[This is a ticket to the world of superpowers. It is recommended to take it orally after fasting for 24 hours. The user will be in a coma for 1-10 hours. Side effects: may cause pollution mutation, may gain weird and evil superpowers... There is no regret medicine in this world, please use it with caution. For your safety, please do not tell anyone, including your family and friends. Shh, lucky guy, good luck! ]
Although the instructions were strange, Fu Xueke's heart was still pounding.
An hour ago, she also watched the live broadcast in the "Half Awakening" bar. She never thought that she could win this big prize. After all, she has not had good luck since she was a child.
Her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her throat. She could clearly hear her own heartbeat, one, two, three times...
At this time, my boyfriend's voice came from outside.
"Xue Ke, why did you take so long to wash? Let's talk."
The figure was very clear through the frosted glass, and from the inside, it looked as if the whole person was stuck to the door.
Fu Xueke exhaled, controlled her emotions and said, "There's nothing to talk about. Just pack up and leave. Just leave the key on the coffee table."
"You come out first." The man's tone was full of temptation.
A trace of suspicion rose in her heart, and her hand could not help but grab the stone board of the sink, "I haven't finished washing yet, tell me what you want to say now."
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly went crazy and kicked the door hard, "What are you doing hiding in the bathroom! Come out now!"
Fu Xueke was shocked: "Are you crazy?!"
Only then did she notice that blood was flowing in through the crack in the door. Her two roommates remained silent despite the violent knocks on the door. The eerie silence made Fu Xueke's fear grow deeper.
"Why don't you come out! Come out!"
The flimsy bathroom door was slammed.
The sound of knocking on the door was deafening, and Fu Xueke clenched the potion tightly.
The bathroom door lock was an old-fashioned latch, but the screws began to loosen under the man's force.
The crack in the door opened wider and wider, and the man's bloodshot eye stared at her through the crack.
"What is that in your hand!"
"Give it to me!"
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At three o'clock in the morning, there are fewer night owls active on the Internet, and the click rate of a newly published post is particularly high.
[Title: I’m laying my cards on the table. I won’t pretend anymore. I am the child of destiny in this world.]
The poster's online name is [Emperor of the Night]. From the naming style, one can tell that he is a typical chuunibyou. But many night owls still clicked in to see how these nice-speaking netizens care about children.
When I clicked in, I saw that the host of the first floor posted a dimly lit, blurry photo. In the photo, I first saw cigarette butts and red banknotes all over the floor, and then an open hand with a bottle of medicine without any markings on it.
[2L: Holy shit!!! This is so awesome!!!]
[4L: It took me a long time to realize, could this be the potion that stimulates superpowers?!]
The host replied to 4L: [Yes.]
【8L: Ahhhhhhhh, how much money do you want? I’m begging you sincerely! 】
[9L: Will you sell it for 100,000? ]
【12L: The person above is trying to trick a kid with 100,000 yuan. If this is true, even 1 million yuan would not be enough. 】
The original poster replied to 9L: [Do you think I am short of money? ]
[33L: Judging from the poster's age, I would like to give you a piece of advice: don't show off your wealth. If you post it online casually like this, your life may be in danger if someone with ulterior motives sees it.]
The host replied to 33L: [Haha, Greenland Community Building 20, 1211, I’m afraid you won’t come.]
【37L: Brothers are crazy, don’t forget each other when you become rich! 】
【44L: If you want to take it, use it as soon as possible, otherwise you will have more troubles. 】
【51L: Please give me a price, I really want it!!!】
[62L: I’m tired of saying the word envy! ]
【77L: It’s just a game played by the European emperor. 】
However, the poster did not respond to these flattering messages.
The tone of the comments below the post suddenly turned into worry.
[91L: I suddenly have a bad feeling...]
【113L: Is the host safe? 】
【123L: Host?】
【147L: The criminals were delighted when they revealed their address.】
Another three minutes later, the host replied: [I'm back, nothing happened. Just now, someone from the property management knocked on the door and said they wanted to check the natural gas situation. They said that there was natural gas aging in other buildings recently. I took a look through the peephole and saw that he was indeed wearing the uniform of the community property management. His face did look familiar. I didn't open the door and asked him to wait until my parents came back from their business trip tomorrow. Okay, the host has to obey now]
The poster's reply came to an abrupt end.
This time, no matter how netizens called out, he did not show up.
【157L: ? ? ? ?】
【176L: Ahh ...
【177L: I called the police. I hope the host is okay.】
【199L: It’s boring. I guess the OP has had enough traffic. He will come out to report that he is safe after hanging around netizens for a few days. Hasn’t he had enough of this drama?】
The fog is getting thicker, on the other side of Kyoto city.
A murder occurred in a residential building outside the Third Ring Road.
The boy fell in a twisted position on the ground among the banknotes. Of course, only the first and last banknotes were real, the rest were fake.
His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs bulging due to congestion and looked like they were about to fall out of his sockets. The fear before death still remained on his face, his hands were bulging with blue veins like chicken claws, there were purple marks on his neck from a fatal blow, and there was an obvious pool of urine on his crotch.
Next to this miserable corpse, two pale-faced men stood looking down at it.
He was wearing a medical glove on one hand, a white coat, and one eye was blind.
The other one was wearing a property uniform and had an ordinary face.
The common man walked over to the side and reported hoarsely to the person on the phone: "We've got the stuff. What we wanted..."
The man in the white coat picked up the medicine on the ground, observed it through the glass for a while, then opened the bottle cap and smelled it, his face suddenly becoming gloomy.
"We were deceived. There was running water in it."
"Impossible!" The popular guy snatched it away, dipped a little into his mouth, smacked a few times, and threw the bottle while cursing, "Fuck, this is the first time today. Do these people care more about traffic than their lives?"
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