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Chapter 4 – Signing for a Role

December 6, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

As one of the Golden Eagle supervisors, Tang Can had always been very efficient in his work. At two o’clock in the afternoon, a man in black appeared in the president’s office on the tenth floor of Huasheng Entertainment Company.

Zhuo Yue, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up nervously when he saw him, and his lips turned a little white. This man worked for a loan shark company and had brought people to his door several times to collect debts. The last time, he smashed the cup and put a sharp glass against his eyes, threatening to stab him in the eye next time if he didn’t pay back the money.

The man only glanced at him and then looked away and said to Fang Mingyan respectfully, “Chairman Fang, I have offended you many times before. I didn’t know he was one of your people, so my methods were a little rough. I apologise.”

Fang Mingyan glanced at the embarrassed expression on Zhuo Yue’s face and smiled lightly, “How much is the balance left?”

The man in black put an IOU on the table and said, “Master Tang has instructed that the principal on the IOU can be repaid slowly. As for the interest, consider it waived.”

This means that not only is the amount of money to be repaid reduced but also there won’t be any further debt collection? Zhuo Yue’s gaze fell on that piece of paper, and there was a trembling excitement.

“Tang Chan has given us such a great deal. It’s embarrassing to keep on owing money.” Fang Mingyan signed a check and handed it to him, “This way, it’s settled. He is an artist under my company, and I don’t want to hear any rumours in the future about him having owed loan sharks.”

“I understand. That will never happen.” The man in black took the check and said goodbye politely.

Zhuo Yue was stunned in place, with confusion in his eyes, as if he still didn’t quite understand what was going on. It took him a long time to ask, “Why did you…”

“You’ve been called ‘my person’. I can’t have you owing external debts indefinitely.” Fang Mingyan casually threw the IOU into the drawer, “It’s just a change of creditor. From now on, I am your creditor, and you owe me this 1.3 million.”

Zhuo Yue knew that he was clarifying social relationships for himself, and a lot of gratitude surged in his heart. He said, “I will work hard to make money and pay it back to you.”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t work hard.” The man curled his lips and smiled a bit evilly, “I can also open a back door for you to pay for it.”

When Zhuo Yue heard this, even the tips of his ears turned red. He didn’t know where to look and looked at the ground.

The knock on the door at this time solved his dilemma in time.

A woman in her thirties came in, wearing a tight black skirt and a pair of red high heels. Her makeup was exquisite, and she exuded a strong aura when she walked and stood.

“Meet Shen Luo, Director of the Artist Management Department.” Fang Mingyan turned to Shen Luo, “I mentioned him to you, Zhuo Yue.”

“Hello.” Zhuo Yue knew her. Although he had not interacted with her much, he often saw her attending various occasions and accepting interviews on behalf of Huasheng.

“I’ve seen your play, and your acting skills are average.” Shen Luo had no expression on her face when she spoke, with a cold air about her, “If you want to continue playing the role of a young master and live an easy life, I have no objection. After all, you are someone chosen by Chairman Fang. Special treatment will be given under special circumstances. Just let me know when you are willing to take on the role.”

“…Chief Shen, by no means I am… I joined Huasheng, and everything will be subject to the company’s arrangements.” Zhuo Yue became anxious and even spoke faster, “No matter what roles the company arranges for me, I am willing to work hard and perform well…”

Shen Luo seemed to be quite satisfied with his attitude, and her tone softened, “In that case, I will manage you as an ordinary artist. To be clear, my rules are very strict, and sometimes they may make you feel uncomfortable. When something unpleasant happens, I hope to resolve it through communication with you. I don’t like being accused.”

This statement clearly treated Zhuo Yue as a ‘favoured’ individual who was Fang Mingyan’s bed warmer. It was not a wonder for Shen Luo. The gay CEO unexpectedly and unilaterally signed a contract with a fading male actor. Considering the appearance of this male actor, anyone could easily jump to conclusions.

He couldn’t explain anything and anxiously asked Fang Mingyan for help. Unexpectedly, the man just sat leisurely and had no intention of explaining at all. Zhuo Yue was anxious and helpless, not knowing how to clarify. In the end, he lowered his eyes and said, “…I understand.”

“You can take a look at this.” She handed over the folder in her hand.

Zhuo Yue opened it and found a short movie script. He glanced through it quickly and looked up in confusion.

“The number three male member had not yet been decided. You will audition tomorrow.”

The third male? Zhuo Yue was stunned for a moment, then came back to read the script again and suddenly said in embarrassment, “That character is gay, I…”

“Don’t want to act?” Shen Luo looked at him coldly.

“…No,” a hesitant expression appeared on his handsome face, and he spoke softly, “I have never acted in movies, and I’m afraid I might not be able to handle this role.”

“The director of this movie is Xie Anqing, whose box office is guaranteed. With Golden Eagle’s investment, the quality of the movie will never be bad. Your acting career is too narrow. If you can get this role, it will also be a training for your acting skills.” With these words, she had already exhausted her patience, and she furrowed her brows, “If you don’t want to audition, I won’t force you.”

This was Zhu Yue’s first job after changing jobs. He had already said before that he would obey the company’s arrangements. Now he was in a difficult position and could only accept, “…I’ll go. Thank you, Chief Shen, for giving me the opportunity. I will prepare well and do my best to act.”

Shen Luozhuo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him accepting it like this. She didn’t hate this handsome young man. What she said just now was forced because someone assigned her a task—let him accept the audition. She glanced at Fang Mingyan. The man was sitting leisurely, with an unpredictable smile on his lips and an attitude that had nothing to do with him. Facing such a boss, she only felt pain in her temples. Forget it; she was used to being a villain over the years anyway, so it was not bad if it could make Zhuo Yue feel fear and make him more obedient in the future.

“The assistant I have arranged for you is called Lin Hui. He will pick you up on time at two o’clock tomorrow afternoon.” Shen Luo took a few steps and looked back with a smile, “By the way, if you don’t grasp the role well, you might as well ask Chairman Fang for advice. He has a lot of experience.” After saying that, she walked away on high heels.

Fang Mingyan: “…”

In the afternoon, Zhuo Yue followed Fang Mingyan’s female secretary, Julie, around the company to get familiar with the environment. Except for meetings, artists were usually away from the company. When they walked around, they only saw busy staff and trainees sweating profusely in various practice rooms. With nothing else to do, he found a quiet spot in the atrium to read the script.

The script had only a section where the male protagonist wanted to confess to the female protagonist but, afraid of failure, decided to rehearse with his best friend, who happened to be gay. The third male was a gay friend who had silently harboured feelings for the male lead. He endured the emotional pain and reluctantly agreed to practice with him. Emotions remained suppressed until the final rehearsal, when, during a kiss scene, the repressed feelings exploded, and he impulsively kissed the male lead.

How to act?

Zhuo Yue sighed in distress. Acting as a gay was already a challenge for him, but there was also a kissing scene…

He tried to calm down and treat the tall plant in front of him as the male protagonist, investing his emotions in it and reciting his lines line by line. However, when it came to the kiss scene, all he could think about was the scene of being pressed down for a deep kiss by Fang Mingyan on the sofa in the box last night, and even the slightly astringent taste of wine seemed to reappear in his mouth.

Damn it… Why do I keep thinking of this…

Zhuo Yue shook his head, trying to get the fragment out of his head. He tried a few more times, but his expression was still very stiff. It was difficult for him to get into the role for a long time, which made him feel anxious as he paced back and forth in frustration.

When Fang Mingyan came down to see him after finishing his work, Zhuo Yue was squatting in front of a pot of green plants with a frown on his face, twiddling the leaves with his fingers and muttering his lines. The man found it interesting and stood behind him and watched for a while. He saw an upset Zhuo Yue putting his hands on the edge of the flowerpot, frowning and sighing, “How to kiss? I feel like I’m going crazy…”

Fang Mingyan couldn’t help laughing. This was the first time he had seen Zhu Yue like this. The usually serious and cold-faced person went crazy, which was quite interesting.

Zhuo Yue was startled by the sound of laughter, turned around suddenly, and saw it was Fang Mingyan and he stood up in embarrassment, “Why…are you downstair?”

“It’s time to get off work.” The man looked at him jokingly, “Have you finished communicating with this potted plant? If not, I’ll have someone send it home, and you can continue your conversation.”

“…”

Sitting in Fang Mingyan’s car, Zhuo Yue returned to the lakeside villa area located in the east of the city. It was only now that he noticed the discreet and implicit words at the entrance. Unable to see them clearly last night and forgetting to check this morning, he now realised that the man lived in a place known as ‘Hanguan’, a part of the ‘mysterious rich people zone’. This property belonged to the Golden Eagle Group, with access granted only to acquaintances, making it a highly sought-after residence.

The car passed through the heavily guarded security facilities without any hindrance. Zhuo Yue saw the words ‘No. 15’ on the bronze plate hanging at the entrance of the courtyard.

Hanguan No.15.

Fang Mingyan’s home.

It was also where he temporarily lodged.

After dinner, Zhuo Yue offered to wash the dishes.

The servants exchanged awkward glances—the butler with a hesitant expression, the housekeeper with a troubled look. Fang Mingyan sat on the sofa, casually browsing through entertainment news without lifting his head, and said, “Let him wash it up.”

Zhuo Yue had a hard life when he was young. His single mother raised him until the age of six before passing away. No relatives were willing to adopt him, so his distant uncle Zhuo Qing took him in and raised him with his son Zhuo Hai. While the couple couldn’t be said to treat him well, compared to his own son, they really didn’t treat him as well as they treated their own son. Zhuo Yue was already sensible at that time and knew that he was living under someone else’s roof, spending other people’s money, and being taken care of by others, so he often took the initiative to help his adoptive mother with housework.

Zhuo Hai didn’t like his brother, who was one year older than him at all, especially because his mother always praised him for being sensible and studious, which annoyed Zhuo Hai even more. He often bullied Zhuo Yue in different ways, asking him to carry his schoolbag, do homework, and wash clothes for him. As he grew older, he spent his days hanging out with a group of rascals, leading a carefree life without any proper employment.

When Zhuo Yue was working part-time delivering food in high school, he was noticed by the editor-in-chief of a magazine because of his good looks and asked if he would like to be a graphic model. After gaining some experience in shooting, he decided to study acting and earn his tuition fees by himself.

Zhuo Yue neatly washed and dried the dishes and put them in the disinfection cabinet. He walked to Fang Mingyan and said, “If there’s nothing else to do, I’ll go back to my room.

“Are you ready for tomorrow’s performance?” The man raised his eyes and asked.

His expression froze, “Not yet.” He lowered his head in embarrassment, “I can recite those lines, but I don’t know how to put in the emotion…”

“Does kissing a man make you this flustered?” Fang Mingyan looked at him calmly, “As an actor, your duty is to play your role well and show some professionalism.”

Zhuo Yue pursed his lips, and with some shyness, he mustered up the courage to speak, “Can you… help me?”

The man’s lips curled up slightly, and he said, “Go get the script.”

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Chapter 12 – The Bus

December 6, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

In addition to the driver, there were also a few passengers sitting in the car.

When the driver saw Song Jun hesitating to get on the bus, he looked over and asked, “Do you want to get in?”

Song Jun felt strange and asked the driver, “Sir, why is there still a bus at this time?”

The driver said, “Oh, the bus broke down just now. It took some time to repair it. Isn’t this the last bus again? We have to make sure to drop off all the passengers at the station.”

After Song Jun heard what he said, he didn’t doubt anything anymore and got on the bus.

There were about four or five people in the car, all sitting in the back rows. Song Jun also habitually sat in the empty seat at the back. There was a woman sitting in front of him. Song Jun didn’t pay close attention to her appearance. He felt very tired after working until now, so he closed his eyes.

After all, he was on the bus, so Song Jun didn’t dare to sleep too deeply and kept paying attention to the bus station announcements.

But after a long time, the radio in the but never sounded, and it never stopped.

Song Jun opened his eyes and looked outside, and suddenly found that it was dark outside, and he had no idea where the bus had driven to.

This was not normal because even late at night, the city was brightly lit, and the street lights everywhere were on, so there would definitely not be a situation of total darkness.

