NOVEL I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends Vol 2. Chapter 37: The Whole Person Splits Apart

I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Vol 2. Chapter 37: The Whole Person Splits Apart
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Emerging from the state of portraying Liang Yue, Lu Yibei slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, her mind a mess, feeling somewhat depressed.

She had originally wanted to know the Pharaoh's secret, but unexpectedly drew Liang Yue instead. This not only failed to resolve the doubts in her heart but also left her feeling a bit low due to the influence of the dream from portraying Liang Yue. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Damn it, things like blind boxes and lucky bags are really unreliable, they're practically a scam! Lu Yibei cursed inwardly.

Someone mentioned gacha pools? Gacha pools are different, gacha pools are tests of dedication and true love. How can something about true love be considered a scam?

Lost in thought, she looked at the suitcase in the living room again, frowning.

What to do now? Should she eat another half?

But what if this time she drew Brazil War God? Would she have to eat another half?

Lu Yibei thought, subtly sensing the changes in her body. After devouring Liang Yue's urban legend core, her hunger had almost completely disappeared, leaving only an instinctive craving still urging her to continue devouring.

“Devil Woman Adult, what are you thinking about?” Maotuan (Hairball) saw Lu Yibei deep in thought for a long time and came closer to ask.

Lu Yibei glanced at the Maotuan (Hairball) beside her out of the corner of her eye and frowned, “I'm thinking, will there be any side effects if I continue devouring?”

“Heh!” In the distance, the Eyeball, whose body was deformed by pressure, sneered, “You disgraceful thing, in the path of urban legend, there is no other way but to charge forward. Now you have the chance to devour but you don't. When the day comes that you become food for other urban legend and regret it, it will be too late.”

“If you don't eat it, then this Big Boss will...” The Eyeball was saying, but was met with Lu Yibei's cold gaze, and immediately changed its tune, “...just... help you keep it for now!”

Lu Yibei, “......”

Perhaps the Eyeball was right. There are clearly no side effects yet, but I'm being timid here. I am indeed a bit too cowardly.

Things like urban legend cores are probably hard to preserve. Other urban legend might be attracted by their scent, which would only cause more trouble.

Since I can't think of a better way to preserve them, why not use the most primitive method and eat them all in one go!

With this thought, a ruthless glint flashed in Lu Yibei's eyes. She took a few steps forward and directly picked up the remaining two urban legend cores.

Only children make choices, Adults naturally want them all. As long as you buy all the lucky bags, you're bound to get what you want.

If not, it is recommended to report the vendor.

Lu Yibei thought, drew her knife and cut both urban legend cores in half together. Then she picked up one half from each and put them into her mouth.

Uh, eating two at once was a bit too reckless. Be steady, it's better to be steady.

The next moment, the pain and comfort were both magnified many times, erupting completely within her body at once.

Her consciousness began to thin, as if beneath her physical shell was an emptiness, just an empty husk.

And so, Lu Yibei fell into a dream again.

...

“Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!”

Lu Yibei woke up to the sound of things being thrown and smashed, finding herself portraying the Pharaoh, huddled in the corner of the sofa, trembling as she watched the arguing man and woman in front of her.

That man and woman were his parents, and the source of their argument was his long-missing brother, Zhao Ke.

“Just shut up! When have you ever taken care of the children? Since they were little, eating, going to school, dressing, which of those things wasn't done by me personally? All you know is business, business, business!” The woman shouted.

“Heh, you still have the nerve to say that?” The man retorted with a sneer, “I've been to his school. Guess what the people at the school say about him?”

“They say he's crazy, a pervert, a freak, that his actions at school are nothing like a normal person! The things he did, I feel disgusted and nauseated just hearing about them!”

“Is this the child you claim to have raised personally? Tsk, marrying someone like you, I've truly had eight lifetimes of bad luck!”

“Zhao, what do you mean? You want a divorce?” The woman pulled at the man while questioning him, “Say it!”

“Divorce then!” The man pushed the woman away.

Listening to his parents' argument, the Pharaoh, hiding in the corner, thought with complex emotions.

How could his brother be a pervert?

He was clearly such a gentle person, never losing his temper with anyone. He must have encountered something to become like that.

But what exactly did he encounter?

The brother who used to be the gentlest, treated him the best, and with whom he could talk about anything in the family, had been like a different person since entering high school, and hadn't spoken to him properly for a long time.

Their last conversation was more than a month ago.

That day was a weekend, and his brother, who had returned from school, seemed very happy and said a lot to him, but it was also strange.

He said he had found a way and would soon be able to return to his original life, that school was no longer a scary place.

He said that after he went to school this time, he might not be back for a long time and told him to treat their parents well.

Later, his brother seemed to have said a lot more, but the Pharaoh could no longer remember. He only remembered that the sunlight that afternoon was blood-red, and his brother left home without taking any change of clothes, his figure swallowed by the blood-red sunset, as if he would never return.

The Pharaoh didn't quite understand at the time why his brother would say such strange things, but thinking back now, perhaps it had a great deal to do with his disappearance?

So he couldn't help but blame himself, regretting why he hadn't told his parents about his brother's strangeness sooner.

The Pharaoh looked up at his parents and found they were still arguing. He didn't quite understand the meaning of their argument. Wasn't the most important thing now to search for their missing brother?

And then...

While the Pharaoh was thinking, his parents suddenly looked at him together, causing his body to tremble violently.

Their eyes were very strange, wary yet contemptuous, making the Pharaoh feel as though they were looking at a monster, or perhaps at a young Zhao Ke who hadn't yet grown up.

He was scared by his parents' eyes, stood up from his hiding place, and rushed out the door in a panic, disregarding his parents' shouting behind him, fleeing home as if for his life.

After running through half the neighborhood, he stopped in front of another villa. He slightly adjusted his breathing and shouted towards the window facing the street.

“Zhuo Huang! Zhuo Huang! Are you home?”

“Zhuo Huang!”

The Pharaoh stood on the lawn below the villa, shouting someone's name. That person was his and his brother's best friend.

Having suddenly encountered something like this, he didn't know how to face it. He wanted to find someone to discuss it with.

However...

After a series ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) of shouts, he didn't get the person he was looking for, but instead received a barrage of angry curses from Zhuo Huang's family.

“You freak, your brother is a freak, you're a freak too, your whole family are freaks, get lost! Don't come and harm our Xiao Huang again!”

The cold words, like sharp blades, stung Zhao Ming's heart. He stared at that window for a long time, utterly dejected.

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