“The sun’s gone down. Time for me to get up.”
“Evil spirits aren’t edible? I’ve been eating them for over ten years.”
“What? This world has meat, eggs, milk, rice, and flour? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?!”
“No! I’m not sick, I’m not crazy. I’m perfectly normal!”
After transmigrating, Bai Xiao never imagined that the customs and ways of life he’d finally gotten used to were unique to his village.
Once he moved to the city, Bai Xiao realized he was a country bumpkin!
People ate rice, flour, and grains. They didn’t eat evil spirits.
People worked during the day and slept at night.
When Bai Xiao joined the constabulary and watched his teammates get wiped out by evil spirits, he finally couldn’t help exclaiming:
“How did you let the food beat you?”
