Chapter 130, Chapter Thirty-One: The Lost Manor
Li Yufei rolled around on the bed.
She reached out and touched around, but there was no one there. She closed her eyes, frowned, and touched around again.
Still no one.
Unable to find Cheng Yuzhou no matter what she did, her dazed mind processed for a moment before she slowly opened her eyes.
She recalled a vague memory: it seemed that Cheng Yuzhou had called her to wake up for mass, but she had scolded him and left while half-asleep.
I didn't go to bed until 2 a.m. yesterday. Who can get up that early?
Li Yufei sat on the bed for a while, feeling dizzy, sleepy and hungry. After a quick wash, she went to find Cheng Yuzhou to find something to eat.
She soon discovered that, apart from her, everyone in the entire manor had gotten up.
She walked past the chapel and, through the window, saw people sitting neatly inside.
The people inside noticed her and looked surprised, like a high school senior who had seen a classmate who was a classmate late.
Li Yufei crouched down and walked forward. She wasn't there; Cheng Yuzhou was actually sitting in the first row.
Good heavens, who would sit in the front row? Luckily, they don't have classes together in college.
The mass was about to end in less than fifteen minutes. She walked forward, intending to say hello to Cheng Yuzhou. On the way, she suddenly met Song Xiaona's eyes.
Song Xiaona, who was sitting in her seat, immediately raised her hand to her.
Li Yufei was puzzled, but then she saw her quickly write a few large characters and hold them up for her to see:
[Go out immediately]
I'll talk to you alone.
She held up the notebook, glanced at Cheng Yuzhou in the first row in front of her, and shook her head, indicating that Cheng Yuzhou should not know about this.
Li Yufei raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then agreed.
She looked around and decided to wait for Song Xiaona under the statue in the town square.
That's the center of the commercial street. After we finish talking, she can go straight to buy breakfast.
Li Yufei stood under the statue, making her very conspicuous; Song Xiaona could spot her at a glance.
The summer sun rises early; by eight o'clock, it's already scorching hot. Li Yufei hides in the shadows of Psyche and Eros, listlessly flipping through the photos she had edited yesterday.
It's a real shame that such beautiful pictures can't be shared with everyone.
Yesterday, the ant said that the higher the faith value, the stronger the goddess's power, and the more prosperous the territory will be.
Even wheelchair shops have sprung up; I wonder if they'll ever have internet access in the future.
Having slept too little, Li Yufei was a bit listless. She was tired of standing, so she leaned against the stone tablet in front of the statue for a while.
Out of the corner of my eye, something suddenly flashed.
She turned her head and found a card in the gap between the stone tablet and Psyche.
As the sun shone at an angle, the laser film on the card refracted into colorful iridescent light.
Li Yufei peered down at the stone tablet, and the more she looked, the more familiar the card seemed.
"What are you doing?" A female voice suddenly came from behind.
Li Yufei turned around and saw Song Xiaona walking towards her alone.
"There's something here," Li Yufei called to her. "Come and take a look."
"What?" Song Xiaona looked down.
Upon seeing this, she suddenly looked up and met Li Yufei's gaze.
"It's a divine tablet!" She immediately went around to the side of the stone tablet. "Quickly find a branch to hook it out."
“You go,” Li Yufei said, crossing her arms. “I found the cards, you go find the tree branch.”
Song Xiaona didn't have time to waste with Li Yufei, so she quickly gave her instructions and went to find some tree branches.
The two men, one looking from above and the other using a branch to pry open the shrine from below, worked together to get it out of the narrow crevice.
Blowing away the dirt, the two huddled together to examine the talisman hidden in the crevice.
“Athena,” Song Xiaona said.
"Whose is it?" Li Yufei asked.
After a moment's thought, Li Yufei said, "I remember a few people said they lost their cards, were they theirs?"
"No, none of those people took Athena."
"Who else could it be? There are only a few of them."
Song Xiaona suddenly looked up, "Something's not right..."
Li Yufei was startled by the sharp glint in her eyes: "What's wrong?"
“There are more than just a few people!” Song Xiaona looked at her. “The initial number of tourists was more than 64. People have died here!”
Li Yufei exclaimed in shock: "You mean...this is T's relic?"
“I…” Song Xiaona paused, then quickly put the cards into her pocket and said in a low voice, “I’ll talk about it later.”
