Chapter 34
As soon as she pushed open the wooden door and stepped inside, she sensed something was amiss. Qingyun's eyes shifted downwards, and a curved blade, gleaming coldly, was held against her neck. Then, a male voice rang out, "Long time no see, Qingyun."
Qingyun immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She knew this person all too well. She had been kneeling in Song Chaoyun's room for about an hour, and the wound from the stab was still throbbing. She had been thinking of going back to bed as soon as possible, but unexpectedly, another unexpected person appeared. The Qin family was like a pack of wolves, relentlessly pursuing her.
"Seeing how close Qingyun is with them lately, where are the things I asked for?"
Qingyun forced a smile, gently tossing the knife aside. "Why the rush?" he said, then made up a lie on the spot without batting an eye.
She showed off her injuries and said that she had been testing the other party by trying to steal something else, but Song Chaohua almost killed her. She said that this matter had to be put aside.
Upon hearing this, the man simply lit the candlestick. Then, seeing Qingyun's unashamed attitude towards the difference between men and women, he became interested. He directly pulled open the man's clothes and carefully examined the hideous and terrifying wound by the candlelight. After a while, he seemed to be sure that what the other party said was not a lie. He smiled and believed Qingyun this time.
[Finally, I've sent this big shot away. I'm so unlucky; I had to rely on myself when I was threatened.] Qingyun felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders and said to the system, "Why doesn't Song Chaoyun's decisive and swift action work against him?"
[Host, I told you from the beginning not to meddle in this matter.]
Qingyun certainly understood this principle, but could she simply ignore some things that she could control? Now, she was forced to do very little of her important work and was running errands everywhere.
Every time you go home, you can randomly unlock a melee weapon, and you never know what kind of knife will be at your throat next.
As she was lost in thought about what had happened that day, she heard another knock on the door. Before she could answer, Lin Wanjun's cautious voice rang out from outside, "Are you resting?"
Upon hearing this, Qingyun quickly got up, staring at the dilapidated wooden door. She didn't speak for a moment, but the system's voice reminded her in her mind, and she finally dragged her ailing body to open the door.
Lin Wanjun saw the door open a crack, revealing half a small face. The eyes looked very bright in the dim light, but Lin Wanjun noticed a wary expression inside, an expression she had never seen before. Although it only flashed for a moment, Lin Wanjun still managed to catch it.
"You've come all this way so late?" Qingyun put on a smile, trying to make his behavior seem normal.
Lin Wanjun cooked mung bean soup. She smiled and said, "You said you liked it last time, so I made some more for you." When she opened the earthenware jar, she saw that it was no longer mung bean soup, but rather porridge. Qingyun hadn't eaten enough for dinner, so she invited her to sit down, and they began to eat with relish.
System: Disdainful look.
[Host, you just said not long ago you didn't know how to face her, but today you're enjoying the food she gave you quite a bit.]
These two are not contradictory.
However, judging from Lin Wanjun's appearance, she must have sensed that something was wrong. Qingyun really couldn't handle someone with such sensitive emotional perception, always feeling like she was being seen through at any moment.
Before Qingyun could ask, Lin Wanjun explained her purpose: she had come to see that Qingyun had gone to the trouble of making mung bean soup.
Upon hearing this, Qingyun joked, "Aren't you afraid of the plague? It's not like the plague is rampant these days, would you still dare to come out?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanjun panicked and quickly got up to move a few meters away from Qingyun.
Qingyun: "..." This operation looks familiar.
“I’m clean, but…” she looked at Qingyun, “I’d better stay away from you for now.” After saying that, she told Qingyun to drink some mung bean soup and then prepared to go back.
Qingyun, who was just joking, quickly pulled her aside and explained that he didn't mean it that way. In the end, the two quietly finished drinking the mung bean soup. They could tell that the other person wanted to say something but hesitated. However, Qingyun didn't intend to have a proper chat with her at this time.
"Qingyun." Lin Wanjun, who was walking forward, turned back to look at her. She pursed her lips, her expression inscrutable. "Will you believe me?"
She sensed something was wrong and knew that Qingyun was avoiding her.
Qingyun was stunned for a moment. After a while, she smiled at the other person and nodded, "I believe you."
Because of the recent news of the plague, the people on the sand dunes all went home and stopped planting trees. When Qingyun walked into the street, he saw very few people.
Just as she was still reflecting, a person suddenly appeared in front of her. The person suddenly convulsed, then stared intently at Qingyun, shouting that the water was poisonous. The veins on his neck and face bulged and turned purplish-red. He scratched his neck and body in great pain, his face full of agony.
Qingyun: "..." Doesn't it seem like a very fake performance? Although she was puzzled as to why Song Chaoyun had found such unethical actors, she still cooperated by screaming loudly and echoing that the water was poisonous. She saw that many people around the water pit looked like they were about to be poisoned to death. Then, a group of people appeared out of nowhere and arrested them all.
