Bu Tian Gang Ch108

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 108

When Dong Zhi woke up the next day, as usual, he habitually lay in bed for a while, confirmed his position, then slowly woke up. He leaned to the side casually but touched a warm body. He couldn’t help being startled and quickly turned his head.

The spacious bed was enough for two people. He used to sleep on one side while letting the other side be empty with pillows, but now instead of pillows, there was a person lying there. The other person had a perfect appearance, but his eyes were closed, as if he were seducing others to wake him up with a kiss.

After Dong Zhi stared for a while, he looked away and turned his gaze to the ceiling, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up quietly, the arc becoming bigger and wider.

“What are you smiling about?”

Dong Zhi didn’t know when the person next to him had woken up. Long Shen’s voice didn’t seem sleepy. Perhaps he had woken up a while ago and was just closing his eyes to refresh his mind.

“Master, can you pinch me?”

Dong Zhi was in a daze upon seeing Long Shen. He felt that this request would be too strange, so he coughed lightly. “I dreamed of the heavenly demon on the plane before, so I’m afraid everything now is an illusion woven by him…”

Naturally, Long Shen didn’t pinch him but instead responded by giving Dong Zhi a kiss. When the other party was almost out of breath, Long Shen finally eased up.

The hot and humid breath slowly rose, when suddenly Dong Zhi remembered a serious problem.

“Is the curse contagious?”

“What?” Long Shen didn’t understand.

Dong Zhi said embarrassedly, “Transmitting through kissing.”

He thought of this because he had heard that the poison the Gu witches used was actually a kind of bacteria that entered the body through direct contact between humans. If curses were homologous to gu, then they should follow the same principle.

“No.”

Long Shen didn’t know where his apprentice had gone with his rich imagination. Even if it was contagious, they had kissed so many times last night that it was too late now.

Dong Zhi blushed and took the initiative to put his arms around Long Shen’s neck. “Then kiss again?”

Long Shen saw Dong Zhi’s shyness and anxiety, so he lowered his head and gave Dong Zhi another peck on the lips.

“Getting up?”

Dong Zhi shook his head. He was staring at the blue sea and bright sky outside, in a room with a comfortable temperature, in the company of the person he loved most, and he wanted this moment to last forever.

Long Shen rarely had leisure, so he didn’t rush Dong Zhi. The two cuddled like this, quietly leaning on the bedside while enjoying the hard-won tender moments.

“Master.”

“Hmm.”

“When the Changshou Sword was stained with my blood, it took me to a fantasy realm and showed me a vision of all you have experienced. Is the Changshou Sword your clone?”

“No.” Long Shen frowned slightly. He didn’t expect such a situation from the Changshou Sword.

Dong Zhi looked at Long Shen. “Does it have a spirit inside it?”

Long Shen was silent for a moment. “Did you see the process of how I was forged in the vision?”

Dong Zhi didn’t know whether this would offend the privacy of the artifact spirit and felt a little uneasy. “I saw it, but I didn’t mean to. The time and place that the Changshou Sword showed me seemed to be random.”

“I know.” Long Shen didn’t accuse him. “Then do you remember how I was formed?”

Naturally, Dong Zhi remembered.

“From the qi of the air of the mountains, the spirit of the green wood, the ice of the sky, the dew without roots, the chalcedony of the earth, the brilliance of the stars, the essence of the sun and moon, and the blood of Ou Yezi?”

Long Shen nodded. “These eight things are fused together and eventually refined into my sword. After thousands of years, they helped me transform and take shape so that I could decompose my own essence more easily than ordinary people. When you left Beijing, I injected a ray of my soul into the Changshou Sword, which is why when you dreamt of the heavenly demon on the plane, I could sense it.”

Dong Zhi also remembered. At that time, they did take a special passage, and he took the Changshou Sword with him. When he dreamed, he held it and didn’t let go.

He was slightly shaken.

He never thought that Long Shen had liked him so early. His master took such trouble because he was afraid that he was a fledgling, didn’t have the experience, and would lose his life. That was why Long Shen sent a wisp of his soul into the sword so he could perceive Dong Zhi’s situation at any time.

In this way, the spring breeze and rain gave life*, silently nourishing him. If he hadn’t asked about it today, he would’ve never known.

*(春风化雨) Metaphor referring to good edification and education. || It’s basically saying Long Shen is a very good master because he was looking out for his disciple all this time.

But did he deserve to be treated this well by Long Shen?

“Master, can you take your soul back?”

Long Shen shook his head but didn’t explain much. He only said, “No, it doesn’t have much effect on me.”

Dong Zhi took Long Shen’s hands and clasped them.

“I think the most correct thing I have done in my life was on Changbai Mountain. Even when you said it was impossible for me to join the Special Administration Bureau, I didn’t give up.”

Long Shen smiled faintly but didn’t say it. It was precisely because Dong Zhi was unwilling to give up no matter what, and he passed the written test and interview with excellent grades, and he didn’t give up on any ordinary people during the zombie simulation, that his idea of taking on an apprentice came into being.

Perhaps since then he had put Dong Zhi in his eyes but forgotten that his eyes were connected to his heart, so his feelings could only slowly penetrate it from his eyes.

After lying around for a while this morning, Dong Zhi’s stomach finally protested, and Long Shen no longer indulged him. He called room service so Dong Zhi could continue to stay in bed.

The weather outside was lovely. The sun was shining brightly, and the surface of the sea glistened differently from the brilliance of last night. As far as the eye could see, there was a clear line between the blue and light blue, just like him and Long Shen. Originally, they were from two different worlds, but in the end, they became a common part of the sea.

Dong Zhi still felt a bit of regret. He originally wanted to take Long Shen parasailing and snorkeling, but now his body couldn’t handle any strenuous activities. If he had another angina attack while parasailing and died in midair, it would cause a lot of trouble for the owner of the company, so Dong Zhi dispelled this idea. Fortunately, Long Shen didn’t feel bored. Given his temperament, he had no problem staying in the room for the entire day.

After eating, Dong Zhi stretched his waist, sat on the sofa in front of the window, and took out the drawing board he had brought and started painting.

Long Shen took out a book and read next to him. The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

Since opening up last night, Dong Zhi wanted to kiss and hug Long Shen the moment he saw him, but he didn’t want Long Shen to think he was being too clingy, so after a few glances, he looked away and focused on painting.

“Master, do you have anything you wish to have drawn?” he asked.

Long Shen thought for a while. “Help me draw a picture of you.”

Dong Zhi was stunned.

“You only drew me last time.”

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “Okay.”

His pen moved quickly on the tablet, scribbling and changing. An outline soon appeared on the screen. The lines were slowly corrected from the draft, and then color was added. The sun slipped from overhead to the other side of the sea as an afternoon was spent in the aroma of coffee and tea.

Long Shen raised his eyes and saw that the drawing had been almost completed, just short of its finishing touches.

The picture Dong Zhi drew wasn’t complicated. It was still in a dark environment. Long Shen, Dong Zhi, Liu Qingbo, and Huo Jie were walking forward in pairs. Long Shen recognized that this was when they were in the cave underwater, but he could see that his own image was finer and more attentive in the painting. Dong Zhi even remembered the details of his clothes at the time. When he compared that to the image of Dong Zhi, he found that Dong Zhi’s was much rougher.

Long Shen said, “You can draw yourself finer.”

Dong Zhi smiled. “I think it’s good.”

“When you finish coloring, send it to my email.”

Dong Zhi agreed and continued to color his drawing. Suddenly, Long Shen’s phone rang. He answered in the room without avoiding Dong Zhi.

After a while, he hung up the phone and said to Dong Zhi, “It’s a call from the Northwest Branch. Boss Che is out of seclusion and will be free in two days. We’ll go to Xi’an the day after tomorrow.”

Dong Zhi had heard about all the branches in the Special Administration Bureau, but only in the literal sense.

It was said that the director of the Northwest Branch was Che Bai. After they came out of the underground in Yinchuan last time, the aftermath was handed over to the Northwest Branch. Long Shen and Song Zhicun were relieved and immediately took a flight back. There was no need for them to stay in the local area to continue supervision, which showed that they had great trust in Director Che.

Seeing as how Long Shen hadn’t found a way to resolve the curse on Dong Zhi and thought about asking the head of a branch for help instead of going back to Beijing to find Zong Ling, Zhang Xiankun, or the other big consultants, this wasn’t due to personal feelings but because Long Shen thought Director Che was more capable.

After staying in the Special Administration Bureau for so long, Dong Zhi gradually understood a rule. He would not be able to rise if he wasn’t capable enough. Some were purely for personal reasons, such as Long Shen. With his qualifications and abilities, he could have sat in a much higher position. Some people aspired for promotions as officials to make fortunes, while others liked to take action. Long Shen was obviously the latter, as he preferred to do things himself rather than watch others do it. Seeing the world achieve peace by his own hands would make him happier than getting any high-ranking position.

It seemed that this Director Che Bai was such a person.

“Master, is Boss Che very powerful?”

Long Shen said, “He doesn’t have a teacher lineage, but he is also a spirit that cultivated its form.”

Although he had expected this, Dong Zhi couldn’t help but be surprised. He now knew that most artifact spirits’ names hinted at what their true form was. For example, Long Shen was transformed from the Long Yuan sword. Tang Jing was a homonym for a mirror of the Tang Dynasty*. Ming Xian, if carefully thought about, was indeed related to the zither. So what would be the original form of Director Che Bai?

*Clarity: Tang Jing uses the Jing from clean (净) which is a homonym for mirror (镜).

He couldn’t help but come up with some guesses and then said, “Is Boss Che transformed from a carriage* of some form?”

*Che Bai (车白) means white car/vehicle, which is why Dong Zhi guessed this.

Even for a serious person like Long Shen, he couldn’t help but find this amusing.

“Why didn’t you guess if he’s a white deer or a white fox?”

Well, that would also make sense. Dong Zhi wrinkled his brows. “Then why is his surname Che? Was it randomly chosen?”

Long Shen: “Most names are accidental. Some people associate their origin with their names just to express a kind of gratitude or commemoration.”

Dong Zhi nodded. He knew that in Long Shen’s heart, he must feel deeply for Ou Yezi.

“Master, do you know where Ou Yezi has a shrine or tombstone that we can pay homage to? I want to worship him and visit his shrine every year in the future.”

Long Shen smiled and held Dong Zhi’s hand.

He had never experienced this kind of feeling; the feeling of someone knowing his own heart so easily. Although it felt unfamiliar, his heart was beating with a slight joy that he couldn’t ignore.

So this was love.

“No need. Everything becomes empty when you die. You only need the intentions in your heart. The form isn’t important.”

The topic returned to Che Bai. Long Shen said, “The name of Boss Che is indeed related to his origin, but it’s removed from his surname. If you take the left radical of Xuanyuan, you get Che, and taking the right from cypress you get Bai*.”

*Clarity: [Xuanyuan] (轩辕) Both characters use the radical [Che] (车) for their left radical. Cypress [柏] uses the radical [Bai] (白) as its right radical.

The speed at which Dong Zhi blinked his eyes sped up. Even if he saw the three-headed giant python or the Wuzhiqi at this moment, they wouldn’t shock him, because he had just learned that the director of the Northwest Branch turned out to be the Xuanyuan Cypress* planted by the Yellow Emperor himself.

*Refers to the cypress in the Xuanyuan Temple of Huangling. Supposedly, it was planted by Emperor Xuanyuan (Yellow Emperor) himself.

In other words, Dong Zhi was about to meet the ancestor of his own nation, the living Xuanyuan Cypress?

He had long known that the Special Administration Bureau had crouching tigers and hidden dragons, but when he heard Che Bai’s original form with his own ears, it took several seconds to digest it.

“I have seen testimonials that the Xuanyuan Cypress was actually planted in the Han Dynasty?”

Long Shen shook his head. “During the Spring and Autumn, Ou Yezi and I traveled all over the world. At that time, we already had a meeting with Boss Che.”

Dong Zhi was fascinated. Thinking about the era when heroes gathered and hundreds of families were fighting, he hated that he wasn’t born thousands of years earlier, even if Long Shen was still a sword at that time.

Long Shen said, “The reason why curse techniques are regarded as witchcraft is precisely because they’re related to the person who casts them. Even Boss Che may not be able to completely resolve it. I just hope you won’t be disappointed when the time comes.”

Dong Zhi smiled. “No.”

He never dreamed that his feelings would be accepted by Long Shen. Now that even this wish had been fulfilled, Dong Zhi suddenly discovered that life and death weren’t actually so important to him anymore.

Long Shen seemed to see through his thoughts, and his expression slightly softened. “Also, because of the need to hide his identity at work, Boss Che was once married, but his wife died prematurely due to illness. Although you and I are confirmed, it is best not to behave too much in front of him, so as not to arouse his sadness.”

Dong Zhi found this unexpected. “Artifact spirits could also get sick?”

His thinking was simple. Since Boss Che was an artifact spirit, then the person with him would naturally be one as well.

However, Long Shen said, “His wife was an ordinary person.”

From these few words, Dong Zhi could make up a thrilling and touching story, but what surprised him even more was an artifact spirit getting married. In his opinion, most of them were clear-headed, like his master, with the exception of Tang Jing.

Seeing that he wanted to say something but held himself back, Long Shen asked, “What did you want to say?”

Dong Zhi couldn’t restrain his curiosity. “Aren’t all spirits single-mindedly focused on cultivation?”

Long Shen was surprised by this question. “Since artifact spirits can take form, naturally they have also gained the seven emotions and six desires, which make them no different from ordinary people. They just have a longer lifespan and can’t have children.”

After a pause, Long Shen continued, “You’re not in good health now, so you can’t do too much intense exercise or there’s a risk it could trigger an attack. If you want, we can talk about it after the curse is lifted.”

Although Long Shen had a mild temperament, he was more magnanimous than anyone else. He was never keen on the human behavior of holding back one’s appetite and refusing to eat.

Dong Zhi’s heart collapsed. He wanted to say he didn’t want it, or didn’t need it, but such a reply would seem strange and would look as if he was trying to cover things up. His fair complexion suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked at Long Shen, trying to defend himself, but he felt it was a bit ridiculous, so he could only endure.

Apparently, the degree of spiritual communication between them wasn’t enough. Long Shen misunderstood his reaction and suddenly laughed, “In fact, if you want, we don’t have to have physical contact.”

Before Dong Zhi understood what the other party meant by this, he saw Long Shen reach out and point his finger at his brow.

A stream of heat immediately swirled in front of Dong Zhi’s brows.

“Close your eyes,” Long Shen said.

Dong Zhi didn’t know what was going on but still obediently obeyed.

Around his body was darkness, but suddenly there was a flash of light.

Dong Zhi found himself in an empty world that seemed to be between the ethereal universe. A breeze was rippling everywhere, but it was as warm as spring. However, it was hazy, like looking at flowers in the fog. He only felt a laziness emerge from his bones. When he woke up, he couldn’t help but want to stretch, but he couldn’t move. He was standing on a lone flower branch, and each step he took made it shake.

He had become a flower.

A bud on a branch that was waiting to bloom.

This thought rose vaguely in his heart. His soul was separated from his body. He clearly saw that he was drenched by the torrential rain, and he felt wet all over, but the rain wasn’t cold; it felt warm like a hot spring. The flower became more lazy as it was gently caressed by fingers, slowly stretching out into the sun and breeze. It swayed gently as the buds flapped out, petal by petal, in the wind.

The sun shone on him, drying out the raindrops, but he still retained their moisture. It was warm and fragrant, and he felt drunk but without the wine.

His soul was independent of the flower, yet he could clearly feel the texture and everything the flower felt. In a flash, between the heavens and earth, all things loved; as the mountains and rivers embraced, there was only him.

When Dong Zhi opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed, but his complexion was flushed and his chest fluctuated violently, as if he had just experienced an indescribable and wonderful journey. He felt extremely tired, like he had run 8 kilometers, and his body was in a delicate state of lethargy.

He gasped, “This is…”

“Divine intercourse,” Long Shen said.

There was no physical contact in this intercourse, but a mingling of the consciousness. It could achieve a more intense spiritual pleasure than the body. Dong Zhi had seen this in novels before. At that time, he thought it was just the novelist’s fabrication, and he didn’t expect one day he would be able to experience this firsthand.

It may not be possible to describe this feeling. If he had to use a word, all Dong Zhi could think of was: ecstasy.

He looked at the ceiling in a daze. He didn’t even have the energy to look at Long Shen. The sweat from his forehead was wiped off by Long Shen, but following it in his heart was a dense feeling of shame. His face flushed red, and he couldn’t wait to bury his entire being under the blankets.

Long Shen looked at Dong Zhi’s fluffy head, which was exposed outside the blanket. “Although the pleasure of divine intercourse is stronger than physical contact, it does consume qi, so it can’t be done often. If you want, we can do it at most once a week.”

“I’m not a stallion that thinks with his dick*!”

*Sperm head (精虫) It’s used to describe impulsive and reckless behavior due to male hormones (sexual impulse).

Dong Zhi could no longer hold back. He emerged from the blanket and issued a strong protest. His face was flushed, unknown whether it was because he was angry or embarrassed, or because he smothered himself inside the blanket for too long.

When he saw Long Shen’s meaningful eyes, he knew that the other party was teasing him. For the first time, Dong Zhi realized that his master also had a sense of humor.

