Chapter 325 The Scapegoat
Zhang Yan's fiery temper flared up on the spot.
Zhang Yan: "Are you all suffering from dementia? A few days ago, Zhao Lan said that the Tower of Babel would corrode the human body and told everyone to stop climbing the tower, but you didn't listen and thought she was exaggerating. Now that there's a problem, you come to her? How shameless!"
On the way, you retorted: "Zhang Yan, who do you think you are? I'm talking about Zhao Lan, what does it have to do with you?"
Song Ge: "Now everyone's health is failing, and Zhao Lan clearly knows something but is hiding it. She's deliberately trying to kill us."
Lonely Root Three: "No, no, no, don't drag me into this. I'm very obedient. Ever since Zhao Lan said that demonic energy would corrode the human body, I haven't gone to grind the tower anymore. After three days of rest, I feel that my body is fine. You guys who didn't listen to advice deserve this fate."
Zhou Li: "It's true what they say, 'A big forest has all kinds of birds.'"
Ximilu finished eating and said, "If you ask me, Zhao Lan is just too good-natured. She's not even angry. If it were me, I would have argued with them for eight hundred rounds already."
Han Hexin: "Miss Zhao Lan, those ungrateful and treacherous people are only a tiny minority. Most of us are still grateful for your reminder. Please don't let these few bad apples ruin your good mood."
"..."
Most players can still distinguish right from wrong.
After all, if it weren't for Zhao Lan's kind reminder, they wouldn't have known that their physical problems were caused by demonic energy erosion, and they might have continued to grind the tower, causing serious consequences.
They all hoped that if a similar situation occurred again, Zhao Lan would still be willing to stand up and remind them.
Those people were silenced after being verbally abused, and Zhang Yan finally calmed down a bit.
He wanted to relay the battle situation and results to Zhao Lan, but Zhao Lan drove calmly, completely unaware of what had just happened.
Zhang Yan thought about it and decided to forget it. What difference would it make if he told Zhao Lan?
She will definitely make the same choice if she encounters a similar situation in the future.
Since we can't change her mind, we shouldn't say anything that would only cause her more trouble.
Zhao Lan remained silent, and Zhang Yan, feeling utterly bored, went to "bother" Meng Qingyin.
Zhang Yan: "What's with the breathing masks in your store? Are they really just ordinary masks?"
Mengmeng: "You'll find out tomorrow."
Zhang Yan: "What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious? Let me tell you, even if this isn't an ordinary mask, your price is a bit too high. Players don't need this kind of thing!"
Meng Qingyin repeated, "You'll find out tomorrow."
Zhang Yan: "...Alright, then I'll look forward to you revealing the answer tomorrow."
Meng Qingyin had intended to end the conversation, but suddenly thought of the crystal ball's prediction of Zhang Yan's future.
He's probably busy with this.
Mengmeng: "By the way, why didn't you come to the cake I invited you for the other day? I still have some left, should I send it to you?"
The strawberry cake that time was so big that more than half of it was left over that day, and she kept it in her spatial ring ever since.
Seeing Meng Qingyin's message, Zhang Yan was touched. Sure enough, Mengmeng still cared about him; she even saved a piece of cake for him when she ate it!
Although he was indifferent to the cake, it was Mengmeng's thoughtful gesture, and he couldn't let her down.
Zhang Yan: "Okay, okay, give me one. I'm a bit busy lately, I'll go back as soon as I'm done!"
Meng Qingyin continued the conversation, following his lead: "Oh, what are you busy with? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Zhang Yan was even more moved. "Mengmeng, I understand your feelings for me. Please forgive me for not being able to reciprocate your feelings for the time being. I really have very important things to do."
He wouldn't accept Meng Qingyin's passionate feelings until he was certain he would live a good life in the future.
There's no need for her to worry about her future.
Mengmeng: "..."
Zhang Yan sent another message: "But I assure you, I will do everything in my power to prevent that from happening."
Meng Qingyin lowered her eyes in thought. What was the "situation" that Zhang Yan was referring to?
That doesn't sound like a good thing.
Did he see a bleak future in the crystal ball?
The more Meng Qingyin thought about it, the more convinced she became that way.
Mengmeng: "No matter what, if you encounter any difficulties, just say so, and no one will stand idly by."
Zhang Yan: "By the way, can I borrow that crystal ball for a moment?"
Meng Qingyin was startled. What did he want the crystal ball for?
Mengmeng: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yan: "I want to reconsider my prediction, just in case I was wrong last time."
He wanted to give it directly to Zhao Lan.
There are three other people to find, and he can't waste his time on Zhao Lan.
Why not just let her see the predictions of the future and pull her into your camp?
Zhao Lan certainly wouldn't be indifferent to her own safety.
Meng Qingyin did not agree.
Zhang Yan's words were clearly just an excuse. If he found out that the crystal ball couldn't predict the future of ordinary players, he might doubt his own identity.
Mengmeng: "Sorry, the crystal ball is broken."
Zhang Yan exclaimed in surprise, "It was smashed? Who smashed it?"
Without any hesitation, Meng Qingyin shifted the blame to Lu Cheng.
It would be good for Zhang Yan to cause trouble for Lu Cheng, so that Lu Cheng wouldn't be so bored and would get sick from being cooped up all by himself.
Although Lu Cheng seemed normal these past few days, and would occasionally joke around in the group chat, Meng Qingyin always felt that he was still lost in his own thoughts.
At this point, Zhang Yan might have an unexpected and positive effect by engaging in a verbal sparring match with him.
Sure enough, Zhang Yan immediately went to confront Lu Cheng in a fit of anger.
As for what he said to Lu Cheng, Meng Qingyin had no idea, but it certainly wasn't anything nice.
But the effect is immediate.
That night, Lu Cheng gritted his teeth and sent a message to Meng Qingyin: "I'll only take the blame for you this once!"
Meng Qingyin immediately soothed him: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry to have troubled you. Next time, let Xiao Jiu carry you."
I'm the Lucky One (Poor Man's Version): "...Are you two really not just fake friends?"
Mengmeng: "As the saying goes, it's better to die for a fellow Daoist than for a poor one."
I am the lucky one (poor man's version): "If Qin Jiu knew, she would probably cry herself to sleep in the toilet."
Mengmeng: "There's no way around it. You just experienced Zhang Yan's fighting prowess. Who can withstand that?"
Lu Cheng fell silent, recalling the fear he had felt earlier when he was dominated by keyboard warrior Zhang Yan. The last vestiges of his melancholy vanished.
I'm a lucky guy (poor guy version): "Did you really break that crystal ball?"
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