above Bill's head was "Menloka's" "human head balloon".

The smiling face stretched out in a strange grin, emitting a grotesque "giggle giggle": "They're here...they're all here—"

"you!"

"You son of a bitch?! You were involved too?!"

Upon seeing "Menloka's" head, Kim Bon-seok's blood boiled even more.

Already annoyed by the two burly foreign men, and now seemingly having been tricked by them, he abandoned Bill, raised his fist, and headed towards Menloka again...

"Um?"

"What is this?"

"Whose custom is this...releasing 'human head balloons'?"

Menloka completely ignored the angry Kim Bon-seok who was rushing towards him. With a casual wave of his hand, his large palm shoved Kim Bon-seok, causing him to stumble. He walked out of the station and looked up at the sky. The third [head balloon] was slowly descending...

this time!

Floating above Menloka's head is Kim Bon-seok's [head balloon]!!!