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The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 120
🕑 Added 2024-03-07 03:44:36 +0000 UTCChapter 120
Dressed in designer brands, the young man spat disdainfully as he pocketed a few red bills, then his eyes lit up at the sight of a phone lying nearby. Hastily, he picked it up and pressed the power button. The screen lit up, revealing a password lock. "Damn, what era is this? Who still locks their phones?" he complained. Frustrated, he stomped on the desiccated arm of the corpse, breaking it into two with a crack. Still unsatisfied, he stomped a few more times and spat on the ground before reluctantly leaving it be.
Just then, a shadow flashed behind him like lightning, grabbing his shoulder and biting down.
The bushes by the roadside were tall, and the young man of medium height had already returned to the bus. Those inside could only vaguely see him jumping around, unaware of his actions, but they clearly saw the sudden appearance of the shadow.
"What was that? It moved so fast!" exclaimed a middle-aged man.
"Could there really be vampires in this world?" wondered the driver.
The child's mother, holding her curiously looking son, tried to cover his eyes. "That's impossible. Don't scare yourself."
An elderly person with poor eyesight simply muttered prayers.
Su Zijing clutched Ling Chunann's sleeve tighter. "Yiheng, he won't be in any danger, will he?"
"Mm," Ling Chunann responded softly, "He's dead."
Su Zijing gasped, gripping Ling Chunann even tighter, her voice trembling. "What do we do then? Are we going to be killed by a vampire?"
Ling Chunann chuckled and patted her head. "I'll go out and check. You stay inside with everyone else. Don't come out."
"But it's too dangerous outside," Su Zijing worried.
By now, the main antagonist had stood up from the bushes. Dressed in a black trench coat, he would have been considered exceptionally handsome if not for his blood-red eyes, the fangs at the corner of his mouth, and the blood on his lips.
Su Zijing had always been well-protected by Shu Yiheng and wasn't very knowledgeable about vampires. However, she did know that only the highest-ranking vampires' eyes turn red when they lose their sanity.
Shu Yiheng once warned her about these vampires, advising her to run as far as possible upon seeing one. "Because I can't beat a vampire of that level yet. But I can hold him off, remember to run fast if I tell you to."
Su Zijing had never seen a vampire before that day and had teased Shu Yiheng for his wild imagination.
Her first encounter with a vampire was two months ago, protected by Shu Yiheng. However, she didn't know that Shu Yiheng had died that day, replaced by another soul.
Seemingly assured of the lack of threat from his prey, or perhaps calmed slightly by the blood of the two people, the main antagonist's movements weren't very fast, even leisurely to some extent.
"Oh my god, he's coming this way." Panic ensued inside the bus.
"Mommy, mommy, it's him, the monster!" the little boy clung to his mother, retreating.
"Haha, it must be a prank. Young people these days love that, what's it called? Cosplay, right? I remember that word," said the middle-aged man, though he too realized the unlikelihood of a prank in such a desolate place.
Others also found this explanation implausible and scrambled to the back of the bus, while the driver tried to close the door, but the button seemed to malfunction, leaving him sweating profusely.
The atmosphere inside the bus was tense.
Ling Chunann patted Su Zijing's hand. "I'll go check."
"But..."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Ling Chunann assured her with a comforting smile.
Su Zijing reluctantly let go of Ling Chunann's arm.
"Host?" 098 chimed in.
098 remembered that Ling Chunann wasn't one to meddle. Having achieved the goal of showing the female lead the ferocity of vampires, he shouldn't be concerned with anything else. Yet, why was he suddenly acting so righteous?
"Hey, young man!" The driver tried to stop Ling Chunann from getting off, but as soon as he stepped off, the door shut behind him. The driver pressed the open door button to no avail.
Suddenly, a scream, "Ah! The vampire disappeared!"
Everyone had been distracted by Ling Chunann, so no one noticed where the vampire had gone, plunging the bus into silence.
"He must have left, right?" someone ventured.
"I remember now. There have been reports of disappearances in Qingcheng news. I suspected human trafficking, but maybe they were all eaten by vampires!"
"No, don't say that. You'll scare my child."
"Ah!
The young man who just got off has disappeared too! Did anyone see where he went?" the motion-sick elderly person suddenly spoke up.
