Chapter 102

Mu Xinyue was so scared she took off on the spot, jumping two meters high.

Her hand, which was holding the bowl, also flung out with great force, accidentally sending the bowl of vegetable salad flying. When it fell, it almost landed on Bai Xuechao’s head.

Bai Xuechao reacted quickly and dodged it.

The vegetable salad fell on his seat, and the bowl shattered into pieces.

In an instant, the dining room erupted into chaos.

Bai Xuechao simply stood next to Yuan Lan to avoid getting caught in the crossfire, observing the reactions of the other members of the Apocalypse Society.

He saw Yu Ruolan dive under the table, but it didn’t seem like she was afraid of the “ghost.”

Rather, like him, she was afraid of being affected. He knew this because she had calmly brought her ginger milk curd with her.

He hadn’t expected that the seemingly timid Yu Ruolan was not afraid of these things at all.

Then, his gaze turned to Yuan Lan’s main act, which was on Mu Xinyue’s side.

Mu Xinyue was so scared that she was flailing her arms and legs as if her body was out of control. It was impossible to tell what she was trying to express with her wildly gesturing hands and feet that seemed to be tap dancing.

Her bright red eyes were soaked in tears, and the area around them was already red. When the human specimen tried to get close to her, she shrieked, and tears immediately streamed down her face as if a faucet had been turned on, constantly flowing down her cheeks.

Tsk tsk, how tragic. Yuan Lan was truly not a good person.

At this moment, Qiao Wenjie ran to Mu Xinyue’s side and spread his arms, wanting to hug and protect her.

However, Mu Xinyue, who was emotional and had her eyes half-closed, not daring to look at the “female ghost,” saw a figure approaching and, without seeing who it was, threw a punch.

Qiao Wenjie’s glasses were knocked off by Mu Xinyue’s punch, and he started crawling all over the floor looking for them.

Bai Xuechao then looked to the other side.

Lin Lang and Mortar were competing to see who could be louder.

Lin Lang kept shouting “Oh my god, oh my god.” Although “she,” or rather he, was dressed as a tall and beautiful woman in a cheongsam, his voice was now a man’s, creating a strong sense of disharmony.

Mortar, on the other hand, kept shouting “my God my God.” His blue-gray eyes were wide open, and from his expression, it looked like he was about to faint from fright.

The two of them were pulling at each other, trying to run out of the dining room.

Yuan Lan pulled on three puppet threads, making the human specimen “whoosh” and fly in front of them. This scared the two of them into hugging each other tightly, closing their eyes, and screaming.

Mortar screamed until his head tilted to one side and he went silent. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again, saw the human specimen in front of him, and started screaming again. Then, his head tilted to one side and he went silent once more.

Bai Xuechao: “…”

Did he… faint from fear?

After watching these two, Bai Xuechao started looking for Lin Changqing.

His gaze swept over the trembling Jing Han. He saw the other person taking advantage of the “female ghost” scaring Lin Lang and Mortar to run away, painstakingly moving towards Mu Xinyue’s side. He coolly remarked that love makes people brave.

Then his gaze swept over Tao Ru, who was sitting quietly in his seat with his arms crossed.

He sighed in admiration that this person was the truly impressive one; no matter how chaotic it was around him, he remained unshakable.

So, where was Lin Changqing?

Bai Xuechao, with the help of the dim, not-so-bright yellow candlelight, finally noticed a strange, slowly moving black shadow on the wall near the door.

The shadow was very low, close to the ground. He shifted his gaze slightly to the floor and saw the person he had been looking for, Lin Changqing.

It turned out that Lin Changqing was crawling on the ground in the dark, trying to crawl out of the dining room.

He was about to crawl out!

Bai Xuechao immediately tugged on Yuan Lan’s sleeve and excitedly pointed at Lin Changqing, who was about to crawl out of the dining room. He could almost imagine Lin Changqing’s desperate and collapsing expression when he was stopped by the human specimen. It would definitely be hilarious.

Yuan Lan looked at him with a happy smile in his eyes and at the corners of his mouth. He pulled the human specimen that was surrounding Lin Lang and Mortar and sent it flying towards Lin Changqing.

Over there, Lin Changqing finally crawled to the entrance of the dining room.

He looked back at the situation behind him; the scene was very chaotic.

The girl who had died from poisoning was floating around in the air, swaying unsteadily. Her arms were twitching like a zombie’s, and it seemed she couldn’t quite control her stiff body, which had been made into a human specimen. Her bluish face and purple lips looked even more terrifying under the candlelight.

Thank goodness, he was about to leave this ghostly place.

Lin Changqing turned his head to crawl out, only to come face to face with a pair of eyes staring straight at him.

The other person was also crawling on the ground like him. In the dim candlelight, the blood vessels covering their cheeks and neck were extremely frightening, and they wore a stiff smile on their face.

“Holy crap! Holy crap!” Lin Changqing jumped up from the ground and scrambled back, running away.

Bai Xuechao and Yuan Lan, two devils, watched this scene with happy smiles.

