Damn it! Let’s smash the darkness together!
Chapter 302 - 63: Xu Shu’s Major Crisis (Happy May Day; Request for Monthly Votes)_2

Chapter 302: Chapter 63: Xu Shu’s Major Crisis (Happy May Day; Request for Monthly Votes)_2

Xu Shu wouldn’t feel any unnecessary guilt for what had happened; after all, the three who had tried to rob him today had come intending to take his life, and their guns were still next to their bodies.

If he were merciful to such a person, wouldn’t Ao Yaoqi and his two kind teachers have died in vain?

Actually, since Song Nianhui had asked, it turned out to be a good thing. Xu Shu decided he would explain it this way if anyone asked him about it tomorrow.

It was a perfect chance to order someone else to burn the bodies.

At this moment, Xu Shu felt the lack of a skill like the Fireball Technique, which would have made things less troublesome.

In fact, the skill "Kua Fu Chasing the Sun" could be used to start a fire when the Chasing Sun Golden Spear was activated. However, the requirements to activate the Golden Spear were too strict, so he had to give it up.

"It’s come to this, it’s time to sleep."

Xu Shu stretched lazily and crawled back under the bed, rolling himself into the heavy blanket.

His breathing gradually became even.

Only the jade figure of Narrow Sleeve Guanyin continued to face the direction of the door, silently watching over him.

Then...

He didn’t know how long he had slept when he faintly heard a distant rooster crowing.

Immediately after, a chill wind swept in, and Xu Shu abruptly woke up.

He instinctively looked outside the window and saw only darkness; the moon was nowhere to be seen, and the sun had not yet risen. The darkness seemed to be squirming.

...Something wasn’t right.

Things didn’t feel right!

Xu Shu suddenly realized something was off.

Even in the darkest hours before dawn, it shouldn’t be this ominously dark.

Moreover, it was too cold!

He was a Warrior, after all. Even after being frozen in ice water for a day, this shouldn’t be hard for him.

But now, although he could feel the thick blanket still on him, his body felt as cold as ice.

Something seemed to be lying on his body, feeling like a thousand pounds, getting heavier and making it hard to breathe.

Though he couldn’t open his eyes, he vaguely saw a black shadow and seemed to hear loud winds.

Xu Shu wanted to shout "Jingwei," but he couldn’t make a sound, and his heart suddenly began to grow hairy.

A feeling called fear forcefully spread out.

"Huh?"

Am I afraid? Xu Shu suddenly found it absurd.

He was a man who was bold in art, who even when facing the Third Rank Black Widow Count during a life-and-death situation remained more vigilant than terrified. Fear only crept in slowly after he realized the enemy’s strength was indeed capable of crushing him.

But now, an intense fear had arisen without reason.

The enemy hadn’t even appeared yet, and he had unexplainably started to be afraid.

Even though Xu Shu’s mind wanted to resist, his body kept reacting with "fear, fear, fear."

It was as if his body had slipped out of the brain’s control, shivering on its own.

Emmm...sleep paralysis?

After sensing this abnormal state, a term familiar from his past life instantly jumped into his mind.

"Sleep paralysis" was once a folk term, scientifically called sleep paralysis syndrome, a type of sleep disorder.

This situation arises simply because the body hasn’t caught up with the brain’s pace—meaning the mind wakes while the body is still asleep.

—Of course, this is referring to Xu Shu’s past life, in a world without supernatural myths, only science.

But this place was different.

First, Xu Shu knew that his body couldn’t possibly be suffering from "sleep paralysis."

Therefore, the conclusion was clear.

Damn, there really was a ghost oppressing him!

"This is the Wasteland; ’ghost’ usually refers to the ’Yin Spirit’ among the Evil Spirits. No, I must wake up quickly," according to Xie Xiaochan, Yin Spirits, or Yin Ghosts, can absorb vitality, posing a great threat to me.

What to do...ghost...light? Perhaps light might work against these beings!

With this thought, Xu Shu quickly concentrated his will and soon changed his title to the Chaser of Light.

Instantly, he started to emit light, and indeed, the effect was outstanding. His limbs instantly filled with warm vigor.

Then, he broke through the restraints vigorously and opened his eyes, which shone brightly!

Jingwei Filling the Sea, activated in an instant!

After all, with the prior affairs of the Divine Chosen, although Xu Shu felt it unlikely to encounter another Divine Chosen here in the Wasteland, and thus the strange and monstrous creatures should not be above First Rank, he still shouldn’t be careless.

However, looking intently now, the moonlight was tranquil and dappled—where was the absolute darkness from before?

"Ah~"

The next second, a shrieking sound emerged from Xu Shu’s chest, and a black shadow dashed away, scurrying into the wardrobe.

The pressing weight on his body vanished instantly, yet the wardrobe seemed to subtly move.

Xu Shu stopped emitting light and crawled out from under the bed, then walked over and forcefully opened the wardrobe door.

Inside the otherwise empty wardrobe without any clothes, a skinny human figure cowered in the corner.

There really was a Yin Spirit! Xu Shu’s mouth twitched.

Damn it, I’m a level 16 Warrior, no, now level 17! And you dare oppress my bed? How dare you?

He was about to speak when the black shadow slipped away toward the curtain.

Whoosh~

The curtains billowed without wind, instantly bulging into a human silhouette that appeared to be female, given the rather distinct curves of the hips and chest, slightly protruding.

A pale, bloodless arm reached out, holding two slips of paper, and said in a voice as melodious as an oriole emerging from a valley, "Yellow slip or green slip, choose one, sir~"