From the sky, endless streams of black stockings rained down. Clearly, this was a black-stocking rain seen only once in a century.
Looking at the sky in the distance, Bai Zhi's expression was extremely grave.
This black-stocking rain was terrifying. Once it touched you, you would be forced to put on black stockings—and they could not be taken off. It was utterly vicious.
In just this short time, he had already seen quite a few Trash Cans wearing black stockings, Utility Poles wearing black stockings, and even Tiger wearing black stockings.
By now, they had left that initial story fragment behind and gone through several more stories in succession. If Bai Zhi had to use a word to describe the content of those story fragments, he would only use two words.
...Completely absurd.
There was no such thing as the most absurd—only more absurd. One ridiculous event after another came crashing down, leaving you with no way to even complain. All you could do was struggle on the verge of being mentally wrecked, or being mentally wrecked in the future.
"Looks like we won't be able to get through. Let's rest here tonight."
After confirming that the black-stocking rain would continue for some time, Bai Zhi looked up at the sky and made his decision.
"Alright, I'll set up the tent."
Nodding, Ink-Stained Crystal calmly got to her feet.
Since they had made many more choices afterward, not only had Bai Zhi's silence status disappeared, but Ink-Stained Crystal's and Qingyi's inner thoughts had once again become unreadable.
...But ever since learning the true nature lurking within this silver-haired Girl, Bai Zhi found that he could no longer view her normally.
With someone beside him constantly thinking about XX-ing him first, then OO-ing him, then XX-ing him again, then OO-ing him