384: Chapter 382: Blending In 384: Chapter 382: Blending In Twenty minutes ago, Wen Wen, clad in a cloak, glided to a window like a bat and silently opened it to enter this office building.
He could sense that the strongest fear was emanating from here.
Following the scent of fear, Wen Wen found the office where ghost stories were being told in turns.
The mont he saw those guys, he knew that among these dozens of people, only eleven were human; the rest were so sort of odd entities.
Taking turns telling ghost stories—such a scene was fitting only if real ghosts were involved.
Yet these thirty-odd entities were neither ghosts nor exotic creatures from the Inner World, nor even puppets.
They seed more like sothing made up of controllable superpower, obeying so entity’s commands to scare people for fun.
Yes, in Wen Wen’s eyes, these entities were rely scaring people.
They were no different from ng Chun, who started the storytelling because Wen Wen did not sense any malice from these entities, only a sense of practical jokes.
Since these entities had no intention of harming people, and it appeared that “Little Dragon Knight” would still take a little while to arrive, Wen Wen decided to first find the superpower user or monster controlling these entities.
This was not difficult for Wen Wen, for he was best at tracking down people through connections.
Since these entities were intentionally pranking these eleven ordinary people, nearby, enjoying the prank, should be Wen Wen’s target.
Following those emotions, Wen Wen easily discovered three strange presences on the fourteenth floor.
Quietly reaching the upper floor, Wen Wen saw, bathed in moonlight streaming through the window, three small figures.
These three figures were holding hands, forming a circle and smiling.
They were so engrossed they didn’t notice Wen Wen had already approached them.
Upon closer inspection, Wen Wen realized these three were all short creatures, not even one ter tall, with gray skin, pointed ears, and long noses—clearly not human.
After thinking for a while, Wen Wen muttered silently, “I rember seeing these guys’ description at the Association.
They are likely called ‘Troublemaker Goblin’ or ‘Prankster Sprite’.
They have appeared in many places within the Federation and are notoriously mischievous creatures from the Inner World.”
“They enjoy playing tricks on people.
After their pranks, they erase the mory of the incident from their victims, making small compensations.
Normally, they pose no danger to ordinary people, but if provoked, they might do so cruel deeds…”
“It seems that those ‘listeners’ downstairs are all entities created by their powers, just to scare people.”
“There appears to be no danger for now, so I might as well use this opportunity to observe the Little Dragon Knight.”
Having made up his mind, Wen Wen silently descended the stairs and, with movents no one could notice, moved a chair and quietly blended into the storytelling session.
He could have hidden in the shadows to watch, but he enjoyed blending in, finding it quite fun to listen to ghost stories.
Wen Wen even went up and told a ghost story himself.
The story Wen Wen told was a mix of his personal experiences, enhanced with the Guile Tree Spirit’s power and his twisted expressions.
As a result, among all the ghost stories told that night, Wen Wen’s was the most terrifying…
When Li iqi was almost scared to pee her pants, Little Dragon Knight appeared.
Looking at that getup, Wen Wen had to exert imnse willpower to refrain from criticizing his clothing; he certainly did not want to be discovered by this Little Dragon Knight just yet.
He had heard Zhangsun Jing’s descriptions of Little Dragon Knight, but upon actually seeing him, Wen Wen realized just how tacky Little Dragon Knight’s attire was…
However, judging soone solely based on their appearance is superficial and foolish, so Wen Wen decided to observe Little Dragon Knight’s fighting skills before drawing any conclusions.
As he pondered this, the slightly trembling voice of ng Chun reached Wen Wen’s ears.
“You, you, you—who are you!”
The other programrs were also staring at Wen Wen in horror.
Their nerves were extrely sensitive now, and the sudden appearance of Wen Wen filled them with fear.
Moreover, unlike the confusing audience, Wen Wen himself had so characteristics that instilled fear in ordinary people, like a pervert who seed always ready to snap.
“Relax, don’t be nervous, I’m not a bad guy.
I’m here to deal with Little Dragon Knight…” Wen Wen explained earnestly.
ng Chun and the others remained silent.
Dealing with their benefactor, Little Dragon Knight, and still claiming not to be a bad person?
“Anyway, I an no harm to you.
I just think it’s fun to blend in here, and by the way, your stories are all pretty badly told.”
Wen Wen stood up from his chair, shook off the creases in his cloak, and swayed towards Little Dragon Knight’s direction, leaving ng Chun and the rest dumbfounded.
Now they started to worry about Little Dragon Knight, wondered what would happen when targeted by such a twisted individual.
When Wen Wen found Little Dragon Knight, he was engaged in an intense battle.
Although these audience mbers were weak, they were nurous and tenacious.
the punches and kicks of Little Dragon Knight could only dent these creatures but couldn’t kill them completely.
Even so, the scene was still a one-sided overpowering, with Little Dragon Knight like a fierce tiger among chickens, sending an audience mber flying twisted and deford with each motion, only for them to crawl back to the battlefield.
After just a while, the scene started to beco bizarre.
The opponents of Little Dragon Knight could no longer be considered human, but instead a bunch of oddly shaped things.
Perched on a roof beam, Wen Wen shook his head slightly as he watched the battle: “It seems that Little Dragon Knight isn’t a well-trained power user, but just a lucky fellow who suddenly obtained power…”
“Fighting these things is just a waste of ti, and using fists and feet is the least efficient way to deal with them.
You just need to use sharp weapons to completely cut them, or use exotic energy to utterly scatter them.”
…
At that ti, on the fourteenth floor, the foreheads of three Prankster Sprites, holding hands forming a circle, were all covered with cold sweat.
“Damn, where did this freakishly strong guy co from!” the one with the biggest nose said angrily.
“Big Nose, this prank was organized by you, and you’re asking us?” the one with the shortest ears questioned.
“Stop arguing.
Do you want that guy to discover us?
Concentrate more, or all the toys we’ve made are going to get blown up by him!”
The last speaker had the palest skin…
It was nad Little White Face.
They had originally just intended to use these clay figures they controlled to scare people for fun.
A few days ago, they had moved to this building and were wandering around their new territory late at night.
In the middle of the night, they encountered ng Chun telling stories and curiously hid in the dark to listen for a while, which ended up scaring them.
So they ticulously concocted a script and created over thirty clay figures, planning to have these clay figures pretend to be ghosts to give ng Chun and his group a good fright in return.
But they hadn’t expected Little Dragon Knight to appear out of nowhere and thwart their prank plan.
The strength of Little Dragon Knight was beyond their expectations, and the three of them struggled even when controlling the clay figures together as Little Dragon Knight beat them effortlessly.
Now, if they let their guard down even a little, these clay puppets would instantly be destroyed by Little Dragon Knight.
Once these puppets were destroyed, Little Dragon Knight would undoubtedly take the chance to notice them controlling the clay figures, so they had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep going.
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