Song Jun was confused just now, and he wondered if he had slept through it.

He couldn’t help but turn around and see that there were still those few people on the bus, all sitting in their original positions with indifferent expressions.

Song Jun began to get nervous at this time. He stood up and walked forward, looking out through the large windshield in front of the bus. With the headlights, he could only see that the bus was still on the same path. Driving on the road, but not much more can be seen.

“Sir, Sir!” He called the driver twice.

The driver turned to look at him, “What’s wrong?”

Song Jun asked, “Where is this place? Have you passed South Road Station?”

The driver said coldly, “We haven’t arrived yet. What’s the rush?”

Song Jun didn’t know whether he should believe it or not. He asked again, “Why is it so dark outside?”

The driver was silent for a moment before answering him, “The power is out.”

Song Jun asked, “How long will it take to arrive?”

At this time, the driver turned around and glared at him fiercely. The expression was so ferocious that Song Jun caught his breath, and he dared not ask again.

Song Jun did not return to his seat. He grabbed the armrest and stood in front for a while. This time, he was sure that more than one stop had passed, but the driver had not stopped at all, and the person sitting on the bus had not gotten off at all. Those people were completely unresponsive.

He didn’t dare to wait any longer and shouted, “Stop! Stop! I want to get off!”

Even if it was dark outside, it was better than staying on this eerie bus.

However, after Song Jun shouted loudly, the driver pulled over. The bus came to a stop, and the rear doors opened promptly.

He stood in front of the car door. Song Jun saw the darkness outside, and the bus door was like a monster’s mouth that was about to swallow him in the next second.

Despite his fear, Song Jun got out of the car.

However, Song Jun was not the only one who got off the bus. The woman who was sitting in front of him also got off the bus after him.

The door closed, and the bus continued to drive forward.

Song Jun stood on the side of the road and was stunned for a while. His eyes adjusted to the darkness around him, and he realised that he was not in the city centre at all, but he didn’t know where he was in the wilderness.

The woman stood not far from him and did not move.

Song Jun glanced at her and saw that she lowered her head and kept looking at her toes.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jun did not speak to the woman but walked in the opposite direction to the bus. The woman actually followed him over.

Song Jun couldn’t help but pay attention to the woman behind him as if he was afraid that she would pounce on him and strangle him in the next second.

However, that didn’t happen. The woman just kept following Song Jun.

Until Song Jun stopped, turned around and asked, “Why are you following me?”

The woman raised her head to look at him. She was a young and beautiful woman, she looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a beautiful and elegant long dress with a small coat outside.

She smiled, simple and gentle, and said to Song Jun, “Are you lost?”

Song Jun looked at the young woman who looked like a rich lady in front of him and felt that she did not look like a monster or a bad person, but he still couldn’t help but be wary and asked, “Who are you?”

The woman waved her hand and said, “Don’t get me wrong, I felt something strange on that bus just now, but I didn’t dare to speak. When I heard you ask to stop, I immediately followed you.”

Although he was still sceptical, Song Jun had to admit that he was slightly relieved after hearing the woman say this.

It was better to know that someone was with him in this unfamiliar environment than to be alone and scared.

“Where are you going?” Song Jun asked, and he began to think that he might be able to send this woman home first.

The woman smiled, with a friendly look on her face, and said, “Actually, I live not far from here. I thought you couldn’t find your way back, so I want you to come to my house first.”

Song Jun suddenly became wary again. He didn’t believe it was such a coincidence. This woman obviously followed him and got off near him, so how could she conveniently live in the vicinity?

The woman seemed to see that Song Jun didn’t believe it, so she didn’t extend the invitation again. She said, “Then I’ll walk with you for a while and see if you can get a taxi.”

Song Jun didn’t know how to answer her, so he continued walking forward silently.

As they walked, the woman introduced herself, “My name is Tu Zhenzhen, and I am a student at University C.”

Song Jun paused for a moment, “You’re also from University C?”

“Huh?” Tu Zhenzhen said in a very excited tone, “Are you too?”

Song Jun nodded.

Tu Zhenzhen said, “What a coincidence. I am studying fashion design, and I am in my third year of college this year.”

Song Jun stopped and turned around to see Tu Zhenzhen looking at him strangely. He hesitated and said, “Where is your home? I’d better take you back first.”

Tu Zhenzhen smiled when she heard this, tilted her head and said, “No, I see you are very scared, so I’d better see you off. There might be a taxi ahead.”

Song Jun was embarrassed by what she said. He himself was in a daze and a little wary. He also felt that this girl, who was younger than him, should not be a bad person. He thought for a while and felt that it would be better to send Tu Zhenzhen back first.

Song Jun said, “Let me take you back. Didn’t you say it’s not far?”

Tu Zhenzhen said, “Hmm…” He hesitated for a moment and said, “Okay, if you’re not afraid, you can go in and sit for a while and then leave after dawn.”

After saying that, Tu Zhenzhen raised her hand and pointed to a place not far away, “It’s right there.”

Song Jun looked in the direction she pointed and found that there was a two-story villa along the path. The villa was lit up and was the only lit building nearby.

Song Jun followed her in that direction and asked curiously, “Are your parents at home?”

Tu Zhenzhen shook her head, “No.”

After she said this, she said nothing more, so it was not convenient for Song Jun to continue asking.

After accompanying Tu Zhenzhen to the door of her house, Song Jun planned to leave.

Tu Zhenzhen opened the door to the room, and a warm yellow light suddenly shone out from inside, looking very reassuring. Tu Zhenzhen said to Song Jun, “Come in and sit down. Even though you are a guy, it is too dangerous to walk alone at night.”

Perhaps it was because bright light would make people feel at ease. Song Jun saw the bright and comfortable look inside the living room and instantly did not want to go back to the darkness.

Tu Zhenzhen didn’t force him. She just stood by the door and invited him.

Song Jun hesitated.

Tu Zhenzhen said, “Why don’t you come in and I’ll get you a glass of water, and take a rest.”

Song Jun finally nodded and followed Tu Zhenzhen into the house.

Tu Zhenzhen warmly invited him to sit down on the sofa and turned on the TV for him. Song Jun suddenly felt that this kind of warmth and comfort made him feel safe. Maybe he was thinking too much. He could really stay here. For example, maybe he could sleep on a large and soft sofa and wait until dawn before leaving.

Tu Zhenzhen poured him a cup of tea and asked him if he wanted to call a family member or friend to pick him up.

Song Jun saw that it was already one-thirty in the morning and almost two o’clock in the morning. He shook his head and said no. The only people he could think of now were Senior Brother Xia and Senior Brother Bu. No matter which one, he was embarrassed to make calls at this time to disturb people’s sleep.

At this time, Song Jun heard a man’s voice from upstairs, shouting, “Zhenzhen!”

Song Jun was stunned. The man’s voice did not sound young. He sounded like Tu Zhenzhen’s father, but she had just said that her parents were not at home.

Then, Song Jun heard a rapid cough coming from upstairs.

Tu Zhenzhen quickly said to Song Jun, “Sit down for a moment. I’ll go up and take a look first.” After saying that, she hurried upstairs.

Song Jun picked up the teacup and looked at it, then put it down after a slight hesitation. The presence of a man in the room made him feel a little concerned. He felt that the most basic precautions should be taken.

The decoration and furnishings in the room looked simple and elegant. There were two large blue and white porcelain vases next to the TV cabinet, which looked expensive.

Song Jun stood up and couldn’t help but look around the room, noticing a faint fragrance in the air.

From time to time, the sound of a man coughing and the sound of two people talking in low voices came from the second floor. Song Jun couldn’t hear clearly what they were talking about, and he didn’t have the nerve to get closer to eavesdrop.

There was a small makeup mirror placed on top of the speaker next to the TV cabinet. Song Jun didn’t notice it at first. When he passed by, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the person in the mirror was not himself but a wrinkled face. old man.

After being stunned for a moment, Song Jun came closer to take a closer look and found that it was still himself that was reflected in the mirror. There was nothing strange about it. The picture he just saw seemed to be just an illusion.

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Chapter 12 – The Duke (3)

December 5, 2023 / hoenimochi / 1 Comment

When Qin Yun followed Moschery out of the Duke’s mansion, he had not yet regained his senses. After spending half a day with the Emperor to seek assistance, not a single person was recruited…

“Leaving just like that?” Qin Yun was confused, “What on earth are we here for…”

Moschery didn’t seem to care about the result and said indifferently, “Come and tease him.”

“…” Qin Yun: “You two actually have a good relationship…”

Moschery grabbed him by the neck. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

His fingertips stroked the side of Qin Yun’s neck, and he could even touch the goosebumps on each other’s skin with his palms, “Arthur and I have never been enemies.”

Qin Yun: “??”

Moschery: “You will understand later.” He took his hand away from Qin Yun’s neck and patted the other party’s head gently, “At the very least, we both disagree of the Cabinet or Olympus being overly fixated on god-level matters. They even use it to interfere with the regime, dividing the empire. This is absolutely intolerable.”

“I would rather the god-level gene be completely terminated in my generation.” Moschery said calmly, “With centralised political power and stable territory, the god-level will forever remain a mere legend, and from now on, will cease to exist.”

“…” Qin Yun opened his mouth, “…I always thought you were joking when you said you wanted to die alone.”

Moschery: “…”

Qin Yun’s expression was one of admiration, “So it’s true…”

Lin Dongliang’s mental power gently wrapped around Shen Zhuofan’s brain nerves, but there was no improvement in the damaged area. He did not stop until he was close to exhaustion.

“I’d better call Skarter for you.” Shen Zhuofan looked at the almost fainting Lin Dongliang with concern, “You can’t even stand up”

“It’s even more troublesome if he comes.” Lin Dongliang waved his hand tiredly. He hid Yuanbao, who was already tired and fell asleep and was about to sit down and recover some strength, “What did you just say?”

“Qin Yun’s adoptive mother.” Shen Zhuofan poured him a glass of water, “One of the best students in the first Averio Guide Academy, and the one who disappeared inexplicably in the end.”

Lin Dongliang frowned, “All this information is in there. Qin Yun’s background is not a secret.”

Shen Zhuofan nodded, “Indeed, these can be found, but we have overlooked one thing.”

Lin Dongliang looked at him.

Shen Zhuofan: “Why would a SSS guide adopt a child who doesn’t even have a spiritual link?”

“I actually had a pretty rough life.” Qin Yun finished attaching the rhinestones on the Mickey Mouse headband and started putting it on the pillow, “When I was 8 years old, I didn’t have a spiritual link, so my adoptive mother raised me as an ordinary person. I always thought I was just an ordinary person.”

Moschery snorted hard and said disdainfully, “I have no interest in sanitary pads’ childhood.”

“I’m trying to comfort you.” Qin Yun couldn’t bear it and said, “This is like indirectly telling you that nothing is absolute. You’re still young; don’t speak of growing old alone in such a tragic way!”

Moschery was enraged and said, “You learnt to teach me a lesson?!”

Qin Yun raised his head and said, “I’m just trying to be reasonable… I’m just telling you the truth.”

Moschery sneered, “Have you forgotten that I am a tyrant? Have you ever seen a tyrant being reasonable?”

Qin Yun: “…”

Zhongyan was naturally very happy when he saw the newly attached Mickey Mouse headband, but Moschery stopped letting him wear it after entering the training room.

“You already have two horns, and you still wear this?” Moschery said with a look of disgust on his face, “It’s ugly as hell.”

Zhongyan’s wings drooped in dejection, and it seemed on the verge of tears. Qin Yun hurriedly comforted it, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay! Next time, I’ll make you a diamond horn cover! I guarantee it’ll be a hundred times more dazzling and beautiful than this!”

“…” Moschery simply gave up and wiped his sword with his head down.

Qin Yun was now proficient in weaving guiding tendrils into a mesh for Zhongyan to wear as ‘battle armour’. After Moschery polished his sword, he saw that his guide had tied a ‘bow’ on one of Zhongyan’s horns. It made the sissy dragon look even more charming, fluttering its wings enthusiastically.

