My Mr. Monster

Without saying a word, Lu Xuan stopped the guy who was trying to escape. When he got closer, he looked at the clothes the man was wearing, and suddenly Lu Xuan thought of something.

The man's face was still full of fear. He had no intention of being stopped by Lu Xuan who was trying to stop him, and he was just about to run past Lu Xuan.

But how could Lu Xuan possibly let him have his way? So one of the monsters suddenly sped up, and in an instant, it quickly grabbed the man's foot. In the blink of an eye, the man fell to the ground right before Lu Xuan's eyes.

"Excuse me... do you know a little guy named Wu Yang?" Lu Xuan squatted in front of the man with a gentle smile, and the monster behind him stopped chasing him.

"Wu Yang!" The terrified man's lifeless eyes lit up instantly when he heard the name. He looked at Lu Xuan and asked eagerly, "I'm his family member. Do you know where he is? Is he wearing a hospital gown?"

"Yes...that poor little thing was wearing such a thin hospital gown..." Lu Xuan said.

"Then he..." Before the man could finish his words, Lu Xuan's foot had already kicked him in the face. He fell to the ground with a dull sound, accompanied by a bloody tooth rolling to the side.

The veins on Lu Xuan's forehead twitched, and he seemed like a completely different person. He stepped on the man without any hesitation, and then kicked and stomped him hard.

"Damn it, it's you bastards who messed up my people like that. They don't seem to be very smart anymore." Lu Xuan's back teeth were almost broken, and he attacked the man with all his strength.

Lu Xuan didn't care what these people's original intentions were. He only knew that his men were tortured half to death and as thin as skeletons by them. These guys deserved to die.

"Stop kicking me." The man curled up in pain. He had never expected Lu Xuan to suddenly attack him.

"Oh, okay." Lu Xuan smiled, loosened his feet, turned around and left with a smile. Instead of asking this guy, he might as well find it himself, which would be more sincere.

After Lu Xuan left, the man glared at his back and called him a lunatic. The next second, he realized what was standing next to him.

A shrill scream accompanied by the monster's joyful growl came from behind him, but Lu Xuan ignored it. Sometimes he himself didn't know which one was the real him.

Indifferent or kind, he didn't know but he didn't care. Everything was up to his heart. If he thought it was wrong, it was wrong. His main point was idealism.

Right and wrong...how can they be distinguished so clearly?

Even though there were few monsters during the day, there were still very few people coming out. Lu Xuan had almost no obstacles, so he found a shopping mall after spending a lot of time.

Since the population density is closely related to the number of monsters, monsters can be seen almost everywhere here, and you can find monsters hiding in the shadows and ready to move everywhere.

As soon as Lu Xuan walked to the door, he made an unexpected discovery. It was a tiny defense line made up of some useless shopping carts. It was obvious what it was used to block.

"How can we defend against this..." Lu Xuan couldn't help but complain. These monsters were not like the zombies in the movies. Like the real walking dead, these things had dead consciousness but their bodies... were not stiff at all.

Lu Xuan carefully avoided those things, and his guards followed suit. If they were seen by those who tried to stop the monsters, the whole place would probably collapse.

Lu Xuan easily bypassed these obstacles and fell silent again when he looked at the closed door. It would be bad to smash it, otherwise the people inside would not survive for long.

So Lu Xuan started to walk around again, and finally found a half-open door. He slipped in carefully.

Things were much worse than he had imagined. Just a few seconds after he entered, several monsters swooped down from upstairs. However, just as they were about to attack Lu Xuan, they were pinned to the ground by the bodyguards behind him.

Lu Xuan just glanced at it indifferently and ignored it. Then the monsters following him looked at the monsters on the ground with a faint gaze, and without saying a word, they began to devour them.

Lu Xuan frowned and didn't say anything. These monsters needed to eat, so they either ate humans or their own kind or other creatures. Compared to other things, Lu Xuan would rather let them eat each other.

And... the more Lu Xuan looked at these monsters, the more he thought of the guy who climbed through the window before, and kept calling him "King", so... he molded them according to the appearance of those monsters, and created these things when he came here.

Lu Xuan thought about it and stopped thinking about it. He had no control over these things, and according to future history, most of the people here would die.

As long as you ignore it, it doesn’t matter. It’s an established fact, and you’re just an observer... Lu Xuan thought that it didn’t seem like that.

Can observers interfere with history at will?

After walking out of the corridor, Lu Xuan came to the sales area. He was lucky because this floor happened to sell clothes and the power supply system was not cut off. It might be that no one wanted it to be cut off.

Lu Xuan couldn't even imagine the scene of such a large place being plunged into darkness after a sudden power outage. Moreover, monsters like to lurk in dark places... It's like a haunted house.

After passing the women's clothing store and coming to the men's clothing store, there were some unrecognizable corpses lying not far away, which made Lu Xuan feel extremely uncomfortable, so he decisively waved his hand and asked the monsters to drag them away.

Lu Xuan looked at the rows of clothes with tears in his eyes and suddenly fell into a dilemma. What clothes should he choose for Wu Yang? It was just autumn and it was a little cold. Considering that Wu Yang might need exercise.

So Lu Xuan picked out casual clothes and sportswear for Wu Yang according to his own preferences. Even after so many years, Wu Yang was still very casual in dressing, and he only cared about what he could wear.

But... Lu Xuan looked at those nice clothes and fell into deep thought. Should he take them all back? It felt like he would never be able to wear them all, but if he didn't take them back, no one would wear them...

He glanced at the "man" behind him and raised his eyebrows slightly. Yes, there are so many thugs here, what else do he need? If he is short of manpower, he can just go out and grab a few.

So Lu Xuan began to choose clothes without any worries. He only cared about which clothes were comfortable to wear and which ones looked good. Now he only cared about the quality instead of the price.

He packed some underwear for spring, summer, autumn and winter. After packing them in the bags, he became confused again. What size underwear should I get?

Thinking of Wu Yang twenty years later and then thinking of Wu Yang now, their heights and body shapes are different, and now Wu Yang has just run out... He doesn't have much meat on his body, let alone that little bit of meat.

Lu Xuan thought about it and finally chose some approximate sizes. He went back and told that idiot Wu Yang to move out. He couldn't stand being huddled in that awful place. There wasn't even a bathtub...