Chapter 77): Can’t Beat ‘Em, Join ‘Em; Can’t Join ‘Em, Report ‘Em!
In order to hold back her instincts to devour, Lu Yibei hurriedly zipped up the remaining cores in the bag, out of sight, out of mind.
She felt strangely constipated as she switched the channels on her TV.
‘I don’t care,’ her stomach grumbled. ‘No matter how hungry I am, I still have to digest these cores.’
To put it simply, she feared that she might die if she ate too much, and the fear of death greatly overpowered her instinct to devour.
“Mrs Witch, are you alright?” The wig chirped up.
“I…” Yibei replied, startled, forgetting about her ‘neighbours.’ She couldn’t help but feel that they were feigning concern for her. “I’m fine. Did I do anything weird?”
“No, no. Just asking.”
“Whatever. I’m going to go take a nap.”
She carried the statue in one arm and the trolley case in another hand as she went up the stairs, and the apparitions continued their commotion downstairs.