Chapter 255: The Chance is Now!

Chapter 255: The Chance is Now!

Is she asking me what I think she’s asking? Is God smiling upon me today?

“Well, yes!”

Lu Yibei nodded and leapt straight into the bedroom. As if she was afraid that Jiangli would regret her choice of words, she made sure to close the door behind her, and locked it with a firm ‘click!’

Now, there were only the two of them in the dark room, and none of them spoke.

Jiangli squinted her eyes at the dark, blurry figure by the door. Her mind conjured the form of the Yibei that she’s more familiar with, and her cheeks couldn’t help a warm up a little.

You... bastard! You’re shameless!

Cursing in her heart, she wrapped herself up with the blanket, and turned her back towards the door. At this moment, she could feel the bed shift slightly, and her heart skipped a beat.

After waiting in silence for a few seconds, the steady, rhythmic sounds of breathing could be heard.

Turning around and sitting up in a hurry, she saw the Witch now lying on the bed in a onesie (which her jacket presumably transformed into). The only parts of her body that were exposed was her delicately sculpted face, with a few strands of sticky saliva running down her slightly ajar lips.

The Witch has fallen into a deep slumber.

Letting a beautiful girl sleep alone was an absolute no-no in her books, but what could she do with her current form? What else was there to do but fall asleep?

Maybe, the two of them could become scissor sisters1.

In the darkness, Jiangli stared at the Witch’s sleeping figure, and after confirming that she is, indeed, in dreamland, she laid back down on their pillow again.

However, as she laid in bed, she found that it was impossible to relax and calm down. She couldn’t help but ponder about the possibilities that the Witch sleeping beside her is actually her saviour’s son.

She tossed and turned, feeling disturbed. Eventually, her body grew tired, and just as she was about to fall asleep, she could feel a hand snaking around her behinds as they groped it with a firm grip.

Instantly, her cheeks glowed with a deep red, and her body jerked awake as if it she was being electrocuted. She trembled violently, shaking away any trace of sleep in her body. It was as if her heart had been run over by a truck.

I-I knew it! She has evil intentions sharing a bed with me!



In embarrassment, she began channeling her runes, causing a four-meter-long sword to manifest in her arms, and was prepared to slash behind her.

However, the hand on her butt seemed to exert a forward-moving force, and...

Jiangli felt as if she was flying – her body felt light and weightless, and without her being able to react in time, she fell off the bed with a loud crash.

Slam!

“Ow...”

Jiangli groaned after falling off the bed, and supported herself by the bed with large question marks hovering over her head. Squinting her eyes, she could see the Witch sleeping as if she was a butterfly, with the entire span of her body occupying the entire bed.

“...?”

She looked at the sleeping Witch, then looked down at her own body, feeling slightly offended.

Sleeping in the same room with a beautiful girl, sharing the same bed and pillows, falling asleep almost instantly, and shoving me off the bed so you can have the bed to yourself...

Is something wrong with her, or is something wrong with me?



Her thoughts grew angry, and she shoved the Witch’s limbs back to their original position. Laying back down on the bed, she folded her hands on her chest, and stared up at the ceiling in a daze.

This time, the Witch didn’t make any more moves, and Jiangli soon joined her in dreamland.

...

In the dark of the room, a pair of scarlet eyes opened in a panic, with a hint of gold dusted behind her orbs.

Not long after her superior fell asleep, Yibei abruptly woke up and took deep breaths, feeling that she was having trouble breathing.

Her gaze was affixed onto the ceiling, and she could hear even breathing coming from beside her. She was stunned for a moment as she glanced to the side to look at her superior’s sleeping self – Jiangli’s slender arms were over Yibei’s own chest as their bodies were huddled close to one another. Even then, Jiangli’s forehead was scrunched up.

God, even the way she sleeps is terrible. Would it be kill you to be a little honest in your sleep?! God bless whichever man is marrying her in the future – thinking about the quality of his sleep after they get married is making me worried for his hairline!

Cursing, she gently unfolded Jiangli’s arms away from her chest and snuck out of bed. She took her own pillow with her and tiptoed out the room.

Closing the door behind her, she sighed silently.

Whatever. Something weird is happening in this community, so it isn’t good if the both of us fall asleep together. Might end up being a little unsafe.

Also! Before she wakes up, I need to find a place to hide when the Sun rises in the morning...!

...

Click!

The door closed softly behind the Witch, and in the darkness, Jiangli opened her eyes a little as she looked at the door. In the darkness of the room, the corners of her mouth raised ever-so-slightly, and she closed her eyes once again.

Yibei came to the living room, sitting and leaning against the sofa with her arms folded over the cushions. She decided to peep out the gaps of the curtains, looking out through the window to look at the other buildings that were shrouded in the night.

The night was pitch-black, and everything was deathly silent. Her unfinished stories that she has yet to tell Jiangli began playing in her mind.