“…” “…” Moschery continued to endure. He casually knocked over a just-released Flame Crocodile with a swing of his sword…

Qin Yun re-woven the guiding tendrils into a ‘skirt’ and wrapped it around Zhongyan’s waist, and also decorated the dragon’s tail with a ‘ruffle’. He excitedly called Moschery, “Doesn’t it look good?! Isn’t it cute? It looks so cute!!”

Moschery held the sword and looked at the person with an expressionless face.

“…” Qin Yun blinked guiltily. Zhongyan, on the side, stepped on the flame crocodile obediently under Moschery’s gaze. The ‘skirt’ swayed around his buttocks following the movement, and the ‘ruffles’ on the tail fluttered in the wind…

Moschery took a deep breath, “…Do you really want to make it a Barbie dragon?!”

Even though their personalities were completely different, the master’s mood directly affected the state of the spiritual link, so no matter how angry Moschery appeared, Qin Yun knew that he was not really angry.

As the two trained together more and more, their tacit understanding became better and better. While controlling Zhongyan, Qin Yun was able to devote his energy to taking care of Moschery’s consciousness cloud and even condensed his mental power into ‘arrows’ when he was idle to attack, although the accuracy was not very good.

“If you can’t shoot, don’t shoot.” Moschery said sternly, “Your skills are not as good as those of young girls.”

Qin Yun muttered softly, “Nonsense…women don’t know how to shoot…”

Moschery roared with a dark face, “Don’t think I can’t hear you!”

Qin Yun was startled by his roar. His hand shook, and the arrow missed again…

Moschery cursed trash, and a flame crocodile chased after him from behind the two. Moschery had no choice but to carry Qin Yun and move to another hiding spot.

Zhongyan was hovering in the sky, warning the two people on the ground about the location of the Flame Crocodile. Occasionally, it would glide down quickly and crush one or two to death with its claws, but this could only be done without the enemy noticing; after all, the fireballs that the Flame Crocodile spewed out to burn it wasn’t a joke.

“Last time there were 4… this time there were 40…” Qin Yun felt like dying, “I remember there were not even 40 in the entire D Star!”

Moschery said calmly, “If they are not eliminated within an hour, the system will automatically release 20 mammoths.”

Qin Yun: “…Do you really want to die together with me that much?”

Moschery glanced at him, “I can’t help it if you must think so.”

Qin Yun felt that he was still not as thick-skinned as the emperor, so he simply shut up. He watched Moschery gently draw out the dragon-scale sword and slowly move around to the back of a flame crocodile.

“You must learn to stimulate my consciousness cloud, not just control it.” Moschery ordered calmly.

Qin Yun couldn’t help but become nervous. He swallowed, “I’ll try my best…”

“Try your best?” Moschery clicked his tongue. He suddenly grabbed Qin Yun’s collar and kissed his lips fiercely. After a while, he let go and said, “You have to have such momentum, do you understand?”

Qin Yun didn’t dare to wipe the saliva from his mouth and stayed there in a daze.

Moschery asked expressionlessly, “Have you had enough of the pheromones?”

Qin Yun: “…” Damn it! What idiot would use this method to replenish his guide with pheromones? Isn’t this a trap?!

The Flame Crocodile was cunning and treacherous, and it was a rare type of high intelligence among large creatures. Although the 40 of them were just highly simulated digital monsters, they were taken lightly; one wouldn’t know if they could die in the end.

Qin Yun was not daring enough to let go of Moschery’s hind legs casually. He followed his sentinel step by step, guiding tendrils to reach into the other party’s consciousness cloud.

The red ‘dragon eye’ on Moschery’s left side narrowed slightly, and the golden pupil stood up in a straight line.

The Flame Crocodile with its back to them seemed to finally realise the crisis, and its huge tail swept over instantly…

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Chapter 11 – The Duke (2)

December 3, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Qin Yun originally thought that the so-called Duke’s Mansion backyard was really just a garden. However, when he discovered he was facing a vast forest, he was completely bewildered.

Qin Yun: “…Are you really not considering confiscating this house…This is simply too corrupt.”

Moschery obviously didn’t want to say another word to a country bumpkin like him.

Ke Qing led two horses. The emperor turned over and rode on them first. He pulled the reins and turned around to see Qin Yun standing under the horse like a fool.

“…” Qin Yun: “How could I possibly ride something so antique?!”

Ke Qing also hadn’t anticipated such a situation. He was just considering whether to bring the haycart over when Moschery whipped the horse’s buttocks with a crack.

Qin Yun was carried by Moschery by the waist and easily lifted onto the horse’s back.

Moschery held the reins with both hands, his chin resting on Qin Yun’s head, and said coldly, “Hold me tight.”

“…” Qin Yun obediently obeyed.

Moschery’s expression finally looked better, but he still said disgustedly, “Why are you such a trash? What can you do without me?”

Qin Yun said awkwardly, “Who uses horses in a war now? I can fly the aircraft very smoothly… Before I met you, I was the most powerful guide on the front line. My achievements topping the charts for the whole year weren’t fake either…”

Moschery snorted coldly. For him, Qin Yun providing mental guiding to other sentinels on the front line was not a pleasant thing.

“Who sent you to the front line?” Moschery said with a sinister look on his face, “You are a trash. Can’t you just stay in the logistics and write something?!”

Qin Yun was dissatisfied, “How can a man stay in the rear? That’s what the young girls guide do, besides.” He glanced at Moschery, feeling a little proud, “How could I have met you if I didn’t go to the front line?”

Moschery’s expression froze. He seemed to be smiling but was trying hard to keep a straight face.

Qin Yun nestled in his arms, humming a messy tune. The horse walked slowly, and Moschery did not rush.

The small floating clouds in the air were like fluff, the white clouds were like dogs, and the quiet sunlight flowed through the branches, landing on the two of them.

Qin Yun sang an unknown song and seemed to realise that his melody was wrong. Finally, he could only stop in frustration and muttered, “Forget it. I don’t have this talent in this.”

Moschery glanced at him, “You know you have no talent, but you still have the nerve to sing.” After that, he sang along with the part where Qin Yun left off.

Only when the whole song was finished did Qin Yun remember to applaud. He still felt fascinated, “You can actually sing this song… Do you know the name of this song?”

“Of course I know.” Moschery replied. Arthur’s residence was not far away. The Emperor motioned to Qin Yun to help him put on the mask. He looked down at his guide and said quietly, “Stay with me nicely. I will protect you.”

The first thing Shen Zhuofan did every morning was to shovel poop. Although the technology was now very advanced and there were intelligent robots that could do the job for him, the cats he raised were not convinced. As soon as the robot came close to the poop basin, it would be clawed by various cats. Overturned, the round robot rolled anxiously on the ground, anxiously chanting, “Master, have mercy! Master, have mercy! Shit shovelling! I’m just shit shovelling!”

Shen Zhuofan: “…”

He squatted on the ground resignedly and started digging cat litter. He yawned and took out a garbage bag to put it in. As he was busy working, he heard the wind chime ringing at the door of the store.

“The store isn’t open yet. If you want to see the cat, sit down for a while.” Shen Zhuofan said loudly with his back facing the door. He picked up the garbage bag and turned around to see the person who had come.

Lin Dongliang took off his hat and nodded with a smile, “Good morning, Zhuo Fan.”

The Red Panda spiritual link was cautious and shy. Even if the cats couldn’t see it, it only dared to hold Lin Dongliang’s thigh, his big tail resting on his head.

Shen Zhuofan brought a glass of milk. The red panda’s eyes lit up when it saw him and climbed onto his shoulder with unsteady steps.

“Yuanbao still likes you so much.” Lin Dongliang said with a smile, “It’s only in your presence that it loses its shyness.”

Shen Zhuofan also smiled, “Really? Where is it? Is it still on my shoulder?”

Lin Dongliang didn’t say anything. He took Shen Zhuofan’s hand and ‘stroked’ it along the top of Yuanbao’s head to his tail. Yuanbao narrowed its eyes comfortably and rubbed into Shen Zhuofan’s palm.

“What a pity.” Shen Zhuofan said regretfully, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it.”

Lin Dongliang said firmly, “There will definitely be a chance to see it again in the future.”

Shen Zhuofan shook his head. There was nostalgia in his eyes but no hope, “Even you can’t heal my brain nerves…unless there is really a god-level…but how is that possible?”

Lin Dongliang remained silent, and Shen Zhuofan smiled and comforted him, “The situation at that time was not something that the royal family could protect me from. I don’t blame you. It’s just that in the past few years… is he okay?”

“Not okay. How can he be okay?” Lin Dongliang smiled bitterly, “Although the Duke hates the Cabinet, he also hates that the royal family did not come forward. I thank God for him being able to remain neutral. Once the sentinel at the SSS level goes into a mania, you know how terrifying it can be. Just how could a stabiliser alone be enough… Although he doesn’t remember you, his preferences have not changed. I heard that the mansion has been replaced by normal people who bear some resemblance to your appearance. He finds solace in seeing them regularly.”

Shen Zhuofan closed his eyes and said with difficulty, “Didn’t the Cabinet… arrange another high-level guide for him?”

Lin Dongliang said helplessly, “Why won’t they? Apart from His Majesty, the most popular one is the Duke’s Mansion, but what’s the use?”

Shen Zhuofan frowned with an unpleasant expression on his face.

Lin Dongliang: “The guide who went there didn’t even get to see the Duke. He was directly assigned to bathe the lions in the mansion and catch fleas… No one came back without being scared to death.”

Shen Zhuofan: “…”

“On the contrary, His Majesty now has a guide…” Lin Dongliang looked at Shen Zhuofan, “Are you familiar with that Qin Yun person?”

Arthur was surrounded by a group of army divisions. He had gorgeous long fiery red hair and deep emerald eyes. His was handsome yet cold. He gripped a long whip and, unlike other high-level sentinels, did not conceal his spiritual link.

A ferocious lion that was twice the size of an ordinary lion lay quietly at his feet, looking indifferently at the strangers who had invaded the territory.

“How rare.” Arthur flared his nostrils slightly and flashed a sly smile, “You actually have your own guide. He didn’t go crazy when he was guiding you?”

The mask on Moschery’s face hid his expression, but it was obvious that he was not happy, “That’s none of your business.”

Arthur put away his smile. He sat on the ground leaning against a lion and said casually, “Then what are you doing here, Your Majesty.”

“I’m here to borrow people from you.” Moschery said, “10 high-level sentinels with assassination experience.”

Arthur’s face turned cold. He stared at Moschery and said sarcastically, “Do you really believe that Eta Star has the so-called god-level guide gene? You are willing to hide it from the eyes and ears of the Cabinet and use my soldiers to help you in action?”

Moschery said coldly, “I don’t believe it, but I have to find out what Olympus is up to.”

“Then go on your own, and don’t try to take advantage of my people.” Arthur gritted his teeth. His emerald pupils gradually turned dark red. The brutal lion beside him let out a low roar. Qin Yun could see that he was on the verge of mania and subconsciously tried to step forward but was held back by Moschery.

Arthur gasped. He grabbed a syringe from the guard on the side and inserted it into the vein in his neck without blinking. As if he didn’t feel any pain, he quickly finished the injection.

After three consecutive injections, Arthur regained his composure slightly. He said in a hoarse voice, “Don’t even think about it. I shouldn’t have agreed six years ago to let him help the Cabinet find those god-level genes. I won’t agree to your current request.”

Moschery was not angry. He took a few steps forward, looked at Arthur condescendingly, and said calmly, “Six years ago, I just ascended to the throne. I hardly had any real power. If you were willing to stand by me at that time, your guide would not have been sentenced to ‘death’.”

Arthur’s brutal lion slumped to the ground, showing his teeth and growling low.

Moschery, with a mix of pity and mockery, said, “The Cabinet is using the pretext of god-level genes to lure Shen into committing the so-called treason. Only a fool like you would actually agree, not worry, and let him go alone.”

“The Eta Star God-level Gene Project?!” Shen Zhuofan’s face turned pale, and he stood up with a hint of agitation. “What do you want Qin Yun to do?! Have you forgotten what I went through six years ago?!!”

“Of course I haven’t forgotten.” Lin Dongliang comforted him with a headache, “That’s why I came to ask you who Qin Yun is and why His Majesty chose him to go with him.”

Shen Zhuofan: “… Together with His Majesty?!”

