Chapter 103
The phone on the table vibrated repeatedly, and Cen Xun was disturbed. He finally put down his fork, picked up the phone, glanced at it, and then said to Feng Jihan across from him: "I found it, your deputy captain is on Guihun Street."
Feng Jihan immediately stood up: "Really? I'll go pick it up now!"
"What are you answering? Sit down." Cen Xun turned his phone screen towards him and said, "I see your deputy captain is quite happy right now."
Feng Jihan took his phone in confusion, and there were some group chat messages on it.
At 13:42, Cen Xun tagged everyone and asked them to keep an eye on Su Mingqi's whereabouts.
At 5:35 PM, someone sent a message to the group: "He's here, do you want to send him back?"
Attached is a photo.
In the photo, Su Mingqi was squatting in the corner, looking over with red eyes, like a drowned puppy.
A bunch of people replied below, pushing the message up.
Supreme Emperor: Did you beat him to tears? His expression is so pitiful.
Do not disturb while I am settling accounts: It's like watching a heartless man.
Yaxu: According to data analysis, there are three parts sadness, three parts disbelief, and four parts heartache in his eyes.
Please call me Aotian: Admit it! If you didn't beat him to tears, then you must have kissed him to tears!
There is a family living deep in the white clouds: Don’t talk nonsense, when I met him, he was already sitting on the side of the road crying.
There is a family in the depths of the white clouds: Forget it, I'll take him to Guihun Street to eat something, and if someone comes to pick him up, contact me. I won't raise a bad bird.
17:46.
There is a house deep in the white clouds: He seemed to be hungry for many days and felt that he had been abused before.
Attached is a photo
Su Mingqi was busy eating, and a pile of bowls piled up on the table. The waiter next to him had a look of shock on his face.
Feng Jihan was silent for a moment, then met Cen Xun's interested gaze and explained awkwardly, "The deputy captain is so focused on finding someone that he usually only drinks a little nutrient solution."
But why did Su Mingqi suddenly want to eat again?
Feng Jihan looked at the group chat member whose nickname was "There is a Family Deep in the White Clouds" and pursed his lips slightly.
Could it be
The phone was taken by Cen Xun, who privately messaged him, "There is a family in the depths of the white clouds," and asked him to help look after Su Mingqi.
After a moment, the other party replied: "Okay."
Feng Jihan asked hesitantly, "Will this be too much trouble for others?"
The extinguished screen reflected Cen Xun's face. Cen Xun narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully: "No."
Outside the second-floor window, a fire dragon roared past, and the sounds of players laughing and making noises could be heard, making it seem very lively.
After dinner, Cen Xun announced to all the experimental subjects: "From now on, you can move freely."
The experimental subjects were all stunned.
Is it over after just taking them to see the dormitory and the cafeteria?
Why not put them back in their room?
The young man, who had been silent the entire time, finally couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Aren't you afraid that we might attack your employees or cause trouble in your strange domain?"
"You can try." Cen Xun said indifferently: "After all, my employees are not vegetarians."
"Okay, now it's time for a double date." Cen Xun pulled Feng Jihan, who still hadn't figured out the situation, out the door: "Nonessential people can leave now."
"Wait, wait, wait." Feng Jihan, one of his hands held by Cen Xun, turned back and warned the confused experimental subject as he walked: "Go back to sleep when you are tired of playing, don't cause trouble, really don't do it."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Jihan disappeared behind the door.
Subject: ""
Xiao Xiu asked innocently, "What does date mean?"
The boy who had just spoken thought for a moment and said, "It should be about two people hiding in a deserted corner and kissing each other."
Xiao Xiu nodded, not quite understanding: "So they're going to kiss, then we shouldn't bother the two brothers."
She looked out the door longingly, wanting to go out but not daring to. The boy noticed her and squatted down to ask her, "Xiao Xiu, do you want to go out and take a look?"
Xiao Xiu hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.
The boy then held her hand, as if mustering up some courage: "Let's go, let's go out together."
They walked out the door together.
No driving away, no strange looks.
The world outside was bustling with activity, and they stepped into it, bathed in the same light as the rest of the world.
On the street, Cen Xun glanced at Feng Jihan beside him: "Why, are you still worried?"
