Chapter 156 Family Banquet

"This is the red line I was talking about."

Zhou Mian carefully removed the red string wrapped around the black envelope and handed it to Cen Xun.

Cen Xun twisted the red thread with his slender fingers, carefully felt it for a moment, and raised his eyebrows with interest.

"It does indeed have the aura of Destiny lingering on it." Cen Xun examined the finger-long red thread without immediately judging it. "It's possible that she cut it from her own thread of destiny, or it could just be the remnant of her power."

Zhou Mian sat next to Cen Xun, also looking at the short red line with a troubled look in his eyes: "Is there any way to confirm it?"

Cen Xun picked up the teacup and took a sip, then cast his gaze towards the kitchen and said nonchalantly, "Let Feng Jihan come and take a look later. He's in charge of the power."

In the kitchen, Feng Jihan was competing with Tong Ming in cooking skills.

Feng Jihan skillfully stirred the wok and said proudly, "I've been cooking for your fourth brother for ten years. No one knows how to cook better than me!"

Tong Ming refused to give in: "Bullshit! I'm Omniscient, no one knows how to cook better than Omniscient!"

Cen Xun: “”

Zhou Mian: ""

Zhou Mian coughed lightly and forced himself to speak amid the background noise of the frying fire: "If it is confirmed that this is the thread of fate, what will you do?"

"Of course I'll destroy her." Cen Xun looked at Zhou Mian, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and suddenly smiled: "Why, Xiao Zhou, don't you want to see her die?"

Zhou Mian didn't know what to say. He looked down at the bloody words on the envelope. "She schemed against so many people, directly or indirectly causing their deaths. From their perspective, her death was indeed deserved. But after all, she saved me from the cold night and made many plans for my future. I think, at least, I shouldn't want her to die."

Cen Xun played with the red string and said meaningfully, "Xiao Zhou, you are more generous than I thought."

Zhou Mian looked up at Cen Xun. The new God of Dreams was wearing a simple white sweater. He was half-leaning lazily on the sofa, his long legs crossed, and his tied black hair was interspersed with gold threads. He was as beautiful as a dream.

Zhou Mian silently looked away. He was worried that if he looked at it for a few more seconds, he would not be able to look away.

The pursuit of beauty is human instinct. Although Zhou Mian is now a demigod, he still retains most of human habits.

"After twenty years of suffering, you forgave her just because she regretted it once and tried to mend the situation." Cen Xun shook his head, speculating maliciously, "Who knows if she wrote this letter on purpose?"

Cen Xun never hesitated to assume the greatest malice towards others, and even after becoming a god, this habit remained unchanged.

After playing with the red string for a while, Cen Xun glanced at Zhou Mian and said, "I'll give you an answer about the red string later."

Zhou Mian sat up straight, placed his hands on his knees, and nodded obediently.

The villa became very lively today, with strange monsters constantly arriving and filling the house.

The matter between the two worlds must eventually come to a conclusion. Cen Xun planned to gather all the core monsters together to discuss the matter in general. Somehow, he proposed to hold the meeting at home.

So now

Feng Jihan and Tong Ming were having a cooking competition in the kitchen, while he and Cen Xun sat in the living room chatting idly. Not long after, Qin Xiu came in holding his cat secretary. Seeing that he couldn't join the kitchen group, he had to join the chat group.

It was a bit awkward to just sit there, so Qin Xiu turned on the TV, hoping to use the background music to ease the atmosphere.

When switching channels, a piece of news popped up. It happened to be a report about corporate reform actions. After the people with special abilities lost their special abilities, these special groups no longer had any advantages over ordinary people. As the preferential clauses for people with special abilities entered the abolition process, the special ability families that rose to prominence because of the people with special abilities finally showed signs of decline.

At the same time, the higher-ups also took action, not only cracking down on these families, but also taking coercive measures against some illegal and monopolistic family businesses.

In the past, when people with special abilities were in power, there were always some gray areas. Now that the chaos has been curbed at the source, the higher-ups have immediately stepped up their efforts to clean up the mess.

Zhou Mian hugged Wu Sa and asked in surprise, "Is it because of the new leader? This new leader is much more decisive and quicker than the previous one."

In Zhou Mian's imagination, although those big families have declined, it would not be so quick and easy to deal with them.

"Oh, about this..." Cen Xun curled his lips slightly: "Maybe it's because I told them that if they don't do their job well and let me see something dirty, they will die."

Zhou Mian: ""

Yes, the two gods are watching. With such pressure, if you dare to bend the law for personal gain, you will be in great danger.

The news was still being broadcast. Zhou Mian heard the news about the Qin family and subconsciously took another look.

He still remembered that his mother abandoned him just to marry a young master from a branch of the Qin family.

Right now, all the major families are in trouble, and the Qin family is no exception. The police have uncovered many illegal activities among the Qin family members and related industries. The Qin family is like a monkey scattering when the tree falls, and is visibly declining.

Cen Xun asked Qin Xiu, "Have you ever interfered in the Qin family's affairs?"

Qin Xiu didn't deny it: "Yes."

