Xiang Kun's Little Experiment

The tall, thin young man stared at his clenched hand. He clearly remembered picking up a crispy-skinned pig's trotter from the ground. The feeling of his head being hit and the trotter being held in his hand was still vivid in his memory. How could it all be gone so suddenly?

"Are you still drunk from last night?" the middle-aged man asked, frowning.

"No, wait a minute, just now... wait, what happened, eh?..." The tall, thin young man's hand remained loosely clenched. He then examined the spot where he had just picked up the pig's trotter, looked around, and his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Stop daydreaming, hurry up and finish unloading the truck, then go soak your feet, catch up on some sleep, and we can go wild again tonight." The middle-aged man yawned and kicked his younger companion.

The tall, thin young man had no choice but to suppress his doubts for the time being and go inside the cargo box to help the middle-aged man unload the last electric vehicle.

But halfway through unloading, he suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle, you... you see that?" On the seat of the electric scooter that had been unloaded and placed on the ground, lay a crispy pork knuckle that looked delicious but had an inexplicably eerie feel.

The portly middle-aged man was also somewhat stunned, because he had seen it too. "Did you sneak this during your lunch? Damn, it's disgusting! You think this is funny?"

"No! I didn't hide it. Someone just hit me on the head with this! It's this thing! Uncle, you saw it too, right?" the tall, thin young man said excitedly.

A dark-skinned man with a horizontal scar on his face, looking rather fierce, emerged from the warehouse. He frowned and said, "What are you all doing? Unloading one truck for so long, and making such a racket, are you performing a comedy routine or a skit? Hurry up!"

"Brother Ba, there's a pig's trotter here, it's really weird! Someone tried to hit me with it! But... but..." The tall, thin young man quickly reported to the scarred man, but for a moment he didn't know how to describe the strange situation he had just witnessed.

"What pig's trotters?" Scarface asked, puzzled.

"Myth brother, this kid's probably still drunk; he's hiding a pig's trotter in there..."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he tried to pick up the pig's trotter from the electric scooter seat, but when he turned around, he was shocked to find that the pig's trotter was gone. He was momentarily stunned.

"It's gone again! Uncle, myna bird, it's really gone! That pig's trotter was just here, and now it's gone!! Uncle, you saw it too, right? You saw it too!!" The young man was so excited he almost jumped up.

"Shut up!" The scarred man raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, shoving him aside.

After inspecting the electric scooter's seat, the scarred man frowned, glanced at his two companions, and snapped, "Stop messing around! Hurry up and get it in; we have other work to do tonight."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly looked into the distance and shouted, "Myna, over there, over there!"

The middle-aged man and the scarred man turned around at the same time, and saw something dark roll out at an intersection along the road extending from the warehouse entrance, landing in the middle of the road.

"It's pig's trotters, it must be pig's trotters! Uncle, Brother Ba, did you see that?" The tall, thin young man pointed at the black thing on the ground and said loudly, as if trying to prove that he hadn't just imagined it.

This time, not only him, but also the scarred man and the middle-aged man clearly saw the pig's trotter that had landed in the middle of the road. It looked like it had been thrown out from the side of the intersection.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the scarred man's face. The motorcycles and electric bikes they had stolen before were all sent directly to underground modification shops to have their parts dismantled, or handed over to dealers they had been working with to be transported to other places for modification and sale.

However, the Citong police recently launched a special operation targeting gangs that steal motorcycles and electric bikes and their distribution channels. As a result, they had nowhere to put the stolen electric bikes and had no choice but to move the new stolen goods to an abandoned warehouse in this abandoned factory area as a temporary storage point.

At times like this, one naturally fears being noticed or discovered by the police, and wants to avoid any unforeseen complications.

But then I thought again, if it were the police or someone else coming for them, they wouldn't do something like throwing out a pig's trotter.

The scarred man narrowed his eyes, walked over, opened the back door of the four-seater truck, grabbed a wrench, and strode towards where the pig's trotter was. The tall, thin young man and the fat middle-aged man followed closely behind.

Upon approaching, the scarred man examined the pig's hoof closely for a few moments, then kicked it away with one foot before speeding up and rushing towards the corner.

But when they reached the corner, there wasn't a single person in sight.

The tall, thin man who had followed quickly ran over to pick up the pig's trotter, shouting repeatedly, "Make sure you keep an eye on it..."

The three people standing at the corner naturally did not notice that while their attention was drawn to the pig's trotter and they were walking towards it, a lithe figure with a ponytail emerged from the narrow alley between two buildings next to the warehouse, raised her hand and scattered a handful of tungsten steel beads into the abandoned warehouse, and then quickly walked to the truck and threw a few beads into the cargo compartment.

Then the figure returned to the narrow alley next to the warehouse and hid there.

That lithe figure was none other than Xia Libing.

After Xiang Kun briefly explained the plan to her, she went around to the warehouse and quietly "appeared" a piece of "crispy pork knuckle" half a meter above the tall, thin young man's head.

Xia Libing can neither transform the food that appears in her dream nor move it remotely for the time being.

However, these things still possess certain basic physical properties, so once they appear in mid-air, they will fall downwards.

The pig's trotter that hit the tall, thin young man and the pig's trotter that appeared on the electric scooter seat were both manifestations of her. However, the one that appeared at the end of the road was manifestations of Xiang Kun —that distance was beyond the range of her manifestations.

According to the plan, after Xiang Kun used the pig's trotters to lure the people away, he would circle back and enter a "Hyper-Sensory State" to wait for the three "car thieves" to return and be "subdued".

The scarred man, carrying a wrench, along with two accomplices, searched the intersection but found no one.