"That's not the case. Sooner or later, they will adapt to their new life." Feng Jihan paused. "They may find it difficult to adapt at first, but they will soon discover what a legitimate right freedom is."
Cen Xun looked at him and said, "When you first came out of the research institute, you must have felt very uncomfortable as well."
"Of course, I don't fit in anywhere."
Feng Jihan gave examples one by one: "The bed is too soft, I can't sleep well and often suffer from insomnia; I dare not leave the room without someone's order; I have to fold the quilt into a tofu block no matter when and where; I respond to all orders immediately, including too many jokes from others."
"Many people told me that the purpose of my birth was to defeat you and only I could defeat you. At that time, I believed that as well."
"They were right. You really did defeat me." Cen Xun curled his lips and said, "In bed."
Feng Jihan: ""
Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise Feng Jihan would really be so embarrassed that he would crawl into a crack in the ground.
He coughed heavily, trying to make the subject more normal: "You should ask me what made me change my mind."
Cen Xun said nonchalantly, "Is there any need to ask about this kind of thing? Perhaps it's because it discovered that humans aren't good people either. Its heart is broken and its faith collapses instantly."
Feng Jihan was speechless: "Almost"
Cen Xun: "But I'm curious, when did you discover it?"
Feng Jihan's answer was a little beyond Cen Xun's expectations: "You were the one who brought me here to discover it."
Cen Xun looked at him with rare surprise.
Feng Jihan curled his lips and said, "I, a stumbling block, suddenly appeared. Naturally, you can't stand me. When you can't stand someone, what do you do?"
Cen Xun thought about it and said, "Under normal circumstances, of course I would kill him, but if it were you, your skills are quite useful, I would probably make use of the waste."
"You don't have to say such harsh words." Feng Jihan squeezed Cen Xun's hand hard in protest. "But you guessed right. Later, I fell into your hands. You wanted me to help you deal with the Big Three, and I refused to obey you. So you took me with you and brainwashed me."
Cen Xun asked with interest, "Really? How did you wash it?"
"I didn't really wash it," Feng Jihan smiled, "I was just brought to where ordinary people live, so I could see the living conditions of ordinary people."
Cen Xun may not be the strongest weird among the nine candidates, but he is definitely the one who understands human nature the most. When he uses psychological tactics, he always touches people's hearts.
After witnessing some tragedies caused by humans themselves, even Feng Jihan's will was shaken and he began to question the root cause of the disaster.
Cen Xun said expressionlessly, "I seem to have some recollection of you returning to the Heresy Monitoring Bureau? And did you come back and stab me?"
After a successful transaction with the old principal, Cen Xun became a red-level monster and almost fully awakened. Although he stopped his awakening progress with the help of the nightmare ruler, Cen Xun still suffered extremely serious pollution.
In those pollutions, Cen Xun saw some fragments of memories about the past, including the scene where Feng Jihan stabbed him in the heart.
Now that he remembered it, Cen Xun found it hard not to care, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Jihan.
"You actually still remember?" Feng Jihan couldn't hide his surprise. Under Cen Xun's death gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "I was controlled by the research institute at that time. It wasn't my intention."
Cen Xun folded his arms and glanced at him: "Then I killed you twice, was that right?"
What else could Feng Jihan say? He just applauded and praised: "You didn't kill him wrongly. Teacher Cen did a great job!"
While they were talking, they boarded a small boat. There was no boatman on board, but the boat swayed slightly and spontaneously left the shore.
Feng Jihan looked out and saw a cold and bright moon hanging over the river. The lone boat they were riding on swayed forward, creating ripples that shattered the bright moon in the water.
A gentle breeze stirs the waves, scattering them like stars in the sky.
Feng Jihan praised: "The river view here is quite beautiful."
Cen Xun said quietly beside him, "This is the Wangchuan River."
Feng Jihan: “?”
He slowly formed a question mark in his head.
Feng Jihan looked around and saw red and white red spider lilies on both sides of the river.
"How does this project work?" Feng Jihan speculated with interest about Cen Xun's method of killing: "Tourists sitting on the boat will suddenly be dragged into the water and drowned?"
"I guessed half right," Cen Xun said calmly, "This project is called Lethe River Drifting. During the process, ghosts will try to climb onto the boat to catch scapegoats. The only tool you can use to protect yourself is this oar."
