Chapter 1590 - I’m Still Jet-Lagged (2/2)

What worried Bu Fang was the risk on Earth that the System had mentioned. It would be bad if Nethery and Foxy were accidentally involved in it.

He left the room and walked out of the old building. Across the street was the restaurant where he used to work as an apprentice chef. At its door, a young man wearing a dirty chef’s robe saw him, and his eyes lit up instantly.

“Boy, come over here! Do you know what time it is? Why didn’t you answer my calls? Are you planning to get fired?” The young man, holding a cigarette between his lips, snapped as soon as he saw Bu Fang.

The young man’s name was Liu Mu. He joined the restaurant as an apprentice chef earlier than Bu Fang, so he always claimed himself to be the senior brother, and he loved to order Bu Fang around.

Bu Fang glanced expressionlessly at Liu Mu, reached a hand into his pocket, and pulled out a cellphone. It was an old Nokia cellphone, considered an antique in the age when everyone was using a smartphone.

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“See for yourself how many times I’ve called you… So, you think you’re already good enough to loaf on the job, aren’t you?” Liu Mu sneered, held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, and blew out a smoke ring.

Holding the cellphone, Bu Fang pressed a button.

Crack!

He did not even put any force in his finger, but the cellphone was crushed instantly.

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Liu Mu was stupefied.

The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched. “I’ve just come back and still jet-lagged,” he said lightly. Then, he casually tossed the broken phone aside.

“I was away for some business,” he added. After that, he turned and walked away.

Liu Mu’s cigarette had dropped to the ground. When he woke up from the shock, he was somewhat angry from embarrassment. ‘When did this boy learn to scare others? Does he think he can bluff me by crushing a lousy cellphone?’

“Hey, stop right there! Did I say you can go now?!”

Liu Mu caught up with a few strides, reached out a hand, and grabbed Bu Fang on the shoulder, trying to turn him around. He believed that Bu Fang was just bluffing him. How could he not know this boy’s nature when he used to bully him almost every day?

“Get over here!” Liu Mu growled and jerked Bu Fang around. However, he felt as though he was trying to move a boulder, which did not budge even a bit under his hand.

Bu Fang stopped and gave Liu Mu a sideways glance.

Liu Mu was about to threaten Bu Fang, but when he saw the look in the latter’s eyes, all his words became stuck in his throat. Bu Fang’s eyes were like two bottomless pits, and they made his scalp go numb.

‘Dammit! Is this a f*cking different person? The look in his eyes is… so terrifying!’

Liu Mu felt the strength leave his legs, and he involuntarily dropped to his knees before Bu Fang.

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth. “Oops. I’m sorry to frighten you. I’m still jet-lagged…” The aura that he unintentionally leaked just now seemed to have frightened Liu Mu.

“Zi zi zi…”

At this moment, Shrimpy, who was perched on Bu Fang’s shoulder, blinked and screamed at Liu Mu.

Liu Mu’s lips shivered, and his body trembled as he slumped to the ground. “That… Is that a f*cking… mantis shrimp?!”

Was there a… golden mantis shrimp in the world?

“Take a leave of absence for me.” Bu Fang was too lazy to talk to Liu Mu anymore, so he patted the guy on the hand.

Crack…

Liu Mu’s eyes went wide, then he opened his mouth and howled miserably. Bu Fang had only lightly patted his hand, but he felt as though it had been caught and pinched between the doors. Shaking all over, he watched in horror as Bu Fang walked away in a white shirt and a pair of flip-flops.

This Bu Fang… was not the Bu Fang he knew. “This fellow is a… ghost, isn’t he? Lately, the TV news has been reporting a rise in the number of people with a strange power, saying that haunted events keep happening… Could they all be true? Could it be that Bu Fang… is possessed by a ghost?!”

Liu Mu trembled in horror.

Bu Fang left the place. He decided to look around for Nethery and Foxy. He had returned to Earth, but he did not have time to feel nostalgic. Looking for the God of Cooking Sets’ sleeping Artifact Spirits was his number one priority, and right now, the most urgent thing was to find Nethery.

He was not worried that someone would hurt her. Instead, he worried that she would cause trouble and shake the whole world…

However, he could not search a large area because his divine sense was being suppressed. After looking around for half a day, he found nothing.

As he walked down the street, the rain suddenly fell from the sky. People were running for shelter, and soon, Bu Fang was all alone. Shrimpy jumped happily on his shoulder, crawling back and forth on its many legs as if the rain had brought it joy.

Bu Fang held out a hand, and a raindrop fell onto it. Looking at the rainwater, he slightly arched his brows. He could sense spiritual energy in it. This was a rain of spiritual energy.

That gave him pause. ‘A rain of spiritual energy? Is this still the Earth I know?’

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