If it weren't for Wei Sushen's warning look, Fang Shan would have almost kneaded him like a dough figurine. After confirming that the person was real, he secretly wondered... Why did the host's mouth suddenly feel like it was covered in honey?
"Are you keeping a mistress behind my back?" Fang Shan seemed to be considering examining his body. "If you were to secretly exchange your system with Chen Bingying's, the fate awaiting the host would be that of an adulterer and a mistress."
Wei Sushen said calmly, "Shentang?"
Fang Shan looked at him with a profound gaze. He sighed, skipping over the heavy topic, and rubbed his brows. "Host, aren't you sad? This mission was a huge loss."
Not only was it a waste of time, but without daily quests, I couldn't bring anything useful back. The "Puppetry" from the previous world was a bit of a rip-off, but at least it had its uses.
Wei Sushen's mentality was quite peaceful. The main reason why he agreed to carry out the mission was to see a different world, and the reward was just a by-product.
Seeing no sign of dissatisfaction, Fang Shan stopped talking about it. One of Wei Sushen's strengths was that he could maintain a balanced mentality.
He gathered some fruit from the house, placed it in his lunch box, and glanced at the sky outside. "I'll go deliver it in half an hour."
Wei Sushen was speechless, silently giving his little sympathy to Yun Han.
The sun's scorching heat gradually dissipated, and the warmth in Fang Shan's eyes seemed to disappear along with it.
When the incense on the table burned out, he deliberately changed into a more dazzling red shirt, giving people the illusion that he was almost writing his recommendation on his forehead.
Yun Han's door was open, and the scent of potion drifted through the air. But the room was no longer just populated by the living dead; Meng Xunmei was also there, helping out.
Fang Shan put away the smug look in his eyes, spoke with a smile, and took out some fruit for them to eat.
Yun Han rationally refused: "I have them all in my room."
"It's different," Fang Shan said, "This is a token of my heart."
Yun Han became even more alert.
Meng Xunmei suddenly spoke, her voice not loud but full of confidence: "In the future, I will prepare all these things for Brother Yun."
Fang Shan's expression remained unchanged. "That's for later. Let me handle it now."
Meng Xunmei was stunned. She didn't expect him to be so shameless.
Fang Shan coaxed him like a child: "Come on, open your mouth."
As Yun Han took a step back, he thought seriously about what he had done to arouse the other party's interest.
After blocking the dagger, Meng Xunmei saved the hero for the second time and stood in front of Yun Han: "It's not necessary now."
Fang Shan's eyebrows twitched: "What do you mean?"
Meng Xunmei spoke more subtly: "He already has someone taking care of him."
Fang Shan looked at Yun Han: "Really?"
Yun Han frowned. He had a good impression of Meng Xunmei, but it was far from the level of deep love. Thinking of what the other party had said before, he felt that it would not be a bad thing to have some contact with her, so he nodded.
Meng Xunmei smiled because of his answer. The two of them stood together, the man was talented and the woman was beautiful, and Fang Shan looked a bit like a witch in a fairy tale.
From the moment Yun Han nodded, Fang Shan clearly felt the loosening of the world's shackles, and his eyes lit up.
That fiery look was intimidating, and Yun Han wanted to retreat because of the gleam in his eyes.
During the stalemate, Fang Shan said something ambiguous: "You really didn't disappoint me."
Yun Han thought Fang Shan's behavior was becoming more and more bizarre. Looking at Meng Xunmei, he suddenly felt that his previous choice was quite wise.
Fang Shan didn't continue to force-feed him. He walked out the door and turned back with a strange smile: "I wish you two a happy marriage."
Meng Xunmei took a breath and asked, "What does he want to express?"
Yun Han shook his head, indicating that he was not sure, but he could already imagine that the terrible smiling face would appear in his nightmares for the next ten years.
Unlike their heaviness, Fang Shan walked back with light steps and pretended to be melancholy when he reached the door.
Wei Sushen exposed his disguise: "I have received the mission completion message."
Fang Shan showed a sad expression: "Something unexpected happened."
Wei Sushen said slowly: "If that were the case, I should be swimming in the river now."
Fang Shan coughed lightly and said, "Taking the host to jump into the river was just a joke."
Wei Sushen stared at him with suspicion.
Fang Shan checked his conscience and asked a different question: "Do you want to go sightseeing?"
Wei Sushen waited for him to continue, and Fang Shan said with a smile, "As the leader of the Demon Cult, would you consider a day trip to the Demon Cult?"
His response was an unequivocal rejection.
Li Wang and others had never had a close relationship with the leader of the Demon Cult and did not understand his character, so they could still deceive him. However, if they really joined the Demon Cult, it would not be easy to conceal it completely.
Fang Shan sighed regretfully. Sometimes, finding a completely calm host also has its downsides.
"How can we not seek some excitement when we go out?" He continued to urge without giving up.
Compared to the turbulent times in the previous worlds, Fang Shan had no fun in this plane.
Wei Sushen looked at him intently and said seriously, "For me, this is exciting enough."
From believing himself to be a miracle doctor to becoming the leader of a cult, his life has experienced great ups and downs.
Thinking back to when the host claimed to be a miracle doctor, Fang Shan also contributed a large part of the effort. To say he contributed is an understatement, as his contribution was invaluable.
Slightly guilty, he changed the subject: "Are you interested in extreme sports?"
