Chapter 111: I'm Hungry
Li Changluo felt as if someone was speaking beside him. But when he looked around, aside from the group of self-important little soldiers before him, there seemed to be no one else...
“What are you standing there for? Run! They’re about to use tactics against you...”
The voice whispered again in his ear.
Only then did Li Changluo notice a tiny figure sitting on his shoulder, no bigger than those soldiers. It wore a tattered hemp dress, like a beggar, and a mask on its face—green-skinned with fangs, its features twisted into a terrifying expression that chilled the heart at a glance.
The voice was faint; if one didn’t listen carefully, it sounded like the buzzing of a mosquito.
“Were you talking to me just now?”
Li Changluo widened his eyes in curiosity, staring at the tiny figure perched on his shoulder.
“Yes.”
The little figure with the fearsome mask nodded.
At that moment, the swirling dust began to clear, and the army, which had been delayed by their own foolishness, finally recovered from the chaos...
They quickly reorganized, brandishing long spears towards Li Changluo, radiating murderous intent...
A stark contrast to the earlier group lost in the dust he had stirred up.
“You can’t run. They’re about to unleash a deadly weapon.”
The small figure on Li Changluo’s shoulder shrugged, shaking its head with regret.
“Come on, I’ll take on ten of you...”
Li Changluo laughed until tears came.
Damn it, it was his first time facing ten at once, and he felt incredibly excited.
For the first time, he could muster the courage to say these words sincerely...
How thrilling! He wondered if there were any special techniques for fighting ten opponents—should he stomp with his feet, or slap them all away?
Haha, this was the pinnacle of his life.
“Look here...”
Suddenly, the tiny figure on his shoulder shouted loudly at him.
“What?”
Still lost in the excitement of facing ten enemies, Li Changluo turned his head absentmindedly to look at the figure.
“The deadly weapon...”
The little figure raised a thin tube in its hand and blew onto Li Changluo as he turned his head.
“Damn, you sneaky...”
Li Changluo felt a sharp sting on his neck, as if pricked by a needle, and suddenly his entire body felt unwell...
Even his speech became slurred...
He was caught off guard...
He had been tricked...
Who would have thought he’d encounter a scene straight out of a TV drama?
“One, two, three, four...”
“Fall...”
Li Changluo heard the little figure on his shoulder counting. It seemed as if the poison needle would make him faint—when they counted to ten, he was supposed to collapse...
“Fifty-six, fifty-seven...”
“Hey, that’s enough...”
The little figure was counting hastily...
Yet something felt off. Shouldn’t he be losing consciousness, seeing black, and falling? Why was his mind still so active?
Instead, his awareness grew clearer...
Li Changluo stood there for a long time, showing no sign of fainting. His expression was rich and varied—from initial shock, to despair at being poisoned, and finally to utter confusion...
He portrayed the whole process perfectly...
The scene was incredibly awkward...
Gritting his teeth with bitterness and hatred, Li Changluo glared at the little figure that had tricked him, wishing he could grab it and throw it into the sky...
Then the figure left with a parting line: “I’ll be back,” turning into a shining star...
“Something’s happening...”
“I’ll scout ahead...”
“Be swift...”
The little figure suddenly went blank-eyed, mechanically performing various actions and reciting lines...
It slowly jumped off Li Changluo’s shoulder, trying to escape...
Li Changluo stepped forward and blocked its path. He thought to himself, if not for the crowd, he’d kneel down and apprentice under this master...
How could it perform such a blatantly ridiculous show, treating everyone like fools?
How did it shamelessly face such embarrassment?
“I’m actually an NPC,” the little figure explained, trying to defend itself. “NPCs are like game robots; these are preset lines and actions, including the poison needle just now...”
Li Changluo grabbed the figure by its collar, lifting it up to his face with a mischievous grin. “You don’t know? I love killing NPCs in games.”
He was about to throw it away when—
His hands, feet, and body were suddenly bound by something...
In the blink of an eye, fine ropes wrapped around him like spider silk, binding him like a wrapped dumpling...
It turned out these delicate, thread-like ropes were the work of the soldiers before him...
The little figure that Li Changluo was holding easily wrenched his hand free and dropped to the ground, giving a thumbs up to the army leader.
Then, it stomped hard on Li Changluo’s foot...
Stomp, stomp...
Li Changluo was dumbfounded...
The scene was like a vengeful ant furiously punching and kicking an elephant, delivering nonstop attacks...
Yet it was utterly useless; the elephant simply found its foot itchy and crushed the ant with a step...
...
“I warned you at the city gate to leave, but you barged in anyway. Now you’re caught by us—serves you right...”
The tiny figure in the hemp dress stood with hands on hips, holding a megaphone it had somehow acquired, scolding Li Changluo.
Only then did Li Changluo recall the faint buzzing he heard as he entered the city gate—it had been a warning...
Truly... a loud drum needs no heavy hammer.
Seeing Li Changluo’s regretful expression, the little figure continued, megaphone raised, scolding:
“What’s wrong? Still arrogant?”
“Still want to kill NPCs?”
“Still want to throw me away?”
“Well...”
“You’re not even hurt...”
“Hehe, big brother, want to stay for dinner? Our Devil City’s specialty dishes are quite good...”
The little figure by Li Changluo’s side shifted from arrogant to submissive in less than a minute...
Because with a slight struggle, all the ropes binding Li Changluo suddenly snapped with sharp snaps...
Li Changluo stared at his own feat in disbelief. Was this because his demonic power had awakened?
“Big brother, what are you doing?”
The tiny figure in the hemp dress asked nervously.
Because...
In such a tense, powder-keg negotiation, Li Changluo didn’t say a word; he strode straight into the earthen city.
The soldiers at his feet, terrified, quickly parted to clear the way...
“Dinner? Didn’t you say dinner? I’m hungry now, and you said there were specialty dishes.”
“...”