Chapter 162 (First Release)...
It was only at this moment that Ning Wanwan belatedly realized the sense of insecurity she felt being alone in her residence amidst such a precarious situation.
Fortunately, Ning Wanwan was used to being alone. After repeating to herself several times not to be afraid and that nothing would happen, she quickly adapted to the feeling.
When there's nothing to do, one tends to overthink. Ning Wanwan did some small things that she didn't usually have to do herself, such as tidying up and boiling water, while wondering when the heavy snow would stop, and what to do if it didn't stop for a long time.
Just then, Ning Wanwan suddenly heard a faint, subtle sound coming from the courtyard outside the door.
It's somewhat like the soft crunching sound of someone deliberately walking lightly on the snow, the soles of their shoes rubbing against the snow.
Ning Wanwan couldn't help but hold her breath, standing still and listening carefully again, thinking that she might have misheard.
When the faint creaking sound came again after a while, Ning Wanwan's hope was dashed, and she knew that someone was probably coming.
She slowly and silently walked to the window, trying to see who it was.
Then she saw a familiar boy, about ten years old, frowning and looking impatient, tiptoeing towards the house, peering out as if trying to see if anyone was inside.
He is the village chief's son, Jeremy.
Although he is not yet an adult, he has clearly been well cared for by his family and is practically an adult.
However, compared to before, his complexion was not good at this moment.
How did he manage to climb over the wall to get in here? What is he trying to do?
In short, coming here under these circumstances is most likely not a good thing.
Worried that he would see her, Ning Wanwan bent down and squatted under the window after she saw him clearly, wondering what to do.
Her move was wise, because soon Jeremy was at the window, practically squeezing through the crack, peering at the neat and warm interior, a glint of greed and malice in his eyes.
Then came the sound of someone prying open a window.
However, the window had been upgraded and modified by Ansel and his team, so Jeremy couldn't pry it open. He tried a few more times, but had to give up.
Ning Wanwan hoped that he would leave quickly after failing to see the person or succeed in his scheme, but unfortunately, her hopes were dashed. After a while, there was a knock on the front door.
"Is anyone home? It's Jeremy, the village chief's son," a voice came from outside the door.
Ning Wanwan pursed her lips and remained silent.
"Are you there? Open the door quickly." The knocking became more and more urgent, and the door almost shook.
After a while, as if knowing that no one would come to open the door, the knocking stopped.
Just as Ning Wanwan breathed a slight sigh of relief but stared at the door even more intently, a faint voice suddenly sounded from outside the window: "Sister Ning Wanwan, I know you're home."
Ning Wanwan was startled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She quickly backed away, trying to calm her heart, which was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode.
Fortunately, the window was sturdy, and his voice didn't come through the cracks very loudly. However, the distorted face pressed against the window was quite frightening.
"Jeremy, what are you doing here?" Ning Wanwan asked casually.
Jeremy stared at her feigned composure for a moment, then suddenly scoffed.
"I thought someone as talentless as you would be so timid that you'd open the door easily if you were just scared. Turns out you have some guts."
Ning Wanwan: "..." She really didn't have much courage.
But even a fool would know that it's impossible to open the door at this time!
Ning Wanwan, who suffers from amnesia and has a weak sense of belonging to this world, cannot empathize with the situation. In this distorted world, where the village chief is like a local tyrant, the deeper meaning of "the village chief's son" is revealed.
Ning Wanwan frowned slightly as she looked at Jeremy's face.
At this point, Jeremy was completely different from how he had acted before.
He used to at least pretend and hide it a little, but now it seems he has exposed all his dark side.
"What kind of look is that?" Jeremy suddenly became angry, banging on the window a few times. "What right does someone as well-protected as you have to look at me like that?"
Ning Wanwan was taken aback.
She noticed the dark circles under Jeremy's eyes and recalled that when the village chief came that morning, he had also concealed his fatigue very well.
Has the situation in the village really gotten this bad?
“…I’m sorry,” Ning Wanwan finally said, “but if even you are feeling anxious, then the situation for others must be even more terrible.”
Jeremy paused for a moment, then scoffed dismissively, "So what if they are? They were just barely clinging to life anyway. If you ask me, this snow is a good thing; it's perfect for cleaning up all the useless weaklings."
He banged on the window a few more times: "So let me in quickly!"
Ning Wanwan: "No."
Ning Wanwan paused for a few seconds, then quickly said, "Besides, according to you, you can't get in on your own, so you're also the weak one."
Jeremy gave a "Yo!" as if looking at her for the first time. "You've gotten much bolder since you first came to the village. Who gave you that, Ansel?"
Ning Wanwan kept a straight face and didn't say anything.