Lin Dongliang: “He is now Qin Yun’s sentinel. Obviously, he will go with him.”

“…” Shen Zhuofan was a little confused, “Does this have anything to do with who Qin Yun is?”

“Of course it will matter.” Lin Dongliang said seriously, “Even your guiding tendrils at that time couldn’t come close to His Majesty’s god-level. Why can Qin Yun, a low-level guide, do it?”

Shen Zhuofan was speechless. He obviously didn’t know how to answer this question.

Lin Dongliang asked in confusion, “Does Qin Yun… Really have no spiritual link?”

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Chapter 11 – Heirloom

December 3, 2023 / hoenimochi / 1 Comment

Song Jun stared at the photo blankly, and then a sudden fear struck him. He turned around and ran towards his grandma’s room. The door was unlocked and opened with a twist, but there was no one in the room.

The bed was neatly made, and there was no sign that anyone had slept in it for several days. Not only the bed, but the entire room was also neatly tidied, and it looked like no one had lived there.

After coming out of the bedroom, he came to the living room and dining room, which were all just like Grandma’s bedroom. It was deserted and had no trace of life. At first glance, it looked very clean, but if he touched it with your hands, he would find a light layer of dust on the table.

The dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen were still stained with water. Song Jun had washed them and put them in the cupboard in the evening. However, there was no food left in the refrigerator. The power had even been cut off, and it was empty when he opened it.

Song Jun took a few steps back and sat on the sofa, tears streaming down his face without warning.

It turned out that Grandma passed away a few days ago, and her children directly cremated and buried her without anyone notifying Song Jun.

The house had been cleaned up by Grandma’s children. Sooner or later, this house would be sold. Song Jun had very few things left here, and there were basically no important things. There were only some clothes and toys from childhood, which Grandma kept and was reluctant to throw away.

Although Song Jun didn’t know what was going on, he had vaguely guessed something. At this time, he had forgotten his fear and was only left with sadness.

He sat on the sofa and shed tears silently. Song Jun raised his hand to wipe his eyes, stood up and shouted, “Grandma?”

He searched for traces of his grandma in the empty rooms one by one but found nothing. The grandma who had talked to him and cooked for him in the evening had now disappeared.

After searching around but not finding it, Song Jun later walked into Grandma’s room and sat down on Grandma’s bed.

It was sad, but Song Jun didn’t keep shedding tears. He felt empty in his heart, as if many of his original thoughts suddenly became meaningless all at once. He didn’t even know what he was studying alone for.

After sitting in silence for a long time, Song Jun suddenly heard a small movement outside.

“Grandma?” Song Jun stood up suddenly and opened the door.

However, Grandma did not appear. In the middle of the living room stood a little black cat, apparently jumping in from the open window next to it.

Song Jun was stunned because the little black cat was clearly the one who frequented his dormitory on the campus.

The little cat looked towards him, said ‘meow’ and then slowly walked towards him, dragging its tail.

“Why are you here?” Song Jun was surprised, but he still knelt down and touched the little cat’s head.

The little black cat cradled its head in his hand comfortably, then stood up and pawed at Song Jun’s pants.

Song Jun picked it up.

It was strange, but Song Jun, who was immersed in sadness, had no energy to think much about it.

He held the little cat and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He stroked the little black cat’s head and said in a deep voice, “My grandma is gone.”

Song Jun found a channel to talk. Although he knew that the little cat couldn’t understand anything, he was no longer alone. He could express all his pain.

“I know Grandma is worried about me. She must have stayed here to see me for the last time. After seeing me, she disappeared. I will never see her again.”

“But I still miss her very much. I have something to say to her, but now I have no chance to say it…”

The little black cat raised its head and licked his fingers.

Song Jun stopped and looked down at the little black cat, knowing that it was comforting him, so he whispered, “Thank you.”

Later, Song Jun fell asleep on the sofa holding the little cat.

Because he was too tired, although Song Jun’s posture was not so comfortable, he didn’t even have a dream and fell into a sleepless sleep.

In the middle of the night, Song Jun was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment before realising where he was.

The knocking on the door continued, and Song Jun stood up suddenly. He called out, “Grandma!”

The little black cat suddenly rolled from his lap to the ground, rolling around before standing up straight.

Song Jun ran towards the door, trying to open it.

Suddenly, the little black cat came over and bit his trouser leg, preventing him from passing by.

Song Jun didn’t expect such a small cat to be so strong. He couldn’t get rid of it, and his pants were almost torn. He could only squat down and say, “What’s wrong? It’s probably my grandma coming back!”

The little black cat let go of him but suddenly rushed out of the window in the next moment.

It moved so fast that Song Jun didn’t even react. The little black cat had disappeared from his eyes.

The little cat that escaped from the window suddenly expanded in size and turned into a huge black beast. The beast had a unique shape. At first glance, it looked like a huge cheetah, but if he looked closely, he would find that it had long fangs, and its body was pitch-black, with only a small handful of white furs in front of its forehead.

The giant beast rushed over and swallowed a terrifying lonely ghost outside the house door. Then, it rushed forward and disappeared in an instant.

When Song Jun opened the door, there was nothing outside.

After closing the door, Song Jun returned to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and then sat there in a daze until dawn.

After dawn, Song Jun called her grandma’s son and confirmed the news of her death. Although he was mentally prepared, Song Jun couldn’t help but feel sad. He returned to his room, tidied up briefly, and took away the toys that his grandmother had made for him when he was a child. The other things in the room no longer belonged to him.

The morning sun was bright. Song Jun came out of his home. After walking a short distance, he looked back again. He probably would not come back here again.

However, at this moment, Song Jun suddenly found a person standing next to the window of Grandma’s room.

That was clearly Song Jun’s grandmother, standing in the dark room, waving to Song Jun.

Song Jun stopped and ran towards the room, but once he entered, his grandma disappeared again.

Song Jun stood by the door, panting slightly. His grandma’s waving gesture just now clearly told him to come back, but when he came back, he couldn’t see his grandma. He didn’t understand what was going on.

After standing blankly for a while, Song Jun suddenly recalled what his grandma said to him last night. Grandma said that there were treasures inherited from his grandfather buried under the bed and asked him to dig them up and take a look. He remembered being with his grandma last night; apart from telling her about his future life, the only important thing grandma mentioned seemed to be this one. Song Jun didn’t pay attention to it at the time, but now that he thought about it, maybe it was Grandma’s last words.

Song Jun knelt down beside the bed and looked around but saw nothing under the bed.

Unwilling to give up, he rummaged carefully under the big bed, and he discovered that there was a small wooden compartment close to the bottom of the bed.

Opening the small drawer, Song Jun found a few wads of cash wrapped in a ball inside. Without counting carefully, Song Jun then knew that there were probably nearly 50,000 yuan¹ there.

This was left to him by his grandmother, carefully hidden away. The spirit of the deceased had been wandering in this room, waiting for him to come back so that she could tell him about it.

Song Jun wiped away his tears and collected the money. He could not let his grandma down.

After leaving the house, Song Jun knelt in front of her grandma’s portrait and kowtowed three times earnestly.

When leaving, Song Jun once again saw his grandma in the shadow of the room. This time, he didn’t run back impulsively because he knew that his grandma would not appear if he went back.

The white-haired old woman waved to him, this time as a farewell gesture. Song Jun called out ‘Grandma’ and then turned and left under the gaze of the old woman.

Grandma left 50,000 yuan to Song Jun. With this money, Song Jun could complete three years of graduate school with peace of mind. Even if he wanted to continue his doctoral studies, he would not have to worry about living expenses.

But even so, Song Jun chose to go out to work next. Originally, he had planned to start working after the official start of school with a set class schedule. However, now he felt he shouldn’t wait any longer. He wanted to strive for an earlier and sufficient financial source so as not to make his grandmother worry.

Because he had to do experiments during the day, Song Jun went out for two days and found a night shift job in a fast food restaurant. He needed to work from 6:00 pm to 12:00 am every day. Since his workplace was not far from the school, he bought a second-hand bicycle to make it easier to commute to get off work.

Today was Song Jun’s first day at work, and tomorrow will be half of the Ghost Festival.

In fact, in big cities, the atmosphere of the Ghost Festival was not that substantial. However, when he was a child, people could often be seen burning paper on the roadside in rural villages in small counties. He asked his grandma at that time, and she said they were all burned to the wandering ghosts passing by.

Perhaps after experiencing what happened with his grandma, Song Jun suddenly felt that even ghosts were not so scary anymore. Maybe they had some reason to linger in the human world, looking forward to seeing their relatives and lovers for the last time.

Although the fast food restaurant closes at 12:00 am, there was basically no work after 10:00 pm in the evening. Song Jun helped clear the counter and then cleaned the store. At 11:30 pm, the fast food restaurant would close and no longer accept new customers. By 12:00 am, work was finished, and he left promptly.

On his first day at work, Song Jun came out of a fast food restaurant and walked to the bicycle park on the side of the road to pick up his vehicle, and found that his bicycle had been stolen. Although it was a second-hand bicycle, it looked quite new, but the lock was not very strong. It was probably for this reason that the thief took it away.

Suddenly, he felt unspeakably frustrated. On the first day, he came out to work; he didn’t make any money but lost a bicycle. It only took more than ten minutes to go back to school from here by bike, but it took nearly forty minutes to walk. It was too late when he went back, and the buses were gone. If he took a taxi, wouldn’t that be a lot of money spent?

Song Jun felt that he was really unlucky and wondered if he should go to the temple to worship.

But there was no other option now. Song Jun walked towards a bus stop on the roadside, hoping to catch a taxi there.

He stood by the roadside for a few minutes, but before the taxi came, he suddenly saw a bus coming from a distance, and that bus was heading in the direction of the school.

The bus drove to the station, stopped, and the door suddenly opened in front of Song Jun.

This bus obviously leaves at ten o’clock, so how could it be possible that there was still a bus now? Song Jun was stunned for a moment and looked up at the driver in the car.

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I need to confess. I can only work on this series when the day is bright like mad bright since I’m a scaredy cat and I got spooked out multiple times already (T⌓T)
I usually work from 8am to 5pm every Monday to Saturday, and usually, I can only work on it on Sunday when I have no work for me… So the update for this series might slow… Sorry for the inconvenience…
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Chapter 10 – The Duke (1)

November 28, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Shen Zhuofan was one of those model students who stood at the top of the pyramid when he was at Averio Academy. Legend has it that he had already read all the books on guide’s skill management before graduation, and he was very good at guiding mental power, guiding tendrils and consciousness manipulation.

“Consciousness hypnosis is a very important thing. Although many of them are banned in the guidebook, I think it is very useful.” Shen Zhuofan earnestly taught Qin Yun, “The guide can even self-hypnotise. Of course I haven’t verified this. It’s said that only those at the god-level can achieve it.”

Qin Yun glanced at him suspiciously, “So you have hypnotised a sentinel?”

Shen Zhuofan: “…Although you are bad at learning, your sense of gossip is quite impressive.”

“Actually, it’s not difficult to guess.” Qin Yun shrugged, “I’m not a fool… I have brought you a special heat stabilizer for two years… Only guides who have undergone the final marking experience will have a forced heat period every month.”

Qin Yun glanced at Shen Zhuofan’s face, “Well… Why did you separate from your sentinel?”

“…” Shen Zhuofan was silent for a while and said calmly, “To protect him.”

Qin Yun was puzzled, “You can protect him by letting him forget about you…?”

“Actually, I don’t know.” Shen Zhuofan sighed as if he was laughing at himself, “Maybe I am the coward… Regardless, I was the one who gave up on him first.”

When Moschery returned to the living room, he saw his guide holding his chin in his hand in a daze. In front of him was a giant Mickey Mouse headband with half a rhinestones attached, and the tweezers in his hand were spinning.

“What are you thinking about?” Moschery unbuttoned the collar of his uniform, took off his gloves and threw them casually on the bed, frowning, “Don’t show Zhongyan this style; do you want it to wear these ridiculous ears all day?”

“…” Qin Yun: “I think it really likes them… wearing them occasionally won’t hurt.”

Moschery’s face didn’t look good, and he muttered, “Women like to pamper their children.”

Qin Yun didn’t hear clearly, “Huh?”

