Chapter 132 (First Release)...
"In a place like this, there are still people who can pique your interest?" Qi Lin frowned. Could it be an enemy, or a monster?
As a longtime friend, Qi Lin knew very well that Zhou Yanyao, though seemingly outgoing, was not the type to be easily alarmed by the slightest thing. Anything that caught his attention must be extraordinary.
"Hmm, I'm not sure if they're enemies or not."
Zhou Yanyao shrugged and stroked his chin. "But it's strange, I have a strong intuition that there's a... big treasure hidden there."
Zhou Yanyao jokingly gestured in that direction with his eyes.
Qi Lin also looked in that direction, only to see an ordinary house and a slender figure flashing past behind the curtains.
What can you possibly discern from just such a vague, indistinct figure?
"Boring." In the end, Qi Lin simply said this in a cold and indifferent manner.
Zhou Yanyao laughed, not denying it: "Hey, what are you saying? It is a bit boring, but I don't believe you're not bored."
Qi Lin remained silent, tacitly acknowledging the boredom.
It's perfectly normal that these two people, of noble birth, who came here from the bustling capital for some unexpected reasons, didn't encounter anything of interest in such a remote village.
The village chief was also looking in the direction they were talking about, and he only knew that it was where Ansel and his group lived, but he didn't quite understand anything else they were saying.
What small animals could be there?
When Zhou Yanyao said he was bored, the village chief chuckled and quickly tried to cover it up by wiping his sweat, saying, "We do have some good things here."
Zhou Yanyao tilted his head, a playful look in his eyes: "Oh, for example..."
Village Chief: "For example... on the test day in a while, the adults can see if there are any people they like."
Zhou Yanyao and Qi Lin both looked noncommittal, and even the knights and their subordinates nearby seemed to find it amusing.
It's not that they look down on it, but the fact is that in this cold world where everything depends on talent, ability, and strength, and where there's little human warmth, anyone with a bit of ability and talent wouldn't still be here.
Wouldn't it be better to go to a safer, less monster-infested, bustling place?
"It's true! Sir, my Jeremy has excellent aptitude, and, moreover, a new member recently joined our village. Although his talent wasn't detected before, his strength is quite impressive. He's been clearing out most of the monsters around here lately..."
The village chief was so anxious that his lips were practically sparking, afraid of displeasing the distinguished guests, so he quickly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanyao showed interest, and even Qi Lin, who had been indifferent, looked over.
"He killed so many monsters even though his talent wasn't detected... I'll try to find a chance to meet him later."
"Anseil, sir, his name is Anseil!"
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The next day, Ning Wanwan was visited by the village chief again.
This time, however, the village chief specifically sought out Ansel.
"Village chief, what do you want with Ansel?" Ning Wanwan asked, somewhat puzzled.
It doesn't look like they're looking for Ansel to kill monsters.
The village chief, looking very serious, said with a smile, "It's a good thing."
“Didn’t we have distinguished guests from the royal city arrive at our village? We’ve arranged for them to stay in the houses a little ahead of yours for the time being. You must have noticed what happened last night.”
"Now those two gentlemen have heard that Anseil is quite strong, so they want to meet him. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; no one else can even get a chance to meet him!"
"Ansel, seize this opportunity. You might just be able to join these distinguished guests, become their subordinate, and enter the royal city together!"
As the village chief spoke, he became excited and agitated, losing his previous composure.
There was no other way; this kind of opportunity was something everyone in the village dreamed of.
The village chief secretly wanted to give this excellent opportunity to someone who had been in the village longer, preferably someone from his own family.
Unfortunately, the two distinguished guests had high standards, and ordinary people simply couldn't arouse their interest. Even his proud son, Jeremy, didn't catch their eye.
Fortunately, as the village chief, he had agreed to let Anseil join the village, and even allowed him to bring his companions in. He had also treated him well and arranged good accommodations for him and his companions to stay in. He figured Anseil would appreciate this favor.
Once Ansel establishes a relationship with the two distinguished guests, he will naturally reap considerable benefits as well.
The village chief had a good plan, but he couldn't overcome the lack of cooperation from the parties involved.
"I will not see the distinguished guest of the capital." Ansel answered quite crisply, with a hint of impatience.
The village chief was taken aback, wondering if he had misheard: "You're not going?"
"No, I'm too lazy to go." Ansel pouted.
When he still harbored the intention to test Ning Wanwan, he was naturally happy to participate in these pre-arranged "plots." However, as time went on, he became increasingly uninterested in these tired-of-the-show plots.
Instead of wasting time on other pre-set storylines, I'd rather spend more time with Ning Wanwan.
village head:"……"
The village chief was still incredulous, never imagining that someone would refuse such a good thing.
"Ansel, are you really not going? This is a fantastic opportunity that others would kill for!"
