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The Pitiful Little Thing of the 1980s Compound is a Metaphysics Tycoon

The Pitiful Little Thing of the 1980s Compound is a Metaphysics Tycoon

Chapter 179: No One Can Hurt Him!!

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Wrong!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Sun Mang's forehead as he fumbled his way out of bed.

His first thought was to grab the cloth bag placed not far away.

But before he could discern his direction, his knee slammed into the foot of the bed, making him gasp in pain.

In that moment, he thought of Su Yan.

So this is how unbearable it feels when you cannot see.

Not daring to delay for even a second, he continued to grope around like a blind man.

He felt as though his direction was correct, yet he simply could not touch the wall.

Since when had his room become so large?

A sinister current of air slowly permeated the surroundings.

There was an evil entity!

Though Sun Mang could not see, this intense sensation made him absolutely certain of his judgment.

The cloth bag—he had to find the cloth bag.

Inside were the unused talismans; as long as he got them, he would have nothing to fear.

But where could he possibly feel them?!

A terrifying sigh sounded from behind him, making every hair on his body tremble.

"Big brother, let's play hide-and-seek. You come find me."

A shrill, childish voice scraped against his eardrums.

*Gulp!*

Sun Mang swallowed hard; the evil entity was right behind him.

He spun around abruptly, but saw nothing except pitch darkness.

"Stop playing ghost, I am an exorcist..."

He remembered how that monster had addressed them when Su Yan was collecting Li Rong earlier.

"Big brother, I'm right here."

His trembling threat failed to bring the slightest bit of intimidation to the other party.

This time, the voice came from his left.

He panted heavily, fighting back his terror in an attempt to find the door.

"Hee hee, big brother, can't you find me? I'll count to ten, and if you don't find me, I'm going to eat you!"

The most innocent voice was uttering the most horrific words.

What terrified Sun Mang even more was that it actually began to count.

"One, two..."

Sun Mang swung his arms wildly from side to side.

The door, where was the door?

"Three, four, big brother, I'm over here."

Sun Mang constantly conjured images of Su Yan's heroic presence in his mind, trying to keep himself from losing his wits.

"Six, seven..."

Finally, he felt the doorknob. If he could just escape this room, there might still be a chance.

However, just as he turned the knob, he suddenly remembered his grandmother sleeping in the room next door.

If he ran away and escaped, what would happen if this evil entity went to harm Grandma?!

"Eight... nine..."

The demonic voice continued unabated.

In the darkness, Sun Mang pursed his lips tightly, but his right hand, which was gripping the doorknob, slowly loosened.

To hell with it, he just couldn't let it hurt Grandma!

"Ten. Big brother, you didn't find me, so I'm going to eat you!"

The childish voice turned sinister and distorted at the end.

Sun Mang's arm was bitten down upon by sharp teeth, piercing through flesh and skin.

He couldn't control the urge to scream in pain, but as soon as the sound started to emerge, he used all his strength to clamp his mouth shut.

He couldn't scream, or he would alert Grandma!

*Rip.*

A piece of flesh was forcibly torn from his arm.

Even so, Sun Mang did not make a single sound; the intense pain caused the veins on his face and neck to bulge.

He wanted to fight back, but he was powerless. Yet, he did not give up, continuing to search for a glimmer of life.

A streak of black mist, darker than ink, bared its fangs once more.

This time, Sun Mang actually saw its shadow, and he quickly dodged before it could bite him a second time.

It was almost an instinctive dodge, but after he actually evaded it, even he was stunned.

Since when had his limbs become so nimble?

Was it just a coincidence?

The unsatisfied evil entity let out a howl and lunged at him again.

Sun Mang could only continue to dodge, and he soon realized it wasn't an illusion or a coincidence—his movements had truly become exceptionally agile.

So agile that even when that thing was only dozens of centimeters away, he could narrowly avoid it.

He felt his entire body was incredibly light, as if he had no weight at all.

Amidst his disbelief, a thought popped into his head.

Could this be the result of his long-term weighted training?

He had taken a shower before sleeping tonight, and since he had gone straight to his room, he hadn't tied on those sandbags. So, he was truly fighting unencumbered.

Yes, it had to be that!

Sun Mang felt his blood boil, all fear replaced by excitement.

As long as he kept running, there might be hope of finding the cloth bag.

The idea was indeed good, but he had overlooked the most serious problem. The room was only so large; he couldn't see his direction clearly, and in his frantic dodging, mistakes were inevitable.

When he was forced back against the wall with no way out, he finally understood that to live, he had to go out.

"Big brother, you can't run anymore, hurry and let me eat you!"

The evil entity condensed from black mist had lost its patience, its gaping maw aiming to swallow Sun Mang's head whole.

Sun Mang let out a silent wail in his heart.

Grandma, Su Yan, I'm going to die. Goodbye!

Just as he was resigned to迎接 death, the closed door suddenly swung open.

In an instant, moonlight from the window and a faint glow from candlelight filled the entire room.

Sun Mang's head buzzed. He felt no joy at being saved; instead, he looked toward Grandma Sun standing at the door with utter terror.

"Grandma, run!"

At this moment, his voice was hoarse from screaming, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Grandma Sun had not only seen him, but she had also seen that evil specter.

"Let go of little Mang, I'll fight you to the death!"

Sun Mang hadn't expected Grandma Sun to charge in so resolutely. In a mix of urgency and fear, she used every ounce of her strength to try and break free from the specter's grip.

"Grandma, don't worry about me, just run!"

His roar could not stop Grandma Sun's steps to save him.

"Someone else has come to play with me."

The specter uttered the words that Sun Mang feared most in his life.

After speaking, it actually split in two, and the other shadow lunged directly at Grandma Sun.

"Don't touch my grandma! I beg you, don't touch my grandma... I can let you eat me, eat me instead!" Sun Mang struggled like a madman, shouting in rage.

His anger and terror only served to excite the specter further; in the next second, it grabbed Grandma Sun by the neck.

Grandma Sun was already at the end of her days; at this moment, she was too weak even to struggle. Yet even so, she did not dodge, allowing the specter to draw closer and closer.

"I'm going to eat you," the specter said sinisterly.

A sharp and determined light flickered in Grandma Sun's weak gaze, and a pitch-black dagger suddenly appeared in her hand.

"No one... can hurt my grandson!"

Forcing the last words out of her throat, she plunged the dagger fiercely into the specter's heart.

(End of Chapter)

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