Chapter 452 Fragments of Memory
Niu Meng hesitated before finding She Bing.
Snake C was closely watching the player named "Bill," a strange light flashing in his oval pupils.
Upon seeing Niu Meng arrive, he asked, "How did things go? Did you retrieve the venomous fangs?"
Niu Meng didn't dare look at his expression. "There was a small accident, and we haven't gotten it back yet."
Snake C sighed, "Still haven't gotten it back? Can't you even handle such a small thing?"
Sensing the disdain in his tone, Niu Meng immediately became displeased. "How dare you talk to me like that? Didn't you make a grand promise back then, saying you'd quietly eliminate all the players in the original 30th district who knew the secret of Poison Fang? How come now more and more players know this secret? That player named Zhang Yan, every time he arrives in a district, the first thing he does is spread the news of Poison Fang in the chat area, like a megaphone. I bet your secret will soon be known to everyone!"
Snake C's face was covered in all sorts of colors; it looked absolutely awful.
This matter was completely out of his control, and now that Niu Meng had pointed it out so bluntly, he felt utterly humiliated.
Niu Meng sneered. Having achieved his goal, he saw no need to further provoke She Bing.
Snake C said with a gloomy face, "This is also Cat He's fault!"
Niu Meng was speechless: "What does your failure have to do with Mao He?"
Snake C is someone who, when he fails, refuses to admit his own incompetence and insists on finding excuses from others.
Snake C glared at him: "Isn't Zhang Yan's ability to switch districts because of Mao He? Back then, Mao He signed an agreement with those dead souls, making them NPCs in the game. The benefit was that they could designate a relative to have a certain special ability. Isn't that how Zhang Yan got his special ability?"
If Zhang Yan didn't have the ability to change districts, he would have resolved this matter long ago. How could he have ended up in this dilemma?
"That's just sophistry!" Niu Meng said with disdain. "If you're no good, don't blame the road for being uneven. She Bing, you're making me despise you more and more."
Snake C was furious: "What good is a simple-minded minotaur like you who only knows how to rely on brute force?"
Niu Meng hated it most when people said he was "simple-minded," and She Bing's words completely enraged him.
He threw a punch at Snake C's face with all his might. Minotaur is naturally strong, and if Snake C were hit by this punch, his head would be knocked off.
Snake Bing didn't expect Niu Meng to suddenly get serious. His fist was already close at hand, and he could only use his snake tail to block the attack.
The price was that the snake's tail was broken off, and blood splattered everywhere.
The pain brought Snake C back to his senses. "With a formidable enemy at our doorstep, are we going to turn on each other?"
Niu Meng said angrily, "You were the one who spoke rudely first!"
Snake C didn't want to continue this topic. "You've broken my tail too, so we're even. Let's discuss how to retrieve the fangs. You mentioned an accident earlier, what kind of accident was it?"
Niu Meng had completely calmed down and said, "Qingfeng is now completely out of my control."
Snake C didn't take it seriously. "Why not just send someone else? Didn't you create a village of NPCs for your Three-Pointed Knife? Just find someone else who has had contact with Meng Qingyin."
Niu Meng: "But we've already alerted them. Meng Qingyin isn't stupid; she'll definitely be suspicious of the people who went later."
Snake C then asked about Qingfeng's failure: "Why did Qingfeng fail? What did you tell her to do?"
Niu Meng: "I told her to just ask Meng Qingyin for it. I figured they were such good friends, there was no reason for Meng Qingyin not to give it to her, right? But I didn't expect her to actually refuse!"
"You want her to just ask for it directly?" Snake C couldn't believe it; how could there be such a stupid person in the world!
Qingfeng was unaware that Meng Qingyin had obtained the Poison Fang. After Feng Yiming failed to retrieve the Poison Fang, Qingfeng appeared and even claimed that he wanted the Poison Fang. How could Meng Qingyin not be suspicious?
Good heavens, it's true what they say: it's not the god-like opponents you should fear, but the pig-like teammates!
Snake C was almost driven to tears by Niu Meng's stupidity.
But these snake-like creatures only dared to think about it in their hearts. If they said it out loud, Niu Meng would definitely punch them again.
Snake C mustered all his patience: "Here's what you'll do: next time, don't reveal your purpose right away, take it slow and steady."
Niu Meng stared with wide, round eyes, his tone full of confusion, "How can we proceed slowly?"
She Bing ignored his idiotic gaze and said, "We just need to get along with Meng Qingyin normally for a while, and once she's completely let her guard down, we'll find a suitable opportunity to trick her into revealing the location of the venomous fang."
Niu Meng seemed to understand, but not quite. "How do I know when the right time will be?"
Snake C: "..."
How did Niu Meng, with his intelligence, create a village full of NPCs with different personalities?
She Bing took a deep breath, afraid that the word "idiot" would slip out of his mouth.
"You'll be following my instructions when the time comes," Snake C said.
Niu Meng: "...Alright then. Let me think about who should be sent this time."
Snake C didn't want to see this idiot anymore, and said in a very perfunctory tone, "Go."
...
Qingfeng spent the entire afternoon in the planting room, feeling both strange and familiar with everything there.
Especially when she saw the thriving Fortune Fruit tree, fragments of memories flashed through her mind. She had once sent someone detailed instructions on how to care for the Fortune Fruit tree.
But as she tried to recall more details, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through the depths of her mind.
Qingfeng dared not think about it anymore.
Who is that person?
Who did she send such a message to?
"Qingfeng, what do you want to eat tonight?" Meng Qingyin called out from the door of the planting room.
Qingfeng snapped out of her daze, "I'm fine with anything."
“You look pale,” Meng Qingyin walked over and touched her forehead. “Are you feeling unwell?”
Just as Meng Qingyin's hand touched Qingfeng's forehead, another memory appeared in her mind.
In her memory, Meng Qingyin seemed to resist her touch, saying with a terrified expression, "Don't come any closer!"
Qingfeng's gaze dimmed, and he suddenly asked, "Were we really friends before?"
If she's a friend, why did she say that to me in a resistant tone?
“Of course,” Meng Qingyin asked with concern, “Qingfeng, did you remember something?”
Qingfeng didn't hide anything and told Meng Qingyin about the two fragments that had just flashed through his mind.
After hearing this, Meng Qingyin was both amused and exasperated: "The method for cultivating the Fortune Fruit, that was sent to me by you, when we had only known each other for a short time."
"As for my resistance to your touch, I have something to say about that; it's a complete misunderstanding!"
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