Wang Yang wasn't sure why he hadn't died, nor did he feel any pain, but the blood on his body was real, as was the warm current that had flowed through him, and the mark of a sapling on his palm.
Perhaps something had happened that Wang Yang himself didn't quite understand, but the signs all seemed to suggest that he was indeed different from ordinary people.
At that moment, his emotions were a mix of fear from the accident—after all, being hit by such a large truck would scare anyone—and a secret joy deep inside. Young people all want to be special, and if every teenager at the age of 17 was faced with a choice between having extraordinary powers or not, 90% would probably choose to have them.
And the last part of his emotions was... no matter what happened to him, he was walking on the sidewalk, and there were no traffic lights here. The other party was in the wrong for hitting him.
He had come out in the middle of the night just to buy a pack of instant noodles for Wang Xiaoguan, and then he got hit by a truck. Where could he find justice for this?
But there was a problem... could his injuries be verified? After that warm current, he was completely fine, and Wang Yang was very sure about that.
So, if he went to the hospital and the other party found out he was unharmed, would the compensation still go through?
And the scene of the performer being taken away after being injected with anesthesia during the day was still fresh in his mind. If he went to the hospital and it turned out he was fine despite the accident, what if his body's abnormality was discovered? Would he be taken away too?
At this moment, Wang Yang was a bit worried about what would happen if he was taken away, and also worried about what would happen to Wang Xiaoguan if he was taken away.
If Wang Yang hadn't seen what happened behind the scenes at the acrobatic performance today, he might have boldly gone to the hospital for a check-up, but he had seen it.
He could have made the insurance company of the other party pay a huge compensation, and then used that money to rise to the peak of life, but Wang Yang shrank back.
Since the normal claims process couldn't be followed, he had to follow an abnormal process...
"You're in big trouble!" Wang Yang slowly got up from the ground.
The driver was shocked when he saw Wang Yang, covered in blood, getting up from the ground. He actually got up! At that moment, he wanted to run away. This scene was too bizarre!
"Public or private..."
However, before Wang Yang could finish speaking, the driver shouted "Ghost!" and ran away without a word, leaving the car behind.
Wang Yang stood still...
"I'm f*ck*ng..."
He wiped the blood from his face and watched the driver's fleeing figure. Where could he get compensation now?
Wang Yang turned and left. The scene of the acrobat being taken away during the day was too frightening. Who knew if they would show up here soon?
He originally planned to go home directly, but after thinking about it, he continued to walk towards the supermarket. In this area, the only place that was still open on the third night of the Lunar New Year was Zhang Donglai Supermarket.
"Boss, a pack of braised beef noodles." Wang Yang, covered in blood, handed over a five-yuan note. The middle-aged boss of the supermarket, Zhang Donglai, looked at Wang Yang in suspicion...
Wang Yang took two packs of braised beef noodles from the shelf and left. He knew his appearance was too frightening.
The snow was still falling, and as the snowflakes fell past the dim streetlights, the scene was like a familiar movie clip.
Wang Yang walked on the thin layer of snow, leaving a long trail of footprints. The white snow and the black ground, the dim light and the deep dark sky, were abrupt yet harmonious.
Suddenly, he looked back at what he had just passed, as if something in his life was starting to change.
...
"Wang Yang! What happened to you!" Wang Xiaoguan asked in panic when Wang Yang opened the door.
It was really too noticeable that he was covered in blood. Just now, Wang Yang also met two pedestrians on the road, and they were also scared to death, hiding far away.
"It's nothing, I was hit by a car, but I'm not hurt." Wang Yang explained.
Wang Xiaoguan looked at Wang Yang as if he were an idiot. With all this blood, it's not hurt!? "So you hit the car to death, right? It bled so much?!"
Wang Yang's face turned black at that time: "What do you mean I hit the car to death, can you speak! I'm going to take a bath, you cook the instant noodles yourself... and cook one for me too!"
He didn't explain to Wang Xiaoguan anymore, because he knew this matter couldn't be explained clearly.
The hot water washed Wang Yang's body, and Wang Yang stood under the shower to examine himself. The steaming water vapor had covered the bathroom mirror with a layer of fog.
"There's nothing different." Wang Yang muttered softly. At this time, his body was still the same as before, at least it looked like that.
If it weren't for the pale white sapling mark on his palm, he would really think that everything just now was just a daydream.
Wang Yang stared at the sapling mark on his palm, and suddenly his mind seemed to open an interface: Main Menu.
Under the main menu, there were also two options: Shopping Mall, Lottery Center, and Income Record.
Wang Yang clicked on the Shopping Mall in his mind and took a look. There was only one item in the list that was lit up, and the rest were all gray, and he couldn't even see what they were.
And this purchasable thing was a bit eerie.
Stellar Fruit, priced at 1000.
Then there was a line of small characters under the mall: Balance, 697.
Wang Yang was a bit puzzled. What was the 697 about, and what was the currency in the mall? How did he have a balance in it?
But at this time, 697 suddenly jumped, becoming 701!
Wang Yang remembered that there was also an Income Record option outside the mall in the main menu. He quickly clicked into the Income Record and took a look. These were all details of income.
Negative emotions from Zhang Donglai, +131, +27, +5, +1, +1.
This seems to be continuous, but what is this negative emotion from Zhang Donglai? Isn't Zhang Donglai the fat boss of the supermarket? Is it because he was scared by his bloody face, so his negative emotions became his income?
Isn't this the legendary attribute of the great demon king that the more others are afraid, the stronger he becomes? It's just that others become strong directly, and he has to buy things to level up?