Chapter 1404 In Modern Day 2
Nice!
I can’t help but snap my fingers with my free hand.
As soone who has never even won a consolation prize, to be able to get a beverage I wanted is simply exciting.
Furthermore, the most important thing is that I only spent five yuan. Otherwise, I’ll definitely hit it trying it ten tis in a row.
I need to keep this bottle well! I put away my phone, open the can, and take a mouthful of the beverage.
In the next second, my head suddenly turns a little numb. I feel like everything around has beco abnormally blurry, and my entire body becos light as though I’m about to turn into a feather.
In this strange feeling, I vaguely hear muffled ravings that sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard:
“The taste of a Demoness ain’t bad...”
“The taste of a Demoness ain’t bad...”
“The taste of a Demoness ain’t bad...”
This brings an indescribable pain, and I lose all my ability to think.
By the ti the torture ends, I can’t rember what happened towards the end, but I know that my face must have been very twisted and hideous.
F*ck. What the hell is this beverage? I turn angrily to look at the vending machine.
At that mont, my head is spinning, and my eyes swell. I have the feeling that I’ll collapse at any mont.
However, this doesn’t stop from discovering a fact:
The vending machine that still existed monts ago has disappeared!
... Holy sh*t... I can’t take my spinning head and the soreness in my eyes. I quickly remove my glasses and prepare to squeeze my nose bridge.
However, just as I take off my glasses, everything returns to normal. My head doesn’t spin and my eyes no longer ache.
My vision remains clear, clearer than even before my myopia.
...I scan my surroundings, and every detail is reflected in my eyes. Even a dozen ters away, a mosquito silently suspended on a black stone is vividly clear.
I’ve recovered from my short-sightedness? That bout of fainting was because of the glasses? I glance around once more, and for so reason, I feel that my vision has exceeded that of a normal person’s.
As I try hard to recall, I gradually co to a realization:
I can change part of my body’s structure for a short amount of ti. I can obtain feather-like lightness. Even if I jump from high above, I won’t be hurt...
A hawk-like vision that allows to see through the darkness...
I’m good at hiding in the shadows...
My steps are nimble and my body is agile. The instantaneous strength I can release is trendous...
I can concentrate all my strength into a single strike...
This... As I suspect that the Assassin beverage that I had just taken was actually so ntal drug that gives hallucinations, I also feel that sothing might have really happened due to my recovery from short-sightedness.
I put on my glasses again and realize that it does leave faint.
No way this is real... The vending machine is gone... It was still there a mont ago... Did I have a fortuitous encounter? I cast my gaze out of the lobby and see people carrying umbrellas or have their backpacks raised in the heavy rain, running about in a hurry.
Before this, I could only barely see silhouettes in this scene, but now, I can confirm the features of every pedestrian.
Of course, the prerequisite is that they aren’t wearing face masks.
A fortuitous encounter... Don’t tell it’s really a fortuitous encounter... I would occasionally fantasize about having a fortuitous encounter, for example, striking lottery worth 10–20 million yuan, but I never expected such a day!
Moreover, it’s the Assassin ability that I wanted the most!
Even if it’s fake, just healing my short-sightedness makes give this fortuitous encounter full marks! I control my excitent and joy and carefully examine my body.
After confirming that there’s nothing wrong with it, I close my eyes and mutter to myself, Thank you, God!
Thank you, vending machine!
Thank you, loot box!
I have to find a place to test the Leap of Faith... Eh, I’ve recovered from my cold too... I’ll think further about it after the rain stops... I look around again, eager to test what it ans to have dexterous steps, agility, and explosive power.
Of course, as a normal person with regular intelligence, I know that I should avoid others in tis like this, lest I expose my fortuitous encounter and create a series of unknown developnts.
At this mont, due to the heavy rain, the people inside the building either have to work overti or have already left. Those without umbrellas either have realized the reality of things or haven’t left the office. They either return to the office or bravely run to the bus stop. Therefore, other than the two security guards who have their backs to , there’s no one else in the lobby.
I can give it a try. Yes, there’s a dog... Heh, so what if I’m seen by a dog? It doesn’t understand anything. Would it be able to tell anyone? I imdiately widen my pace and run toward the elevator.
I can feel the changes in my body.
Using a machine as an analogy, my body used to be a rusted machine that had been soaked in water. Now, it was a new, lubricated machine.
A few steps later, I suddenly rember sothing: Previously, several companies in the building had been a victim of theft. Through the surveillance caras, the police found the criminal.
In other words, there are surveillance caras in the lobby, and my every move is being monitored.
Bear with it, bear with it... I stop my attempts and turn back to look at the spots where there might be caras.
My gaze sweeps across the huge golden retriever at the door. It’s still impassively looking at the rain outside.
I’ll wait till I get ho... I let out a slow sigh, hold my glasses, and head for the elevator.
I heard from my gossiping colleagues at the company that the theft was done by a young rag-and-bone man from nearby.
In the past, this guy was the son of a rich man. Later on, his family waned, and he could only make a living being a rag-and-bone man.
However, the police never found him.
I take the elevator and go back to the tenth floor. My mind is filled with how to be an assassin hiding in the city’s shadows.
Nothing is true, everything is permitted! I mutter a few slogans and exit the elevator.
Glancing around, I see a figure standing by the window at the elevator lobby.
He has rare, long silver hair. His features are very distinctive.
So I recognize him. He’s the vice president of the company next door, whose surna is Wu.
Of course, this might only be his Chinese surna, because he’s either a foreigner or a mixed-blood.
It’s such a pity that this guy isn’t an idol. He’s so good-looking that even the girls in our company often try to “coincidentally” bump into him. They give him flowers and food. It’s like he has everything easy in the ga of life... The boss next door really has bad taste. With such an employee, I’d have long changed to running an entertainnt company... I don’t know what the company next door is busy with every day. Until today, I don’t even know what they do. All of them are garrulous, completely unlike Rozanne when she’s joking. They’re probably doing multi-level marketing, right? I quickly retract my gaze and not greet him. After all, we’re not familiar with each other.
But just at this mont, I see that guy turn around and walk over.
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