Following her gaze, Li Yufei turned around and saw Cheng Yuzhou appearing in the distance.
The Mass ended after eight o'clock.
"I'm leaving now. Don't tell Cheng Yuzhou about this." He was walking towards them. Song Xiaona didn't have time to explain further, only hurriedly instructing him, "He's deliberately keeping his distance from me, so it's difficult for me to get in touch with you. Come find me if you have the chance."
“No,” Li Yufei said in surprise, “He’s not a cat, why do you have to hide from him every time you see him?”
“I can’t explain it to you right now. I can only tell you that he’s not as innocent as you think.” Song Xiaona frowned. “You must be careful around him. If he asks me what he wanted to talk to you about, just say that I reminded you to be wary of him, but you don’t believe me at all. Understand?”
"What?" Li Yufei was completely confused.
But Song Xiaona's expression was more serious than ever before, and Li Yufei compromised: "Fine, that's how it is."
No sooner had Song Xiaona left than Cheng Yuzhou arrived.
"Feifei, why did you come down?" He raised the Covenant to shield her from the sun.
It takes about 20 minutes for sunscreen to form a film. She was still asleep when he left, and now she's here. Either she didn't apply sunscreen, or the sunscreen hasn't taken effect yet.
She wasn't wearing makeup, so the former is more likely.
"I'm hungry." Li Yufei hadn't applied sunscreen; she planned to have breakfast and then go back to sleep.
"Let's go eat." Cheng Yuzhou held the "Holy Covenant" over her head and walked with her towards the shopping street.
On the way, he looked back at Song Xiaona as she walked away, "Why is she here?"
Just as Song Xiaona had predicted, he did ask.
Li Yufei paused for a moment, then followed Song Xiaona's version of events and said, "She advised me to be careful around you."
This was indeed something Song Xiaona might say. Cheng Yuzhou's eyes darkened slightly: "Why would she say that?"
“How would I know? She ran away as soon as she saw you, without even having a chance to say anything,” Li Yufei analyzed. “She probably thought you weren’t alive, that you were different from us. Hasn’t she always liked to exclude and isolate people?”
When the topic turned to bad things about Song Xiaona, Li Yufei immediately woke up. She took Cheng Yuzhou's arm, snuggled into his arms, and whispered to him, "Let me tell you, back then there was a kindergarten in our neighborhood, wasn't there?"
“That kindergarten only accepts children from within the villa area. Outsiders have to pay a sponsorship fee to get in. You know how outrageous she is—if a child isn’t from the neighborhood, she’ll bring a group of people over and interrogate them about where they live and why they’re there. She just looks down on people.”
Cheng Yuzhou had actually heard about this more than once. Ever since he sided with Li Yufei and openly turned against Song Xiaona, Li Yufei had been keen to share with him all the bad things Song Xiaona had done.
No matter how many times she tells a story, she does so with great enthusiasm and passion.
For some reason, her other boyfriends always liked to make excuses for Song Xiaona, telling her not to be so petty—ha, it's easy for them to say that when they're not in her shoes.
Only Cheng Yuzhou, who had been beaten and knew the pain, could share her hatred of the enemy, making Li Yufei's story even more interesting.
“I understand.” Cheng Yuzhou handed her the vinegar bottle. “That’s why I’ve always wanted you to have no contact with her.”
Li Yufei blinked.
During our hurried conversation just now, Song Xiaona seemed to have said something like, "He's deliberately keeping his distance from me; it's difficult for me to get in touch with you."
At the time, Li Yufei didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. It was perfectly normal for Cheng Yuzhou to be wary of Song Xiaona; she was the one who was wary of her too.
Now that Cheng Yuzhou has explained it, she understands his actions even better.
"I don't want to have any contact with her either, but in this weird... special place, she's the only person I know, so I can't just not talk to her at all."
“It was quite chaotic before, but now the situation is gradually becoming clearer, and we roughly know how to survive here.” Cheng Yuzhou reminded her intentionally or unintentionally, “Feifei, we don’t actually need to force ourselves to cooperate with her all the time. She is capable of protecting herself, and I won’t let you get into danger.”
This is the truth. Li Yufei also noticed that Song Xiaona has started to frequently interact with other people these past two days.
She's always looked down on her; she's probably gone to network with so-called smart people and collaborate with them.