……

The good times always passed in a flash. The situation they were about to face was unknown and treacherous.

Two days later, they checked out of their hotel and flew directly to the historic ancient city in the northwest.

The Northwest Branch was perhaps the most formal office space among all the branches and offices Dong Zhi had seen. It was located in a small building next to a research institute in the city. The same signboard was hung outside the research institute. Only when they entered the small building did they see a small plaque on the wall that read: [Northwest Branch of the Special Administration Bureau of the People’s Republic of China].

Director Che of the branch was different from the gray-haired old man Dong Zhi imagined. The other party looked to be about 40 to 50 years old. His hair was combed back, and he was wearing a Chinese-styled suit paired with gold-rimmed glasses. He looked more like a university professor than a practitioner.

Facing the director of the branch, whose age was comparable to that of this nation’s civilization, Dong Zhi didn’t dare be neglectful and followed Long Shen to respectfully salute him.

Che Bai was amiable and smiled before he said anything. There were fine lines on the corners of his eyes. He had learned the story from Long Shen a while ago, and he didn’t delay much time with small talk. He directly asked how Dong Zhi was feeling.

Dong Zhi replied, “I just vomited blood yesterday, but I haven’t had any attacks today. I feel okay, but I’m easily tired, and my hands and feet often get weak.”

Che Bai took his pulse, pondered for a moment, and frowned slightly.

“This isn’t just a simple curse. I’m afraid that the demon has also placed certain restrictions through this curse, so it’s difficult to solve.”

This was the first time Dong Zhi had heard this, but Long Shen’s expression wasn’t surprised. It was obvious he knew about this already.

“Yes, that’s why I can only ask for Che Lao’s help.”

Che Bai sighed. “If this was ten years ago, I would still have some certainty, but now that my lifespan is approaching, I’m afraid I might not have the strength. I will try first.”

Long Shen showed an astonished expression. “We can think of another way.”

Che Bai smiled and said, “It’s okay. One’s life is determined by God, and there’s nothing humans can do. It has nothing to do with helping you or not. Come, Dong Zhi, sit down. Close your eyes and relax as you usually do with your breathing exercise.”

Dong Zhi closed his eyes and sat crossed-legged on the sofa as he practiced his kung-fu tona as usual. He quickly forgot about Long Shen and Che Bai beside him.

At this time, Che Bai took out a small bottle, opened the cork, and placed it under Dong Zhi’s nose. The mouth of the bottle faintly curled up with light smoke and quickly slipped into Dong Zhi’s nasal cavity.

There was a subtle change in his expression.

“Open your eyes,” he heard Che Bai say.

Dong Zhi slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a dense jungle that almost covered the sky. The sun was fierce above his head, but the soil exuded a humid smell. Most likely, it rained not long ago. The plants had such unique characteristics that Dong Zhi thought they were in the tropics as soon as he saw them.

“Go on.”

Che Bai’s voice sounded, but when Dong Zhi looked around, he didn’t see anyone. He calmed down and started to move.

He realized that he wasn’t an entity at this moment, but more like a ghost passing through time and space. As he moved forward, the plants, branches, and leaves continued to rustle under the sun, providing shade for the soil.


The author has something to say:

A unique kind of car*…

*Euphemism for sex.


Kinky Thoughts:

This is probably intentional by the author as the chapter that they have “sex” in also introduces a character named Che… which means car and is a euphemism for sex… If that’s the case, the author’s note would be a triple entendre.

Well that’s a first. I’ve never read about divine intercourse before, but I still prefer reading about physical intercourse. I mean, Long Shen looks like this (in the manhua)… How can you not want to get banged by that Dong Zhi?!


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Criminal Psychology Ch15

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 15

The rain outside was getting stronger. The wind blew the branches and leaves, battering them up against the window, creating desperately knocking sounds. Zhang Xiaolong stopped at the right moment.

Dozens of eyes in the room converged on Lin Chen again.

Those eyes were filled with doubts and consternation, as if questioning why Lin Chen could easily speculate on the relationship between Yu Yanqing and Feng Peilin, making it look as if he was the actual suspect, which only added more awkwardness to the air.

Lin Chen closed his eyes lightly, unmoved.

Fu Hao became angry. He gritted his teeth and tried to speak up but was held back by Xing Conglian.

“It looks like I have to invite Mr. Feng over for a cup of tea, don’t you think so, political commissar?” Xing Conglian scratched his beard and tried to pull everyone’s attention away from Lin Chen.

The political commissar’s face was flushed, but he still pretended to be calm. After a moment of contemplation, he replied, “Yes, Lao Xing.”

Xing Conglian stood up, creating a grating sound with his chair. He subconsciously looked towards Lin Chen’s direction and wanted to take him with him, but Lin Chen still had his eyes closed.

Huang Ze had put away his notebook. He raised his cold face at a slight angle and said, “Captain Xing, it doesn’t seem good to let unrelated people participate in solving the case.”

“Mr. Lin has played a key role in the investigation of this case. How can he be considered unrelated?”

After listening to Xing Conglian’s response, Huang Ze flipped through his notebook, as if to find some records, then raised his head and asked, “It seems that Professor Fu is the psychology specialist for the police force here, no?”

Xing Conglian was speechless for a moment. He wanted to argue back but saw Lin Chen open his eyes slightly, looked at him, and shook his head.

Fu Hao hurriedly grabbed Xing Conglian and said, “Go, go Lao Xing. We need to arrest someone!”

……

The camphor on the side of the road was blown wildly by the wind as a jeep sped by. Fu Hao was silent. The only sound inside was Xing Conglian stepping on the gas, which made the atmosphere of the car gloomy and anxious.

When they stopped at a red light, Xing Conglian turned his head and said coldly, “Why don’t you explain?”

“Explain what?” Fu Hao said.

“Lin Chen is your shixiong, an expert among experts. Why didn’t you speak up?”

“That’s Huang Ze. If my shixiong doesn’t want to speak up, I can’t force it!” Xing Conglian’s attitude was so rough that it made Fu Hao a little angry, so he shouted his response back.

“What about Huang Ze? Too scared to speak up because he’s there?”

“Huang Ze is shixiong’s—!”

Fu Hao was about to blurt it out, but when he saw the look on Xing Conglian’s face, he suddenly realized that Xing Conglian was fishing for information. “Lao Xing, you old dog!”

Fu Hao bared his teeth in anger.

“Come on, tell me. What happened between Huang Ze and Lin Chen. And what’s going on with that person surnamed Chen…” Xing Conglian clicked his tongue as he locked the car. “If you don’t make it clear now, don’t think about getting out.”

When men gossiped, it was indeed more troublesome than women, because they were extremely persistent and had the means.

Fu Hao looked at the traffic light that had changed to green and felt the tense atmosphere he created just now was gone.

“Lao Xing, why are you so persistent…” Fu Hao said helplessly. His tone returned to calmness. “Even if you live a bit out of touch with the world, you must know that powerful families still exist in the world, and they are very rich. If you have money, that means you have power. It’s difficult for ordinary people to touch these people, but once you come into contact, you must be careful. This isn’t some kind of novel, but a more bizarre reality than fiction.”

“What do you mean?”

“From north to south, the aristocratic families, Zhou, Wu, Chen, and Huang.” Fu Hao’s eyes looked straight ahead as he spoke softly.

The sound of rain outside the car was loud, matching the noise made from the car’s engine. Fu Hao didn’t speak, and neither did Xing Conglian.

After a long time, the unshaven man parked his car on the side of the road and pulled on the handbrake. “Okay, then what?”

His tone was casual, so light, it was as if he didn’t care.

Fu Hao was speechless. He thought his words would give enough caution, but Xing Conglian didn’t even seem to take it to heart.

“Can you be serious here? These four families are involved in many industries and are extremely rich, okay?”

“So they have money, but they’re not spending it on me. What does that have to do with anything?”

“Then, why does it concern you?”

“Zhou, Wu… that Huang guy, how the hell did Lin Chen offend them? This has something to do with me.”

Fu Hao thought, ‘That’s my shixiong’s business and has nothing to do with you.’

“Can’t say.” He responded after thinking for a bit and shaking his head.

“Why?”

The school gate of the city’s Experimental Primary School was close at hand. Strong winds had blown branches all over the ground, creating a bleak scene in front of them.

Looking at such a scene could make anyone’s mood depressed.

“Because it can’t be said. Someone has issued a gag order.”

“How boring.”

Xing Conglian took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He prepared to open the door to get out of the car.

As soon as he took one step out, he heard the person behind him ask, “Lao Xing, do you think humans are all created equal and that everyone’s life is worth the same?”

“Isn’t it?”

“Then is a thief’s life compared to a child’s life, or your life compared to Feng Peilin’s life, both worth the same?”

In this world, there were many questions that were difficult to answer and could leave many people speechless.

At the police station, in the room, there were only two people left.

The female police officer who originally wanted to stay and tidy up was driven out of the room by the parachuted inspector before she could even move a chair.

Lin Chen felt someone handing him a glass of water that had just the right temperature—about 40 degrees.

The only person who could maintain an accurate temperature of the water they drank was Huang Ze.

Knowing that it was Huang Ze, he retracted his fingers from the paper cup, causing just the warm water to spill on the ground, splashing everywhere. Some even got on Huang Ze’s trousers.

Following the spilled water, Huang Ze laughed. “You’re sick.”

Lin Chen felt a little dizzy. There was a tinge of burning on his face before a cold hand was pressed to his forehead. That was followed by a smiling voice. “High fever. 39.5 degrees.”

His smile was ambiguous, and his movements were intimate. He was different from the cold-faced inspector just now as his face had softened, leaving only the pair of slender phoenix eyes that still looked sharp and so cold that they could freeze water.

“Huang Ze, it’s tiring for you to be like this.” Lin Chen didn’t push away Huang Ze’s hand. It would look too pretentious, so instead he turned his head slightly and closed his eyes.

Huang Ze squatted down in front of him, put his hands around the armchairs, and almost encircled Lin Chen. He then asked, “How have you been these past three years?”

“If I had a good life, you would’ve picked me up by now and wouldn’t look so relieved, no?”

“I feel sorry for you,” Huang Ze said as he leaned forward again. The distance between them was so close that Lin Chen could feel the other’s cold breath.

Inside the car, in front of the school.

The wind seemed to carry the salty scent of the ocean. Fu Hao slowly took in a deep breath then spoke to Xing Conglian. “Let’s take an example. Suppose there are 20 children who, for some reason, were left to play alone on the railroad tracks. Among them, 4 of them are children of rich families. They are smart and elites of the industry. They advised other children that although it seems abandoned here, there may be trains passing by on the railroad tracks where they were, so they should go to another track that was abandoned as it’s much safer there. However, the remaining 16 children, for some reason, didn’t listen to this advice. So, the 4 smart kids walked alone to the abandoned tracks. As a result, a train came. If at this time you have the opportunity to stand by the switcher of the tracks, you can choose to let the train turn to the abandoned tracks and sacrifice 4 children in order to save more, or, if you don’t, more children will die.” Fu Hao looked at Xing Conglian’s back and smiled with difficulty. “Well, if you encountered such a thing, what would you do?*”

*See Kinky Thoughts.

Xing Conglian’s hair was wet from the rain. The half of his body that was sticking out of the car door was also soaked. He maintained this posture, frozen like a stone sculpture, as if he was lost in thought.

Finally, he took out his lighter and flicked it, but it didn’t light.

“I can’t answer this question.” With a fwip, the flames finally lit. He put the lighter close to his cigarette and held it there for a long time before it finally lit. He took a puff and exhaled, then said, “But I definitely admire someone who could make such a choice.”

While waiting for a response, Huang Ze looked at Lin Chen’s chapped lips. He thought if Lin Chen responded to him, he would get him another glass of water and force him to drink it.

“Not all questions in the world have answers.” Lin Chen stared into his eyes as his tone softened. “Not all answers can be distinguished between right and wrong.”

Huang Ze stood up abruptly. If he wasn’t still at the police station that was being so closely monitored, he would have grabbed Lin Chen by the neck by now.

Xing Conglian was smart. Of course, he knew the story that Fu Hao told wasn’t purely hypothetical. It was very likely that something similar to this had happened.

And because it was real, it was very heavy.

Any questions that tortured human nature were, by definition, heavy.

……

Because of the suspension of classes, there weren’t any students at the schools and few faculty members.

The class bell rang as usual as Xing Conglian extinguished his cigarette and followed school security to Feng Peilin’s office.

The big office was empty. Xing Conglian glanced over and, based on the desks full of textbooks and teaching aids, he recognized which desk belonged to Feng Peilin’s from a glance.

This was due to the fact that, of all the desks, there was only one that was very clean, with nothing on it but a book.

Xing Conglian put on his gloves, walked to the window, and picked up the book.

He opened the cover and saw a sentence written on the title page:

[A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them. – Jung*]

*Carl Jung, a Swiss psychiatrist and psychoanalyst who founded analytical psychology. Jung’s work has been influential in the fields of psychiatry, anthropology, archaeology, literature, philosophy, psychology, and religious studies.

The font was beautiful. Each stroke was delicate, as if the person who was writing it was serious, but Xing Conglian could sense the ridicule from this seriousness.

Even without Lin Chen, he could imagine the posture of the writer sitting by the window, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, while he wrote down this line.

Xing Conglian was expressionless as he turned the pages of the book. At this moment, a letter suddenly fell out.

The envelope was white, clean, and immaculate. It wasn’t sealed. Xing Conglian turned the envelope upside down and gently shook it, causing a handful of delicate white sand to sprinkle out. Other than that, there was nothing.

If the words written on the title page were a mockery, the content inside this envelop was a naked provocation.

The security guard brought a female teacher who wore her hair in a ponytail to Xing Conglian’s side and said, “Captain Xing, this is Teacher Xu, who works in the same office as Teacher Feng.”

“Oh, good.” Xing Conglian handed the book and envelope to Fu Hao and sat down with the female teacher.

“I would like to ask you a few questions about Teacher Feng.”

The female teacher frowned and pursed her lips tightly. She was nervous.

“How does Teacher Feng treat his students?”

“He’s very good to his students. The Chinese teacher is very personable and elegant, so the students like him.”

“What is Mr. Feng’s family situation? Do you know it?”

“Mr. Feng isn’t married, and because of this, he’s quite popular with the female students.”

“In regards to Mr. Feng’s words and actions, has there been anything about him that makes you think it’s a little off?” Xing Conglian asked.

“To say something is off…” The female teacher wrinkled her brows together, as if trying to remember something. “Teacher Feng would every day call his mother at a fixed time. Sometimes when he’s in class, when that time comes, he would run to the corridor and call her.”

The son was about 35–40 years old. The mother was about 65 years old and was extremely strict with her son.

Xing Conglian suddenly remembered Lin Chen’s inference and couldn’t help but look at Fu Hao.

“What else?” he continued to ask.

“And…” The teacher rubbed her nose before continuing, “Teacher Feng sometimes doesn’t pay much attention to people. He likes to sit by the window, alone, and in a daze.”

“Like this?”

Xing Conglian moved the chair to the side, sat down on Feng Peilin’s desk, and looked out the window.

Then, he froze.

Seeing Xing Conglian petrified in front of the window, not saying anything for a long time, Fu Hao couldn’t help but nudge him. “What’s the matter, Lao Xing?”

“Feng Peilin is looking at Lin Chen…”

Xing Conglian pulled Fu Hao to a position that aligned with his own line of sight as he spoke.


Kinky Thoughts:

What Fu Hao was talking about is similar to the trolley problem. It is an ethical dilemma where you’re presented with a problem of whether to sacrifice one person to save a larger number.

There is a runaway trolley barreling down the tracks. Ahead, on the tracks, there are five people tied up and unable to move. The trolley is headed straight for them. You are standing some distance off in the train yard, next to a lever. If you pull this lever, the trolley will switch to a different set of tracks. However, you notice that there is one person on the side track. You have two (and only two) options:

  1. Do nothing, in which case the trolley will kill the five people on the main track.
  2. Pull the lever, diverting the trolley onto the side track where it will kill one person.

Which is the more ethical option? Or, more simply: What is the right thing to do?

My train of thoughts went two ways here… Either Huang Ze is Lin Chen’s old flame, or based on the story Fu Hao told, Lin Chen probably made some kind of decision that inadvertently killed the kids of the four elite families, thus causing Huang Ze to bear a terrible grudge against him… Or both actually.

Also, does Feng Peilin also have a thing for Lin Chen? It would be funny if all these cases revolved around people having the hots for him.


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Criminal Psychology Ch14

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 14

With a hospital bed number, their goal was much easier to find.

Lin Chen was sitting by the hospital bed. On it lay an old man wearing an oxygen mask. He looked extremely weak and seemed to be running out of time.

Fu Hao squatted behind Lin Chen and whispered, “Shixiong, how did you know what kind of man Yu Yanqing met at the hospital?”

“It’s simple. In addition to relatives and friends, those who can change a person are the ones that they’re in love with. As we know, love can make people do crazy things.”

When Xing Conglian stepped into the room, he happened to hear this.

He quickly stepped towards the bedside and asked, “Where did this man come from?”

“Shixiong seemed to have found a suspicious person. Yu Yanqing might have a boyfriend in the hospital.”