He watched his family go to the end indifferently, without any fluctuation in his expression.

That rotten family nurtured the equally rotten him. It was like a meat grinder, crushing through countless people.

It is better to clean up rotten things as soon as possible.

Wusa jumped onto Qin Xiu's shoulder and meowed softly.

After a while, Wu Jin appeared at the door with great energy and went straight to the kitchen. Of course, he was not there to show off his cooking skills to his brothers, but to ask his sixth brother for some snacks.

After hearing Wu Jin's request, Tong Ming flew into a rage: "Get lost! There are no eyes for you to eat here!"

Wu Jin's starry eyes were filled with longing: "Really? Those crispy, bursting eyes. Please, Sixth Brother, I really want to eat them."

Tong Ming's face darkened: "If you don't get out of here, believe it or not, your Sixth Brother will make you eat the spatula!"

Wu Jin curled his lips and looked at Feng Jihan beside him. Just as he was about to say something, a feather was stuffed into his mouth.

Feng Jihan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ninth Brother, this is the only thing Fourth Sister-in-law has for you to eat, please don't despise it."

Wu Jin was so busy picking the feathers in his mouth that he didn't notice when Feng Jihan sent him out of the kitchen.

"Fourth sister-in-law is really nice about birds. She insisted on giving me some feathers to eat. Unfortunately, I don't like eating bird feathers." Wu Jin shook his head regretfully and asked Cen Xun sincerely, "Fourth brother, do you like eating feathers?"

Cen Xun looked at him lovingly: "It's been a few days since we last met, Lao Jiu. You seem to be smarter now."

"Haha, really? I think so too! I've just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division!"

Cen Xun: "Not bad."

Wu Jin was satisfied with the praise from his fourth brother. He took the remote control and switched to the children's channel before stopping. He was fascinated by the cartoon that was playing.

The chat group had no choice but to watch cartoons with him.

Wusa was also watching the cartoon with great interest, and would chat with Wu Jin about the plot from time to time. Zhou Mian suddenly remembered that he had brought freeze-dried food for Wusa, so he got up to get it.

When Yun Shiqing and Su Mingqi arrived, they saw a group of weirdos sitting together in the living room, discussing the stupid plot in the cartoon.

Yun Shiqing: ""

He looked up at the house number to confirm that it was the right place.

So why gather together to watch cartoons?

New team-building activity?

I walked in puzzled, only to find that the main people watching the cartoons were Wu Jin and Wu Sa. One was a ghost and the other was a cat, sharing the freeze-dried food with each other, watching with great interest.

Yun Shiqing felt that the sofa was almost full, so he looked towards the kitchen and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Cen Xun: "Let them both mess around. Sit down."

Su Mingqi spontaneously moved two stools over and sat down with Yun Shiqing.

The aroma coming from the kitchen became stronger and stronger. Yun Shiqing was actually a little confused. They were obviously here to discuss business. Was Cen Xun planning to talk about it at the dinner table?

Logically speaking, most of these people can no longer be called human beings and no longer need to eat. Eating is obviously unnecessary.

Why did Cen Xun organize a dinner party? Was it simply to create a happy family atmosphere?

Yun Shiqing thought so and asked.

Hearing this, Cen Xun's expression grew even colder, and he sneered, "You'll soon know the reason."

Indeed, Yun Shiqing found out the reason not long after.

He looked at the table full of dishes, his expression slowly stiffening.

Hot and sour potato shreds, beef stew with potatoes, stir-fried potato slices, braised potato cubes, stir-fried potatoes with green peppers and ham, and hash browns

Abbreviation: 108 ways to die from potatoes.

“Why all potatoes?”

Cen Xun looked coldly at Tong Ming, whose back had suddenly stiffened, and smiled, "Yeah, who on earth persuaded Lao Jiu to dig up all the potatoes from the field and give them to me?"

It would have been fine if the bag of potatoes had just been sent over, but Feng Jihan didn't want to waste food, so he cooked potatoes for Cen Xun in various ways.

Cen Xun called the other ghosts over simply because he wanted to drag them into the water and quickly finish this bag of weird potatoes.

"Tong Ming knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to say anything.

I have no objection to other ghosts. It’s okay to change the taste occasionally and try it.

At the dinner table, Cen Xun talked about the two worlds: "I discussed it with Feng Jihan, and from now on, the two worlds will continue to be bound together for the time being."

Qin Xiu caught the key word: "For now?"

Cen Xun said, "The monsters feed on human flesh and emotions. Until I find another way to feed them, they will continue to maintain the binding relationship between the two worlds."

"The way to cross the two worlds is still through the game 'Nightmare World'."

However, this time, Cen Xun will improve the safety of the nightmare world for human players and reduce the damage caused by the nightmare world to the human mind, body, and soul.

The new nightmare world is no longer a single player mission mode, but a diversified mode that integrates leisure, entertainment, competition and other elements.

"I will continue to keep Nightmare University as the first stop for players after entering the game."

Of course, players can also choose not to report to Nightmare University and learn about the nightmare world, but to explore the nightmare world on their own.

