I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

The system didn’t expect that Gu Qianqian would invite the World Ender to her doorstep; Lu Yibei didn’t expect that Gu Qianqian would literally live under a bridge.

Since Lu Yibei had no money on herself and Gu Qianqian was reluctant to spend money on a cab, the two walked for about ten kilometres from the University to her tiny little hut under the bridge.

Along the way, Lu Yibei kept a step or two behind Gu Qianqian and followed closely behind her. She silently kept her hand by her schoolbag, where she hid her kitchen knife.

After all, she didn’t know Gu Qianqian that well. It was good to be on guard.

When Lu Yibei followed Gu Qianqian, they walked through the muddy path hidden in the bushes near the bridge and climbed down dangerous ladders with no safety precautions.

Lu Yibei was dumbfounded when they reached her home—if it could even be called a home.

Not even four walls, if you don’t count the sole sheet covering the hut as a door. The roof was made of plastic sheets and wooden boards.

However, once they entered the shack, she couldn’t help but feel shocked.

A slight fragrance, true to any girl’s room—a patchy sofa, as if it were sewed by a grandmother. By the window overlooking the river, there are several barrels cut into different heights, and various vegetables were planted inside.

A stream of clear spring water gushed out from the rock wall by the window and was accurately led by a few hollow knots of bamboo into an old fish tank used to store water.A small platform extends out of the window, on which there is a cage woven with reeds, in which several pigeons are kept.

A TV was placed firmly on top of a dresser, and on the wall were neatly arranged wires that syphoned power from nearby street lights.

A round table with one leg missing, padded with bricks, was in the centre of the tiny hut, with a pile of handicrafts that have not yet been finished placed on it.

Yibei recognised them; she had seen similar things in the souvenir shops down Peony Street.

Even though the hut wasn’t very big, it was cosy, and you could tell that it was neatly divided into the bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living room, etc.

This girl is amazing. Living alone, she has mastered carpentry, cooking, masonry, becoming an electrician, farming, raising animals, and making handicrafts.

Originally, she felt a little sympathetic to Gu Qianqian’s situation, but isn’t she living well on her own?

She felt bad for looking down on her.

Glancing at the vegetables planted outside in the barrels, rules out the possibility that she’s an urban legend.

Hence, she may be a vigilante.

Ever since she became a Witch, Lu Yibei has had little interest in human food.

“You’re in luck, Yibei!” Gu Qianqian suddenly said something, breaking the silence.

“Oh?”

“Wait, I got it… right here!” she exclaimed as she opened the bird cage, petted the pigeons, and retrieved something within.

Two pigeon eggs rested in her palm.

“We can eat pigeon eggs tonight for dinner!”

‘Listen, although I know you keep those pigeons for food, I didn’t expect you to eat their eggs.’

“Why don’t you raise a chicken instead? Won’t that be more efficient?”

“Bah, too troublesome!” Gu Qianqian laughed. “In the morning, I release the pigeons, and they go look for food on their own. Saves me a lot of time looking for chicken feed; I can even work during that time!”

‘Damn. She’s a master at time management.’

“Right,” Gu Qianqian continued, putting the two pigeon eggs into Yibei’s hands. “Want to eat fish for lunch?”

Seeing that she was being incredibly warm to the Witch, the system couldn’t help but remind her, “Ahem! We’re trying to get close to her to backstab her as a reminder.”

“Oh, I forgot,” she whispered in her brain.

Gu Qianqian was silent for a while before turning her back on Yibei.

“Take this, and follow me to look for earthworms as bait!” she said as she stuffed the fishing rod into Yibei’s hands without looking at her. “The fish in the autumn are all plump and easy to catch. You’ll like them for sure! Hmph!”

Yibei wordlessly took the fishing rod. She wasn’t surprised at her sudden change in temperament; those who dabble in stuff related to urban legends inevitably have some psychological issues.

Gu Qianqian was definitely an all-rounder. She knew how to fish. Not half-baked like Shui or Yibei’s dad, but like a true fisherman who toils away under the sun.

This made Lu Yibei dumbfounded—she was clearly very smart in terms of life skills, so why was she so bird-brained in all other situations?

They sat on a tall rock by the river, waiting for the fish to take the bait they had just caught, and both of them were lost in conversation.

“By the way, Gu Qianqian, we’ve met before this, remember? Why were you there at the same time as I was?”

“Oh, I had a task…” Gu Qianqian mindlessly said, only for her mouth to be shut by her system.

“Gu Qianqian! You’re exposing your system! Come up with an excuse now!”

“To exorcise a demon in that alley! That’s right!”

Is she really an exorcist? Lu Yibei thought, finding it hard to believe.

“You do this often?” she asked.

“Tell her that you do it occasionally when you receive a commission,” the system ordered.

“Sometimes. When I get a commission.”

“Commission?” Yibei murmured. No wonder she mentioned a task. Could there be other Night Divisions out there that she’s working for? Who would trust a lone psychic user to hunt down urban legends?

“That’s right. I am employed,” Gu Qianqian said, as ordered by the system.

“Who commissioned you? I’m interested!”

Yibei was genuinely interested—if she had to hunt down urban legends to sate her hunger every month, she might as well get some money out of it.

Plus, if this mysterious organisation does exist, she’ll meet more psychic users, and perhaps she can exchange her services for those enigmatic materials that Jumeng mentioned!

“It’s a chat group,” Gu Qianqian (or the system) said. “If you don’t know the special code, you can’t enter the chat group.”

True enough, a chat group for something like this does exist. The system predicts that the World Ender will know about the chat group sooner or later, so it might as well mention it now.

If she joins too early, she may get into a fight with the monsters within and wind up hurt!

“Oh? A chat group? What’s the name?”

“An Urban Legend Chat Group in the University Forums,” Gu Qianqian replied. “There are many chat groups with this name. You wouldn’t know which is the real one, and according to the rules, I can’t directly point it out to you. The only way to know is by invitation.”

Gu Qianqian was still rambling according to the system’s instructions.

But the moment Lu Yibei heard the words “urban legend chat group,” she suddenly thought of Pharoah, Daydream, Bright, and Brazil, who all succumbed to urban legends and entered her belly.

She thought that it was a coincidence that they were targeted by the Eclipse Society, but now it seems that things are not that simple; they may have entered the chat group by mistake or were invited by someone. Simply put…

“Hey! Hey! A fish ate your bait!”

Just as Lu Yibei was deep in thought, Gu Qianqian rushed to her side and held her hand, pulling on her rod with newfound vigour.