“I know,” Li Yufei said, “I’m not going to put up with your enthusiasm. I’m even more annoyed with her than you are.”
Cheng Yuzhou smiled and said, "Yeah, don't worry about her. The soup is getting cold."
Breakfast was far more important than Song Xiaona, so Li Yufei quickly started eating. While they ate, Cheng Yuzhou said, "By the way, Feifei, there's something I want to tell you."
Li Yufei lowered her head to drink her soup, tucked a stray strand of hair that was about to slip into the bowl, and looked up at him from above the bowl: Hmm?
Cheng Yuzhou wiped his hands and opened "The Covenant".
"My faith value has suddenly increased by 1 point."
"You attended morning mass, huh?" That's not surprising.
“No,” Cheng Yuzhou shook his head, “it’s one more point added in addition to the morning mass.”
"Huh?"
Cheng Yuzhou lowered his voice, "I guess this is the profit from the wheelchair shop."
Li Yufei was stunned.
“I didn’t do anything special; the only variable was that wheelchair shop,” Cheng Yuzhou said. “Whether it’s a ‘shop’ or a ‘territory,’ generating revenue is logical.”
Realizing what he was saying, Li Yufei covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "Is this something that happens every day?"
Cheng Yuzhou shook his head, "We'll know in a few more days."
"My God, Cheng Yuzhou, what kind of money god body do you have?" Li Yufei exclaimed incredulously. "You were so good at making money when you were alive, and you're still making money even after you're dead. If you really make 1 point a day, that's 30 points a month, and 365 more points a year than others! If you could be the sun or cheese twice more, that would be 1000 points! Can't you share half of your physique with me?"
Cheng Yuzhou frowned. "Feifei, what's mine is yours."
Why is it that brainwashing on this point always fails?
Li Yufei paused for a moment, then nodded as if suddenly realizing something: "That's right, what's yours is mine. That's great! If only there were a bank here, we could save up the points our shop earns. Even if it only earns a fraction of an inch of interest, it would add up to a lot of money over time!"
Cheng Yuzhou narrowed his eyes.
He was quite certain that Li Yufei had no idea about the approximate range of the benchmark interest rate while he was alive.
She had absolutely no concept of interest rates.
But now, she accurately reported "a fraction of a percent".
Although Cheng Yuzhou cannot leave the manor, he can still use the electronic devices within it. According to his understanding, since the beginning of this year, the deposit interest rates of major banks have generally fallen below 1%, entering the era of zero interest rates.
Thinking of her will, which instructed him to sell his funds before she went to confession, Cheng Yuzhou felt a pang of bitterness and pain in his heart.
He was too abstract and idealistic when he was young.
Before building this estate, he should have prepared a trust fund for her.
Fortunately, he met her again.
Within this manor, he would never let her worry about those trivial mundane matters.
Li Yufei was still enthusiastically flipping through Cheng Yuzhou's "The Covenant," looking back and forth at the glittering gold numbers, much like she was looking at a couple's savings account.
“Since we can’t leave for the time being, we need to make a good plan.” She told Cheng Yuzhou, “For daily expenses, we’ll use your account; my account is a savings account that only deposits and doesn’t withdraw, used to hedge against risks and for retirement, um… and maybe later for the children, but it’s absolutely not to be touched.”
Cheng Yuzhou was taken aback: "...The child?"
“I meant ‘maybe.’” Li Yufei closed the Covenant. “Although Song Xiaona slandered you yesterday, saying you mentioned the hospital because I was about to give birth, who can predict the future? What if I really am pregnant? Anyway, don’t touch this book, understand?”
Cheng Yuzhou pursed his lips.
child……
Is it his and Yufei's child?
He had never thought about this matter, and he rarely even thought about intimate contact with Li Yufei. Whenever the topic came up, he couldn't help but despise himself and fear that his dirty thoughts had tainted her.
But now, Li Yufei has brought up the child herself.
The concept was too unfamiliar and carried a negative connotation that Cheng Yuzhou found repulsive, leaving him unsure how to react.
He needs to take some time to think about the child.
Li Yufei took a bite of a fried dumpling when suddenly an announcement came over the loudspeaker—
"Please proceed to the castle chapel in one hour. Please be punctual and do not be late."
It's Song Xiaona's voice.
