Rise Of Void Dragons Chapter 32
The door opened, and Wang Ming entered his dorm room, weakly dragging his body.
It's not that he was tired or he did not have any energy to walk. It was his mental energy which was exhausted, making him unwilling to walk any further.
However, he can't just sleep anywhere. So, he dragged his body all the way up to here.
After entering the room, he saw his roommates gathered around a desk, and it was topped with bottles of beer.
'They must be partying.' He thought for a moment, and then without giving any further thought to it, he proceeded towards his bed.
At the same time, his friends noticed him too. They panicked, Wang Ming stopped liking noisy parties after the accident. So, if he's here, they can't party here.
Moreover, it's the weekend tomorrow, so why did he return here, instead of returning to his house?
But, unexpectedly, Wang Ming did not say anything to them and just went towards his bed.
"Hmm? Something is wrong!" Zhu Feng muttered.
"I feel that too He was like like a drunk, tired bear." Zhang Wei stroked his chin and replied.
"Wei's words are right." Duan Fa nodded in agreement and gazed at the Wang Ming.
Wang Ming, ignoring everyone's curious gazes directed towards him, returned to his bed and covered himself with a blanket and closed his eyes trying to sleep.
Time passed, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes.
His roommates started silently drinking and enjoying themselves, but Wang Ming's mind was being bombarded with flashbacks of incidents that occurred since morning. It was like an unbelievable dream for him.
Feeling irritated, Wang Ming threw the blanket covering him and leapt down from his bed.
His movements were exceptionally silent and fast. Not even his roommates, who were sitting at a distance of a few metres from him, noticed his actions and just continued with their party.
Wang Ming looked around and then went ahead towards the group, drinking in the corner, and silently sat down beside Duan Fa, not indicating his presence in the slightest.
Duan Fa, who was silently emptying out his beer bottle lazily turned towards his left. But, that space wasn't empty anymore, and he noticed a black figure sitting beside him silently, just like a puppet, his drunk eyes squinted for a while, but, in the next moment, they became wide to their full extent, and he jumped back screaming in fright, "Ghost!"
His sudden scream and actions startled Zhu Feng and Zhang Wei, who were on his right, and they also looked towards the direction where Duan Fa was looking, and following a similar course of action, they again shouted in fright, "Heck! A real ghost!"
Wang Ming, "..."
"Do I look like a ghost?" However, in response to their shouting and screaming, they heard a very calm and familiar voice. This was the voice of Wang Ming.
The trio stopped, and then they slowly calmed down.
"Brother Ming, is that you?" Zhu Feng asked, still trying to calm his heart down.
"Is there anyone else in the room?" Wang Ming just counter questioned. And picked up a bottle from the table, "Alright, Let's get drunk!"
'Get Drunk? Brother Ming wants to drink with us?' Everyone's expressions became extremely confused and hazy as if they saw a flying elephant in the sky flapping its big ears.
It's not that they don't want to drink and enjoy with their brother. But, this was the first time Wang Ming approached them in his own accord.
Is everything right with Brother Ming's brain or his brain is slowly disintegrating?
Looking at the confused expressions of his friends, Wang Ming guessed their thoughts and chuckled, "What? You don't want to drink with me? Ok, then I'll just drink alone on my bed."
However, this single statement accompanied by this light chuckle from him was even more devastating for them. Their thought waves crashed, and mind space collapsed.
'Is this for real? Brother Ming is back to his previous self?'
'No, his brain should be disintegrating now.'