Hearing Fu Hao’s cautious statement, Xing Conglian frowned. “But in Yu Yanqing’s profile, it didn’t show she had a boyfriend in the past.”

Xing Conglian was rarely anxious. After all, there was information missing in the investigation, and this was an important clue that could lead to solving the case. This was truly inept on their part.

“Their relationship seems to be secretive. I had to use a special method to inquire about it,” Lin Chen said calmly, as if to comfort Xing Conglian.

“Then we are now?”

“Waiting for someone.”

As if in response to Lin Chen’s words, an extremely vigilant female voice came from the door of the ward. “Are you family members of the patient? I haven’t seen you before.”

A small nurse was standing there holding a white tray.

Xing Conglian took out his credential and flashed his golden badge, which only made the little nurse’s expression more nervous.

He gently invited the nurse to the bedside.

Lin Chen looked up and asked, “Has something happened to this hospital bed recently?”

The nurse’s face flushed. She hurriedly took a step back and tried to leave, but Xing Conglian blocked the doorway.

“Will this hospital not let you speak about it?” Lin Chen put his hand on top of the old man’s hand and turned around. “We have our way of finding out in the end, but we hope that with your help, we can shorten the investigation time.”

Lin Chen spoke sincerely, and because of that, the nurse found it hard to refuse.

The little nurse stammered for a while, her face turning red, before she could speak coherently. “The previous patient on this bed… jumped to their death on August 10th.”

“What was the patient’s name?”

“Feng Xuejuan.”

Xing Conglian quickly took out his phone and called the technician.

……

The chief of security at the hospital quickly arrived. When he heard that the police were going to seize the video of Feng Xuejuan jumping off the building on August 10th, his face instantly turned grim.

Originally, because of the corpses in the morgue, the outpatient volume of the city’s hospital had shrunk considerably. If a serial killer was involved with the hospital, this could ruin their reputation.

However, Xing Conglian was unrelenting, and, in the end, the security chief had to take them to the surveillance room.

The hospital security personnel were still retrieving the video. A young technician sat in a swivel chair, raised the brim of his cap, and quickly slid over to push people away.

He glanced at the file format, quickly searched for the file, finding the right time, and pulled up the scene that captured Feng Xuejuan jumping off the building.

A thin woman in a hospital gown leapt out the window and could be seen falling down like a kite that broke off from its string.

However, because of the reflection, the window of the ward was so white that it was impossible to see specifically inside the room.

Fu Hao could only lament regretfully.

Xing Conglian clicked his tongue as he walked to the window and looked out.

The hospital had installed perfect surveillance that covered almost all public spaces. He looked around, and his gaze finally fell on a camera mounted on the courtyard wall.

“What number is that camera?”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the rotating camera on the wall.

The security chief glanced at the direction of Xing Conglian’s finger, moved his fat body, and ran to the filing cabinet to look through some documents.

Wang Chao raised his eyes, looked at the monitor, and quickly searched for the number.

His fingers tapped the keyboard furiously. Then the screen went dark and quickly lit up again with an unexpected scene greeting them.

The black and white pixels squeezed together. On the screen, the dead old man of Chunshui Street was sitting on a bench basking in the sun.

“It’s him!” Fu Hao’s hand clicked on a young man who had his back to the camera.

Wang Chao hurriedly pulled up the surveillance on the other side and slowed the video down. Eventually, the face of the young man standing on the pavement became clear. It was the young man who died in the park!

Ten seconds later, Yu Yanqing also appeared on the screen. She stood under a tree not far away from Feng Xuejuan’s body, which was still lying in a pool of blood, and was still twitching slightly.

Silence filled the surveillance room.

Everyone could only feel chills take over their bodies, as if they had been pushed into a walk-in cooler.

Suddenly, a burst of piano music sounded from indoors. The music was so chaotic that it made everyone tremble, bringing them back to their senses.

Xing Conglian connected the call. On the other end of the line, the director’s voice was curt.

“Someone’s coming. Get back!”

Xing Conglian knew the old director too well.

While the old man was abrasive and chattered a lot, there were few things that really made him anxious. Recently, the only thing that could give this old man a headache was the young man sitting in front of the monitor.

He glanced at Lin Chen, subconsciously seeing Lin Chen look back at him, as if he knew exactly what was said on the phone.

……

Outside the police station, someone was waiting.

The man wasn’t waiting in the warm office but under the wet eaves. The rain wetted his epaulets, causing the three-silver star on them to shine brighter.

Lin Chen was sitting in the car when he saw this person in the distance. He unbuckled his seatbelt, but his hand was stopped by Xing Conglian.

He knew that Xing Conglian was worried about him and was grateful for his concern.

“It’s an acquaintance. Don’t worry,” he reassured. Then he resolutely removed Xing Conglian’s hand.

Lin Chen opened the car door and got out without an umbrella and soon reached the eaves of the police station. He hadn’t seen the man standing opposite him in three years. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, giving him a sharper temperament, like a sword that was about to be unsheathed; the blade, cold and impersonal.

Lin Chen gave him a rare smile, leaned over and bowed. “Inspector Huang. I haven’t seen you for a long time. How are you?”

“I heard that you’re being restless again, so I came to take a look.”

Those same words, coming from anyone’s mouth, would hold the same meaning, cold.

Lin Chen didn’t intend to just take it. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. “Huang Ze, you’re too idle.”

Xing Conglian was approaching with his jingling car keys in hand just in time to hear Lin Chen’s response.

How many people had jumped out to find trouble in just three days since they started investigating this case together? Yet Lin Chen’s response to them was more interesting than ever.

He couldn’t help but grin, resisting the urge to laugh out loud. The man in front of Lin Chen had silver stars shining on his shoulders, indicating he was at least two and a half ranks higher than him.

They belonged to the same system, so of course he knew who Inspector Huang Ze was. Rumors naming him the Star of the Police Force and the Messenger of Justice had been used constantly by reporters. Huang Ze also came from a deep family background. Because of that, there was no need for him to accept bribes, so he was honest and upright. He was also mysterious and unpredictable*. The main point, though, was that he was extremely good-looking, and his speed of promotion was something no one could match.

*(神鬼莫测) Idiom describing someone extremely mysterious that even ghosts and gods couldn’t measure. Comes from Three Kingdoms.

Xing Conglian walked up to Huang Ze and saluted. Before he could speak, he saw the other party return a salute and said, “You’re Captain Xing? I’ve been ordered to come and supervise your handling of this case.”

As it turned out, they were targeted by Inspector Huang. No wonder why the old director was so anxious.

However, Huang Ze’s tone was respectful and his demeanor so modest that no one could find any fault with it; though his words actually meant, “I’m here to keep an eye on you, so you best behave”, coming out of Huang Ze’s mouth, it was flawless.

“We have just found an important clue. Inspector Huang, if it’s not too much trouble, could you please give us some advice?” Xing Conglian asked with a smile.

While Xing Conglian was polite, Huang Ze wasn’t. He didn’t even bother to pay attention to him and instead turned around and took the lead in walking into the police station, leaving Lin Chen and Xing Conglian to follow behind.

The policewoman, Zhang Xiaolong, was nervously placing teacups in the office that was filled with a group of top police officers who were gathered around a desk. She was carrying the teapot in her left hand, hurriedly pouring boiling water into it.

When she heard someone walk in, she turned around so quickly she almost burnt herself.

“Xiaolong, be careful.” Xing Conglian laughed.

Lin Chen didn’t speak. He found a chair in a corner and sat down. Surprisingly, Huang Ze ignored the seat that was obviously vacated for him, and instead sat beside Lin Chen. He took out a palm-sized leather notebook and tapped on his ballpoint pen twice, indicating that he was just here to listen.

Xing Conglian stood at the table and glanced at the two of them, feeling the atmosphere getting weird.

He clicked his tongue as Fu Hao and Wang Chao came in. When he walked into the office, Professor Fu couldn’t help but rub his eyes when he saw the person sitting next to Lin Chen. He stared so fiercely that his eyes almost popped out.

He winked his eyes at Lin Chen desperately, which made Lin Chen close his eyes as if he didn’t notice anything.

Because of the arrival of several people, the originally noisy office suddenly became quiet.

Lin Chen leaned back on the chair and watched as people took their seats one by one. The sound of chairs being pulled out filled the room.

Xing Conglian was the last to pull out his chair and sit down. The political commissar* cleared his throat and said, “There has been a breakthrough in our investigation of the September 10th murder case. Captain Xing will go over it in more detail.” His tone was professional. It was clear this was aimed at the newly arrived inspector.

*They are supervisory officers responsible for political education (ideology) and organizing of the unit to which they are assigned, with the intention of ensuring political control of the military. In China, the political commissar is largely responsible for administrative tasks such as public relations and counseling, and mainly serves as second-in-command.

“According to Mr. Lin’s analysis, we have a suspect traced to Feng Xuejuan’s son being involved in this case…”

Before Xing Conglian could finish, the political commissar interrupted, “Lao Xing, like I said so many times, you’re being too arbitrary. We’re looking for evidence when handling this case!” The police commissar slapped the table lightly and started to criticize. “Just because Feng Peilin’s mother, Feng Xuejuan, committed suicide, do you think Feng Peilin is a murderer? What about Yu Yanqing? From the physical evidence we collected, she is the prime suspect for committing all these crimes. You can’t judge a case because of unrelated people’s speculations.”

As if pushed by someone, Lin Chen reluctantly opened his eyes and found that everyone gathered around the table, besides the secretary who was recording the meeting in her notebook, were all looking at him while holding stacks of documents in their hands.

The air conditioner buzzed, bringing out cool air that lowered the temperature of the office.

Lin Chen raised his eyes slightly. He didn’t get angry because of the police commissar’s biting words. After all, he knew better than anyone else that all inferences based on psychoanalysis couldn’t be used as tangible evidence.

“We need an expert.” The political commissar knocked on the table. “But not everyone can be called an expert.”

This was a heavy statement. Xing Conglian wanted to refute, but Lin Chen was quicker to speak up, “What do you need?”

“Can you prove that Yu Yanqing knew Feng Peilin?” Among the silence, Huang Ze suddenly spoke up.

“You two are lovers, right?”

Lin Chen didn’t look at Huang Ze but instead stared inexplicably at the political commissar as he retorted.

“What did you say?”

“You and that girl—you’re very close, right? Although no one in the office knows, you often would secretly go on dates after work.” Lin Chen pointed to the female secretary who was recording the meeting.

Whispers erupted from the office. The female secretary buried her head while the face of the political commissar darkened, showing an embarrassed look.

“Find a shot of Yu Yanqing and Feng Peilin appearing in it at the same time.” Lin Chen spoke calmly. He turned his head to the young technician who was operating the laptop as his elbow involuntarily propped up on the armrest to support his head.

Wang Chao smiled and hurriedly pulled up a shot. After pressing enter, he turned the laptop around and showed it to the crowd.

On the screen, Yu Yanqing was holding a mop and was bent over as she passed by Feng Peilin. Yu Yanqing secretly glanced at Feng Peilin as he moved out of the way.

“That’s it.”

Lin Chen looked at the secretary gently.

The secretary’s head had buried her head even lower, but her eyes couldn’t help but look at her secret lover. It showed the look of shyness, admiration, with a touch of sweetness, which was the exact look on the girl inside the screen.

“Lao Jiang, you even hid this from me!” Xing Conglian laughed while pounding the table. For the first time, he witnessed the steel-faced political commissar of their unit deflate. It was truly worth the price of admission.

“Alright, alright. Don’t make fun of Xiao Chen.” The political commissar waved his hand quickly. “The case… Focus on the case!”

Outside the office came the sound of heels clicking. Zhang Xiaolong took a stack of documents and ran into the office. Her face was pale as she looked around, a bit frightened.

“What’s wrong, Xiaolong?” Xing Conglian asked.

“You just asked me to check on Feng Peilin. The information shows that Feng Peilin and Yu Yanqing do know each other. Not only are they acquainted, but they are also very familiar.”

“How so?”

Zhang Xiaolong subconsciously looked at Lin Chen as she spoke. She bit her lip and continued, “Feng Peilin used to be Yu Yanqing’s Chinese teacher, and he’s now a teacher working at the city’s Experimental Primary School.”

When he heard this, Lin Chen felt as if he had been struck by lightning and looked at the policewoman, who was still talking in a daze.

“Because of family reasons, Yu Yanqing went to work after junior high. At that time, Feng Peilin was her Chinese teacher. Three years ago, Feng Peilin came to teach at the city’s Experimental Primary School…”


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Criminal Psychology Ch13

Author: 长洱 / Chang’er

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 13

From easy to difficult, repeat the practice…

This was the learning method that humans had mastered over nearly 10,000 years of evolution, so learning to overcome was also learning.

“You mean, Yu Yanqing did all this to overcome her fear of death?”

Fu Hao came early with breakfast. Before he had time to put down the warm milk and bread, he heard the important dramatization from Xing Conglian.

“Shixiong, do you have any new clues?”

“Have you heard of systematic desensitization?” Captain Xing sat on the table and asked smugly.

Fu Hao hurriedly put down the plastic bag and ignored him. Instead, he leaned towards Lin Chen and asked, “Systematic desensitization?”

Despite being completely ignored, Xing Conglian didn’t get angry. Instead, he rushed to explain to Fu Hao, “Yes, Yu Yanqing should be using systematic desensitization to ease her fear of death…”

“You, shut up.” Fu Hao glared at Xing Conglian, then asked Lin Chen, “Shixiong, what’s going on?”

“The intent in these cases is closely related to death. They show a gradually magnifying sense of fear. This was the conclusion we had drawn before.” Lin Chen coughed lightly. His tone wasn’t as easy-going as Xing Conglian’s. “But we always lacked a clue that connected everything. It was little fatty that gave us this important hint.”

Fu Hao saw Lin Chen glance at the child sitting on the bench playing with his fingers before saying, “We’re deducing that Yu Yanqing committed these crimes as part of systematic desensitization to allow herself to overcome her fear of death. The entire process should be divided into four steps. First, she approached a corpse, fantasized about death, and then slowly did relaxation training to adapt to the distance from the corpse. That’s why there were traces of someone sleeping under the bed of the hospital morgue and why the corpse was dressed up, as a way to show respect to the dead.”

Lin Chen paused, as if thinking. “Then, it was to watch a brutal murder scene and observe the reactions of others to death. This was followed by killing a person with your own hands, watching him die, and adapting to the process of life fading. This may be the reason why the young man was killed while exercising in the park.”

Fu Hao started feeling a chill as he listened. His lips quivered slightly as he asked softly, “In the end, was it suicide?”

“It was.”

Fu Hao took a deep inhale and felt his teeth chatter and a chill on his cheeks.

“Then, is this case closed?” he asked tremblingly.

Yu Yanqing killed someone, left a suicide note, and committed suicide. Everything was laid out perfectly.

Lin Chen sat on the cold, hard wooden bench and ran his finger along the brim of the cup while tapping it subconsciously, as if he didn’t hear Fu Hao’s question.

“It seems to be the case.” Xing Conglian rubbed his fluffy beard and paused, then said, “But I feel that something is off.”

It was like a terrifying fog. They had gone to great lengths to walk through it, and in the end, touched a high wall—a towering, lofty, wall.

Lin Chen wanted to say the same thing, but he also felt that something was missing.

“I want to take a look at Yu Yanqing’s profile again.” Lin Chen stopped tapping on the cup.

About half an hour later, a young, chattering technician stood at the door holding a laptop. He wore a black cap that had water dripping from its brim, and his eyes were sparkling. When he saw Xing Conglian, his tone was quite plaintive. “Oh Typhoon God, it wasn’t easy to find a ride!”

Xing Conglian bit his cigarette and gestured for the young technician to sit down and get to work.

Wang Chao picked a position close to Lin Chen’s side. While turning on his laptop, he said to Lin Chen, “Mr. Lin, do you play LoL? If you don’t, I can teach you.”

Xing Conglian smacked Wang Chao on the head with his backhand. “Quickly. Yu Yanqing’s information.”

“Let me tell you, this is a bit overkill.” Wang Chao’s fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard. After a while, a detailed profile was revealed. “These things you’re telling me to do, even a xiao long bao could do.” He adjusted the information, put the mouse in Lin Chen’s hand, and leaned back in the chair.

Yu Yanqing’s life had been organized in great detail. From where she lived when she was a child, to which elementary school she attended, to her most recent medical insurance records, they were all there.

Lin Chen read them quickly. From beginning to end, it took less than five minutes. He released the mouse and frowned.

Xing Conglian leaned in and asked, “Read it all?”

“Yes.”

“What’s wrong?”

“There isn’t anything wrong.”

Yu Yanqing was a very ordinary girl.

She was born in a small town. After nine years of compulsory education, she went to work. She worked as a waitress and a factory worker. Later, she entered the “Good Family” labor company and worked as a gardener, maintaining the city’s No. 3 Primary School’s landscape. In order to make extra money, she worked as a part-time cleaner in the hospital on weekends.

Her resume was simple and clean. It was no different than millions of other country girls her age. The only difference was that, at such a beautiful age, she decided to end her life and the lives of others in the cruelest way.

Given the short period of time, there had to be a powerful event that pushed her away from her flat trajectory.

However, he didn’t see anything in Yu Yanqing’s information.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Chen finally said, “Are her parents still alive?”

“Yes,” Wang Chao nodded.

