Chapter 57 - Devil Exchange

Translator:

Yuzu

Is this world real?

For the people of this world, this is real. But for us, its called confinement.

Yang Sun scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and stretched his lazy back.

The comment he had just left on the bar had already been answered by countless people, with mixed reactions.

Reply 1L: Come on, its all just the landlords own assumptions. Its not right for you to call people names like that.

Reply 2L: I really dont understand it now. To follow the rumor is also to take legal responsibility. You people shouldnt always follow the trend, a bunch of idiots.

Reply 3L: I thought this persons tone was a little too aggressive but is it necessary to pick on him?

Reply 4L: Im afraid the upstairs is an idiot. How many people has this guy scolded? If you dont know, dont feel sorry for him, he owes a lot to be cleaned up.

Yang Sun looked over the comments and sneered. His psychological quality is very strong as he has long been used to being blasted by people. His side business is to earn a little money as a navy. Any comments from netizens will not have any effect on people like him.

With that in mind, he picked up the Coke from the table, opened the can, and gulped it into his mouth. He was going to take a break and fight for another three hundred rounds.

PENG, the computer screen suddenly went black and even made a violent popping sound. Yang Sun was so shocked that his whole body bounced off the stool. He even tripped over the seat with his right leg. He staggered and fell to the ground with the stool.

Yang Sun sucked in a breath of cold air and wrapped his hands around his right leg. His expression was grim, and his right leg began to twitch in pain.

F*ck, Yang Sun cursed under his breath.

No one from their dorm room was there today, and even if there was someone in the dorm room right now, no one would care if he lived or died. After all, he basically had zero interaction with anyone in the dorm room, and he didnt even go to class.

In other words, he was just a freak.

He was unclean, sloppy, and uncommunicative. He always kept his head down and was very gloomy.

The horror in Yang Suns eyes hadnt faded away yet. He swallowed and managed to get up from the ground with difficulty.

What happened?

The computer screen flickered again, emitting a white light. It repeated twice, and Yang Suns veins popped up. The computer screen began to slowly repair itself. In less than ten seconds, the original black screen of the computer returned to its original state. Even the pages were still the same as they were when Yang Sun opened them.

It was as if nothing had just happened.

Yang Sun paused and hesitated, taking a cautious step and leaning towards the computer.

He looked around twice, picked up the leftover drink bottle from a few days ago on the desktop, and poked the computer screen.

There was no reaction. Everything was fine.

Yang Sun exhaled a sigh of relief. His heart was finally relaxed, and he couldnt help but curse, What a stupid computer! How long has it been used! Its rotten like this!

After that, he picked up the seat he had just tripped over and sat back down on it.

Before he could sit still, the normal computer screen started to twitch again. It actually started to manipulate itself uncontrollably, jumping directly from the initial posting page related to Xiao Chen to the private message page.

When Yang Sun saw this, his heart sank, and an ominous premonition rose.

Stranger Message:

787422: Time: 15:25, Location: Dorm 404.

787422: Are you ready for the Devils punishment?

The black fonts were like broken mirrors, shattered into pieces, and put back together again. The scarlet red font grew larger and larger as if it were trying to break through the screen!

Yang Suns hands trembled as he tried to get up and escape.

But he was horrified to discover that no matter how much he moved, he couldnt sit up from the seat like his butt was glued to it.

Oooooh. Yang Sun wanted to scream but could only make an unpleasant muffled sound and could not scream at all.

The veins on Yang Suns hands and forehead were bulging, his eyes looked like they were