Chapter 98 What a terrible teammate!
Noticing Wen Yao's scrutiny, the maid shrank back, her voice sounding unfamiliar:
"Mrs. Fu, I'm sorry, I've been allergic to dust lately and have to wear a mask."
How could a maid's job not involve exposure to dust? Wearing a mask is perfectly normal.
Wen Yao suddenly realized that this maid had it tough, having to work despite being allergic to dust.
It took more than an hour to get here, and it was the height of summer, so Wen Yao was parched. She picked up her cup and took a sip of water.
Not knowing what was going on upstairs, Wen Yao sat alone for half an hour, drinking several cups of tea, but Fu Yitu still hadn't come down.
She stood up and called to the maid who was cleaning nearby, "Excuse me, which side is the bathroom?"
The maid put down the rag she was holding. "Let me show you the way."
The maid led Wen Yao out of the living room and walked further and further away until they reached the backyard.
Wen Yao became wary. Such a large villa, and there wasn't even a bathroom? Why were they heading outwards?
Just as Wen Yao was about to turn and leave, the maid suddenly stopped and pointed to the small house next to her.
"Mrs. Fu, we've arrived at the restroom."
Wen Yao stared intently. It really was a bathroom. Was she overthinking things?
She asked, seemingly jokingly, "Isn't there a bathroom in the villa? Do people usually have to walk this far?"
The maid immediately bowed and apologized: "We maids live in the old buildings behind here. I just got used to walking this way. I'm sorry, Mrs. Fu!"
"It's okay, it's just a few more steps, consider it exercise." Wen Yao still felt something was off.
It's such a small thing, why is the maid always apologizing to her? It's as if Wen Yao did something bad to her.
A few minutes later, Wen Yao came out of the bathroom, having tidied her clothes. As she dried her hands, she said to the woman:
"Let's go back..."
Strange, I suddenly feel a little dizzy.
Wen Yao shook her head, but the dizziness only intensified, and the scene before her eyes gradually became blurry.
She realized what was happening and immediately looked up at the maid in front of her.
The maid smiled and took off her mask; it was An Rou Rou!
An Rourou waved to the nearby woods, and two burly men immediately came out.
Feeling she had made the best of a plan, An Rourou was in a wonderful mood.
Having been drugged and with the help of two burly men, she didn't believe Wen Yao could escape her grasp.
An Rourou didn't intend to say much to Wen Yao, lest things get complicated.
She directed two burly men to grab Wen Yao, and then stepped forward herself, wanting to see her make a fool of herself.
The smile had barely lasted three seconds when Wen Yao, who had just looked listless, suddenly sprang to her feet.
She threw two punches at the burly man's face, then crouched down and swept her leg, tripping both of them to the ground.
Wen Yao didn't let An Rourou, who was stunned in front of her, go. She kicked An Rourou so hard that she fell backward to the ground. Then she grabbed An Rourou's arm and made her roll over on the ground, before she hit An Rourou's back hard with her knee.
Wen Yao felt increasingly dizzy. She gritted her teeth and said, "8848, get out of here! I can't hold on much longer!"
8848 was still unwilling to give up, but the two strong men were about to get up, so it had no choice but to run around with Wen Yao.
Outside the woods, there was a house with its main door wide open. As soon as 8848 saw the heavy security door, he rushed in without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, the first thing you see upon entering the house is a downward staircase. Luckily, it was agile, otherwise Wen Yao would probably have said goodbye to the world and bid farewell to the King of Hell.
With a "bang," the door slammed shut, and 8848 returned his body to Wen Yao.
Wen Yao was already struggling to even lift her hand. She barely managed to keep her eyelids open and quickly contacted Fu Jinzhi before she fainted.
She slowly touched herself.
"Holy crap! Where's my phone?" Wen Yao's voice was full of emotion, but it grew softer and softer.
Upon hearing this, 8848's data stream started erratically. It recalled the previous scene, and it seemed that it had been fighting too hard and the phone had fallen out of its hand!
8848: [...]
Realizing the truth from the silence of 8848, Wen Yao slowly lay down on the ground: "It's not the god-like opponents I'm afraid of, it's the pig-like teammates..."
This door requires a key from both the inside and outside!
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yao completely lost consciousness. In the dark and silent room, only her faint breathing could be heard.
8848 was both guilty and anxious. It was bound to its host, and it could only last for a maximum of 10 minutes after Wen Yao lost consciousness.
It must make amends for its mistakes!
Although it can leave the room, it cannot be more than 20 meters away from Wen Yao.
Even if the phone is still there, 8848 can never go back.
Wen Yao accidentally entered the Mao family's wine cellar, which stored a large number of famous wines and was usually kept securely locked with a safety door.
Today happened to be the day to clean the wine cellar. The old man in charge of managing the cellar is getting on in years and has a bad memory. He forgot to close the door after cleaning.
Grandpa Mao was playing chess with his old friend when he suddenly slapped his forehead, his voice filled with annoyance, "I think I forgot to close the wine cellar door. Oh no, I have to go back and check!"
Another old man quickly grabbed him: "You're not trying to cheat because you're about to lose, are you? No way, finish this round before you leave!"
Grandpa Mao was so angry he puffed out his beard and glared at him: "You think I'd lose to you? It's easier for me to beat you than an ant!"
Another old man scoffed, "Then you should finish this game properly!"
Mr. Mao was provoked, but when he thought of the many expensive wines in the cellar, he calmed down.
He could only endure his old friend's humiliation, his face flushed red with anger as he angrily returned to his backyard.
"Huh, that's strange. So I closed the door." Old Man Mao stroked his beard, feeling increasingly that he was not as good as before.
With only two minutes of battery life left, the 8848 was in a panic when finally an old man came to help.
Overjoyed, it lost its senses, patted the old man on the shoulder, grabbed his clothes, and tried to lead him to the wine cellar.
But ordinary people aren't like Wen Yao; how could they accept such bizarre events?
Even Wen Yao was so frightened by the first time the materialized transparent 8848 patted her on the shoulder that she got goosebumps all over her body.
The old man's reaction was predictable.
When he was first patted on the shoulder, Grandpa Mao thought it was an acquaintance, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
Grandpa Mao was completely baffled. "Did I feel something wrong again?"
The next second, she saw her clothes fluttering in the wind, pulling him towards the wine cellar.
"Oh my god, I've seen a ghost!" Old Man Mao was so frightened that he was terrified. He broke out in a cold sweat in broad daylight and ran outside as fast as he could.
His speed was unusual for an elderly person, a stark contrast to his slow, hand-behind-the-back movements.
[Humans are so cowardly!] 8848 kept his hand still tugging at the hem of his clothes, complaining inwardly.
With 8848's unwillingness to give up, its battery life came to an end.
It was drawn back to Wen Yao's mind and entered a dormant period as the host fainted.
As for Fu Yitu, he came only to offer some psychological comfort to the Mao family.
When the white-haired, youthful-looking master gave him a large bowl of glutinous rice mixed with a strange powder and told him to call out Mao Xinmin's name while sprinkling it on her face...
Fu Yitu truly felt that the world was crazy.
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