“If you want to paste it, paste it quickly.” Moschery said impatiently, “We have other places to go today.”

“Oh!” Qin Yun quickly packed up his things, “Then let’s go.”

Moschery, “Aren’t you going to finish pasting?”

Qin Yun said proudly, “No worries, I can paste the same ones on the way. My skills are top-notch now!”

While Moschery piloted the aircraft, he endured Qin Yun neatly arranging rows of rhinestones on the co-pilot seat. Surprisingly, Qin Yun was still in the mood to joke, “Have you ever considered sticking the rhinestones on the aircraft? That way, when Zhongyan comes out to fly, he’ll be super, super happy!”

Moschery laughed out loud, “Do you think the emperor would drive out in a shiny aircraft?!”

Qin Yun imagined the scene for a moment: “Well, it’s not impossible… Sparkling with a luxurious and imposing golden light, a royal tycoon gold aircraft!”

Moschery: “…”

It was only when he was almost done pasting on the headband that Qin Yun remembered to ask Moschery, “Where are we going?”

His Majesty the Emperor felt a headache when he saw those shiny Mickey Mouse ears and said angrily, “The residence of Grand Duke Garcia.”

Qin Yun blinked: “Isn’t he your biggest political enemy…”

Moschery’s face turned dark, “And who did you hear that from?”

Qin Yun: “That’s what they all say on the internet… Don’t you read All Universe 818? Regarding the best attire for iron ladies in the political arena, General Lane Tristana is leading the way from afar. There’s also the undeniable affair between the Secretary of State and General Skarter, but the highest-clicked documentary remains the century-long political drama of love and rivalry between the Tyrant and Duke García.

Moschery: “…”

“Universe Picks had your masks as their best seller.” Qin Yun enlarged the store photo and showed it to Moschery, “Is it made exactly the same?”

Moschery took one look and almost went crazy with anger, “…How could they have the nerve to say it’s the same model?! The dragon pattern on it was designed by me myself!! This is copyright infringement! Infringement!!!”

The Garcia family could be said to be the last nobles in the Empire. The Grand Duke Garcia Senior was not optimistic about the weak Emperor Helu at the time and preferred Cabinet governance. As the Duke who controlled half of the Empire’s military power, with his support, the Cabinet held immense influence in both court and country. This continued until Moschery ascended the throne, and the Garcia Senior changed into the Garcia Junior.

Arthur Garcia inherited Garcia Senior’s iron-fisted approach, but his temperament was more unpredictable. He was colder and crueler than his father, just like the spiritual link of their family—the Ruthless Lion.

Needless to say, Arthur caused Moschery a lot of trouble. He had strong military power and an unreasonable personal style. Although he did not show any political ambitions, he was still more pro-cabinet like his father.

“I remember that Duke Garcia sent troops when we attacked D Star…even though the cabinet opposed it.” Qin Yun recalled, “Is he leaning towards the royal family now?”

“No, Arthur is just neutral.” A look of disdain appeared on Moschery’s face, “He has been living as if he were dead in the past two years, but he has a grudge against Berlin. As long as Berlin opposes it, he supports it. It’s childish. Like a child.”

Qin Yun was embarrassed, “How come?”

Moschery glanced at him and said calmly, “Something happened to his guide. In order to prevent Arthur from having a mental breakdown, the guide seems to have hypnotised him and made Arthur forget about him. But how is it possible to simply forget after being marked for life? Even if Arthur doesn’t remember him, he won’t forget about who harmed the love of his life.”

Qin Yun frowned, thinking of the powerful iron lady, “But why did Mrs. Berlin want to harm the Duke’s guide?”

Moschery smiled sarcastically, “Of course it’s because he shook up the Cabinet’s power. In addition to the marriage, the military power possessed by Garcia is also what the Cabinet relied on to control the government for many years. Arthur’s lover, the guide, is Lin Dongliang’s schoolmate. Who do you think he will favour?”

There was 100% trust and obedience between the guide and the sentinel who had completed the final marking. They would give priority to each other, from their thoughts to their actions, influencing each other and respecting each other until they reached the most tacit understanding.

“Arthur’s lover trusts the royal family, and Arthur naturally values him. How can the Cabinet endure it when they find out that they are about to be sabotaged?” Moschery said coldly, “Berlin even planned to make Arthur suffer a mental breakdown and lose military power. It’s a pity that the guide in question is no pushover either. Consciousness hypnosis is a forbidden technique, and it poses considerable risks to oneself. By reaching this point, he seems to care little about whether he can survive or not.”

Qin Yun was silent for a long time and couldn’t help but ask, “Then did he… die in the end?”

Moschery shook his head, “I don’t know… Even if the guide is not dead, the guide’s ability will definitely be gone. The final consequences of the guide being injected with a brain nerve-destroying agent will be the same.”

Brain nerve-destroying agents were equivalent to the ‘death penalty’ in the guide world. Due to the existence of the All Universal Guide Protection Law, although a guide who had committed a felony would not be sentenced to death, he would be forcibly injected with a brain nerve-destroying agent and permanently lose his ability to guide. The unmarked guide would become no different from ordinary people, and the guide that had been their final marking would be in extreme pain, unable to soothe his sentinel mania, and his body would still be affected by the remaining pheromones of sentinel and be forced to go into heat every month. As they watched their sentinel collapse mentally, he would eventually die of depression.

“Arthur has been relying on the mania suppressant stabiliser in the past few years, but things are still getting worse.” Moschery parked the aircraft outside the Duke’s mansion, “He should really thank his guide for actually using consciousness hypnosis on him in the end. Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be mania suppressant now.”

Moschery said coldly and disdainfully, “A sentinel that cannot protect its own guide is simply trash.”

Qin Yun: “…” It’s very pitiful for him to have his household and the love of his life broken. Your Majesty, can’t you have some sympathy?!

The Duke’s Residence was not much smaller than the Imperial Palace. If Moschery hadn’t led the way, Qin Yun would probably have embarrassed himself, much like his first visit to the Imperial Palace.

The butler of the mansion was a young ordinary boy. Qin Yun felt a bit familiar when he first saw him but could not recall who he looked like for a moment.

Moschery nodded: “Long time no see, Ke Qing.”

Ke Qing smiled, “Your Majesty, you are truly too kind.” He looked at Qin Yun and bowed respectfully, “Welcome, Mr. Qin.”

Qin Yun hurriedly returned the greeting, still unable to figure out the other person as he stared at the other person’s face.

“Do you think he looks like someone?” Qin Yun couldn’t help but ask Moschery on the way to the back garden, “This face is just too ordinary, isn’t it…”

Moschery rolled his eyes at him, “It’s not common. Haven’t you noticed that every man in this house looks a bit like him?”

Qin Yun was startled. He took a peek around and found that it was actually true!

Moschery snorted coldly, “Even though the person is forgotten, there is always an obsession in the subconsciousness. This Garcia person is engraved with the word ‘persistence’ even in his soul.”

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Chapter 3 – Signing the Contract

November 27, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Zhuo Yue felt that he really couldn’t figure out Fang Mingyan. His attitude, his thoughts, his purpose, almost nothing could be discerned.

It was as if he brought him out but did nothing. He leisurely strolled around the business district, randomly chose a teahouse by the roadside, and sat down to have tea. He had this spirit of being someone who was the biggest boss out there and that the world was in the palm of his hand. Zhuo Yue had to be patient and accompany him even though he was full of questions.

The sky was blue and cloudless. The sun was hanging in the sky, and the soft sunlight shone warmly on people. Not far away was a small park in the centre of the city, where flocks of pigeons had landed on the ground, waiting for visitors to feed them. On the crowded pedestrian street, everyone had a different expression on their face.

In the elegant teahouse, a man was delicately setting the tea utensils in front of him with his slender fingers. What he drank was Dahongpao¹, and the tea slowly filled the small cup from the purple clay teapot. The fragrance of the tea permeated the air, lingering around the tip of the nose. It seemed that the whole world had settled down with each breath.

Zhuo Yue watched his movements quietly, with eyes clean and gentle, like a focused deer in the woods.

“How long has it been since you’ve gone out for a stroll like this?” Fang Mingyan started talking.

He thought for a moment and said, “It’s been a long time. I’ve been at home most of the time.”

“Fortunately, you don’t come out often; otherwise, those young ladies would all have developed neck problems.” The man teased.

With their good looks and the fact that they were sitting by a window along the street, they naturally attracted a lot of attention. A few girls probably recognised Zhuo Yue, stretched their necks and stood at a distance, whispering, and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yue curled his lips and smiled with a gentle light in his unstretched eyebrows.

Fang Mingyan picked up the cup, put it to his lips, took a sip and said, “Guess what gossip about you will be on the Internet?”

Zhuo Yue was stunned, then understood and said, “When I meet you, there will naturally be rumours of me changing agency.”

“You’re not too stupid.” There seemed to be approval in the man’s eyes. “You’ve been silent for too long and need to return to the public eye in a special way. I’ll have someone hype up this news and launch some attacks on your former employer. If Fenglan responds, the attention on this news will be even greater; people love watching these kinds of drama. As for you, just remain silent throughout this process. From today on, Everything you say on social networks must be approved by the company.”

“I understand.” Zhuo Yue looked down at the transparent glass in his hand. The Junshan Yinzhen²’s leaves were floating as if dancing.

The silver bell hanging on the door made an ethereal sound, and someone pushed the door open and walked straight towards the two of them.

Fang Mingyan raised his wrist to look at his watch, smiled at the man and said, “You’re right on time.”

“You know I’m never late.” The man who spoke was a man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a coat dr4p3d over a well-ironed suit. The whole person had a calm and reserved appearance. Behind him was a young female secretary whose skirt fit the curves of her body, outlining her perfect figure.

The man took two sets of documents from the secretary and handed them to Fang Mingyan, “These three documents are termination agreements; Fenglan has already signed them. Additionally, this one is a contract drafted according to your request.”

“It’s so worry-free to have a legal advisor like you. Let me introduce Zhuo Yue, Party B in the contract.” After Fang Mingyan finished speaking, he turned to Zhuo Yue and said, “This is Lawyer Qin Mu, Huasheng’s chief legal advisor.”

“Hello, I’m sorry to trouble you.” Zhuo Yue stood up and reached out his hand. Qin Mu politely took off the black leather glove on his right hand and shook hands with him, “Mr. Zhuo, as a lawyer, I have the obligation to remind you that many clauses in the contract are unfair to Party B.”

Zhuo Yue was stunned when he heard this and pursed his lips, “I understand, thank you.” This lawyer made him feel a faint sense of oppression, which was somewhat similar to the feeling Fang Mingyan gave him as if he was completely dominant, powerful, strong and confident.

The lawyer glanced at Fang Mingyan, who was smiling next to him, and there was a bit of understanding in his eyes. He said nothing more, took the tea that was handed to him, and took a sip.

“Would you like to have dinner together at noon? I have an appointment with the Earl.” Boss Fang invited him enthusiastically.

“You’re really making the best use of people.” Qin Mu raised his hand and looked at his watch. “I have a lawsuit to deal with this afternoon, so I need to go back and prepare. Once the contract is signed, notify me, and I’ll have my assistant come to pick it up.”

“Okay.” Fang Mingyan responded, lazily leaning on the chair and waving his hands, “Good luck this afternoon.”

“I humbly accept your words of blessing and hope they will come true.” Qin Mu didn’t stay long and left with his female secretary.

The man moved the materials on the table in front of Zhu Ye, “Let’s take a look.”

Zhuo Yue didn’t read the paper with black characters carefully. He turned to the last page, picked up the pen on the table used to write the opinion sheet, quickly signed his name in the Party B column, and then handed it back to the other side.

“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll sell you out in the contract if you sign it so hastily?” Fang Mingyan looked at him jokingly.

“I promised that I would do whatever you want.”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the man’s eyes, “I didn’t expect you to be… so good.” The deliberate drawl was a bit frivolous, which made Zhuo Yue’s cheeks heat up, and he turned to look out the window hastily.

Lunch was served in a private club with a quiet environment.

