Chapter 382 Using any means necessary to achieve one's goals
Li Er narrowed his eyes slightly, making no attempt to hide his murderous intent: "Mengmeng also knows that I'm looking for someone; she's always been a ticking time bomb."
Zhang Yan didn't respond, just quietly looked at him.
He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was experiencing a turbulent storm.
Has Li Er finally decided to make a move against Meng Qingyin?
What should he do to protect Meng Qingyin?
Lin Qian understood Li Er's implied meaning, but she remained silent.
Mengmeng had no grudge against her, and she would never kill her.
Li Er said with a grim face, "We must get rid of Mengmeng, just in case."
Zhang Yan immediately retorted, "No way!"
Lear frowned at him: "Give me a reason not to kill her."
"Reason?" Zhang Yan looked at her coldly. "If you dare to lay a hand on her, I will absolutely not let you off."
Li Er scoffed, "Are you threatening me? Zhang Yan, you'd better understand one thing: you're the person I'm looking for, but that doesn't mean you can boss me around. My plan cannot fail; Meng Meng must be killed."
He only possessed the power bestowed upon him by the God Lord by sheer luck, yet he dared to challenge her?
Zhang Yan shrugged: "I can't do anything to you, but what if I commit suicide? If I die, your plans will fall apart."
Upon hearing this, Lear's face immediately turned ugly.
Zhang Yan is right, none of the five of them can die.
Zhang Yan stared intently at Li Er, "Don't think I'm joking, Li Er, listen to me, if anything happens to Mengmeng, I'll commit suicide immediately and send your damn plan to hell!"
Lear took a deep breath. "She's just a woman. Is she worth going to such lengths for?"
“You’re wrong,” Zhang Yan said. “Mengmeng is my friend, she’s proof that I’m alive.”
His memories from childhood to adulthood are all fabricated.
But the memories of getting to know Mengmeng and the others are real.
They were the reason he lived, and it had nothing to do with romantic love.
Even if it weren't Mengmeng, but even if it were Lu Cheng, who had always been at odds with him, he would still be willing to give his life.
Li Er saw the stubbornness and madness in Zhang Yan's eyes, and fearing that he might really commit suicide in a moment of madness, she could only agree not to move Mengmeng.
“Fine, fine, I won’t kill her,” Lear said through gritted teeth. “However, you must promise that Mengmeng won’t reveal our secret. If she does, I will show no mercy.”
Zhang Yan: "Don't worry, she's not interested in your secret."
Although a temporary consensus was reached, the atmosphere between the two remained tense.
Lin Qian snapped out of her thoughts and pulled Zhang Yan outside, saying, "I have something to ask him."
Lear did not follow.
They're just two pawns; they can't cause any real trouble.
Lin Qian pulled Zhang Yan outside, making sure Lear couldn't hear them, before finally stopping.
Before she could ask a question, Zhang Yan preemptively asked, "So you really are the person we're looking for. Why did you say you couldn't see the prophetic image in the crystal ball that day?"
Lin Qian avoided the main point: "Answer me one question first."
Zhang Yan was taken aback. "Go ahead."
Lin Qian asked with a serious expression, "Have you ever had a recurring, absurd dream?"
Zhang Yan wondered, "A very absurd dream? What makes it absurd?"
After a moment of silence, Lin Qian said, "In my dream, you were a little mud man."
"What?" Zhang Yan found it unbelievable. "I was transformed from a clay figure? This dream is too absurd..."
Suddenly, he realized something.
He was a created being, but what was the material that created him?
Lin Qian was also a created being; she dreamed that she was transformed from a clay figure, so wasn't he the same?
In other words, the muscles he was most proud of were actually all mud?
Zhang Yan was greatly affected.
Lin Qian was also hit hard.
From the conversation between Zhang Yan and Li Er, she could deduce that the people they were looking for were the same group of people as the mud figures in her dream.
But why didn't Zhang Yan have this dream?
Zhang Yan sighed, accepting the fact with resignation: "Did you dream of anything else?"
Lin Qian shook her head: "No."
Zhang Yan asked, puzzled, "Then why did you lie that day?"
Perhaps knowing that Zhang Yan was like herself, Lin Qian no longer had any reservations: "Because my abilities are too special."
Zhang Yan smirked: "How could someone be more special than me?"
Lin Qian: "My ability is immortality."
Zhang Yan was shocked: "Immortality? Is it the kind of immortality I understand?"
Lin Qian nodded: "It should be." In fact, it was even more advanced than he had imagined.
Zhang Yan: "..." He was being presumptuous.
"So you're worried about revealing your abilities, which is why you're pretending you can't see anything?" Zhang Yan asked.
Lin Qian admitted, "Yes."
Zhang Yan scoffed, "With such incredible abilities, what do you have to be afraid of? Shouldn't others be the ones who are afraid?"
Lin Qian: "People with special abilities often become lab rats. I'm afraid of pain, so I don't want to be studied as a lab rat."
Zhang Yan: "...You watch too many TV dramas. You're not the only one with special abilities. If we really wanted to study them, we probably wouldn't be able to keep up. Besides, Mengmeng is just an ordinary player. Why would she bother studying you?"
Upon hearing her words, Lin Qian realized she had been overreacting: "Sorry, I'm just a poor person who's suddenly become rich, I was just overthinking things."
A poor man suddenly becoming rich? Zhang Yan was amused by her description. Then, thinking about himself, and knowing that he had the ability to change districts, didn't he also feel that he was the chosen one?
Later, my face hurt a little from being slapped.
Given that Lin Qian suddenly possessed such amazing abilities, it's understandable that she would be cautious.
“Alright, I understand,” Zhang Yan said with a smile, “but are you really planning to help Lear find the other people in the prophetic vision?”
Lin Qian looked at him: "Isn't that what you think?"
"Of course not!" Zhang Yan said in a low voice. "Who knows what ulterior motives Lear might be hiding?"
Lin Qian's eyes dimmed: "But she said we are all incomplete people, and she wanted to help us find ourselves."
"Don't listen to her nonsense!" Zhang Yan retorted. "Besides, it's foolish to entrust your fate to someone else, especially someone who will stop at nothing to achieve their goals!"
Lin Qian remained silent.
Indeed, the phrase "the ends justify the means" perfectly describes Lear.
After all, she had just witnessed Lear's attempt to kill her to cover it up.
She disagreed with Lear's way of doing things.
Even if Lear didn't harm Zhang Yan and Mengmeng today, the two will inevitably have other disagreements in the future.
At that point, will Lear stop killing indiscriminately out of consideration for her feelings, or will she cross her own bottom line?
There was no need to even consider it; Lin Qian knew it must be the latter.
Because Lear is a man who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
She wouldn't consider anyone or anything outside of the "plan".
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