Chapter 1411: Chapter 884:
After an unknown period of time, a slight chill flowed over his cracked lips. Yang Xiao’s tightly closed eyelids trembled, but ultimately he couldn’t open them.
At the same time, he caught a whiff of fragrance at the tip of his nose. The softness beneath him made him feel extremely comfortable, like a baby lying in its mother’s arms.
"He’s awake, he’s awake!!" A woman’s slightly noisy voice of surprise echoed by his ear, "His eyelids moved, I saw it!"
The next second, a coarse hand, as rough as a whetstone, forcibly pried open Yang Xiao’s right eyelid.
Dazed and confused, Yang Xiao saw a bearded face leaning in close.
The other person puckered his lips, coming so close as if to kiss him awake. Startled, Yang Xiao instinctively lifted his leg and, with a burst of strength, kicked the shameless bearded man away.
"Oh my mother!" The bearded man shouted with a cry like a pig being slaughtered as he landed.
After this incident, Yang Xiao became more awake. He looked around in surprise and saw that he was surrounded by many people, both men and women, while he was lying in the arms of a young woman.
As his vision gradually focused, Yang Xiao recognized the familiar face.
It was Jiang Qingluan!
The previously fragmented scenes seemed to backtrack in time and poured back into his mind. He immediately realized that the strange fire disaster earlier wasn’t an attack by an evil cultivator, but a prelude to the arrival of the Nightmare World!
He was already in the Nightmare World, and it was Jiang Qingluan; he was drawn in because he saved her!
Just like when he intervened in Yu Shu and Nalan Shuo’s Ghost Script, except this time he was forced into it. This was a completely gratuitous disaster.
No need to ask, this definitely relates to the ability of the Nether Garment Drama Robe he was wearing.
Not exactly, now that he’s more experienced and reputable, he should call it the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, as it’s one of the Innate Nine Treasures.
"That’s enough, get up. He’s awake yet still lying in someone else’s arms, don’t you have any shame?" A pimply Yellow Hair called out jealously.
This was indeed directed at Yang Xiao, but Yellow Hair’s eyes were fixed on Jiang Qingluan’s chest, where the angle accentuated her figure.
As a fellow man, Yang Xiao instantly recognized Yellow Hair’s sour grapes mentality. So, as he stood up, he deliberately pretended to be delicate and leaned his head against Jiang Qingluan’s chest, making Yellow Hair grimace in frustration.
At this moment, the bearded man Yang Xiao had kicked a few meters away was helped back by someone, bearing a large shoe print on his chest and looking miserable.
Having come to this point, Yang Xiao accepted his fate, seeing it as there’s no going back anyway.
Moreover, this time he had an acquaintance to team up with; Jiang Qingluan was a very good teammate, which was quite a blessing amidst misfortune.
Regaining his composure, Yang Xiao stood up and began to look around.
The place was set up like an office, not small in size, with over a dozen desks, but the configuration was quite outdated. Heavy and outdated large-headed monitor computers were on the desks, items Yang Xiao remembered were phased out nearly twenty years ago.
There were several large floor-to-ceiling windows on the outside of the office, offering a view of the city below. It was already dark outside, and the distant expressway’s traffic streamed together to form a long dragon, with the car lights forming a continuous line.
This should be a relatively high-end office building, located at least on the 15th floor or above, with a timeline that set Yang Xiao’s current world twenty years in the past, around the so-called millennial era.
Furthermore, from the relatively uniform attire of everyone, Yang Xiao deduced that they should be employees of this company.
Men wore suits, ties, and black leather shoes, while women wore white shirts with pink checkered vests on top, and black skirts with high heels on the bottom.
There were also motivational slogans plastered on several walls, advocating wolf culture, competition, and wolf ethics, with an imposing black wolf head prominently painted.
The wolf head stood atop a mountain peak, howling at the sky, thinking itself cool and impressive, but Yang Xiao immediately saw through the cultural level of this company’s boss.
The business scope was also somewhat apparent, led by insurance, followed by brokerage, or possibly deceiving empty nesters into buying so-called health products in outright scams.
"Everyone’s here, let’s introduce ourselves. Being together here is fate."
A man with a buzz cut and a strong build was the first to introduce himself, "My name is Liu Yang, I’m an apartment security guard, used to carry a gun, and this is my third mission."
"Shu Shuang, I’m a home organizer, this... this is my second time." A petite girl said, with a timid look in her eyes.
"Zhou Hai, ride-hailing driver, the... first time." The middle-aged man with a receding hairline suppressed his fear and said calmly.
"Su Xiaomin, pet groomer, second time." A girl with red-dyed hair and elaborate makeup said.
"Yang Yan, community library administrator, this is also my second time." The woman, about 40 years old, said with dim eyes, and couldn’t help but sigh.
"Zhang Jianjun, I’m a plumber and electrician, highly skilled, oh, and this is my second time here, but it’s different from last time." The bearded man whom Yang Xiao had kicked out curiously glanced around.
"Zhou Mingxiao, painter, landscapes, this is my third time." An elderly man with almost entirely white hair spoke solemnly.
This person must be at least in his late seventies, but he was in great spirits, full of vigor, and his complexion was bright and radiant, which was much better than the complexion of young people who often stayed up late nowadays.
