Not long after Chu Xuanzhen turned and went inside, Shen Yangge lowered his head to look at his waist. He even poked it, and an aching pain shot through him instantly.
But compared with the pill he had licked once, which had hurt so badly that his internal organs felt as though they were splitting apart, this was nothing.
He lowered his clothes, covering the injury that was gradually turning from bright red to purplish red. His gaze sharpened, and he suddenly walked toward the screen in the side hall.
Just now... he thought he had seen something moving.
A moment later, he spotted a huge, fat rat standing frozen in a corner beneath a shelf, clutching a lump of unidentifiable food in its paws. Then a glimmer seemed to flash through its pitch-black eyes.
Shen Yangge crouched down to study the big, fat rat at his feet, suddenly remembering that he had seen it a few times before.
It should be the same one, right?
At that thought, his gaze on the rat grew more intent. Could it also be some kind of... bug in the book?
But that flicker of a thought had barely appeared in his mind for a second or two before he snuffed it out.
It was unlikely. The rat was not even human. Besides, how could one book have so many bugs? He was only one of them because of the system.
Yet the rat always appeared at strangely convenient moments, and it seemed to find him every time.
Find him?
Shen Yangge tentatively reached out. The giant rat immediately sat up straight, seemingly afraid of him. He recalled that ever since it had seen him this time, it had not made a single sound.
He could not help growing a little suspicious.
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