"In short, for humans in the real world, the nightmare world will become a holographic game with a higher degree of freedom."

This is Cen Xun’s future plan for the nightmare world. Compared with the previous situation of fighting to the death, humans and monsters now stay in their respective territories and get what they need through the game. This should be considered a good ending.

However, to determine whether it was feasible or not, Cen Xun planned to go to Odemir with Feng Jihan first to ask experienced gods before making further decisions.

After the dinner was over, this all-potato feast was successfully finished by everyone. Cen Xun was very satisfied. While Feng Jihan was clearing the dishes, he walked over and pinched his waist: "Do you still dare to make potatoes?"

Feng Jihan admitted his mistake in time: "My lord, I really won't dare to do it again!"

Seeing that no one was looking at this side, Cen Xun bullied the bird even more wantonly: "Show your wings."

Feng Jihan's eyes flickered, trying to make Cen Xun change his mind: "Wife"

"Hurry up, don't make me say it a second time."

When Cen Xun's bad temper flared up, he always kept his word and there was no room for maneuver. Feng Jihan had no choice but to release his wings. Cen Xun deliberately pinched the sensitive parts of his wings and rubbed them a few times, and Feng Jihan became a little unsteady.

Cen Xun seemed to laugh.

After discovering that Feng Jihan couldn't stand this, Cen Xun especially liked to play with him this way.

"Don't clean up, come with me upstairs first."

Feng Jihan took a breath and said, "This won't work, there are so many people here."

Cen Xun didn't listen and dragged him upstairs. Feng Jihan was pressed by Cen Xun in the dim room. He lowered his eyes and saw Cen Xun's approaching face.

His partner was incredibly passionate, and the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous. Feng Jihan was just considering whether to give in to him half-heartedly when the man who was about to kiss him suddenly lightly retreated, took out something, and said seriously, "Take a look, is this the thread of fate?"

Wh-what?

Feng Jihan was still a little dazed, staring at Cen Xun in confusion and disbelief. He had already prepared everything, and Cen Xun showed him this?

"What were you thinking about just now?" Cen Xun said with a half-smile: "There are so many people downstairs, you don't want to do it with me here, little slut."

Feng Jihan: ""

What does it mean to throw dirty water and slander? This is what people like Cen Xun are talking about.

This was not the first or second time Feng Jihan had been toyed with like this, so he had no choice but to hold his anger and prepare to settle the score with Cen Xun later.

Feng Jihan took the red thread from Cen Xun's hand and quickly identified its source: "It's the thread of her destiny. Why do you still have a piece left?"

Logically speaking, the thread of fate should have been shattered and completely dissipated.

Cen Xun briefly mentioned the entanglement between Zhou Mian and Jiang Chen: "Xiao Zhou seems to want to save [Destiny] very much. Do you think there is still a possibility of her resurrection?"

Feng Jihan pondered and said, "It is possible to save him, but it is not easy."

"How is it difficult?"

"Jiang Chen's power has completely dissipated, and only a small piece of her destiny thread remains. It will probably take hundreds of years for this small piece of thread to grow again." Feng Jihan simply summarized: "It will take time."

Cen Xun didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Feng Jihan couldn't help but be curious: "Xiao Zhou hopes that [Destiny] can come back to life, what about you? What do you think?"

Cen Xun narrowed his eyes: "Me? I don't have any ideas."

"For me, my grudge with her ended the moment I returned her fate to the world and completely defeated her." Cen Xun said calmly, "She schemed against me and threatened me with you. I also took her life. We are even now."

"She was able to retain a small thread of destiny and survive. That was her own good fortune."

A bit of kindness from many years ago finally became a glimmer of hope for resurrection. To put it in a mysterious way, it can also be said that fate has its own arrangement.

Feng Jihan took Cen Xun's hand and said softly, "Then tell Xiao Zhou to take this red string with him and go out for a walk more often."

As you meet more people, this small thread of fate will become intertwined with the fate of others. In this way, Jiang Chen's thread of fate can also be woven into the fate of the world.

If this goes on for a long time, gradually, a web of destiny that belongs only to Jiang Chen can be woven.

Cen Xun hummed, and reluctantly replied, "Okay, since she sent you to me."

Feng Jihan felt soft-hearted after hearing this, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss his lips, and then kiss his face, sticking to him endlessly, so he got the malicious evaluation of "little slut" from Cen Xun again.

Feng Jihan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and decided to let Cen Xun see the power of the "little bird" at night.

The author has something to say:

What! You asked why Lao Wu and Lao Ba were not here?

The answer is that the fifth child is socially anxious and withdraws when there are many people around. He squats quietly in the corner like a ghost. The eighth child has no physical body and ate the cyber potato feast. [No]

One more chapter of daily life, then I will start writing the extra chapter about ten years and coming of age ceremony.

As for the extra chapters about Qin Xiu and Wusa, the players' experience of entering the new nightmare world, and the main CP's relationship with the succubus world, I'll put them all in the bonus chapters for everyone to watch for free [heart]