“Were there any old people that passed away while she was young?”

“Yes.”

“Strange.”

Yu Yanqing’s experience was plain. Both her parents were still alive. What exactly did she experience before to make her become so obsessed with death?

“Could it be she encountered something in the hospital that triggered this?” Xing Conglian asked in a low voice, sounding unusually mysterious.

……

The hospital was where it all started, and they had now returned to trace the source.

Lin Chen got out of Xing Conglian’s jeep. He looked up at the hospital sign as an ambulance stopped beside him.

The car door opened and a medical staff member carrying a stretcher came out. On the stretcher lay an old man, followed by his son and daughter, who were crying so much their eyes were swollen.

Xing Conglian had pushed open the door only to see Lin Chen still looking back at the middle-aged siblings.

“What?” he asked.

“You know, each of us have experienced this kind of moment. However, when normal people face the departure of their loved ones, they will feel sad and pain, but they won’t have a sense of fear of death. While Yu Yanqing was here, she must’ve witnessed some kind of special death.”

Xing Conglian rubbed his beard and put his hand on the glass door.

A moment later, Lin Chen looked up, and his expression quickly condensed. “The first letter I received was on July 13th. Since then, I’ve received a letter every week. The first time the well-dressed corpse appeared in the hospital was September 7th.” He paused, then continued, “So, between this period, how many patients died in this hospital, including those who died on the floors Yu Yanqing was responsible for cleaning? Also, please check on who Yu Yanqing has been in close contact with.”

Xing Conglian nodded and was about to go to the security department to inquire, but when he took two steps, he heard Lin Chen say from behind him, “The date of death should be Wednesday. The patient probably stayed on the seventh floor in the seventh ward.”

“Why?”

Xing Conglian suddenly felt idiotic for asking. July 13th and September 7th were both on a Wednesday. Yu Yanqing had written him a letter every week, and even the time interval between the appearance of the dressed-up corpse was exactly seven days.

They originally thought this might be just the process of the murderer’s crime, but now it seemed there was a deeper psychological reason.

Looking at Xing Conglian’s back as he walked away, Fu Hao stood beside Lin Chen and asked solemnly, “Shixiong, do you have any guesses as to whether it’s a simple murder case or…”

He wanted Lin Chen to answer him, but Lin Chen remained silent. Instead, he raised his head and gazed at the snow-white walls of the hospital. His eyes followed the glass curtain wall and climbed to a very high floor.

“Let’s go to the seventh floor and take a look,” Lin Chen said.

Fu Hao let out a long sigh. Of course, he knew what kind of rigorous person his shixiong was. If Lin Chen didn’t want to say it, it would remain a secret until he did.

The moment the elevator door opened, the word “Oncology” in scarlet came into view.

At that moment, things started to click for Fu Hao as well.

Lin Chen coughed twice and walked to the end.

The oncology ward was unusually quiet. Occasionally, there were some elderly people walking around slowly while leaning on the railings.

At that moment, a nurse walked past with an old man. Lin Chen remembered that he seemed to have seen this person a few days ago, so he walked up and patted the nurse on the shoulder.

The nurse looked at him strangely. Before he could speak, Lin Chen bluntly asked, “Hello, I would like to ask, do you know someone named Yu Yanqing?”

The other party nodded and said in a disdainful tone, “What’s wrong with her?”

“She’s dead.”

The nurse’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Suicide,” Lin Chen continued. “I’m not suspecting you. I just want to know if there was anyone close to her that worked in the hospital.”

The nurse’s face changed drastically. “It’s not me! I didn’t kill her!”

Lin Chen thought, ‘Of course it’s not you. You didn’t even know she died. How could you possibly kill her?’

It was only at that moment that he suddenly realized that it wasn’t necessarily what Yu Yanqing experienced that caused her to do those things. Perhaps their initial direction was wrong from the start.

So, if it wasn’t Yu Yanqing, who could make her do these things?

Lin Chen frowned slightly while thinking of possibilities.

“I know it’s not you.” His voice was calm. “I didn’t mean to inquire about the relationship between you and Yu Yanqing. This is your privacy.” He spoke softly while in his mind a model of a sand table appeared, slowly sketching the “possibility”. “I want you to recall whether you have ever seen a pair of mother and son. The son should be between 35-40 and the mother about 65. The mother was quite strict with her son that you thought it was vile for a woman to be so domineering at that age.”

The interpretation of the sand table was itself a kind of arbitrary imagination. Lin Chen connected what he felt when he visited the scene of death many times. It was a strong confrontation between external order and internal chaos. It was confusing, lonely, and he felt helpless. “I think you would have a strong impression of that son. He was so obedient to his mother that you thought it was like a child not yet weaned.” He changed his tone, speaking more slowly. “But he was so gentlemanly and well-behaved that you could even consider him charming.”

The nurse suddenly looked up, as if remembering something.

“Who is it?”

“The son of a patient who used to stay in bed number 3, ward 7. Yanqing used to clean that area.”

“What was wrong with the mother?”

“Stomach cancer, particularly torturous.” The nurse wasn’t evasive in responding.

“Did… she commit suicide?”

The nurse was shocked, but still nodded.


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Happy Doomsday Ch220

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 220: Preliminary Idea

Even if he knew in advance that the S-type advanced products used his mother’s DNA, there was still a difference between knowing it and being exposed to it. Everything at the moment only confirmed Tang Yibu’s inference. Ruan Xian found himself calmer than he had imagined.

Tang Yibu had already gone to pick up their meals. Ruan Xian retracted his gaze without leaving a trace and continued to survey the hall.

When they first encountered them, the high-level D-type products caused them a lot of trouble. He was familiar with the characteristics related to the S-type. If the Mainbrain was armed with R-α and R-β, he would be fine, but Tang Yibu might actually die.

Time was passing by minute by minute.

Ruan Xian looked around. The external architectural structure could be handled by Tang Yibu. In fact, he didn’t really need to do anything, and Tang Yibu would still be able to carry out his destruction by himself. The problem was, how was he going to scrape up as much information as possible before escaping and causing maximum trouble for the enemy’s pursuit.

What about combining the two aspects?

By cleverly controlling the physical destruction and paralyzing the corresponding systems at the same time, they could escape silently. Before the Mainbrain found out that they had disappeared, they would already be gone. In this way, even if the S-type and A-type advanced products attacked together, they wouldn’t be able to find them.

Ruan Xian retracted his gaze and peered around. He acted as if he was studying the light screen in front of him.

Tang Yibu was now outside. The risk of infiltrating too deeply was too high. Perhaps Ruan Xian could find a way to do it… In short, first, Ruan Xian needed more permission. Ruan Xian touched his chin, then put his fingers close to the light screen.

Tang Yibu quickly brought the food back, and after dividing the portion with the staff member in front of them, he ate half of the food and gave Ruan Xian the rest. Ruan Xian didn’t even know if the shell was equipped with taste sensors, but perhaps it was just the thought that counted for Tang Yibu.

Ruan Xian didn’t touch the desserts, leaving them to stay in the box quietly. He couldn’t really become an expert in mechanical life in just a few hours, but he could cheat a bit—at least he was familiar with the information about the S-type Prototype.

“Analyzing the viral destructive ability of the S-type advanced products.” Tang Yibu stood carelessly behind Ruan Xian’s chair while staring at the words on the screen. “Good idea.”

This was the inspiration from their battle against Z-α and Z-β in the Android Show. Tang Yibu instantly understood Ruan Xian’s plan.

If Ruan Xian gave them enough information, he could obtain higher authority and, with it, more information. Then he would find the opportunity to give this system a blow, and with their own abilities, they could escape cleanly.

It seemed that several of the escape routes Tang Yibu planned were useless.

Tang Yibu had never felt this way before. Compared to calculations, this was more like real-time creation, or an impromptu dance—two people adjusting their strategies at any time, dancing together in a dark room, stumbling and avoiding those ill-intentioned obstacles. With too many possibilities, he stopped making complicated calculations and tried to summarize the logical results.

Now, it was more like he was happily exploring more possibilities… and enjoying them.

Perhaps this was why people had always liked gift boxes. Tang Yibu solemnly wiped the crumbs from his hands. He bent down and wrapped his arms around Ruan Xian’s neck from behind and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Very good. Mr. Ruan, continue like this. You really are useful.”

Ruan Xian glanced at him angrily and amusingly. This was definitely not the first time he had heard this statement. Tang Yibu definitely did this on purpose.

“Don’t worry about things outside. I’ll take care of everything for you, just like before.” Tang Yibu continued to use subtext to convey information. “I’ll be there whenever you want me to.”

It seemed that Tang Yibu was ready.

“I still need a little more time to adapt,” Ruan Xian said as he continued to enter information on the light screen with both hands. “Don’t bother me yet… In 3 hours, I want to meet Mr. Hu Shuli. Can you make the appointment for me?”

Tang Yibu stroked Ruan Xian’s cheek with one hand, then smiled and narrowed his eyes. “Of course.”

…It seemed that he was having a good time. Ruan Xian tried to accumulate some tension but failed miserably. Even so, he still didn’t plan to waste the slightest time—as prisoners, the situation of Lao Yu and Ji Xiaoman was difficult to tell.

“Professor Ruan once told me that the first 24 hours of work are crucial. If you feel good during this period of time, it means that you haven’t chosen the wrong path.” Ruan Xian grabbed Tang Yibu’s hand and pretended to sigh. “I know I made a bad choice, but it feels so… How do I put it? Very ‘appropriate’, which is ironic.”

Tang Yibu kissed the top of Ruan Xian’s hair as if to comfort him.

However, they all knew that Professor Ruan never said anything of that nature.

“24 hours is too short to make a judgement. Don’t be too impatient,” Tang Yibu hinted.

“This is not an environment where I can linger and make decisions, Yibu. The Mainbrain isn’t so tolerant.” Ruan Xian smiled bitterly.

There were only 62 hours left, and it was impossible for them to escape silently in broad daylight. If they leave tomorrow night, the rest of their time remaining would be quite tight.

Ruan Xian successfully met with Hu Shuli during his lunch break.

Coincidentally, Hu Shuli had the same idea…

“Ruan Lijie could be Ruan Xian’s spy?” Hu Shuli scratched his head at the light screen. “How can you take such a risk with a technician!”

“Maybe for the surprise element. After all, your project team has information on S-type advanced products, and the projects under development are enough to affect the current war situation,” Zhuo Muran said from the other end of the light screen. “We will analyze the assistant machine here. All information will be passed over. Just in case, you should keep an eye on him.”

“Haa… how troublesome.” Hu Shuli sighed. “Bluntly put, Ruan Xian and I have no hatred, and the project side is also busy. Can’t you send someone to watch him? As a junior, Xiao Ruan is quite cute.”

“You can’t spook the snake,” Zhuo Muran replied coldly. “This afternoon, you will need to transfer R-α and M-α to the vicinity of the stronghold in the name of research. Once there is an abnormality, they are more useful than an army of tens of thousands of people.”

“Isn’t this a bit much to deal with a technician?”

“This technician has already deceived me once with NUL-00. Ruan Lijie isn’t as harmless as he seems. On the other hand, it’s not certain that NUL-00 isn’t lurking nearby—he’s carrying the A-type Prototype. If we don’t take proper precaution, he can destroy this entire stronghold by himself.”

“I see. I’ll talk with him during my lunch break and suss out the situation. I’ll frame it as being concerned for a subordinate.” Hu Shuli shrugged. “If you ask me, if those feelings are just acting, then he must be a very skilled liar… Since he’s so young and has a deep understanding of the pathology of mechanical life, he wouldn’t have much time to hone his acting skills.”

Zhuo Muran didn’t answer.

Lunch wasn’t served uniformly but in an made-to-order format. Tang Yibu didn’t take advantage of the opportunity to take more. He ordered a meal for two according to Ruan Xian’s taste and sat opposite Ruan Xian in the dining hall.

Ruan Xian thought this feeling felt familiar. They seemed to have returned to the underground canteen in the shade refuge.

Fortunately, the surveillance here was looser than in Ruan Xian’s room. Tang Yibu was able to have a brief exchange with Ruan Xian by fooling the surveillance system installed in the mechanical shell.

However, considering the security, they still chose a relatively secret form.

They were like a middle school couple in love. Tang Yibu ate with his left hand while his right held Ruan Xian’s right hand tightly. From an angle that the camera couldn’t see, he wrote lightly on the back of Ruan Xian’s hand.

[What do you think now?] He wrote extremely fast. [I originally considered breaking you out of here directly, but there’s nothing wrong with just escaping either. You don’t need to rush the time so much.]

[I don’t think the Mainbrain will believe me so quickly.] Ruan Xian wrote back. For a second, he missed that earring a little. [But whether it thinks I’m a spy or a true surrender—according to normal logic, I will stay here for a long time and won’t run away. We can use this judgment to buy more time.]

He glanced at Tang Yibu and then assessed carelessly. [I don’t want you to take risks.]

[What about the specific plan?] Tang Yibu showed a strange jerky smile.

[In fact, Professor Ruan’s thinking is similar to the Mainbrain. Whether it’s the assassination machine or the assistance of human brains or the current back-up alternatives plus mechanical support, the essence is to increase the spread of the virus and give the Mainbrain the strongest blow.]

Ruan Xian used chopsticks to pick up a piece of boiled beef.

[On the Mainbrain side, it hopes to use the S-type advanced products as the core and expand the perception range of R-α and R-β so it could catch Professor Ruan as soon as possible. This is also related to the scope of information dissemination. Now that Professor Ruan has the mechanical structure, we can combine the plans of both sides.]

[Professor Ruan’s spare equipment? I thought about it, but it’s too late to make another one.] In public, Tang Yibu maintained a relatively good eating appearance.

[First, focus on theoretical resources.] Ruan Xian went back to the topic. [I want the technology that Hu Shuli said could “expand the perception ability of the S-type advanced products”.]

Tang Yibu bit the tip of his chopsticks and thought for a moment, cleaning a space on his plate.

[This is the center used for offense.] He dug a spoonful of mashed potatoes and covered the side of the plate.

[Assuming that we get the Mainbrain’s technology, as the superior S-type advanced product, you can directly use it. Then this is the channel used to spread the message.] He put a circle of shredded onion around the mash potatoes. [This is your role.]

Ruan Xian: “……”

[This is me. I must be responsible for the attack.] Tang Yibu put a candied cherry on top of the mashed potatoes.

[This is the Mainbrain.] Then he picked up a big bone that had been eaten clean and placed it on the opposite side of the mashed potatoes. [To carry out an independent attack, we still lack key things.]

Finally, the android scooped a spoonful of green beans and scattered them around the mashed potatoes. [Even in Professor Ruan’s ideal plan, auxiliary resources can’t be omitted. Otherwise, we won’t be able to resist the massive defense of the Mainbrain. And my guess is, you don’t want to use human brains.]

[We lack auxiliary resources that can be linked.] Ruan Xian glanced at the soft shredded onions. [I understand, but you misunderstood a little, Yibu.]

Tang Yibu gave a questioning look.

[Professor Ruan’s tactics are the most logically reasonable, but I don’t plan to copy his ideas.] Ruan Xian smiled. He picked up the cherry and put it in his mouth. Then he pressed the mased potatoes with a spoon and pushed it directly onto the big bone.

Tang Yibu’s eyes flashed. [I don’t understand.]

[I haven’t figured out the details yet. It depends on the harvest this afternoon.] Ruan Xian swallowed the cherry and spat out the seed. [We’ll talk about it in detail then.]

A stronghold near the Sea of Ruins.

Yu Le shook his head and woke up from a long coma. He blinked laboriously. It took a while for his gaze to regain its focus. He was sitting in a pure white room. His hands and feet were tightly locked on a chair, and someone in a white coat was sitting opposite of him.

The moment he saw the person’s face clearly, Yu Le stopped breathing.

…It was his long-dead sister.

“How arrogant.” Yu Le moved his lips a few times before he succeeded in making a sound. “Don’t fuck with me like this.”

“Long time no see, Lazy Fish.” The woman opposite smiled lightly.

“Piss off!”

“You’ve been in a coma for a day or two. It’s not good to get too angry. Don’t be nervous. You’ll be fine for the time being. That’s just a necessary preparation. You and the girl were injected with a brain-stimulating drug to ensure that you’d enter the best condition. The initial coma was the most intense reaction, but you’ll become more and more awake.”

It was as if the woman hadn’t heard Yu Le’s scolding.

“In less than three days, your brain will reach its best condition. The Mainbrain will then take it out and crush it directly to get all your information without any leakage… If you’re willing to explain before then, we can save all the trouble and skip the crushing your brain step.”

Yu Le stared at the unfamiliar sister in front of him. His eyes were flushed, and he gritted his teeth.

“Since you have followed Ruan Xian, I don’t think you’ll like having your brain crush and stored as data, so sister is here to help you. After all, the fresher the information, the better.”

The woman’s expression softened.

“Lazy Fish, think about it. This is a good opportunity… The girl you’re with is next door. You can give her her freedom if you just tell everything.”

“You idiots think we’ll believe your nonsense.” Yu Le spat. “You won’t give up until you get information from both of us to compare. I’ve done torture before, so I’m very familiar with this routine.”

The woman stood up with a sad expression on her face.

“Sorry, then I’m afraid something bad will happen next… I’ll come see you again, and by then, I hope you’ll make the right choice.