With green bricks and blue tiles, artificial hills and pond fish, and carved wooden windows, the courtyard was filled with classical Chinese beauty at every turn. Several birdcages hung on the patio, and the birds inside were chirping gracefully as if welcoming familiar guests. In the centre of a mahogany round table sits an old-fashioned copper hot pot, with red-starred charcoal burning underneath, boiling the bone broth with a bubbling sound, filling the air with a rich aroma of meat. Platefuls of all kinds of fresh ingredients were placed on the table, and Zhi Ye couldn’t help but gulp down his saliva.

“Are you hungry?” Fang Mingyan asked.

“No.” He felt a little embarrassed and got up to tease the budgerigar³ next to the pillar. Sensing someone approaching behind him, he turned his face to see a golden-coloured snack being handed to his mouth. He pursed his lips and reached out to take it but was avoided by the other party.

“This thing is deep-fried; after grabbing it, you’ll need to wash your hands again. Just eat it like this.” The man brought it to his lips again.

Zhuo Yue was immediately embarrassed, took a step back and said, “I’m actually not very hungry…”

Originally, he had no intention of teasing him and just wanted him to satisfy his belly first, but his expression aroused Fang Mingyan’s bad taste. The man deliberately approached, forcing him to lean his back against the pillar. Passing the small snack to his mouth, he lowered his voice and said, “You don’t want to eat like this. Do you want me to feed you the way I did last night?”

Zhuo Yue’s face turned red when he heard him mention last night. He was in a stalemate for a while and had to open his mouth and bite down.

At this moment, there was a slight cough at the door.

Somebody was coming.

Zhuo Yue was startled and almost choked. He finally swallowed it and stood behind Fang Mingyan with a red face. Boss Fang calmly wiped his hands with a wet wipe and said to the visitor, “You arrived so slowly that we are almost starving to death.”

“Really? I’m sure you have many ways to spend your time.” The man in a long black coat put his hands in his pockets, a cashmere scarf casually dr4p3d around his neck, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss in his handsome face. Just a quick glance made Zhuo Yue nervous. The one next to him was slightly shorter, with clear eyes and a faint smile.

Fang Mingyan said to Zhuo Yue, “Do you need me to introduce you? You should have seen this person before.”

“Second Young Master.” Zhuo Yue greeted very respectfully. Chu Yu, the second son of the Golden Eagle Group, appeared to be a reputable chaebol but was rumoured to control the triads. Many people in the entertainment industry wanted to get close to him, but this one was very cold and difficult to get close to. Zhuo Yue had only seen him from a distance a few times when participating in charity activities. He heard a while ago that the Second Young Master came out as gay publicly and got married abroad with a male partner, so the person around him should be… Zhuo Yue noticed that the two of them were wearing the same style of ring on their ring fingers.

“This is the new chairman of Baihe Group, Xu Ye, the Second Young Master’s wife.” Fang Mingyan continued to introduce.

“…What wife! You really…” The shorter, handsome man glared at him and then looked at the Second Young Master Chu next to him somewhat aggrievedly.

There was a gentle smile in Chu Yu’s eyes, and he corrected, “My spouse.”

“Okay, Second Young Master’s spouse.” Fang Mingyan corrected helplessly, “This is Zhuo Yue, the artist I just signed.”

“I’ve seen your movie.” Xu Ye thought for a while and said, “It seems to be a historical movie with a complicated name. What is it called?”

“Is it ‘The Flowers Bloom on the Road for the Lord’s Care’?” Zhuo Yue asked.

“Yes. It happened to be on TV when I was sick last time, so I watched a few episodes. You acted really well, but the plot was too melodramatic. I suggest you not collaborate with that screenwriter named Mo Qingcheng next time; every script that person writes turns out to be trash⁴.”

Zhuo Yue laughed.

Under the dim sunlight, these two people stood together. The two men were like two pieces of jade; one was smooth and warm, and the other was clear and transparent.

The other two men exchanged glances. Fang Mingyan smirked, unreservedly took a seat, and picked up a piece of beef, putting it into the copper pot. He said, “Alright, let’s eat and talk. The pot is almost drying up.”

The three of them sat down, with Xu Ye next to Zhu Ye. He was interested in the process of TV drama production, so the two of them chatted while they ate.

Chu Yu glanced at Zhu Ye and asked Fang Mingyan, “Your people?”

“My artist,” he added.

“So there must be another reason why you invited me to dinner today.” Chu Yu peeled off the shells of the boiled shrimp and put them in Xu Ye’s bowl. The other party happened to give him fish balls, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

“I heard Golden Eagle is investing in a movie, and Xie Anqing is currently selecting the cast.” Fang Mingyan swung the cabbage leaves in the hot pot and said bluntly, “Give him a chance to audition.”

“Chu Xuan is in charge of everything in the cultural industry, and I rarely interfere. But it’s rare for you to speak to me. I’ll do you a favour this time.” Second Young Master Chu pressed the phone and asked, “His name consists of which two characters?”

“Zhuo means ‘outstanding’, and Yue means ‘pleasing’.”

Soon, the message came back.

“Let him go to the Changting studio for an audition tomorrow afternoon. The main roles have basically been decided, except for one supporting male role left.” Chu Yu looked up at Fang Mingyan with a hint of playfulness in his eyes and added, “It’s a gay.”

Fang Mingyan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhuo Yue, who was lowering his head to eat food, and slowly showed a smile, “It would be nice to let him expand his acting career.” After a moment, he added, “I almost forgot, there’s one more thing. I need you to help me give a heads up.”

“You invite me to a meal and make a bunch of requests.” The Second Young Master Chu glanced at him.

“Mainly, this matter is in your territory, and it’s tricky for me to handle.” Fang Mingyan looked innocent. “This kid is involved in some affairs on your Guangyu Street.”

Chu Yu frowned, “How much?”

“Including interest, it’s over three million.”

“Leave this matter to Tang Can, and I’ll contact you when the result comes.”

“Okay.” Fang Mingyan smiled slyly as he placed a cooked precious crab leg into Chu Yu’s bowl. He said, “Eat without worries; everything’s fine now.”

Notes:
I didn’t notice I kept writing him as Zhuo Ye coz I kept recalling Xu Ye’s name until I realised it was supposed to be Zhuo Yue instead. (ノД`)

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Chapter 10 – Peeled Face

November 27, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Initially, the news about the murder case was not reported by the local news media but rather began circulating through vague posts on the internet. Some people claimed that a murder had occurred near their neighbourhood, and the scene seemed quite gruesome. However, the details of the exact nature of the brutality were unclear, as the individuals sharing the information were unable to provide clear specifics.

One after another, there were some rumours and news circulating. Among the most terrifying rumours was the claim that the victims were all young women, and their faces were completely peeled off.

When Song Jun saw this post, he couldn’t help but think of some horrifying pictures.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the window, startling him. When he turned around, he saw that it was the black cat jumping in.

The little black cat raised its tail and walked back and forth on the window sill twice. It wasn’t until Song Jun took out a small bowl and gave it half a bowl of cat food that it jumped down from the window. With an elegant stride, it walked towards the direction of the small bowl.

Song Jun squatted next to it, propped up his head and watched it eat.

After the little black cat finished eating, the cat stuck out its pink tongue to lick its mouth and then plopped down.

Song Jun then sat down next to it and touched its head with his hand.

The little black cat seemed to feel comfortable under his touch and slowly lay down on its side, its tail wagging every now and then.

Song Jun scratched his belly, suddenly stood up, ran over to open the door, and then knocked on Xia Hongshen’s door opposite.

Xia Hongshen opened the door from the inside and saw Song Jun saying to him with a smile on his face, “Senior Brother, there is a kitten here that always likes to run towards my room. Do you know where it comes from?”

Xia Hongshen glanced into his room.

Song Jun also turned around, only to find that the little black cat was gone.

Xia Hongshen said, “A wild cat from the neighbourhood.”

Song Jun said, “Hmm”, thinking that he had made a fuss about knocking on Xia Hongshen’s door for this matter.

Unexpectedly, Xia Hongshen said to him, “Would you like to eat? I bought some snacks.”

Song Jun was startled, and before he could think about it carefully, he blurted out, “Sure.”

Xia Hongshen asked Song Jun to sit in his room and took a bag of dried fish from the table to him. Song Jun looked at the bag of dried fish and couldn’t help but glance at Xia Hongshen again. It was strange that Senior Brother Xia would like to eat these things. It was so different from his overall character.

Xia Hongshen sat down at the table and asked him, “Is it delicious?”

Song Jun said quickly, “It’s delicious.”

Xia Hongshen nodded, “Then eat more.”

In the end, Song Jun sat down and ate a whole bag of dried fish at Xia Hongshen’s place. After returning home, he burped all night and always felt a fishy smell.

The next day, Song Jun went to the lab in the afternoon. When he went to the bottom of the Forensic Medicine building, he found several police cars parked outside and a lot of people surrounding him downstairs.

He hesitated in his steps, not knowing what happened.

Actually, Song Jun would understand that this situation was quite common after staying in school for a long time. The campus’ Forensic Medicine Identification Centre would conduct external assessments. Often, in major cases where the police encountered challenges or when the deceased’s family had objections and disagreed with the forensic assessments conducted by law enforcement, the cases would be sent to the campus’ identification centre for examination.

Just like when he waited until school officially started in September, he would go to the lab of the identification centre to help.

Song Jun slowed down, and when he entered the gate, he noticed a young man squatting on the ground and playing games on his mobile phone.

The young man had a delicate baby face, biting a lollipop in his mouth, and was concentrating on playing games on his mobile phone.

When Song Jun passed by him, someone suddenly kicked the young man on the butt. The young man grabbed his cell phone, lost his balance and rushed forward just in time to hug Song Jun’s thigh to stabilise himself.

Song Jun’s pants were almost pulled off. He had a mixed feeling of annoyance and amusement as he pulled up his trousers.

The young man stood up, raised a hand and said to Song Jun, “Sorry, sorry.”

Song Jun forced a smile.

At this time, the middle-aged man who had just kicked the young man said, “Long Xing, stop playing around and go in and take a look.”

The young man named Long Xing was a young detective. When he heard this, he said, “Oh, okay.” Then he put away his cell phone and walked inside.

Song Jun also followed him into the building. When he saw Long Xing walking around in the direction of the autopsy room, he was curious and wanted to follow him to have a look.

Before he entered the autopsy room, Song Jun saw Xia Hongshen, who was putting on gloves. His attention was drawn, and he took a few steps towards Xia Hongshen before suddenly noticing a corpse on the autopsy table next to him.

It was the body of a young woman, still wearing a T-shirt and shorts. The body was intact, but the entire face had been completely peeled off from the hairline down, leaving only a bloody mess.

Song Jun was startled and almost screamed and quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

There were many people in the autopsy room, but no one noticed him. Only Xia Hongshen walked towards him.

“Is something wrong?” Xia Hongshen asked.

Song Jun shook his head, not daring to look in that direction anymore, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the young detective named Long Xing was standing next to the autopsy table and looking around. There was a lollipop in his mouth. It seems that he hadn’t finished eating yet.

Xia Hongshen could see that he was nervous and asked, “Afraid?”

Song Jun was embarrassed to admit it. He neither shook his head nor nodded.

Xia Hongshen put his hand on top of his head and said, “Get out first if you’re afraid.”

Song Jun was stunned for a moment and said, “Then I’m leaving.” After saying that, he immediately turned around and left. He was afraid that he would turn red if he didn’t turn around and leave.

As he walked into the elevator, Song Jun was still thinking about Xia Hongshen’s actions just now. He felt that Xia Hongshen was a bit too close, and it didn’t look like they had just known each other for less than a month, but he didn’t hate it…

After staying in the lab all afternoon, when Song Jun left, it seemed that the autopsy on the first floor was not over yet.

He suddenly remembered the news he had seen online, saying that many young women had been murdered, but he didn’t know if this was that case.

This time, Song Jun did not boldly look at it again, and walked towards the outside of the building straightaway.

When he left, the young policeman, Long Xing, was still squatting next to the gate playing games. Two policemen were standing not far away, chatting. Song Jun heard one person say, “What kind of psycho do you think can do this?”

The other person said, “It’s almost the Hungry Ghost Festival. Could it be the work of ghosts?”