Li Yufei's jaw froze as she suddenly remembered the meeting she was supposed to attend that morning.
She can't go back to sleep.
Her emotions were fully displayed on her beautiful face. Cheng Yuzhou smiled and said, "If you believe me, I'll go to the meeting in your place."
This statement is intriguing; he deliberately added the phrase "you believe me" before it.
Li Yufei was initially unable to perceive these subtle emotions, but Song Xiaona had just reminded her not to trust Cheng Yuzhou too much.
He spoke in a joking tone, but his eyes were fixed on her.
Ugh. I can't stand these delicate and fragile glass flowers.
“What does this have to do with whether I believe you or not?” Li Yufei pouted. “I’ll go listen first, and if it’s all nonsense, then I’ll leave.”
Cheng Yuzhou lowered his eyes.
The central theme of this meeting had already been decided, and regardless of the outcome, people would still be there. He didn't want Li Yufei to waste her time and energy on pointless struggles.
“Okay,” he said. “If you’re sleepy, go back first, and I’ll record it for you.”
Li Yufei thought it was okay.
Li Yufei thought this meeting was actually quite good.
Song Xiaona borrowed a computer from a staff member at the scenic area and created a diagrammatic introduction to the card skills for each card. She printed it out and distributed it to the 13 group leaders, who circulated it among themselves. She also included a price list of all the items currently available in the manor based on their faith value.
Before the holy war, she printed out a map of the manor for everyone. "With this information, I have shared all the currently known intelligence with everyone."
Seeing this clear and concise information, no one can help but admire Song Xiaona's efficiency and competence.
"Ms. Song, you've worked so hard." "I'm so sorry, you did so much while we were resting."
Song Xiaona shook her head, "It's all for the sake of leaving, so information sharing is the way to go."
She added, "Today's meeting is intended to be a brainstorming session. Starting with me, anyone who has an idea can stand up and share it."
Song Xiaona had shown such hard work and sincerity that no one would object to her wanting to chair the meeting. "Okay." "No problem."
"Okay, thank you."
Dean pushed a whiteboard from the scenic area's office over, and Song Xiaona uncapped her pen and wrote on it, "First of all, I must mention last night's dance."
"Let me tell you first what the little box that Zheng Jianbin, Brother Wang, and I got from the ants is."
Yesterday, in addition to Cheng Yuzhou, who won first place and a shop, the top three also received a prize: a box each.
Song Xiaona opened the box and showed it to everyone: "It's millet."
"Millet?" "What's it used for?" "Do you eat it?"
Amid the clamor of discussion, someone quickly said, "Is it millet mixed with poppies?"
“That’s right.” Song Xiaona nodded. “In the original version, Psyche went to Aphrodite to find her husband, and Aphrodite gave Psyche three impossible trials; while in the Covenant, Eros begged Aphrodite in order to make Psyche immortal, and then received three trials.”
"Regardless of the version or the reason, the three trials given by Aphrodite are the same."
Song Xiaona wrote on the whiteboard:
1. Pick out the millet mixed in with the poppies.
2. Shear the golden wool from the fierce sheep.
3. Obtain the beauty of the Queen of the Underworld.
Before she finished writing, someone asked, "So, does that mean the top three winners will get wool and beauty?"
"What do grown men need beauty for?"
After a brief burst of laughter, Song Xiaona spoke up, "Wool and beauty may indeed be the spoils of war later."
"I have no idea how to use the millet. Perhaps, like faith power and divine tokens, it requires encountering a demon to trigger its effect."
"This is just a brief introduction. What I really want to mention is the other reward the winner will receive." Song Xiaona's gaze pointed to Cheng Yuzhou in his seat.
"The criteria for determining the top three are still unclear, but the most intuitive one is probably the ranking of faith points gained in the holy war."
"I'd like to hear everyone's thoughts on the reward of the right to use the territory for the champion."
“That’s great,” came the reply from below. “Thanks to Mr. Zheng’s shop, it’s much more convenient for us to get around now.”
"Yes, this mechanism is quite good. In the future, everyone can open a store for whatever they need."
An old man with a local accent said, "Once the faith value goes up a bit more, we might be able to build airplanes and cannons, which would make things much easier for us."
The young girls behind them laughed: "Let's not dream about that anymore. Let's be more realistic and open a quiet bar or a gym."
"Then why not open an arcade?"