She sighed and left the room, slowly closing the door.


The author has something to say:

Ruan: (Staring at the shredded onion)

Ruan: (Keeps staring at the shredded onion)

Ruan: (Ate the cherry)

Tang: …I really can’t find any other filamentous objects! ε-(°ω° ; )


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Happy Doomsday Ch219

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 219: Mother’s Data

Zhuo Muran was busier than usual since he got the relevant information about Professor Ruan. He stared at the complete map of the world floating in the center of the room, densely marked with dots and icons of different colors, with countless numbers and text changing in real time. There were also more than thirty analysts in the room, sitting around the map, each of whom was monitoring the calculations and reports on a large number of light screens.

After quickly browsing through the possible combat analysis, Zhuo Muran pinched his brows and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the Mainbrain discovered Professor Ruan’s possible resistance plan, it almost immediately began to deduce all possible situations. Zhuo Muran’s mind was hit with all kinds of assumptions and names of places all day, and now it was time to slow down. After dismissing a couple of inferences that were too flawed, Zhuo Muran grabbed his cup and walked out of the room.

The projection of MUL-01 was standing barefoot in the corridor, still in his familiar appearance.

All the information in the room would be synchronized to the MUL-01 database in real time, so Zhuo Muran skipped the reporting step. It was three in the morning, and he needed a cup of black coffee. The projection of MUL-01 was as fresh and beautiful as ever, without the slightest trace of fatigue.

As the commander-in-chief of the Order Supervisors, Zhuo Muran knew what he was facing.

Behind this figure was a mechanical god comparable in size to St. Peter’s Basilica. The Mainbrain was constantly calculating the data of every petri dish and the details of every city. Countless calculations and judgments were taking place in that mechanical behemoth at all hours of the day and night. The one standing in front of him, at best, was one of the smallest out of hundreds of millions of parallel programs.

It never rest, never made mistakes, and would never cause scandals due to factors like aging and desire. And it would always maintain a friendly state—the Mainbrain could give them notification through text instructions, but it preferred to use projections to communicate with them.

“What’s wrong? Zhuo Muran poured himself a cup of coffee. His tone couldn’t help but soften a bit.

“Ruan Lijie.” The projection’s fair fingers crossed the air, and a real-time monitoring page was displayed in front of the two of them.

The carefully arranged residence was dark. Ruan Lijie and Tang Yibu, whom the Mainbrain had sent, were lying side by side, stiffly moving. Ruan Lijie kept a certain distance from it, while staring at the ceiling blankly. Except for the intermittent blinking and the rise and fall of his chest, the young researcher was not much different from a corpse.

“Normal situation.” Zhuo Muran observed. “It’s normal for him not to get close to it immediately. Researchers are more rational than ordinary people. Just wait a while—if he can make a relatively rational choice, there’s still value in communication.”

“I understand it’s normal.” The Mainbrain smiled at him. “The information provided by this person is also quite interesting. Those plans are Ruan Xian’s style. There’s just one thing I care about—until now, I still can’t determine the true identity of that person, ‘Ruan Lijie’.”

Zhuo Muran was slightly startled.

“We all know that ‘Ruan Lijie’ is a fake identity. The information about this person is in my database, but I have done more analysis. It should be one of the ghost identities that Ruan Xian forged. A social profile cultivated by Ruan Xian himself. In fact, Ruan Lijie doesn’t exist… Not to mention, the resume of ‘Ruan Lijie’ on file is quite ordinary. The most recent recorded job is a café waiter.”

“Of course, ‘Ruan Lijie’ might be a fake identity given to him by Ruan Xian, but after uncovering this layer, I still can’t find any records about this person. Based on his physical age, I’ve checked the information on men who should be between 25 and 45 this year, but I found nothing.”

It was like he was truly a ghost. Zhuo Muran frowned.

“Hm, it seems you found a problem. If he has undergone comprehensive plastic surgery, then there should be relevant records in the medical system or accident system. If he’s the type to have his file sealed for some special reason, he shouldn’t be able to become a mechanical life expert at such a young age—it’s impossible for his family to give him resources for such an education.”

The Mainbrain tucked its long black hair behind its head.

“Except for his unusually vague identity, he is otherwise perfect, but this is enough to keep us suspicious. Remember to take this into account when you project Ruan Xian’s plans. The possibility that ‘Ruan Lijie is a spy’ can’t be ruled out yet, so have Hu Shuli’s team keep a close eye on him once he starts working.”

“Yes,” Zhuo Muran said, then took a sip of coffee. “I’ll also tell Hu Shuli…”

“Don’t let anyone conduct any kind of trial, or he’ll find out our suspicions. There is no room for deviation in this matter. He may lead us to Ruan Xian.”

“I know.” Zhuo Muran nodded.

It was an insignificant suspicion, so Zhuo Muran had subconsciously ignored it. After all, the information given by Ruan Lijie was true and now seemed quite accurate. If someone were to take the lead in this matter, most likely they would cling to the clues given with all their strength.

Interesting. Zhuo Muran took another sip of coffee, swallowed another replenishing potion, and rubbed his heavy eyelids.

If Ruan Xian was really bold enough to throw an unarmed technician here as a smokescreen, then naturally Zhuo Muran would make the other party regret making that decision from the very bottom of their heart.

In fact, he, Tang Yibu, and Ruan Lijie were all sinners, so it was very fitting.

In order to ensure a clear mind, Ruan Xian slept for three hours. It stood to reason this should be his first day working under the Mainbrain, but they only had 63 hours left.

Tang Yibu’s actual body was outside, and it was impossible for the android created by the Mainbrain to accompany him 24 hours a day, so they agreed on a silly code…

“I want to eat boiled eggs.” Ruan Xian’s voice was clear.

“Got it, baby.” The “Tang Yibu” in front of him was just an assistant robot. If he were to ask Tang Yibu this question…

[I would say, “I want to eat it too”.] Was what Tang Yibu said last night. [When I come back… “You look tired. Would you like something to eat? Such as sweet potatoes”, I’ll ask you a similar question like that. You must remember everything we have eaten.]

It was a very Tang Yibu-style codeword. Ruan Xian smiled and agreed with him, then took a high-quality nap.

To make sure that the real Tang Yibu was no longer here, Ruan Xian had to continue acting. He was organizing the information given by Tang Yibu while trying to look at the “Tang Yibu” in front of him with a sad gaze.

Today’s breakfast was a soft-boiled egg cooked to perfection, with fragrant porridge and a careful arrangement of side dishes. The ingredients were probably carefully selected, unlike the boiled eggs from the Underground City, which smelled like dried mushrooms.

“Don’t be nervous,” “Tang Yibu” said. “You’ll be fine.”

No. If he looked at “Tang Yibu” again, Ruan Xian might really collapse. It was painful trying to hold back his laughter. Ruan Xian had only seen Tang Yibu eating like this in the shade refuge. When it was just the two of them, the android would even play games like throwing pieces of bread in the air and trying to catch them with his mouth.

If it was his own Tang Yibu that was here…

Ruan Xian looked at the chopsticks in his hands. The android would peel three or four eggs in a row, then skewer them on a chopstick to eat.

“I’m full.” Ruan Xian tried his best to eat the highest calorie yolk and left the table as soon as possible. He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to hold back his laughter.

“No appetite?”

“Nn,” Ruan Xian responded quickly. “I want to find something to distract me first, sorry.”

As he guessed, Hu Shuli didn’t want to overwhelm him too much on the first day. He just opened up a database that didn’t have sensitive information so that Ruan Xian could familiarize himself with the basic information of the S-type advanced products. Hu Shuli was quite good. He thoughtfully arranged a secluded location for Ruan Xian that was close to the soothing green glass pillars.

In order not to put too much pressure, Tang Yibu, the assistant robot, stood behind the glass column.

Ruan Xian spent ten minutes stuffing all the information into his mind, and then decided to spend the remaining time in a daze. He scrolled the information slowly while making a trance expression from time to time. His thinking had already run to cloud nine—he communicated with Tang Yibu for a long time last night. In terms of identifying Fan Linsong’s image data, the android was much better than him.

[This building is in the Glass Conservatory.] Tang Yibu seemed quite certain. [In order to investigate the environment, I entered the model of the entire city into my own system.]

[Fan Linsong is locked up in the Glass Conservatory?]

If he thought about it carefully, it was a perfect environment. The security measures of that petri dish were stricter than the other cities of the Mainbrain with the Glass Conservatory being the best among them. It also had the most advanced memory operation equipment. Placing Fan Linsong at the highest level of the city, it was difficult to say whether the Mainbrain was being considerate or ruthless.

[I am 100% sure. Do you remember the device I used to distract Zhuo Muran? At that time, it flew to the most heavily guarded place—the rooftop of a high-rise building. Based on the comparison and calculations of the floor height and the city model, the security there should be set up for Fan Linsong. We used to be very close to him.]

[If it’s the Glass Conservatory, it may be a bit troublesome to make contact.] Unlike Fu Yu and K6 in the Underground City, the ones in the Glass Conservatory didn’t owe them a favor. Now that Luo Fei had become the leader, it would be nice if he didn’t hate Professor Ruan. It was hard to say if he would be willing to lend a hand.

[We do have a contact channel, so let’s put this question aside first. Luo Fei’s side isn’t really good. I can still intimidate or tempt them… but it’s best to make a deal.]

[If I can contact him, I am confident I can convince Fan Linsong. The world has become like this, and he has been isolated by the Mainbrain for so long. I can probably guess his state.] Ruan Xian nodded.

[In other words, we can obtain the hardware weaknesses of the Mainbrain, and you also know the specific location of the Mainbrain’s hardware.] Tang Yibu smiled with satisfaction. [According to Professor Ruan’s mechanical information, I can probably guess a bit about how he plans to attack the Mainbrain.]

[But that requires a large amount of external resource support.] Ruan Xian pointed out mercilessly.

[Yes, I will think of a way.] Tang Yibu smacked his lips. [In other words, there are two things that are certain at the moment—contact Fan Linsong, and finally use Yu Le’s escape to start a series of chaos…]

[Finally, go save Yu Le and Ji Xiaoman.] Ruan Xian chuckled as he corrected Tang Yibu’s statement. [You don’t hate them, do you?]

[…Nn. The meals Yu Le promised to cook for me haven’t been cooked yet, and Miss Ji is also very good to π.] Tang Yibu murmured for a while before speaking solemnly.

[The details have been discussed, so for the time being, first you must examine the situation of this stronghold and determine the escape plan. I’ll try to get more information from inside.]

Now was the time to practice this plan. Ruan Xian ended his walk through memory lane and looked around. Then he stood up, pretended to stretch his body, maximized his perception, and began to peek and eavesdrop in a dignified manner.

“Are you tired, Mr. Ruan?” The Tang Yibu assistant robot said mechanically. “…You ate too little this morning. Do you want some high-calorie food? Butter biscuits and chocolates are good.”

It seemed that Tang Yibu was back.

“No need.” Ruan Xian twitched the corners of his mouth and patted the other’s arm “probingly”. “I just haven’t sat down to work like this in a long time, so I’ve become unaccustomed.”

Tang Yibu narrowed his eyes at him.

“Sweets can make you feel better.” He turned around and asked again.

Most likely, this guy just wanted it for himself. Ruan Xian wiped his face. “Alright, thank you… Yibu.”

“I want some too.” The person sitting not far from Ruan Xian had heard their conversation and chimed in. This action made the light screen previously covered by his body exposed. Ruan Xian took the opportunity to capture the data in his mind.

Then he was stunned.

The light screen was full of genetic information that he was extremely familiar with.

In order to treat his illness, Ruan Xian knew all the DNA-related characteristics of himself and his mother. Although the information on the screen in front of the man was complicated and incomprehensible, and there were a lot of long-winded comments around it, he could still recognize its owner.

That was part of his mother’s genetic data.

…It seemed the person he saw in the Mainbrain’s city was indeed not an illusion.


The author has something to say:

Tang: Mr. Ruan, you look a little weak. Why don’t you have some of the highest-grade beef for lunch, with the best wine and some snacks that you can’t get outside?

Ruan: … (For a while, I can’t be sure if the core has changed, or Tang just wants to eat with the Mainbrain)

Ruan: Okay. (Anyway, promise first)

Tang: Plan succesful.jpg


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Happy Doomsday Ch218

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 218: Hello

The preparation of the Mainbrain was perfect. An android was quickly sent in to replace the assistant robot. Ruan Xian had never seen such a clean Tang Yibu and couldn’t help but admire him—the one he knew often smelled like dust, blood, smoke, and food. The tips of his hair most of the time were cocked because he didn’t have time to take care of it, and his expression was like a lion sunbathing.

The one in front of him was more like a product display of a humanoid assistant. It had a rich expression and natural movements, but there was still a little deviation from Tang Yibu’s lazy and self-absorbed temperament. To be fair, Ruan Xian thought this thing could fool Lao Yu and even Professor Ruan, but it couldn’t fool him.

To put it mildly—the Mainbrain’s intelligence of what Tang Yibu’s brain was like was so normal that it was unnatural.

Ruan Xian could understand the Mainbrain’s thoughts. Throughout their adventures, just by looking at the results, they were indeed the crazier ones. As far as the current situation was concerned, it seemed that only he knew how… interesting that android was.

He didn’t know why. Obviously, in an extremely dangerous environment, the tension was like a poisonous insect resting on his skin, but Ruan Xian just wanted to laugh He had crawled into bed, buried his face in the blankets as his shoulders shook, sobbing as if he was under heavy pressure.

The “Tang Yibu” provided by the Mainbrain stretched out his hand to the assistant robot and copied all the data into its system. With the assistant robot recalled, Ruan Xian was now the only one left in the room.

Or rather, there were “two” people.

Finally, Ruan Xian erased his smile, raised his head, and looked at the golden eyes in front of him.

He now understood the difference between the genuine and fake very clearly—there was a bit more cunning, curiosity, and inexplicable happiness in those golden eyes.

These strange emotions that weren’t easy to understand made them sparkle.

Unlike when he was in the Glass Conservatory, the one in front of him was a “mechanical shell” in the true sense. The real Tang Yibu was still elsewhere, and in order to not make the Mainbrain suspicious, the shell in front of him was probably still attached to a surveillance system. Ruan Xian quickly calmed down, jumped off the bed, and looked away as if he couldn’t bear it, then poured himself a large glass of water.

When he turned his gaze back to Tang Yibu again, the android had already changed into pajamas and was lying on his side of the bed while patting the edge.

Ruan Xian: “…” He put down the cup in silence and pretended not to see anything.

This was definitely Tang Yibu.

Ruan Xian rubbed his temples and lay down in the vacant position on the bed, keeping a relatively polite distance from the mechanical shell beside him. Both of them were lying upright on the bed, half an arm’s length apart, like two neatly placed corpses.

Tang Yibu had hacked into the assistant robot system, and through the data transfer just now, the implanted virus program was also transferred to the android, but it still didn’t change the fact that this was just a machine. In order to transmit suitable surveillance data to the Mainbrain, Tang Yibu needed images that could be processed…

Besides the android itself, there were plenty of surveillance cameras in every corner of this room. This made it more difficult to falsify the contents of their communications. Ruan Xian decided to provide some relatively static clips to give that guy some materials.

Sure enough, after an hour of silence, Tang Yibu turned over and lay on his side. He remotely manipulated the mechanical version of “himself” and stared at Ruan Xian with burning eyes.

Feeling the awl-style sight, Ruan Xian sighed, turned over, and lay on his side—the two were lying face-to-face; their faces half swallowed by the soft pillow.

“Don’t make a sound. Don’t move. In addition to image monitoring, I suspect that sound, vibration, and other indicators are also being monitored,” Ruan Xian mouthed wordlessly. “Communicate with your mouth.”

“You’re playing a researcher having a breakdown,” Tang Yibu mouthed. “Are you going to hug me and cry?”

“No. I should show my rejection of you as a ‘fake’. It’s too much to deceive myself right away. I should now be in a state of contradiction,” Ruan Xian coldly refused. “At least tonight, you can give the Mainbrain the loop of us playing dead.”

Tang Yibu frowned and expressed disappointment without concealment.

“In addition, the “you” is made by the Mainbrain… I guess in order to avoid trouble, it should have the most basic sensing system, but it’s not too advanced inside. Even if I break its neck, it’s estimated that you can only receive body temperature and heart rate.”

Ruan Xian continued to mend the knife.

“I know. I just checked its hardware,” Tang Yibu said solemnly. “But your body temperature is good enough.”

Ruan Xian choked after getting such an unexpected answer. Ruan Xian suddenly felt that this kind of subconscious speculation was exhausting, so he decided to change the subject. He was a little unsure what Tang Yibu wanted to do—was he planning to use his admiration as he once did to gain dominance again? Or was he expressing his true thoughts openly and honestly?

“It’s been less than two days since we met. Why did you come to find me?”

“Because I regret it.” Tang Yibu blinked. “I regret joining the dispute between the Mainbrain and Professor Ruan too early. I should have chosen to elope with you.”

“…Is this how ‘elope’ is used?”

“I think so,” Tang Yibu said. “So, Mr. Ruan, in order to restore things to their original state as soon as possible, I have decided to get rid of the Mainbrain within 66 hours. Of course, I will need your help with this.”

“…” Ruan Xian slowly lay back on his back, covered his head with the blanket, and was silent for fifteen seconds.