Song Jun slowed down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and checked that it was almost half the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

Song Jun’s birthday was in the middle of the seventh lunar month. Actually, this was not the exact date. To be precise, he was an orphan. His grandmother burned money paper on the roadside for the Hungry Ghost Festivals and picked him up when she went back. So that day became his birthday.

Song Jun never knew who his parents were, and it was quite perplexing for him. He was obviously a healthy boy, so it seemed strange that his parents would abandon him.

The grandmother who adopted him actually had a son and a daughter. She was no longer young at that time, but she still worked hard to raise him. She travelled to many places to ensure he could study, going through the process of adopting him and getting him registered. His grandmother was the only family Song Jun had in this world.

Now that the Hungry Ghost Festival was coming, Song Jun planned to go back to visit his grandma and celebrate his birthday.

Grandma’s family lives on the outskirts of a small county town. Although she had a son and a daughter, they were not filial. Since Song Jun started living on campus during his university years, his grandmother had been living alone.

Song Jun left school in the afternoon, and now he took the bus there just in time for dinner.

When he arrived, the sun was almost setting, but it was not dark yet. Grandma lived in the suburbs of the county town, and behind her house was a large piece of farmland.

When she suddenly saw Song Jun, Grandma was naturally very happy. She made him a large table of dishes and asked him how he was doing at school.

Song Jun said that he was doing well now because he had a scholarship and did not have to spend money on tuition fees. He also had living expenses every month, so he did not spend too much money.

He had been working part-time during the previous summer vacation, and he planned to continue working when he was familiar with the environment in his current school and when the experiments didn’t require so much time.

While eating, Song Jun said to his grandma, “When I make enough money, I will buy a house in the city and bring you over.”

Grandma reached out and touched his head and said, “Xiao Jun is a good boy.”

After a while, Grandma asked him, “Does Xiao Jun have a girlfriend?”

Song Jun was embarrassed when asked, “Grandma, why do you ask this?”

Grandma said, “We are about the same age now. When your grandfather was your age, we already had a son.”

Song Jun said to Grandma, “I know.”

Grandma smiled and reached out to touch his head again.

After dinner, Song Jun helped his grandma wash the dishes. Grandma stood beside him and said to him, “Xiao Jun, your grandpa and his family used to be landlords. During the Cultural Revolution, your grandpa was denounced publicly.”

Song Jun didn’t know how many times he had heard his grandma say these words. He knew that she was old and had a bad memory, so he just listened to her quietly and didn’t interrupt her.

He thought his grandmother was just reminiscing about the grandpa, but he didn’t expect that this time Grandma would say, “His family has a family heirloom, which was buried under the bed in my room. At that time, the Red Guards¹ came to search for things in the house, but they never found it.”

Song Jun listened to her words and asked smoothly, “What is it?”

Grandma said, “You will know later when you dig it up and take a look.”

Song Jun nodded, “I will dig it out when I have the chance.”

After washing the dishes, Song Jun watched TV with his grandma for a while. Because his grandma was used to going to bed early, he went to bed early too.

His room was the one he used to have. Grandma had always kept it very clean for him. Perhaps due to it being a bungalow, even in the summer, it remained cool in the evenings, and there was no need for a fan.

Grandma brought him a big cattail fan and told him to fan himself when it was hot.

Song Jun said, “I know, grandma, go to bed early.”

Grandma closed the door for him when he went out.

Song Jun lay on the bed, grabbed a fan and fanned himself for a while. He soon felt sleepy, turned over and fell asleep. He woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. Song Jun felt like he wanted to relieve himself. He climbed down from the bed, reached out, pushed open the door and walked out.

When he walked to the living room, Song Jun stopped. He saw a large black-and-white photo of his grandma on the square table in the living room. In front of the photo, there was an incense burner with the remnants of burned incense candles. It was unmistakably a memorial photo!

Notes:
Hungry Ghost Festival is usually in the middle of the seventh month or on the 15th day of the 7th month in the Lunar Calendar. Lunar Calendar days are different than the Gregorian ones, so the 7th month may not mean July, and it depends on when the Lunar Year start.
People usually burn paper money as a way to ‘send’ some money to their loved ones who have already died
Also, it’s believed that on that day ghosts will come back to our world and that’s why we paid our respect by burning off the money paper

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Chapter 9 – Partner (3)

November 26, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Skarter looked at the two people ignoring each other with a playful expression. Qin Yun’s face had words such as ‘Embarrassed to death’, ‘I want to die’, ‘Please ignore me’, and others written all over his face. In comparison, Moschery’s expression was much more ordinary.

His Majesty the Emperor showed no expression throughout the entire process. He glanced at Skarter, “What else do you want?”

Of course Skarter knew that the other party was ordering him to leave, but being thick-skinned enough had always been his strength.

“I just want to confirm the ‘Eta Star Project’.” He glanced at Qin Yun, “If Your Majesty decides to go there in person, how many guards will you need to send?”

Qin Yun suddenly reacted when he heard the words ‘Eta Star Project’, and he stared at Skarter nervously.

Moschery still wore a mask on half of his face and said in a calm tone, “I will make arrangements myself, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Skarter pursed his lips with an expression of ‘Okay, you are the boss’. He said meaningfully to Qin Yun, “Then, His Majesty will have to trouble you more in the future.”

Qin Yun: “…” Damn it, who wants to take care of him?! Isn’t one time suffering enough?!!

For a long time after Skarter left, the study room was filled with a strange and peaceful atmosphere. Qin Yun was digging hard at the corners of the Emperor’s desk while Moschery continued to study the ‘Bonding Heat Do’s and Don’ts Guide’…….

After an unknown amount of time, Moschery was the first to break the silence, “Actually, I didn’t see anything when you accompanied Zhongyan…just now.”

In Qin Yun’s gaze, there was a dazzling sparkle that seemed to say, ‘Who are you trying to fool?’

Moschery thought for a while and said in a serious tone, “I am very busy. You have also seen how many documents I have to read. I have no time to pay attention to you and Zhongyan.”

“…” Qin Yun was a little shaken.

Moschery: “And I am the Emperor, so there is no need to lie to you for such a trivial matter.”

Qin Yun: “…You even hid the fact that you are the Emperor from me… Who knows if you’ll blab about me dancing on a horse…”

Moschery was stunned and said subconsciously, “Aren’t you singing Little Apple?”

Qin Yun: “…”

Moschery: “…”

Qin Yun roared with grief and anger, “You liar! You clearly said you didn’t see anything!!!”

Because he had successfully attached a super gorgeous and luxurious Supreme Maiden version of Zhongyan’s ‘Toothless’, the giant dragon wanted to hug Qin Yun’s thigh when sleeping.

In the end, Moschery had no choice but to contribute half of his bedroom.

The Emperor was still very busy when it was time to go to sleep. Moschery looked at the remaining documents and endured all kinds of slander against him by the person and dragon in the corner.

“Did Xi Zhao put these on for you?” Qin Yun frowned and looked at the pile of crooked rhinestone jewellery.

Zhongyan stretched out his dragon claw and fiddled with it with a look of disgust on his face.

Moschery said with a dark face, “…Who was moved to tears when I made it before?!”

Qin Yun: “Are you sure he was moved? Not ugly crying?”

A vein popped up on Moschery’s forehead, “Are you feeling bold, huh? Feeling like crying and calling for your daddy?!”

Qin Yun: “…” Daddy? What the heck?! Where did you learn that, Your Majesty?!

Ever since he found out that Xi Zhao was Moschery, Qin Yun had become accustomed to his various face-grabbing behaviours. When he was pulled out of bed by His Majesty the Emperor, who was still in high spirits after not sleeping all night, he did not dare to complain and accompanied him diligently to the training room.

“The avian people not only has its primary form but also possesses a secondary form.” Moschery released Zhongyan for the first time in the training room, “The secondary form can only be attacked through the sentinel’s spiritual link.”

Qin Yun was really tempted to ask if the sissy dragon could really fight…

Moschery: “You mainly control Zhongyan’s emotions, and don’t let him get excited and bite those beasts with his mouth… Are you listening?”

Qin Yun: “…If it doesn’t use its mouth to bite, what does it use… punches?”

Moschery looked like he wanted to get angry again. He took a deep breath and said patiently, “It is not hygienic to use the mouth. A slap will kill it, and a few more times will kill a bunch.”

Qin Yun inexplicably said, “What kind of hygiene should we pay attention to in a war… I went to the front line without taking a shower for a month, okay?”

“…” Moschery moved half a meter away from him with a look of disgust.

Qin Yun: “…I took a shower yesterday.”

Since the Emperor told him to follow the spiritual link, Qin Yun naturally obeyed and went wherever Zhongyan went. Moschery was not far away anyway and could help him in times of danger, but he obviously underestimated the power of the god-level spiritual link.

Moschery’s angry roar could be heard throughout the training ground, “Control, control! Do you want it to destroy this place?!”

Qin Yun screamed, “I can’t keep up with its speed at all! Damn it, isn’t it a sissy?! Where is its girlish heart?!”

Moschery: “What do you think it is?! It’s still a dragon!”

Qin Yun ran up and down, but the soothing area of guiding tendrils was, after all, limited. For Zhongyan, it was like being scratched with a mini comb, which had no effect at all.

Moschery clicked his tongue and jumped onto the rock, trying to force Zhongyan back into the realm of consciousness.

“Wait a minute!” Qin Yun stopped him, “Let me try again!”

Moschery’s expression showed distrust, but he still made way and stepped aside.

The guiding tendrils attached to Zhongyan’s back were slowly divided into two, then three, four, five… and finally gradually intertwined to form a huge ‘net’, and Zhongyan’s entire back and chest were covered. Covered in mesh, it’s like wearing a dragon-shaped ‘war robe’.

Moschery opened his mouth, “How did you do it?”

Qin Yun couldn’t answer him because it was the first time that his guiding tendrils had been forcibly split, and the drain on his mental energy was almost too much for him to handle.

Zhongyan was finally calmed down and obediently waved its claws to defeat the enemies. Moschery dared not leave Qin Yun’s side; as a guide in such situations, he was essentially a living target with no ability to protect himself.

“How many secondary forms are there…” Qin Yun finally paid some attention. The field uniform on his body was completely soaked.

Moschery glanced at them, “There are four more.” He said a little anxiously, “Can you handle it? Don’t lose the ability to coordinate with me for a moment.”

“…” Qin Yun stuttered in anger, “…You, you are exploiting… Don’t, don’t think that you are the Emperor, I, I won’t dare to sue you!”

Skarter gave the confirmed list to Lin Dongliang. His expression was very relaxed, “When Your Majesty goes to Eta, we can have a complete vacation. Where do you want to go?”

Lin Dongliang said helplessly, “You are really not worried at all… Who is that guide? Is there really no problem?”

“Even if there’s an issue, it’s something His Majesty has acknowledged.” Skarter smiled. “Why? Are you worried?”

“You think everyone is like you?” Lin Dongliang asked angrily. He and Skarter grew up together. Although this childhood sweetheart appeared to be approachable and gentle on the surface, in fact, he was cold-blooded than anyone else. Truly, his spiritual link reflected the nature of its owner perfectly.

“What I’m worried about is not His Majesty but the guide.” Lin Dongliang’s eyes were filled with deep worry, “The number of sentinels and guides stationed by Olympus on Eta is no less than that of the Avian People, not to mention that His Majesty is a god-level… It’s too dangerous; he will die.”

Skarter said indifferently, “Fortunately, His Majesty hadn’t completed the final mark with him yet.”

Lin Dongliang looked at him disapprovingly.

“Take it easy, darling.” Skarter stretched out his hand and gently caressed the other person’s face, “The regime is achieved on the sacrifices of countless individuals. We all know that. Have you forgotten about Shen? If we hadn’t pretended like we didn’t know that the cabinet removed him, deliberately leaked information, and made Berlin completely offended Duke Garcia, would that madman still be neutral now?”

Lin Dongliang’s face turned extremely unpleasant. He had drawn up that plan himself, and the consequence of it was sacrificing his most outstanding junior in the guide academy.

“You are so cruel, Skarter.” Lin Dongliang smiled bitterly, “Do you have to make me remember all this? Are you trying to make me understand that I’m also a sinner?”