As he spoke, he grabbed a paddle and quickly and accurately swatted a ghost that had just emerged back into the River of Oblivion. "It's that simple."
"If you're not careful and fall off the boat, you'll sink immediately. If you're caught by a ghost and dragged down the Forgotten River, you'll die." Cen Xun said slowly, "We're currently doing the tourist route, so the rafting is relatively easy. The mortality rate is around 10%."
Feng Jihan applauded him: "Teacher Cen, you know how to drift."
Cen Xun lazily handed him the paddle and said, "Go and play with it."
Feng Jihan took the oar and thought, is Cen Xun treating him like a child?
But you know what, beating water ghosts is really exciting.
The calm water flow quickly became turbulent. As the boat kept shaking, water ghosts kept trying to climb onto the boat. Usually, one oar could knock them back. It was exciting but not too scary.
After leaving the rafting area, Cen Xun received a compliment from the bird: "It's really fun, but won't playing like this be unkind to the followers who play the role of water ghosts?"
Cen Xun said: "Physical attacks have little effect on them."
"Then you need to arrange more water ghosts in the Wangchuan River." Feng Jihan put the oars beside him and thought, "I feel that there must be a lot of people who enjoy this project. Among ten million tourists, even if only one in a thousand chooses to come here for rafting, these water ghosts will be exhausted to death."
Cen Xun: "I understand."
After docking, Feng Jihan, who successfully passed the customs, also received a small gift - a bird lantern.
"Can everyone have this lamp, or is it just me?" Feng Jihan held the lamp and looked at Cen Xun. His light-colored pupils were reflected very clearly, with a faint smile.
"Of course everyone can have one." Cen Xun lied with his eyes wide open: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who would make a lamp specifically for you?"
Feng Jihan looked at the lamp in his hand and said deliberately: "Well, I was thinking that if you made it specially for me, then I will make one for you too."
"Cen Xun raised the corner of his lips: "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. I don't need this lamp."
They played along the tourist route all the way. Since it was not fully opened yet, some stalls had not yet put out their goods, so they did not experience all the projects.
Even so, the projects he had experienced had already brought enough surprises to Feng Jihan. The fantastic ideas in them were simply incomparable to any other amusement park.
Feng Jihan could already foresee what kind of uproar would be caused in the human world once Fengdu Ghost City came into being.
After the trial, Cen Xun asked Feng Jihan what he thought: "How was it?"
Feng Jihan said seriously: "It's guaranteed to make money."
Cen Xun raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You won't condemn me for killing tourists this time?"
Feng Jihan smiled and said, "You still have a large group of followers to support. It's really good that you just killed them and didn't devour their souls."
"Monsters and humans already have a food chain relationship. We should be thankful that we can find such a balance in the middle." Feng Jihan held Cen Xun's hand: "Now it's good. Humans don't have to die, and the monsters can still eat their fill."
Cen Xun looked at him deeply: "Do you really think this is good?"
"Even if the final result is that I become powerful enough to rule the entire nightmare world and lead all the monsters to invade reality?"
Feng Jihan smiled and shook his head: "I said, I have tried my best. No matter what happens next, at least I have a clear conscience."
He seemed genuinely relieved, and Cen Xun didn't detect any reluctance or reluctance on his face.
The Forgetful River reflects the crescent moon in the sky, the red spider lilies are in full bloom, and the surroundings are quiet.
Feng Jihan said softly: "I have no right to make decisions for you. Whether it is to protect or destroy, the choice is ultimately in your hands."
Cen Xun blinked slowly.
Something is wrong. Something is still wrong.
Feng Jihan gave in too quickly. Before, he acted like he would rather divorce him than protect humanity. Why did he suddenly change his mind?
The turning point was the day he took the memory USB drive and asked Feng Jihan to choose.
What decision did Feng Jihan make that day?
Cen Xun was still thinking about this problem until he returned to the dormitory.
Cen Xun has always been a very suspicious person. Feng Jihan's position suddenly changed. If he didn't have doubts in his heart, he would not be Cen Xun.
It’s not that he suspected Feng Jihan was acting to deceive him. If he was really acting, Feng Jihan would not have risked being controlled by him and directly entered the administrative building with his real body.