“How did you come up with this time limit?” Fifteen seconds later, Ruan Xian calmly resumed lying on his side.

Tang Yibu took a deep breath and told Ruan Xian about Yu Le’s and Ji Xiaoman’s situation as quickly as possible. Ruan Xian frowned slowly and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

“It’s all intelligence stacking.” After listening, Ruan Xian summed it up mercilessly. “You don’t have a detailed plan?”

“No!” Tang Yibu opened his mouth widely. “I only have a rough outline, just like you.”

For a second, Ruan Xian felt guilty of “did he mislead the person in front of him”.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Tang Yibu rubbed his head on the pillow and continued, “Although I don’t know what your plan is, I can guess the general direction of your information gathering. If we put all the clues together, there’s a high probability that we can perfect a powerful enough strategy.”

“I didn’t act according to previous style. In fact, if we go by the most reasonable logic, I shouldn’t even be here.” Tang Yibu mouthed. “And as ‘Ruan Xian’, you shouldn’t have access to the internal information here. We all know that the safest bet is to choose the safer side. Let Professor Ruan and the Mainbrain kill each other, and we choose the side we want to assist.”

Ruan Xian thought Tang Yibu was right. If they want to choose the safest path, they must act along with the rhythm of Professor Ruan and the Mainbrain. It would be a serious, long, and painful war as they carefully stepped over the footprints of others, fighting to be the oriole stalking the mantis*.

*Referring to the proverb (螳螂捕蝉黄雀在后) The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. It basically means watch your back. Don’t pursue a narrow gain while neglecting the greater danger. || In this context, it’s saying the Mainbrain and Professor Ruan are the mantis (seeing each other as the cicada) while Ruan Xian and Tang Yibu watch in the background being the oriole (they are the greater threat).

In this game, everyone was a prisoner of numbers, fighting around a winning rate, trying to keep themselves alive.

…Then the question was… If he jumped out with the intention of overturning the chessboard and pushing the winning percentages aside, even if he took part of the risk and would do anything to keep Tang Yibu free, what would Tang Yibu think?

“Why?” Ruan Xian asked directly without any intention of garnering goodwill from Tang Yibu.

“Because of trouble.” Tang Yibu was as confident as ever. “I want to study you and my feelings for you. This grinding war is impeding it too much—especially MUL-01. If I don’t pay attention, it might really make a move on you.”

“You mean like before? That’s just acting.” Ruan Xian couldn’t help laughing.

“I know it’s acting,” Tang Yibu said nervously. “But when I was in the Sea of Ruins, I deliberately got close to you, and you claimed to like me because of it. The Mainbrain is similar to the core algorithm of my thinking. What if it comes to the same inspiration and uses the same idea to take you away?”

“Oh—”

“And I think we can win.”

“Even if the other party is the Mainbrain?”

“I am its prototype. I think I’m stronger,” Tang Yibu declared proudly. “And you’re my maker. We’re equal on a technical level. In terms of material, we have two Prototypes and an information advantage—the best thing is that if we control the number of participants to a minimum, the difficulty of the Mainbrain’s response is equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.”

“It’s not impossible.” Ruan Xian didn’t respond directly but just smiled. “Why do you think you’re stronger?”

“Well… I now understand a lot about why you gave me that subject in the first place, and I understand quite a bit now. From what I’ve seen along the way, I’m afraid the Mainbrain has never thought about those things.”

Tang Yibu returned a weird smile that was a little jerky.

“In other words, now when I analyze and calculate, I have at least one more angle than it. As long as I catch those blind spots, I can formulate a plan that it won’t be able to calculate.”

Ruan Xian didn’t answer. He gently raised his arm, raised his hand in front of Tang Yibu, and opened his palm slightly. Tang Yibu looked at it suspiciously for a while, then stretched out his hand and lightly gave Ruan Xian a high-five.

As a result, before he could withdraw his hand, Ruan Xian grabbed it tightly and clasped their fingers together.

“Sounds like a pretty good idea.” Ruan Xian’s curved his eyes. “And time is limited, so I don’t seem to have much of a choice.”

Tang Yibu huffed in satisfaction.

“But have you ever thought about it, Yibu? If I had been moved by the Mainbrain, what would happen to you now?”

Tang Yibu shrank his hand in fright, but it was still firmly held by Ruan Xian. He looked at Ruan Xian in shock and a faint panic crossed his eyes.

‘…How surprising,’ Ruan Xian thought. This android, who liked to calculate all possibilities, seemed surprised by the possibility that he proposed.

This was a good sign.

“It’s good to plan well. I can tell you’re having problems right now.” Ruan Xian grabbed the hand and continued to smile. “In my opinion, this requires us to give each other considerable trust. Shhh, I know what you want to say—love is not a substitute for trust.”

Tang Yibu stared at their clasped hands without saying anything.

“But like you said, time is limited.” Ruan Xian continued, “In any case, we must act immediately. In short, we should prepare well first. As for the issue of trust… Let’s take it one step at a time. Even if the plan fails, we aren’t without a way out.”

Things had developed to the present and the risk of everything could still be calculated, but to complete the plan to defeat the Mainbrain, it was impossible for them to stick together all the time and spend energy being wary of each other.

Ruan Xian thought that Tang Yibu had realized this. He was curious about the current thoughts of the android.

“I don’t really trust you.” Sure enough, this was how Tang Yibu responded.

“……”

“But I gradually discovered that I don’t doubt you either,” After a pause, Tang Yibu said bitterly. “Some time ago, I considered a question—my previous method of calculation emotional-related topics seemed to be a bit flawed.”

“Loophole?”

“You see, I don’t know much about your nature. As for you… I don’t know your specific situation. I only know that most humans don’t understand their own nature either.”

Tang Yibu narrowed his golden eyes and relaxed his posture.

“But compared to using human commonalities to calculate your interests and risks and try to guess your thoughts… I think it’s what you actually do that becomes the calculated capital of ‘you as a person’.”

“When those moments come, will you betray me, defend me, or stand idly by? This may be a topic that lacks condition, so I will wait.”

“Wait?”

“Because I don’t want to lose you, I’m willing to wait.” Tang Yibu returned with greater strength, clasping Ruan Xian’s hand. “I won’t do anything to you until those moments come.”

Ruan Xian didn’t speak. He looked into the eyes of the person opposite and felt a sourness in his heart.

“I have tried to calculate it many times before.” Tang Yibu looked away guiltily. “It turns out that if the father in my memory is the result of your deliberate disguise, my understanding of you is quite limited. So far, I have conducted some stats… Now you are the goal I want to save more.”

“So?”

Tang Yibu broke free of Ruan Xian’s hand, and with a turn of his wrist, the two hands changed from fingers intertwined to a standard handshake. The two of them lay stiffly on the bed, holding hands solemnly, as if they had been thrown into amber during a handshake and laid down sideways after they solidified.

“Nice to meet you,” the android whispered.

“…Let’s get along.”


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Happy Doomsday Ch217

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 217: Before the Reunion

After listening to Tang Yibu’s little plan, Zhong Qing only had contempt and even a trace of pity in his eyes. Tang Yibu looked down at the little boy, who was only as tall as his chest, and bared his teeth in a kind of threatening way.

“Your brain is broken.” Zhong Qing stretched out his arm sympathetically and patted Tang Yibu on the shoulder.

Tang Yibu squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhong Qing’s ear, twisting it lightly. “Hurry up and get down to business.”

“You have no love for children!” Zhong Qing screamed exaggeratedly, trying to attract the attention of his peers—unfortunately, A’Qiao sat quietly on the side, using the fainted man as a stool while cleaning her soiled cuffs.

“We’re not the same kind of creature at all.” Tang Yibu patted the box. “Get started.”

Four minutes later, with an expression of extreme dissatisfaction, Zhong Qing ate a memory spray on his face. A’Qiao dragged the man who was unconscious and aligned their bodies in resting positions with their hands crossed.

“Are you leaving?” After this, she turned and looked at Tang Yibu.

“Nn.”

“I’ll tell Fu Yu and K6,” she said as she walked up to Tang Yibu. She eyed Tang Yibu up and down, focused her gaze, and gave a long snort. “This environment… you look a bit familiar.”

Tang Yibu was putting the box back in place, making it appear as if no one had touched it. Hearing this, he turned his face and responded to the other’s gaze.

“Forget it,” she said calmly, looking in a good mood without the helplessness and panic that was once Tiantian-Q2. The girl who used to tremble inside her cell stretched her hand towards Tang Yibu, who frowned but didn’t avoid it.

“I’m familiar with this feeling. You’re related to my past, but I’ve forgotten all about it. Since I chose to erase my memory at that time, there must be a good reason. To be honest, I don’t know if it was an operation error. I still remember a bit of information—to retain the underlying logic, it must have been something beneficial related to my cybernetic brain or the key to my survival.”

A’Qiao tapped Tang Yibu’s face with one hand and ran her fingers across his eyes and mouth. Tang Yibu tasted the strong smell of blood, but it didn’t belong to A’Qiao’s. Tang Yibu glanced at the unlucky guy who was used as a stool for a few minutes and decided not to investigate the origin of the blood.

“Since I’ve shared this valuable information with you as a fellow android, it might be useful to you,” she said. “I wish you the best of luck and come back soon to pick up this troublesome guy. If you break the agreement, I’ll start to hate you.”

Tang Yibu recognized the pattern drawn by the other party—A’Qiao drew a blood-red cross over both his eyes and added a clown-like “smile” on the side of his face.

It was the blood-red smiley faces they had left behind to confuse the public.

The smell of blood was getting stronger.

“You didn’t question my goal of defeating the Mainbrain,” Tang Yibu asked curiously, without erasing the blood on his face.

“Because I have no advice I can provide you. My questioning will not change anything,” she said while buttoning on her gas mask. “They are about to wake up. Go.”

Tang Yibu didn’t bother to continue the conversation. He put on his gas mask and let the blood slowly dry on his face. Before leaving the area, Tang Yibu looked back at the dim space. A’Qiao stood on top of the open land, as quiet as a mannequin used to display costumes in the olden days.

She continued to look in the direction he left, unsure whether she was watching or saying goodbye.

Once born and twice cooked*, the second time was much smoother than the first.

*(一回生二回熟) Idiom referring to the more times people meet, the more familiar they are naturally.

Tang Yibu made sure that he had brought everything. Ruan Xian’s two blood guns were carefully hidden by him. The iron bead was attached to the water bottle and clanged against it at every turn. Tang Yibu’s small belongings were kept safely in his backpack while the structure of Professor Ruan’s counterattack equipment was kept in his mind.

Sneaking in was one thing, and normal contact with Ruan Xian was another.

Ruan Xian’s room was protected by the highest-standard defense system. Although the previous approach was feasible, the efficiency of information transmission was quite low, and there was always a risk of exposure. He had limited time and didn’t have time to dawdle around words with Mr. Ruan.

Tang Yibu sat melancholy behind the base of a certain scanning light scanner in a stronghold. It was slowly rotating its large beam of light constantly.

The sky was already dark. While Tang Yibu played merry-go-round with the light scanner, Ruan Xian had already returned to his room. His nerves had worn thin for the day, and it made his brain hurt. He breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly drank a glass of iced water to calm himself.

A whole day of deceiving others was exciting enough. Added to this, he had to dig up what little information he could find—Ruan Xian recalled the data he read in his mind and ordered the assistant robot to project images of Fan Linsong’s life.

From the images, Fan Linsong seemed to be doing well.

The old man was beautifully dressed and the furnishings in his residence were exquisite. In the video, he was slowly enjoying a hearty breakfast. Except for a little bit of inexplicable numbness in his expression, which made him look ten years older, it was indeed the Fan Linsong that Ruan Xian knew.

But Ruan Xian’s purpose wasn’t this.

The image revealed a corner of the floor-to-ceiling window. Although it was only a flash, Ruan Xian still captured it—he saw the tops of countless buildings, which meant Fan Linsong should be located at the top of a high building. With just the top of the exposed building that was smaller than a grain of rice, it was difficult to distinguish their characteristics.

He could use Fan Linsong’s height, field of vision, and horizon position to briefly estimate. Ruan Xian stared unblinkingly at Fan Linsong, who was still eating, calculating silently in his mind until an uninvited guest broke in.

“Tang Yibu” chose the windowsill. Ruan Xian had to admit that his appearance was quite handsome, but unfortunately, Ruan Xian had no intention of rushing to the window to be his Juliet*. He took a deep breath, slowly closed the images of Fan Linsong, and adjusted his emotions for a few seconds.

*Referencing Romeo and Juliet, written by Shakespeare.

“Yibu,” he called out “affectionately”, missing the real one that liked to hide under the bed.

“You look torn,” the fake said.

“No, just nervous. I’ll never betray you.” Ruan Xian deliberately gave a look of restlessness, and the nerves that had just been relaxed tightened again. He smiled reluctantly at the other party as a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palm.

His own behavior had to be 100% in line with the expectations of the Mainbrain.

Ruan Xian had to admit that the Mainbrain was very good at choosing the terms of the deal. Looking at the loyalty of Hu Shuli and the others, Ruan Xian didn’t think that the price tag offered was just to deceive him. The proposal to ensure Tang Yibu’s survival was quite attractive. He had even seriously considered something similar as an alternative—the goal of the plan was to survive. The difference lay only in the Mainbrain’s degree of surveillance.

Now he must guess the intentions of the Mainbrain correctly in order to anticipate its preconceptions.

Since it was acting as Tang Yibu, Ruan Xian’s “unsuspecting” self had two choices. Either continue to persevere faithfully, wait for enough information, and sacrifice for the so-called righteousness, or be submissive and try to get rid of “Tang Yibu”, and then agree to the Mainbrain’s proposal to completely ensnare his lover after his betrayal.

No matter which he chose, he had to exchange information with this “Tang Yibu” to show loyalty. The key lay in those subtle emotional deviations…

Ruan Xian had never acted like this before, but he had to succeed.

Ruan Xian raised his eyes and looked at the familiar beautiful eyes opposite of him. Needless to say, since they were nestled in the wrong person, they didn’t incite any feeling of beauty for him in the slightest.

Calm down, Ruan Xian told himself.

The core systems of NUL-00 and MUL-01 were the same. They should be like twins, and they all followed the iron rule. Just like all creatures in the world, they all had strong “survival instinct”. As a young and unsociable researcher who was also desperate for love…

Suppressing the surging tension in his stomach, Ruan Xian made a decision.

He decided to choose the one that was closest to reality, and he was confident he could play the scene well. After all, he really thought about giving up defeating the Mainbrain and only protecting Tang Yibu, and now he really had something to hide from the “person” in front of him.

The feeling of toeing the line of death almost opened every pore in Ruan Xian’s body. He took a few deep breaths in front of “Tang Yibu” and spoke.

“I look torn?” Ruan Xian tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Just like Professor Ruan guessed, the Mainbrain is very good at convincing people. Yibu, come here. Let me see your eyes.”

“Tang Yibu” cautiously took two steps forward.

Then he saw the researcher surnamed Ruan’s eyes reddened, and he started to cry. After a short silence, the young researcher wiped away his tears and quickly regained his composure. “I went around their lab today and got some information. They are now strengthening the S-type products to try and break through Professor Ruan’s perceptual camouflage… You must convey this message back.”

“Nn.”

“And…” Ruan Lijie hesitated. “The Mainbrain wants me to be in charge of part of the research. Yibu, can you give me two more days? I want to pretend to agree first to get more information. I know this may sound greedy… But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—”

“Maybe the Mainbrain is deliberately giving you this opportunity.” “Tang Yibu’s” face was expressionless. “You have to think carefully. If you betray…”

“You can enter my room at any time and have the ability to assassinate me.” The young researcher wiped away the tears on his face. “I won’t… I won’t do anything against your will, Yibu.”

It seemed that the induction in the past few days had been somewhat effective, and the sub-program of the Mainbrain had made a judgement.

Ruan Xian was completely thinking about other things. He recalled Tang Yibu’s suffering on the Android Show over and over again and pressed down the surging emotions that were bubbling out. He had done all he could do and could only wait for the Mainbrain’s judgement…

His heart was beating frantically under his ribs, and he didn’t need to hide this.

If the Mainbrain stopped the scene at this moment, if he didn’t hurry to remedy the situation, all he had done up to this point would be washed away. On the other hand, if the Mainbrain continued to play along, things could still turn around.

“I have something else to do this time.” After a long pause, “Tang Yibu” continued.

His nerves continued to tighten and relax. Ruan Xian could almost hear the sound of them snapping. Fortunately, Tang Yibu didn’t come to disrupt the situation this time. Otherwise, he didn’t know if he could hide it—

As a result, before the thought had the chance to completely disappear from his mind, an assistant robot a few steps away suddenly turned slowly and rushed all its surveillance camera on them. The Mainbrain was focusing all its attention on Ruan Xian, so it didn’t notice this strange action for the time being.

Ruan Xian suddenly had a bad premonition.

“What is it?” Ruan Xian immediately tried to grab the Mainbrain’s attention.