It was too funny.

So many people in the Apocalypse Society were afraid of ghosts.

In just one minute, the level of excitement was comparable to a comedy film.

No wonder Yuan Lan had tried so hard to hide the human specimens with makeup on before; he didn’t want to let a single one of them go.

If it were him, he wouldn’t want to let them go either.

Such a wonderful reaction, missing even one would be a regret!

Lin Changqing, with the “female ghost” chasing him, ran towards Lin Lang and a slightly recovered Mortar.

Seeing this, Lin Lang shouted, “Don’t you come over here!”

He seemed to have finally remembered that he was a special ability user. With a wave of his finger, the tarot cards in his clasp handbag flew out, rushing towards Lin Changqing.

“Friendly fire!” Lin Changqing shouted as he ducked to avoid the flying tarot cards.

The tarot cards flew over his head and passed through the human specimen. A few of them, due to panic, missed their mark and flew above and to the side of the human specimen, but they happened to cut the extremely thin, semi-transparent puppet threads above the specimen.

With a “clang,” the human specimen fell to the ground.

Lin Changqing’s expression was numb, “…I get it.”

Lin Lang’s face was equally wooden, “Damn, I get it too.”

Mortar cried tears of joy and spoke a string of his native language at a rapid pace, completely incomprehensible. It was clear that his language system, which had been scared away, had not yet returned.

After he came to his senses, he shouted excitedly, “It’s fake!”

Mu Xinyue was being protected between Qiao Wenjie and Jing Han, her face still pale with fright.

Qiao Wenjie had finally found his glasses and put them back on his nose, but one lens was broken, and the other was missing.

Hearing Mortar’s words, Mu Xinyue saw the girl she had poisoned lying motionless on the ground and also realized what was going on. She pushed Qiao Wenjie and Jing Han away and rushed straight towards Yuan Lan.

“You guys just figured it out?” Even though he was exposed, Yuan Lan still had a grin on his face. “So silly, it’s been over a minute.”

Just as he finished speaking, Mu Xinyue had already rushed to his side.

Bai Xuechao quickly made way for Mu Xinyue.

He thought to himself, Mu Xinyue must be very angry right now, right? Yuan Lan had gone too far. Even if Mu Xinyue was a love-brain, she should be furious, right? Was she going to beat Yuan Lan up?

As he walked away from Yuan Lan, he saw Yu Ruolan holding her half-eaten ginger milk curd with one hand, crawling out from under the table with her other hand and legs, right in front of him.

He helped her take the ginger milk curd and returned it to her after she had crawled out.

At the same time, Mu Xinyue threw herself into Yuan Lan’s arms and started crying.

Beating Yuan Lan up? Not happening.

Bai Xuechao: “…”

A love-brain is a love-brain, after all.

If it were him, he would have beaten Yuan Lan so badly that his own parents wouldn’t recognize him. Yet, Mu Xinyue was just hugging Yuan Lan and crying.

Mu Xinyue had already been scared to tears earlier, and her makeup was a little smudged, but she wasn’t ugly. Her large, black, wavy curls framed her beautiful face, making it look even smaller. The circles of her eyes and the tip of her nose were all red. Her blood-red eyes were also moist and glistening with tears. Her arms were tightly wrapped around Yuan Lan.

Her voice, thick with a nasal tone, sounded, “You scared me to death, boohoo…”

Xiao 6 instantly fell for it, clutching its heart and gushing, “Miss Mu is still very cute. What did she do wrong? She just poisoned the annoying woman next to Yuan Lan.”

Bai Xuechao: 6, you never change.

Yuan Lan glanced at Bai Xuechao and smiled as he patted Mu Xinyue’s head, “Don’t be scared, it’s all over now!”

As soon as Yuan Lan comforted her, Mu Xinyue cried even more pitifully.

Lin Lang gracefully walked to Bai Xuechao’s side. When he opened his mouth, it was still a man’s voice, “How come you—”

He coughed, and his voice changed back to the slightly deep and lazy female voice from before, asking, “How come you’re not scared at all?”

Bai Xuechao: “…”

Dude, stop forcing it. I already know you’re a guy.

Perhaps Bai Xuechao’s speechless expression was too obvious. Lin Lang switched back to his male voice, “Is this better?”

“Besides, I knew all along.” Bai Xuechao finally replied. He suddenly thought this was a good opportunity to explain and also shift the blame to Yuan Lan. So he said, “Yuan Lan wanted to scare you guys. I saw him putting makeup on the human specimens, so I was mentally prepared.”

Was he lying? No.

He was just selectively revealing a part of the truth.

Yuan Lan understood the purpose of Bai Xuechao’s words and let out a low chuckle. He didn’t deliberately expose him but played along, “It took me several hours to do the makeup for the two puppets. One of the puppets’ makeup got smudged when Mu Xinyue came looking for us, so I had to touch it up again.”

Mu Xinyue suddenly looked up at Yuan Lan, a hopeful light in her eyes. She asked with a slight sob, “When I… was looking for you, it got smudged?”

