Chapter 179: Witch’s Feast

Chapter 179 -176: Witch’s Feast

Jin Meiting seemed to have heard them spreading lewd rumors behind her back and looked over at the vendors.

The two vendors weren’t embarrassed at all. Instead, they grinned lecherously, their teasing gazes visually violating the women’s chests and legs.

After struggling and scraping by in society’s most basic jobs, some people manage to develop a wide range of skills, while others forge a resilient mind.

But there’s another type of person who only learns how to be thick-skinned and shameless.

Jin Meiting suddenly smiled, a bewitchingly beautiful smile.

The two vendors’ gazes went slack.

They felt as if the entire world had turned pink, like a young boy experiencing the first flush of love.

Seeing their strange expressions, Jin Meiting covered her mouth and giggled, seemingly mocking their lecherous, awkward state.

This didn’t provoke any resentment from the two vendors. On the contrary, they even seemed a little shy.

Jin Meiting shot them a coquettish glance.

That glance was a fatal blow, striking them right in the heart!

The two vendors’ breathing nearly stopped, their faces flushed red, and their minds went blank. They didn’t even notice when the two stunningly beautiful women left.

A moment later, the bento box vendor was still lost in a daze, murmuring:

“So beautiful. She made eyes at me.”

His expression was just like something a brave medieval sailor would often say:

“Hey! Look at that lass! She’s into me! I’m gonna marry her.”

The stinky tofu vendor next to him exploded in rage:

“She was obviously making eyes at me! She’s into me!”

The bento box vendor slowly turned his head to look at the stinky tofu vendor, the gentle expression on his face vanishing, replaced by raw, murderous intent.

He picked up his cleaver and pointed it at the stinky tofu vendor.

“You son of a bitch! She’s into me! Are you trying to cuck me, you motherfucker?!”

The stinky tofu vendor wasn’t intimidated. He actually picked up the vat of hot oil used for frying the stinky tofu and hurled it at the other man!

The other vendors, who had been enjoying the show, were now all completely dumbfounded.

Truth be told, these vendors often had verbal spats, and the others were happy to watch for entertainment.

But this was the first time things had ever gotten this serious!

The bento box vendor, enduring the excruciating pain, gripped his cleaver, let out a strange cry, and lunged at the other man.

“She was looking at me! At me!”

The other vendors shrieked and scattered in a panic, scrambling to get away.

Across the street, two men eating bean jelly at a stall noticed the commotion and quickly ran over.

They moved with agile grace, easily subduing the two brawling vendors.

“Fuck! How are these two so strong?!”

“Are you two insane?! One of you got slashed with a knife, the other got a bodyful of hot oil, and you don’t feel any pain, huh?”

The two vendors truly didn’t seem to feel any pain. Even while pinned down, they struggled furiously, their eyes filled with nothing but hatred for each other.

One of the men took out his phone.

“Requesting ambulance support! Requesting ambulance support!”

The other man also took out his phone.

“Suspected Extraordinary Creature spotted, using Hypnosis outside Twenty-Fourth Middle School! We have casualties!”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

“Understood.”

These two were plainclothes Investigators, part of the Blue Shark Investigation Team. Their team leader’s codename was Divine Tear.

They had received orders this morning to run surveillance at Twenty-Fourth Middle School and await their team leader’s deployment orders.

The man found it a bit strange.

‘Our team leader has always despised evil and harbored a particular hatred for Extraordinary Creatures.’

‘So why did they sound so calm this time, after hearing that an Extraordinary Creature was on a rampage?’

…

Inside Twenty-Fourth Middle School.

Jin Meiting strutted across the athletic field with a confident catwalk, talking on her phone as she walked.

“Are you all in your respective positions?

Good.

Bitches, the operation is a go.

Let that useless stick see what you’re made of.”

It was a group voice call.

…

「On the fourth floor of the academic building.」

A cool girl with dark skin, short, granny-gray hair, a tube top, and tight jeans glanced at the classroom behind her.

“Arrived. Ready to move.”

This cool girl was the Proud Witch of the Witch Association.

She hung up the phone and walked into the classroom full of underachievers.

The classroom was in an uproar. They were a pitiful bunch who had given up on themselves.