Wei Sushen was silent for a moment: "Tell me in detail."
Fang Shan: "Follow me."
At the top of the mountain, where the wind is so strong, anyone with a lighter weight will be blown off.
Wei Sushen and Fang Shan stood side by side beside a protruding rock, leaning against the rock surface to block some of the strong wind.
Fang Shan looked down at the scenery below the mountain and said, "This is a great place for natural bungee jumping."
Wei Sushen: "Where's the rope?"
Fang Shan shook his head: "No need to be so complicated, I will teleport you back the moment the host is about to fall to the ground."
Wei Sushen looked at him deeply, then turned and left.
Fang Shan held him back: "Don't miss this opportunity."
Wei Sushen remained indifferent.
Fang Shan challenged, "Life is a breath of fresh air. What's the point of being timid?"
"You're right," Wei Sushen said, "so I have to hold on to that breath."
“…”
Faced with his resolute refusal, Fang Shan had to unilaterally reach a consensus with him and choose the most common method of getting back through.
His tone was drawn out, expressing his depression: "Come on, close your eyes."
Wei Sushen retreated a few meters and stood under an old tree, pressing his back against the bark before closing his eyes.
Fang Shan's eyelids twitched. "Host, do you suspect that I would be so mad as to push you down the mountain?"
Wei Sushen opened his eyes and answered very frankly: "It's hard to say."
“…”
When the other party closed his eyes again, Fang Shan sneered, suddenly leaned forward, and supported himself on the tree with one hand: "It will do you no good to offend me."
As for the tree dong, many of the hosts he had led before had done it, and Fang Shan followed suit, expecting Wei Sushen to show a panicked expression.
However--
Not even bothering to lift his eyelids, Wei Sushen could look down upon others just by tilting his head.
Fang Shan, who was being stared down at, gradually became serious in expression... He almost forgot that this action had strict height requirements.
He sniffed sadly and snapped his fingers maintaining his last bit of dignity.
The familiar feeling of weightlessness came over him, and the last thing Wei Sushen saw was the red hems of the two people's clothes blown by the wind.
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The dizziness passed, and he slowly opened his eyes. At first, he saw snowflakes, and it took him a while to adjust before he regained his perception of the world's colors. There was no sparrow-like chirping in his ears, and Wei Sushen was quite uncomfortable for a moment.
He looked around but didn't see Fang Shan.
When he walked out of the room, he saw the little fat boy comfortably sitting on the sofa, eating snacks and playing video games. Wei Sushen frowned as he watched.
Ever since Wei Ye was kicked out of the house because of Chen Bingying's stay or departure, Wei Supei has become more and more unruly without strict parental supervision.
Hearing footsteps, the little fat boy turned around, and when he saw it was Wei Sushen, he was so scared that his hands shook and the potato chips scattered all over the floor.
"Have you seen Fang Shan?"
The little fat man nodded stiffly and pointed in the direction of the door: "Just went out."
Wei Sushen tried to call out in his mind.
[The system you dialed is currently out of service.]
Wei Sushen walked out with a cold face: "Speak humanly, I know it's you."
After a brief silence, Fang Shan's voice came: "Okay, you win."
"Where?"
There was another silence. After a while, Fang Shan said, "I'm..."
"Fifteen seconds." Wei Sushen interrupted him: "It seems that you have made up a very remarkable excuse."
Fang Shan felt unprecedented pressure as his tricks were exposed again and again while walking on the street.
"Just going to see a friend."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I'll go over now."
Fang Shan looked puzzled after the call was hung up. He hadn't told Wei Sushen where he was yet, so how could he find him?
He shook his head, picked up a sack from the garbage truck on the roadside, sat in a convenience store and stared at the community across the street.
Just as the instant noodles were finished, a tall, familiar figure appeared before him. Fang Shan closed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly: "How did the host find you?"
"Meeting a friend?" Wei Sushen glanced at the sack in his hand and said sarcastically, "Given your vindictive nature, you must be here to cause trouble for Chen Bingying."
To put it more bluntly, it is to cause trouble for Chen Bingying's system.
Fang Shan coughed lightly and said, "Host, you've misjudged me. I won't do anything that would alarm the enemy."
Wei Sushen said coldly, "I'm afraid someone is planning to put a sack over your head, drag you into an alley and beat you up, thinking they'll get away with it."
Their sights probed, met, and collided in mid-air.
After a long time, Fang Shan put the sack away, which was considered as his tacit agreement to his plan.
Wei Sushen sat down opposite him, even eating instant noodles with extraordinary elegance: "It's not the time yet."
Fang Shan looked out the window and made a decision: "I'll do as you say."
When he turned his head again, his pupils dilated slightly, and all of his instant noodles had already entered the other person's mouth.
Wei Sushen wiped the corner of his mouth gently with a tissue: "It tastes good."
Fang Shan's voice trembled: "You actually eat alone?"
Wei Sushen pushed the instant noodle bucket towards him and said compassionately, "There's still soup."
Fang Shan was surprised at his own composure, having managed to hold back from a fight. But Wei Sushen suddenly turned his head and said, "Chen Bingying is out."
Fang Shan's attention was temporarily diverted. He looked over and saw a girl in a floral dress across the street who was particularly eye-catching. She was talking and laughing with a man as they came out of the community.
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