CHAPTER 50

Less than an hour later, the young soldier returned, panting, to report to the slightly older soldier.

Sheng Qing saw the two talking quietly at the corner of the corridor from afar, glancing at him from time to time, their expressions neither pleasant nor relaxed.

Sheng Qing speculated that Reid's status in this world was probably similar to Sheng Zhilin's status in Jin Guo City, and that most people would try to curry favor with him.

Sheng Qing searched almost the entire overgrown area but found no secret passages or mechanisms. The young soldier was left behind, ostensibly to follow Sheng Qing's orders, but in reality, he took it upon himself to monitor Reid.

Sheng Qing had no intention of investigating why Reid was here playing this game with a group of people, but since Reid's words still carried some weight and he didn't seem to care about his own behavior, how could he miss such an opportunity?

Even in a fictional world, the pain felt is real, and Sheng Qing doesn't want to stand by and watch his compatriots suffer persecution.

It seems there's no longer such a rush to leave.

Sheng Qing got up, brushed the weeds and dirt off his clothes, and swaggered with the others to the canteen for lunch. He wasn't in a hurry to eat, but instead found a high spot, sat down, and observed the girls and women eating.

Sheng Qing looked around, but didn't see the two women who had tried to hurt him. Could it be that he was really locked up because of him?

The old woman in the black robe spotted Sheng Qing and, with an angry expression, wanted to teach her a lesson, but stopped in her tracks when she caught sight of the unfriendly-looking young soldier.

Sheng Qing clearly heard a soft curse.

"Granny, are you scolding me?" Sheng Qing got up and walked straight towards the nanny with a smile on her face.

"You!" The old woman spat out a single word in anger, glanced quickly at the soldiers following Sheng Qing, shut her mouth obediently, and turned to leave without looking back.

"Halt! Didn't you hear the officer asking you a question?" the soldier shouted sharply, his tone slightly weak when he said "officer."

Sheng Qing chuckled. What did she do to deserve becoming an officer?

"No, I didn't," the old woman tried to explain.

Sheng Qing turned his gaze to the girls watching the play. Several of them looked gloating, clearly having suffered quite a bit under the nanny's thumb.

Sheng Qing, taking advantage of the situation, chose an empty seat and sat down, looking completely at ease. On the surface, he was watching the old woman get her comeuppance, but in reality, he was secretly looking for someone to lead the rebellion.

Sheng Qing is simply not cut out for it. Rather than forcing it, it's better to leave it to someone who is good at it.

Lunch ended hastily, and Sheng Qing pretended to have nothing to do in the afternoon. Except for a few places guarded by soldiers where he had no permission, he managed to wander around the convent.

At dinner, Sheng Qing found a new nanny in the cafeteria to nitpick, and the same show that happened at noon was staged again.

Reid seemed to genuinely disregard her, completely abandoning her. As darkness fell, Sheng Qing returned to her small room, quickly washed up, and went to bed to rest.

The drama of provoking the nun needs to be staged a few more times, partly to test the tolerance of these people towards her, and partly to send a message to the girls in the convent, waiting for those with ulterior motives to take the bait.

It was a long day. Sheng Qing's eyelids grew heavy, and soon her breathing became regular and rhythmic.

Sheng Qing had many strange dreams. While she was sleeping soundly, she vaguely felt the bracelet on her left wrist getting hot and cold, and unconsciously turned over.

Wait a minute? Why is the bed so wide and soft? I didn't fall off the bed after I rolled over. I was so sleepy that I closed my eyes and tried to roll over again.

Good heavens, why did she hear a breathing sound that wasn't hers?

She only managed to turn over halfway before forcing herself to open her eyes and see what was beside her. The drowsiness had already vanished completely.

"What are you doing here?" Sheng Qing pulled the blanket haphazardly over herself. No, this feel is not something a small nunnery could afford.

"How did I get here?" Sheng Qing blinked, making sure she wasn't dreaming. "Reid, what trick are you playing?"

That's right, without realizing it, Sheng Qing ended up in bed with Reid, who seemed completely unfazed.

“I told you before, running away won’t help,” Reed said calmly. “You won’t be leaving this place until you’ve stayed for three months. Alright, don’t disturb my sleep.”

"You can actually sleep?" Sheng Qing was surprised to hear this.

"Why can't I sleep?" Reed suddenly became interested, sat up, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, several lamps turned on, instantly brightening the room that had been filled with moonlight.

Sheng Qing was wide awake and immediately noticed the unidentified object on Reid's right wrist. "What's that?"

Reed did not answer.

Sheng Qing leaned closer, looked up and asked, "Let me see?" Without waiting for an answer, he lifted his sleeve, revealing a familiar bracelet with three letters engraved on it: RED.

"Are you also trapped here? You also have to stay for three months before you can leave?"

"No comment." Reid brushed Sheng Qing's hand away, his sleeve covering the bracelet again.

"Tch, if you don't know, you don't know. Why pretend?" Sheng Qing sat up straight and said disdainfully.

"Are you looking for death?" Reed looked displeased, leaning forward with his right fist slightly clenched.

“We’re in the same boat, so let’s not hide anything,” Sheng Qing reasoned. “Share the news; you want to leave this awful place as soon as possible, right?”

Sheng Qing found Ruide strange; his temper had become much milder, and he didn't resort to violence at the slightest disagreement as he used to. Was he being restrained by something?

In addition, her temperament seems to have changed a lot. Although she still looks cold, her behavior has obviously become gentler.

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Reed said menacingly.

