Ruan Chen calmly closed the booklet made of mulberry paper, stuffed it into his pocket, and said in a tone that revealed nothing, "I offended someone in business a few days ago, and this method is quite creative."
In the hotel, Ruan Chen sat by the window, her elbow resting on the booklet, having figured out the cause and effect.
The Eldar probably do have some connections, or perhaps it's due to their bloodline, so the convergence of the two timelines has more or less affected them.
The scenes depicted in the painting are not unfounded; they are real, but they will never happen again in today's world.
She sighed, opened the notebook, flipped through a few pages with some annoyance, and then threw it back into the drawer.
It wasn't because of this incident, but rather that these images triggered some memories from the main timeline—it was strange, even though Ruan Chen now knew that it was her, it had always been just her alone.
But Ruan Chen strangely felt no connection to these things. Recalling those memories was like watching a slideshow without any emotion, as if someone had forced those memories into her mind.
Yan Qian called, "Have you landed yet?"
"We're already at the hotel."
"Be careful, you should have already noticed something's wrong, right?"
“My colleagues told me that I got a copy of that booklet...it’s quite interesting.”
Yan Qian seemed speechless at Ruan Chen's nonchalance and retorted, "You still have the mind to laugh? Do you know how crazy the Spirit Clan will go when they see your face? Those young people were still somewhat skeptical of the Divine Revelation, thinking it was a charlatan. And now you've come here with this face on your own."
"I didn't know either before I came," Ruan Chen said innocently. "Could you tell me what this divine revelation is?"
Yan Qian's personality is now exactly the same as in the main timeline. She speaks to Ruan Chen in a condescending tone, but Ruan Chen doesn't dislike Yan Qian's attitude.
"I'll explain when I have time. Now that you're here, you should just stay in the hotel during the day. I'll send someone tonight... never mind, I'll pick you up myself tonight, and we'll go check out China's base here."
There was a knock on the door; it was the food delivery service.
Ruan Chen didn't have much of an appetite on the plane. After arriving at the hotel, he ordered breakfast, planned to eat something and then take a nap before going out to explore and see what the locals' attitude was towards divine revelation.
After receiving Ruan Chen's permission, the waiter pushed in a food cart covered with a metal lid, greeted Ruan Chen in a soft and cheerful tone, and said, "Guest, I see you seem to be from out of town. Is this your first time visiting our Northern Islands? Would you like me to introduce you to our special breakfast?"
Ruan Chen said goodbye to Yan Qian, hung up the phone, and turned back to the waiter with a smile, saying, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
The two locked eyes, and Ruan Chen's pupils contracted slightly as she realized she had made a fatal mistake.
The waiter had red hair and red eyes, and looked like he had just come of age, with a childlike innocence still in his eyes.
She saw Ruan Chen's face clearly, and in that instant, the details of her expression were magnified infinitely before Ruan Chen's eyes—confusion, surprise, fear, anger...
The red-haired, red-eyed girl turned and ran towards the door, knocking over the food cart and shattering the delicate breakfast into tiny pieces. But she didn't care. She screamed as she rushed towards the door, crying out, "The prophecy of the gods has come true! That destroyer really exists! She will kill us all!"
She reached out to pull the door shut just inches away, but another hand was faster than hers.
Ruan Chen locked the door from the inside, inserted the security chain, grabbed the girl and threw her onto the large bed, his light chestnut eyes calmly gazing at her.
When she checked in, the receptionist was Chinese and greeted Ruan Chen, causing Ruan Chen to overlook that there were also Spirit Clan members among the staff, and this person might have seen the so-called divine revelation.
Even if this person didn't believe it before, after seeing Ruan Chen's face, they will definitely believe it without a doubt.
For races that live in family-based communities, news always travels incredibly fast. Ruan Chen believed that within half an hour, his hotel would be surrounded, and these Spirit Race people would be shouting that they wanted to kill him.
This is really troublesome.
After Chu Xun was thrown face up onto the bed, her scream caught in her throat, and her mind temporarily returned to normal.
She should pretend not to recognize him, leave quietly, and then tell her people.
Her mind was in turmoil. Like most of the young people in her tribe, she believed that divine revelation was a fraudulent trick. Especially those drawings the sorcerer had made on the wall a few days ago, seemingly out of madness—how could that person, those events, possibly be real?!
Although the shaman claimed with certainty that she had seen it, several other old men and women who were talking nonsense also agreed.
But Chu Xun didn't believe it. Although the education level on the island wasn't very good, she had at least just finished high school last year and knew some psychological terms like "group suggestion." She and her friends even joked in private that the spirit witch's painting skills were becoming more and more realistic.
But now she has no choice but to believe it.
Chu Xun suddenly felt like crying. She had only come to work at this hotel run by Chinese people because she couldn't go to university after graduation. Since she was still a minor, she could only earn temporary wages, which was only ten yuan an hour. She could only rest one day a month. Even so, she worked so hard and diligently. But why was she going to die here for no reason?
She pouted and then burst into tears.
A pack of tissues was thrown next to her, and the devil spoke, his tone indifferent, "Do I look like a murderer to you?"
Ruan Chen was surprised that the little girl actually cried.
Chu Xun stared at Ruan Chen for a while, then shook her head.
"Wipe away your tears, then sit up and talk to me properly."
Chu Xun obediently pulled out a tissue to wipe her nose and tears, but no matter how she wiped, they wouldn't stop; the more she wiped, the more there were. Finally, she choked back sobs and pleaded, "I'll pretend I never saw you, please don't kill me..."
"Did you go to university?" Ruan Chen asked, frowning.
"I can't leave the island. There's no university on the island. I just graduated from high school last year..." Chu Xun rambled on, but her heart calmed down a little.
The devil in front of me was very beautiful, just like in the painting. He had a cool and gentle demeanor, and certainly didn't seem like the cruel person the sorcerer had described.
Ruan Chen took out her student ID from her bag and threw it at him. "I am indeed in college. Tell me, why would I give up my studies to kill people randomly?"
That student ID seemed to have magic power. Chu Xun glanced at it and her eyes lit up. "You're a student from the First Academy? Our Holy Maiden is also from the First Academy! She's amazing, she can do everything!"
"I know, Yan Qian, we're still friends. I was on the phone with your Holy Maiden when you came in."
Ruan Chen discovered that Yan Qian, this saintess, was not just for show; for example, this little girl seemed to admire her greatly.
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