Great, a perfect opportunity to clear things up.

Bai Xuechao explained, “When you were looking for us, Yuan Lan hid the puppet under the quilt, so he wouldn’t let you look.”

He deliberately emphasized that it was Yuan Lan, making it seem like he wasn’t an active participant in the prank but was forced into it.

Hearing this, the light in Mu Xinyue’s eyes grew even brighter.

She asked Yuan Lan, “Is that true?”

Bai Xuechao thought to himself, as expected, Mu Xinyue wouldn’t believe him if he was the only one saying it.

Yuan Lan hummed in affirmation.

Mu Xinyue instantly broke into a smile through her tears. She wiped away the last tear from her eyes and then punched Yuan Lan. It didn’t look like she used much force; it was more like a coquettish gesture.

Bai Xuechao: “…”

If you don’t break Yuan Lan’s ribs, I’ll look down on you.

She then asked, “Then why did Bai Xuechao have to change his clothes?”

Yuan Lan said helplessly, “Because the puppet’s foundation got on us… I changed too.”

Lin Changqing, while patting the dust off his clothes from crawling, interjected gloomily, “I feel like such a fool. I had to bring Miss Mu back down after she went back to her room, deliver your clothes while holding in what I thought was a huge scoop, and then get scared along with everyone else…”

Mu Xinyue was amused.

“Alright, get up,” Yuan Lan gently pushed Mu Xinyue, motioning for her to get up. “Let’s continue eating.”

Mortar said in despair, “You still have the mood to eat?”

He turned his head and found that Tao Ru was already continuing his meal. He silently typed a row of ellipses.

Yuan Lan had Mortar use his special ability to call a servant to replace Bai Xuechao’s chair, which had been soiled by the vegetable salad, with a new one. A new bowl of vegetable salad was prepared for Mu Xinyue. Before leaving, the servant was also asked to turn on the lights in the dining room.

The group continued their meal.

But while eating, even though the lights were on, Lin Changqing, Mortar, and Lin Lang still ate with trepidation, looking back every now and then.

Yuan Lan found it amusing and said, “There were only two puppets with makeup in total, there are no new ones.”

Lin Changqing said in a super low voice, “Really? I don’t believe you.”

Yuan Lan burst out laughing and didn’t explain, “Then you just keep your guard up.”

Seeing Yuan Lan’s attitude, what else was there for Lin Changqing not to understand? There were definitely no more. He was just trying to trick him into staying on edge.

Now he was finally relieved. He felt he was fine again and thought to himself, it was just Yuan Lan’s human specimens. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen them before. They just had some scary makeup on now.

Just as Lin Changqing took a bite of his slightly cold burrito, his shoulder was suddenly tapped twice.

He turned around and came face to face with the “female ghost.”

“Wtf… ugh… oh…” Lin Changqing almost choked to death on the bite of burrito in his mouth.

Bai Xuechao pursed his lips, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

Yuan Lan was much more unrestrained, biting the fork he was using to eat his cake and grinning so wide his teeth were showing. After laughing for a while, he finally said, “A-Qing, there are no new ones, it’s the old one, hahaha!”

Lin Changqing: “…”

He really was a fool.

Seeing Lin Changqing so scared, the others relaxed quite a bit, thinking that Yuan Lan wouldn’t use the same trick twice.

At this moment, Bai Xuechao suddenly thought of an easier way to deal with the people from the Apocalypse Society in the future.

Currently, there were nine people in the Apocalypse Society. Among them, Mu Xinyue, Lin Changqing, Mortar, Lin Lang, and Jing Han, five people in total, were afraid of ghosts, which was more than half.

The special ability he had seized from Qiao Jing—Horror Amusement Park—wasn’t it perfect for this?

That ability could create terrifying creatures, far scarier than Yuan Lan’s human specimens. If he threw these five people in, wouldn’t they be scared to death?

Especially Mortar; the image of him fainting from fear, waking up, and then fainting again, appeared in Bai Xuechao’s mind.

Bai Xuechao couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Yuan Lan asked, “Little Xuechao, what’s so funny?”

“I was just thinking of Mortar…” Bai Xuechao looked at Mortar with a smile in his red eyes, not sparing him any face, “Can people who have fainted really wake up so quickly?”

Mortar also remembered his reaction just now and felt quite embarrassed. His face instantly turned red, “Don’t mention it! Damn it, I’m going to duel you!”

Yuan Lan suddenly said, “Sure.”

Mortar was stunned for a moment and looked over with some confusion.

“We were going to play a game after dinner anyway, so let’s start with your duel!” Yuan Lan used his puppet threads to roll over a paper box with an opening at the top and started shaking it.

Lin Changqing said, “Here we go again…”

Yuan Lan pulled out a folded piece of paper, opened it, and read, “The next game is to assemble a hand/gun and shoot. We need a lucky person to be the target with an apple on their head.”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately wanted to run.

What a joke. Don’t be fooled by Mortar being the young master of a foreign mafia family; his marksmanship was so bad he could blow their heads off directly.

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