Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 389 - 308: Tsk

In the midst of chaos, Duan Mingyuan heard a "tsk" sound.

It did not belong to him and Jiuyue.

Right after that, his field of vision shifted, and what presented before him was a pitch-black space.

The person who made the "tsk" was coldly staring at them.

Upon seeing this, Jiuyue had a thought, and her clothes were back on her body, after which she glared back defiantly.

Just now, she had caught a familiar scent in the room and had resorted to her second scientifically-grounded crude method.

More than her applying lip gloss to the mirror, Ah Jing hated seeing her and Mr. Mingyuan openly display affection in front of her, which to a single young woman of several centuries, was like a critical hit.

Latterly, the enraged Ah Jing escalated to personal attacks, continually calling her a lusty fox demon.

Clearly, Jiuyue’s crude method had worked.

"You should have some explaining to do, shouldn’t you?"

Such a meeting was just like a drama filled with love and hate from a movie.

Until an incongruous scene caught both their attention at the same time.

Ah Jing indeed had many things to say to Jiuyue, and since the lies had been uncovered, there was no need to maintain her previous appearance, but when she saw Duan Mingyuan wearing a red shirt, his chest bare and sporting a straw hat, she was at a loss for words, unable to utter a single one.

"Don’t mind me."

This man was completely oblivious, casually waving at her as if nothing were wrong.

"Can’t you dress properly?"

Ah Jing didn’t understand why a Straw Hat Luffy would suddenly appear in the normally well-ordered Reverse World.

Jiuyue also leaned in and lowered her voice to remind him, "Mr. Mingyuan, your outfit is really too conspicuous."

Once she saw Duan Mingyuan like this, it was hard for her to look away.

She never would have thought that Mr. Mingyuan’s cold exterior could hide the cell of a comedian, and even Jiuyue had trouble understanding under what kind of mental state Mr. Mingyuan had put on this attire.

Could it be that he dressed like this to lighten the mood, deliberately playing the role of a comic artist?

"Why are you dressed like this?"

Ah Jing asked from a distance, unable to continue the conversation without addressing this issue.

"Because this outfit is very simple,"

Duan Mingyuan explained. This might be the simplest attire he could imagine, and all the blame fell on Jiuyue — when they entered the Reverse World, this little fox demon had stripped off his shirt.

Subsequently, he discovered one of the rules of the Reverse World.

Their appearances in the Reverse World were related to their own consciousness, which meant once someone stripped off his clothes before entering, he had to conjure clothes based on his own consciousness.

And here lay the problem.

Duan Mingyuan, though bursting with energy, was not good at drawing.

Additionally, with the sudden appearance of the opposite sex, he had to take some emergency measures.

"I remember now."

Jiuyue also suddenly came to a realization.

Mr. Mingyuan’s artwork was a disaster; he could turn the academy’s crane into a pelican, and he couldn’t even draw an egg properly. When demonstrating the academy’s mysterious techniques to the students, his earth-shatteringly bad artwork produced duck eggs, goose eggs, stones, light bulbs, and eggs of some unknown creatures.

Having Mr. Mingyuan urgently sketch himself a set of clothes was really troubling him.

She took another look at the other party’s attire, "That was already performing beyond expectations. If you really can’t stand it, then let’s just go with it."

A minute later, Jiuyue and A’jing were once again in a standoff.

"You should explain something to me,"

Jiuyue steered the conversation back to the beginning.

"Hmph, you’ve finally realized, foolish..."

A’jing only felt darkness sweep before her eyes because between her and Jiuyue, there appeared a man lying on the ground, with only his head showing from under a blanket, staring straight at her, which even made her, a witch, feel eerie.

She discovered that when you encounter such a scene while discussing serious matters, it’s very hard to exhibit the oppressive aura of a villain.

"Don’t force yourself, everyone has things they’re not good at."

The "head" on the ground even offered her a friendly smile, encouraging her, as if his eyes were telling her that there was no need for such hostility, and they could, as usual, find somewhere to sit down and order a cup of chilled juice.

But now, A’jing didn’t want to drink juice; she just wanted to throw it in this person’s face.

You get rid of me!

She admitted that she was somewhat regretful now.

What made matters worse was that there was also a Fox Demon chiming in beside her, "That’s right, A’jing, don’t force yourself, you simply don’t have the talent of a villain, not as much as I do anyway."

This almost made her spit blood on the ground.

This reunion was nothing like what A’jing had imagined. The Fox Demon’s brain must have been fried; although she herself had deceived her, used her, yet the Fox Demon was still joking around with her nonchalantly.

Just like before.

"If you have any unspeakable secrets, just tell us."

"The Witch Ancestor has a list of people she wants to eliminate. They are all descendants of the Extraterrestrials who were involved in that war,"

A’jing sighed deeply and said.

Originally, as a member of the Witch Council, she had unswervingly supported the plan for vengeance against the Extraterrestrials, but after the trip to the Prison Planet, she vaguely sensed a terrible conspiracy.

The source of the Witch Ancestor’s power came from the blessing of the "Void Demon." She was the only wizard who survived the "implantation" ritual. The demon endowed her with eternal life and incomparable strength, allowing them to take revenge on the detestable Extraterrestrials.

Over the past century, all of their plans had been accomplished.

Manipulating the upper echelons of the Consortium, instigating disputes between the Shan Clan People and Universe Company, a war that swept across the entire cosmos had already begun.

According to the Prophecy, the Shan Clan People and Universe Company would be destroyed in this war.

But the encounter on the Prison Planet made A’jing realize that the "Void Demon" intended to destroy not just the company and the Shan Clan People. In the signs of destruction displayed by 1721, no creature could escape the judgment day of destruction.

And they were step by step assisting the Void Nightmare in realizing their plans.

"This ship has been taken over by the wizards, only conversations here won’t be detected by them. If you want to escape the Witch Council’s surveillance, you must—"

A’jing’s pupils suddenly contracted; her words were stuck in her throat as both hands immediately covered her neck.

Then, she coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, along with the blade that fell to the ground.

Then from the corners of her eyes, her nostrils, and her ears.

Crimson blood flowed out, all the way down to the ground.

Read latest chapters at f(r)eewebnov𝒆l Only