Stupid System: 'Have you forgotten? This is a world teeming with demons and monsters; nothing is impossible. Besides, if all else fails, this system has an item shop.'
The system didn't say the second half of the sentence. It wanted the host to gain more experience, otherwise, how could it be proper for him to rely on everything?
The next day, Shen Ye was still tormented by nightmares and felt like he was about to die.
I woke up at 7:10. School starts morning self-study at 7:30, and as the class monitor, I can't skip class or be late.
Thinking of this, Shen Ye immediately got up, ignoring the pain in a certain area, and rushed out after quickly washing up, putting on his clothes and packing his bag.
Chen Ye jogged to the bus stop, glanced at his watch, and saw the minute hand pointing to twenty. He knew he would definitely be late if he tried to squeeze onto the bus at this time.
Just when I was frowning in worry, a taxi drove up in front of me, like a timely rain after a long drought.
Before Shen Ye could even wave, the taxi had already stopped in front of him.
The driver was a thin, middle-aged man, neatly dressed, giving a good first impression, except...
His face was terribly pale, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. It made Shen Ye's hair stand on end, but thinking about how he was going to be late, he didn't think too much about it and just opened the door and went in to sit in the back row.
"Master, get to Kintoki High School..."
Jinshi High School is located in a prime location in City A and is a well-known elite school in the area. The children who can study here all come from wealthy families.
But then again, something feels off; this isn't the way to school.
Did the driver know I was going to be late and take me a shortcut?
Thinking of this, Shen Ye couldn't help but chuckle. There are still many good people in this world. He should thank the driver properly after getting off the bus.
After driving for about five more minutes, the surrounding buildings became fewer and fewer, and the area began to look desolate. It was then that Shen Ye realized something was wrong.
He pulled hard on the car handle, trying to open the door and escape, but the driver had already locked the door from the inside, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it.
The thought of those news reports about women getting into taxis and then being raped and murdered made Shen Ye's heart leap into her throat, and she was so frightened that tears almost welled up in her eyes.
Stupid System: 'You're not a woman, why would a woman kill you?'
Maybe this driver likes men!
The stupid system sighed. This driver is a ghost! Can your imagination run any wilder? What will you do when he scares you to tears?
Suddenly, a strange laugh rang out from inside the car, sending chills down Shen Ye's spine.
Shen Ye held his breath, trying to calm himself down, and looked at the driver in the front seat.
Through the rearview mirror, Shen Ye clearly saw the driver's face gradually turn blue, his eyes emitting a green light. He was laughing, a laugh that sent chills down one's spine.
Could it be a ghost? Holy crap, I've already encountered something so exciting since I arrived in this world.
At that moment, Shen Ye was truly terrified. He didn't even have the strength to open the door. He slumped into the chair, holding his head in his hands, unable to look any further.
The stupid system said, "Remember you're a boy. Can you please not be so cowardly? It's embarrassing if word gets out that you're acting like this."
This is my first time seeing a ghost, how could I not be scared?
The driver—no, it should be the ghost—smiled even more unrestrainedly upon seeing how terrified Shen Ye was.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly. Shen Ye looked up to see what had happened, only to see the driver's head slowly turn 180 degrees backward, his eyes, with only the whites showing, staring intently at Shen Ye. His mouth was stretched wide, and a wisp of green smoke rose from it, gradually transforming into the shape of a person.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
