Lightning-struck wood?
The roommates immediately gathered around, each one like a curious baby, carefully examining the lightning-struck wood exposed to the air.
A fresh sprout on dead wood!
Wu You sighed and said, "So this is lightning-struck wood? It looks pretty much like the rumors say."
Han Yuan looked at Lin Beichen with a strange expression and laughed, "Beichen, did you bring this thing back to ward off ghosts?"
Hearing this, both Wu You and Liang Dong couldn't help but laugh, giving him a look that said he wasn't serious for even a day.
As students of the Imperial Capital University, they could be said to be among the most scientifically-minded young people of their generation. Naturally, they didn't believe in ghosts and spirits, nor the commonly believed powers of lightning-struck wood.
"If it could really ward off evil, I'd start with getting rid of you first."