"Damn it, probably some brat from around here..." The scarred man spat, picked up the wrench, and walked back, saying to the tall, thin young man, "Where's that pig's trotter? I saw you pick it up just now?"

"Yes, here... uh..." The tall, thin young man stretched out his hand, then froze, his hand empty once more.

He had been staring intently at the pig's trotter in his hand, but the moment he looked away for a second, it was gone?

"This is weird!" The scarred man frowned.

"Brother Ba, let's hurry up and leave. I've heard that there are often strange noises coming from this area." The middle-aged man was also a little nervous. As he spoke, he kept glancing around. It was only a little past four in the afternoon, a time when the light was still quite bright, but he inexplicably felt that this abandoned factory area was a bit eerie.

Back at the warehouse entrance, the scarred man had the middle-aged man bring the last electric scooter into the warehouse, while the young man tidied up and closed the cargo box. He then got into the driver's seat of the truck.

After the middle-aged man pushed the electric scooter into the warehouse, he suddenly felt that the already dimly lit warehouse seemed even darker, and for a moment, he even seemed to lose his sense of direction.

Because of the pig's trotters that had mysteriously appeared and disappeared before, the middle-aged man was already feeling uneasy. Now, encountering this strange phenomenon, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of panic. Just as he subconsciously wanted to back away and find the exit of the warehouse, he suddenly noticed that a huge figure was slowly walking towards him from a corner of the warehouse.

The middle-aged man suddenly realized that his already large belly was starting to swell even more. He felt his body getting heavier and heavier, and it became difficult to breathe. He seemed to be unable to support his own weight, and then he uncontrollably sat down on the ground.

The enormous figure continued to approach, its form seemingly emerging from the darkness. He finally saw clearly that it was a monster over four meters tall, with eyes covering its face and several arms.

Seeing it intensified the fear in his heart, and the changes in his body became more and more pronounced. He raised his hand, which looked like a distorted balloon due to edema, and the middle-aged man, who could not even stand up, couldn't help but cry out.

The unusual commotion in the warehouse, the sudden crying, made the tall, thin young man who had just closed the carriage and the scarred man in the driver's seat both jump in surprise.

"Brother Ba... Brother Ba... Brother Ba, what happened to Uncle? Should we... Should we go in and see him?" The tall, thin young man leaned close to the driver's seat and asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"Go and take a look," the scarred man ordered, frowning.

"I... I'm too scared to go in alone."

"Damn it, trash!" the scarred man cursed. After hesitating for a second, he finally picked up the wrench he had just used, opened the car door, and walked towards the warehouse with the young man.

The warehouse here isn't large. Although it's been without electricity and lights for a long time, you can see inside at a glance once the warehouse door is open.

So as soon as they entered the warehouse, they saw a middle-aged man sitting on the ground crying like a child, his face covered in tears and snot, and there was nothing unusual around him.

"Uncle, what's wrong, Uncle?" The tall, thin young man rushed over and put his hands on the middle-aged man's arms from behind, trying to lift him up.

But the middle-aged man seemed to be lying on the ground, and no matter how hard you tried to lift him up, he would only keep falling towards the ground.

However, the young man soon forgot about helping the middle-aged man, because he suddenly realized that the warehouse had suddenly become dark.

A gigantic monster appeared before him, its eight eyes looking down at him.

The tall, thin young man felt himself aging rapidly. The skin on his hands wrinkled like dried orange peel, his vision blurred, his teeth began to loosen, and he clearly felt his life force slipping away. Although he could see the fat middle-aged man sitting on the ground and the scarred man beside him, he felt as if they were no longer there. He was all alone in the space, and a strong sense of loneliness and fear filled his consciousness.

Not only him, but the scarred man also saw the monster. His whole body tensed up, filled with fear and dread. But his fear wasn't just directed at the monster; it also extended to the middle-aged man on the ground and the tall, thin young man standing there. Although these two accomplices didn't look any different, he felt that they were inexplicably ferocious and ruthless, their eyes seeming to see right through him, as if they were about to pounce on him and tear him apart at any moment.

But no matter how scared or terrified he was, his legs wouldn't move at all, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his mind kept filled with thoughts of being betrayed and betrayed by his companions.

Next to the warehouse, in the alley between it and another building, Xiang Kun and Xia Libing sat side by side against the wall on the ground.

Xiang Kun had his eyes closed, and was in Hyper-Sensory State ".

Xia Libing tilted her head slightly, listening curiously to the faint sounds coming from the warehouse.

There were cries, murmurs, wails, curses, and screams. If someone who didn't know the situation heard these, they would probably think that something terrible was happening inside, or that a play was being rehearsed.

But Xia Libing knew very well that Xiang Kun was creating a collective illusion for the three "car thieves"—and this was the first time he had used this ability—supposedly an improvement on the new ability that "Little Apple" had "developed" last night.

She actually really wanted to go to the warehouse door and peek inside.

However, Xiang Kun had instructed her to keep her distance to avoid being affected by the hallucinations.

After a while, the various sounds inside gradually stopped, then footsteps sounded, and then the three stumbled onto the truck, wanting to leave.

But no matter how he turned the key, the scarred man sitting in the driver's seat couldn't start the engine.

"Myna! Hurry, hurry!" the young man in the back row shouted, his eyes red.

"It won't start! I fucking can't start it! What kind of crap is this car?!" The scarred man was also very anxious, trying repeatedly, but the car still wouldn't start.

At this moment, the portly middle-aged man in the passenger seat wiped the tears from his face, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Maybe it doesn't want us to leave..."

The scarred man stopped trying to light the fire, swallowed hard, and looked back at his companion. "What was that? You saw it too?" He then turned to the young man. "You all saw it?"

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