"Fine, I won't share then." Sheng Qing covered her head and face with the blanket and lay back down. "Turn off the light and go to sleep."

Silently raising his left wrist, the OFRED logo on the bracelet had two numbers flashing faintly: 89.

If she really had to stay for the full three months, she didn't want to fall out with the most influential person in the world on the very first day.

Sheng Qing hadn't heard anyone lying down on her, so she quietly opened her eyes and saw that Reid was lying on the sofa not far away, holding a blanket.

What does this mean?

I haven't even complained about you yet, and you've already put on airs?

...

That's enough.

As dawn broke, Sheng Qing quickly changed into some clean clothes in her room and then rushed to the convent to put on a show of making things difficult for the nuns.

The young soldier was waiting outside the dormitory early on, casting a questioning look at Sheng Qing, who had come from outside and was wearing ill-fitting clothes.

Today's acting skills need improvement. Next time, you can provoke her by being unreasonable, and you can also change the location. For example, you can make a high-profile appearance during the morning meeting and embarrass her.

I want to see what the person behind this is planning.

Sheng Qing lay down on the bed without closing her eyes, intending to stay awake and see how she was transformed into a living person and placed in Reid's bed.

Tick-tock!

As the clock struck twelve at midnight, the bracelet warmed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, Sheng Qing and Rui De appeared on that familiar, soft, and spacious bed.

So Reed was also forced to appear here?

That so-called supreme authority is nothing more than a show for outsiders.

"Damn it!" Reed cursed as he saw the person in front of him.

Unexpectedly, his reaction was even stronger than hers. Sheng Qing looked at him suspiciously: "Do you know something?"

"Believe it or not, I'll kill her!" Reed glared fiercely at Sheng Qing as he spoke, but besides the surging killing intent in his eyes, there were also some complex emotions that were hard to describe.

"Who are you talking to?" Sheng Qingchao moved away from Reid.

"Shut up!" Reed was still struggling with something on his own.

"Are you really not going to share the information?" Sheng Qing pressed on, unwilling to give up, hoping to get something for nothing.

“Damn Blake!” Reed finally relented.

"Is it related to Blake? What did he do?" Sheng Qingfei quickly replied.

"How dare you ask?" Reid's eyes seemed to want to grind Sheng Qing to dust.

I feel like I'm possessed by some kind of demon or monster.

But that was all. No matter how much Shengqing pressed for answers, Reid remained silent, turned off the lights, and silence was the Cambridge of the night.

This largely predictable drama played out for over a week, and Sheng Qing gradually came to accept the absurd rules of this world.

The convent still hadn't found the right person to step forward, and Rhett gradually figured out the pattern: as long as the distance didn't exceed ten meters, he wouldn't be suddenly forced to approach.

Well water doesn't interfere with river water, and they live in peace.

Health is the foundation of everything, and Sheng Qing started thinking about how to teach these girls some martial arts moves. It wouldn't hurt whether they tried to escape or resist later. Sheng Qing even considered taking everyone away together once they found a way to leave.

Needless to say, anyone who heard this idea would laugh at them.

“But if you don’t have a healthy body and give birth to sickly children for those important people, can you take responsibility?” Sheng Qing tried to consider the issue from the nanny’s perspective.

Sure enough, the old woman began to think about it seriously.

"The adults are already complaining about why my belly hasn't shown any signs of labor yet. Is it because of the terrible living conditions and food here?" Sheng Qing began to make up a story.

"Is that so?" The old woman's expression turned serious as she looked Sheng Qing up and down.

With the tacit approval of adults, they were so tolerant of Sheng Qing. They could act recklessly about everything else, but the purpose of procreation could not be slandered.

The atmosphere became heavy.

Oh no, it seems I might have dug my own grave.

Fortunately, the nanny only arranged for a doctor to give Sheng Qing a full examination, and the conclusion was that he was in good health. Then he was forcibly sent back to Reed's manor as soon as possible.

Of course, Sheng Qing didn't lose out either; at least the health of the nuns received attention, and before leaving, he saw several more doctors arrive.

When they returned to the manor, it was still early. After learning the location of the huge library from the servants, Sheng Qing headed straight there.

His elemental powers were forbidden, but why could Reid still use them normally?

If you ask him directly, he's unlikely to reveal the reason.

Could there be some unexpected surprises here? Even if we can't restore the use of elemental power, could there be any clues related to the forbidden techniques and secret arts that Meng Yunxi mentioned before?

The heavy doors of the library creaked from years of neglect, and a peering gaze seemed to linger from within, vanishing the moment the sunlight touched them.

It was a bit cold, and there was a lack of human presence. Sheng Qing tightened his robe and tentatively took a step forward. The large lamp hanging overhead emitted a dim light, and the lamp in his hand suddenly flickered.

As the stacks of bookshelves came into view, Sheng Qing's mind was instantly switched on, and the world became extremely quiet.

She grabbed a book from the nearest bookshelf, and as her fingertips touched the pages, a buzzing sound of electricity filled the air, followed by a sharp pain that sent shivers down her spine. In a panic, Sheng Qing flung the book away, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

It's just a book, yet it's covered in thorns?

Sheng Qing refused to believe it, crouched down, and slowly approached, only to feel the stinging pain again.

No way, it really has thorns!

Sheng Qing suddenly had a brilliant idea. He tried to draw out the spiritual energy and slowly touch it again. Surprisingly, he was able to get it into his hand intact.

"What are you doing here?" A cold voice rang out, the owner of which seemed to have been disturbed by Sheng Qing's sudden intrusion.