Mo Shuwan wasn't angry at all. Seeing the young man kneeling down and apologizing in such a fearful manner, she actually found it rather disheartening. She said, "You can leave now."
The young man's face turned deathly pale. "I...I want to stay."
"what ever."
After Mo Shuwan finished speaking, she looked at the passengers who had remained quiet ever since the young man made his provocation, and said, "Now I'll add one more thing: don't underestimate anyone. Sometimes what you think is a weak person might actually be a super strong person who could save your life in a critical moment."
Mo Shuwan had said everything that needed to be said and could be said. After thinking for a moment, she felt that there was really nothing more to say, so she waved her hand and said, "Everyone, go and get familiar with yourselves."
However, the passengers had just witnessed Yun Chen silently bringing someone over from a distance, and now all they wanted to do was talk to them. They all sat there, not wanting to leave at all.
"Moderator, can we chat a little longer? Could you tell us about your experience completing the task?"
The forum user, who had been spurred on by the phrase "I don't want to become a corpse," stood up excitedly. "I've been able to come back alive these past few times thanks to the information the moderator posted in the thread. Thank you! I'll do anything you ask!"
After he finished speaking, some people in the crowd echoed his sentiments. Mo Shuwan, who had gained a few new fans, was both amused and exasperated. "No need," she said.
After all, it was the first time Mo Shuwan and her companions had met Yu Yan and Bao Bao. After greeting the other passengers, they left. Some passengers secretly followed behind, but they would often be met with a murderous glare within two minutes.
When they arrived at Mo Shuwan's house, there were no passengers left. Yun Chen, who had successfully made his way out, was chewing on a crystal and walked into the living room first.
As soon as she entered the room, Mo Shuwan couldn't wait to reach out her eager hands to Liu Dongcheng's son. The little guy was only two years old and his little body was still chubby. Holding him in her arms made her heart melt.
Moreover, the little guy was surprisingly well-behaved, not crying or fussing even when Mo Shuwan held him.
Looking at Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo standing together, Liu Dongcheng said, "If you like them, have one yourself."
"...I'm busy!"
...
"Have you finished writing?"
"It's written. Title: Shocking! Hundreds of violent forum members gathered at the Huinong Hotel where Lu Yuzhi stayed. The truth is..."
"Okay, send it out with this title."
The young man nodded, preparing to send out the manuscript, but when he looked up again, he saw a blank screen on his computer. He blinked rapidly, then disbelievingly exited the editing page, searching the entire computer but finding no trace of the manuscript. "How could this be... I clearly just..."
Similar incidents occurred in all the media offices at the scene. Whenever they tried to publish articles about the Huinong Hotel, the articles would immediately disappear. At first, everyone thought they might have accidentally deleted them by pressing some key, but as they tried, they eventually discovered that no matter what method they used, even if they copied them by hand, the articles would eventually disappear.
Watching themselves disappear one by one, the meeting room fell into complete silence. After what seemed like an eternity, someone finally asked tremblingly, "Um, were you all hallucinating just now? Why did the words on the paper seem to disappear...?"
As he spoke, the rest of his voice faded away, and a chill suddenly ran through him.
Everyone began to recall what had happened yesterday, but soon they found that their memories of the previous night had become very vague.
"Holy crap! A paranormal event?!"
With a startled cry, the young man sitting at the desk grabbed the pen on the table and, panting heavily, wrote down the four characters "Huinong Hotel." Before he could write anything more, all that remained in his eyes was a blank stare.
The young man looked at the obviously flustered handwriting on the paper and muttered in confusion, "Huinong Hotel? Why would I suddenly write these words?"
The commotion caused by the passengers at the Huinong Hotel last night was all wiped away by the bus. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, only two days remained until the start of the competition.
In the past few days, Mo Shuwan went home with Wen Zuo and had a meal with Wen Zuo's mother and brother, who were full of surprise and bewilderment. In the end, since the two families lived in the same community, Mo Shuwan simply took Wen Zuo back home as well, which scared the two elders.
They all said they really wouldn't pressure her to get married, and that she shouldn't just find anyone to impersonate her...
The two elders, whose imaginations ran wild, were left speechless with amusement and exasperation. Mo Shuwan repeatedly assured them that Wen Zuo was indeed her boyfriend before they reluctantly believed her. Then, as they were about to leave, they pulled Mo Shuwan aside and told her not to easily live with a boy, no matter how much she liked him.
However, Wen Zuo's health has improved, and he can hear the mother and daughter's conversation clearly even from a distance. After saying goodbye to the two elders, he smiled all the way to the bus.
When Mo Shuwan came out of the room, she saw Wen Zuo grinning foolishly again. She reached out and tugged at his hair, speechless. "Come on, you've been laughing like this for days."
Wen Zuo coughed lightly, "I can't help it, your parents are so cute."
“Of course.” Mo Shuwan couldn’t help but smile. “Zheng Shanhe just messaged me, hoping to cooperate with us in the competition.”
"A collaboration? This isn't an employment relationship?"
"No, it's about cooperation. I think it's a good idea. Although he's injured, he can still run and jump, and his combat strength isn't bad. He also has a lot of strange and unusual things. Cooperating with him shouldn't be a bad thing."
As Mo Shuwan spoke, she replied to the smiling face who somehow found her personal information. She really had to admire this guy. Ever since she sold him the things that day, he started calling himself her best friend and left comments on her posts every day, saying that best friends should add each other as contacts.
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