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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

n“Whatever, I’m not a picky eater.”

nGallon was carefully processing the vegetable. “You have stomach issues. I’ll make something light.”

nClaire gave a hum and hung up the phone.

nPassing an alley, she suddenly stopped as her sensitive nose smelled a trace of blood.

nShe looked sideways, and deep in the alley, there was a gray mist. A girl’s petite figure was looming.

nIt was the new student who had just transferred today. Claire vaguely remembered her name as Mia.

nAt this time, Andrew was lying at her feet, convulsing badly all over.

nAs if sensing something, Mia suddenly turned her head.

nBlind she was, she seemed to be able to see Claire, staring at Claire motionlessly with her pupil-less eyes.

nAfter a while, she walked out of the alley slowly.

nWithout a word, she passed by Claire.

nHer figure quickly disappeared from sight.

nClaire walked into the alley, squatted in front of Andrew, and touched his neck.

nNo pulse could be felt. He was dead.

nHis face was distorted and he seemed to have suffered tremendously before he died.

nClaire stood up slowly.

nAt this time, Andrew’s nose twitched, and then, a dark object came out of his nose and rolled from his body to the ground.

nIt was a strange-looking bug the size of a fingernail and with a hard carapace.

nClaire bent down to pick it up, holding it in her hand to observe it carefully.

nAfter thinking for a moment, she threw the bug on the ground again.

nShe was curious, but not curious enough to study it.

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nShe left the alley, and it was getting late.

nGallon had called her several times to hurry up.

nClaire quickened her pace.

nSuddenly, there was a throbbing pain in her lower abdomen, and her stomach was churning violently as if there was a hand constantly tearing and ravaging her stomach.

nClaire’s face was ghastly pale, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead. Every step she made, she felt as if walking on blades, and she almost bit her gums broken with pain.

nA warm current rushed to her throat, she held on to a tree trunk by the roadside, opened her mouth, and vomited.

nAfter she finished vomiting, the pain gradually disappeared.

nClaire took a breath, lowered her head, and took a closer look.

nAmong the yellow-brown vomit on the ground, there was a bug, which was twisting violently. After a few seconds, it didn’t move anymore.

nIt was exactly the same as the one on Andrew just now.

n“Strange, my bug actually failed…”

nSpeaking in a high-pitched voice, Mia walked over slowly from a distance at a leisurely pace and.

nShe was still wearing that baggy coat, and her eyes were covered by white cloth. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, but now she didn’t look at all ordinary as she had in the class.

nShe had completely become a different person.

n“What is this?”

nClaire questioned coldly, her gaze passing over her like a sharp blade.

nMia stared at the dead bug on the ground with a slightly regretful look. “This is a bewitching bug, which can kill people without being noticed.”

nSo, did she use this to kill Andrew?

nClaire gave a contemptuous smile. “You failed to kill me. So much for your bug.”

nMia shook her head, suddenly lunged forward, and tore Claire’s collar open abruptly.

nShe seemed to see something incredible. Her eyes glowed and her face grew even gloomier. “It’s not the problem of my bug. It’s because you have a stronger bewitching bug on you that killed mine.”

nClaire looked down and saw the scarlet mark around the area of her heart, which, like a scorching flame, looked gorgeous yet creepy on her snow-white skin.

nThe mark bulged slightly as if there was something hidden inside, vaguely outlining the shape of a bug.

nMia’s face was gradually occupied by consternation, and she asked Claire anxiously. “Have you been to the East Continent?!”

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