My Cat Has Superpower?!
Chapter 286 - 285: Paranormal Event - The Terrifying Blood Person

Chapter 286: Chapter 285: Paranormal Event - The Terrifying Blood Person

The system’s bizarre and warm prompt left Lu Zixun thoroughly confused.

What on earth was all this about?

Just a moment ago, when Tian Mingming stepped out of the kitchen, Lu Zixun sensed a strange atmosphere and decided to use the Heavenly Eye to investigate.

He didn’t expect that what the Heavenly Eye revealed would leave him somewhat torn between laughter and tears.

It looked like he had sensed something wrong.

Shaking his head, Lu Zixun was about to head towards the bedroom when Yun Meng suddenly scooped him up, "Why are you running around, you’re not being good."

Suddenly lifted off the ground, Lu Zixun couldn’t help but roll his eyes. What was Yun Meng trying to do?

Back near the sofa where Yun Meng had brought him, Lu Zixun sighed silently in his heart.

There was no need to check the bedroom anymore. He had already confirmed the existence of the Insect Clan in the building, and they had set their sights on Tian Mingming.

He would just have Xiong Kang come over to check slowly later.

"It feels like ever since we all started university, we’ve been in touch a lot less, and the people around us don’t give off the same vibe as before."

Curled up on the couch with her knees hugged to her chest, Tian Mingming, holding a wine glass and leaning on Lin Siyin, lamented a few words.

"It seems like that’s the case."

Nodding in agreement, Yun Meng said, "But I don’t care about that anymore, my mom told me that having one close friend in life is a win, and if you have two... that’s a huge profit."

"Boom, rumble."

While they were drinking and chatting, several streaks of azure lightning flashed across the sky outside the window.

There was also the deep rumble of thunder indicating that a heavy rain was about to fall on Lingchuan City.

"Life abroad isn’t all that great; there’s a lot of places you can’t go to."

Sun Yang muttered gloomily and pursed her lips, "Still, it feels better to be back, it’s not as stifling."

A lot of places you can’t go to?

Upon hearing that, Lu Zixun looked up at Sun Yang and narrowed his eyes.

He was curious about the way the Crimson Land had divided territories, as it seemed that not much of Huaxia’s land had been partitioned off.

Now it appeared that the Insect Clan probably occupied much of the land abroad.

If there were many places you couldn’t go to, then those were probably the arrays set up by the Crimson Land.

"Hey, do you guys think that there really are ghosts and deities in this world?"

After a few rounds of drinks, Tian Mingming, still a bit frightened, asked.

"I think there probably aren’t."

As a young person with very upright principles, Taiyang thought for a moment and said, "But we should still respect them, after all, it’s better to believe that they exist than not."

His gaze dimmed a little, and he swirled the wine glass in his hand.

After a long pause, Tian Mingming said, "I’ve encountered something recently, don’t be scared when I tell you."

At these words, everyone’s gaze fell on Tian Mingming.

Lu Zixun, who was dozing off leaning against Lin Siyin with his eyes half-closed, also pricked up his ears in silence.

"Ever since I came back to Lingchuan City, my parents have been on a business trip, and I’ve been living here alone."

Pausing for a moment, Tian Mingming’s voice trembled slightly, "There wasn’t anything amiss the first few days, but these past days, I’ve discovered a few bloodied handprints on the outside of the floor-to-ceiling window."

As soon as the words were out, several people’s gazes instinctively went to the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was spotted with droplets of rain, and there were no bloody handprints like those Tian Mingming mentioned.

At this point, Lu Zixun opened his eyes, a contemplative look flickering within them.

What Tian Mingming described was probably true.

He only noticed because he saw dried blood congealed at the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window.

But what was the Insect Clan’s purpose, to intimidate Tian Mingming?

"It was during a night when I woke up and saw it; I thought it was a hallucination at first, scared, I hid back under the covers. The next day the bloody handprint disappeared, and I thought it was just a dream..."

Tian Mingming’s lips quivered, and a look of fear emerged in his eyes: "But every day since then, I have felt as if someone’s silhouette was moving outside the window. When I opened my eyes, I didn’t see anyone, just full of bloody handprints."

Listening to Tian Mingming’s fragmented and confused description,

Lin Siyin reached out and touched Lu Zixun’s back, feeling somewhat afraid.

Yun Meng, who was already nestled in Taiyang’s arms, looked up at Tian Mingming: "Mingming, have you been under a lot of pressure lately? You live on the 23rd floor, how could something like this happen?"

"It’s precisely because it’s the 23rd floor that I’m so afraid."

Shaking her head, Tian Mingming took a sip of her drink: "That’s why you’re here to keep me company today, I’m really scared when I’m alone."

Her tone carrying a hint of coyness, Tian Mingming looked at Yun Meng and Lin Siyin with pleading eyes.

Raising his paw and patting Lin Siyin’s arm, Lu Zixun stood up and hopped off the sofa, heading toward the bedroom.

"Squeak."

It was unclear if the squeak was due to the bedroom door being wooden or if there was an issue with the hinges.

When Lu Zixun used his head to push open the door, it made a grating noise that sounded particularly horrifying in the quiet of the night.

The decor style of the bedroom wasn’t Lin Siyin’s preference for pink girlish flair.

Instead, it was a calm and elegant pastoral style that seemed exceptionally fresh and clean.

Jumping onto the bed, Lu Zixun’s gaze shifted toward the window.

At this moment, aside from the flickering LED lights outside, there was nothing else to be seen.

Just as he was about to go and take a closer look at the window, Lu Zixun felt a strange presence rapidly approaching.

His eyes suddenly sharpened; he curled up into a ball on the bed, squinting his eyes pretending to sleep, keeping watch on the window.

"Boom!"

A shadow appeared in front of the window.

At that moment, thunder roared and lightning split the sky, illuminating the window. A blood-covered figure, its body full of writhing tentacles, lay in front of the window.

There wasn’t a single piece of flesh intact on its face; it looked very much like the zombies from movies.

The palms kept slapping the window, moving upward.

Disgusted, Lu Zixun retched deeply a few times before his Spiritual Energy surged forth.

The Soundproof Spiritual Shield activated, and Ice Chains flew from his hands, shattering the window and fiercely locking onto the strange creature’s neck.

"Howl!"

"Ding—Detecting Killing Intent Value from the Mutant Qu Xian: +24000."

"What the heck?"

At this, Lu Zixun paused for a moment. What in the world was a Mutant? This one already had S-class strength.

Qu Xian reached out to grasp the Ice Chain, lightly exerted force, and directly shattered Lu Zixun’s Ice Chains. With a guttural howl, Qu Xian leapt into the room.

"Winter has come."

Facing the bloodied figure that lunged toward him, Lu Zixun, utterly unflustered, propelled his Spiritual Energy outward.

The chill of winter bore down on Qu Xian, and simultaneously, snowflakes began to drift within the bedroom.

The blood that had spilled from his body instantly froze over, and with eyes sparkling coldly, Lu Zixun spoke in a chilling voice: "Pierce."

The brownish-red ice that had clung to Qu Xian grew in the opposite direction upon Lu Zixun’s command, transforming into Ice Spurs that violently penetrated Qu Xian’s body.

"You... should... die..."

Qu Xian, slurring his words, shook off the Ice Spurs from his body, transforming into a blur as he closed in on Lu Zixun.