“OK, that’s enough.” Song Xiaona made a pause gesture. “'The future,' 'gym,' 'game room'—we’ve been trapped for less than 10 full days. Before this mechanism came out, everyone was eager to leave. Why is it that after this mechanism came out, in just one night, everyone started imagining how they would live here in the future?”
Everyone fell silent.
After a moment, someone said, "That's not exactly how it is, it's just talk." "Yeah, of course we want to leave."
“No, I think people don’t realize the seriousness of the situation at all,” Song Xiaona said solemnly. “It’s not just that people are starting to imagine their future lives, but now, without any coercion, everyone is consciously attending Mass on time.”
“This is a terrifying thing.” She frowned. “In just a few days, our minds have been completely transformed by this manor, and we are consciously and willingly acting according to the will of the manor.”
"Everyone, think about it carefully. Isn't our initial state very different from our current state?"
“If this taming effect can be achieved in ten days, then in less than two months, we will become pure fanatics just like those workers on the street.”
"Here, I would like to ask everyone not to forget our original intention, and not to forget that my purpose is to leave."
After she finished speaking, her words were firm and earnest, the chapel fell silent.
In the silence, Cheng Yuzhou turned his head and whispered to Li Yufei, "Feifei."
"Um?"
"Can I talk to Song Xiaona?"
"Huh?" Li Yufei was so engrossed in Song Xiaona's speech that she didn't react for a moment.
Cheng Yuzhou further inquired, "We agreed beforehand that I wouldn't say a single word to Song Xiaona."
"..." Li Yufei waved her hand speechlessly, "Go ahead and say it."
Cheng Yuzhou smiled and silently thanked her.
"So, has Miss Song found a breakthrough regarding how to leave?" he asked in the silence.
“I didn’t,” Song Xiaona retorted without hesitation, “so I actively searched for all helpful materials and information, rather than thinking about what kind of store I would enjoy the most.”
“Your abilities are evident to all, and we are very grateful to you. But I still stand by what I said yesterday: everyone’s ability to withstand pressure is different,” Cheng Yuzhou said. “When even you have no clue what to do, desperately creating tension is of no use.”
Haste makes waste. Efforts without a clear direction are not worth advocating.
"So your idea is to just sit around and wait to die?" Song Xiaona laughed angrily. "Did the direction fall from the sky? Don't we need to find it ourselves?"
"Let's start from reality, Ms. Song. How much clear understanding do you have of these current paranormal phenomena?"
What are you trying to say?
"What I'm trying to say is that nobody knows what the situation is right now. To put it bluntly, what makes you so sure there's a way to leave?"
Everyone was taken aback.
The inability to leave is the current situation, and it is also a deep-seated worry for everyone.
When Cheng Yuzhou presented this result, everyone fell silent.
Song Xiaona said in a deep voice, "It's only been ten days, how can you be so sure it's not there? Do you know something inside?"
Her gaze followed Li Yufei beside Cheng Yuzhou, and when she saw the hesitation on Li Yufei's face, Song Xiaona felt a chill in her heart.
Starting yesterday, Li Yufei became less anxious. She began to put on makeup, take photos, and have fun, as if she had accepted her fate of staying here.
That must mean that Cheng Yuzhou had dissuaded her from leaving, telling her that there was no hope of getting out.
However, it is still impossible to determine whether his words are true or false.
"I don't know the inside story; I only see the current situation," Cheng Yuzhou said calmly. "We've searched the entire manor; have we found even a single clue to how we escaped?"
"Just because we couldn't find it before, does that mean we have to give up?"
“I don’t think that way. We’re on the same page when it comes to taking action. What I disagree with is the constant tension,” Cheng Yuzhou said. “Want a gym or an arcade? What’s wrong with that? When you can’t leave, creating a comfortable living environment for yourself is only human nature. What’s wrong with that? Does one have to be starving and freezing to be considered sensible?”
"Don't you think this manor is like a breeding ground, using abundant resources and a bright future to corrupt everyone's motivation to escape?" Song Xiaona said sharply. "Like a giant corporation, it has established a clear promotion system, making everyone believe that as long as they follow its rules, diligently attend Mass, diligently preach, and diligently become a devout believer, they can eat lavish meals, live in luxury houses, and even open shops to improve their lives—such blatant empty promises have already captivated many people. Isn't that something to be wary of?"
