I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 67

“Number 3 Wanghai Road? Nanxiwan Residential Area?”

Gradually, as it started to rain heavily, I hailed a taxi and, after I described the location, the driver in front of me seemed puzzled, saying, “The Nanxiwan Residential Area was demolished a long time ago. It’s now a park, called… Wanghai Park, I think. Little girl, are you sure you got the place name right?”

“Dismantled?”

Sitting in the back seat, I heard the driver’s words with confusion and instinctively pulled out my phone, saying, “Just wait a moment.”

I illuminated the phone screen, opened the map app, and scrolled up the Shenzhen map, reaching the Nanxiwan Residential area below.

Shenzhen City’s Nanxiwan Residential area is the smallest district, as seen on the map, comprising a small residential area in the north, the southernmost harbor, and a significant portion of the ocean and river.

Since Nanxiwan Residential Area is typically associated with maritime activities and the harbor, even as a local resident of Shenzhen City for many years, I was not entirely sure if there was ever a place called “Nanxiwan Residential Area” here.

However, Number 3 Wanghai Road was visible on the map.

I located Number 3 Wanghai Road and zoomed in on that area.

“Is it on the map?”

The driver in front turned around, saying, “Little girl, did someone trick you? It’s raining, and there’s hardly anyone around the vicinity of Number 3 Wanghai Road.”

“I know about the ‘Nanxiwan Residential Area’ you mentioned, it’s from a couple of years ago. Back then, there was some incident, like a cave-in or something underground, and many buildings became unsafe. They evacuated all the residents nearby, and the government provided subsidies to those who had bought houses there, giving them a house in the North Yang District and a substantial amount of money. At that time, our drivers’ group was discussing it, saying that it would have been great to buy a house in Nanxiwan Residential Area earlier. Now, the Nanqi District is like the backyard of the wealthy.”

Is that so?

I did find “Wanghai Park” at the location I marked as “Number 3 Wanghai Road” on my phone map.

From the description, it was a free park established in 2020, and there were hardly any comments about this park on the map software, making it seem like a relatively obscure small park.

“Then let’s go to this Wanghai Park.”

I said to the driver in front, “Just drop me off at the park entrance.”

“No, little girl, have you been tricked by someone?”

The driver turned around, looking concerned, “Are you sure you want to go to this place? Meeting friends or someone from the internet?”

“I…”

I thought for a moment, “I just want to go there on my own.”

“Well, I’m not comfortable taking you there. I’m starting to doubt if you’re meeting someone from the internet. Did you arrange to meet someone? Are your parents accompanying you?”

The driver clearly didn’t believe me, “Little girl, be honest with Uncle. If you’re meeting someone from the internet, let me give you some advice. Wanghai Park is quite remote. Since the ‘Nanxiwan Residential Area’ was demolished, no one has really looked after that area. If a male internet friend is asking you to meet there, he probably doesn’t have good intentions.”

“The rain outside was getting louder and heavier.

The raindrops drummed on the roof of the taxi and fell on the transparent windows, producing a dull sound.

“I really…”

Initially, I wanted to say that I really didn’t have any plans to meet someone, but then I had a second thought that this driver might also be one of those with ‘bad intentions.’ So, I changed my statement: “My relative asked me to meet her there. She just arrived in Shenzhen, and she’s been staying at a hotel near the harbor for the past two days.”

“Really?”

Although he still had some doubts, perhaps thinking that my story didn’t have significant flaws, the driver turned around and restarted the car, saying, “Would a relative really ask a child to pick them up?”

“I’m not a child anymore, I’m an adult.”

I casually took out my ID card from my wallet, letting the driver glance at it through the rearview mirror, and asked, “Is that alright?”

“Turns out you’re not a young lady?”

Having seen my ID, the driver visibly relaxed, shifted gears, and stepped on the gas, asking, “Graduated?”

“Yes, I’ve graduated.”

“Well, you must not have eaten regularly during your school days. My daughter in high school is much taller than you.”

“I eat well.”

I closed the map app on my phone and opened QQ, saying, “I just don’t seem to grow up, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

To be honest, I didn’t even know the specifics of my own body. Was I already an adult with closed growth plates, or was I just 10 years old, but the Grim Reaper forcefully changed my identification to 18 years old? Or… was my body a result of magic, not subject to growth but capable of determining some beneficial changes on its own, such as my daily workouts, which it would adapt to, a property often referred to as “self-adaptive”?

I would have to ask the Grim Reaper directly to find out. She was the one who created my body, and in the short term, she knew it better than anyone else. Moreover, if my previous speculations were correct, and we had a connection from a past life, then maybe she had turned me into a little girl on a whim? How infuriating.

Why did my past self say such strange things? It’s like a trap! I seriously suspect that my past self said something like “girls have the right to be capricious,” and that’s what got me into this mess. The Grim Reaper, who was taken care of by me in my past life, got capricious, thought girls were cute, and this time, as a way to repay me, turned me into an even younger girl, wanting to switch roles.

Oh my God!

But most importantly, she’s gone now!

At the moment, the only thing I can do is to go to the address on the ID card the Grim Reaper gave me and see if there are any clues. For some reason, I have a strong intuition that the Grim Reaper is probably inside Wanghai Park, the one that was built after Nanxiwan Residential Area was demolished. According to the recent information from my dreams at night and during the day, she might be hiding in some corner of the park, just like in my dreams. Poor little demon, defeated and injured, huddled in a dark corner, not moving, occasionally sticking out a little tongue to lick her wounds.

Of course, all of this is just me making things up.

I don’t have any memories related to my “past life.” The worst-case scenario now is that the stubborn little demon sacrificed herself in the battle with the demon king. But regardless of the outcome, it’s best for me to follow the information on my ID card and go to that place.

That’s all I can do for now.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

As the taxi headed towards the Wanghai Road, the storm clouds overhead began to rage. The already heavy rain became even more relentless, sounding like hail as it pelted the roof of the taxi. Along with the sound of rain cleansing the city, distant thunder rumbled continuously, and occasional lightning streaked across the sky.

The sky, which had been relatively bright, darkened due to the layers of dark clouds, and looking out from the car, it felt like it was almost evening.

“Young lady, in the future, when you travel, bring more clothes with you.”

Perhaps noticing that I was only wearing a T-shirt and denim shorts through the rearview mirror, the driver in front spoke with a somewhat friendly tone, saying, “Or put on a jacket, or else you’ll catch a cold like this.”

I wanted to as well, but there weren’t any suitable clothes at home. Seeing me with a “I’m open to criticism” expression, the driver let out a soft sigh and “click” opened something that sounded like a radio next to him.

“Now broadcasting an announcement: Attention, residents of Shenzhen City, there has been an unexplained mountain fire and explosion in Wanghai Park in the Nanqi district, which occurred one hour ago. The police have currently sealed off the area.”

“Repeating the announcement, road sections around Wanghai Park are currently blocked…”

“……”