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Chapter 85: Chapter 82: The Flavor of Green Tea

The feasibility of enchanting the bullets can be discussed later. For tonight, the reason behind the sudden attack by the cultists might need to be addressed first.

Although this abrupt onslaught seems to have ended, who knows if there will be more? After all, they can't possibly stay at the Holy Water Pool all night.

The nighttime rain washed over the black viscous substance on the ground, and the rustling of the little woods filled the air without any other disturbances.

But this attack was truly too strange.

Neither person dared to venture casually into the darkness. After a while, Officer Zhang frowned and said, "That should be all the people who have gone missing in the city these last few days. Previously, the missing were all young girls. They appeared at first, but now, there's no sign of them."

At that moment, the priest seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, "With so many people missing, haven't the police considered asking for outside assistance?"

On hearing this, Officer Zhang's expression turned very peculiar. She spoke slowly. "Actually, right after the precinct had issues, I had someone report the situation here truthfully, but there hasn't been any response."

Logically, it shouldn't be like this, yet now this city seems to be in isolation, as if it's been cut off from the outside world.

Immediately, the priest's expression also turned subtly complex.

Indeed, this wouldn't be the case in reality, but here, it may be because the script is limited to this city, and the resources they could utilize were only within the city.

For a moment, both fell into silence.

Officer Zhang raised her hand to smooth her wet hair and said, "I'll have a few subordinates come over to keep watch. Otherwise, if we really spend the whole night here, we won't have enough energy during the day."

Especially now, as the ritual is approaching, one can't rule out that the enemy might want to wear them down.

The priest quickly added, "Then remember to have them bring a few floodlights."

Officer Zhang: "..."

Are they really bringing them?

The floodlights would only gather one's shadow to the few square inches under their feet, and couldn't entirely prevent the encroachment of darkness. At best, it could make them a bit less apprehensive.

But for now, a little means is better than none.

"These Necrophages are probably being controlled by someone. If that's the case, I'll make sure to set up lights in that little woods behind us as well," Officer Zhang said.

"That would be good."

"What's with the grove of trees you all planted in the back yard anyway?"

"Man and nature," the priest replied, succinct.

Officer Zhang rolled her eyes and teased, "You should be grateful that those cultists seem to be wary of something in your church. Otherwise, it would have been eroded by the black mist just like our precinct, and not just some tools sent over."

The priest smiled slightly. "Those things move in the dark, like sewer rats. When they encounter the holy light, they naturally scatter and flee."

The church didn't really have anything particularly powerful; it was just a focal point of faith.

Whether it's the Holy Water used to raise goldfish or the Holy Sword that lay submerged below, both had once gathered the power of faith from all beings.

All beings ultimately yearn for the light.

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In the morning, a light drizzle began to fall again.

Inside the cramped rental house, a gentle breeze wafted through.

Xu Shuo spent over three hours at the vanity table, and only when the sky brightened did he finally accomplish the innocent and fragile Little White Flower makeup look, following a beauty blogger's video tutorial.

With just a slight furrow of his brow, he looked pitiable and innocent, without a hint of a darkened appearance.

Beauty bloggers are truly masters of disguise!

For the first time in his life, he was doing ballet and dressing in drag, and the hardships were self-evident.

Xu Shuo changed into the little white dress he had prepared the day before yesterday and then set out with his umbrella.

The dance studio was, as always, the first place he punched the clock, and the usually silent sixth floor seemed even colder and gloomier than before. The security desk next to the elevator was empty; it seemed the security guard may no longer have the chance to return to work.

Xu Shuo put on his white tulle ballet dress and posed in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, appearing to be preparing for something.

At that moment, the slightly ajar door was pushed open. Xuena peeked in from outside and, after making sure Qiuzi had arrived for practice, entered the room with peace of mind.

If Qiuzi had really bailed today, she would have definitely had to... rethink her strategy!

"Good morning."

Xuena greeted calmly while stealthily sizing up the girl. She felt something was off about her today; the look in the eyes of her reflection seemed strange, and her smile was even more sinister.

Wrong, the girl's sinisterness has always been the same, impervious to makeup!

...Makeup?

She wore makeup today?

Girls are probably naturally sensitive to such changes. After changing into her dance clothes, Xuena took a moment to study Qiuzi and realized that her makeup looked pretty good today.

It just reeked of a cunning little plan.

"Xuena, do I look good today?" Xu Shuo smiled with pursed lips, the red makeup at the corners of her eyes making her look exceedingly innocent.

"Yes, you look nice, but..." Xuena furrowed her brow slightly, not quite understanding what he was up to.

"Do I resemble a pure and innocent swan?" Xu Shuo spun around and asked again.

"Not only do you resemble one, but you're also quite the green tea girl."

Xuena couldn't help but make a snarky comment.

A few days ago, although Qiuzi's dancing was as noble and elegant as that of a pristine swan princess, she was altogether normal, even capable of effortlessly transitioning to the passion and fervor of the Black Swan.

But now, with this crafty makeup and deliberately downcast eyes—she was all about the stealthy manipulation!

Wait a second!

This thought crossed Xuena's mind when she suddenly realized something!

Today's Qiuzi was acting just too pure...

Her naturally pale and delicate skin made her seem sickly fragile, like a porcelain doll that would shatter at the slightest touch, and the white ballet dress highlighted her angelic purity even further.

Such a pose, Changying would certainly not like.

Because no matter how one acted, they couldn't possibly bring out the Black Swan's insane desire and passion!

Xuena quickly glanced at the door and then whispered to her, "Are you planning to stir the pot today, isn't the competition tomorrow?"

"So what if I give Changying a heads-up today?" Xu Shuo said innocently.

"Can you stop playing dumb!" Xuena gritted her teeth and said, "If you act like this now, Changying will definitely sense something is off, especially since your performance was perfect just a couple of days ago!"

"Xuena, do you read romance novels?" Xu Shuo suddenly blurted out.

"What... novels?" Caught off guard by the question, Xuena was choked up.

With an intense gaze, Xu Shuo abruptly grabbed her hand, curved up his lips into a smile and said, "Xuena, what are you doing? We agreed on a fair competition; how can you threaten me?"

Xuena was utterly bewildered, "What?"

Before she could grasp the situation, the seemingly fragile girl in front of her suddenly collapsed as though she had rehearsed it countless times with impeccable skill, even twisting her foot before falling with a thud onto the slick floor.

Qiuzi looked up, pitifully.

Just then, there was a noise at the door, and both turned their heads to see Changying, who, unbeknownst to them, had been standing there with an impassive face.

Xuena: "???" WTF...?