This caused panic among the people watching from the windows, who were biting their handkerchiefs, not knowing what was going on.
"Honey, I remember this man. He came back from work this morning and asked me for a drink of water. How did he suddenly cause a death? Will people think we're the ones who did it?!" A woman said anxiously in a low voice upon seeing the situation.
The man sitting upright with his arms crossed spoke in a deep, resonant voice, "I think you're a pig-brain. Why don't you just not admit it? Or do you want to loudly proclaim that you gave him the water?!"
Upon hearing this, the woman quickly covered her mouth, glancing around to see if anyone else had noticed. Fortunately, everyone's reaction was focused on the poisoned man. She was immediately filled with fear and told the head of the household that the water given to the man that morning had been drawn from a small pond outside.
The water drawn from the well had been smeared with dust by some mischievous kids, making it unpalatable. So they handed the fresh water to others, unintentionally saving their own family's lives.
"It's a good thing I didn't treat the ashes as a problem today and kept them for drinking and cooking. If I had used the water from that pool, wouldn't I have ended up like that man?"
As she spoke, she felt a wave of fear wash over her, thinking that she should quickly inform all her neighbors to prevent any major incidents from happening.
Originally, Qingyun had only intended to urge people not to drink untreated water, but Song Chaoyun made it seem like even a sip of water from a puddle was undrinkable. Well, that's fine, Qingyun thought.
With this, without anyone needing to publicize it, every household spontaneously boiled hot water to drink, and the village experienced a large-scale bathing frenzy. Qingyun thought that now it would be truly difficult for a plague to break out.
Although Song Chaoyun's methods were extreme, they were effective, weren't they?
Listening to the system's whispers, she didn't know how to respond. It was indeed true, but when faced with unreasonable and domineering people, forceful suppression seemed to be the best solution.
Qingyun: [Perhaps everyone has their own understanding of things. I've also benefited from this, so I can't stand on a moral high ground and criticize her for doing wrong.]
The system found this strange. "This has nothing to do with planting trees, so how did you benefit from it?"
Qingyun smiled. "Are you stupid? If a plague really breaks out, will anyone still plant trees? Do you really expect me to turn the desert into an oasis all by myself? Even if I had a hundred or a thousand clones, I couldn't possibly do that in a short time. Many hands make light work."
System: [Even if you wanted a clone, that's not supported.]
She was just using it as an analogy; never mind, she wouldn't argue with this artificial intelligence.
Watching Qingyun's busy figure, Mu Helian truly felt that this person was working too hard. "Has she forgotten that she is still injured?"
Lin Wanjun, who was standing to the side, kept her eyes on Qingyun but did not say anything, remaining silent.
Qingyun wouldn't be that stupid. She had already switched to painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs. Although it still hurt, it was more comfortable. At least she wasn't looking like she was about to die every day.
After these days of hard work, her points reached 500. She genuinely felt that this system was quite unfair. During this time, she also helped repair other people's houses and treated patients at the pharmacy. In short, wherever manpower was needed, Qingyun would appear.
However! These systems do not count towards the points; they only gave her a reason, and these are not the main tasks she needs to complete.
Qingyun: Hehe, thank you. At least I have a clear conscience.
She didn't have to work so hard, but she was determined to handle the plague situation properly. She wanted to start farming while planting trees, bringing in sweet potatoes and potatoes, as the south had suffered another flood, and many refugees were pouring into Muyun City.
So many people have fled to this remote corner of the country; this shows the situation nationwide. 68
Providing potatoes and improved sweet potato seedlings isn't easy. You can't just say you found these good things by chance. Finding a suitable excuse is difficult. What if Song Chaoyun and the others suspect the origin of those things?
Why should the host worry about these things?
Qingyun waved her hand, stating bluntly that the system didn't understand. "These women are no ordinary people. Do you think they wouldn't be suspicious if you conjured so many good things out of thin air?"
System: [You wouldn't have imagined that a system like this existed.]
Qingyun: [I'm not afraid of that. I'm afraid of people discovering that I'm not the original owner, or other suspicions. That's not impossible, after all.]
The system gave a straightforward answer: "Just deny it to the death. If I really kill you, I'll just swap your soul into someone else's body."
Qingyun: Wait, wait, wait!
Why didn't you tell me I was reborn into someone else's body after my resurrection? I thought I'd always been in this body!
System: [You think your body is like dough? That you can repair it when it's broken? Our company hasn't developed that function yet. We can only transfer your consciousness and soul to another body.]
Depend on! ! !
This is outrageous! Considering the series of problems that would follow, Qingyun decided that he would cherish his life even more in the future and not let all his current achievements go to waste!
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