Chapter 279 - Chapter 279: Chapter 269: The Most Important Thing to You (1/2)
Chapter 279: Chapter 269: The Most Important Thing to You
The middle-aged drunkard’s brow was tightly furrowed. After the mysterious old man in a black robe had detailed the gambling content, he turned around and left, then suddenly disappeared into the crowd.
After he left there, he kept murmuring to himself.
“I fucking didn’t agree to it! Hmph, that old man, what on earth was that about? I didn’t agree at all!”
“Damn it! Such a bet can’t possibly hold up, can it? I didn’t agree!”
Despite saying this, deep inside, he was still filled with fear because there were too many strange and mysterious powers in this world, and people generally preferred to believe they could exist rather than not.
Even though he hadn’t agreed, the bet might have already been established, possibly involving some mysterious and terrible powers.
At that thought, the middle-aged drunkard shuddered.
He recalled the specific content of the bet.
“Until the new day arrives, do not come into contact with any liquid…”
What on earth is that supposed to mean?
The fear deep inside the middle-aged drunkard was profound. He took a deep breath and then decided to be as cautious as possible, avoiding any form of liquid during the time that followed.
It was the afternoon, with some time left until nightfall. He must hold on.
“Be careful!”
Suddenly, the door of a nearby room opened, and a plump maid threw the slop water from her bucket directly out from inside the house.
He was shocked and quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding being splashed by a single drop of water.
“Watch what you’re doing, dammit!”
“Fuck off! You know how to dodge, don’t you?”
This street was already a gathering place for outsiders, where the local customs were rough. The plump maid didn’t hold back at all and shouted loudly back at him, prompting laughter from the surrounding citizens.
The middle-aged man was now completely sober. He took a deep breath, his brow furrowing deeply as he began to very carefully avoid various kinds of liquids.
“I need to be more careful, just go home. There are too many accidents waiting to happen outside.”
He felt his pockets— the money he had stolen today was sufficient. It was time to go home.
However, after passing through the street, he saw several of his drunkard friends coming towards him, faces beaming with smiles, holding small kegs of liquor, swaggering towards him.
His drunk friends, reeking of alcohol, shouted loudly:
“Fancy a drink? Hahaha, let us treat you to a swig!”
“Come on, come on! Drink, drink, drink!”
The middle-aged man turned pale with fright, immediately backed away, and then took off running towards his home, no longer wanting to linger outside for another moment.
“Hey, why’s that guy running off?”
The drunkards were utterly confused. They had never encountered such a situation before. Someone was offering him a drink and he refused?
“Huff, huff, huff…”
“Boom!”
As he ran, he kept gasping for air when suddenly he heard a clap of thunder. Looking up, he saw the sky darken, looking like it was about to rain any moment!
Fear instantly gripped his heart.
The sky had been clear just moments ago, so why did it look like it was about to rain all of a sudden? Why is this happening?
“Boom!”
The sound of thunder echoed as the sky filled with dark clouds.
Whether it was an illusion or not, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, his astonishment peaked as he saw a pair of cold, gold snake eyes in the clouds above, their cool malevolence filling his heart with dread. A chilling terror spread to his fingertips in an instant.
It was staring down at the tiny humans below.
That was…
What is that thing!
“Ah!”
Nearing collapse, he screamed and ran, finally reaching his home in a matter of minutes, frantically pounding on the door.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
“Open up! Hurry up, it’s Dad, I’m back! Open the door!”
After a moment, his thirteen-year-old daughter immediately opened the door, her face brimming with joy as she looked at her father.
“Dad, you’re back!”
“Boom!” The sound of thunder came again.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and quickly stepped inside, sweat dripping down as he soon noticed raindrops beginning to mark the ground outside.
“Whoosh.”
It was raining.
He was terrified.
It was that thing’s doing; it actually, actually managed to make it rain from the sky!
The middle-aged man firmly locked his door, determined not to step outside his home ever again.
“Dad, want some water?” his daughter asked, coming over with a glass of water.
He yelled out in fear:
“No, I don’t want to drink anything!”
“Oh.”
Time dragged on, and the middle-aged man felt utterly exhausted and weak. His body desperately wanted to sleep.
So tired.
Drunk, beaten, scared, running—he had reached the limits of his strength and couldn’t keep himself up any longer, collapsing on the bed with his head spinning.
It must be close to midnight now.