My Mr. Monster

Wu Yang struggled for a long time before he finally built a snowman that looked like a real one. Han Song could tell who it was at a glance because the iconic thick eyebrows were revealed by Wu Yang using a small rusty piece of iron on the ground.

Lu Xuan looked silent. Are his eyebrows very thick?

"How is it?" Wu Yang showed off his snowman very proudly.

"You never said you could make these." Lu Xuan looked at the snowman and asked, "Who did you build it for?"

Wu Yang was very dissatisfied with Lu Xuan's question, pointing at his eyebrows and asking Lu Xuan, "Who else looks so honest? Or don't you look in the mirror?"

"I look pretty handsome too... the one you made doesn't look like me at all." Lu Xuan began to pick and choose, but he was very careful when touching the snowman for fear of breaking it.

"I can tell who it is just by looking at it." Wu Yang was not annoyed at all. Instead, he felt very proud of his work.

"Take a picture quickly. My masterpiece can't disappear in one winter." Wu Yang urged Lu Xuan to take a picture with his mobile phone.

Lu Xuan had no choice but to take out his mobile phone to take a 360-degree all-round photo of the snowman, and he took dozens of photos in a flash.

"Is that enough?" Lu Xuan handed the phone to Wu Yang.

Wu Yang looked at the snowman in the photo with great satisfaction. Suddenly, he tugged at Lu Xuan's clothes and said, "Squat over there. I'll make a masterpiece for you and me."

"No..." Lu Xuan refused.

Wu Yang glared at Lu Xuan and said, "Refusal is invalid. Hurry up and squat over there, or I'll lock you up."

Lu Xuan squatted beside the snowman angrily, his face puffed up like a pufferfish, and he looked at Wu Yang with a dim gaze, almost staring at him with longing.

"Perfect expression." Wu Yang smiled and took a picture, and with a "click", the moment was frozen.

"You're so annoying." Lu Xuan stood up and said angrily.

"How fun." Wu Yang admired the phone, then said, "I want your phone and camera."

"What do you want these for?"

"I don't have any concept of time. These can be used for recording. This is what I need." Wu Yang said reasonably.

"I have to go back to the city first. My savings really can't withstand your efforts." Lu Xuan said.

"Are these things... expensive?" Han Song asked from the side.

"The money we spend on better things is enough to feed our whole family for several months," said Lu Xuan.

"So expensive..." Han Song was shocked. People here were working so hard just to get a bite to eat, and a machine used for recording was so expensive. It was supposed to feed so many people for several months...

"But you can exchange them for some gold and gemstones. Those things are more valuable over here." Lu Xuan said, "There should be people collecting them here. After all, gold and gemstones are beautiful no matter where they are."

"Maybe someone else might be collecting it. This place is desolate and not very wealthy, with all the land abandoned." Han Song said, "If we can exchange it, we've found some rare items from your area. Can we trade them with you?"

Lu Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll help you as long as it's not excessive. We are a community."

"Stop talking nonsense and go back quickly. I'm starving." Wu Yang knocked on Lu Xuan's head.

"Hiss—" Lu Xuan took a breath of cold air, "You want to die, my head will be broken!"

"Haha, it's broken." Wu Yang was almost dying of laughter, and pinched the back of Lu Xuan's neck with his cold hands.

Lu Xuan's scalp went numb from the touch of that cold hand. He felt Wu Yang's hand was like ice. He shivered and said, "Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Wu Yang nodded. "You don't even know any martial arts skills. If I don't bully you, who should I bully? Han Song?"

Han Song waved his hand quickly: "I've already received your hospitality, there's no need to make it unforgettable..."

"Look..." Wu Yang raised his eyebrows.

Lu Xuan was speechless. Suddenly, he pointed at a tall, lifelike snowman not far away and asked, "Did you build this snowman on the road?"

Wu Yang stopped and was stunned. This was clearly not there when he came here... When did it appear?

“I haven’t piled it up.”

As soon as the words fell, the big snowman moved. When it turned around, it showed a pale face, blood-red eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and a cry of "Save me".

"This thing...how did it become like this? This is outrageous. Not only does it come out during the day, but it has actually mutated." Lu Xuan exclaimed.

"This thing actually started to mutate...but how did it change so quickly and grow hair?" Wu Yang was also surprised. He had felt it when they began to gradually become less afraid of the sun.

"Give me the Han Song knife." Wu Yang stretched out his hand.

Han Song quickly pulled out the knife and handed it to Wu Yang. The moment Wu Yang got the dagger in his hand, he threw it out without hesitation. The "snowman" not far away fell to the ground instantly, and a dagger was inserted neatly into its head, almost completely immersed.

The three of them stood there for a long time and found that the thing was not moving at all. Wu Yang felt bored and walked forward to take a look and found that it was dead.

"This thing still seems so fragile." Wu Yang said.

Lu Xuan walked over and looked at the dagger that almost pierced the entire head and couldn't help swallowing. Anyone who was stabbed by this thing would die. Where was the weakness in it?

Han Song pulled out the dagger in disgust, and then rubbed it in the snow for a long time before cleaning it.

Wu Yang was surprised when he looked at the monster's hair. He really couldn't imagine that these things evolved so quickly and could grow hair in such a short time. If you didn't know, you would think it was moldy.

"Why is this thing getting creepier as it grows longer?" Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel scared as he looked at the monster on the ground.

"Aren't you pretty good too? You even killed a few of them." Wu Yang teased.

"Don't talk about my record." Lu Xuan himself felt ashamed. There was still a scar on his neck. Just scratching him broke his defense and caused him to lose health continuously...

He looked at the dirty claws, not knowing what was attached to them. He couldn't believe that he was scratched by this thing.

"No wonder he got infected..." Lu Xuan frowned and said, "I don't know how dirty he is."

"These things are very dirty and will eat any meat." Wu Yang said, looking at Lu Xuan's neck, "Since you have suffered a loss, you should learn your lesson. Next time you encounter them, just run away. After a few circles, they will get lost."

"I think it's better to kill them if you can. It would be too embarrassing to run away every time you meet them next time. If there are too many of them, just hide directly. It's easier to kill the ones that are alone." Lu Xuan said.

Wu Yang nodded: "I'll teach you some fighting skills when I have time. These things are easy to deal with, but it would be more difficult if you meet someone."

Lu Xuan nodded. He really lacked this kind of experience. He had only seen people fighting but none of them were fatal. But here... almost every time they fought, they were aiming for the other person's life.

While a few people were still studying the white-haired monster, faint sounds began to appear around them. Wu Yang heard the sound and looked over.

Monsters were seen walking out of the dilapidated building one after another, some even crawling, all of them had white hair, some of which had just grown out and looked really moldy.

"I shouldn't have run out..." Lu Xuan said in despair.