They still didn’t know that the teachers and security guards on duty at the school last night had all vanished due to a bizarre incident.

Of course, it wasn’t just them. Even the teachers, security guards, and the principal who had just arrived for the day had no idea what happened last night.

All they knew was that many people were late or had skipped work.

Upon seeing such a great beauty, the underachievers—both boys and girls—all stopped what they were doing.

The deafening clamor was choked off, as if by a large, unseen hand.

The Proud Witch scratched her earlobe with a finger adorned with a press-on nail.

“I’m your substitute teacher for today.”

The students watched her in silence.

Some of the boys’ eyes were filled with fiery desire.

The Proud Witch scoffed, “Tch.”

“So disgusting.”

After saying that, she murmured another phrase:

“For Dusk.”

…

「Fifth floor, by the door to the dance studio.」

The Seductive Demoness, possessing endless allure… no, endless promiscuity, was lounging lazily on a hallway windowsill, smoking a cigarette.

She had long, wavy black hair and was wearing a low-cut red shirt and tight black pants.

The outfit was actually quite formal, but on her, it looked like something a streetwalker would wear.

The Seductive Demoness exhaled a puff of smoke and said lazily:

“Been ready for a while. Class has already been going on for a bit.”

The Seductive Demoness glanced at a woman in a tight black qipao coming up the stairs and said:

“Greed is in position, too. Gotta go, busy now.”

The Seductive Demoness stood up, walked toward the room, and clapped her hands.

“Alright, girls. Let’s start the next move.”

The young girls in the dance studio giggled, looking at the Seductive Demoness with a hint of adoration.

‘This new teacher has so much feminine charm.’

The Seductive Demoness thought to herself:

‘For Dusk.’

…

「Sixth floor of the academic building.」

The Lazy Witch, Su Yubo, was sitting in the conference room with her legs crossed, wearing over-the-knee black boots, a tight blue dress, and a woolen overcoat.

If someone were to walk in, they would see her two snow-white thighs.

Very beautiful, very hot.

In the conference room, the teachers and the principal were slumped over the conference table, fast asleep.

Su Yubo spoke into her phone:

“Lazy is in position. For Dusk!”

…

「Sixth floor of the academic building, the information room.」

The Gorging Witch, Li Yaoling, who had short hair and was wearing a white T-shirt and black hot pants, mumbled indistinctly as her fingers flew across the keyboard, a snack dangling from her mouth.

“In position, ready to act at any time. For… the great Dusk!”

Li Yaoling hung up, swallowed the food in her mouth, and turned on the microphone.

“All students in classes without a substitute teacher, please proceed to the large lecture hall on the fifth floor.

Also, is student Zhang Shi’ai present? Please come to the school nurse’s office. Someone is looking for you.”

The Greedy Witch was in the large lecture hall on the fifth floor.

Li Yaoling put down the microphone and continued working on the computer.

…

Jin Meiting walked into the school nurse’s office and put on a white coat from the coat rack.

Her curvaceous figure, combined with the glasses and white coat, made her look both alluring and gentle.

Jin Meiting sat down in a chair, hung up her phone, and murmured:

“For Dusk, for the Evil Crow, and also… to prove I’m not useless!”

In just half an hour, the school had been almost completely brought under the control of the Witch Association.

About ten or so minutes later, the door to the nurse’s office was pushed open.

Jin Meiting looked up.

She saw a timid-looking girl.

She was slouching, hunching her back to hide her overly generous chest.

Her hair was down, covering half her face, hiding the natural allure she possessed at such a young age.

Jin Meiting frowned, feeling a bit displeased.

She wasn’t a “femi-nazi”; she was a feminist.

‘A girl shouldn’t be defined or spurned because of her beauty.’

‘You should be brazenly wild, openly display your feminine charm, have a passionate, earth-shattering romance, and find a worthy partner!’

Zhang Shi’ai looked up and asked in a voice as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz:

“Excuse me, who was looking for me?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn’t help but sneeze.

She had slept under a bridge last night, caught a cold, and was now running a fever.

Zhang Shi’ai quickly covered her mouth.

“I’m sorry!”

It was as if she were some utterly filthy thing, and the act of sneezing—a sign of illness—would cause extreme revulsion in others.