“After you left, there was a bottleneck in Professor Ruan’s plan. Although I can help him solve the hardware design, special areas still need experts,” “Tang Yibu” said. “We analyzed the principle of the confidential algorithm you gave me last time, but in terms of software adaptation…”

“To be honest, I haven’t been exposed to many assassination machines before.” Ruan Xian glanced at the suspicious assistant robot from the corner of his eyes. “If it’s about the algorithm that spreads the attack program virally and effectively fights against the Mainbrain’s algorithm, I can help. Yibu, this is an opportunity sent to my door—the Mainbrain has given me a job very similar in nature. I can use its resources to do things for us.”

Ruan Xian threw out two sweet baits by using “assassination machine” and “attack program”.

The fake Tang Yibu sighed softly. “I’ll be watching you.”

You don’t say. The guy you’re pretending to be is probably watching right now. Ruan Xian’s face twisted for a moment, but he tried his best to end the performance.

“Believe me, no matter what, I’ll let you live,” he said rather bitterly.

“Tang Yibu” gave him a soothing smile, leaned forward, and was about to kiss him. The hairs on the back of Ruan Xian’s neck all exploded. He took a deep breath and stopped the other party’s movement in time.

While ordinary people couldn’t see it, with his S-type Prototype, Ruan Xian could tell the assistant robot was stretching its camera lens and quietly moving closer to adjust its focal length.

…Tang Yibu was definitely watching.

“Sorry, Yibu.” Ruan Xian held back his smile while trying to keep his tone sad. “When it’s all over, we’ll kiss then.”

“Tang Yibu” gave him a meaningful look.

“As far as our current hardware conditions are concerned, I need the diffusion model for the most ideal attack program.” The Mainbrain resumed its sitting posture. “We want you to put aside the foundation of established programs and calculate them according to perfect condition.”

“I see.”

The Mainbrain nodded. “Mr. Ruan, it’s time to say goodbye… I hope you won’t make the wrong decision.”

After the Mainbrain left, Ruan Xian ignored the inexplicable and aggrieved peeping of the assistant robot and lay on the bed. Ten minutes later, he pressed the communication device in the room and contacted Hu Shuli.

“I accept the conditions of MUL-01,” Ruan Xian said with great difficulty. “But I have a request.”

“What are your requirements?” Hu Shuli seemed to be in a good mood.

“Since you betrayed the person you love, you know how it feels! I want the Mainbrain to give me a mechanical assistant just like him. Please, I really… I need him by my side now, just like when you pulled me into those doomsday memory…”

“No problem,” Hu Shuli said. “The Mainbrain has considered your needs and will deliver it in an hour.”

Ruan Xian twitched his nose and kept shaking…

When the assistant robot sneaked over, he quietly made an “OK” gesture.


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Evil As Humans Ch4

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 4: Interrogation

Fu Xingchuan simply washed his face and hurried to the interrogation room.

For security reasons, the interrogation room wasn’t inside the Shian Building but in a small cylindrical building in the southwest corner of the park. The interrogation room was on the ground floor. Its corridors were crowded with vibrant plants. Bird cages were hung, with many small birds chirping among the branches and leaves.

They weren’t just for mere decoration.

These potted plants and small birds were extremely sensitive to evil spirits. More importantly, they were striking enough to cover up the magic in the building.

Fu Xingchuan swallowed a piece of chocolate. The sweet taste stuck to his throat. As soon as he entered the interrogation room, he poured himself a cup of tea.

The interrogation room of the Shian Group wasn’t like the ones in a police station. It was decorated rather warmly. The lighting was soft, and the room was furnished with dark coffee-colored wooden furniture that held broad-leaved potted plants. There was a small table with a pot filled with hot tea and a plate of peach cookies. At first glance, it looked more like a retro café.

However, it still had its cold parts.

For example, the interrogation room was well stocked, but there wasn’t a single sharp object. The tables and chairs were fixed to the floors, and the cups and plates were all special products that couldn’t be broken. Another example was Fu Xingchuan sitting in a dark room, separated from the warm little world by a layer of one-way glass. The people inside couldn’t see him at all.

Anonymous’ origin was unknown, and they needed more time to conduct a physical exam before they could ask him questions. Through the one-way glass, Fu Xingchuan looked at Zhong Chengshuo in the interrogation room.

Zhong Chengshuo had already taken off his rain cape.

He was wearing a white sweater that was too wide. His dark pants were loose and casual, and his sneakers were clean, showing meticulous care for them. At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo was busy putting on his glasses—probably because he was afraid the rain would get in his eyes, so he stored his glasses in a case that was tucked in his pocket.

Fu Xingchuan had to admit that he looked very pleasing to elders.

Zhong Chengshuo’s brows were gentle and atmospheric, his black hair wasn’t permed or dyed, and his bangs were just a tad bit too long. With square rimless glasses, he had the aura of a student and looked younger than his actual age.

Although tonight’s experience was peculiar, there was neither panic nor resistance on his face, nor did he have the eagerness to talk about his experience.

Given that Fu Xingchuan was observing with a nitpicking mentality, he managed to dig out an unsightly feature.

His eyes.

It could be said that if Zhong Chengshuo were matched with a pair of clear eyes, he could be a poster boy for the “Top Ten Outstanding Youth”. But instead, his eyes were like black holes, as dark as ink. They were dull, and no emotions could be seen in them. If it weren’t for his harmless appearance, those eyes would be enough to make people feel uneasy.

Fu Xingchuan cleared his throat and made a “start” gesture to his colleague on the other side of the mirror. He lowered his head and quickly read Zhong Chengshuo’s information, then took a deep breath.

“Mr. Zhong, someone had explained things to you on the way here, right?”

Zhong Chengshuo was sitting in an armchair in a regular manner. He had his hands clasped and was resting them on the edge of the table; his slightly longer cuffs were covering his wrists.

“The suspected leakage of hazardous chemicals in Xizhao District is a premeditated crime. The case is serious, and all abnormalities in the vicinity must be investigated. You’re assisting the police in this investigation.”

Zhong Chengshuo spoke in a gentle and clear voice.

“I have confirmed the power of attorney at the police station, and I’m willing to cooperate.”

“Then just talk casually and relax,” Fu Xingchuan said. “I just read your information. You’re a graduate student at University A—one of the top universities in this country. You can choose to go anywhere with this grade, yet you went back to Haigu for development?”

Haigu was located inland and had a long history. It mainly focused on tourism. Looking at its development alone, it could barely be considered a second-tier city*. Zhong Chengshuo said that his major was “biochemistry and molecular biology”, which wasn’t suitable at all for employment in Haigu.

*China city tier system refers to an unofficial hierarchical classification of Chinese cities. Cities in different tiers often reflect differences in consumer behavior, income level, population size, consumer sophistication, infrastructure, talent pool, and business opportunity, among others.

Not to mention that this person’s grades were ridiculously good; it was incredible that Zhong Chengshuo’s mentor would be willing to let him go.

Zhong Chengshuo said with a shy smile, “My parents are in their eighties. If I study or work in a field long-term, it won’t be convenient for me to take care of them.”

“Oh, indeed, you have to take good care of your parents in their eighties, but I don’t understand. Looking at this information… You didn’t return to Haigu immediately after graduation but traveled abroad for two years.”

“Well, my family was in good health at the time. I wanted to take advantage of that and explore the world, so as not to worry about it in the future. Mom wasn’t feeling well a while back, so that’s when I returned.”

“So filial. It seems that your parents treat you very well.”

Zhong Chengshuo remained silent for a while. He looked up at the one-way glass as if he could see through it.

“They treat me very well,” he said. “It should be written in the information. I was adopted by them. As adoptive parents, no one in the world is more competent than them.”

Fu Xingchuan continued as if nothing had happened. “Aren’t you curious about your biological parents? Seeing that you’ve been going around the country for two years, I thought—”

“Not curious at all. My only relatives are my parents, and that’s all,” Zhong Chengshuo said as he pushed up his glasses, showing them a smile.

Fu Xingchuan immediately looked at the data uploaded to the tablet.

So far, Zhong Chengshuo hadn’t lie. Fu Xingchuan breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously—now it seemed that his worries were superfluous.

“Just now, that was just a routine inquiry. I apologize in advance if it made you uncomfortable. Next, we’re moving on to the main business…”

Zhong Chengshuo’s interrogation ended quickly. Regarding last night’s incident, his remarks were no different from those given at the police station. Zhong Chengshuo said that the only abnormality he noticed was “the streetlights on that street seemed to be broken”.

Data from the technical department kept coming through, showing that there was no falsehood in Zheng Chengshuo’s narrative.

“Finally, confirm again, why did you go out in the rain in the early hours of the morning?”

“Didn’t you ask that just now? Today, my parents left to see relatives and forgot to close the window. I was afraid my dad’s potted plants would drown.”

Fu Xingchuan did ask this, and the data did show that it was the truth, but that didn’t prevent him from thinking this was complete bullshit.

“Why?” Fu Xingchuan couldn’t help asking. “It takes you more than an hour to go to Changling Road by bike. In the middle of the night, while it’s raining like this, it only makes the road conditions even poorer…”

He had specifically confirmed that the potted plants were a variety of 5 to 8 yuan a pot from a farmer’s market. No matter what anyone would think, normal people at least would wait until dawn.

Zhong Chengshuo gave him a surprise look and said, “But that’s still life.”

Fu Xingchuan: “……”

Great, the truth again. His concerns went from “seemingly superfluous” to “worrisome”.

Fu Xingchuan: “You’ve worked hard. Alright, you can head out. After staying up most of the night, you can go to the lounge and sleep for a while. I’ll call you back in the day if I need you.”

Zhong Chengshuo was led away by the staff. Fu Xingchuan poured himself another cup of tea, and a sense of vicissitude diffused from his heart. Minister Fu, who was in his early forties, sighed for a while—young people nowadays were getting more and more incomprehensible.

However, with Zhong Chengshuo out of the way, next up was Anonymous.

Fu Xingchuan went out for a smoke. When he came back, Anonymous was already sitting where Zhong Chengshuo had just sat.

The moment he saw that person, Minister Fu subconsciously tensed his body, and his pupils dilated slightly.

Mr. Anonymous’ long hair was tied up. His pale complexion was illuminated by warm light, giving him a more energetic look compared to his photo. His cheeks and lips were bloodshot, and his brown-red eyes were very eye-catching. This person was tall. His hospital gown had been replaced with a Shian uniform; its dull design instantly became fashionable when it was worn by him.

However, the biggest point was his face.

Fu Xingchuan had seen many human and non-human “beauties”, and compared to them, Anonymous’ appearance could leave them all in the dust. This kind of beauty was like a blood-quenching blade.

It was too beautiful. He looked even better than in the photo.

However, Minister Fu didn’t have the slightest appreciation for this beauty, but was full of vigilance. He had been in this business for 30 years and knew the most basic truth…

For living things related to the metaphysics, especially “people” of “unknown origin”, beauty only meant danger.

Fu Xingchuan tapped on the table lightly. In an instant, the entire interrogation room was completely closed, with dozens of destructive spells ready to be activated. If it weren’t for the lush plants and birds’ sleeping sounds, Fu Xingchuan could have activated the blasting system incidentally.

Unlike Minister Fu, who was on full alert, Yin Ren was light and airy.

Under the seal, there was only a damp, thick, dark, and rancid pile of sticky corpses. After a comprehensive physical examination, he was taken by the staff to take a pleasant hot bath—Yin Ren even knew how to use the hot water faucet without having someone teach him.

Hot water faucet—magical. Hair dryer—amazing. And yet he wanted to destroy this era when he had water in his head*?

*(脑子进水) Term used to describe there’s a problem with a person’s mind. It can also mean being opposed to and not accepting when someone asks a strange question. || In this context, it’s the former.

Yin Ren leaned back into the armchair in a relaxed manner, looking at the food in front of him.

He was new here and didn’t know things had changed. The hot tea and peach cookies that were served to Zhong Chengshuo had been removed, and now there was a hot cup of coffee and a plate of chocolate chip cookies.

The coffee was clear and had an unusually strong smell.

“There’s no hurry to talk. Eat first.” A voice sounded in the room.

Yin Ren glanced at the one-way glass. In this form, he couldn’t see what was behind the glass, but he could sense a power emanating from there.

There was an extremely powerful cultivator on the other side of the “mirror”, so being cautious wasn’t an exaggeration.

The drink in front of him was steaming hot. It had a sour and bitter aroma that went straight to his nose. Yin Ren tried to take a sip, and the Evil Spirit almost spat it out.

This was trickery! Even if someone liked extreme flavors, they shouldn’t treat guests like this by default.

As soon as the cup left his lips, Yin Ren scanned the table. Thanks to the Evil Spirit’s excellent sense of smell, he smelled food among the pile of scattered decorations.

Salt and pepper were in delicate vials, soy sauce and vinegar in clear, transparent hoses. There was a small, cylindrical bag that exuded a rich milk flavor. There was sugar wrapped in rectangular paper and small spoonfuls of jam and lard on the table.

These were all flavorings. They were placed in an orderly manner in a wooden box, right within his reach.

There wasn’t much reaction time left.

Yin Ren controlled his expression, neatly pulled out the sugar wrapped in paper strips, tore open one of the creamer balls, and put them in his drink—he wasn’t sure if this was the “right” thing to do, but he had made many medicinal soups and knew how to make them taste better.

The drink with the added flavorings was a lot smoother. Yin Ren took a few sips and then picked up a piece of something that looked like a snack.

This time, there was no trap. He tasted a wonderful bitter taste that was completely unfamiliar and was followed by a rich and sweet flavor. Yin Ren unceremoniously ate the entire snack tray. To be fair, this thing was 10,000 times more delicious than the Resentment Basket. It was sticky to eat, and when finished, the drink went well with it.

“Is there more?” Yin Ren asked tentatively.

Fu Xingchuan: “…Yes.”

“I’m sorry. I’m really hungry. You guys have a full range of seasonings here. Can I get a bowl of noodles or something?”

Fu Xingchuan: “…There are still two packs of cookies in the drawer of the table.”

From where Yin Ren couldn’t see, Fu Xingchuan had put down his tablet. Just a moment ago, the results of Anonymous’ physical examination were released.

According to the genetic results, Anonymous was a standard native human.

He was about 22 to 23 years old, healthy but a little malnourished. The tricky thing was Anonymous’ physical characteristics. DNA of a missing person couldn’t be matched. He didn’t have any scars, surgical marks, or injuries anywhere on his body. It was as if he had just been born, leaving them with no clues.

The police contacted the mental health facility, but the hospital insisted there was no such person among their patients. When this person showed up, the hospital was caught in a power outage, so they couldn’t even get surveillance data.

So far, the only way Minister Fu could dig up information from this person was to interrogate him.

At least looking at his current performance, Anonymous had a certain amount of modern knowledge, which ruled out the possibility of “not being exposed to popular information” and “doesn’t understand the current era”.

“I’m sorry for taking up your time. Feel free to ask your questions, but I might not know the answer.” Yin Ren’s voice was muffled as he was chewing on a cookie while he spoke.

“How much do you remember about yourself?” Fu Xingchuan went straight to the point.

Yin Ren hurriedly took a sip of coffee. “…Ahem, not much. I just remember that I used to travel a lot—perhaps I should call it ‘business trips’? I can’t remember recent events as my head’s a mess right now.”

The reading instrument fluctuated. The man wasn’t lying, but there was a certain exaggeration in his words.

“Tell me about last night.” Minister Fu wasn’t moved.

“You want me to ask why I am in this condition?” Yin Ren picked up on his words. “I don’t know. I woke up like this. I was scared and didn’t know what was going on, so I picked up a knife nearby to defend myself. Even if people didn’t call the police, I was going to go to the police for help.”

“It’s purely a coincidence that I entered the mental health facility. I just wanted to find something to wear. When I first woke up, I was completely naked.” Even though I wasn’t even in human form at that time, Yin Ren silently added.

“Do you know where you woke up?”

“It’s a terrible place. It was all wasteland. I wandered around for a long time and went too far.”

This was the truth. At that time, he was whizzing underground, almost across the entire city of Haigu.

“You took the initiative to enter the mental hospital?”

“Well, I went in through the window. It was too dark at night. I just know it was one of those… kind of ‘public facilities’, since it’s inappropriate to break into someone’s private residence.”

Yin Ren was confident. “Turning into a liquid and drilling into the seams of the window” was definitely, in a sense, going through the window.

“I then found some clothing, but I didn’t want to stay in an unknown place, so I ran out again. As a result, I ran into Zhong Ge*—he could attest that I’ve been very cooperative. Later, you guys took me here directly and did a lot of inspections.”

*Brother () Term used by someone younger to refer to someone who is male, who’s older than you, and with whom you have a good relationship with or respect.

“…You called him ‘Zhong Ge’.” Fu Xingchuan rubbed his temples.

“He looks older than me,” the 1,000-year-old Evil Spirit said innocently. “He also said he’s an acquaintance of mine.”

Fu Xingchuan laughed dryly. Mr. Anonymous’ observation data fluctuated greatly, but they didn’t reach the red line of “lies”. Having said that, few people could calmly and objectively describe this kind of thing.

It was better to solve the misunderstanding first so as not to make this person think that his name is really Zhang San.

……

At 11:30 in the morning, Minister Fu left the basement floor. He beat around the bush and asked everything he could, but failed to dig up more information from “Anonymous”. Anonymous either answered honestly or didn’t know anything about it. This person seemed to be just an ordinary young man who had encountered misfortune. At the end of the inquiry, Anonymous even persuaded him to get some rest.

