Native Muir
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A black sedan drove slowly toward Muir, coming to a stop beside him.
Muir glared at the black and shiny monster in front of him. He had seen a lot of these earlier.
All of them had bright and shiny "eyes", legs that spun at rapid speed with strange structures, and would even "tempt" prey to walk into their stomachs by themselves.
He could still see the humans through the translucent "skin". They didn't even feel anything after having been eaten and were still chatting happily.
This box wanted to eat him now? Hmph, dream on.
He happened to feel a little hungry, so he should have a meal while he was at it. He hoped that this box wasn't poisonous.
Muir walked toward the sedan and was about to swing his fist when the window was rolled down.
"Hello, you're Chinese, right?" A middle-aged man's face appeared from the other side of the window.