“I already said I’m not going.” Ansel raised an eyebrow, looking increasingly impatient.
Ansel has never had much patience for these insignificant people who look down on him like ants.
Except for Ning Wanwan.
The village chief was very dissatisfied, but he didn't want to provoke Ansel's temper, lest he smash up the newly built wall in the village.
So the village chief started picking the easy targets—he looked at Ning Wanwan and gestured for her to say something to persuade Ansel.
Ning Wanwan: "..." Not good at socializing, she looked back at the village chief with some confusion.
I want her to speak.
But putting aside whether she could persuade Ansel, Ning Wanwan didn't feel that this matter had anything to do with her.
If Ansel doesn't want to see him, then I can't just drag him there.
To be honest, if I don't want to see someone, and that person keeps persuading or even pressuring me, I won't be happy either.
So after hesitating for a moment, Ning Wanwan slowly turned her head away to avoid the village chief's gaze, pretending not to understand his meaning, and silently lowered her head to count the patterns on the cup.
village head:"……"
The village chief is furious.
The village chief, a man of many experience, could tell from the beginning that Ning Wanwan was a rather ordinary person, unremarkable in terms of personality or ability, and not even very good at speaking.
But how could they be so clueless!
The village chief frowned and glanced at Ning Wanwan a few more times, coughed a few times, and wanted to give another hint, but Ansel had already turned his face dark and looked over, his eyes full of warning.
Do you want to cough a few more times?
The village chief, still wary of Ansel's fighting prowess, had no choice but to leave, filled with resentment.
Ning Wanwan let out a breath.
Although she had always sensed that the village chief was no different from the others in the village and didn't think much of her, she assumed that he was different from the others because he had always acted very kindly.
...Indeed, in this world, without talent, aptitude, and strength, one is destined to be looked down upon.
But Anseil...
Ning Wanwan couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Ansel.
To her surprise, Ansel was also resting his chin on his hand, blinking his purple eyes at her.
"Wanwan, if you ask me, you're giving him too much face. He's gotten too big for his britches. Next time he does that, just punch him. Don't be afraid of causing trouble."
Ansel spoke with great arrogance, leaving Ning Wanwan somewhat helpless.
"After all, we're still living in the village..."
Moreover, Ning Wanwan really dislikes getting into conflicts with others, and she avoids them whenever possible, especially in minor matters.
Moreover, Ning Wanwan knew very well that even if she did what Ansel suggested, did she really have the confidence to do it? She was just relying on Ansel.
Without the necessary qualifications, there's no way to fundamentally change this situation.
Ning Wanwan lowered her eyes.
Something inside me started to waver a little.
Xiao Zhou seemed to sense something, looked up at Ning Wanwan, remained silent for a while, but ultimately said nothing.
That slight wavering was just a normal person's emotional fluctuation, and Ning Wanwan quickly put it behind her.
Ning Wanwan was timid and lacked ambition; she didn't have enough desire to drive her to do anything excessive.
This time, the devil did not whisper temptations in her ear.
Ansel rested his chin on his hand, watching Ning Wanwan with a smile, not in a hurry at all.
If it were the old him, he would probably have wanted to lure Ning Wanwan into showing a different, darker side of herself, just to see a different side of her.
Just the thought of that girl's unique, rare, and precious malice, directed only at him and revealed only to him, made Anseille tremble with excitement.
However, Anseil is not in such a hurry now. Instead, he enjoys the peaceful and stable daily life of living under the same roof with the girl.
Of course, it would be even better if that eyesore weren't there. Ansel gave the small boat a malicious glance.
Unfortunately, Ning Wanwan wouldn't allow him to take action, and Xiao Zhou, as the true "master" of the test, was indeed not so easy to deal with.
However, once the test is over, it would be more perfect and happier for him and the girl to go to the real world.
As for the real "weapon," let it continue to lie dormant and rust here.
Ansel smiled with a delighted expression.
Anyway, he's not in a hurry at all right now; he has plenty of patience.
...
"Oh, he doesn't want to come," Qi Lin repeated, seemingly lost in thought, his expression calm and revealing nothing.
The village chief felt a sense of pressure and cautiously observed the expressions of the two adults, trying to guess their thoughts, but unfortunately he couldn't discern anything.
This Lord Qi Lin is so good at keeping his emotions hidden that even the village chief, who is usually good at reading people's expressions, is at a loss for what to do.
The man named Zhou Yanyao, on the other hand, seemed much easier to talk to.
Zhou Yanyao, however, didn't seem angry at all. Instead, he laughed heartily and said, "He is quite a temperamental person. It's normal to have talent and a temper."
The village chief chuckled and agreed.
"Where does he live?" Zhou Yanyao asked casually, seemingly piqued by his boredom.
"They live in the house across the street, sir."
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