In terms of personality alone, this person was much easier to communicate with than Zhong Chengshuo.

Fu Xingchuan had been exposed to many evil things, which were either cruel or angry, and they had a hellish feeling to them. A warm and cheerful creature was like a joke. Fu Xingchuan doubted his intuition for the first time—it was buzzing at that time, but he decided that these two people were unrelated to the murderous incident.

As a result, half a night passed, and the Shian Group had lost three packs of chocolate chip cookies.

Fu Xingchuan felt his phone vibrate and frowned.

“Lao Fu, Zhong Chengyue has woken up. Can this matter still be considered ‘high-risk’? The evil qi values in and around the Xizhao District are all normal. As for those two, both physical results and observation data are… uh…”

Fu Xingchuan narrowed his eyes and took a deep puff of his cigarette.

“Still considered ‘high-risk’. Thoroughly investigate the patients in that hospital. As long as someone gives any outrageous testimony, write it down for me.”

He decided to trust his intuition as the “#1 Ghost General”.


The author has something to say:

Yes, Xiao Zhong wears glasses! Comes with skills [Glass Reflection Lv.1] _(:D”∠)_

Xiao Yin… Xiao Yin may have abandoned his own skills [Ghost King Force Lv.99]


Kinky Thoughts:

Looks like Lao Zhang is about to make another appearance. I find it so cute how Yin Ren marvels at things in the modern era and how he describes them.


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Happy Doomsday Ch216

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 216: Meeting Ceremony

To be convincing, the most important thing was to remain calm. If Ruan Xian could act confident and maintain the facade that everything was under control, it wouldn’t give rise to suspicion. This was something he was very good at. The difficulty at the moment was how to make full use of the knowledge he didn’t know well enough to convince the expert in front of him.

Just like the deployment of some kind of complex potion, Ruan Xian retained about three parts nervousness and just the right amount of confidence.

At least he wasn’t completely unprepared.

When studying α-092, he was involved in related fields. Since the emergence of such nanobots that could stably replicate themselves, the definition of what an organism was had begun to loosen—they had similar characteristics; ingesting energy from the outside world and abandoning useless residues. After accumulating a certain amount of energy, they would self-replicate, and occasionally there would be errors in their replication. A simple program written inside the machine allowed them to identify their goals and respond appropriately to changes in the environment.

If viruses with only a piece of DNA or RNA could be recognized, then nanobots like these could be said to be a weird new form of life. It was just that this topic was extremely controversial at the time, and it wasn’t Ruan Xian’s responsibility to participate in their debate.

But with this memory in front of him, he could guess the origin of mechanical life.

With careful adjustment, these tiny nanobots could become simple cells and construct their own simple nerve centers. These man-made objects were much thicker than natural cells, and due to the essential differences in composition, their structure was far from that of normal organisms.

For them, reproduction was closer to the essence of individual data exchange. With so many mechanical beings appearing in a short period of time, Ruan Xian was inclined to believe that this was the result of a deliberate arrangement by the Mainbrain.

Ruan Xian sneezed to distract Hu Shuli. He looked around from the corner of his eyes while his ears tried to pick up on everything around him.

“The reproduction of Grove-type R-660 in areas A and C is good. The Grove-type R-219 is normal, but the number shows a slow negative growth trend. According to our preliminary judgment, it’s not suitable to be used to transform the terrain near Country V.”

“The number of Papu T-72 in the Sea of Ruins has increased significantly. It may be because the Grove-type R-660 has been raised in captivity, causing the population to surge… They will breed too fast at this rate, pushing out other small mechanical life.”

“Scavenging puppets, right? I said at the time that the stability of subspecies 72 isn’t very good and their aggressiveness is still too high. They are used to recover the corpses of mechanical life. They shouldn’t be predators but rather be closer to carrion-eating creatures—”

The flow of time slowed down. Ruan Xian could hear the sound of air slowly flowing through his hair. His brain had never been so active before, and this strange stimulation made him want to laugh.

He had a good idea on how to deal with this.

“Specializing in the study of specific viruses to manipulate or destroy the corresponding mechanical races…” Ruan Xian’s voice was steady. “This is my research direction… You use the Mainbrain to uniformly regulate mechanical life, while we can only choose to infect them with viruses. Whether it’s old-school pure data intrusion or bionic tissue infection, I’ve been exposed to them.”

Having said that, he straightened up and looked serious. “I can more or less guess what you’re working on—controlling mechanical life’s reproduction cycle and life so you can rapidly modify specific terrain so it can be used for humans.”

“The Grove-type R-660, known as the iron beads—are mainly distributed in areas where ruins are more concentrated. They autonomously ingest metals, plastics, and other substances that are not easy to handle. They fatten themselves up and coalesce the acquired metals on their shells, then they are hunted by larger mechanical life, like the scavenger puppets—all the Mainbrain then has to do is collect the scavenger puppets regularly and extract the precious metals from their bodies.”

As for the things that couldn’t be recycled, they would be long digested by the iron bead into degradable particles and excreted, which would no longer be harmful to natural organisms.

Compared with manually manufacturing a large number of machines and unifying the command, this approach consumed significantly less energy. It only needed to wait patiently while life continued to develop and the efficiency was relatively high—as long as MUL-01 designed the correct mechanical life and issued the right instructions, the Mainbrain could divert rivers and level mountains, turn a glacier into a wasteland, and a dessert into soil within a few months. 

Perhaps humans really did create a “God” for themselves—a tool that was omniscient and omnipotent.

Hu Shuli looked very focused and had no plans to speak for the time being. Ruan Xian retracted his thoughts, tightened every nerve, and continued to narrate calmly.

“Now you should be aware of the problem. Compared to real life, mechanical life that could replicate itself is far from mature. Species with high IQ are difficult to design, right? Most of the higher mechanical life we’ve come into contact with are modified from living organisms, or special individuals that are artificially mass-produced—eliminating billions of years of evolution isn’t a joke. Even the Mainbrain can’t stabilize these new life forms in less than twenty years.”

“I’ve heard of similar exhortations, and that is indeed the tone of Professor Ruan’s side.” Hu Shuli sighed. “But Xiao Ruan, absolute naturalization is too extreme…”

“I can certainly understand renovating a landfill or a severely polluted area, but you are doing more. The Mainbrain is transforming the world into a special breeding garden for only humans.”

After figuring out Professor Ruan’s character, Ruan Xian knew exactly how to play a rebel.

“I just want to help remove those unnecessary changes. At least I don’t want to give my will to MUL-01 and become a domesticated animal to be raised.” …In fact, if he was entirely honest, he really had no thoughts regarding this battle.

Adding some gestures was good for firing up the atmosphere, but unfortunately, Ruan Xian really lacked experience in this area, so he could only keep his arms crossed.

“Take it easy. How about this. Why not look at the results first?” Hu Shuli knew how to interact with people well. He didn’t butt heads with Ruan Xian. “Xiao Ruan, in fact, we also need someone who thinks like you. This way, we won’t have a problem when wiping out the necessary mechanical life. Many people have expressed that they couldn’t stand it before. Think about it, you can use your abilities to correct excessive transformations and control their numbers so that things don’t get out of hand.”

Hu Shuli patted Ruan Xian on the shoulder.

“I assure you, things aren’t as bad as you think.”

Ruan Xian breathed a sigh of relief. Hu Shuli’s focus was taken away by him, and he also managed to obtain more information…

But naturally, not from Hu Shuli’s incessant explanations. Ruan Xian walked slowly around the huge lab, trying to stuff all the details into his mind. Even if the Mainbrain wanted to use him, it wouldn’t expose real sensitive information to him. He must take the opportunity to get more information. Even if he couldn’t use it in the future, it would still be useful to fool the Mainbrain’s version of Tang Yibu.

“It’s not just mechanical life pathology and control that are studied here.” Ruan Xian suddenly stopped beside a light screen.

Hu Shuli, who was walking in front, stopped his movements and no longer continued explaining Watler-E87’s transformation of the desert area.

“What’s the matter?” He raised his eyebrows.

“I have an impression of what this person designed.” Ruan Xian pointed to the light screen beside him. “The combination of specific mechanical viruses and an S-type product?”

He did have an impression, but it didn’t come from the knowledge reserve of the so-called “mechanical life expert”, but from his own blood—the mechanical structure on the screen looked like α-092-30.

No matter what it was, it must be related to the S-type Prototype.

“It seems that the Mainbrain didn’t misjudge you,” Hu Shuli said with satisfaction. “It’s okay to tell you—that’s our research on the S-type to expand the scope of perception. When this research is completed, the perceptual camouflage of the rebel army will completely fail. No matter where Ruan Xian is hiding, he won’t have much longer to live.”

This was putting pressure on his disguise. Ruan Xian tried to make an ugly look.

“If you’re willing to help us complete this research, you can have access to core technologies, participate in research of the advanced S-type products, and make yourself irreplaceable. The Mainbrain will also allow you to make some requests, such as keeping anyone other than Ruan Xian.”

“Even Yibu?”

“We can change him to… well, a less dangerous body, and then set some safety restrictions in his algorithm. If you agree to this premise and are willing to help the Mainbrain catch Ruan Xian, I think the Mainbrain will agree.”

“Now it seems that the defeat of the rebels is only a matter of time. Tang Yibu will inevitably be eliminated.”

Seeing that Ruan Xian didn’t respond, Hu Shuli struck while the iron was hot. “I’m not going to lie to you. We also know Ruan Xian’s and the rebel’s plan. Pure data virus infection, right? Xiao Ruan, you are still young. Don’t be too impulsive when making decisions.”

Ruan Xian magnified his perception and pinched his palm fiercely. The severe pain made his eye circles a little red.

The effect wasn’t bad.

“I heard that Fan Lin… Teacher Fan was taken by the Mainbrain a long time ago. Is it true?” Ruan Xian “struggled” for a while before he raised his head.

“Fan Linsong is your teacher?”

“…Mm. I want to know his situation. If the Mainbrain is really as good as you say, then teacher should still be alive.”

Hu Shuli’s smile became a lot warmer. “He’s doing well now, but he’s not here.”

“I want to talk to him.”

“No.” Hu Shuli shook his head. “But we can help you confirm some questions that only he knows or provide you with his vitals—Fan Linsong’s DNA is quite thoroughly disguise so we can’t clone him. It’s easy to prove that he’s still alive. A meeting will have to wait until you make a definitive contribution.”

“Give me an image of him eating breakfast. I won’t mistake my own teacher.” It was true he wouldn’t mistake his own deputy.

“Not a problem. After dinner, I’ll send it to your room. That’ll give you enough time to identify the authenticity.”

Ruan Xian carefully imitated a young man’s hesitation while calculating in his mind.

Since the core logic of the Mainbrain hadn’t changed, Fan Linsong could still be considered the main person in charge. Ruan Xian was afraid he had spent too much effort on the hardware—if he wanted to understand the physical weakness of the Mainbrain, this was the breakthrough point.

There was always never enough information, and given his own “handle”, the Mainbrain will feel more at ease.

…It would be nice if someone could help him a bit. He didn’t know when Tang Yibu, who was so stimulated last time, would come again.

He promised that the next time, the thrill would be even greater.

“I understand,” Ruan Xian murmured. “Tell the Mainbrain, about Yibu… I need to think about it again.”

However, Ruan Xian had no idea that the one he was missing at the moment was burying himself in soil.

Zhong Qing had short legs and was unfamiliar with life. When he ran panting to where Tang Yibu was, he bumped into the visitor with a cart.

The man was planning to unload the extra “box” from Yu Le’s car. Seeing someone rushing in, he subconsciously raised a gun in his hand. In the dim light, the two of them stared at each other for a while.

“Report. It’s a child,” the man said cautiously. “I’ve scanned the surroundings. He seemed to have just arrived. I’m not sure if it’s an android. I’ll use the short-term memory elimination spray to deal with him. If it doesn’t work—”

“No, no, no.” Zhong Qing’s voice changed with a bit of fright. “I didn’t mean to. I just came to pee. You continue on. I’ll be leaving now.”

“Is it the enemy? Is it the enemy?” Unlike Zhong Qing, who could see through walls, A’Qiao guessed one step late. She ignored Zhong Qing, who was retreating, and rushed directly in the direction of the man.

The man sharply interrupted the communication and was about to shoot…

In the next second, he was grabbed by a hand covered in mud.

“You missed the ground when you scanned your surroundings.” Tang Yibu spat out the mud in his mouth. “You always forget to scan the ground.”

The man who was grabbed couldn’t say much. The ground scanning tool was used for dangerous machines. Who the hell would guess that, besides rats, there were other living things hiding down there? At least this was something the Mainbrain had never done.

“You’re not… Order Supervisors…”

The man glanced at Tang Yibu’s clothes and his bright smile, which was half covered in mud. “Let me go. I’m just here to collect something—” As he spoke, his hand quietly reached towards his belt.

“Are you looking for this?” Tang Yibu used his other hand to take out a self-detonating bomb. “And your gun, I have unloaded it—you’re a rebel. No, no, no. Don’t be so quick to bite the poison in your mouth. I also know what you’re here for. You were ordered to come pick things up, right?”

“You’re the one…” The man’s face changed. “Are you going to betray, ahem, that one?”

He glanced at the two children and changed the name in time.

“Yes, I am ‘the one’. How weird you would call it betrayal when I have no loyalty to him to begin with.” Tang Yibu shook the mud from his head. “I just want to make sure of a guess—is the thing you want to take this ‘empty box’? Since you’re entrusted to pick up such an important thing, your rank definitely isn’t low. Since I don’t want to break it rashly, tell me what it is.”

As Tang Yibu spoke, he curled his lips. “Your boss doesn’t like sharing plans with me very much, so I can’t help it.”

The man laughed dryly and didn’t speak. Seeing that he was no longer threatening, the two children next to him quickly came over.

“Torture, torture, torture!” A’Qiao’s emotions were inexplicably high.

“Do you have a particularly powerful truth potion?” Zhong Qing started to let his imagination run wild.

“…” It seemed that the rebels may not be so popular. The man squinted at the two little brats weakly.

“You followed me.” Tang Yibu turned his head and got straight to the point. “Was that a free demonstration of your sentry abilities just now? If I hadn’t guessed that someone would come get this, I would’ve been attacked by him.”

His tone of voice was very serious, and his expression faintly revealed a little disgust.

Zhong Qing shrank his neck. “As if you would die that easily.”

“…Do you sound sorry?”

“Shut up!” The man roared. “If you don’t want the Order Supervisors—”

“Before you, I have already tampered with the surveillance here.” Tang Yibu finally turned his attention back to the man. “Can’t you really tell me? Just a little?”

“Can’t.” The man’s dry smile turned into a sneer. “My contact person will become suspicious if I don’t report it within ten minutes. Mr. Tang, if you still want to cooperate with that one, you’d better let me go now—hck!”

Tang Yibu took out a spray bottle from the man’s bag and sprayed it on the man’s face. The man rolled his eyes upwards and fell to the ground, unaware of what had just happened.

“Short-term memory elimination spray.” A’Qiao squatted down and poked the man in the face.

“Zhong Qing.” Tang Yibu’s voice became serious again.

“What!”

“We still have five minutes. Since you’re here, it’s time to prove that you are useful.” Tang Yibu clapped his hands. “Help me see through that box and tell me what’s inside.”

“He said ten minutes. How come it’s now five? Isn’t this supposed to be a secret? I knew you were just pretending to care about me—”

Tang Yibu grinned and shook the short-term memory elimination spray in his hand. “It effectively clears the memory of the last five minutes. There’s still a lot left in it.”

“…I hate you.”

Zhong Qing took off his hat and grumbled.

“Aren’t you with them? Why are you still doing these things?”

“Because I’m going to see the person I love.” Tang Yibu thought for a while. “Last time I was in a rush. This time, I have to prepare some information as a meeting gift.”

“You’re so annoying!” Zhong Qing pulled on his hat.

On the other hand, A’Qiao, seeing that there was no longer any excitement, turned cold and sat on the unconscious man’s stomach. “Don’t we need to kill him?”

“If he died here, it’d be troublesome for Yu Le and the others.” As an android, Tang Yibu was keenly aware of the opponent’s weakness. “When he wakes up, you will tell him—he intended to spray you, but you dodged, and using your skills, you sprayed him back. Five minutes isn’t enough to do anything to the box, and nothing is missing, so the best he can do is check to see if there are any trackers on it.”

A’Qiao’s face wrinkled, but she reluctantly nodded in agreement.

This would save a lot of trouble. Tang Yibu nodded in satisfaction—if these two little ones hadn’t come, he would’ve spent time trying to set up a reasonable “accident”.

“Four minutes left.” Tang Yibu took a deep breath and calculated the time accurately. “Zhong Qing, get started.”

“Hmph.”

“When I finish my trip, I’ll come pick you up.” Tang Yibu smiled. “Don’t worry. This is a deal. I won’t break my promise.”

“What are you going to do?” Zhong Qing walked to the box as he muttered very quietly. “Tell me a general version. I don’t like being kept in the dark—at least give me hope.”

“I decided to find the person I like, kiss him, and give him a hug.” Tang Yibu started listing his steps solemnly. “Then, exchange greeting gifts…”

“Finally, defeat the Mainbrain within 72 hours.”


Kinky Thoughts:

After that papapa? …Or maybe a quickie before then?


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