Jeremy seemed to suddenly become curious, though even that curiosity was tinged with malice: "By the way, it's been so long, hasn't Ansel gotten tired of you yet? How do you usually try to please him?"
“He kept you hidden so well, behind the scenes where no one in our village could see you. What methods did you use to make him so obsessed with you? Tell me, we’ve been curious for a long time.”
"Or you could use it on me."
Ning Wanwan frowned and looked at him: "What methods? What methods could you possibly have?"
"Besides, I might have talent, it's just that it hasn't been tested yet," Ning Wanwan stated earnestly.
She knew very well what kind of situation she would end up in this world if she were certain she had no talent... In short, she had to deny it.
Jeremy stared at her incredulously, his expression a little comical with astonishment: "You care about this... Looks like you really don't know anything."
Despite still being half a child, he spoke with an air of far more knowledge than Ning Wanwan.
Ning Wanwan was confused: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Jeremy didn't answer her, and continued muttering to himself.
He looked at her as if she were some kind of incredible being: "That guy Ansel actually didn't touch you... I'm really surprised..."
Ning Wanwan: "...What exactly are you talking about?"
Ning Wanwan frowned, pondered for a while, and finally understood what was going on. She slowly opened her eyes wide.
"Where did you learn that, you're not even an adult yet?"
This village has little entertainment and is isolated from news. There are no ways for news to explode in the world, so a child shouldn't be thinking about these things.
Ning Wanwan didn't think of it at first. One reason was that she hadn't really thought about it in this way, and the other was her habitual way of thinking. She only regarded Jeremy as someone with the same mental state as him.
Ning Wanwan's face showed only shock, not anger or annoyance. Jeremy glanced at her, his expression a little strange: "You're not angry?"
Ning Wanwan thought for a moment, then nodded and shook her head: "It's not that I'm not angry at all... I'm alright."
She was definitely a little angry, but perhaps the other person wasn't someone she cared about. Apart from that little bit of anger, Ning Wanwan didn't really have any other emotions.
“You’re quite the oddball outsider,” Jeremy muttered, giving her a few more curious glances.
Now that he seemed to have confirmed it would be difficult to force his way into the house, Jeremy stopped trying to pry open the doors and windows. He looked Ning Wanwan up and down, his eyes darting around, as if he was plotting something.
Ning Wanwan: "What are you trying to do?"
Once she confirmed that Jeremy couldn't get in, she wasn't as nervous as she had been at the beginning.
Jeremy knocked on the window: "Hey, Ning Wanwan—sister."
He originally intended to just call her by her full name, but then suddenly added "sister," which sent chills down Ning Wanwan's spine.
"Uh... just say what's on your mind." Ning Wanwan rubbed her arms, clearly feeling a bit disgusted.
Jeremy scoffed, unconcerned: "I was originally planning that if we really couldn't get in, I'd just—burn this place down!"
"Since I can't get in anyway, I might as well burn the house down. That way I can get in and take some leftover food. It's better than getting nothing at all."
He chuckled as he observed Ning Wanwan's sudden tense expression, then shrugged. "But don't worry, I've changed my mind. I suddenly don't want to burn you down with this house like this."
Ning Wanwan: "...So, what do you want to do?"
Jeremy: "I don't want to do anything."
Ning Wanwan didn't believe a word he said, and she even wanted to turn around and leave, but Jeremy's expression darkened and he called her back.
"But I might change my mind at any time. If you talk to me a little more, I'll be happy and maybe the fever will really stop."
Ning Wanwan turned around, frowning at him: "Aren't you afraid Ansil and the others will come back?"
Jeremy replied nonchalantly, "I'm not stupid enough to run away when they come back. Besides, don't expect them to be back anytime soon; they won't be back anytime soon."
Clearly, Jeremy had known this all along.
Perhaps... it was planned together with the village chief.
Ning Wanwan's heart tightened. If the village chief was really involved, then things would be very difficult.
Wait, don't scare yourself... If the village chief were really involved, the situation would definitely be much more urgent and dangerous right now, instead of remaining at this stalemate.
Let's stall Jeremy for now... If a fire really breaks out, even though Ansel and the others will definitely rush back as soon as they find out, I'm still here, so I can't gamble... It's no big deal to just say a few words.
So Ning Wanwan asked, "What do you want to talk about? I don't think we have much to talk about..."
Jeremy waved his hand: "That's not necessarily true. Actually, we have quite a lot to talk about."
As he spoke, Jeremy suddenly chuckled maliciously, "But Ning Wanwan—sister, you're way too easy to understand."
"Too stupid... no, I should say, too naive adults can't survive here."
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