Wang Ange's suggestion to observe D-class powerhouses fighting monsters was immediately rejected by Yu Zhibo.
Ever since his awakening, his stomach had been growling with hunger. He had planned to eat at the wonton shop, but then this incident occurred, and he hadn't had a single hot meal yet.
No matter what, he needed to find something to eat first. However, before eating, he had to appease his mother. Yu Zhibo thought to himself, glancing at the missed calls in his call history, and felt a slight chill.
He dialed back, and the call was quickly connected.
"Xiao Bo? Is that Xiao Bo?" a voice came from the phone. It wasn't the scolding Yu Zhibo had expected. Mother Yu's voice trembled slightly, a mixture of fear and caution.
"What's wrong, Mom? I'm out now, just about to grab some late-night snacks!" Yu Zhibo replied, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.
Upon hearing Yu Zhibo's words, Mother Yu let out a long sigh of relief. Her voice, filled with the tone of someone who had narrowly escaped a disaster, said, "Don't go to the wonton shop for late-night snacks anymore. The owner's group chat is going crazy. Someone died at Old Zhang's Wontons. They say the killer was carrying heavy weaponry, and they're evacuating the surrounding crowds! Oh, it scared me to death. When I thought about how you often go there for late-night snacks and haven't come back so late today, I was so afraid something would happen to you, *sob sob sob*..." By the end, her voice was choked with sobs.
Hearing his mother cry, Yu Zhibo felt terrible. He had never seen his mother cry before. He had been worried about being scolded for not answering his phone, but instead, his mother was crying. This was far worse than being scolded.
"It's okay, it's okay, Mom. I'll be right back. Don't worry. By the way, when they were spreading the news in the owner's group, did they send any photos or videos?" Yu Zhibo asked cautiously, his mind filled with the words "black dog spirit."
"No, they say they were warned, and now the police are monitoring the group to prevent rumors. Hurry back if you're okay. You scared Mom to death!"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming back right away. You stay put too. I saw a lot of police cars just now," Yu Zhibo said softly, then hung up the phone. He glanced at the police cars speeding past and quickly started running.
Physical Technique: Ninja Run!
As long as I run fast enough, I won't be socially embarrassed, and I might even be imitated!
Running at a speed of about 25 kilometers per hour to the supermarket, he bought a large bag of snacks and pastries, and a bottle of Coke for two yuan and fifty cents. Yu Zhibo took photos of the Coke as he walked and opened his mother's WeChat chat window, sending her the pictures.
Mother: ???
Xiao Yu's Fish: Bought a bottle of Coke at the supermarket, drinking it as I head back!
Mother: Drink less of these stimulating beverages, or they'll melt your stomach.
Xiao Yu's Fish: Yes, yes, yes. I should have bought mineral water.
Mother: Pay attention next time!
Xiao Yu's Fish: Roger that!
Muting his phone and switching it to ring mode so he wouldn't miss any calls, Yu Zhibo then turned his attention to the bag of snacks in his hand, which weighed at least six catties.
Wife cakes, one bite at a time. Egg yolk pies, one bite at a time. Sachima, one bite at a time. Hmm, a bit too sweet. Let's have some spicy strips to balance it out. Spicy strips, one pack at a time.
Yu Zhibo stood by the trash can, opening packages and throwing them into the bin while stuffing snacks into his mouth. He even made a mistake once due to moving too fast, throwing a snack into the trash and putting the wrapper in his mouth.
After about five or six minutes, Yu Zhibo finally finished all the snacks in his bag, and the burning hunger was finally relieved, leaving him about seventy to eighty percent full.
After chugging the remaining Coke in one go, he walked back home with his hands in his pockets.
When he reached the entrance of Nanbian Village, police cars were already parked everywhere. Armed police were blocking the few entrances, and some residents were being continuously evacuated.
"Didn't two D-class powerhouses come? Haven't they resolved it yet?" Yu Zhibo was a little confused. But then he thought, the government always prioritizes people's well-being. Without 100% certainty, they would definitely prioritize the safety of people and property. So, such a scene was not surprising.
He checked his spiritual energy points: 12/100.
Yu Zhibo decided not to join the commotion. He crossed the road and headed towards his residential complex, sending a message to Wang Ange: "I saw the police evacuating people. Has the monster been dealt with?"
Wang Ange quickly replied: "It's resolved, but it's not ruled out that other dark creatures might be lurking. Places like Nanbian Village are densely populated, with many blind spots for cameras, and many small corners that are perpetually dark and untrodden are the favorite environments for dark creatures. This is a good opportunity for us to conduct a thorough search, so we are temporarily evacuating the village personnel."
Yu Zhibo breathed a sigh of relief: "I see."
Wang Ange: "Mhm! Remember to report tomorrow. I'll send you the specific procedures via WeChat!"
Yu Zhibo inexplicably found Wang Ange's "Mhm" very cute and couldn't help but reply: "Okay, see you tomorrow. Another day as a runaway prince today! (cute) (adorable)!"
Wang Ange: "Get lost!"
Chuckling, Yu Zhibo imagined Wang Ange's embarrassed expression and hummed a tune as he walked home.
"Dad, Mom, your son is back!" he shouted enthusiastically upon opening the door. He walked to the entrance to change into slippers, then entered the living room, only to find his parents looking at him strangely.
"What's wrong? Don't you recognize your handsome son?" Yu Zhibo asked, scratching his head in confusion.
Mother Yu was a slightly plump middle-aged woman with a kind and benevolent face. Father Yu also had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with features very similar to Yu Zhibo's, but he was already bald. They had Yu Zhibo when they were thirty-five and their daughter, Yu Xiaoying, when they were thirty-seven, so they looked a bit older.
"Still that annoying look. It must be him!" Mother Yu stared at him for a moment, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Father Yu.
"I knew it. How could I mistake my own son?" Father Yu said with a smile, but he was clearly also relieved.
"But why do I feel like my son has become much more handsome? We haven't seen each other for only a week, and his skin has become fairer, he's grown a bit taller, and his eyes are more spirited," Mother Yu scrutinized her son's face.
"That's how kids are these days. One moment they're like this, and the next they've suddenly grown up. Isn't it normal for him to be handsome? Who do you think he takes after?"
"Get out of here!" The two started showering each other with affection.
"What do you mean 'it must be him'? What are you talking about? I don't understand!" Yu Zhibo interrupted their affection, asking with a confused expression.
At this, Mother Yu's expression turned angry. "Just now, Aunt Wang from the next building told me you were at the wonton shop and that you were possessed by a black dog spirit. It made me so angry! What's even more infuriating is that she said she had a video. When I asked where the video was, she said it suddenly couldn't play. Isn't she deliberately looking for trouble? Her son is already in his thirties and still a good-for-nothing at home. I'll spread rumors about her family next time!"
Yu Zhibo wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and quickly agreed, "She is indeed quite gossipy. We don't need to get upset with people like that."
"Calm down, calm down!" Father Yu patted Mother Yu's back to soothe her. Then, turning to his son, he resumed his stern fatherly demeanor, "What are you still standing there for? It's so late, why aren't you going to take a bath and sleep? You have school tomorrow!"
"Got it!" Yu Zhibo rolled his eyes and walked towards the bathroom, feeling like he had forgotten something.
He had read a novel that said: A strong person's premonition is never a false alarm. Once they truly sense something, it corresponds to a certain crisis.
Yu Zhibo's expression became serious, and he frowned in deep thought.
It wasn't until he reached the bathroom door that he suddenly realized: Damn it, I forgot to bring my travel bag back!