Feng Jihan's actions seemed like he was really giving up.
But if Feng Jihan was giving up, why did he still rescue the experimental subjects, secretly push for the downfall of the institute, and interfere in political elections?
In the end, Cen Xun was going to destroy the real world anyway. What was the point of Feng Jihan doing all this now? No matter how many plans Feng Jihan made, humans would eventually turn into dust on this planet, wouldn't they?
It's a mess, but not thorough.
It was this kind of attitude that made Cen Xun feel confused.
That's why Cen Xun asked Tong Ming to bring Zhou Mian here, because Cen Xun wanted to use Zhou Mian's precognitive eyes to see Feng Jihan's future.
What on earth is this guy thinking?
Cen Xun leaned against the head of the bed, his expression unclear.
At this time, Feng Jihan came out of the shower and walked over to close the wooden window: "The decoration style has changed, and I'm really not used to it."
Cen Xun looked at him for a moment, then suddenly said, "You turned into a bird."
Feng Jihan turned around: "?"
Cen Xun said seriously, "Let me see if your bird claws are sharp."
Although Feng Jihan was confused, he still did as he was told.
Cen Xun caught the large bird that flew towards him, grasped it in one hand, and touched its claws with the other hand. He nodded and said, "It's really sharp."
As he said that, he turned off the light and lay down with the bird in his arms: "I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep."
That’s it?
The bird reluctantly broke free from his arms and crawled under the quilt. Cen Xun reached out to catch it, but failed. Instead, a few proud bird calls came from under the quilt.
Later, he felt a weight on his body and a bulge appeared under the quilt. A pair of hands reached out to Cen Xun's waist, trying to untie his belt, but Cen Xun refused to let him.
Then the hands shifted their position, exerted force, and tore open the hem of his clothes.
The sound of tearing silk could be heard clearly. Cen Xun's expression changed constantly. He gritted his teeth and said, "You..."
Before he could finish his words, Cen Xun let out a muffled groan in a distorted tone and tried to push Feng Jihan away from under the quilt. In the chaos, his outstretched hand was tied behind his back by the torn strips of cloth.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jihan climbed out from under the quilt and leaned on Cen Xun like a ghost: "Are bird claws sharp?"
Cen Xun was barely breathing, but he still sneered, "Just average."
Feng Jihan smiled: "It seems that it needs to be sharper to satisfy our teacher Cen."
The sound of gongs and drums can be heard from time to time outside the window. Fengdu Ghost City is known as the city that never sleeps at night, and it is still extremely hot at this time.
In comparison, Xinhu Urban Village appears much darker and deserted.
The damp corridor was filled with a lingering, pungent smell of cigarette smoke. Zhou Mian was already used to it. He stomped his feet as usual, but the voice-activated light did not light up.
It must have broken down again.
Zhou Mian turned on the flashlight on his phone and walked up the dark stairs.
His house was on the sixth floor, and the old-style security door needed a key to open. Just as Zhou Mian was about to reach out for the key, a string in his mind moved slightly, bringing up several images.
Zhou Mian's pupils suddenly shrank and he suddenly lifted his eyelids.
Precognition allows one to proactively see the forks in the road for others, but not for his own. The only way for him to see his own future is to rely on sporadic images that suddenly appear.
And just now, he saw
Zhou Mian made a prompt decision and turned around to go downstairs, but as soon as he stepped back, something hard hit his waist.
Someone chuckled behind him: "Long time no see, Zhou Mian."
The moment he heard this voice, Zhou Mian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"It seems that foresight isn't omniscience," Tong Ming's playful voice echoed in his ear, "otherwise, how could he not have foreseen that today would be the day of your death?"
Zhou Mian clenched his phone and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
"Open the door," Tong Ming threatened him with a smile, "You'd better not try to play any tricks. I brought more than just the gun in my hand today."
"If you don't behave yourself, everyone in this building will be buried with you."
Zhou Mian took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Okay, don't be impulsive, I will do as you say."
Under Tong Ming's threat, Zhou Mian had to open the door with the key and walked in.
Tong Ming stared at Zhou Mian's back, curled his lips slightly, moved his fingers, and closed the door behind him.
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