Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 28: The Embryo of the Team

Jiuyue stood by feeling quite indignant, convinced that Tang Qianqian was just being stubborn despite her loss.

This feeling of having won only to suddenly realize that the opponent still had a trick up their sleeve, this sensation that even at the very end the outcome remained uncertain, was extraordinarily frustrating for her. She wished she could summon the Red-eyed Demon this very moment for another round against Tang Qianqian.

Seeing Duan Mingyuan lost in thought and remaining silent, Tang Qianqian immediately lost her confidence and asked tentatively, "Or is it that the Anti-Wolf Spray is useless against them?"

"It’s useful,"

Duan Mingyuan immediately gave a positive answer, "Not only the Anti-Wolf Spray, but cold weapons, firearms, and even the broom you just picked up are all useful."

As long as one can accurately capture the moment when evil spirits launch their attacks, any physical attack can cause direct and effective damage to them. Therefore, in theory, anyone could potentially eliminate an evil spirit.

Of course, this only existed in theory.

As Fu Ling said, only a very small number of individuals who had undergone genetic mutations could see evil spirits with the naked eye. Most people in Yunlong City marked by evil spirits would only perceive a dark shadow pouncing on them in the last moment of their lives, and then they would be gone.

And even for those who could see the evil spirits, the initiative of exposing weaknesses still lay with the evil spirits. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

It seemed he had been detached from the common folk for too long and had forgotten the innate human advantage — using weapons.

The weapon he used in his first battle against an evil spirit was boxing, and that was essentially a one-sided victory.

As long as one could capture the moment the evil spirit launched its attack, even a fist could beat them so badly they could not rise again, but his personal experience was obviously not applicable to others.

Allowing the two parties to engage in a one-on-one duel in a confined space when prepared was inherently unfair to humans. The correct combat environment against evil spirits was one where they had enough intelligence, set traps according to the evil spirits’ size and abilities, and then engaged fully armed.

The vast majority of low-level evil spirits lacked autonomous thinking, meaning that even if you set traps right in front of them, they would naively fall for them.

Furthermore, Duan Mingyuan had never encountered an evil spirit that used weapons.

"What about electric shock guns? Are they useful?"

Tang Qianqian’s eyes lit up.

She had an electric shock gun at home — certainly more effective than a broom picked up randomly from the roadside.

"For evil spirits over three meters in size, it’s barely effective,"

The gloomy voice responded to her question.

The sudden appearance of a boy behind her startled Tang Qianqian into a reflexive action, aiming the Anti-Wolf Spray at him. Before she could act, a figure that burst out from the boy’s sleeve blocked between the two, a pair of serpentine eyes staring intently at her, its low and hoarse voice saying, "Don’t be nervous, we’re all on the same side."

"Large evil spirits can withstand the shock of electricity. This, however, is for you."

Saying so, the gloomy boy set down his backpack, fumbled in a hidden compartment, and took out an object that looked similar to an electric shock gun.

"Didn’t you say electric shock guns are useless?"

"I made some modifications. What’s launched from here are the fangs of a rattlesnake. When they hit the target, the large evil spirits can only last for about 5 seconds before they fall into a paralyzed state."

"Poison Fang, the rattlesnake you mentioned... couldn’t be..."

"It’s the teeth my companion beast shed,"

The boy confirmed Tang Qianqian’s guess, "To test the venom’s effectiveness, I’ve conducted some tests. However, the bullets are limited, so please don’t waste them. I’ve explained everything, now I’ll leave the rest to you..."

After speaking, the boy finally took a deep breath, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, shouldered his backpack, and put the snake that had been coiled around his wrist between him and the others.

The snake demon reminded him, "You forgot to introduce yourself."

"Oh, right, my name is Yang Ping."

The boy said, looking down at his sneakers, avoiding eye contact with anyone and not adding anything else.

Social anxiety disorder.

That thought crossed everyone’s mind, but at the same time, several scorching gazes converged on Tang Qianqian.

Look at him!

Even Li Hua couldn’t hide its frustration, as a symbiotic demon, it wouldn’t harshly criticize its bonded human, but honestly, Tang Qianqian’s combat performance had been unbearable to watch, especially when she lay flat on the ground, surrendering; it wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"Senior, what’s this kid’s energy level?"

"7."

Duan Mingyuan was also somewhat surprised.

A high school student already possessed life energy comparable to the Red-eyed Demon.

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished, and Tang Qianqian instantly returned to her most familiar position—the team’s weakest link, the role she used to play in her department.

However, every team needs such a role, and with classmate Yang Ping’s introverted nature and discomfort with social interaction, she was perfectly suited to be the designated weak link of the team.

Don’t underestimate the weak link, the weak link also plays a role.

Regulating team morale, cheering on the members, and handling some logistical tasks—all are indispensable in a team. Moreover, she had worked with Mr. Mingyuan for a long time and had developed an impressive understanding with him.

What she was best at was serving Mr. Mingyuan tea and water and, when he was too busy, helping him buy his favorite bread from the bakery downstairs.

Less than a minute later, Tang Qianqian optimistically stepped out of the shadow of being "the weakest in the team."

"No need to blame her."

The snake demon in Yang Ping’s sleeve spoke up in her defense, "Don’t underestimate Yang Ping, though he’s a second-year high school student, he’s an old hand with 2 years of experience."

"Two years!?"

Tang Qianqian was shocked, "Does that mean he joined the organization in junior high?"

What kind of organization was this, not even sparing kids in their third year of junior high?

"I was attacked by an evil spirit one night, and Xiangwei saved me. I asked to join the organization on my own initiative."

Their simple exchange was enough to showcase the deep bond between the man and the snake; when one was doubted, the other would unhesitatingly stand up to defend them.

At this point, Jiuyue also stepped forward and said, "With this, the team’s foundation is taking shape."

She was sincerely happy for Mr. Mingyuan.

Mr. Mingyuan was also someone who lacked social interaction and liked to keep himself cooped up at home when idle. But even the strongest individuals need warmth from others. She extended her right hand proactively, leading by example, and signaled everyone to stack their hands together, which made them look even more like a mature team.

She could even envision the future of this team.

"Combat member, research personnel, and... the comedic relief!"

"Hey, senior."

Although Tang Qianqian responded to the call and placed her hand with everyone else’s, she couldn’t help but ask, "Isn’t your symbiotic demon’s aggressiveness a bit too strong?"

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