Startled, Su Zijing, her face full of panic, stumbled to the driver's side. "Driver, open the door, my friend is still outside."
"The button's broken. I've been pressing it, but nothing's happening," the driver said, his face pale.
As Ling Chunann got off, the vampire leaped towards the front windshield. If Ling Chunann were to stop him with his speed, those inside would witness an unbelievable scene. Thus, Ling Chunann quickly pulled something from his pocket, infused it with dark energy, and hurled it at the antagonist, hitting him in the knee. The sharp pain caused him to lose balance. Given his weight and current height, hitting the bus roof would likely dent it. Ling Chunann swiftly jumped up, grabbed his collar, and threw him over the roadside barrier and off the cliff. The antagonist, still in a daze, silently traced a parabola over the barrier and fell.
098: "..." That was brutal. It felt a bit sorry for the vampire; every encounter with the host ended badly for them.
"098, are you still my system? Why do you always sympathize with others?" Ling Chunann accused.
"Sorry, Host," 098 realized it had forgotten its host could sometimes hear its thoughts.
The next moment, 098 perked up, "Host, Yuan Congshu is here!" Ever since Ling Chunann acquired the core energy of the Blood Emperor, 098 could easily sense Yuan Congshu's presence within a kilometer, that is, when he wasn't concealing it. However, it wasn't long before 098 noticed that Yuan Congshu didn't approach the host but headed straight for the cliff below. "Host, what's happening?" It wasn't that Yuan Congshu had grown disinterested upon discovering the host had run away from home, was it? Such a thought was improbable.
Indeed, Yuan Congshu had only taken the male lead away, without sparing a glance at Ling Chunann. 098 was baffled, even forgetting to check the progress of their mission. "098, what's the counterattack value now?" Ling Chunann interrupted 098's wandering thoughts. "Ah?" 098, snapping back to reality, responded, "Host, the counterattack value increased by 10% when Yuan Congshu took the main male lead away. It's now at 35%." "Good."
Thanks to the collective effort of those inside, the bus door was finally fixed. The moment the door opened, Su Zijing rushed down to find Ling Chunann standing at the back of the bus and threw herself into his arms, sobbing, "Yiheng, are you alright? I was so scared." "It's okay, I didn't see any vampires outside. He might have left," Ling Chunann soothed her, "Let's wait for the repairman on the bus, though I think we might need to call the police first."
Ling Chunann explained the situation to the other passengers, who seemed somewhat reassured, though still uneasy. Surprisingly, a repair team arrived from Jiangcheng's direction half an hour later. With high efficiency, the three repairmen fixed the damaged tires of the bus and quickly departed.
After their departure, Qingcheng's police force arrived. They examined the two corpses in the bushes, their expressions grim. After questioning the passengers and briefly calming everyone down, they allowed the bus to continue on its journey.
Forty minutes later, the bus arrived at Qingcheng station. Ling Chunann was the last to disembark, noticing the driver on the phone, faintly hearing the caller ask why they hadn't seen the bus at the expected location.
098 then realized, "Host, wasn't the repair team from the bus company?" But if they were Yuan Congshu's people, why didn't it sense any vampire presence? "098, your thinking is outdated. Why must all vampires' subordinates be vampires?" Ling Chunann countered, "Besides, didn't you notice something missing from the scene after they left?" "…The fragments of your broken phone are gone." Ling Chunann was noncommittal, "I suspect he has a collecting habit." "But why didn't he show himself earlier?" 098 was still incredulous.
"Because…" Ling Chunann drew out his answer. "Why?" 098 was eager, accustomed to Ling Chunann's habit of withholding information. "Because I ran away from home," Ling Chunann responded straightforwardly this time, not teasing 098. "…" Okay, 098 understood, probably there had been a private conversation between the host and the man earlier.
As 098 had thought, Ling Chunann had specifically instructed not to kill the main male lead. After all, the protagonist of this world couldn't die.
Su Zijing's parents had returned from their trip. Ling Chunann first visited their home to greet them before returning to his own apartment upstairs. "Host, what did you come back for?" "Nothing much," Ling Chunann replied casually, lounging on the sofa, "All tasks are completed. We can return to school tomorrow morning."
Watching the counterattack value increase by 20%, 098 remained silent. Then, a knock at the door, "Hello, your delivery has arrived."
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