“We all are.” Skarter kissed his lips and smiled, “Maybe I’ll have to be sacrificed one day too, but you’ll survive.”

Survive and then forget about me.

“Consciousness hypnosis?” Qin Yun repeated doubtfully, and he asked Shen Zhuofan, “Where did you hear this?”

“Don’t worry about that; as long as you understand the principles, it’s enough.” Shen Zhuofan continued to explain impatiently, “A sentinel or guide above S level can do this, hypnotizing one’s partner and creating the false impression that they have never been marked. In this way, when one party is considered dead, the other party won’t have a mental breakdown, as for how long it can last depends on the strength of the other party.”

Qin Yun: “…What does this have to do with me? You said you have to be S-level or above to do it.”

Shen Zhuofan simply hated the fact he couldn’t be more ambitious, “Can’t you have a little more ambition? You’re the guide of a divine-level sentinel now; S-levels aren’t all scumbags!”

Qin Yun: “If I encounter scumbags on the battlefield, I will still escape…”

Shen Zhuofan: “…”

Qin Yun: “Seriously, can you teach me something useful? For example, how to deal with two psychopaths at the same time.”

Shen Zhuofan: “…”

Qin Yun: “Or you can help me paste the rhinestones together? Do you know that now I train during the day and have to do the hard work of pasting rhinestones at night?”

Shen Zhuofan: “…………”

Qin Yun: “It’s true. My lower back is now protruding because I need to keep pasting the rhinestones in the past few days.”

Notes:
Changing Scott to Skarter, Skater is actually much closer to the hanzi, but I stubbornly pick Scott coz it sounds better, but then the names… of people here… is well… interesting, so I think Skarter will be better.
Also, the little apple Qin Yun sang seems to be a song called You are My Little Apple ~

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Chapter 9 – Night Patrol Deity

November 25, 2023 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Song Jun walked towards the dormitory building. When he entered the dormitory door, he saw a monk coming out.

The monk was Yun Po. When he saw Song Jun, he stopped in his tracks.

Song Jun looked at him in surprise at first, then felt it was impolite and looked away.

Yun Po took the initiative to talk to Song Jun, “Benefactor, you seem to have something dirty attached to you.”

Song Jun was stunned when he heard this. He was a little excited and almost wanted to reach out to grab Yun Po’s arm. He said incoherently, “Can you really see it? No, I mean, did you see something?”

Yun Po smiled, “No need to be alarmed. I can naturally see it, and I can also dissolve it for you.”

Song Jun seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and asked hurriedly, “How to dissolve it?”

Yun Po took out a water chestnut folded from talisman paper from his arms, handed it to Song Jun and said, “Keep this talisman paper with you, and it will ensure that demons and monsters can’t get close to you.”

Song Jun reached out to catch it but saw that the water chestnut was ordinary, nothing special at all. To be honest, he still had some doubts in his heart.

Yun Po had already smiled and bowed his hand to leave. Before leaving, he gave Song Jun a business card and said, “Don’t worry, those ghosts will definitely not appear again. If it doesn’t work, you can come to me at any time, I won’t charge you.”

Song Jun looked down at the business card, which read ‘Yun Qingshan Hongyin Temple Yun Po’. He looked back at Yun Po, but he was already gone.

Yun Po came out of the dormitory building, walked to the roadside and saw Xia Hongshen still standing in front of the window, so he shouted to Xia Hongshen, “It’s done!”

Xia Hongshen nodded.

Yun Po took out his mobile phone and said to Xia Hongshen, “Recording accounts!”

Xia Hongshen said nothing. Yun Po buried his head and wrote down Xia Hongshen’s debt on his mobile phone.

That night, Bu Hui came back and invited everyone to go out to sing. Song Jun also went there. They sang and drank. It was already twelve o’clock in the morning when they came back.

Song Jun was drunk and didn’t think too much. He went directly to his room and fell asleep. He slept peacefully until dawn.

Xia Hongshen was not sleeping. He was sitting in front of his desk, holding the glazed fragment in his hand. The shard kept flickering. Xia Hongshen closed his eyes, and the fragment gradually rose from the palm of his hand and suspended in mid-air.

The light of the fragment began to flicker fiercely. After a moment, Xia Hongshen saw two other lights that were also flickering in the darkness. They echoed the fragment in front of Xia Hongshen.

The spiritual energy contained in the fragments leaked out in large quantities, causing countless creatures throughout the city to commotion.

Suddenly, Xia Hongshen heard an angry shout from the air, “Who is it?!”

With a wave of his hand, he took the fragment into his palm and masked the aura.

But it was still a step too late. After a while, Xia Hongshen saw a person suddenly appear outside the window. He had small cheeks and bare shoulders, a ferocious expression, wearing a black robe and long boots, holding a long sword in one hand, and his body was floating mid-air.

When the man saw Xia Hongshen looking up at him, he was shocked and asked, “Who are you? Why can you see me?”

Xia Hongshen just looked at him and didn’t answer.

The man immediately said angrily, “I am Ye Zhong, the Night Patrol Deity¹. Why didn’t you answer my question? What was that thing just now? It actually made the whole city’s monsters and ghosts agitated!”

Hearing this, Xia Hongshen responded calmly, “It’s a little personal thing. I didn’t mean to disturb Your Excellency. I hope you can forgive me.”

How could the Night Patrol Deity be so willing to give up? He asked, “What is it? Show me!”

Xia Hongshen shook his head and said, “It’s really inconvenient.”

The Night Patrol Deity suddenly became furious. He held the long knife with his backhand and swung it. A strong airflow passed through. The lights in Xia Hongshen’s room suddenly flickered, and the sky and the ground were dark.

However, after the knife was swung, the tables and chairs in the house were intact, but Xia Hongshen disappeared.

Night Patrol Deity was startled, and the next moment, he felt a chill on his back. He immediately turned around and saw Xia Hongshen standing behind him. He was immediately shocked and said in anger, “Who the hell are you?!”

Xia Hongshen was silent.

When the Night Patrol Deity’s words fell, he struck with the sword again. Xia Hongshen did not fight back but just dodged. The Night Patrol Deity was violent by nature, and he struck dozens of blows in a matter of seconds. Xia Hongshen’s figure flickered, and he retreated several miles away from the school.

Although Xia Hongshen never fought back, the Night Travel Deity never struck him with a single sword. He only felt that he was deliberately provoked by him and would not give up. A long sword danced in the wind, causing the surrounding world to change colour and inexplicably whipping up a frenzy of wind.

Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, Xia Hongshen looked solemn and suddenly disappeared from the sight of the Night Patrol Deity. The next moment, he had already grabbed his wrist and clasped it with his slender fingers to remove his weapon.

The Night Patrol Deity shouted angrily and held on to the sword tightly.

Xia Hongshen flipped his wrist, and the long knife slashed towards the Night Patrol Deity’s neck, almost cutting off his head at the sight.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew past, and someone shouted from the side, “Please spare his life, O Immortal!”

Xia Hongshen lowered his hands, pushed Night Patrol Deity away, took a few steps back and stood still.

He saw a person rushing towards him in the air. The person was wearing a white robe and a high hat. He had a smile on his face, but his tone was short of breath, and he said, “I implore the Immortal to cease the hand. Let there be no more conflict.”

Xia Hongshen said, “He was the one chasing me.”

The Night Patrol Deity was still shocked and confused. He didn’t know Xia Hongshen’s identity and didn’t dare to take action rashly.

The man in white stopped in front of the Night Patrol Deity. It seemed that he was blocking Night Patrol Deity, but in fact, he was protecting him. He said, “Under the City Deity’s authority, Bai Wuchang had come to see the Immortal.”

Xia Hongshen responded coldly, “I’m just an ordinary mortal.”

Bai Wuchang saw that he didn’t appreciate it, so he said, “Just now, the demons in the city were restless. The Night Patrol Deity detected that the spiritual energy in the school in front was flourishing, and he came to check. I wondered what was the reason for that?”

Xia Hongshen said slowly, “I am looking for the lost thing. I release my spiritual energy to search for a moment and then stop after a while.”

Bai Wuchang said tentatively, “If the Immortal Lord does this often, I’m afraid it will disrupt the order of this city.”

“It won’t,” Xia Hongshen said, “I already have it in mind.”

Bai Wuchang nodded, “That’s good. We will report this matter to the City Deity when we get back. We also ask the Immortal Lord to restrain himself a little from now on. Since you are a mortal, please abide by the rules of mortals.”

Xia Hongshen didn’t say anything and didn’t refuse.

Bai Wuchang and the Night Patrol Deity exchanged glances.

The Night Patrol Deity was still full of anger and unwilling to give up. Bai Wuchang glared at him fiercely. Finally, with a cold snort, he withdrew his long sword and stood beside him.

Bai Wuchang said, “Then I’ll take my leave.”

After saying that, he and Night Patrol Deity disappeared from the sky.

Xia Hongshen returned to school alone, went back to his room and lay down on the small bed. Everything was as usual.

The next day, Song Jun woke up in his room and suddenly realised that he was drunk again and had slept peacefully in the room all night.

He got up from the bed and saw that it was only around eight o’clock in the morning. Suddenly, he remembered the strange monk he met yesterday, and he reached inside his trouser pocket and pulled out the water chestnut paper, holding it in his hand and feeling a bit more relieved.

When Song Jun went to the water room to wash his face and brush his teeth, he met Xia Hongshen.

Xia Hongshen suddenly said to him, “I have something for you.”

Song Jun was still biting the toothbrush in his mouth and looked at Xia Hongshen in confusion.

Xia Hongshen stretched out his hand with a mobile phone chain hanging on his finger. Under the mobile phone chain was a transparent leaf, which looked like glass and crystal, with a beautiful shape and colour.

Song Jun felt a little strange, thinking that these things were more like gifts for a little girl, but when Xia Hongshen gave them to him, of course he was embarrassed to refuse and quickly accepted them.

Xia Hongshen said to him, “Don’t lose it.”

Song Jun nodded, thinking about how he could bear to lose what he had given him.

After returning to the room, Song Jun hung the mobile phone chain on his mobile phone and shook it in front of him. Then he took out the paper water chestnut that Yun Po gave him, hung it with his mobile phone chain, and decided to take it with him no matter where he went.

As the day passed, Song Jun once again gave up on the idea of dropping out of school, intending still continue.

He knew that he had been a person without much personal opinions since he was a child. He had no clear purpose and was easily swayed by others. He felt that it was unlikely for him to achieve anything significant in his life. Being able to live a stable and content life was already satisfying for him.

After the experiment was started, it became very fast. Within the deadline of one week given by Zhou Yingchun, he finally came up with the data results and handed them over to Zhou Yingchun for review.

Zhou Yingchun was very satisfied with the result and even invited him to a meal for the first time that day. However, Song Jun felt uncomfortable eating with Zhou Yingchun. If he had to choose, it would be better not to do it next time.

Before he knew it, it was already August.

The summer heat continued, but at that time, the atmosphere inside the school gradually became lively. Many graduate students who had gone home for the summer break had already returned to campus. By the end of August, undergraduate students were also returning to school to prepare for classes.

Song Jun still spent most of his time in the lab every day and occasionally went out for a walk when he had the opportunity.

Bu Hui had a girlfriend, so of course he couldn’t accompany him. However, Xia Hongshen and Song Jun had been to the supermarket several times together and treated him to dinner every time.

Song Jun secretly asked Bu Hui why Senior Brother Xia didn’t have a girlfriend.

Bu Hui said, “He has a poker face, scaring away all the girls.”

Song Jun really didn’t know if any girls had come to see Xia Hongshen. However, as they spent more time together, for some reason, Song Jun felt that it was normal for Xia Hongshen not to have a girlfriend. He found it difficult to imagine a day when Senior Brother Xia was with a girl. If that really happened, he would probably have been unhappy because there would have been no one to accompany him.

However, just this summer, several murders occurred outside the school and in other parts of the city that Song Jun didn’t know about, and the whole city was on edge.

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As for why the protagonist is so weak, this story wouldn’t be scary if he was very powerful… This was taken into consideration when setting up, so at the current stage, the protagonist is just an ordinary person afraid of ghosts. Of course, there might be upgrades or changes later on.

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