"Then what can you change?" Cheng Yuzhou asked. "While you're blaming everyone for attending Mass on time, didn't you attend yourself? Regardless of your reasons for attending, it doesn't negate one fact—"
"At this stage, we can only abide by the rules here."
Song Xiaona pursed her lips.
This is a fact, and there is no denying it.
For now, they have to abide by the rules here; they have to act according to the will of the manor.
This is why Song Xiaona felt extremely anxious.
She watched helplessly as she embarked on the path of supernatural tales, unable to turn back or deviate from the track.
It's no different from watching yourself walk towards the guillotine.
Cheng Yuzhou sighed, "We don't know where we are or what the future holds. In a completely unknown and dangerous situation, I think the first goal is not to leave, but to survive."
He turned to face the crowd and said, “Everyone, I understand your desire to go home, but if you act rashly and recklessly, leading to an irreversible tragedy, you will lose the chance to leave completely.”
"Over the past ten days, we've made every effort and tried every possible method. Now that things have come to this point, even if we're reluctant, I suggest we prepare ourselves mentally for the possibility that we may never be able to leave. This is the worst possible outcome, but it's also the most likely one."
"When we can't change the outcome, at least we can change ourselves and try to look at everything here with a positive and optimistic attitude."
"Only by surviving can there be hope."
“Survive.” Song Xiaona sneered. “What does it mean to be alive? Is it still considered alive if we become like those workers on the street? If we don’t hurry up and find a way out, we might not even be human anymore, just walking corpses.”
“There’s no point in arguing like this,” Cheng Yuzhou said. “If you have any way to leave, please state it directly, and we will cooperate fully.”
This is precisely Song Xiaona's Achilles' heel; she has no solution.
“I have two ideas now,” she said. “First, to resist the manor’s brainwashing, after every mass and prayer, we should say ‘I want to go home.’”
"Second, eliminate all the priest ants."
"Are you sure it will work?" Cheng Yuzhou retorted. "There were more than nine ants at yesterday's ball."
“But this is the only thing we can try,” Song Xiaona said. “Besides, as everyone has seen, ants won’t appear during the holy war, so they won’t help us at all, and their deaths won’t make any difference.”
"How can you be so sure that losing the ants won't result in any loss after only ten days?"
This is the third time Cheng Yuzhou has opposed killing ants.
Song Xiaona narrowed her eyes. "I don't understand why you always disagree with this matter."
Cheng Yuzhou frowned. "The ants are on our side, kill them..." "Wait, wait," Song Xiaona interrupted him, sharply questioning, "'On our side'? We are humans, when have humans ever been on the same side as ants?"
"Don't be so nitpicky about the words, okay?" Li Yufei couldn't help but chime in.
Song Xiaona sneered, "I'm just too surprised that anyone would think they're on the same side as ants."
Cheng Yuzhou rubbed his temples. "I'm just worried that we're going astray. If everyone thinks we should kill the ants, then I won't object. Please stop being so hostile towards me."
Song Xiaona looked at Cheng Yuzhou.
She didn't really have high hopes that killing all the ants would allow her to leave, but Cheng Yuzhou's ambiguous attitude toward the matter made her suspicious.
Perhaps killing all the ants wouldn't allow him to leave, but judging from Cheng Yuzhou's troubled expression, killing the ants would definitely bring him some kind of loss.
For example, he would need to expend more effort to create a new ant.
There are too many uncertainties at this stage, and they are forced to act according to the will of this manor without any room for resistance. At this time, any way to make Cheng Yuzhou suffer a loss is worth trying.
Song Xiaona wasn't sure what the ants meant to this strange tale or to them, but she was certain that killing Cheng Yuzhou would be to their advantage.
Cheng Yuzhou doesn't seem to be the mastermind behind this strange tale, but he must have played a role similar to a manager.
Killing him will surely bring them a turning point.
Song Xiaona glanced out of the corner of her eye and met the gaze of Dean beside her.
Looking at Cheng Yuzhou, who was speaking eloquently, Dean's gaze was inscrutable, and his brows were furrowed.
Not only him, but the other members of the Thunder team who participated in this team building activity also noticed Zheng Jianbin's unusual behavior.
That couldn't be Zheng Jianbin; there's not a single resemblance from him to the rest of his body.
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