...

According to the old lady, Aniu encountered an urban legend that night, but was rescued by the old man who was digging up graves in the forest.

They waited all night outside the area, but didn’t hear any movement. Soon, the sky turned unbearably dark, and they couldn’t help but infiltrate into the area to take a look.

When they came, it seemed that the psychic had already left, and the sword was gone. Even the hole where the sword was originally embedded in was gone.

A few days later, nothing abnormal happened, and their work went on as scheduled. The few witnesses also collected their hush money, and not a single word about this incident was told.

It wasn’t until the piling was being drilled that something strange happened.

While building a foundation for a building, if the soil is too lose, the drilled holes will collapse. Hence, mud is required to be poured into the hole to protect the foundation. If mishaps like these happen, it can cause huge losses.

During this period, a barely legal profession would be needed – a diver.

These aren’t your traditional divers – when a drill bit gets stuck, or falls, these divers will dive into the borehole filled with mud to fish these drills out.

Due to how difficult and dangerous this job was, there was a saying that goes, “It’s ten thousand if you go down, but it isn’t ten thousand when you go down.”

Inevitably, a drill bit fell, and a diver had to be put to work. During then, an accident occurred.

Just as everyone was thinking that the diver had died under the deep mud, he miraculously leapt out the mud with the drill. Coughing out the mud, he seemed fine.

However, when he opened his mouth, everybody felt their spine chill.

He said that there was people beneath the borehole, and there were countless of them swimming about in the mud. They sang operas and played instruments, and through the turbid and non-visible mud, he could make out heads, and the outlines of limbs.

The only reason why he was able to escape because they pushed him up and out of the borehole. He felt that there were countless hands pushing him out, as if they were driving him out.

Hearing what he had to say, everybody chalked his reaction up to an adrenaline-induced hallucination.

“Well, if they rescued you, that means that they are nice! Maybe they can help us out with the work!” somebody joked.

Thus ended the strange incidents surrounding the construction of the Happy Community. The rest of the process went by surprisingly smooth, and it was completed more than a month ahead of schedule.

Nobody was killed, so nobody took the incidents seriously. There wasn’t a need to phone the police.

We work in this line of work all year round – it’s natural to encounter weird people sometimes.

Thus, everything would be sealed away in the long river of time, which makes sense as to why the Night Division had such limited information on them.

Hearing the old woman’s and the driver’s accounts, the Witch felt that the urban legends hidden away in the Happy Community might not be malicious before everything happened, even helping the community from time-to-time. Hence, their community would be a “happy” co-existence.

However, after the sword was taken away, the urban legends were twisted by its non-presence.

Even then, I can’t do anything much – they are hidden away, and I have no other information on them. Hell, I don’t even know how to find them.

Even if I find them, I might not be able to defeat them; if I can’t defeat them, I might not be able to run away; even if I am able to escape, I might only be able to do so by sacrificing Jiangli.

It’s too difficult. If I can find that damn sword, maybe I can turn the tables around.

...

The Witch sat in the living room until seven in the morning. Seeing that it was almost sunrise, she quietly left the apartment.

She came to a box that resembled a garbage can, and hid in it. She fiddled with her phone for two hours, and didn’t leave until the Sun fully rose.

Leaving her hiding spot, she went to buy breakfast for Jiangli outside the Happy Community amidst the friendly greetings of fellow neighbours. As soon as she returned to the apartment, she bumped into a man wearing a badge that displayed [Management], and he wore a black suit.

He seemed short, but held a strong stature.

As soon as she stepped into the entrance of the apartment, he flashed a professional smile, “Good morning. Are you the resident who moved in here yesterday?”

“Yes. Can I help you?”

“You see,” the man smiled. “Our community has a tradition – whenever a new resident moves in, a welcome party will be held for them.”

Finally! Yibei cheered inwardly. “Uh, I’m just renting. Am I welcome too?”

“Absolutely. If possible, the party will be held this weekend. I’d like you to come.”

“What if it’s impossible?”

The man was visibly stunned upon hearing this, but immediately flashed another smile, “Then, we’ll just adjust to a time possible for you.”

“What if it’s just straight-up not possible for me, then? You know, with a face like this, I am always busy.”

“...”

The man was silent, as if he was trying to formulate a way to reply.

“Kidding!” Yibei blurted out. “I’ll come to the party. After all, I can’t just let everybody’s kindness down.”

“How wonderful! Everybody will be happy if you come.”

“Oh, I’m sure of it,” Yibei waved her hand.

TRANSLATOR NOTES:

Note 1: “Scissor sisters” – The original states that all they could do at night is “grind tofu” (磨豆腐), which has the exact same meaning as ????✂️✂️????

Oh, things are getting creepier by the minute... I’m not very sure how the plot would continue to advance, but I’m excited! How are you all feeling about this arc so far? Let me know in the comments!

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